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Beautiful boy - Mason Mount
Request : You are 5 almost 6 months pregnant and you found out you will have a baby boy. So you guys spend the week over at his family. After a day out, which tired you more than usual, you and mason head to his bedroom to get ready for bed as everyone went to bed. While Mason has a football game as background on tv ; he is scrolling through his phone. You are cuddled into his side with your back against his chest , scrolling too on your phone and Mase is craddling your baby bump. You found some pictures from Ben’s birthday party, Christmas&New years Eve that you spent with his family as well some pictures from a mini holiday just you two for his birthday. You are like “Omg” and Mase panicks that something happened to you and the baby. You show him all the pictures and he was clueless at what you are hinting at. You are like” Its the fact that I was growing our baby boy and didn’t even know it”. He then gets all cocky and goofy. But then is all soft. Just all cute and fluff (requested by @raremasey )
Warning: a tiny bit of sexual innuendos but, apart from that, it's all so fluffy
Tag list: @masonxomount @chelsealover @masterclassbaby
“I’m stuffed”
“They say you have to eat for two now”
“Well, I feel like I’ve eaten for the three of us actually”
Mason laughed, closing your bedroom’s door behind him.
That week you were guests at his parents' as it was nearly Christmas and Debbie wanted to have all the family gathered around to spend the most wonderful time of the year together, that desire being stronger since you and Mason were expecting your first baby and she wanted to spoil you the best she could while living what they say to be the happiest moment in a woman's life. That day in particular turned out to be especially tiring as you spent all the morning and part of the afternoon out for some Christmas shopping, looking for presents and that kind of things, and then went to have dinner at the nicest restaurant in Portsmouth. Needless to say by the end of the day, you were so tired you wanted to see nothing but your bed.
“God, I’m bloated” You whined in front of the full-length mirror hanging on the wall that was showing you the body of a six months pregnant woman wrapped in an elegant dark blue, wrap velvet dress.
“Don’t blame it on the dinner now” The sarcastic jab about your condition your boyfriend just whispered in your neck while hugging you from behind, won him a glare as you batted his hands away from around your stomach.
“That’s all your fault” You muttered, pointing your finger at him.
“My fault?” He chuckled in disbelief “It takes two to tango, babe”
It was crazy how a simple item like a ring could awake such powerful feelings.
His answer left you without anything to retaliate with which was quite unusual for you.
As you stood before the wooden desk that you would use as a table top to leave the jewels you were taking off, you stopped thinking of something to say when your eyes fell on the eternity ring Mason gave you to celebrate the news of your pregnancy: it was a beautiful band ring in platinum with a circle of diamonds all around.
It became a sort of a ritual to admire that symbol of love every time you would let it twirl around your finger or take it off. Just by looking at it you would feel all the love, the overwhelming emotions you felt the moment you opened the small box before his impatient eyes.
“So? You don't have anything to say?”
He got closer to you and placed a silent kiss on your cheek, moving the hair falling down your shoulder behind your back. His fingers moved to your back to unzip your dress, knowing you would have appreciated him helping you with what had become a difficult action to do lately.
“Nope” You said under your breath as you kept your stare fixed on the shiny thing in your hands. Mason tilted his head to the side as he was trying to get his head around what was going on with you, why your mood changed all of a sudden.
His eyes landed on the ring too, smiling as he grasped what was going on in your head at that moment.
“Are you okay?”
You nodded in response, giving him a quick peck on the tip of his nose.
The smile you gave him when you nodded confirmed Mason what he thought was going on in that pretty head of yours was right but you weren't the kind of person to talk out loud about such moments that made you feel the most intense emotions. He knew that and it was alright, he wouldn’t have forced you, he just needed to know you were alright.
“Move over” You mimicked him to move away so you could take your usual seat between his legs, earning a giggle from him.
As you left him to get in your en suite bathroom to get changed for the night, he sat on the bed of the guest room you were staying in and turned on the tv to catch up on the latest news from the football world which meant watching that day’s highlights as well as gaffers and fellow players’ interviews.
Those past months you had been living with your other half growing your unborn baby, surrounded by the people that were most important to you, instilled a sense of gratitude in your heart which was so strong it made you feel at peace with the world, as if nothing bad could ever happen. Mason was proving to be the loveliest life companion, always ready to meet your needs despite his heavy agenda, as well as his family. You had always been among those people who thought they couldn’t trust other people other than their own family but in that case you had to change your mind as the Mounts were being really supportive.
The natural consequence of those serene thoughts was the soft smile that curved your lips, that never ceased to leave your lips, not when you brushed your make-up remover pad over your painted lips nor when you left your classy attire to change into a more comfortable one for the night.
When you were ready, you joined your boyfriend in your bedroom and smiled at the sight of him sprawled on the bed all cozy with his ruffled hair, in his grey sweatpants and jumper look you loved so much on him.
“Come here” He sat with his back against the headboard so could use his chest as your backrest, as you would usually like to do when having your little, sweet moments of cuddles and pillow talk before going to sleep.
Mason gave you the softest smile, sliding his arms around your belly and planting an as well soft kiss on your temple before asking you how you were feeling.
For a moment he watched the tv attentively before moving his attention to the phone in his hands, as you were doing the same with yours.
"Omg" You blurted out suddenly with a strangled timber that made the Chelsea midfielder jump.
Apparently that night your mind fancied taking you on a trip down memory lane one more time as you opened your camera roll to let all the good memories of the past come alive once again.
It all started with the most recent ones, as you wanted to check the pics you took during that night’s dinner with his family: you holding Summer, you smiling with Jaz and Lewis, a stolen pic of you and Mason sitting at the table together with him whispering something to your ear that was making you laugh while his hand was gently pressed on your baby bump. You loved that kind of photo and you soon found yourself looking at all the ones you took over the years.
"What? What's wrong?? The baby??" Mason was already on his feet, ready to take you to the hospital but he didn't know the hospital was the last place you needed to be at that moment. The baby was perfectly fine, he was just kicking, clearly amused by that funny scene where you were good and his dad was worried as if he was the one about to give birth.
"Nothing Mase, I'm fine, come here" You giggled, patting the spot behind you in order to signal him to take his place back on the bed.
“I’m fine, it’s just that -” The truth was that you thought you were perfectly fine but, ever more so in the last period, your hormones were taking a toll on you, giving you the most random mood swings. That’s why you started sobbing out of nowhere, leaving Mason disoriented.
“Y/N -”
“I was looking at all these pics on my phone and god we were so happy…tonight these bloody hormones are turning me into an emotional mess”
A half smile curved Mason’s lips as he took his seat back on the bed. You moved your phone a little to show him what you had been looking at for the past hour.
“Ben’s birthday party” He giggled, as a photo of you all smiling and tipsy appeared on the screen.
“We had so much fun that night”
“Look, do you remember this dinner we had with your family? I found out being pregnant that night” Of course he remembered, yours was just a rethorical question.
“Yeah…that was such an intense day… I thought you were joking at first!” He laughed thinking about that night six months ago.
“Yeah, I know! But then you changed your mind when I showed you the ultrasound with the Chelsea stuff”
To announce him the big news, you decided to surprise him by giving him a little box containing the very first ultrasound of your baby together with a pair of small Chelsea socks and a matching tiny blue jersey with daddy written on the back of it.
“Hey, this was our first mini holiday we had in Portugal!” He commented, scrolling onto another picture.
Mason’s smile grew even wider when his eyes saw the picture you took of him smiling with glistening eyes, showing the camera your baby’s pic with the other two presents you gave him.
His eyes got glistening with tears again just by thinking about the day that changed your lives forever.
“Yep, it was the first summer we spent together, when we started dating…we had such a good time”
“I remember it very well”
“Can you believe -"
"What?"
"I mean, I’m looking at these memories and I can’t believe I’m now carrying your baby boy and that he was actually growing inside of me when some of these pics were taken…that’s incredible”
Your sincere emotion made Mason’s heart melt, you were the incredible one to him actually. He felt you two would end up together since the first time you started hanging out, it was as if his sixth sense had been telling him your future right from the start. And it was absolutely right.
He let his lips linger on your temple as he was trying to imprint all the love he felt for you onto your skin.
“I’ve never thought we would make it this far”
“Excuse me??” Your boyfriend’s voice, as it did every time he was offended by something, became high pitched and that never failed to make you laugh.
“Let me explain!”
“Oh yes darling, the least you can do is give me an explanation” He crossed his arms in an angry manner and put on that adorable pout he would do when being sad or upset.
“I mean that I never thought I would end up in a long-term relationship with a footballer, given the disputable fame you all have”
“That’s very shallow of you”
You smiled as it was now your turn to kiss him, your lips brushing against his stubbly cheek.
“But then I had to change my mind”
“What made you change your mind?”
“Everything: your personality, how good you can make me feel…”
“I can make you feel good anytime you want” His voice tone changed from sweet to husky, being well aware that was his sexy voice. Before you could even realise it, he started leaving a trail of not so innocent kisses along your neck, his hand pressed on your swollen belly.
“No Mason, not now…your parents are literally in the room next to us”
“I’m sure they can deal with it, I mean I don’t think they believe I have put a baby in you magically” he scoffed, towering over you.
That line caused your mouth to emit an embarrassed giggle, adding to that the pink tint your cheeks took on.
“Come on Mase”
He knew resisting his kisses mixed with the sensual friction of his beard against your sensitive skin was pure hell to you but he loved being such a tease, especially when you were in a risky situation where the danger of getting caught was high.
"Stop it" You tried to dissuade him using a firmer voice, knowing full well that would have made him pout out of annoyance.
"Okay" He sighed loudly in distress, laying on his back with his arms folded behind his head.
The sad pout on his face made you giggle, making him look like the perfect kind of irresistible man you fell in love with every day. You leaned forward, placing your hand on his bent knee to support yourself, to place a kiss on his lips.
“You know what we can do tomorrow? I’m not talking about sex”
“Not interested then”
“Mase!” You playfully smacked his thigh, making him wince.
“We can look at all the pictures from when you were a baby”
“Not a chance” He sniggered, swinging his leg.
“Well I don’t need your permission, I’m just going to ask your mum”
“Do that and I won’t massage your feet anymore”
“Hey! It’s not fair threatening a pregnant woman!”
“Nor your shoulders”
“Are you really going on with the threats??”
“I love threatening you” He smirked, placing a kiss on your lips. “Plus I felt my baby kick so this means he agrees with his father”
“The opinion of an unborn baby doesn’t count” Your baby boy kicked again, as if to express his disagreement with what you just said. “Fuck, he just kicked again”
“See? Baby Mount is always right” He kissed your belly, smiling as his tender gesture caused your son to kick again.
“I’ll remind you about that in a few years” You smirked, sealing your promise with another kiss. “Fuck, I have to pee again” You muttered bothered, getting up from the bed for the second time that hour to go to the bathroom. The tone of disappointment you just expressed your frustration with made Mason giggle, as he offered you his hand to hop down the bed.
“Y/N?”
“Yes?”
“Aren’t you scared?”
“About what?”
“The baby, we’re gonna be parents…it’s huge”
The fear mixed with excitement that shined through his eyes made your heart clench and swell with love: he just wanted to be the perfect father for his son, he was terrified he might not have been good enough; but deep down your heart, you had no doubt at all he was going to be the best parent your son could wish for. You could already picture him playing football in the garden with him, helping him with his homework, reading his bedtime stories and tucking him in…it was impossible for Mason not to be the amazing dad he wanted to be.
Funny how he usually was the one you would go to to hear some soothing words and now your roles were reversed.
You stepped closer to the bed, standing in front of Mason who was sitting on the edge looking up at you, patiently waiting for your kind and encouraging discourse. The smile you addressed him was a reflection of the totalising love you had for him, the way all those little things were about to make your heart burst out of your chest.
