#baby daddy one shot
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ABC Family ~ Baby Daddy OC 🍼
—> Expanding on a OC from this playlist
Skylar Chez
Full name: Skylar Chez Gonzalez
Nickname: Sky, Mama, Chez, Wonder Twins, Picasso, Ms. Wheeler
Age: 25
Height: 5’2
Place Of Origin: New York
Nationally: American
Ethnic Background: Colombian and Mexican descent
Relationship status: Single on and off again, until she realizes her feelings for Ben.
Occupation: Artist
Season: 1-6
Relationship to family: BFF to Ben, Danny and Riley since they were kids. Bonnie babysat Sky since she was 2 because her mom is friends with her. So in result she grew up closely to them. Later on, she met Tucker during early college years.
Personality: Sweet, artistic, nerdy, good with the flow and very open. However she can be strong and stubborn, as well as a little crazy. Overall usually pretty chill. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, she’s a huge foodie!!
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Skyler was brought into the group from day one once again when she moved to New York for her career, little did she know that she would be living together alongside her best friends. In the same apartment. Working at the bar and studying art as well. It was good until everything changed the day Danny moved into the apartment since baby Emma came too!
—> The boys were freaking out and confused calling for Riley’s while Skylar was cooing at Emma. She was so cute.
The guys looked at her waiting for her to pick Emma up. Sky just joked, "What? You guys see boobs and automatically think mommy?"
Riley snorted at her joke.
Everyone, especially Bonnie believed Ben couldn’t make it a few hours with Emma but the girls disagreed, and thankfully they were proved right. Since then, Emma stayed with the 6 of them after 48 hours. They were happier than ever!
Her and Danny are like siblings! The two are them are sometimes attached to the hip, always helping each other and supportive. Tall and short besties for sure! They are such nerds, always going to the movies, sports game and concerts. Skylar even sometimes steals Danny’s graphics t-shirts when hers are dirty, styling them to fit her outfits.
With Bonnie, it’s like they are aunt and niece! Bonnie says that Skylar is like the daughter she never had while she glares at her sons in annoyance. Just as insane and sweet as her mother, I guess that’s why Bonnie loves her.
Tucker! Let’s just say those two are sassier than ever before when they’re together in one room. Tucker and Skylar are each other’s back up no matter what. Finishing each other lines and chasing each other around. Skylar can say, “Hold my earrings!” And Tucker would smirk like, “I got you girl!” But those two fight like crazy if allowed!
Riley! As much as she jokes and teases Riley, she’s her girl. Besides she does the same thing to her, dragging Riley into doing crazy stuff. Always by her side to snap her out of it and tell her the truth, when needed.
—> When it came to Emma, Ben and Skylar practically shared the same brain cell! As much as Ben and Sky were complete opposite for certain things, the two of them shared the same ideas for plenty of things. Ideas for plans, work, ways of dating, strong attitudes, the way they acted and especially their parenting style. You name it, they have probably have or heard it.
-> They’re great friends! Always by each other’s side. Very supportive about their plans and smacking some scene into each other.
Speaking of Emma, during late season one and early season two of the series. 2012. The duo made a decision that changed their lives. Mama and Daddy.
It all started when Ben was looking for a future wife for himself but mainly a mom for his daughter, he figured his daughter deserves a mother figure or two in her life. He dated looking up and down, tired of scanning waiting for the girl to see Emma the way he sees her. Until Bonnie made him realize that girl was standing right in front of them.
Ben found her sitting alone that late afternoon on the fire escape sipping a beer and softly smile, asking if he can join. She nodded handing him one, Skylar was tired and annoyed with her love life after dumping her boyfriend, Johnthan, two days ago. Ben decided to comfort her and show her in care rather seeing his best friends smile than upset. After a while they talked…
“So how’s the mom search going?” She asked reopening another beer smiling, handing him one.
He opened him beer and replied, “Not the greatest. Due to, Emma already having a mom.”
“Yeah Angela! I told you it wasn’t the best idea..”
“No, not her. You.”
“What? Uh Ben I wasn’t the one who pushed her out and put that cutie on your doorstep. She did.”
He laughed and nods, “I know that! But since Emma been here you’ve been nothing but wonderful and I love you for that. And I believe Emma deserves someone like you in her life.”
She smiled sweetly, “She already does…wait Ben, do you want me to be like her Mama?”
“If you want. You don’t have to play house or anything, unless you want too of course..”
“Yes.”
“R-really?! Cause I know it’s a big deal and our careers are friendship will be on the line.”
“Nothing will change.”
“Nothing will change?”
Skylar took his hand, “Yeah it won’t.”
“And what if it does?” Ben replied squeezing her hand gently.
“Then I don’t know.”
“Okay.”
It was steady and still, the two friends started to become parents overnight. Closer than ever. They drank and talked smiling the whole way through the whole night.
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It was a darling, sweet and absolutely comfortable transition. It felt natural, nothing truly changed. They were supportive parents like always, playing house sometimes and teasing each other. Sometimes they would get carried away and start calling each other “Mama” and “Dada”, especially in hopes Emma would say one of the two first sooner or later.
-> Ben walked into the kitchen with Emma and smiled softly, “Hey mama.”
“Hi.” She replies handing him a slice of toast as she chuckled, “Hi Emma.”
The baby girl giggled at the kisses being peaked on her face. Ben put his daughter in her high chair along with a bowl of cereal, then walked over to Skylar wrapping his arms around her to steal a bite of toast.
“Hey!” She yelled laughing, “Get your own.”
“What? Danny does it.” He joked laughing and poured himself coffee, “Uh where is Danny exactly?”
“Slept over at a girls place. And Tucker is still asleep, hangover times ten.”
“Oof been there, done that! Mom is coming over to pick up Emma so that means I get extra time before work and you can take your classes.”
“Yes! You know how hard it is to paint a castle in the forest with a baby and two idiots running around?”
“Hahahahaha! I bet, hey—! I’m not a idiot.”
———
-> When it came to dating life, Ben went on his dates such as Riley or Veronica for insist meanwhile Skylar went on her dates such as Kyle or Jordan. Nonetheless it was fun and extra supportive about it. Even comforting each other as well when Danny wasn’t there to do.
Believe me, if someone breaks Skylar’s heart or hurt her feelings, best believe you will have a Danny Wheeler after your ass like a pissed off Superman.
Especially if Tucker heard about Skylar being hurt.
A) He’s gonna fight him or trick them into being screwed.
B) Encourage her to fight back and ignore the dumbass.
C) Drag Bonnie into a plan for revenge.
Note: Bonnie, Tucker and Skylar are a little bit of a trio. They get into the craziest stuff 😼 haha. Bonnie and Tucker even tracked down Angela after Skylar stupidity suggested something but they took that literally! During that time Ben was trying to date Riley so that caused a small rift between them with Emma’s biological mom being there.
—> Even Skylar got pissed off! Angela was trying to play house, Bonnie wasn’t too happy that insulting the women.
It got to a point where Skylar dragged her into the apartment and told Angela, to her face that, “You may have carried and birthed Emma, been her mother for 6 months. But afterwards you were gone! Biologically you may be her parent but I’m the one who helps put her to sleep, change her diapers, feeds her, brings her play dates when her daddy, grandma or uncles can’t. And I make sure that girl is happy! All you’ve done while being here is try to win Ben back and play house.”
Angela scoffed with a slight laugh, “And what are you? His best friend? His side piece when Riley isn’t around? If I’m correct Sky, we used to be friends. What happened?”
“I still am a friend to you, Ang. But I’m also Ben and Riley’s. And I’m more of a mother to Emma over the last year or two than you ever were.”
“Sounds like Ben has a lot of women in his life. Especially Bonnie! I’m just trying to figure out how to make a plan here, okay? I’m sorry, and your right, it’s clear that you all Emma’s family here. Especially you.”
“Good. Ang, your my friend and want you to figure out that plan. Tucker and Ben said you’re trying to find a place to stay that isn’t our apartment.”
The girls smiled and hugged it out, still bitter about the situation but didn’t show it. However Bonnie and Tucker were in the corner listening into the conversation silently cheering hoping that Angela leaves soon. Also very proud of Sky having the strength to call her out on her bullshit. A few days later Angela left, not without leaving her mark within Ben and Riley’s relationship, they broke up. Going as far to jokingly tease Sky that she should make that ‘mom thing’ official and go on a date with Ben.
Things went back their chaotically sweet and glorious ways after that. But that romantic debate still hung over their heads. Riley went on dates finding a boyfriend name Philip, Danny slept with a couple of girls but his heart belonged to Miss Riley Parton. Ben stayed within the dating scene teased how Riley still liked him until life took a turn in his direction. And that direction was Skylar Chez.
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Ben Wheeler was thrown into a loop and knocked off course. Yeah sure he will always love Sky but those feelings started to shift into something stronger perhaps. It started during Emma’s first birthday seeing her dresses in a viking inspired outfit and carrying his almost one year old daughter in matching clothes, made his heart flutter. He smiled, leaning forward to kiss Emma’s cheek and grin at Sky giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“What was that for?” She asked with a darling smile, bouncing the almost one year old on her hip.
Ben shrugged with a smile, not knowing that came over him and replied, “You both look really pretty. You know i love you right?”
“Always. And we do look pretty.”
“I have to head out with mom, to figure out the whole thing with Deluca’s ice cream parlor.”
“Oh right Bon Bon mentioned something about it, what happened?”
“I might have another kid, with Jenny Deluca this time.”
“Ben!”
“I didn’t know, okay? I swear women keep have babies and won’t tell me about it.” He added with his hands in the air and shake his head, “It’s starting to hurt my feelings.”
Sky tried not laugh and sigh, “Aww poor baby. Focus! We have probably another kid on our hands here.”
“Don’t worry, i tried talking to Jenny beforehand but she busy. So we’re gonna try again today.”
“Alright, meet you at the parlor in an hour. No funny business!”
Both of them tried talking with Jenny Deluca about the situation but she just shrugged pretending to ignore it, telling them to have their kids party and leave. Her father showed shouting and claiming for them to get out, especially not wanting to see Ben again.
Bonnie shouted over him and pointed out confidently, “Frankie Deluca, you would lucky if my son ever impregnated your daughter!” Tucker nodded in agreement saying ‘Hell yeah!’. The man ignored them upset as ever until Jenny revealed Ben wasn’t the father it was somebody’s else kid, she just blamed Ben cause it would leave less questions from her father.
It was sorta fair, still they would’ve welcomed the kid regardless. Afterwards Emma fell asleep and they had to celebrate her 1st birthday at home instead, none of them minded the change. But that whole time Ben saw how loving and supportive Skylar was the entire day with the chaos of the news, he truly loved her for it.
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The next time was when Skylar eventually started getting jealous of his dates, snapping him out of it and then fixing the problem by the end of the day. But Ben wasn’t far behind since he started to question her dates more often and had to end up saving her by the end of night, coming up with a lame excuse that somehow worked.
Catching each other’s falls at work, sharing food together, leaving random kisses on their cheeks, adding text messages for one another, teasing the other person and bickering over the smallest thing.
Tucker even joked, “Damn. You two sound like your dating..”
Skylar and Ben turned to him yelling, “Stay out of this, Tucker!”
He laughed, “You sure?”
“She’s not my girlfriend.” Ben replied with a scoff pointing at her.
“He’s not my boyfriend. You don’t get it, Tucker.” Skylar added.
“Why would he? Us together wouldn’t make any sense.”
“Yeah, if I were to date him I must be insane.”
“Exactly!”
“Let’s go, baby.”
“Right behind you!”
The two walked out together heading to the park to meet up with Danny. But truth was Tucker was right, the two were practically dating each other from day one without actually doing that dating part. They just didn’t know it yet. Skylar’s smile always grew around him, loving how supportive he is, adore the patients he has at times and dragging Ben Wheeler into doing the most silliness things. He was her world, she was dating the man without even noticing it herself. To Ben, he always grinned widely around her, she was one of the reasons he’s where’s he is today, adoring how gentle she can be to how crazy she may act, and he was proud to have her in his life.
