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gr00vyminibus · 9 months

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Headcanon / If you and Jennifer had another child. 🌺

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* you both are roughly in your late thirties or early forties :) and Jennifer got a sperm donor.

Warnings: fluff, and some sensual scenes.

☆ pop up - updates!

[A/N: is it just me or am coming across videos that lashana has liked on insta, she seems to really enjoy cute baby videos... 🤰🏿 Btw, I'm kicking out these damn WIP's cause they been living in my drafts rent free for weeks and thats what we not gon do. 😌☝🏿]

Taglist : @zeezeecave @mybonafidefeelings @masterajoy314 @xenaizogie @blacksapphhicmaddonna

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♡ You reassure Jennifer that her stomach is beautiful.

• "most of my clothes don't even fit anymore so I'm just lounging in nightgowns and robes.." you hear Jennifer on the phone with one of her colleague friends as you sit on the couch with a bowl of cereal.

• "Is it wrong for me to feel embarrassed, sonya?" You rip your eyes off the television and hum in shock. Jennifer waves you off and gestures to the phone.

• "Put her on hold real quick."

• "What?"

• You look at her as place your bowl on the glass table, "put her on hold" she obliges and once her attention is fully on you, you grab her hands and ask, "You're embarrassed about your belly?"

• "I-I mean a little.."

• "Why? baby its so beautiful, you wanna see what I see?" She keeps her eyes glued to your eyes as she shrugs with a slight head tilt. You go to raise her gown and reveal her swollen stomach with your precious baby remaing idle inside. You swipe your thumb across her puffy naval and lower down to kiss along the dark vertical line of her stomach.

• She nibbles on her bottom lip as you take your time and caress soothing circles into the sides of her waist. "I personally find it adorable, never be embarrassed or ashamed okay? it's gorgeous.. you're gorgeous."

♡ Everyday Jennifer has a new (and weird) snack craving.

• Jennifer feels your eyes piercing into the side of her head but she doesn't care when she's in the middle of watching a classic comedy.

• You watch as she tastes the spoon of the concoction she made just a few minutes ago, "Baby?" she raises her brows signaling she's listening.

• "what are you eating now?" You find a small smile forming on her lips as she takes another spoon and offers you some, "honey and hot sauce, try it" as hopeful as she sounds you rear back a bit and decline with your sealed lips.

• "Come on, try it. For me?" You gradually loose your resistance in her chocolate truffle eyes, Jennifer relaxes her furrowed her brows when you lean forward and taste some expecting for it to be absolutely horrid.

• But, "wait.. wait." You frown.

♡ Moments where you wish you could switch places with Jennifer because you hate seeing her in pain.

• "Is this helping, my love?" You cuddle her in your matching silk robes while softly massaging her shoulder blades and back. Jennifer occasionally let's out some low whines and short airy moans with a nod of her head.

• "Yeah, can you do this until I fall asleep?" You lean over her side and kiss the shell of her ear. "Of course, you know I wish I could take all this pain from you and harbor it myself just so you can have a good night's rest."

• "Are you insisting that you'd want to carry the child instead?"

• "Yeah?" Jennifer scoffs.

• "You're insane, I'll be fine as long you're around."

♡ You learn that Jennifer's body is getting more sensitive to things over time.

• "I want to wear something different.." you help jennifer take off her blouse with a light frown, she felt the need to change her clothes quite a few times.

• "You could fit into each outfit you tried on, whats the problem?"

• "I don't know, I just– the way it feels is strange." You smell the most recent peice of clothing she's tried on and blankly stare at her, "well their clean so.." She rubs her hand down her arm before scratching her tricep which is suddenly really itchy.

• "What detergent do we use again, darling?" Your back is turned to her as you put the shirt up and browse through her closet for something else.

• "Tide?" you glance back and realize her steady scratching as a light bulb goes off in your head.

• "Oh!"

♡ Kiiicckss!

• while you both followed the pregancy excerise tape a sudden kick occurred in Jennifer's stomach, "oh!" your hold under her stomach almost faltered.

• "I'm sorry baby was I being rough?" She shook her head rapidly and looked back at you.

• "they kicked.." a smile broke out on both of your faces as you gushed over the first moment of live action.

♡ when you come back from an errand Jennifer tends to be very dramatic about your short leave.

• "Baby, I'm home!" You could hear someone stand up from the couch and listened to the quiet thuds of her feet that came one step at a time. She appeared inside the kitchen as you lifted the last bags on the counter and immediately opened your arms.

• Jennifer liked to squeeze you sometimes aswell and you rubbed her back, "I was only gone for thirty minutes, my love."

• "More like thirty hours. What were you doing in that store?"

• "I couldn't help but browse through the baby section and I found these pair of shoes that I thought our baby could wear." Jennifer slowly lets you go as you reach in the bag and take out the shoes to show her.

• "Aww, their so pretty. " she took them into her hands and you smiled before looking at her cast down eyes.

• "Baby are you crying?"

• "No.." her voice wavered.

♡ Jennifer can get jealous sometimes.

• It happens when you both shop for clothes or shoes and she thinks the employee is giving you all sorts of heart eyes.

• "You're too pretty to be frowning, whats wrong?" in which she breathes out a stubborn 'nothing' that makes you say her first name so she can spit it out.

• "Patricia... sure was nice"

• "She's just doing her job baby" you slip on a pair of slippers on her feet while Jennifer raises a brow.

• "When you requested a shade a baby blue, she smirked and said baby blue? You didn't catch that?" A laugh of your own came out a bit louder than usual and you shook your head with sealed lips as Jennifer stared at you incredulously.