Instinctively, by way of erasing the apprehension painted on his facial features, you brought your hands to his face, brushing your fingers lightly over his cheeks, along the bridge of his nose and against the little wrinkles on his forehead.
“Yeah, that’s huge but you know what? We’re such a strong team we have nothing to fear. I mean, we’ll have our tough moments but we can overcome anything together”
After a short pause where you had the time to dive in the depth of his brown chocolate orbs that meant the world to you, you resumed your talk.
"I'm scared too about all the challenging moments we'll have to face, I'm scared to death to be fair, but I know we'll be here for each other, doing our best to raise our child"
“I love you. So much”
“I love you more” You cupped his face before kissing his lips. “You should be the one comforting me by the way”
“You’re back at being mean??”
“I’m not mean, I just said I love you!”
“I won't take you baby shopping tomorrow"
"And you're back threatening me??"
Mason laughed against your lips, capturing them in the umpteenth kiss of the night.
"But you're sexy" Another kiss "So sexy"
You hummed as you moved your lips in sync with his.
"Yeah, whales can be so sexy"
Your line made Mason giggle but he wanted to punish you for the mean comments you reserved for yourself so he playfully slapped your bum.
"You're the sexiest whale ever"
"Let this sexy, tired and incontinent whale go to the bathroom" You chuckled, getting back up on your feet, eliciting a laugh from Mason too.
"Okay but don't be long, I can't wait to cuddle my favourite whale and my baby whale"
"Mount, call me a whale again and I'll kill you"
Mason laughed out loud, laying himself back on the bed waiting for you to come back to him.
“You’d never kill your son’s dad”
“Never say never” The threatening tone you would have liked your answer to come out, turned out to be softened by the yawn that escaped your lips.
“You’re so cute, my sexy and hot whale”
The only answer he deserved in that moment was a middle finger and that’s exactly what you did, trying not to laugh when you heard him whining about your bad manners as you locked yourself in the toilet.
That's all you could ask for: you and the love of your life expecting the baby you would soon cradle in your arms, spending sleepless nights looking at him or, more likely, asking him to stop crying. You were eager to see the fruit of the love between you two, as you were sure he was going to be the most beautiful baby, mainly due to his dad's genes.
Come on beautiful boy, we're waiting for you.
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The Timeline Shifted, and Sam is conflicted...
So! A Timeline Shift occurs one day (thanks Barry) while Team Phantom are in the Ghost Zone helping Clockwork with a few things. As they are going back to the Human World, Clockwork gives them another cryptic piece of advice.
"Unfortunately the world will not be the same as it once was. Samantha, you will find this especially Jarring, but keep an open mind."
Before they can ask what happened, he shoves them through their own respective Portals, and Sam lands in an Alleyway in Gotham.
She is confused, but a green glowing sticky note appears in front of her telling her 'go to the nearby park, you will see what I was talking about'
She walks over, and sees a lady with Green Skin tending to some flowers. Her head is covered by a Hat, so Sam can't see her face.
They strike up a Conversation, and Sam finds that this Lady is great. She loves taking care of Plants, she hates it when Companies pollute the Earth, and she even has Plant Powers just like Sam!
It occurs to her that she never asked for the Lady's name, so she asks and the lady lifts her Hat to reveal her face. And Sam freezes.
"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself. My name is Pamela Isley."
Thats her Mom's Maiden Name.
This lady has her Mom's Name.
This is her Mom.
Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh shit.
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Read the tags for extra context
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#Samantha Mason#Sam Mason#Pamela Isley#Barry shifted the Timeline#Pamela never married into the Mason Name and moved to Gotham#She struck up a love for Botony and eventually becomes the Ecto Terrorist Villain Poison Ivy#She is the complete opposite of what she used to be#Sam is conflicted#On one hand She loves this new direction for her mother and now she feels like she can relate to her so much more#On the other hand she thinks that her mom should have had a choice in the matter and wishes she could have chosen this on her own#Is it taking advantage of the situation if the old version of her mom technically never existed?#Also to add an extra layer of Crack#Sam's Dad was born a girl in this timeline and studied psychology#You see where this is going#Sam's Dad is now Harley Quinn
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Not Your Fault
Note - i hope you’re all excited to meet the final bubba 🩷 a few guesses for the name were right but no one guessed the exact spelling 😂 I hope you love them as much as I do though and hopefully I’ll be able to write about them a bit more as we learn about their personality 😌 hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated 😘
Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader
Word count - 6k
Warnings - fluff, smut, tiny bit of angst
Putting the kids to bed with Mason was never an easy task. Mason putting the kids to bed on his own was a recipe for disaster but right now there wasn't much the pair of you could do.
You could hear Mason trying to wrangle your two babies as you sat with your third in the nursery. Ollie trying his hardest to help Mason tame Tilly as she ran riot and you knew Mason was about to explode. You wondered if you should get up to help but Ryley was feeding peacefully in your arms and you didn’t want to disturb him.
‘Welcome to the mad house baby’ you whispered, stroking your finger along his perfect nose all the way down to the end before awkwardly reaching down to kiss his head. ‘You’ll get used to Tills, she’s just excited about you being here’
And she really was.
Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine you’d get pregnant so quickly after agreeing to try again and after your first two pregnancies you thought you knew your body well enough now to know when something had changed. Clearly that wasn’t the case though and it was actually Mason who figured it out first that were pregnant with a little help from Nala.
The kids were at school and Mason came home to find you cuddled up with Nala on the sofa. Her head and paws on your tummy as you scratched her head but as soon as he tried to cuddle you, Nala wasn’t having it. Growling at him when he tried to put his arms around you and pushing him away with her nose.
‘What’s crawled up her arse and died’ Mason laughed. Trying to snake his hands around your middle but Nala would fight him off every time until he gave up and grabbed your boob instead.
‘Mason? Do you mind’
‘Take it up with her, she’s hogging you’ he huffed but you just let it slide. You knew Mason needed to be holding something and if it was your boob then you’d just have to get on with it as he wouldn’t move off. You didn’t think anything of it though, you just knew Nala was protective and after you’d been cuddling for a while she was feeling territorial.
It was two days later that Mason caught you crying in the utility room. Half buried under all of the kids washing and the look of concern on his face just made you cry even harder. You’d been trying to get ontop of the cleaning all day and it the point you just felt overwhelmed.
‘Hey, what’s wrong sweetheart?’ He asked as he helped you up but you didn’t really have an answer for him. Trying to quieten your sobs but you could feel your bottom lip still wobbling as he looked at you softly.
‘Sorry Mase, I don’t even know why I’m crying’ you laughed as he wiped your eyes for you. ‘I’m just a bit emotional at the moment’ you told him and by the small sigh you knew he had something he wanted to say so you raised your eyebrow at him in hopes he’d speak.
‘Baby, you don’t think you might be…’
‘Drowning in washing?’ You laughed but the soft look on his face made you be quiet. He looked genuinely concerned but there was also something behind his eyes you couldn’t quite place.
‘No you wally… pregnant’
Pregnant? You didn’t think so at all. Apart from feeling more emotional than usual you didn’t have any other symptoms that you could think of and you wondered if Mason was just getting ahead of himself.
‘No I don’t think so Mase, I’d know if I was’ you told him but you watched his face soften as he cupped your jaw.
‘Well I know you too, and I think you are’ he teased. ‘You’re all emotional, you’re eating everything in sight and Nala suddenly won’t let me go near you’ he listed off and you blushed at the fact he’d clearly caught you snacking more than usual. ‘Maybe we should check? Just to rule it out’
‘I mean we can but it’ll just be a waste’ you laughed ‘We only started trying a month ago, Mase. I doubt it would have happened that quickly’
‘Don’t doubt my powers of fertility’ he laughed and even though you wanted to smile you were trying your hardest to keep a straight face.
‘You’re insane’ you huffed, grabbing his hand and taking him upstairs to your en-suite. You’d made sure to stock up on tests since you were now trying and you instructed him to wait on the bed while you took it.
‘There you go’ you smiled, walking out of the bathroom and handing him the capped test that was still loading. ‘What do you fancy for dinner? I’ll go get it started’ you told him as you made your way to the door but he grabbed your wrist to hold you in place, looking back at you like you’d lost your mind.
‘You’re not gonna wait?’
‘There's no point, it’ll be negative babe. Now what do you want?’ You told him, shrugging your shoulders as you really believe deep down that you had nothing to worry about as there was no way you were pregnant already.
‘You pick’ he told you quietly, and with a kiss to his forehead you made your way back downstairs and into the kitchen.
Mason was gone for a while, almost to the point where you were about to go and find him but he suddenly appeared in the doorway with his eyes full of tears and a soft smile on his face. You knew he would be upset that it was negative, knowing he wanted a third baby more than anything but you figured at least if he was smiling then he hadn’t taken it too hard.
You didn’t have a chance to say anything though, Mason coming straight over to you so he could cup your face and press gentle kisses over your cheeks which made you blush and your knees weak but you loved his gentle side and you let him shower with you affection.
Before you could reassure him everything would be fine and you had all the time in the world to try for baby number three, he pulled back to look at you and you were frozen in place as you knew what that look in his eye meant.
‘You’re pregnant baby’
‘What?’
‘You’re pregnant’ he laughed, kissing your cheeks again as you froze in his hold. Letting him continue to kiss your face and it’s like his words hadn’t hit you yet until he rested his forehead on top of yours.
‘You're lying’ you whispered, your bottom lip wobbling as your eyes started to burn but he just laughed at you. Reaching into his pocket to pull out the test so he could show you and there it was in black and white. The words pregnant staring you back in the face until you looked up into Masons happy ones. ‘We’re having a baby’
You burst into tears instantly as you fell into Mason's chest. Him holding you close to his body as he rocked you from side to side, letting you know it was okay and that he’d keep you safe, the both of you safe, and when you eventually pulled back he kissed your tears away.
‘I didn’t think it would be this quick, sorry it’s just a bit of a shock’ you laughed, trying to wrap your head around it as your stared back at the word pregnant.
‘It’s alright, baby. Are you feeling okay?’
‘I think so’ you laughed. Letting him grip the back of your thighs so he could place you on the counter and look him in the eye. ‘I just can’t believe it, like I don’t even know what to think’
‘Well It’s still early love, how about we keep it to ourselves for a little while and tell the kids when we’re certain everything’s okay’ he reassured you and you felt yourself relax at how calm and in control he was about everything. ‘We can tell the rest of the world after that when you’re ready but for now it’s just us yeah? You, me and Nala’ he joked before pulling you in for a well needed hug.
So you kept it to yourselves. Telling the kids after your 12 week scan and as soon as Tilly found out you were pregnant she’d barely left your side and was seemingly very quizzical about what was happening. You knew she wanted to come out and ask fully how it had happened but she kept it inside until one night when it was just the three of you.
Ollie was at a friend's house for dinner and after all of you had eaten, you were cuddled up on the sofa with Mason, Tilly nestled in between you. Her head on Mason's chest as you watched whatever was on the tv but soon enough Tilly was ready for a biology lesson.
‘Daddy, how did the baby get in mummy’s belly?’ she asked, her head tilting up to look at him but as soon as you looked up you could see the panic written all over his face.
‘Yeah, how did it happen, Mase?’ You teased wanting to know how he’d worm his way out of this one but you could see he was hating every second of this. Sending you a what the fuck face before looking back down at Tilly who was waiting patiently for him to explain.
‘Okay, so you know how you write a letter to Santa at Christmas?’ He started, Tilly nodding excitedly and you could see the cogs turning in his brain, wondering where the hell he was going with this but let him carry on. ‘Well, when two people who love each other very much want a baby, they write a letter to the stork and then you have to bury it in the garden so they can come and pick it up’
You could see Tilly wasn’t buying it, looking back at him in confusion and you yourself were waiting for what he had to say next.