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— They’ve seen each other fall and rise, Ben held her when she may cry til midnight and Skylar hugs him when he feels like died a little inside. They didn’t notice how much love and opportunity there was for them until Danny and Tucker pointed it out. So in result that same week during 4th Of July, everyone was on the rooftop celebrating the fireworks while eating outdoors, when they realized that needed more ice, water and beers. Skylar offered to bring it upstairs and Ben followed behind, knowing she was need help carrying that upstairs.
The two were chatting as they entered the apartment and collecting items that they believed could also be needed. Ben saw more fireworks from the window, taking Skylar’s hand climbing onto the balcony taking a seat next to each other. The fireworks stopped for a moment, or at least the ones that could be seen for them since you see hear the booming noise from the streets afar from the building, they started with smiles. Ben realized they were alone as so did Skylar, as the pair yelled out in unison ‘I have to tell you something’ ‘No you first.’ The two laughed.
Ben chuckled, “ this is ridiculous but Danny said that we’re dating but not dating, I mean we’re dating while not actually dating.”
“Oh my god, Tucker said the same thing! Ay that’s hilarious. He pointed out the stuff we do.” She replies chuckling.
“But we’re not dating right? We haven’t kissed or anything! Unless we were drunk and i don’t remember..and I think I would remember.”
“I mean yeah we do, some things are typically seen a couple. I kinda wanna prove Danny and Tucker that they’re wrong..”
His eyes perked up and leaned against her shoulder with a grin, “Oh really? Oh how so?”
“Like this.” She replied with a matching grin, leaning forward, “Kiss me. Prove that they’re wrong and we’re right.”
“Oh I like the way you think women! 20 bucks this kiss would mean nothing.”
“Ooh a bet? Make that 25.”
“25 it is!”
Ben leaned over taking the back of her neck gentle as his hands gliding around to her cheeks. Skylar rested her face in his hands, her hands sliding down to his cheeks with the cheeky eyes that matched his. They were too excited, finally touching their lips brushing against one around to a simple one time thing. As they did, the fireworks in the sky went off.
The kiss lasted around less than 3 seconds or so, until Ben decided to turn around and make the kiss last less than a minute. Skylar rested her head against his, pulling back for a moment with a smile and said, “So Danny and Tucker were wrong?”
“I think I will need to test out that theory again.” Ben repiled with a shrug, lacing his lips onto her with a laugh, “We’re right, they’re wrong! But they can’t know that.”
“Oh yeah! Hmm, we can still openly date whoever we want to like Riley and Johnthan?”
“Oh yeah! If not, my bedroom is right next door. I mean we’re practically dating without actually dating.”
“I think another kiss might seal the deal, we created.”
Little did they know Bonnie Wheeler was unlocking the door and walking in to grab the beer bottle since they were taking too long. She joked and grumbled, “Damn it Danny! He couldn’t have—” her eyes fell onto the balcony to see her son and practically daughter in law sharing a smooch, “—WHAT THE HELL?!”
The two heard her practically falling onto the floor, gasping and stumbling into the room, yelling out ‘MOM!’ and ‘BONNIE!’.
Busted.
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The paired found themselves the next time stealing kisses in secret, sharing winks and preparing the other for a date. They coined it as a open relationship, trying to not let anyone else know about this little affair. Especially Riley, because then she will tell Danny, who will in result tell Tucker.
Ben was bouncing loopy and sleepy Emma as Skyler walked out, fixing her collar for a date. It was her turn for a night out. She played around with her hair with a smile, “How do i look?”
“I would gorgeous but then i would have steal you from your date.” Ben joked, placing their daughter into the playpen before walking over to her zipping the back of the dress.
“You sure you’re okay with me going out? I could just cancel, you know?”
“No go out! I got a boy’s night planned out with Danny and Tucker here in the apartment.”
“No strip poker like last time! Tucker still mad about that.”
“In my defense, we shouldn’t have betted too high. If you need anything call me.”
“Okay.”
She quickly peaked his cheek and walked out, earning a grin and a playful friendly catcall from the boys who walked inside. Skylar laughed twirling as she left, leaving Tucker, Danny and Ben chuckling.
The whole night went all, her date with Tad with nice meanwhile the boys played a simple game of poker. Bonnie saw Tad and Skyler out again, rolling her eyes because she saw her and Ben kissed two weeks ago—but she kept their dirty little secret to herself, knowing the others will find out soon enough.
—> The next time, Danny found out one morning. He was walking into the kitchen, greeting Emma who happily ate her cereal and Ben who sat was eating his bagel with a cup of coffee. Tucker was still snoring. The brothers chatted, joking around and figuring out their schedules for the day.
That was when Skylar walked out of the bathroom, placed a kiss on Ben’s cheeks and stealing fruit off Danny’s plate with a grin, before walking out to the bedrooms. Danny grinned, “Did she just?”
“Yup she did. She got a 100% on her art project, so that’s why she’s happy.” He replies smiling.
“Yeah that’s great, i know that! But she just kissed your cheek!”
“So what? It’s normal, right? She’s happy and so I’m happy.”
“Ohh—Holy crap, you still like Sky!”
“No I don’t!”
“Holy crap, you really do still like Sky!”
“Shut up, I don’t.”
—> Other time was Riley, catching them finding them at work behind one of the walls near the entrance chatting. She walked in ready to unwind and have a drink, stopping short turning to her left to see Ben’s hands on Sky’s shoulders with a smile. They didn’t notice her, since it looked like the pair were speaking onto something rather important.
“I’m telling you, the accident wasn’t your fault, okay?” He replied with a smile.
“It was a mishap i know! But Jonathan looked at me and then Tad saw me.” She said with a sigh.
“Hey you spooked! Same thing, happened with Angela and Riley months. I split for god’s sake.”
“That’s because your clumsy Ben and an idiot.”
“Yeah well, Riley still loved for me it.”
“Haha, you’re right. I’ll got tell them what happened.”
They walked to their separate sides of the bar. Riley was sitting at the couch, walking over to the counter to order a drink waiting, that’s when Sky scurry around the corner.
The girl smirked at her latina friend, “Sooo?”
“So what?” She asked her blonde friend, confused.
“I saw you and Ben talking, then i saw Jonathan and Tad were in the room.”
“We were just talking about me screwing up with both guys.”
“Ohh? And Ben?”
“He was reassuring me that everything is alright and Jonathan will forgive me.”
“I hope so, he’s a catch! You know, you and Ben have been rather close lately.”
Sky chuckled, “Riley, he only got eyes for you!”
“I don’t know, Sky.. what if-?” She replies with a soft chuckle.
“He loves you. I know that for a fact.”
Riley smiled, picturing her relationships with Philip vs hers with Ben. She knew she had plenty of other options and opportunities at her door.
———————
Ben and Skylar little affair didn’t last long, they love each other but felt that they needed to explore their other options first.
Riley and Jonathan to be exact since those feelings were clear as well. So they dated their lovers, Ben and Riley’s relationship was long but felt brief but Skyler and Jonathan relationship lasted longer than expected.
However the pair broke up one night, since Jonathan wanted to see other people, as in someone named Veronica who was in her art class. Hell he was secretly trying to see her already. They may have said it was mutual break up..but it didn’t feel like it…
Skylar returned home that night, finding her daughter on the floor and sat on the couch cuddling Emma who played with her bunny. She tried not to cry but Bonnie, who was babysitting, noticed pulling the girl into a hug telling it that it will be okay.
“It’s not okay Bon-Bon! I wanted more..i thought we had something specific and special but he practically dumped me after dinner..” She explained, with tears in her eyes, “It should be me in his arms, not stupid Veronica!”
Bonnie kept in her arms, kisses her forehead, “I knew sweetie. Just let it out, some things just happen and he’s an idiot for letting you go. But hey, your talented and smart and so sweet! Any guy would love to have you..i know Ben did.”
She scoffed, “It was a fling, a small thing. We both agreed to stop it before anyone got hurt. He loves Riley.”
Bonnie winced, “Yeah he’s not only the one who loves Riley.”
“I know Danny does, i figured it so. But i want revenge on Jona…” Sky stood up from the couch, smirking she stormed into the bedroom area, “TUCKER! I need you!”
-> To say Skylar got her revenge was a understatement. Her and Tucker tricked Jonathan, giving him a temporary job at the Mary Heart Show only for it go crashing down on the man, literally.
A bucket of huge ice cold water with fish fell on him during production while the show was on the air, causing the man to run out screaming like a cartoon character in Looney Tunes.
Mary Heart got a bunch of rating for that episode and new followers for the show meanwhile Jonathan got to smell like fish for a week, and got shown in the embarrassing videos section on YouTube. It took some work but the duo got it done, even involving Danny and Bonnie to set the prank up perfectly.
It was a win win situation for Tucker and Sky. She got her revenge and selling her artwork to Mary, meanwhile he got promoted to production manger, working his way to TV producer soon. The duo high fives at their success!
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Skylar’s career pretty much took off a lot further from that. She was already studying art, selling it and working at the bar with her co-workers. But since Mary loved her artwork so much and photography skills, Sky was able to get a lot more offers, putting her name out there for people to see.
Designing artwork, stylish decor for people when it came to working with Brad and Bonnie’s realtor jobs. And having her sketches be used for fashionable people in the New York industry.
It felt good, she felt like her job was being seen a lot more. Danny, Tucker and Riley even displayed her art pieces on the walls of offices, hallways, suggesting it to people they meet. Ben already had the artwork display around the bar since day one, since Skylar’s style was shown throughout The Bar when she just starting out working there.
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But the question some if you may be asking. Did Ben and Sky end up together afterwards? Short answer, yes.
Long answer, it took some time to find themselves stable enough to admit how much they still love each other. But when it did happen, the pair found themselves arguing on a Saturday afternoon getting ready to close up the empty bar…
The two were in the mist of an argument, screaming, shouting to the top of their lungs and going as far to point fingers at each other.
Ben slammed the chair onto the table and had a serious look on his face, “I can’t believe you! God you’re such a liar.”
“Me?! You couldn’t care to listen to everyone, stupid!” Sky shouted, wiping the whiteboard clean and searching for new markers.
“You knew that Riley and I weren’t gonna last! You stood there like an idiot.”
“Um hello?! Danny was always in the damn picture and clearly had the hots for her. You stood there like an idiot.”
“An idiot? Me?”
“Yeah! Too blind to see the signs, Ben. Hell even Riley didn’t notice, cause both of you were on separate planets.”
He walked over waving his hand and scoffed, “Funny. I didn’t know we were playing the blind game here. Who’s next? Oh yeah, you!”
“Me?!” She scoffed this time whipping her head towards the man, “I did nothing wrong here!”
“Oh really? Let me thing, Jonathan and Tad this! Jonathan and Tad that! What about me?”
“What about you?”
“Did you forget our little affair? All the hugs, morning kisses and secret fun! We had something going on!”
“Y-you still think about that? I thought..I thought you forgot about it.”
“No of course not! It was one of the best times of my life and we stopped because we had other people in mind. I love Riley and i fought my own damn brother to have her but then you were..you came along and i messed it up!”
“Well, you were all up in Riley-town, and I was wondering around Jona-city that we didn’t bother to continue it! You wanted her Ben…then you wanted another girl afterwards. You never know what you want!”
“Yeah right, you’re right I’m sorry. I don’t always know what I want, but when I have it..I tend to lose it. A lot! I lost Riley and screwed up. Every girl i mess up relationships with. I had an affair with you and decided to stop us from having fun. But you never know what you want either..”
She sighs, “Cause I um..I can’t choose my own way to which guy I want. I had it good with Jonathan then he dumped me and I screwed it up with Tad cause I kissed his twin brother by accident. I had it and I screwed up everything! I don’t think I can ever find a guy that can keep up with me and make it work with our lives.”
The room was silent for a moment as they looked at one another, not saying a word but their eyes said it all. Every moment shared between the mishaps to the arrangements made that lead them here.
“I guess..the only girl I’m destined to be with aside from Emma, is you.” Ben confessed with a chuckle.
She blushed and smiled, “Yeah? You mean that? Because if you don’t then we will have to start this argument all over again.”
“Yeah I mean it. I’m sorry, I never went with my gut feeling in the first place.”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t went straight to you about everything.”
Ben gently walked over to her and a sheepish smile, “How about we start over? Hi, I’m Ben and I think your really cute.”
“Oh my god.” She chuckled shaking her head, feeling silly.
“Come on try it! Go back to the way it was, with me.”
“The way it was. Hi I’m Skylar, do you have any idea if this bar is open?”
“Yeah I do and I know what are the specials this weekend.”
“What are the specials?”
Ben smile grew bigger by the second, leaning his head towards her face and placed a daring kiss on her lips. Skylar chuckles grew, resting her head against his forehead and returned the soft kiss. A hand wrapped around the other, with a gentle touch and whispering mumbling only about god know what.
It felt slow, knowledgeable and gentle. Like a rather passionate peck of sweet idiotic love.
He laughed, pulling her into his arms, stumbling his back against the wall and cupped her cheeks brushed against her lips against. Standing on her tippy toes, she laughed at the ridiculous jokes they made, cupping the back of neck as she placed a few smooches on him.
“Wait-wait are we really doing this? Like full on addressing this?” Sky asked with the biggest goofy grin.
“I think we are. Let’s grab a couple of beers and head over to the apartment.” Ben replies with a even bigger grin.
She grabbed his hand without a second later scurrying out the door as he rushed to grab the beer bottles and keys. The two stumbled upon the streets of New York, coming back to the apartment for quiet quality together with no interruptions, due to Bonnie watching Emma that afternoon. It also helped that Tucker was on a date, meanwhile Riley and Danny were hanging out together.
So in response, they were hushing and giggles along the way.
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As for marriage and family, they got accidentally hitched in Vegas—I mean what?! No, they didn’t!
Ok byeeee!
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He looks up grinning like a devil
your parents think their sweet catholic girl is in the city working as an assistant to big ceo but is she really?
(Sugardaddy!Harry × reader)
A/N- Idk where this came from lmao
[Warning- Smut, if you squint you will find the plot, slight voyeurism, oral (fem receiving), virgin reader, Harry being a dream ngl, daddy kink]
Masterlist
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You were skipping up the office stairs leading to the elevator, hands full of shopping bags and lunch from his favorite restaurant you picked up.
You hummed the song you were listening to in the car and greeted everyone back. To everyone, you were Harry's younger beautiful girlfriend or dumb arm candy, as some said, you didn't care. Everyone either wanted to be or have you, and it was thrilling.
You reached on Harry's floor and greeted his assistant, who was a sweet guy looking not much older than you.
You pushed opened the door to Harry's office and saw him typing away on his computer, his blazer thrown over the back of his office chair, his sleeves rolled up and glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.
You bite down on your lips to not whimper out loud, but the small sound you made got his attention. He smirked, looking up like the devil your parents warned you your whole life about.
Oh, your parents would have a heart attack if they knew.
He raked your whole body up and down. You were wearing the short, flowy red dress he loves. Your hair is half tied up by a ribbon with few in front framing your face and a simple cross laying between your breasts.
"What are you doing so far away babygirl?" Harry said, leaning back in the chair and spreading his thighs more, inviting you in.
You put down the shopping bags near the entrance and walked towards him with the food packets in hand.
"I brought your favorite food" you said, lifting the food packet in the air in front of Harry. He pulled you on his lap and put the food on the desk.
"Thank you so much love but I want to start with desert today" He said as his fingers found his way towards your dripping pussy.
"It will go cold-""I will order another one" He said while nipping on your neck and once his fingers found your clit you forgot about everything that wasn't him.
Harry gently picked you up, and your heel claded legs wrapped around his waist on instinct. He kept nipping on your neck as he put you down on the desk.
His hands worked skillfully as he took off your panties and slid down on his knees, leaving open mouth kisses all over you. You were gasping for air, but he didn't care. He loved it when you let out breathless whimpers.
It was a heavenly torture.
"Always so wet for me, aren't you baby?" He said cockily. He kissed your inner thighs and watched you squim with lust blown eyes.
His thick finger ran up and down your sodden folds while his other hand ran up your body and gripped your chin, keeping your eyes on his.
Keeping the eye contact on he leaned closer and kitten licked your pussy making you let out a small whimper. He grinned like a devil, looking up, and all the hell broke lose in the best way possible.
He sucked on your clit while his middle finger circled your entrance all while his eyes watched all your moves. Then suddenly he pushed whole finger in, in one go making you almost scream out.
"Mr. Styles the papers- Oh my god" You heard someone say behind you but you couldn't have cared less. The person yelled series of sorrys and ran out of the office as fast as they could and you knew you will be the talk of the whole office tomorrow.
You clenached around Harry's finger as he pushed another one in. He chuckled and pulled back from your swollen clit.
"Your virgin little pussy is gripping my fingers you tight. I can't even fathom about how my cock will feel" He said taking eyes off you and watched the mess you were making on his hand.
"You know how many times I have come at night thinking about fucking your brains out." He asked gripping your cheeks so hard they hollow up, your lips part but nothing except airy moans come out.
"You're a mess on my fingers babygirl what will you do if I take you right here? huh?" He said standing up to his full height in front of you and leaned down to capture your lips into a open mouth kiss.
"Good little Christian girl is sitting on a office desk getting finger fucked by her older sugar daddy. What will your parents think?" He shook his head, "Such a whore" He clicked his tongue mocking you.
Meanwhile your eyes were getting blurry and the coil in your stomach was inching to breaking point. It wasn't helping that his words, so sinful words were escalating it.
"Be a whore, my beautiful whore and come on my fingers. Come for daddy babygirl" He said as he increased the pace of his fingers, repeatedly hitting the spot inside you.
And then everything went white, you were floating away on the cloud, angels were singing, and you were in pure ecstasy.
Maybe this was the heaven your mother talked about.
You didn't realize you have lost your balance and was now laying on the cold glass desk of Harry. He pulled his fingers and thank god you were so out you and sucked them clean couldn't see it cause you would have jumped his bones.
After a few moments you came back to duller life and out of you colorful cloudy world.
"There she is. You okay babygirl?" Harry asked as his fingers rubbed circles around your knees in comforting way.
"Yeah" You said breathless, "Very tired" You added. Harry laughed and pulled you off the desk.
"C'mon let's take all this and go home." He said picking up all the bags and lunch and kissed your sweaty forehead.
You smiled and followed him out, and if you weren't so out of it, you would have realized he called his house home for the first time.
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Oh Baby, Baby! 4
It’s been a very long time but 🤭🤭🤭 here we go! Oh baby, part 4!
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Warnings: pregnancy
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Harry was absolutely insane.
Y/N was positive about that. She sat on the couch as she watched him bob about the kitchen, installing baby locks. Baby locks- and her bump was still little. Despite all of this, though, she found it stupidly attractive. His desire to be a dad, his dedication to the baby that was just a tiny little seed inside of her stomach, his already overprotective soul, it made her fall just a bit deeper.
The shift had been evident and obvious and neither of them had any awkwardness about it. It was no longer two best friends making a child- they were in it together. Harry was just as dedicated to Y/N as he was to their child. She had found that out relatively quickly. When they’d gone to the bar to meet up with their friends, Y/N and Harry both sipping on plain sodas as they caught up with people. He had gone to the bar to get her a bowl of cherries that she had been obviously craving since he had caught her looking at longingly in Sarah’s drink. He’d been approached by a very pretty girl that had her stomach twisting, seeing her place her hand on his arm which she had wanted to rip off violently. He had taken the slip of paper from her and nodded before heading back with the cherries he had paid a stupid amount for.
She had been quiet with his return, his heavy arm sloping around her shoulder like nothing had happened. He sunk back into his comfortable space, kissing the side of her head as she took one of the cherries to pop in her mouth. It felt bit hard to swallow when she did, the burning in her gut outweighing the sweetness of the cherry. Y/N hadn’t been able to hold back, turning to him after staying quiet for a bit.
“Are y’gonna go for it?” She asked,, trying to feign nonchalance. She had done a very poor job of it, though. Y/N was never one with believable poker faces. Harry could read her like a book.
“Who? Girl at the bar?” He asked with a quirked brow, shaking his head at her irritation when she nodded. Her slight pout and her irritated brows made him want to coo at her. She was so cute. “Why the hell would I do that when you’re right next to me? You’re the mother of my child. I dont need to look elsewhere. I adore you.” He turned her face, pinching her chin and pressing his lips to hers firmly for a chaste but loaded kiss. “Threw it in the trash on the way back. Told her I was an expecting father. Don’t need to go searching anywhere else.”
And that was that.
Now, doting dad and committed… boyfriend? Partner? Whatever their label was, he was exceedingly good at it. Phenomenal, really. He kept the fridge stocked with jars of the sweetened cherries and switched his cologne to a less spicy one because as much as she liked the other one, her pregnancy hormones absolutely could not stand it. He made sure to set up tea for her and get coffee if out because mournfully she was also sick whenever she smelled it. She was just hormonal and unhappy that someone else had hit on him.
Y/N had been grumpy lately. She didn’t mean to be, but with bouts of morning sickness and her breasts feeling a bit tender, a weird craving for fried chicken tenders with peanut butter, she felt irritated all the time. There wasn’t much anyone could do for that. That didn’t mean Harry deserved to be on the receiving end of her grumpiness, though. She felt a bit bad as she watched him walk back over to test out the locks, not seeming to be bothered by it visibly but… she knew he valued her a lot and the last thing she wanted was for him to think she was being mean in purpose.
Tears grew in her eyes, the sting making her even more upset. She kept fucking crying and she had been lucky to keep it from him this far, but it had only been a matter of time. A quiet sniffle was accompanied by rubbing over her eyes, not wanting tears to fall before she spoke. “I’m sorry, H.” She said, trying her best to keep her voice steady. Harry had quickly turned to look at her, concern etching over his features as he returned back to her side. “I shouldn’t have tried to start a fight. It’s not fair and you’re s-so lovely to me and I get scared you’re going to find someone who isn’t pregnant and whiny and eats weird things-“ she hiccuped, glassy eyes looking at his beautiful hands. It was hard to face him.
He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Y/N was full of emotion lately but Harry had thought he made it clear that he wasn’t ever going to leave. “Sweet girl… hey.” He grabbed her chin with his thumb, tilting her head up to meet his eyes. “I’m not upset. I didn’t even know you had seen that. I’d never do that. I don’t want to. What I want is right here.” He moved to cup her cheek, wiping away a tear that had fallen down her cheek. Her stuttered breathing had him squatting in front of her, getting them eye level. This needed to be cleared up.
As much as he had been thorough in telling her that she was his, he hadn’t been proper in his declaration of need for her. “Look at me.” His instruction got her to look right at his eyes, a harsh swallow taken as she held her breath. “There is no one else. Maybe it’s my fault for not being clear, but I’m yours. Your partner in all of this, if you’ll have me.” Gentle strokes of the damp skin and the shaky breath exhaled as she took another second to absorb his words. “We made a sweet little baby inside of you, we’ve bonded but… m’not just here for the baby. I’m here for you. You’re what I want, and I’m sorry that I haven’t outright said it yet. I thought you knew how much I utterly adore you.” He got on his knees between her legs, still able to look at her face on as he brought her face towards him.
Delicately, he kissed over her skin. Feather light, soft and breezy, he kissed her forehead, her nose, her eyelids as she closed them to feel his affection. He was so serious about her that it grounded her a bit. Finally letting her body unclench, leaning her face into the pecks when he finished off with her lips. “I adore you too.” She mumbled back, holding on to his wrists. “I’m sorry. I- I kind of knew but we never spoke about it and when I saw you talking to her my mind panicked a little bit.” It was silly of her. Harry was right in saying he had made it clear she was his- her still slightly over sensitive cunt was proof of that alone- but the lack of clarification had gotten to her.
“Don’t need an apology from you. I know that if I saw a man talking to you, flirting… handing you his number? I’d be very annoyed. Not at you, but.. the idea. It pisses me off and probably wasn’t fun for you to watch.” He sighed, pulling back slightly to stare at her. “M’here for you and little baby inside of you. You both are my world. And I don’t want you questioning it again. Alright?” He squeezed her cheeks slightly with his hands, making her laugh through the last of her emotional tears.