‘But how?’
‘How what?’
‘His did they get into mummy’s belly’ he asked more firmly this time as Mason was quite clearly skirting around it but knowing Tilly she would ask and ask until she got her answer.
‘Well um… well then the stork, it comes back and uh… and it leaves a seed which is the baby… and uh, that goes in Mummy’s tummy’ he nodded, stuttering the whole way through as he was panicking but you were loving how flustered he was. Trying to hold in a laugh as you covered your mouth with your hand.
‘But how does the seed get in there?’ She persisted, watching Mason now try to hide a smile before his eyes flashed to yours and you knew he was about to say something he shouldn’t.
‘She swallows it’
‘Okay that’s enough for today’ you interrupted, pulling Tilly onto your lap ‘you need to go and pick Ollie up’ you told Mason with a slightly dissatisfied look on your face and he quickly kissed your forehead la with a smile before getting up. ‘Come on missy, let’s get you in the bath, yeah?’
‘Okay mummy,’ she smiled. Reaching over to give Mason a kiss on the cheek before making her way up the stairs and you promised her you’d be right up in a minute.
‘Right I won’t be long’ Mason laughed as he got up, reaching down to help pull you up with him but he must have caught the unimpressed look from you as he began to laugh at your expression. ‘What?’
‘You know what’ you laughed. ‘Maybe If I had swallowed we wouldn’t be in this state would we’
‘I love it when you talk dirty’ Mason laughed. Pulling you into him with his hand on your bum and he squeezed it as he kissed you heavily. ‘I’ll see you soon, maybe when the kids are in bed we can try-‘
‘Mason I swear to god’ you laughed, pulling away and tapping his chest before making a beeline for the stairs but the sound of his giggles as he made his way out the door made you giggle along too.
Things took a turn at the gender reveal though. The four of you not doing anything extravagant but you knew you wanted the kids involved so after you scan you gave your bestie Sid an envelope with the gender inside so she could organise a cake and the next day you were all sat around the kitchen island with wine glasses in hand ready to sink them into the cake and you couldn’t be more excited.
Mason and Ollie didn’t care what the gender was, as did you, but Tilly was gunning for a baby sister. Having already picked out some toys for her to have and she constantly referred to the baby as she. You knew there would be a meltdown if she didn’t get her way but you were trying to distract her as best you could.
‘Okay, are we ready?’ you laughed, popping your hand on Tilly’s glass to help her push down into the cake and after the count of three you shut your eyes and pushed down on both until you hit the board.
It was Tilly crying no that made you realise what had happened. Looking round to see everyone’s glass filled with the blue frosting from the inside of the cake but Tilly’s wails wouldn’t let you enjoy your time just yet.
Mason was trying his hardest to contain his laughter and when you pulled Tilly into a hug to console her, he wrapped his arms around the pair of you whilst Ollie just grabbed a fork and began to dig into his cake.
‘Tilly baby, it’s okay’ you tried to reassure her, holding your laughs in as best you could but she just cried harder.
‘I don’t like boys’ she sobbed into your neck as she held you tight and as much as Mason looked like he was about to lose it, he peeled Tilly away from you and began to talk to her quietly. Eventually taking her out into the garden where you could see him swaying her from side to side as he spoke into the side of her head and eventually she was nodding her head and wiping her eyes
You joined Ollie though, accepting the fork he passed you so you could dig in too while you spoke about the new baby boy on the way and Ollie was very quick to reassure you how excited he was and how much he wanted to help out.
‘Okay, I think we’re on board now’ Mason announced as he walked back in with Tilly on his hip. A smile on her face but her eyes were still red and watery so Mason sat her on the side so you could feed her some cake.
‘Tilly, my new book came today. Shall I read to you for a bit?’ Ollie asked, your heart melting at the way he wanted to cheer her up as Ollie reading to her was their thing. Whenever Tilly was on mad one or overwhelmed he’d often take her over to their little corner to calm down and your heart felt full as she toddled off with her hand in his.
‘So, another boy huh?’ Mason smiled as he came over to you. Resting his hands on your waist as you rested yours on his chest and you were thankful for a little bit of alone time with him.
‘Looks like it. And after two clones of you I’m hoping this one looks a little bit like me’ you told him before he kissed your forehead with a giggle.
‘Are you happy?’
‘Of course, as long as he's healthy I couldn’t care what they are,’ you told him softly and he nodded his head in agreement. ‘What did you say to Tilly?’
‘Told her it’s another boy to boss around. And that if she’s the only girl then she’ll always be my only princess’
‘What about me?’ you pouted, watching Mason roll his eyes but he was leaning down to kiss you just after.
You’d picked a few names out, but just like you’d done with Tilly you wanted to see him before you named him and once you had, the name Ryley seemed to fit him like a glove. Whilst you could tell he was Mason's boy you were constantly told how much he looked like you and it made your heart swell whenever you looked at him.
Tilly also came around as soon as she saw him. Almost bursting into tears at the way her little face softened at the sight of her new brother before she was looking up at you for permission to say hello to him and Ollie was just as perfect as ever with him.
A new baby meant a whole new routine though and lately it meant Ryleys feed came at bed time so Mason had to put the others to bed on his own. Usually he’d love this but clearly the novelty has worn off for Tilly and she was making it as difficult for him as possible.
Soon enough the noise died down. Mason telling Tilly that Ryley won’t want to stay with us if she’s too loud and she finally took the hint and got into bed. Letting Mason read her a very quick story before he went and said goodnight to Ollie with the house falling silent once more.
You felt Mason pop his head into the nursery soon after, his eyes and facial expression soft as he took you in but he couldn’t hide the deep blush on his cheeks. Eyes flicking down to your exposed chest as you fed Ryley and you could see he was debating whether or not he should come in but you nodded your head to motion for him to come over. Watching him carefully make his way over to the pair of you and when he was close enough you lifted your head in hopes he’d lean down and kiss you. Revealing in the feeling of his lips brushing against yours softly and you hummed in delight just before he pulled away.
‘You two alright in here?’ He asked quietly, crouching down so he could kiss Ryley’s head. Your heart fluttering at the adoring way he looked down at him before his gaze was locked on yours.
‘We’re okay. Are you okay?’ You laughed, referring to the nightmare he seemed to have just had with the others and you smiled as he rolled his eyes playfully.
‘Oh you heard that yeah?’ He laughed. ‘Unless you put Tilly to bed she’s a right pain in the arse’ he teased. ‘I love her but my god she’s a handful sometimes’
‘They don’t call her Tilly the tiny terror for nothing’ you winked. ‘You done good though sweet cheeks’
‘Thanks’ he laughed, rolling his eyes again. ‘I’m gonna go sort myself out but I’ll see you in our room in a bit, yeah? Take your time’
‘Okay’ you whispered and with one last heavy kiss to your lips he was making his way out.
You sat Ryley up not too long after so you could wind him. Knowing Mason hadn’t really got to see him all that much today and he’d be itching for a cuddle soon so you made your way back across the hall to your bedroom for some time for just the three of you.
You didn’t questione why the door to your bedroom was shut even though maybe you should have. He never usually shut it as it was harder for you to open with just one hand whilst carrying Ryley and you always kept it open just in case one of the kids needed you but you just shifted Ryley on your chest so he was over your left shoulder and pushed the door open.
You should have known there was a reason why he shut it. Walking around to be met with the sound of his loud breathing and when you rounded the corner and into his view you were shocked by the sight in front of you.
There he was laid on the bed, T-shirt riding high on his perfect body as his boxers had been shuffled down his thighs ever so slightly to free himself and even from the split second view you knew what he was doing as his hand moved up and down. A shocked gasp falling from your lips before you turned and you heard mason fumbling behind you.
‘Shit! Oh god, oh god no’
‘Mase, it’s okay’ you told him, slightly chuckling as you turned back around to face him but the look on his face made your heart drop.
His cheeks were redder than you’d ever seen them, a humiliated look plastered across his face no matter how much he tried to hide it and he looked on the brink of tears.
‘Masey, no don’t get upset it’s alright’
‘I need the bathroom-’
‘No wait’ you called, popping Ryley into his crib as quickly as you could before rushing over to him to stop him from hiding away in the en-suite for the rest of the night and thankfully you caught him before he was able to shut the door. ‘Come here baby, come and talk to me’
‘No I-‘
‘Mase, come on’ you interrupted, pulling him back to bed so you could sit on the edge with him in hopes he’d look at you. He was determined to keep looking down though so in the end you just held him tight and spoke into his hair. ‘It’s okay, you don’t need to be embarrassed or anything. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before’
‘I thought I had more time’ he told you. Holding you tighter but you hated how down he sounded.
‘Look at me’ you whispered, letting him take his own time to gather himself before looking up at you shyly. ‘You don’t need to be embarrassed, it’s perfectly normal’
‘I know I just… it’s still embarrassing’ he laughed. ‘I feel like a teenager who’s just been caught. I just thought you’d be a bit longer with the little man and I’d have time. I haven’t wanted to ask for… you know. I wanted to wait until you’re ready and-‘
‘Who said I’m not ready’ you smiled. ‘I gave birth 8 weeks ago now so that’s two weeks over’
‘I know’ he smiled. I’m just worried that’s all’
‘Worried about what?’
‘I don’t wanna hurt you’ he whispered and your heart broke at his sad face. ‘Remember what happened after Tilly?’ He asked and you nodded solemnly.
It had been six weeks since Tilly had been born and you knew Mason was chomping at the bit to have you. You were too big and uncomfortable towards the end of your pregnancy so it had been months since you’d last been intimate and it was almost as if Mason was counting down the days.
Your night didn’t go as planned though. Unbenounced to you, you still weren’t fully ready and even though Mason had been gentle with you and you’d tried to push through it, it hurt too much and you’d ended up bursting into tears.
Mason felt awful, almost in tears himself as he tried to comfort you but you knew he was blaming himself when he shouldn’t be. In the end you took his face in your hands so you could pepper his cheeks with kisses but your heart was breaking as he repeatedly told you how sorry he was.
‘Masey it’s not your fault’ you told him quietly, but he wasn’t having any of it. Hiding his head into your neck for the rest of the night until the pair of you eventually fell asleep.
He was quiet with you but extra soft for a few days until you could talk it out and let him know it wasn’t his fault. You just had to wait an extra few weeks and everything would go back to normal.
You could see it in his eyes now that he was frightened so you pulled him closer and cupped his jaw so you could look at each other properly.
‘Tilly had a massive head baby’ you laughed. ‘She was a right pain to get out but I don’t feel like I did with Tilly. Ryley was a breeze compared to her and I’m all healed up now. There’s nothing to be afraid of’
‘Yeah?’ He smiled. His body relaxing in your arms as you reassured him everything was okay and the small smile on his lips made you feel a lot better.
‘Yeah, of course. In fact… what do you say we pop Ryley in his nursery for a bit so we can have some time for just us’
‘Wait, what?’ He whispered, his face looking slightly shocked but in all honestly your been craving some alone time with Mason yourself. ‘Are you sure?’
‘100%, Just give me a sec and I’ll be back’ you told him. Slightly untangling yourself from him so you could pick up Ryley and take him over to his nursery. You never left him in here at night but he had his naps in here all the time so you made sure the baby cam was set up properly before dropping a kiss on his head. ‘I’ll be back for you soon, little one. Just keep sleeping for me’ you whispered. Taking one last look before making your way back to Mason.
He was sitting on the bed facing the door when you got back and a sudden wave of anxiety rolled over you as soon as you shut the door. Your body had changed so much since he’d last seen it and you knew you were covered in stretch marks and still sagging in certain places so when he pulled you in between his legs you tried not to look him in the eye.
‘Baby? Everything alright?’ He asked, fingers delicately tracing the backs of your thighs and you just nodded and you pulled him into a hug.
‘I’m okay, just nervous’ you laughed awkwardly. ‘It’s been a while’
‘I know, love. We can go as slowly as you want to though, yeah?’
‘I know’ you smiled, kissing his forehead gently but he could still read your mind and sense how apprehensive you were.
‘And I don’t care what you think your body looks like now. You know that don’t you? I love you and I just wanna make you feel good’
‘I know, Mase’ you smiled, eyes filling at his sweet words. He’d said the same after both your other babies had been born but the words still hit you deep. You didn’t look like you used you, three babies would have an effect on anyone but Mason never cared. He took you as you were and only cared about looking after you, telling you you’d given him everything he’d ever wanted and he’d make sure he looked after you in whatever way you needed.
His hands were trailing all over your bare legs, touching wherever he could as his lips pressed kisses to your chest and you couldn’t help but giggle as he finally got to touch all the places he’d missed for the last few months.
‘What’s so funny?’ He smiled, pinching your bum gently as you steadied yourself but his cheeky smile was melting you.
‘We’ve been together for so many years now, had three kids together and you’re still as horny as ever’ you chuckled, wanting him to know how ridiculous you found him but deep down you knew you were just as bad.
‘That’s what happens when you’ve got the most beautiful wife in the world’ he told you. ‘You know I’ll never not want you. Even when we’re grey and wrinkly I’ll still think you’re hot as fuck’
‘If you’re trying to get me in the mood, talking about old people probably won’t help’ you told him, kneeling onto the mattress and his light laugh made you smile.
‘Noted’ he winked, shuffling back and inviting you to lay with him and once you were next to him he laid you back gently and kissed you with as much passion as he could muster.
He kissed you until you felt dizzy, your hands gripping at him where you could and when when you moaned into his mouth he rolled ontop on you so he could look directly down at you.
‘What do you want baby? You want my fingers?’
‘Mhmmm’
‘Yeah? You don’t sound so sure’ he teased but before you could protest he was talking again. ‘I think I know what you really want’
‘What’s that?’
‘You want my mouth, don’t you?’ He whispered lowly into you ear. The sound making you shiver and a gasp to fall from your lip at the sound of his dirty words. ‘Thought so’ he chuckled and before you knew it he was kissing down your neck as he grabbed the hem of your shirt.
You knew it was just Mason and he loved you no matter what, so you let him remove all your clothes as he placed kisses to your exposed skin. Pushing any nervous thoughts out of your head so on you could enjoy the feel of him again.
As soon as his lips touched where they needed to you felt yourself melt. Feeling like you were floating on clouds as he reminded you what you’d been missing out on for months as you tried your hardest to keep your moans at bay and not wake anyone. He made it difficult though. Getting back into the rhythm of things like he’d never been away and soon enough your fingers were getting tangled in his hair as he pushed you over the finish line.
‘Stop biting your lip, I wanna do that’ he laughed, as he made his way back up to your face. Kissing you so you could taste yourself and you let out quiet moan as he gently sunk his teeth into your bottom lip.
‘I’m trying to be quiet’ you laughed, lips against his as you spoke before he stole another kiss from you. Knowing he was ready and raring to go.
‘What do you want now baby?’
‘I want you. All of you,’ you told him. Watching a slight nervousness flicker through him and you wanted to reassure him straight away. Gripping the back of his neck so you could tug him back down for a kiss and as he got into it you began to undress him until you were both naked and needy for each other.
You knew he was watching you the whole time as he pushed his way inside of you. Your face contorting in pleasure as he took his time before bending down to press gentle kisses over your face.
‘Is that okay?’ He whispered, moving his hips slowly so you could adjust to him but you were already seeing stars after not feeling him for so long and all you could muster was a nod. ‘Yeah?’ Breathed, a sense of relief laced through his voice and you nodded as you tried to reassure him further.
‘Yes masey, keep doing that’ you moaned, louder than you’d intended to but it all felt so intense and you knew mason was feeling it too.
‘Should I slow down?’
‘No, just like that’ you sighed. Reaching up to grab his shoulders so you had something to steady yourself but also because you wanted to feel his skin under yours.
‘You wonder why I still can’t keep my hands off of you?’ He moaned, pulling up so he could hold you at your waist and take a bit more control. ‘Fucking look at you, you’re unreal’
‘Mase-‘
‘I know gorgeous. I’m with you, just let go for me’ he told you and you did exactly as he said. Letting him coax you through it until you were spent and he was flopping down gently next to you.
Sometimes you felt like this was your favourite bit. Laying skin to skin with your man as he gently stroked your back and you couldn’t help but nuzzle into him more as you made every second count. You’d missed these moments with him and from the way he was holding you close you knew he’d missed it too.
‘You okay?’ He whispered after a while. Feeling your eyes growing heavier as he lulled you to sleep but you looked up at him with a soft smile as he kissed your nose.
‘I’m perfect’
‘I didn’t hurt you at all did I?’ He questioned quietly but you shook your head so he knew you were fine straight away.
‘I promise you, I’m absolutely fine’ you told him. Pecking his lips softly before sighing. ‘I’m so comfy but I need to go and get Ryley. I don’t like leaving him in there alone for too long’
‘Stay there, okay? I’ll go get little man’ he reassured you. Kissing your head gently before untangling himself from you so he could get dressed and grab your boy.
You got dressed too whilst he was gone and you were just pulling your top over your head as he walked back in with Ryley cuddled into his chest. Your heart thumping at the way they were together and no matter when or where, watching Mason with a tiny human always made your knees weak.
‘Come on boys, mumma needs a cuddle’ you laughed. Jumping up onto the bed and letting Mason pass you Ryley before he laid next to you. His head on your chest as Ryley laid on the other side and you couldn’t stop yourself from looking down at Mason and seeing how happy he was to have some time with Ryley. ‘You okay, Mase?’
‘I’m better than okay’ he smiled, reaching up to give you a quick peck before nuzzling back down into your neck. ‘Thank you for everything, I never thought I could be this happy’
You didn’t have the words for him. Your eyes filling with tears as you kissed his temple but inside you were agreeing with him wholeheartedly. You too never thought you could ever be this happy but as you thought about where you were right now and who you were with, you knew right now your life and your family were complete.
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plz could you write something about mase looking after you when you’ve had a rough day with the baby!!
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four weeks, it had only been four weeks since you’d had your baby and you were already feeling like you’d failed her.
you knew becoming a mum would be difficult but you didn’t realise just how hard it was going to be. it was like everything you did was wrong.
Mason had gone back to work only a week after Margot was born and that was one of the worst thing to ever happen. you felt like you didn’t have support even though he would get up with her during the night and as soon as he got back from work he would take over looking after her. what was funny was whenever Mason got back from football she was never crying, it was like she could sense he was coming home.
Margot loved Mason. whenever he had her she hardly cried, she’d watch his face with such concentration and coo at him all the time. but when she was with you, she’d scream and cry no matter what you did.
you felt useless.
you felt like the worst mum in the entire world, not understanding what was wrong with her as she cried just hurt your heart. you just wanted to be in the ‘baby bubble’ everyone spoke about.
you wanted to feel like your friends did when they had their kids. they were always smiling, always happy when they were with their babies who hardly cried when they were with them, it was like you were broken.
today was like no other. it started out okay, Margot was actually happy this morning when you woke up, Mason had given her a bath and put her in the cutest outfit but then as soon as he said his goodbyes to the two of you and he drove out of the driveway, all hell broke loose.
she was just sobbing and it hurt you to hear those cries. “oh Margot, what’s the matter my angel. please don’t cry sweetheart. are you hungry? is that what it is?”
you quickly balanced her with one arm as you tried to lift up your pyjama top so you could breastfeed her but every time you tried to get her to latch she would turn her head away and sob louder.
you had realised that Margot would hardly ever latch when you tried to breastfeed her. it was very rare that she would allow you to breast feed her so you had decided to start pumping your milk and give it to her in a bottle instead and most of the time she would drink it from the bottle.
“how about we get you a bottle instead hmm? would that make you feel better?” you knew she wouldn’t reply to you but it was nice to speak to her. you got up from the sofa after fixing your top and warmed up the milk.
her sobs grew louder as you rocked her. waiting for the microwave to ‘ding’ felt like hours. “i know sweet girl, not long now” you poured the milk once it was warm enough into the bottle and went to sit back down on the sofa. you tried a few times before she finally started drinking the milk, her sobs died down but her eyes were still filled with tears and the tear stains on her cheeks broke your heart.
she was hiccuping slightly as she drank her milk but her eyes were fluttering masa img she was trying her best to not fall asleep. “you rest angel, mummy isn’t going anywhere. and i’m sorry i can’t understand you like your dad does, i promise i’m trying my best”
with that, her eyes closed and it was finally silent in the house. you just hoped today would be a lot better than the rest.
-♡-
Mason was back home a little later than expected tonight, he had been asked to stay back to speak to ten Hag which he forgot to tell you about but he knew you had it all okay at home. you always had Margot in a good-ish mood when he would come home and it was always nice to come home to a quiet house after training or a football match. he would hear shouting all day and coming home was just perfect.
you didn’t want Mason to know you were struggling, to you it felt like the worst thing i’m the world. you were meant to be a good mum as soon as you gave birth but you just felt like all you did was struggle. you had no idea what you were doing and you didn’t want Mason to be disappointed in you.
however, tonight Margot would not stop crying. after her bottle this morning she napped for maybe 30 minutes before her sobs started again and that continued for the entire day. you didn’t know what to do and you felt like you had failed as a mother. you had no idea what was wrong with her and you hated that you couldn’t understand what she was crying for. you felt like she hated you.
as Mason entered the house he could hear the wails coming from Margot, he had never ever heard her sound like this before and or worried him. he could hear you, speaking to her softly over her cries, you sounded just as upset as her. “i’m so sorry angel, i don’t understand why you’re crying. i’ve fed you, cuddled you, changed you, i don’t know what else i can do. i’m sorry i’m failing you”
his heart broke. he walked into the living room and saw you holding Margot in your chest with tears streaming down your face. you looked so defeated and he hated it. “hey, what’s going on? are you okay?” he questioned as he slowly walked towards you.
you hadn’t heard the front door close so hearing him made you jump. you didn’t want him ti see you like this so you quickly wiped your eyes and showed him your best convincing smile. “oh yeah i’m fine, she’s just, i don’t know what’s the matter. i think she just might be tired” you lied, of course you weren’t okay.
“do you want me to take her?” he held is arms out so he could take Margo from you so you quickly passed her to him and he gently started rocking her which no i’m surprise stopped her cries. you felt your heart break. was it really that easy?
your eyes filled with tears, jealousy and frustration taking over your body as you saw how easy it was for him to calm her down. “look, go upstairs and have a shower, i’ll take care of Margot and you just have a break okay?we can talk after if you want to” he watched your shoulders drop slightly and your chin quiver as you tried to hold in your tears, something was definitely wrong and he was going to figure out what.
once he heard the bathroom door close he sat down on the sofa with Margot. he watched her huge brown eyes dart across his face. “what’s happened angel? you giving mama a hard time?” she cooed at him, a small smile on her face which looked exactly like yours. “you can’t give mama a hard time honey, mama’s with you all day” she squealed, obviously not understanding him.