“Got it.” She sniffed, welcoming the kiss he paired it with. “I- I still don’t think we need baby locks yet.”
“S’called being proactive, my darling.” He chuckled against her mouth. “Keep up.”
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Harry’s hand was threaded through hers as they left the appointment. Y/N was happy that as she was in her second trimester, but even more so, she was amused at her boyfriends antics.
He was diligent and doting on her, more than he had ever been before. The friend she had before had erupted from his cocoon, showing her a new side to him that she hadn’t anticipated. Protective, present, and so damn affectionate. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her. It wasn’t just sexually, either. The man always had his hand on her, lips pressing against some part of her body, fingers tangled with hers. It was very new, but very welcomed.
“So… soon they’ll be able to hear.” Harry mumbled as they walked towards the car. “So we’re going to have to play them some good music. Got to be careful what my child consumes because I will not have a kid with bad music taste.” He gave Y/N a look. “No radio for right now. I’ve got playlists, going to get the family plan for Spotify or something and then y’can use that.”
Y/N laughed under her breath, approaching his black SUV with a shake of the head. “Harry, I adore you, but please.” She gave him a look. “They’re going to be perfect. With a father like you, there’s no damn way our child isn’t going to know the ups and downs of rock n’ roll history.” Harry was quick to open up the passenger side door, holding on to her hand as he helped her get into the seat. “Besides, it’s mainly my heartbeat they’ll hear. They won’t start hearing a lot of external noise until the end of this trimester.” He had been on the baby websites.
“I know that. But we have to be safe, don’t we?” He was deadly serious, too. “We don’t know the exact time they’ll be able to hear it so…” he shrugged, making sure she was buckled before closing the door. Harry was already an active parent and Y/N couldn't fault him for that.
When he was in his seat and buckled, his hand moved the car into gear before finding its new favorite spot on her thigh. It still gave her little butterflies to feel him touch her so intimately, so casually. These adjustments had made her exceptionally happier in the last few weeks.
“What did you want for lunch, petal?” He asked softly, the music playing lowly after Harry adjusted the playlist. “Is it still chicken tenders? Or are you wanting something else?” The cravings had varied lately. Harry was never sure what exactly to get her so he waited for explicit instructions so they didn’t waste time or money.
“Can I have Taco Bell?” She asked, fiddling with the rings on his fingers. “Want one of the freeze things and.. maybe we get the taco box? With all the tacos so we can have it for later too?” Her stomach was growling, in desperate need of some food. “Want some of the chips and cheese too. Maybe 2. Your child is making me stupidly hungry.” The grumble made him laugh. It was very much his fault, and he wouldn’t change it.
“Course we can. Tomorrow I’m going to the grocery so I can get us some good food at home. Strawberries and greens for your smoothies.” While Harry was never one to dictate how she ate, he did encourage her to eat healthy when possible. He would cook for them since they’d basically moved in together, but Y/N was feeling too lazy to cook most of the time.
“Hm. Yeah, I think that’s good. I’d like some crisps and stuff to make dip… maybe some rice. I’ve been craving baby carrots with ranch a few times but we didn’t have it.” It hadn’t been so much that she would ask him to go out and get it. She was still able to go but Harry did like to take care of her so far. It had been a bit of an adjustment but she was learning to love it. “Y’know, you’re spoiling me. Going to make a monster out of me. I’m liking this ‘having Harry go to the shops’ thing.” Her grin was wide as she looked over to him in time to see him fondly roll his eyes.
“Well… I’m going to take care of you. You’re my girl, you’re carrying my baby. I’ve always liked spoiling you. Just didn’t do it as much because it would have been a bit weird.” He admitted. The sun was high in the sky and the clouds fluffy and white. The air was warm enough for them to have the windows down a bit as they drove, and Harry really felt like his heart was full. Just getting to experience this and spoil Y/N the way he had always had a weird itch to do? It was fulfilling a spot in his chest that had been vacant for a while.
“That’s good then. I like being spoiled so I think this could work out.”
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“Harry!”
The call of his name from across the house had him jolting, running from the kitchen where he had been preparing their meal, up the steps and down the hall to their bedroom. You never yelled for him like that. His brain had been on auto pilot, running over as fast as he could in his socks- dangerous- to find Y/N standing with wide eyes as their folded laundry sat in sorted piles on the bed.
Her hands were over her bump, visible in the cornflower blue dress that hung over her form. Her eyes were wide as she turned to look at him, mouth open as he approached. His hands immediately grabbed her face, looking her over. “What? What’s wrong?” He pressed. “Baby- y’cant yell for me like that and not tell me. Is there something wrong?”
“No! I don’t- I don’t think so?” She squeaked. “I felt them move! Like… s’not a kick or anything but it felt real this time! Not just the flutters. It’s like… squirming?” Her eyes were wide as she looked down at her belly, the shock of truly feeling their baby moving around inside of her taking her for a ride. “I didn’t mean to worry you but I just- I panicked and was excited. I’m sorry.” The woman hadn’t meant to worry him too much.
Harry felt himself melt in both relief and happiness at the clarification. His heart rate could finally slow down. Perching himself on the end of the bed, he was mindful of the laundry piles as he pulled her body in between his legs. “I’m not angry, Angel. Not in the slightest. You just scared me. Thought something was wrong. M’much happier with this result.” Hands moved from her hips to over her forming bump, stroking over it tenderly.
She had told him about flutters recently, how they’d made her excited- but this was a very new and exciting development. “I didn’t want you to miss out.” She peeped, looking down at him. “In case you could feel something. I know you love them a lot already and I didn’t want to keep the first couple times.”
Harry was in love. He knew that before, but her little moment now had solidified it even more. His lips pressed over the clothed belly, tilting his head up to look at her with his eyes full of fondness. “Thank you. I researched it and I don’t think I’ll be able to feel much until the end of this trimester, but I love that you wanted to tell me.” The moment had been more than enough for him. “What did it feel like to you, though? Tell me.” Holding her body to him and his chin against the bump, he listened intently.
“It was like… I don’t know exactly. They were squirming and bumped into the side of the wall? It’s hard to explain. It freaked me out at first.” A breathy left slightly moved his face as it rested on the belly. “Because I sometimes forget that there’s a real human in there growing. It’s incredible, isn’t it?” She placed her hands over his. “Like a little flower. Planted the seed and now the sprout is growing a flower.”
“Hm. Little sprout? I like that.” He turned to whisper into her belly. “Do you like that, Sprout? S’a cute little name your Mumma and I can call you. We’re going to find out if you’re a girl or boy later on but… it’s better than calling you ‘baby’, hm?” Harry more than liked that. “Can choose to be whatever you’d like, but think you’re going to be stuck with the Sprout nickname forever. S’already stuck. You’re going to be married with children and I’ll be calling you it.” He joked, rubbing her hips as he looked back up at Y/N.
She was so beautiful. Sometimes it struck him in the chest, like right now, how lucky he was to have been given her by chance. She had suggested this and they hadn’t anticipated this sort of thing happening, but it was the best thing to ever happen to him. She had that pregnancy glow, the beam of her smile. No more morning sickness and instead getting to enjoy her bump for a while. The leg cramps hurt a bit, but she and Harry worked on it with the massagers and vitamins. She was truly thriving, and he was elated.
“You’re so lucky, Sprout. Me and you. We get your Mumma, and she’s the most perfect woman. You will be grateful when you come out to meet her.” He felt her gentle hands stroke through his messy hair as he continued to speak. “Hope you’re nice to her the rest of the time you’re sprouting. She’s giving you some good genetics to work with here. M’gonna have the prettiest babies with her.”
“Babies?” Y/N rose a brow. “Who said we are having more than this one?” Her heart beat a bit faster as it did sink in. He meant it. He wanted the long haul. It was so exciting, so comforting to know. Harry reminded her often how how much he adored her, how he was proud to be hers, but that confirmation made it feel way more real.
“Well.. s’your body, so you. But I’d like to be the one who gives you more babies if you decide that I can.” He blinked up at her. “I’m more than okay with one, if that’s all you’d like. But… I would definitely like some more if that’s something you’d offer.” Obviously he would never pressure her into anything she didn’t want, but it was something he had been envisioning.
A full house. A dog or two. A set dining room table and sports practices, plays, dance recitals. Siblings spats and groans when Harry would kiss her. Picnics and beach days where he would remind the children to walk, do not run to the water. Applying sunscreen to grumbling kids and holding Y/N’s hand through all of their firsts. Perhaps it was a big dream to ask to follow through, but it was something he desperately wanted.
“You’d really want that? We haven’t even had this one yet.” She asked softly, surprise evident in her tone. “You like them that much?”
“Love them. And you.” He looked up at her again, pulling his lips from her stomach, letting the words sit in the silence for a second. “Love you a lot, Y/N. You’re all I’ve ever wanted. Want to build a family with you, a home. Not just a house or a flat. Want to do it all with you. You’ve been my best friend for a long time but I love you a lot more than that. You’re the person I’ve always wanted to be with but didn’t particularly know it. Didn’t allow myself to think of it. Now that I have a chance, I’m taking it. Keeping it.” And her.
Eventually he would propose, but he didn’t want her to think it was just from the baby fever. He loved her wholly before this but it had grown and changed shape and color. She felt like gold. Bright, shiny, priceless. Better than anything else he had ever seen and she had him wrapped around her finger.
“I’d like that.” She caressed the tops of his cheeks with her knuckles. “You’re my best friend too… and- and I think that there’s no one better suited for the job as the father of my children than you. I’ve loved you for a long time and it’s changed the meaning, like you said but.. I like that idea.” Building a home and family with him. Something so perfect to them. It wouldn’t always be, but they’d love it despite the imperfections and hiccups. She knew his heart, and it was pure.
“But to be honest? To me, you’ve always felt like home.”
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The first steps:
"Come on, come on.....come to daddy bubba," Harry cooed, watching patiently for the gurgling baby to smoosh into his arms that were lovingly stretched out for him. "You know I love you," Harry pouted, "And I'll give you cookies." You giggled, flashing an illustrious smile at your husband and baby boy who were bonding over Harry pleading for Zander to take his first steps.
"Oh baby, he'll do it when he's ready," Harry looked over with his usual puppy dog pout, "Yeah, but I don't want to miss it." You rubbed Harry's back reassuringly. "I promise, Zander would want you to be there too."
Harry gave a goofy smile, before picking Zander up and settling him in his lap. "I need to see you growing up," He cooed to the emerald eyed baby whose Harry's genes dominated. "Your my little boy, and I'm your first best friend." Zander cooed, pressing his chubby cheeks to Harry's nose.
"Oh you want kisses now hm?" Harry peppered loud kisses on his baby's cheeks, finally catching a breath to give him a hug, gingerly rubbing his back. "Mm, you're too sweet."In that moment, you wished your cell phone was there to record the sweet moment between father and son.
Later, in the afternoon, You and Harry were positioned at the counter, preparing lunch. Harry being a goofball, was telling a silly story about Mitch while they were recording a new song in the studio. "Ha, Harry! Was Mitch okay? Did you help him up?" Harry nodded, a cheeky smile trespassing across his face. You had noticed that Harry had stopped smiling, was completely turned around staring in awe at something he spotted from his periphery.
He dashed over to Zander; arms retraced in their stretched out position ready for his collapse. It was only once you turned around, that you realized Zander was taking his first steps. You shuffled out your cell phone and hurriedly recorded his first steps as he finally collapsed into Harry's arms. "YOU DID IT!" He cheered, "My baby boy took his first steps! Oh I'm so proud of you!" The father smothered Zander's face in soundly kisses, making sure not to miss an inch of unkissed skin where he didn't send a loud puckering smooch.
"Harry, you're gonna make his little cheeks all red," You laughed, "I know but he finally did it! He walked babe!"
You stepped closer, showing him the video of the precious moment you were fortunate enough to catch on camera. "Our little boy is growing up,"
"Aw, don't remind me." Harry cooed sadly, looking at the baby who was perched in his protective arms. "He'll always be my baby boy."
And you had to agree with that.
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baby duck. [blurb.]