“i’m sure you tired, if you’ve been crying like that all day i’m surprised you’re up right now” he decided to grab a bottle and try get her to nap so he could speak to you. he had never seen you like that before.
he warmed up the bottle and went upstairs to her nursery and sat in the rocking chair. he started feeding Margot and immediately her eyes started to close, he honestly wished that he was able to stay off work with you when Margot was first born. he had only gotten a week off work before he had to go back and he felt awful but ten Hag wouldn’t give him anymore time off.
once Margot finished her bottle he turned on the white noise machine and put her down into her crib. he quickly exited her bedroom to leave her to nap and went to your shared bedroom. he wanted to talk to you, you barely speak to each other now and he wanted to spend time with you.
after waiting for a while you finally came out the bathroom in new pyjamas and your hair was wrapped in a towel. your eyes were red, it was obvious you had been crying. “hey” you said, noticing him on the bed. he opened his arms and waited for you to sit on the bed next to him so he could hug you.
you quickly got onto the bed and cuddled into him. “we haven’t cuddled in ages, we haven’t spoke in ages. i want to know what’s bothering you sweetheart. i’ve never seen you look so upset” he kissed your forehead.
“i just, i feel like i’m not a good mum. like everyday all she does as soon as you leave is scream and cry and i’m trying my best to understand what’s wrong with her and i’m struggling. i’m struggling a lot” you felt your eyes well up with new tears. Mason felt his heart break. he was annoyed with himself for not noticing sooner.
“it feels like she hates me. and i just feel stupid because as soon as she’s with you, you calm her down. she even smiles at you. i’m feeling so lonely and i feel like a terrible mum.” your tears started flowing down your cheeks. you were quietly sobbing as Mason pulled you in closer and ran his hand up and down your back.
“i’m so sorry sweetheart, i really am. i’m sorry i haven’t been here to support you, i’m sorry you’ve had to do it all on your own. it’s not fair at all. and i’m sorry you think that you’re a bad mum because you aren’t. you are the most incredible mum” he heard your sniffles, guilt eating him alive.
“if you weren’t a good mum you wouldn’t do half the shit you do now. she doesn’t hate you angel, she loves you. you don’t know what she tells me when i come home” he joked which made you giggle through tears.
“i know it is tough right now, but i promise it’ll get better.” you looked up at him with uncertainty. “it will, stop giving me that look” he gave you a sympathetic smile. he hated that you were feeling this way, he wanted you to enjoy being a mum.
“you stay here for a bit, i need to go do something. don’t come downstairs until i say alright? just watch some tv and i’ll be back” he gave you a few pecks before he left you in the bedroom, confusion filling your body. but nevertheless you grabbed the remote and turned on the tv, trying to finally relax.
-♡-
it had been over an hour since Mason asked you to stay upstairs and all you could hear downstairs was Mason’s footsteps. you had absolutely no idea what he was doing and you were nervous to even go back downstairs.
“y/n sweetheart you can come down now” you heard him shout up to you so you quickly turned off the tv and made your way downstairs. whilst you were upstairs Mason did come to get Margot who had awoken from her nap about thirty minutes into him leaving you upstairs.
you had gone to get her out of her nursery but Mason quickly shooed you away back to the bedroom so he could take care of her. you were grateful he went to help Margot, he knew how stressed you were and he was trying to make you feel better so he took Margot downstairs with him.
you walked down the stairs and into the living room and saw blankets and pillows covering the sofa with your favourite food on the coffee table and your favourite movie ready to play on the tv. Mason was holding a now very aware Margot who actually reached out for you.
“i know it’s not much but i thought maybe we could spend time together for once?” Mason handed Margot over to you and kissed you passionately. “i’d love to” you kissed him one more time before you both made your way to get under the covers on the sofa.
Mason pulled you into his hold and kissed your forehead. “i know this doesn’t make up for what’s been happening these past few weeks but i do want you to know me and Margot appreciate everything you do” you felt a smile form on your face as he spoke, he had a way with words which always made you feel special.
“i have also spoken to ten Hag and told him that i’m gonna take a few weeks time off to look after you both. i don’t want you to feel alone, ever, because i am here for you” you looked up at him, it was the first time he’d seen you smile in ages.
“i know you are, you didn’t need to take a few weeks off. will he not get angry at you?” you kissed his cheek and he shook his head. “i didn’t get to take the time of when she was first born so i i don’t care if he’s mad. i have a family to look after” he lent down to kiss you again.
you didn’t know why you were so anxious to tell Mason how you were feeling, you knew he would help you and you appreciated him. “thank you mase, i love you” he smiled at you “i love you more”.
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yourusername MASON!!! 🫣
⤷ masonmount what?? It’s true though
⤷ yourusername but thanks for making me a milf, always knew I would be a hot one 🥰
⤷ masonmount the hottest milf out there 😍🤩
masonfan1 mason is so unserious omg
masonfan2 the major difference between his and y/n’s caption 😭
masonfan3 mason is a DAD. let that sink in
masonfan4 he’s made for being a girl dad!!
masonandy/n such an cute family already omg 🥹
masonfan5 already know mason is gonna be the best dad ever!
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Liam: My mom told me to follow my dreams.
Scott: So you followed Theo around?
Stiles: I MEANT LIKE A CAREER OR SOMETHING
Theo: I don't know whether I should focus on the fact that I'm Liam's dream or the fact he called Stiles mom.
Mason: Probably the first one.
#teen wolf#stiles stilinski#liam dunbar#theo raeken#scott mccall#mason hewitt#thiam is real#thiam#theo x liam#liam x theo#teen wolf incorrect quotes#stiles is the pack mom#I'm not wrong#pack mom stiles#pack dad derek too#y'all sleeping on pack dad derek#pack mom and dad sterek tbh
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Have a random dad Mase drabble
Mason fiddled with the lapels of his suit as he approached the podium set up in the centre of the stage, shaking the hand of the older man who had given him an introduction. He has been nervous when he had initially been asked to make a quick speech earlier in the evening by one of the ladies who had helped run the event, but his mind instantly flickered to his newborn daughter in Manchester who he was away from the first time since her birth 2 weeks ago and he knew what he wanted to say.
He coughed slightly, glancing around the room until his eyes landed on his brother who gave him a supportive nod and grin. It would usually have been you sitting beside his vacant chair at these events, but for the first time since you had started dating, he was attending without you on his arm. Right now you were at home, probably laid across the sofa with your daughter on your chest, and in that moment a feeling of homesickness struck across his heart that make his stomach ache with the intensity. God knows how he would be able to deal with away matches or international camps now, it was hard enough just leaving you, but the thought of leaving his daughter for an extended period was impossible to fathom.
Adjusting the microphone, his mind stayed fixated on the little human that had given him a whole new meaning to life, and a much deeper appreciation for the charity that already meant so much to him. Mason took a deep breath and started, “first off, Id like to say a massive thank you to ‘Together for Short lives’ for asking me to be here tonight and to be their patron. It has been a huge honour to work with the amazing people who run this charity and to see first hand the incredible difference they make on so many children and young people’s lives,” he cleared his throat, eyes stinging slightly as he continues, “2 weeks ago, I became a parent for the first time and that has given me an even deeper appreciation for what this foundation does for families across the UK. I always understood the importance of supporting those who have been diagnosed with a life limiting condition as well as their families, but since becoming a dad and being able to experience that love for a child first hand, I feel proud more now than ever that I am able to play a small part in this work.”
He paused, taking another deep breath, “My baby girl is at home right now with my partner and this is the first time since she was born that I’ve had to leave her for more than a few hours and I honestly feel lost. I keep texting her mum for updates and I know she’s probably rolling her eyes at me for being so anxious about leaving her. So I cant even imagine what some families go through, often being apart from their loved ones due to treatments and hospital stays. Being able to provide families with the ability to spend time together, living life to the fullest and making the most of what they have makes this charity have an even closer place to my heart.”
He smiled softly, eyes falling upon some of the families who were being supported, “so thank you all for being here tonight and allowing me to join you. Enjoy!” he finished, stepping away from the podium with a charming smile.
Shaking a few hands of other attendees he recognised on his way back to the table, he reached for his phone the second he made it back to his chair. Quickly opening up his chat with you, smiling at the last message you had sent, letting him know Marley was finally down for the night after refusing to settle earlier in the evening, seemingly missing her daddy.
I love you both more than you will ever know. See you in the morning, tell Marley daddy misses her xxxx
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happy holidays to these pictures of mike faist specifically
#he is so boyfriend it’s insane#he’s husband#does anyone else agree#mike faist sometimes gives hot dad energy and i will say it again#i cook and clean for him#mike faist#challengers movie#art donaldson#challengers 2024#panic tv show#panic tv series#connor murphy#dear evan hansen#mike faist smut#dodge mason smut#art donaldson smut#mike faist nation#west side story 2021#riff lorton#west side story#dodge mason
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Please don't take mental health advice from the emotionally constipated man, Dipper
#dipper and mabel are probably the first in the family to go to therapy probably#and actually benefit somewhat from it#stan did go to therapy but he had went to 80s era therapy so you know for sure that was not human friendly#ford doesnt trust them either#and of course their dad's A+ parenting doesnt help#intergenerational trauma from the health system bro#hitting me in the feels bro#this is teenage dipper btw!#teenage dipper would feel comfortable going by mason and showing off his birthmark primarily near grunkle ford#he still tends to hide it during high school but i like to think he eventually stops and starts showing it off#in this scene dipper is trying to suggest therapy to grunkle ford#its a lost cost dip trust me#sketch#grunkle ford#stanford pines#dipper pines#mason pines#gravity falls#gravity falls au#art#fanart#digital sketch#colored sketch#moist maguey art#dipper and stanford bonding
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Teen Dad AU
Part 6!!!
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(Sorry to anyone who’s tags are messing up, I’ll try tagging you in the replies when posted)
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The Universe had a strange way of making Steve Harrington hate Life.
Like waking up in a hospital after simply trying to pick up Louie.
Ugh.
Because it was never “simply” anything anymore, right? Now it was monsters and other dimensions and asshole blonds with pretty eyes who liked to beat him half to death.
Oh. And a bunch of mouthy middle schoolers.
“Dude, you up yet?”
“Give him a minute, Mike! He was literally half-dead not even yesterday!”
“Well if he keeps groaning like a zombie I’m gonna assume he’s become one!”
Steve found his voice, although crackly and rough from disuse, just to say “Shut the fuck up.”
“He’s alive!” One of them shouted instead.
Steve peeled his eyes open and immediately groaned at the harsh lights. Blinking against the stark white hospital walls, he turned his head to look at the kids piled in the chairs of the room.
Max and Lucas were squished together in one chair, Mike and Will taking the second. Baby Byers must’ve already been let out. Dustin was sat cross-legged at the foot of Steve’s hospital bed, that El girl right next to him. Steve felt like he was in the middle of an interrogation with how she stared him down.
Steve sat up, ignoring every bodily protest telling him to lay the fuck back down. Dustin grinned wide at Steve, and Steve gave him a very weak smile in return.
“So are you actually alive, now? Cause you still look half-dead,” Max teased, smirking at him. Steve rolled his eyes and flipped her off, snorting when she gave it right back.
“Yay he’s alive wooo!” Mike snarked sarcastically.
Steve huffed, but Mike reminded him of Nancy which then reminded him of how he got dragged into this shit when then reminded him of—
“Fucking shit,” he swore under his breath.
“Are you ok? Do we need to called the nurse?” Will asked tentatively. All the kids suddenly looked on edge at Steve’s perceived pain.
He shook his head quickly and then immediately winced. It felt like his brain was jumping around his skull. “No, no I’m fine. Just— Wheeler where’s your sister?”
Mike stared at him funny. “Dude there is no way you’re thinking of my sister after climbing out of your deathbed.”
“What? Of fucking course I am! She was watching Louie and I never got chance to pick him up or ask her about him—“
“Whoah hey— who’s Louie?” Lucas spoke up.
“He’s—“
“Oh!” Dustin perked up. “Is he the baby my mom’s watching? Little chubby thing that looks like a cute little raisin? He’s got your hair, dude!”