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event | june '23 ari-themed blurb night
summary | ari's little ducky needs help drying off.
pairing | daddy!ari levinson x little!reader
warnings | sfw regression (daddy!ari and little!reader), just so fluffy :'))
word count | 398
requested by @buckyshbic | Daddy! Ari x Little!Reader with the pet name “Ducky”?? I’m thinking soft everything all the time. Sundresses and a million blankets and the best bubble baths with gentle Daddy 💕
an | aww hehe i love this request thanks for sending it in bby!!! i just love the idea of ari's little sweetheart in a cute little sundress, him calling her ducky, wrapping her up in a little towel when she gets all wet from splashing around in the rain :''') i hope you enjoy this sweet little blurb, friend!!!!
"Oh my goodness," Ari chuckles, crouching down before you as you stand on the rug in the entryway. "My silly little ducky, what happened to you? You're all wet, sweetheart." He can't help but smile at you lovingly as you grin so sweetly back at him, your hair dripping a bit from your mini adventure into the rain.
"Raining outside, Daddy," you giggle as your bare toes wiggle against the soft, fuzzy rug beneath you. "Was cold out there, can't have a picnic today," you inform him with a slight frown.
"I guess not, huh?" your daddy coos softly as he continues to smile at you. With the big, fluffy towel he grabbed from the hall closet, he gently reaches out and starts patting you dry. "Your new sundress got all wet, baby duck. We'll have to hang it up and let it dry," he laughs gently. You twist and wiggle happily as he wraps the towel around you, trying to help you dry off. "You're so silly, sweetie. Does that feel nice?"
You nod as your smile grows wider. "Fluffy, Daddy!" you beam as he brings the towel up to rub against your head gently. "Can I wear my sundress when it's sunny out again? Please, Daddy?" you ask with big, hopeful eyes.
Ari plants a kiss on your nose as he nods, "Of course you can, sweet girl. You look so darling in your new dress; Daddy can't wait to take you out when it's nice and sunny for that picnic I promised you." Noticing your shivering, he helps you begin to strip down right there in the front entryway, hoping that getting the damp garment off of you will help you warm up. "Shhh baby, you're okay," your daddy murmurs as he wraps the soft towel around your trembling form, collecting the soaked dress and bringing it over to the railing of the staircase to dry. "What do you think, little ducky?" he asks as he returns to you, lifting you up in his arms as he sneaks in another kiss on your cheek. "Would a nice, soothing bath help you warm up?"
Your face lights up at the offer of a bath. You nod eagerly as Ari grins at your enthusiastic response. "Alright, little one," he cheers as he carries you down the hall toward the bathroom. "Bath time for baby duck it is!"
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Not my first thought seeing this picture being “one night in Moracco” reader x rafe x jj 😂💀
#she can't be tamed#I'm a sloot 4 real#rafey daddy#jj baby ugh#rafe cameron smut one shot#jj maybank smut one shot
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Okay, but does Donatello have a baby daddy headcannon 👉🏾👈🏾
Nerdy “Dilf” Donnie 😩💕+ baby daddy Donnie
Nerdy!Donnie who’s now in his late 40’s with a pair of twins who he nicknamed “Atom” and “Molecule” because they are identical and the nicknames are frickin’ cute.
Sometimes he forgets he has a set of twins- so when he calls for one and the other follows, he’ll look up for a moment from his desk and blink from confusion because he’s reminded he has TWINS.
Nerdy!Donnie has bags under his eyes due to so much pressure and studies that he doesn’t hear his lab door open until four pairs of little feet follow up right up to his chair, and four pairs of little hands tugging on his white lab coat.
Dad? They say almost in sync. It makes his heart Welch.
Donnie rocks them in his arms with a smile that slowly makes its ways across his face, reassuring the two toddlers he’s fine. He even kisses their chubby cheeks each before standing up from his chair and heading to the door so he’ll put them to bed.
Now… Tired, soft dom Donnie.
Instant panty dropper when he does this: “slowly takes of his glasses” shit. It means he knows that you did something that you know you was not supposed to do, so now he’s gonna overstimulate you.
Tired sex with Donnie makes my coochie flutter 😩
I can just imagine him just lazily rocking his hips into your cunt, his nose snuggled into the crevice of your warm neck as he slurs about how much of an whore you are f’ him. Swearsssssss he could feel your little heart beat more with each pump into your needy cunt, praying to the heavens that he doesn’t just mound you and put a baby into your pussy right then and there.
“Dove please…M’ so tired but your pussy keeps gripping me f-fughk..” Well Donnie? It’s not our fault is it? Stop working on your lab shit and baby your wife.
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He Who Picks Up His Son When He Falls
A One-Shot from an AU where Kai and Oogway were never ambushed and Kai actually had time to settle down and have a family. Oogway realizes what kind of a father Kai is, and more importantly, why young children are called 'toddlers'.
It was a gorgeous Spring afternoon, the perfect afternoon to have tea out in one of the courtyards of your brother-in-arms and co-warlord's vast estate, Oogway thought; Kai, on the other hand, saw it as a nice opportunity to sharpen his skills with a bo staff, and a secondary one to take a short reprieve from the rowdy bunch of calves he had spawned- demons, Oogway liked to call them, though affectionately, for all of them were as dear to him as if they were his own; Still, there was no doubt that their mother and the nannies would have their hands full with them today.
It had been a fine afternoon well spent. Now it was winding down. Kai and Oogway were just talking, Kai holding his staff on his shoulders with his wrists. Oogway took a sip of his tea- and then noticed a flash of movement in the corner of his eye. He glanced over and saw one of Kai's calves- an escapee- toddling clumsily along, little hooves stumbling on the courtyard stones. Inevitably the little one tripped and landed on his chin.
The calf's chubby face flushed, eyes welling with tears. Tiny sobs started breaking and building. Oogway spat out his tea and prepared to get up to help him. Kai saw Oogway start, paused, and then turned, catching sight of his son on the ground.
But instead of helping, as anyone would expect of a half-way decent father, Kai tossed his head back and laughed boisterously at his son's misfortune. Oogway wanted to scold Kai for it, and was indeed about to- but then Kai put down his staff, went over, chuckling to himself, and stood the calf back up on his hooves. The calf sniffled, and Kai bent down to his level, wiping his eyes clean with his thumbs.
"Shh, shh," Kai murmured, "it's ok. No crying. You're not hurt. It's ok. You're tough."
He turned his son around and gently nudged him away. "Walk it off, back to your mother. There you go. Atta boy."
The calf continued to sniffle, but was already walking again with a more steady gait than before, little chin held just a little higher, and the tears had stopped. Kai nodded with an approving grunt and picked up his staff again along with the tail end of their conversation. Oogway's anger vanished in an instant. He poured himself another cup of tea, smiling.
"You'd think the son of the Maker of Widows would have learned to walk by now," Oogway said. "He has big hoofprints to fill, after all."
Kai snorted in amusement. "He does, but that won't be happening anytime soon, if he keeps tripping and landing on his face." Kai chuckled. "That's just the third time today."
"Well, at least he'll have the assurance that his father will always pick him up when he falls."
The edges of Kai's ears flushed, and his muzzle turned a slightly darker shade. He looked away.
"For now, until he learns to stand and walk on his own."
"And he will," Oogway said.
Kai smiled again, chest swelling with pride. "And then, maybe, he'll be able to fill in these hoofprints and collecting names for himself, like his father."
Oogway laughed. "Here's a start: Chaoxiang, Who Falls Flat On His Face."
"Hey, that's my son you're talking about. Only I'm allowed to make fun of him."
"And only I'm allowed to make fun of you, Cleaner of Snotty Noses."
"That's it: go pick up another staff. I'm going to beat your ass."
Oogway smiled and placed his cup down. "You can certainly try, He Who Laughs When His Son Falls."
#Yes this is entirely self indulgent the baby fever hit me hard today I needed some Daddy!Kai fluff#ft. godfather Oogway#kung fu panda#kfp3#kfp au#kung fu panda au#drabble#one shot#fluff#kfp kai#general kai#mortal kai#young oogway#general oogway#fanfic#what could have been
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It's 2 am but I saw someone else's post featuring a screenshoot from this scene and I just couldn't help but get more pics myself (instead of sleeping, lol) - also yeah most look almost the same but they have slight differences or are less blurry
ps: someone please take an hq screenshoot of this scene LOOK AT HIM I'd draw the hell out of him if only I could at least see his lips and eyes properly 😭
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The best night of my life!
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Familiarity
in which you and Harry have a strange relationship...
Sugar Daddy!Harry Styles × Sugar Baby!Reader
[Warning- Angst, Little fluff, children, sadness, Harry being filthy rich]
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You were painting your nails when you heard the knock on the door. You got up from the floor fanning your hands in the air to dry down the nails.
You opened the door and there he was the same old man who visits you every weekend. Alberto, his name, you got to know after a few weeks in.
He hands you a new bag full of brand new clothes like every weekend, you take them with a smile and close the door as he starts ascending down the stairs.
You set the bag down on the floor where you were sitting previously when your phone buzzed. You picked it up from the floor and looked at the text sent by him.
Be ready at 5.
That was all it was, always. He was never the man of many words you got to know. You sighed as you took out the outfit he sent you this time.
It was an oversized sweater and a plaid skirt. This weirded you out at first. You expected a sexy lingerie or dress at first, but he never sent you anything like that. It was always casual outfits like this.
The clock stared back at you. It was 3 already, and if you didn't want to be late, you had to get up and get ready.
You had whole weeks to yourself but weekends you had to day how he wanted you to, every single step. He gave you shampoo, to body wash, skincare everything and that only reserved for weekends. Yes, if you liked something you could use it everyday and he paid for everything and even more.
He was sort of like your sugar daddy, well who were you kidding you did found him on sugar daddy website. Well not you technically, it was your best friend, Taylor. She was the one who suggested you go on the website when you were struggling to pay for your college, she was also the one who found him.
You couldn't even say no when you saw him. Those beautiful eyes held so much familiarity that you just couldn't.
He pays for you everything, from college to your groceries, everything anything. In return, you just had to play dress up and go on a date with him, not even sex which you were mentally prepared for, well sort of.
You got on with your usual routine of showering, washing your hair, putting on moisturizer, sunscreen, and then getting started with the same makeup you always did on weekends for him. Simple makeup, no foundation, and a bold red lip.
Soon enough, it was 5, and Alberto was on your doorstep, ready to take you with him. You got in the car. Very luxury car, something you only saw in your dreams.
Your heart was racing, even though it was a deal which you have been doing for the past 7 months you didn't know when it became more than that.
I mean, can you blame the girl for falling for a tall, hot, rich, generous man? with eyes like his? you were bound to.
Car stopped, and so did you thoughts. Alberto stood with open door, you got out and saw what was a small restaurant nothing fancy but not bad, it looked cozy.
You walked inside and saw it was empty, all the chairs were made but not a single person was there not even staff, from what you could see and guess with your intuition of knowing him for past 7 months, there was not more than 3 to 4 staff inside.
There, he was sitting on the bar stool, the lights from the small bar illuminating his side profile. His messy hair fell on his face just right, his ring cladded fingers holding the whiskey glass. He was dressed in nothing fancy himself, a simple orange sweater, and blue jeans.
You slid in beside him, catching his attention. His face lit up in a smile, and you just melted.
"You're here" He said, breathing out looking at you up and down. Your cheeks turned flaming red under gaze, "You look beautiful" He said, looking up into your eyes.
"Thank you" You mumble out. You didn't know why you felt this shy. You should be used to it by now, but his charm, his face, his hair, everything just made you fall and fall deeper.
You guys talked like you do, him telling you all about his week from his hectic work, the meetings, the annoying investors, to his daughter going through her runner phase.
Oh yes, he has a daughter, Aira who is 7 and going through her runner phase. She runs anywhere and everywhere whenever she gets a chance.
He shows you the pic of her showing off the teeth she lost yesterday, and you smiled. She had his eyes and curls and was an adorable child. He always kept you updated on her every single detail about her, and it never felt odd. Which you should have cause she was a stranger's child, to be honest, but she felt like your own.
It was late when you stumbled out of the bar with him. His arms around your torso holding you so you wouldn't fall down on your face.
You squealed when he picked you up in a swing, followed by a hearty laugh, which made him laugh also.
It felt like this had been happening for so long, not just 7 months or so but forever. It was as if he had been picking you up like this for years, but it wasn't. Was it?
It further got proven when he called you the name he always does, "Cherry". It would've been cute if you would've fed into your delusions and thought it was a nickname he gave you, but no.
The contract, the talk, you weren't here on a real date with him no, you were playing a part. You were not you but Cherry, his first love the one he couldn't have.
He slid in beside you, his arms around your shoulders. You put your head on his and closed your eyes. You wanted to sleep, fall into a deep slumber with his smell all around you forgetting who and what you were here for just him and him only.
So, you did. You fell asleep.
Harry smiled when he saw you fell asleep on his shoulder. It was your usual habit, every car ride no matter how long or short you fall asleep.
He sighed as he pushed some hair away from your face, your cheeks still red from all the booze, you were never one to hold liquor.
It was a sweet torture for him, this whole thing, this whole persona, yours and his both.
Alberto stopped the car in front of your apartment complex that was also chosen by him. He got out first carefully not to wake you up and rounded around to your side and picked you up to start to walk towards your apartment.
The familiarity of those steps always made him tear up, can't blame a guy for being emotional, right?
The routine had become so usual for him that he could do it with his eyes closed.
So, he opened the door, walked towards your room, and set you down on the bed. He took off your shoes and jewelries he knew you don't wear every day and set them on your nightstand.
Taking off his sweater, he walked out of the room to get some water when he heard the sound. He looked down and saw the cat circling around his legs purring.
"Yes Evie, still doing your witchcraft, huh?" He said, chuckling. He sat down and gave her all the belly rubs and scratches, "You being a good girl for Mama? I know you are" He said, kissing her forehead and getting up.
He took out the cold water bottle from the fridge, knowing you would have a headache in the morning.
He set everything on the nightstand and then slid in beside you. You smell engulfed him, and he melted into the bed.
For the first hour, he just watched you sleep. Was it creepy? totally, but he couldn't help it. He never could.
His phone buzzed, taking him out of the trance. He smiled when he saw the selfie Aira had sent him with her gummy smile.
Grandma made me pancakes for dinner.
How much did you bribe her darling?
I didn't! She loves me
That is true. Still
When you will be back Dada?
On Monday morning love
Okay
He heard the voice note say. She still couldn't type properly, but god did she sent him voicenotes.
Are you with Mama?
His heart stopped for a second as he looked over at you sleeping beside him. It was a difficult situation. It was difficult for an adult while she was just a kid. He couldn't even think how she was coping.
Yes my love.
Tell her I love her and miss her.
I will. Now go to sleep or I will sell all your toys.
He chuckled when a shrill No came in the reply. He put the phone down and shifted closer to you and brought you into his arms, and as always, you fitted right into it.
He kissed your forehead and closed his eyes, "One day Cherry. One day you will remember me"
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Oh Baby, Baby III
Year later… oopsies. Here is oh Baby Baby part 3!!! I hope you enjoy it.
Warnings/ smut, breeding kink, lactation kink, tall of pregnancy and doctors, etc.
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They’d done it.
After two ovulation cycles and days worth of trying, they’d finally done it. Y/N had noticed a bit of a change in herself, how she was having fits of nausea and how she was feeling a bit more sensitive then usual and decided that maybe it was time for her to take a test.
They bought a few to keep in the bathroom and that morning she had peed on the stick while Harry was cooking breakfast, she let the test sit hidden in the drawer because she didn’t want him to know she took it, and waited till he left to see the result.
It was positive. She was pregnant. At first she didn’t really believe it, so she waited till she needed to pee again to check and it came out positive again. Y/N was in tears, rubbing her now small tummy with a smile on her face. Soon she’d have a little piece of her and Harry that she’d wanted this whole time.
After thinking about how she would tell Harry, she decided to go searching for a little toy bunny, wanting to put it in the oven along with the tests. She couldn’t wait to find out, to see his reaction. They’d been waiting for this moment for so long.
He was hoping that she would be pregnant soon. The more they tried, the more excited he got for an actual little one. They looked at parenting blogs together at night. Y/N has become a staple in his bedroom with the bigger bed, walking around in his shirts. It was oddly domestic already, and he has a feeling that perhaps he was in trouble.
He adored Y/N before but now she was even more precious to him. He wanted her to be comfortable and pregnant soon. Wanted to know he was a father as soon as possible. That was a goal of his. Not that the sex wasn’t incredible. It was.
Mind blowing, fantastic, even more so because they shared a common goal. He was in his prime.
She was sweet to him, and gave him affection and it had changed their friendship. Sure they were goofy and stuff but... there was a shift. Neither of them talked about it though.
“Y/N, babe. You okay?” She seemed antsy this morning. He’d made breakfast and went to the bedroom to change, coming back to her sitting on the counter twiddling her thumbs.
“Yeah, I’m alright.” She let out a little yawn, “I’m gonna do some groceries today, but... think I’m just going to chill out.” Y/N explained, laying back down comfortably on his bed. They’d really just been staying in his room, it’s been a while since she’d ever touched her room. Thankfully, she’d hidden the test there so he wouldn’t find them too early. She still had to make sure.
“When are you gonna be home?” Y/N asked, admiring him as he fixed his hair in the mirror. She wanted to think of what they’d have for dinner, something easy and simple. She had a feeling that she would have a hard time keeping it in, she was already wanting to blurt it out.
Y/N wondered if things would change now that she was pregnant, wondered if he would still wanna have sex if they ever got horny of if he’d still cuddle her and kiss her in bed. She had yet to kiss him in any other situation, only when they were getting intimate. She’d had to stop herself plenty of times though.
“Around 4, I think? We’re doing a bit of writing and meeting with someone. I’ll hurry up though cause I know you wanted to get frozen yogurt tonight.” She has been wanting it for a bit but Harry hasn’t been able to get out to grab it for them, so they’d planned on going out later to get some together. A nice outing.
“Are you going to cook or did you want me to grab some dinner?” He asked as he turned around, buttoning up his cowboy themed embroidered shirt.
It never got old, seeing her laying on his bed and in his clothes. They’d had great sex last night, but still he felt locked and loaded. If she wanted sex he would drop anything for it. Maybe he was pussy whipped? It didn’t matter to him though. He just wanted it.
“Okay, just keep me updated and grab whatever you’d like for dinner, babe.” Y/N nodded, planning in her head. “Text me a list of things you want me to get at the store, yeah? Be safe. Love ya.” She got up to give him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before she sent him on his merry way. It felt incredibly domestic, but she was okay with that.
Once he left it was go time, deciding she needed to get a plan in action. She was so excited about telling him that she was nervous, she’d just kept it from him and that was hard enough but, she needed to figure out a way to make it as inconspicuous as possible. Yes she wanted frozen yogurt but this was more important.
It felt like things were falling into place though. She knew realistically she couldn’t have been all that pregnant, but she had to make a doctors appointment and get all that sorted. She checked Harry’s schedule and booked an appointment for a day they were both free. It was happening.
Harry worked and texted her about his clementine wants, waiting eagerly to get home to see Y/N. It had been like this for a bit now. He couldn’t wait to get home to Y/N for their tome to hang out and cuddle and kiss and then fuck. It was one of the most fun times of his life if he was being honest.
He grabbed pizza and salad on the way home from work, making his way up the stairs with a spring in his step. He missed her quite a bit. It was odd, the shift in their relationship. Always had been attached at the hip, but even more so now. It was great though. He didn’t regret a thing.
“Honey, I’m home!” He joked, kicking the door closed behind him. Coming to see her every day was a relief on his soul. Harry wasn’t an overly anxious person normally, but any stress he had melted when he walked in and felt her.
Y/N has set everything up, feeling herself getting all anxious as the clock came closer and closer to hitting 4. She’d spent the whole day feeling all giddy, that bubbly feeling in her stomach while she wondered if she should film his reaction or if she should just keep it between them. It was the little things that she thought would make one hell of a difference in the long run.
When she heard him bust through the door she smiled, letting out a little chuckle. “Hi, Angel boy, how are ya?” She asked, noticing the pizza box. Y/N was wondering if she should tell him now or later, feeling like she wouldn’t be able to keep it in for much longer.
She set up her phone secretly next to the jar of flower and hit record, going to give him a hug and help him put the food down. “How was the writing session?” She asked, wanting to keep the conversation normal.
“S’good! You know how they go. Same old same old. Got a few choruses done.” He murmured, placing the pizza box down. For some reason she seemed off. Not in a bad way but, different. He was confused as to why but he squinted his eyes at her a bit, watching carefully. Hm. What was she up to?
“What are you up to, babe?” He asked, approaching further and holding on to her waist. His fingers wiggled a bit against the warmth of her body, tickling her sides. “You seem a bit different.”
He was just like that with her. He could tell the differences in her and the behavior she showed very easily. They hadn’t been best friends since birth without reason.
“Ah! There’s that smile. What’s goin’ on. Did that copyright deal go through?”
Y/N couldn’t stop giggling, shaking her head as she tried to get him to stop. “Harry!” She squealed, “I’m okay I— stop!” Y/N whined, pushing at his arms to get him to stop. It was now it never. She realized that she couldn’t keep anything from him and well, she wanted to celebrate with him.
“Yes, it went through but, could you check the oven for me?” Y/N asked, looking up at him as if she was simply just asking him to do something for her. His confused expression had her laughing a bit, “go on, check it.” She spoke, nodding towards the oven.
Inside was a little bunny stuffed animal holding her two positive pregnancy tests. She decided that since he often called her bunny she decided use the play on words of, bunNY in the oven. Hopefully if he didn’t understand, the test would give him a clue.
He furrowed his brows but nodded. Did she make cookies or something for him? That would be amazing.
He opened it and was confused. Why the fuck was there a stuffed bunny in the oven. But it was holding something. Looking at her with curious eyes, he reached inside to pull it out. His heart nearly stopped as he realized just what the rabbit was holding.
He choked slightly, looking closer to make sure they said what he thought they said. Positive. Two positive tests in the stuffed bunnies hands. Turning to look at her with wide green eyes, he looked between her and the rabbits hands over and over again.
“Are you kidding?” He asked slowly. “This isn’t a joke, right? Cause if I cry over a joke, I’ll be mad.” He felt his eyes burn. Was he going to be a dad? He needed to hear it from her mouth. Her confirmafion.
Y/N made sure that he was in frame before her looked in, standing there watching him with her hands covering her mouth. The look on his face was priceless, tears pricking are her own eyes as he took out the bunny and the tests and started putting the pieces together.
“I’m not joking.” Y/N said honestly, letting out a little laugh because she couldn’t hold it in anymore. It was hitting her that she and Harry were going to be parents. “I found out this morning, but I wanted to tell you in a cute way.” She felt the tears threatening to fall so she let them.
Of course she’d expected to get emotional about this, but not like this. She thought that she’d be emotional because she was finally having a baby, finally going to fulfill her dream of being a mom, but she was more emotional because she would be doing those things with harry.
“Baby?” His lip trembled as he put the bunny and tears down and immediately scooped her up. He hugged tightly, kissing whatever skin he could get to. He was quieter than he had expected, but he also hadn’t expected himself to cry so much because of it.
Letting her go, he got to his knees and picked up the shirt, hiding himself under it and whispering to the baby. It wasn’t a bump yet but Harry was goinf to protect her and her tummy like no ones business.
“Hi, my baby.” He kissed over the skin, feeling Y/N pull the shirt up for him so he could breathe better. “Hello in there. Daddy is so happy you’re here, yeah? We love you so very much.” He rubbed his cheek against her skin, holding her hip in place and the other hand tracing on her tummy.
“The most loved and spoiled baby in the universe. Gonna have all the love and care you could possibly get. Yeah? Mummy is so happy too, I know she is.” He pressed tender kisses to her stomach all over, feeling her hand massaging his hair.
“Yeah.” Y/N let out a tearful giggle, nodding her head as she immediately wrapped her arms around him and gripped him tight. She swore she was the happiest girl in the world. This was certainly the best day of her life, she’d never forget this moment and lucky for her she had captured the whole thing.