Steve visibly relaxed back into his pillows. “Oh my God. Ok. Ok.” It was fine. Louie was fine. Everything was fine—
“Oh the kid Nancy’s been watching?” Mike perked up. “He’s real cute.”
“Is he your little brother?” Will asked.
Steve was steadying his breathing still, so he shook his head and smiled weakly. “No. No he’s, uh— my son.”
El tilted her head. “You are his Papa?”
Steve looked at her, really took her in; her curly hair, her worn and a little too big button up, her curious head tilt, her big eyes. He smiled at her. “Yeah, sure.”
She smiled back at him, small and shy.
“You have a kid?” Lucas asked.
“Aren’t you like— 15?” Dustin accused.
“He’s like 18.” Max corrected. “He and Billy are in the same grade.”
“17, actually.” Steve informed. “But I’ll be 18 in July.”
“Who’s the mom?” Mike asked.
“Nobody you need to know,” Steve shot back. Mike huffed.
“Why was he at Mike’s?” Will asked. The kid was quiet, much like his older brother. Baby Byers only spoke up after talking to Mike, as if needing reassurance. A massive pang of guilt ran though Steve, remembering all the shit he’d said to Jonathan last year.
Steve cleared his throat. “Nancy was watching him for me for a bit cause I had work.”
Dustin perked up, grinning mischievously. “Where do you work?”
“Yeah, no. You’re not coming by to harass me.”
“Booooo!” Max shouted.
“Party pooper!” Lucas joined, sticking his tongue out. El grinned and stuck her tongue out, too.
It was then that the nurse walked in with Hopper and Mrs. Byers.
Thank God. Because it was seriously starting to feel like an interrogation.
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Hopper stole his car.
He stole Steve’s car and refused to let him drive it.
Steve was discharged later the same day he woke up. They gave him some medicine, some papers, and sent him on his way.
But he couldn’t leave because Hopper stole his car.
And then forced Steve to sit in the passenger seat of his stolen car.
Steve had never sat in the passenger seat of his own car.
“Stop huffing and puffing.” Hopper grumbled.
“I’m not huffing and puffing.” Steve (didn’t) huffed.
“Then quit sulking.”
“It’s my own car,I’ll sulk if I want to.”
“You get beat half to death and suddenly gain an attitude.”
Steve smirked out the window. “You and I both know I’ve always had an attitude.”
Hopper made a gruff sound that could’ve been a laugh, probably thinking of every time he’d had to break up one of Steve’s parties or drive him home cause he’d been wandering around drunk off his ass.
Steve perked up when they skipped the turn to go the trailer park.
“Uh, Hop? Where we goin?”
“Relax, brat. Your kid’s still with the Hendersons.”
Oh yeah. Maybe he was more out of it then he thought. Steve relaxed back into the seat a bit more than before.
“Still don’t see why I couldn’t just drive myself,” he muttered, just to be a shit.
Hopper groaned.
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When Hop pulled into the Henderson’s driveway Steve wasted no time in getting out. Hopper yelled from somewhere behind him about waiting for the car to stop next time. Steve payed him no mind and ran up the porch stairs to hastily knock on the door.
Mrs. Henderson opened up soon enough, a smile on her face and a hand on her hip.
“Steve, dear, hi!”
Steve smiled shakily down at the short women, pleased to see her but desperate to see Louie.
“Hi, Mrs. H. Is Louie here?”
“Of course, sweetie! He’s with Dusty and his friends, come say hi!” She left back into the house without another word. Steve followed after with Hopper.
Just as Mrs. Henderson claimed, Little Louie was in the living room with The Party. There was a light yellow knitted blanket spread on the floor where they all sat together, except Max and Will, who sat on the couch.
Louie was sat in Mike’s lap, Lucas right in front of them letting Louie play with his fingers. Dustin sat right next to Mike, pressed into his side and cooing down at Louie with a wide grin.
The moment Louie caught sight of his dad he let go of Lucas’ fingers and reached for Steve, bringing the attention of the Brat Brigade onto him.
Steve bent to grab Louie from Mike, his focus solely on his son being back in his arms. Louie babbled happily, his chubby baby hands making grabs for Steve’s hair and tugging lightly. Steve ignored the ache in his head in favor of smiling wide at the babbling baby.
“Hi sweetie, how you doin’ baby?”
Louie’s response was a gummy smile and one of those weird baby gurgle-trills. Steve’s grin only widened.
“Yeah I bet you’re having fun with the brats, huh?”
“Hey!” Dustin scoffed on the floor, pulling Steve’s attention back to the room.
Mike and Lucas were silently pouting, seemingly at the loss of the baby. Dustin looked downright offended at being referred to as a brat. Will and Max were kind of staring at Steve, but he ignored them for the most part outside of shooting them a small smile.
“Oh I’m sorry, did I interrupt your time with Louie?” Steve teased, chuckling at Lucas’ bottom lip sticking out. Mike made more of an effort to hide his pout but wasn’t very effective.
“Yeah, jerk. We were having a conversation.” Mike snapped, though there was no real venom in his tone.
Steve snorted, letting Louie pat at his face and ignoring the sting of the bruises. “I sincerely apologize for taking back my son from you heathens.”
“We’re not heathens!” Dustin protested.
“Yeah right! You kids would be the worst bad influences on my baby boy!”
Louie added his two-cents in the response of a squeal and particularly hard hit to the face, unfortunately right on a still healing cut on Steve’s cheekbone. Steve hissed under his breath.
“Alright—“ Mike suddenly appeared in front of Steve and took Louie. “—he’s ours again.”
Steve chuckled. He melted a little inside seeing Mike hold Louie so tenderly. He was so gentle with the baby, such a stark contrast to his usually loud and brash demeanor.
Dustin and Lucas were both up immediately to get the baby’s attention. Steve smiled as much as he could with the now slightly reopened cut, finally relaxing with seeing Louie.
“So when we’re you going to tell us you were a dad?” Max spoke up from the couch.
Steve glanced at her and placed a hand on his hip. “Who’s ‘we’? I met you like two days ago.”
Max rolled her eyes and brought her feet up to sit crisscross on the couch. “Well Billy hasn’t said anything about Louie so I assume you’re on the down low about being a dad.”
Not really, Steve thought. He just hasn’t brought Louie to school with him since Hargrove started. Mason and Gran had no problems helping out so that he could continue senior year without interruption.
But Steve didn’t tell the kids that, simply nodding and smiling.
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Mrs. Henderson was reluctant to let Steve leave.
“I mean it, Steve. You have my number, you call me if you need anything at all.” She made him swear.
Dustin was even more reluctant, going as far as to cling to Steve’s sweater.
“You have to give us your address! Come on, man! We wanna see Little Louie!”
So Steve gave in and wrote down the address to the trailer, if only to get Dustin to stop whining. Mike grumbled about how they could’ve just asked Nancy.
Again, Hopper drove. Which absolutely irritated Steve but he wasn’t about to sit and argue with the Chief of police with his baby in the back seat.
But Hopper agreed that Steve could be back to driving himself in the next couple of days— which Steve immediately protested.
How was he meant to get to and from work if he couldn’t drive?
Apparently, Hopper took it upon himself to settle that.
“What do you mean I’m not going to work?”
Hopper grumbled and wiped a hand over his face. Steve might’ve thought he looked pissed, had he not known that’s just Hop’s face.
“I mean you’re mot going to work. I already called your boss, gave them a rundown— the government one with the wild dogs— and she said it’s fine.”
Steve threw his arms out. Was it dramatic? Yes. But Steve deserved to be dramatic after the time he’s had. “I need the money! I fucking live off of those tips, Hop!”
“I know that and I already talked about that, too. You’re still getting paid, don’t worry.” Steve tried to protest again but Hopper gave him this look that made his mouth snap shut. Steve shot his gaze to the floor and crossed his arms.
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It was a weird 3 days of no work. Steve spent it at home in the trailer with baby Louie and— occasionally— Gran and the twins.
Eventually, it was time for him to go back.
Steve knocked on the Wheeler’s front door bright and early on Saturday, surprised when Mike opened the door instead of Nancy.
“Hey, Wheeler. Where your sister?”
“In the kitchen. Is that Louie?” Mike grabbed the car seat from Steve without waiting for an answer. Steve shrugged mentally and followed Mike into the living room with the diaper bag.
Color him surprised when he sees the rest of the kids sans El crowded around Little Louie, cooing and grinning while the baby thrives in the attention.
Steve smiled.
Yeah, alright. It was admittedly a very sweet sight.
Maybe everyone knowing about Louie isn’t too bad.
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AGH I DID IT!! OMG ITS OUT
I’m so sorry this took so long LMAO
Fuck mental health, my PHYSICAL HEALTH has gone to absolute shit recently. And I’m also dividing my time between Stranger Things and ATLA atm and it’s taking 200% of my motivation lol
Next part should be longer in length and have more Steddie interactions. I’m finally making some progress 😭🙏
#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#dustin henderson#mike wheeler#lucas sinclair#will byers#max mayfield#will byres#nancy wheeler#my teen dad au#teen dad steve harringon#little louie has life cut out for him#louie just gained like 6 siblings#and he doesn’t even know it#steddie#steve harrington is a sweetheart#steve harrington is a damn good dad#and babysitter#mike absolutely adores louie#mike and lucas big brother instincts kicking in with louie#UGH#I LOVE THEM#can we appreciate mason and gran?#love them 🫶
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Beach days and starry nights - Mason Mount
Request: Mason teaching your little baby boy how to swim while on summer vacay maybe
Warning: dad! Mason at its finest (yes, it’s clearly inspired to that pic Jaz gifted us with 🙈)
Tag list: @masonxomount @chelsealover @masterclassbaby
Holiday time had finally arrived so you could spend a couple of weeks away from all the stress and crazy life you had to deal with on a daily basis in London.
The thing you were looking forward the most about the holidays was having the chance to enjoy some quality time together with your boyfriend and your little son, with some crystal clear water and breathtaking landscapes in the background.
The idea of spending some romantic moments with Mason in particular, made you eager to be alone with him but with a three-year-old hurricane it was literally impossible.
"Dadaaa" He tiredly opened his eyes as he was slung on the deck chair sunbathing. You were seated next to him, your legs stretched out on his lap just to tease him as his fingers were brushing over your thighs.
"Mhh?"
"I wanna learn to swim!"
"You're still too young, honey, maybe next year"
"Nooo please!!"
That three-year-old chap was always so full of energy and willingness to learn new things everyday he was literally unstoppable.
He started tugging at Mason's hand for him to go towards the sea.
Your boyfriend grunted but in less than a minute he was already up, ready to play with his son.
"Can we go, mummy?" Mason asked you, smiling like an idiot behind his dark sunglasses.
You tried to suppress a smile and agreed. "Okay fine but be careful! And keep an eye on your dad, baby" You whispered to Nate's ear, pretending Mason didn't hear you.
"Don't worry mummy!" You laughed out loud, pressing a kiss to his head.
“Mason, be careful” You warned him sternly, as you saw him getting closer to the water with your baby in his arms. "Make him wear his water wings"
“I’m the best dad ever, don’t worry!”
You rolled your eyes and huffed, as you took a seat on the sunbed without losing sight of your men. The only thing that helped you keep track of them was your boyfriend's highlighter-orange shorts (yeah, they could be seen also in the mist and they made his bum look even more perfect but you'd never admit it, at least not when your son was still there with you).
"Okay man, wear your water wings first, otherwise your mum will get very angry with the both of us" Mason held the bright coloured plastic things for the little boy to put them on before he could start with his lesson.
From the sunbed you were chilling on, you looked at them with the most tender smile: your boyfriend was there motioning Nate all the movements he'd have done with his arms, explaining then how to keep his head to breathe underwater.
They were so sweet yet exhilarating, even more so when Nate picked up on how to move his feet to stay afloat, splashing driplets of water right onto Mason’s face who tried to take cover by moving his head to the side.