When he got on his knees and let himself under the shirt she left herself let out another little happy sob, smiling because she knew exactly what he was doing. She’d done the same thing earlier in the bathroom. Y/N looked down at him with the happiest look on her face, her hand gently combing through his hair to comfort him.
They were doing this together. She’d never have it any other way. Y/N couldn’t imagine anyone else who would be better, she was confident this was the right choice. She knew then that she was in love with Harry, more than a friend. He was the father of her child and the man that made her the happiest.
When he came back up she hugged him tightly again, nuzzling her face against his chest and just swaying their bodies peacefully. “I’m so happy.” She breathed out, sniffling a bit.
“I don’t even know how to describe it:” he knew they’d been trying but it seemed so distant. Now that they had what they wanted, he was the happiest man on earth and that was it. He didn’t need anything but his baby and Y/N and that’s the truth.
“Got so much to do. Gotta make appointments and go shopping and get you more vitamins...” he breathed. “Fuck, I should have gotten you more protein besides pizza. M’sorry, Bunny.” He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. He was so happy.
“I’m unsure how to express how happy I am besides with crying and kisses.” He sniffled with a watery giggle, cupping her face in his hands and wiping her own wetness from her cheeks before he kissed all over her soft face and ending it with a bit of a steamier kiss to her mouth.
“I know H, but we have time.” Y/N spoke with a hum, “made an appointment for Monday with my obgyn... I made sure your schedule was clear. I also looked up the vitamins and have them on auto ship every month. And I bought a bunch of food at the grocery store so... pizza is perfect.” She had a lot of time on her hands today.
What she wasn’t expecting was to receive a kiss on the mouth. Y/N wasn’t complaining though, his kisses had become one of her favorite things if not the favorite and she’d happily take them whenever she could get. “‘s okay, I know how you feel.” She cooed, sniffling a bit herself.
That last kiss did have her heart rate picking up as flutters erupted in her belly. Y/N happily gave him the same energy back, hands traveling up his arms. She loved this. She loved him. Y/N let out a little moan against his lips, not expecting to get so turned on. They didn’t need to try anymore, but he still managed to get her going.
She was wearing little shorts and a shirt. He wanted her. It was sudden but his emotions were hard and hot and he wanted her so badly, he kissed harder and grabbed her ass in his hands, motioning for her to jump up into his arms. Yes.
“Shhh, sh. Let me.” he grabbed the fabric and shuffled them as he put her on the counter, letting them get down far enough so he could get his hand in there and rub over her cunt.
“So sexy, givin’ me what we need. My good girl.” He was high on emotion and need and happiness. Who could blame him for it? He needed Y/N and her pussy and he couldn’t stop it. Her gasp was loud but he didn’t care. All he cared about was showing her how much he appreciated her and how she was going to be treated with him. She was going to love it.
“Jus’ let me play. You did such a good job, growin’ my baby in there. My good girl. Givin’ me everything I want, have a perfect mouth and pussy, just.. fuck.” She was easily wet with his fingers rubbing her clit and through her slit. He loved her.
Y/N let out a loud whine, jumping up when he tugged upward and wrapped her legs around his hips. It was definitely unexpected but certainly welcomed, especially with how excited and happy she was to know they’d finally done it. His reaction to it just made her even more emotional and then that kiss? He could take her now if he wanted.
She had started kissing at his neck, nipping and biting here and there. It was then that Y/N remember her phone was still recording all of this and what had originally started as a sweet video was now turning into a sex tape but she didn’t care. She’d crop the two videos later. Now was her time to enjoy.
“Fuck Daddy...” She breathed out, feeling herself throb against his fingers. Y/N was wet already but in all honesty, when was she never not wet when around Harry? The realization that she loved him just made her even more reactive, whines and whimpers escaping her as she continued on with her steamy kisses.
“Mm, yeah. I need you. So badly.” He knew he had been inside of here just mere hours ago. But he had found that her cunt was addicting and he wasn’t ever getting tired of it.
Moving her pants down with his free hand, he moved them so they were thrown to the ground. No panties? It’s like she knew that Harry was going to fuck her as soon as he came home.
“Cmon. Need to be careful with you.” He picked her up and carried her to the bed. “Can’t fuck you on the counter right now, as much as I want to my sweet girl. Have t’be safe.” He placed her in the bed, tossing his belt to the side. She looked beautiful. Bare on the bottom, mouth swollen and wet just like her cunt.
“How do you want me to have you, hm? On your back? Want to ride me? Or do you want to go on your knees for me first.” He had found she had quite liked that.
Y/N let out a happy sigh, glad he wasn’t going to tease her because she just needed him now. “Can I ride you? Please...” She had been thinking about it all day. He was always the one to fuck her and she loved it, but lord knows she could give him one hell of an orgasm while being on top.
She had reached out to pull his pants off, allowing him to unbutton his shirt while she pulled hers off. Once he was on the bed she wasted no time in climbing on top of him, cupping his jaw in her hands while she kissed him passionately. She let her hips roll over him a few times, letting out a pleased moan. “I need you so bad..” Y/N whimpered, moving her hand to guide him into her.
Having sex while your pregnant is certainly the safest sex you can have. There is no way to hurt the baby so long as you don't go crazy, no way to get pregnant again, and naturally you’re more sensitive and hormonal. Y/N especially felt it in her nipples, even her shirt rubbing on them felt tender.
“I know you do, my sweet girl. God…” he groaned. Everything about her right now was his absolute dream. His best friend, his favorite person in the world, was giving him a damn baby. A child just for them. Harry wanted to be a father more than anything and now he got to do that, all thanks to her. “Have so much to thank you for. So fucking gorgeous… full of my baby, thank you.” He nuzzled into her breasts. “Gave me the greatest gift anyone could ask for.”
Harry was truly grateful for her. When this idea had just been a concept he had worried it would strain their bond but if anything? It’s brought them closer in more ways than anyone would ever be able to believe.
She was the perfect mother for his child. Kind, intelligent, strong, creative… everything he could ask for in a partner to raise a child. This mind blowing sex was only an added bonus.
“Can't wait until you’re fully swollen with our baby, darling. Until you’re so sensitive you’re begging for my cock… mm, I’m not going to be able to keep my hands off of you, am I?” A rhetorical question because there was no way in hell he could. His hands ran over her hips and settled one over her stomach. It wasn’t extended by much yet but it was firmer than normal, the observation felt straight in his cock as she sat on top of him. Stuffed full of him, enjoying the delicious stretch in her walls.
Harry enjoyed watching her head roll back and her hands grab on to her breasts, his mouth watering when he realized just how fucking perfect they were. How soon, they’d be full of milk. How he could take full advantage of that. It was definitely a more taboo want other his, but sitting up and taking one of her nipples into his mouth had him confirming he couldn’t fucking wait.
“Fuck.” He groaned against the spit sticky skin, tongue lapping over the swollen nipple. Her hips rolled and squeezed around him causing the both of them to moan. One hand steadied her hip while the other held the breast he hadn’t tended to yet, making sure she didn’t feel lonely. “Can't wait for you to be full of milk… n’let me fix it all. Want to taste it all over my tongue, pretty girl. Always want that.”
Y/N didn’t expect that to fall from his mouth right now, but it fed into her own desires. Another slow roll of her hips, cock clenched hard inside the slicked up cunt, she felt incredible. Her best friend, father of her child and completely and utter sex match talking about taking a taste of her in a brand new way… She couldn’t ask for more.
“Mhm… can have whatever you want. Anything you want, your mouth feels so good. Going to take such good care of me and our baby, won’t you?” Her hands threaded through his silky locks, pulling his face back to her chest and giving a breathy sigh of pleasure as her nipple was taken back into his mouth.
He moaned into the skin while flicking his tongue back and forth against the bud that would eventually produce it. Knowing she was seriously pregnant now lit up a fire inside of him. A primal one that called to the most deprived human nature there was. In his mind, he was going insane knowing people would see her and know she was taken by someone. Eventually they’d know it was him, and know she was satisfied and full of his child. No one else’s.
“I’ll take care of your every need. You and my baby… fuck, I have to.” He flipped them over again, pulling her legs back around his hips. “I’ll let you finish on top, Angel. But I need to take it for a bit.” Harry’s green eyes flashed darkly as he connected their lips, pulling his hips back and began to fuck into her. It wasn’t fast, no. It was deep. So fucking deep it had her seeing stars, the hands in his hair tugging roughly and whines crawling from her throat as she clung to him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She sulked as she felt every single inch of him slam inside of her. Sensitive beyond belief, Y/N swore she could feel every vein on him, every silky inch of skin of him. “You’re so deep… no ones ever been this deep.” She arched her back as he thrust back inside.
Harry lowered on to his forearms, mouth at her ear as he kept the steady thrust of his hips. “N’No one ever will, Darling. No one will ever be this deep, no one else will have their cum catch like mine has. No one else has the pleasure of knowing… you’re full of their fucking child. That this cunt belongs to me.” His gravely tone sent chills through her body as she clung closer, a weak attempt of a moan escaping her throat as he got deep again.
It was the possessive words that had her cunt sopping wet. The deep timber of his voice radiating through her body and going back down to her cunt, the slide of Harry’s thickness inside of her edging her closer towards her own orgasm. It was almost embarassingly fast but it was like Harry was hand picking things from her brain to make her the most aroused she had been in her life.
“It does.” She simpered. “Belongs to you, H. Please- you’ll make me cum talking l-like that.” The warning fell in eager ears. Oh- he knew.
“Then cum. M’not stopping at one.”
Harry knew all about about he was going to do. The orgasms he was going to give her with his hands, his fingers, his cock. How he was going to wreck her into a crying mess and spend the rest of their night cuddling and him keeping her as close as humanly possible, hand on her stomach and kissing all over it when she let him. He knew that this was only the beginning of the multitude of pleasures that they were going to provide for one another- and he couldn’t fucking wait.
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“Harry, please. For the love of god, sit down.” The pregnant woman was stressed. Watching the father of her child and best friend pace the examination room at their first doctors appointment was slightly endearing. Knowing he was so anxious and excited to be here made her even more happy and solid about their choice to do this together- but… “if you keep pacing I’m going to get motion sickness from watching you.” An exaggeration of course, but he didn’t know that.
Harry snapped out of his trance and his stressed features softened, pulling the chair to sit next to her. Her smaller hand was taken into his warm one, knuckled brough to his lips as he smudged a few kisses on to them with his slightly chapped lips. “Sorry. I’m just excited. And nervous. Want to make sure everything is going okay with them.”
If there was one thing she could say, it was that Harry was attentive. Since finding out just a few days prior, Harry had multiple new prenatal vitamins delivered to the doorstep. Amazon packages with parenting books- the ones they didn’t already own- a new pregnancy pillow, pregnant woman teas so she could drink safely… he had been horrified when researching how many herbs could potentially harm their little one. He was extra cautious and Y/N couldn’t help but appreciate his attention to detail.
“I know.” She softened up and gave him her best warm look of reassurance. “I’m sure everything is fine. Please, love.” His hand was tugged up to her mouth and given a kiss on the wrist. “I love that you’re just as excited. The doctor will be in any minute. You’ve got to relax for me.” It was comical really. One would assume that he would be the one soothing her nerves but Harry was the parent that was stressing out. Normally cool, calm and collected Harry was a mess over a fetus.
Their fetus, though.
To his credit, Harry calmed down significantly and behaved well when the doctor finally made it. There was a feeling he couldn’t describe in his chest as more than warm and fuzzy when she had greeted them as ‘mom and dad’. Knowing he was cemented as their child’s father even in someone else’s eyes, his hands holding her single one as he leaned against her and watched. The sticky ultrasound gel was applied as she chatted with Y/N about her feelings and morning sickness while Harry kept his eyes bouncing from her face to the wand on her stomach to the fuzzy looking screen.
He always knew he would be emotional, but the tears that choked him as he heard the wooshing of their little one’s heartbeat sent him spiraling. The view was a bit difficult because the doctor said they were turned away from them, but it didn’t matter. Harry sniffled, leaning down and pressing warm kisses to the top of Y/N’s head.
“S’our baby.” He said in awe, the sound filling the room. “We made them, yeah? Keeping it alive and cozy inside of you… I can never Thank you enough.” He tilted her chin up and gave her a small kiss, one appropriate enough for someone else to witness. “Can I record it? On my voice notes?” He asked quietly to the doctor who looked at the overwhelmed father to be with fond eyes, nodding at his request. It was saved immediately, recording sent to Y/N.
The man was reeling even as the sound cut off. Fuzzy in the brain after hearing their child’s signs of life for the first time. They were too small to feel for Harry, to see, but he was looking forward to every and any change she would be going through. He wanted it all. Wanted to experience and document it all. The photos of the ultrasound were printed and his was tucked right into his worn brown wallet. Safe keeping, but more than anything else, ease of access.
Y/N knew why he was oddly quiet as they left, a protective hand wrapped around her and cradling her nearly flat stomach as they walked out to the car. Helping her in as if she was made of glass, kissing her knuckles, buckling her in. He was moving eyed and giddy, but so utterly overwhelmed was ridiculous. Y/N looked at him in understanding, holding his hand in her own once he sat in the driver’s seat. Radiance exuding from her skin, looking more beautiful than he had ever seen her, he knew his life was about to change in the best way possible.
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River and Harry blurbs Masterlist:
Harry is a single father raising four year old River, his son while also working as a full time artist. He's friends with his co-worker Mitch, who often gives him advice when it seems Harry doesn't have a solution or he's struggling. Sometimes when highlighted in different color it means River's older or younger.
*🍭= fluff 🍫= angst 🍿= serious tone/graphic detail*
*Red is baby River, green is teenage River and dark purple is preteen River*
Harry takes care of River when he's sick 🍭
River's first day of preschool 🍭 🍫
River can't sleep 🍭 🍫
River throws a tantrum 🍫
Their house
River goes into surgery 🍫
River doesn't want hugs or kisses 🍫 🍭
Teenage River runs away 🍫
Harry gives River a bedtime a call 🍭
River falls down and hurts himself 🍫 🍭
River gets rexie taken away 🍫
River gets his shots 🍫
Harry grieves his wife🍿 🍫
River is in a bad mood 🍫
Harry worries about everything🍿 🍫
Harry and River late night talking 🍭
River's teddy bear collection and Harry's studio
River gets lost at the store 🍫
River gets a bad girlfriend 🍫
River gets jealous of Harry babysitting 🍫 🍭
River stars in a school play 🍭
River's bedtime routine 🍭
River has an accident 🍭
Harry accidentally embarrasses River at school 🍭🍫
#harry styles#harry styles imagine#dadrry#dad!harry#single dad harry#harry styles son#son#harry and river#singledad harry and river#river styles#harry styles and river#teenage river#river and harry#harry styles blurb#harry one shot#harry styles fanfictions#harry styles imagines#daddy's love#daddy and baby#singledadrry#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles fic#harry fanfic
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bratty little baby.
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summary | after you decide to be a brat and challenge andy on completing your homework, the dominant man decides he’s had enough of your attitude and that a bit of brutal punishment has been earned.
pairing | mean!daddy!andy barber x bratty!little!reader
warnings | ohmygod. pure filth. daddy! kink, spanking, fingering & forced org!asm(s?!) (probably one too many! yikes), name-calling (sweet ones and not sweet ones), squirting /-\ imsosorrylol
word count | 1,609
requested by @yeetyeetspidey | Can I request a kinky smut with Andy Barber if your uncomfortable with that can you do one where the reader is just bratty Andy decides to do something about that
an | hi, thank you so so much for the request!!! i love andy barber holy moly, i super hope you don’t mind i went complete! daddy kink with this lol. this is my first ‘kinky’ request so i’m truly taking all the liberties here. (lord forgive me) but HOLY COW this turned out hot
“No,” you state simply, placing your hands on your hips over your high-waisted skirt as you frown slightly at Andy, the single word causing him to raise an eyebrow at you in surprise. Standing next to him as he reads the newspaper at the kitchen table, a wave of bratty confidence has washed over you. And despite knowing you’re getting yourself into trouble, you just can’t help treading into the dangerous territory.
“What was that, sweetheart?” he asks darkly, not entirely sure he’s heard you correctly. You and Andy are both well aware at this point in your relationship that the word ‘no’ isn’t really allotted in your vocabulary, aside from when used with a safeword.
“I said no,” you repeat, causing the man to slam the paper down firmly onto the table, sending a wave of excitement through your body. “I don’t want to do homework,” you continue bravely. “I was just going to go watch some TV.”
“I don’t think so, doll face,” Andy grumbles as he grabs your arm, pulling you over and sitting you down on his lap roughly. “When I asked you to work on your homework, I wasn’t really giving you a choice, y/n. You know that,” he says, stating the obvious.
With your burst of confidence still going strong, you just shrug lazily in response. Widening his eyes slightly, Andy swallows hard, his lips pressing together tightly in a thin line. “Oh, is that how you’re gonna be?” he asks tauntingly. “You wanna be a bad girl all of a sudden, is that it? What happened to my sweet little y/n who was all over me this morning with the cuddles and kisses, huh?”
Only giving him another shrug, his eyes darken even further, and he sighs. “I see,” he trails impatiently. “Well then,” he huffs as he grabs you by your waist and flips you so that you’re bent over his knee, ass sticking straight up in the air, “I guess I’ll have to remind you what happens when you decide to be a little fucking brat.”
Before you can even think of a response, Andy’s whipped up your skirt, exposing your thin lace panties to the cool air. He runs a rough finger under the elastic band of the panties, and you jump and let out a whimper as he snaps it against your tender skin, causing him to smile.
“Such a squirmy little baby,” he coos, ripping the panties down your legs as you wiggle against him helplessly, his strong arm holding you down against his thighs. “Bad girls need to be taught a lesson, isn’t that right, sweetheart?” he reminds you sickly. You simply let out a whimper into your arm as you lay exposed and humiliated, beginning to regret your bold decision to be defiant.
“Mmm, I’m gonna make this ass look so pretty, all bright red from my hand. Is that what you want, pretty girl? Want my hand marks all over your pretty little bottom?” he asks teasingly as he runs his fingers softly against one of your cheeks, causing you to shiver. “Alright, babydoll. Time to remind you who’s in charge,” he warns as he winds up his hand, cracking it down harshly against your tender skin.
You let out a cry as each strike hits your burning flesh, tears beginning to roll down your cheeks as Andy continues well past your point of discomfort, not softening his blows in the slightest despite your pitiful groans and whimpers. “That’s-” whack, “what-” whack, “you-” whack, “get-” whack, “when-” whack, “you’re-” whack, “a-” whack, “bratty-” whack, “little-” whack, “baby,” he grunts through his slaps as your tears and spit beginning to dribble down your chin pathetically.
“You like that, huh?” he demands, his voice rising slightly as he continues to strike down on your ass. “You like it when Daddy has to bend you over his knee and spank your bratty little ass?”
“N-n-no Daddy,” you blubber through your tears, knowing better than to beg him to stop.
“I don’t believe you, not for one second,” he shakes his head as he continues giving his brutal punishment. “I think you love being a dumb little baby, stupid little whore for me,” he grunts as he’s suddenly stopped, his hand trailing down between your legs. Smiling as you let out a confused cry of pleasure, he begins running his fingers against the folds of your pussy, and to nobody’s surprise, you’re already soaking wet. “Oh, see? Such a dirty little girl, so wet from Daddy spanking her,” Andy croons, slipping a finger into your tight opening.
“Mmhhh-… D-Daddy,” you whimper, arousal beginning to burn in your core as he pumps steadily in and out of you, his other arm still holding you down firmly against his lap.
“That’s it, good girl,” he praises as you take in a second finger, your cunt making filthy sounds as his pace increases. “Such a good girl, taking Daddy’s fingers,” he sings. “You gonna cum? Gonna be a good girl now and cum for Daddy?”
“Y-yes, Daddy, please,” you begin to pant as he rubs up against your tender spot, your whole body falling limp as your orgasm sweeps over you in an overwhelming burst of pleasure. Your toes curl up and your eyes roll to the back of your head as Andy finger-fucks the life out of you, your high lasting several seconds before finally settling back down. And as soon as it does, your body snaps to attention, suddenly highly aware and sensitive following your intense climax.
And even though Andy sees this and knows just how sensitive you’ve become, he keeps his fingers moving inside you, causing you to let out a weak whine in protest. “Aww, what’s wrong, baby?” he coos, the sight of you writhing with his fingers still inside of you following an orgasm sending blood straight to his growing bulge.
“P-please, stop,” you sputter as he continues to finger you, panic setting in as you realize his intentions.
“Stop? Why should I stop?” Andy asks innocently as his thumb comes up and brushes against your clit once, causing you to jump and let out a startled cry. “Oh, what’s that? Is that sensitive, sweetheart? Right there?” he asks, slowly dragging his thumb across your swollen nub once more. A new round of tears build in your eyes at the overstimulation, but Andy just smiles, beginning to rub tight circles across your most sensitive spot, picking his pace of thrusting back up to full speed.
“N-n-n-no-o-o,” you heave as he brings you back to the brink of orgasm within just seconds, your body feeling entirely too overwhelmed to handle another climax so quickly.
“Oh, poor baby,” he croons as he watches you fall apart again against him, your orgasm sending wracks of sobs through your quivering body. “That’s a good girl, cumming so hard for Daddy,” he praises darkly as you squirt against his powerful fingers, only able to let out a pathetic cry in humiliation.
“D-done, all done,” you plead as you come down from your high, shaking and gasping for air. But to your complete horror, Andy simply tightens his grip on your waist, pulling his fingers out of your pussy and focusing all of his attention on your clit. The poor bud is bright red and swollen at this point, throbbing painfully as Andy pulls back on the hood and flicks his thumb feverishly directly on the exposed head. “No, n-no!”
“Come on, sweet girl. One more, you can do it,” he encourages as he holds down your squirming body, his cock rock-hard and bulging against your tummy as he restrains you on his lap. “Yeah, that’s it,” he murmurs as he senses another climax building up in you, against your will. “Daddy’s gonna make you cum again, isn’t that right, sweetheart? Gonna make you cum so hard and there’s nothing you can do about it. Stupid little baby,” he smirks as you cry out in pleasure, your third and most powerful orgasm ripping through your body violently at his words.
After several seconds of unbearable pleasure, so strong at this point that it just feels like pain, your body finally comes down from its elevated state of arousal, and Andy pulls his hands away. Choking on your tears and spit, you struggle to find your breaths as he rubs your back soothingly, shushing you gently, “Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart. You did so good, baby; I’m so proud of you.” Though it takes you several more minutes to steady out your breathing, Andy is patient, simply rubbing your back and cooing at you softly as you calm down.
When you’re finally able to look up at him with tear-soaked cheeks, he takes a gentle hand and cups the side of your face, brushing away a few stray tears with his thumb. “You did such a good job, honey. Did you learn your lesson?” he murmurs. You nod weakly, your bottom lip trembling as you fail to even find words to respond to him. “Hey, hey. It’s okay, sweetheart. No more tears, okay? We’re all done; you learned your lesson and won’t do it again, right?”
You nod again, wanting more than anything for him to just wrap you up and hold you until you’re feeling better. “Good girl,” he hums as he helps you up from his knee and cradles you against his chest gently, his soft side showing through as it always does after he completely brutalizes you. “Now let’s go get you cleaned up, sweet girl. After all that Daddy put you through, you ended up making quite the mess.”
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For Father’s Day on Sunday I may do a few blurbs, so send them in now and get them all written for Sunday 💙
It can be anything dad related, single dad, announcing you are having a baby 🤰🏻
#may have to limit how many I get because I could go wild as you know I love baby daddy fics ooops lol#football x reader#football imagines#football imagine#football blurbs#football one shots#to be deleted
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It’s TrashFire Drama Llama Day! Best day of the week!
#unforgotten night the series#unforgotten night#will Mafia Dom Daddy kill what’s her face in a rage?#unlikely but I will be a wee bit miffed if no one gets shot over this baby boy kidnapping…
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