Hearing their laughters and seeing them bonding was enough to fill your heart with joy, visible in the little tear that streamed down your face before you could even stop it.
Nate was so happy about the new things learnt with his dad he couldn’t stop talking about them during lunch and for the rest of the day too.
He only stayed quiet when it was time for his afternoon nap.
“If you stay quiet I’ll buy you the biggest ice-cream ever”
“Mase!” You jokingly punched him on his arm “Bribing a kid is so vile”
“Yeah but at least our ears can have a break”
You shook your head as he leant forward to kiss your cheek.
“Mummy, can you come swimming with me?”
“Yeah, so your daddy can stay here thinking about his despicable actions” Mason smirked as he took in your figure getting up from the sun bed, ready to go and take a dip. He bit on his lower lip, trying to resist the urge to roam his hands over your body.
You warned him to stay quiet only with the use of your glare
That day at the beach soon came to an end and, needless to say, your baby boy was so tired he couldn’t even keep his eyes open while having dinner.
At night you were there, reading Nate his bedtime story as he was looking at the dark blue sky punctuated with bright stars outside the window.
"Mummy?"
"Tell me, sweetie" You smiled as you ran your hand through his dark hair.
"You know daddy told me he's so proud of me?"
"I bet he is! You're the most awesome kid ever" You leant forward to kiss his forehead.
"And he told me he loves me more than all the stars in the sky"
"You mean to the moon and back?"
"No, he told me he loves me more than all the stars!"
"Is that so? So I love you more than all the stars and all the planets"
"It's not possible!" He tells you laughing wholeheartedly.
"Who says it is not possible??"
Your son's laughter got even louder as you started tickling him, calling Mason's attention.
"Hey what's all this noise? What's happening?"
"Mama told me she loves me more than all the stars and all the planets"
"Oh really?" Mason took a seat on the bed so he was now beside you and you were both facing Nate. "It can't be possible cause I love you more than all the stars, all the planets and the Moon!"
You looked at him agape, pretending to be shocked by his answer, making your son giggle.
"How dare you?? I love him more than all the stars, all the planets, the Moon and the Sun!"
"Oh oh, you're so damn wrong baby! And what about the galaxies?"
"What is galaxies?"
"Galaxies are little families of stars, just like you, me and daddy"
You both smiled when a yawn left Nate's lips.
"Okay little star, time to sleep now" Mason smiled and kissed his forehead.
"Dada?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we swim again tomorrow?"
"Of course, champ. Can't wait to"
Mason's smile was still there on his lips, not the slightest hint of it leaving them. He gently held his hand in his, brushing his thumb over his tiny fingers.
"Mama?"
"Mhh?"
"I love you"
"I love you too, baby"
"And what about me?" Mason asked, pretending to be offended.
"I love you too" Nate admitted giggling.
"Much better now"
You both waited for him to fall asleep before you left his bedroom and got a seat on the porch, so you could let the fresh breeze lull you and watch the starry sky above you.
Mason lighlty tapped on his thigh for you to sit on his lap, making you smile as you did so.
"Sky's so beautiful"
"Yes it is" He brushed his lips against your cheek. "Do you love me more than all the stars and everything or is it just for that little one?"
Mason's slight jealousy made you giggle as you nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck.
"You're my stars and everything" You whispered, grazing his stubbly cheek with your thumb before placing a kiss on his jaw.
Even if it was pitch dark at that time, you could notice the blush that tinted his cheeks.
"I love you to the moon and back" He looked down at you, his fingers lightly dancing on your skin.
"That's not true, you love Nate more"
"What are you saying?? I should love you only for the fact that you brought him into the world"
"Only for that?"
"Of course" He giggled against your wrinkled lips, waiting for him to kiss them.
"When are we going to make baby number two?"
"Is it an excuse to hide your horny self?"
"No, I really think we should give Nate a little brother"
"What about a little sister?"
"Even better"
What was the saying? Those who have time do not waste time? Well, that night you two took it quite literally…
#mason mount#mason mount x reader#mason mount x y/n#mason mount fluff#mason mount fics#mason mount imagines#dad! mason#chelsea#chelsea imagines#chelsea fics#england nt#england nt imagines#england nt fics#football imagines#football fics#football writing#premier league#premier league imagines
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Deep end
Summary: Y/N who’s struggling with infertility started to distance herself from Mason. How will the Chelsea boy react ? Will they work It out in the end, or have they already fallen into the deep end ?
Warnings: Mention of infertility, a lot of angst
Note: This made feel so emotional. Hope you like it. Also I might make a part 2 of it.
Please listen to this song while reading
Negative.
Once again, negative.
I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror: red rims around my puffy,bloodshot eyes , rosy nose and cheeks. I’ve been crying for an hour now. I sighed and unlocked the bathroom door after throwing the pregnancy test in the bin. Mason and I have been trying to have a baby for a year now but every single test we did turned negative. And I’d be lying if I say that this whole situation hasn’t affected our relationship . We’re not who we used to be, and I don’t know if we can ever go back to the couple that we used to be.
I grabbed my phone to find a text from Mason.
From Mason:
Stacey is home. I invited her and the whole family :)
To Mason:
Of course. I’ll prepare dinner.
I no longer tell him about the test results. It’s something that I’ve decided because what’s the point of telling someone over and over again that he won’t be a father?That he won’t have a kid to teach how to play football. He always plays tough when he’s around me but I know it’s killing him too. I,once,heard him gasp from crying when he thought he was alone at home. And honestly,I don’t want him to be torn every time. I kept the grief to myself.
When Mason is around I always try to act occupied with work or sleep early just to avoid him. I don’t know why but I often find myself refusing his sex offers,thankfully he was understanding and never forced me to do something that I don’t want to.To me making love isn’t about having fun with the man you love anymore, it’s just a procedure to get pregnant… but will always end with disappointment.
Sometimes I look at him and think: Won’t he be happier with someone else ? Won’t someone else give him what he needs whenever he wants to ?
“Hi” he whispered when he walked in the kitchen.Hi, good morning, good night is all that we say to each other lately. “Hi” i greeted him without making eye contact. I can’t look at him. His eyes remind me of my failure. Uncomfortable silence filled the room. How the hell did we turn into strangers that live together? “ I, um, I’ll be upstairs. They should be here in an hour” he mumbled awkwardly,scratching the back of his head. I nodded and watched him disappear upstairs. I finished dinner and changed minutes before the doorbell rang. When I went back downstairs I found Mason opening the door. Summer,Poppy and Harley jogged towards him and wrapped their tiny arms around his legs. He lifted them one by one to plant a kiss on their cheeks.
“Aren’t you going to greet us Y/N” I didn’t realise that I was staring at Mason and the kids when Lewis joked. I hugged him tightly and explained” I’m sorry. I blacked out. Hello everyone please come in” I squeezed all of them and we all went to the living room. I grabbed some drinks and snacks and sat next to Mason who had Summer on his lap. They were both laughing. Every laugh breaks my heart a little bit more.
“ Since you’re home now,will you come to Stamford bridge and watch me play ?” He addressed to Stacy who was wiping Poppy’a mouth with a napkin. His arm wrapped around my shoulder-just like the old days- and it’s the first physical touch we had in a while. I didn’t push his arm away actually, it was the first time that I feel comfortable with him touching me. Maybe because we weren’t alone?
“Of course I’ll come to watch my baby brother”
An hour later,I,with the help of Lewis and Stacey,set up the dinner table. And we started eating.
“So how are you two,love birds?” Mine and Mason’s gaze landed on Stacey and we both faked a smile “We’re okay” we said at the same time.
“Are you staying in England for a long time ?” I tried to have a conversation with her to break the awkward silence and be a good host.
“I’ll leave right after New Year’s Eve. By the way the food is so delicious.”
“I know right. She makes the best food. Mason is a lucky bastard.” Lewis quipped.
“I know I am“ I glanced at him and frowned my eyebrows.
“Thank you guys.I’m glad you liked it”
The kids finished first and wanted to play with Mason while Debbie insisted that she will clean the table. We watched as Summer covered Mason’s eyes from behind and innocently asked him to guess who’s behind him. “Um.. I’m not sure.Is it Lewis?” He played along making them giggle so hard “ No.Uncle Mase it’s me Summer”.
I found myself smiling so big, but I looked away when my eyes met his.
“He’s so good with kids. I’m sure he’ll make a great father one day.” Stacey rested her head on my shoulder”Are you considering having kids ?” I looked down at her,her gaze was still on Mason and the kids.
“I-I can’t-“ I didn’t know what to say but thankfully Jasmine unintentionally saved me “ Can we go home ? I’m so tired and sleepy”. We said our goodbyes and they immediately went home leaving us alone,again. After closing the door,Mason approached me ,wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close without any warning. “Mason-“ I tried to gently push him away “Mason please”. He stopped and looked in my eyes. His eyes were full of hurt and devastation. “I can’t even hug you now ? Great. That’s great!” He laughed in disbelief.
“Why didn’t you tell your family ?” I ignored his sentence.
“ tell them what ?” He frowned.
“ That I can’t conceive.. that I can’t give them what they want. That I can’t give YOU what you want” my voice cracked.
“ Why do they need to know ? » he sighed « We’re young Y/N and we can always try again if that’s what you really want.I still have hope.”
“Hope?” I laughed “Hope is the most devastating thing. Hope is cruel.”
Would I be this shattered if I didn’t have hope ?
“ Kids aren’t what I want anymore. You know what I badly want ? I want my wife back. Yes I would be happy if we had a child but I would be happier if i still had the old Y/N.Whoever is standing in front of me right now isn’t the girl that I loved. I feel like I don’t know you anymore Y/N. Are we together just to have kids ? What about love ? What about you and I Y/N ?” He ran a hand through is hair” how did we end up like this ?” His voice was full of hurt. I looked down at my feet and mumbled”The girl that you loved won’t come back. I’m sorry.” I stared off into the distance,trying so hard to hold back my tears.
“That’s all you got huh ? I want to help you Y/N, but you keep pushing me away. Do you think I didn’t notice you crying in the bathroom whenever you think I’m asleep ? I didn’t want to force you into talking about it I wanted you to willingly open up to me so we can work it out together but you never did. And I can’t take this anymore. I’m so sick of you treating me like a stranger.”
He shouted,fist pushing the wall and walked out of the house leaving me sobbing with my head in my hands. Of course he’ll get sick of this. But he’ll never understand how worthless I feel when he slightly touches me. I don’t know why he has never lost hope or why he has never given up on me.
Four hours passed since he left and I was starting to worry. Has something bad happened to him ?
To Declan:
Hi sorry for bothering you but I wonder is Mason at yours ?
From Declan:
No he’s not here. Is everything alright ?
To Declan:
Yes. Don’t worry. Good night Dec !
I put my phone on the sofa when I heard the sound of keys in front of the door and rushed to open it and reveal a very drunk Mason leaning on Ben. His eyes were so tipsy, I’ve never seen him this drunk before. After putting him on the bed and going back downstairs Ben stated” Look Y/N, I don’t know what’s going on between you both but Mason isn’t okay at all. He has been playing like shit lately if you haven’t realised it yet. Also he usually never drinks when we have training the next day but look at him now.. Potter is going to scold him so bad tomorrow” I bit my nails titling my head down and nodding “I’ll take care of him. Don’t worry Ben. Thanks for telling me”
I grabbed a glass of water,and walked to the bedroom where he was laying on his back and staring at the ceiling “Here drink this it might help” I handed him the cup.”Y/N?” He called”Why don’t you love me anymore ?” His words hit me like knives,straight in the heart.Did I really cause all this damage? He doesn’t deserve to be treated that way. He deserves so much better. So much better“ I still love you”
He chuckled taking a sip from the cup of water “weird way of showing it” I helped him take off his shoes and change into something more comfortable. “You need to rest Mason. We’ll have this conversation tomorrow when you’re sober enough”
“You don’t even look into my eyes when I’m sober enough” he wiped his eyes” I’m trying to help you heal Y/N. I can’t lose you. If you need space I’ll give it to you, just please don’t leave me” his voice became weaker and weaker as he shut his eyes. His soft snores were heard minutes later. I pulled the blanket to his chest and pushed the hair that fell on his sweaty forehead. “I’m so sorry for burning us down” a tear fell from my eyes and landed on his cheek.
I put my luggage in my car as soon as the sun rose and left a letter on the nightstand next to Mason.
Dear Mason,
I’m sorry I left without telling you. But it’s honesty what I needed. I wanted space so I can figure out our future together. Unfortunately, I couldn’t accept the fact that I am infertile, and it makes me feel less of a woman and I’m deeply sorry for treating you that way, I let my selfishness take the best of me. Every time that you try to get closer, I get flashbacks of how I felt the last time that we tried and had a negative result. You, my dear Mason, are the most important person in my life and I can’t thank you enough for trying to help me but no one can help me except myself in this situation. I promise I’ll be back weather as the old Y/N that you knew or with divorce papers. You don’t deserve to go through this Mason,so if I will still feel the same, I’m afraid I’ll let you go. You can be happy with someone else and start a family. Until then, I love you more than life. Please try to understand and don’t be mad.
PS: I left some painkillers on the nightstand x
Yours sincerely,Y/N.
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ballet recital - m.m
a/n: hello honeys! how cute is this concept! loving the idea of Mason being a girl dad (sorry not sorry lol). i didn’t know how to end it lmfao. if you have any requests send them through!! anyways enjoy reading 🩰
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“are you excited for your ballet recital honey?” you heard Mason’s voice as he spoke to your 5 year old daughter Margot.
“yes daddy i am. are you still coming?” she had been excited for this recital for months and so had Mason.
this was a big deal for all of you and it just so happened that her recital landed on the day after Mason’s football game for England.
The squad had travelled to Portugal for the game and you both hadn’t even realised it at the time. “i’m sorry sweetheart, you know i’m in Portugal for a game but i promise i’ll make it next time”
she pouted and looked defeated but she understood that her dad had to work and nodded. but what she didn’t know was you and Mason had planned for him to fly home the day after early in the morning and surprise her.
“you know i would love to be there angel and i will be there next time. don’t get upset, it hurts my heart” she put on a brave face and showed him a tight lipped smile.
“i know daddy. love you” she handed the phone back to you and ran off to her room, you knew she was upset and that hurt you. “she looked heartbroken. that made me feel awful, you should go check on her” you nodded and smiled softly.
“we will be watching your game tonight. i’ll see you tomorrow yeah?” Mason nodded and smiled back at you “i love you” he said and brushed his hand through his hair.
“i love you too. be safe” with that you ended the phone and made your way to your daughters room. you knocked on her door carefully hoping to not frighten her.
you could hear the cutest voice on the other side say ‘come in’ so you did. she was on her bedroom floor playing with her barbie’s she’d gotten for christmas a couple months before. “are you okay sweetie?” you sat down next to her and ran your hand up and down her back.
she nodded and continued to play with her dolls. “would you like me to face-time daddy whilst you’re preforming?” she shrugged, you could tell she was upset and wanted her dad to be there.
“you’ve got so many people coming to see you remember? you’ve got not your nanny’s, grandads, uncle lewis and auntie jas and your cousins are coming” she looked up at you, her eyes filled with sadness. “it’s not the same” you nodded, agreeing.
“it’s not but daddy wouldn’t want you to be sad would he? he’d want you to be excited about this baby. he’s very proud of you” your hands went to her cheeks and stroked them softly. “do you think he’d want us to facetime him? he wouldn’t get annoyed?” you frowned.
“why would he be annoyed honey? he would love for you to facetime him” you were confused “but he has football and we would be interrupting him” even though Margot was only five she was so smart, one of the smartest in her class.
“absolutely not. your father would not be annoyed at all, i bet you he’d be crying on the phone whilst watching you” you lent in and kissed her forehead. “don’t you go worrying about it sweetheart, we can do whatever you want and if you want me to facetime him whilst you’re preforming then i will” she nodded.
“you are so beautiful Margot, do you know that?” you blushed and nodded again “i love you mama” your heart melted. “i love you more sweet girl”
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Mason had landed an hour ago and was now on his way to the dance hall, he was messaging you every so often to give you updates on where he was and how long he was going to be and it looked like he was getting there ten minutes before it was Margot’s classes turn to preform.
you met up with your parents, your siblings, Masons parents and his siblings at the front of the dance hall. Margot was dressed in her pink leotard, tutu and ballet shoes. “wow look at you pretty girl” Lewis said as Margot ran up to him.
he picked her up and showered her in kisses, careful to not mess up her bun. “thank you uncle lewis” you were lucky that both of your families were close, everyone got along. “you excited to preform honey? you’re gonna do so good” your mum kissed Margot’s cheek where a deep red blush spread on her cheeks.
“i’m super excited” she squealed “we should go in and find our seats, Margot do you want to go find your teacher?” you asked as Lewis put her down. she nodded. you knelt down in front of her and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
“you’re gonna do so well, you’re beautiful, the best ballerina i’ve ever seen. no nerves, no tears because you are gonna do amazing. and, i’m going to facetime your dad as soon as the show starts okay?” she smiled and nodded. Margot got nervous easily which sometimes made her cry but you knew today she wouldn’t, she was going to do great.
you all entered the dance hall and was greeted by Margot’s teacher who pointed you in the right direction to your seats and took Margot backstage. you were all practically front row and it was shocking as there was so many people here.
you saved a seat for Mason next to you and the hall quickly filled up. it was 5 minutes before the kids got on stage that Mason finally came through the doors to the hall and was searching around for you all. he spotted you and quickly walked to you all and kissed your cheek. “hi honey” he made you jump but nevertheless you knew who it was and quickly turned towards him.
you kissed him and he sat down next to you “i missed you” he said, placing his hand on your thigh. “you were gone for one day, you couldn’t of missed me that much” you rolled your eyes but blushed slightly. “one day too long, i wanted to come home as soon as the game finished. i’m never going away without you both again” you giggled at how precious he was.
the lights in the hall dimmed and the curtains opened to a stage which was decorated beautifully. your eyes focused for your little girl who stepped out with her classmates, they all stood in a line and looked around the room for their parents.
Margot locked eyes with Mason and blushed brightly and waved at him, seeing her on the stage made Mason tear up. his first born was growing up so quickly and this made him realise it. he waved back and blew her a kiss and the music started playing.
the class started preforming their ballet routine and your heart melted. seeing Margot dancing after practicing for months was the cutest thing you’d ever seen. she looked so comfortable as she danced.
you looked over at your mum who was recording the whole thing with the biggest smile on her face. you grabbed Masons hand which was on your leg and squeezed it tightly. you looked at him and he had a few tears rolling down his cheeks which you quickly wiped away and kissed his cheek.
“she looks so cute” he whispered, his eyes never leaving his little girl. “she’s doing amazing. she practiced so hard for this, it’s nice to see the final thing” he nodded as he squeezed your hand. you’d only ever seen Mason cry a handful of times since you’d been together.
nothing to do with the societal view of men crying makes them look weak, he just wasn’t a big crier. you’d only ever seen him cry when he’d watched the notebook with you, the birth or Margot, her first birthday and a couple other times.
the dance recital wasn’t very long, 30 minutes to be exact as there was two classes. after the recital had finished everyone was instructed to wait outside so they could collect their child and you stood waiting with Mason, hand in hand.
Margot was the first one out, running straight toward Mason who accepted her with open arms. “oh my girl you did so well” he picked her up and hugged her tightly. your daughter loved surprises and you knew this one would mean a lot to her.
he kissed her head and everyone awed at the two of them. “you said you weren’t coming” Margot said as she squeezed him tighter like he was going to disappear if she let go. “you really think i’d miss it? no way”
“you did so amazing poppet, you looked so beautiful” Debbie said making her look up from Masons neck. “thank you nanny” she was blushing. “do you think we should go out and celebrate? have some food together?” Mason said making Margot nod.
all of you decided on a food place and celebrated your little girls performance. Margot and Mason had sat next to each other and he had never felt love like this before. surrounded by the people he loved celebrating his daughter.
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You hummed as you set the last dish on the drying rack and cleaned the sink that was filled with soapy water. You wiped your hands with a paper towel, meanwhile, feeling your little girl squirming against your chest.
Your hands made way to rub your daughter’s small back through the sling that was over your shoulders. ‘What is it little one? I know you can’t be hungry again already.’ You say softly, as you hear her soft coo’s indicating that she settled just by hearing your voice. She just wanted to hear your voice, which warmed your heart.
You never felt love like this before.
Malia was only a 10 days old, and you weren’t going to say it was going to be a smooth ride as parenthood has its moments but you were trying to live in the moment and trying to cherish every moment you can have with her while she’s still this small.
You never really understood it when people used to say to you that children grow up so fast but you felt like you could feel it already and it hadn’t even been a full month yet. Your selfishness wanted her to stay this small forever.
People might call you crazy for saying this but you missed cleaning and doing housework. But really, you were happy to be and moving, doing something that required moving. The end of your pregnancy had been tough and your worried boyfriend didn’t let you do anything.
Walking to the living room, you bent down to pick up some fallen blankets, winced in pain while doing so. ‘You really did a number on me angel.’ While you folded the blanket, you felt someone tap on your shoulder, which could be none other than your boyfriend, Mason.
‘Baby, what are you doing? You should be resting.’
There was your over concerned boyfriend, which you couldn’t blame but you wanted to prove to him that you could multitask with your daughter and mainly you didn’t want to be sitting at home on your maternity leave doing nothing, which the thought of it made you feel useless alone.
‘I’m fine, Mase. I’m not pregnant anymore, you don’t have to worry so much.’ You set the blanket on the couch, hearing Mason sigh as he set down the back of groceries on the coffee table.
‘You’re still healing, angel. Just take it easy, please, for me?’
Sighing as you dramatically took a seat on the couch. ‘Fine, I will waste away on the couch, for you.’
Mason kissed both yours and your daughter’s head before he picked up the bag and went into the kitchen to unload the groceries. You close your eyes, feeling the little heartbeat of your daughters, and you felt warmth inside of you. You could stay in this position forever, even though a few minutes you were saying you wanted to do clean and do house work.
It wasn’t long before Mason came into the living room and started by saying ‘And you cleaned the kitchen?!’ You shook your head in amusement as you traced your fingers over Malia’s squished cheek. ‘It’s not like I cleaned the floors or something. It’s not a big deal.’
‘Obviously I haven’t been doing enough work if you still found something to do.’ Mason complained, coming to sit next to you on the couch. You threw you head back and laughed. ‘Mase, that’s ridiculous. You’re doing everything. I don’t even think you’ve slept a full 6 hours since Malia’s been born.’
Mason reached over and pulled down the cloth of the sling to see Malia clearly. ‘How can I sleep when this little angel demands attention?’ You shook your head playfully, ‘you’re such a sucker,’ you said jokingly.
‘I’m only a sucker for my two girls.’ He teased, playfully grinning at you.
A short while later, breaking the comfortable silence Mason says, ‘Let me hold my little angel.’ Y/N carefully took her out of the sling for Mason to hold her as he cradled Malia to his chest and gently kissed her little head.
‘This is the best feeling in the world.’ Mason said, before he had his arms out pulling you into him into his chest too. Y/N rested her head onto Mason’s chest, feeling at peace.
This is all what Y/N ever wanted, and now she had it, she’s never letting go.
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