• "Let's try on this sundress." You walked through the store to find a changing room with Jennifer following behind you hand in hand. How can she be jealous when you both were literally engaged.

♡ Matilda checks in from time to time.

• "You just have to wait until she picks up" Jennifer's squeezing your hand as she stares at the call icon continuing to ring for her daughter.

• Suddenly the computer stops ringing and Matilda pops up on the camera looking she's doing something.

• "Matilda!" The now grown woman looks at with a smile and waves to the both of you, "Hey mom and mom" You chuckle and see her bringing some of her long brown hair from her face because of the breeze.

• "Where are you headed?"

• "I have to make it to class" she laughs with her creasing blue eyes momentarily darting at the camera.

• "Oh, did we.. call you at a bad time?" Jennifer glances at you, "No no I'm glad you called, how's the baby! from what I see it looks healthy" The brunette beams. Jennifer shuffles to the camera and touches her bare stomach due to her wearing a croptop.

• "It is! I wish you could visit us, sweetheart."

• "I'm hoping that I can come and see you both during December."

• "We're hoping too angel" you smile at her on the other line.

♡ You offer to alleviate the pounds Jennifer is carrying.

• You crept up behind her and whispered something in her ear that she was first confused at until you placed two neatly folded hands under her stomach and gently lifted up. She sighed in relief and thanked you before grabbing some seasons from the cabinet.

• "Can you hold the baby while I cook dinner?"

• "I just-"

• "Thank you darling." fourty-five minutes later.

• "Rotate, lean, to the right please." You sighed and eyed the wooden spoon she held near her lips, "taste this." She offers the spoon to you with her attention still on the steaming pots and you moan at the flavor.

• "Does it need anything?" She knew she could trust your word since you've been tasting spoons before you could walk.

• "Throw in a little more onion powder and you're done."

♡ ultra sounds

• "the gel isn't to cold is it?" Jennifer barely catches the doctors question as she shakes her head and stares back at the monitor. You're beyond happy that you were by her side as the probe circled around her stomach.

• "there she is, and she's looking healthy as usual." The doctor smiled at the both of as you marveled at the embryo shifting slightly in the womb. Jennifer's smile was bright and contagious as she couldn't take her eyes off her beautiful little girl.

• "I'm already in love with her.." she breathes out.

• "I hear you on that one, wait till you finally give birth and get to hold her in your arms. Its one of the best feelings in the world as a mother,"

• "Have you decided on a name?" Jennifer looks at you expectantly as you squeeze your linked hands.

• "Esmerealda."

♡ Jennifer can be absolutely adorable without knowing it, and you don't hesitate on letting her know.

• Today is an extremely lazy day for you both, Jennifer has her back leaned against you from in-between your legs and your playing with her frizzled kinks. Suddenly you're hit with a waft of warm cinnamon roast crunch and Jenny smacks her lips lightly after her yawn.

• You naturally watch her and witness that cute after pout she does with her cheeks, Jennifer feels a sticky kiss land on her cheek. She smiles as you continue peppering them throughout the day, seeing nothing to it. But the kisses travel to her mouth eventually and you can't help but squish her face in your hands as you do.

• "My baby.." Jennifer sighs as she folds a few clothes and tilts her head up for you to hold with your big hands. Her eyes shift closed as you let you the kiss linger a bit longer before parting like you usually do.

• "How many kisses is that?" You would always say not enough and Jennifer would playfully try to shove you away as she told you how much of a distraction you were.

• You put your arms behind your back and feigned being sincere about stopping but a peck couldn't be contained, Jennifer placed the last folded clothes in her hand on the armrest and pulled you by the neck of t-shirt. Guaranteeing that you would no longer be teasing her with a soft slow kiss of her own

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♡ (18+)

♡ There are times when she needs more than kisses.

• you stroke Jennifer's back as she's wrapped around you like a Koala on the couch, your other arm is against the armrest so your able sit up straight and watch the television but gentle kisses to your neck begin to distract you.

• you don't let it fully pull on your mind as you're sure Jennifer will give a bit a nibbles here and there and eventually stop but she doesn't. Her lips press into your skin deeper with desperation. She wants you to give in, do something.

• your eyelids start to slide closed as she sucks with an intention of making bruises, her hands feeling your hair and holding the back of your neck.

• "Mh, what are you doing?"

• "Take a wild guess" she kisses under your chin, making you smirk up at the wheat colored ceiling.

• "But you're on your second last month?"

• "When you had to step out–" Jennifer finally molded your mouths together, "I asked the doctor about it and– he said it was okay just no penetration– and doing positions where I put stress on my spine or stomach." You began changing your seating until she was in your lap ready to be lifted.

• "Okay then, I got something special for you."

♡ < BONUS >♡

• "Am I still attractive to you?" Jennifer asked.

• "Absolutely. Why- as a matter of fact point your insecurities out to me right now."

• "No, that's mortifying" Jennifer chuckles, "it'll make you feel better. Trust me." Jennifer sighed and for a moment you both were staring at eachother before she slowly took one of her hands from the covers and tapped on the apple of her cheeks.

• Next was her chest covered by the bed sheet and a pat to her thighs, "then my stretch marks, back rolls and.. thats about it." You got closer to her and kissed her slightly chubby cheeks before doing the same to every one of her stretch marks. She layed on her back as you included the ones between her thighs and across her waist.

• And she turned one last time so you could peck the ones up her arms and mouth on the whole expanse of her back, making it all the way up to her arching spine. "I'll love you in any way, shape or form. You hear me?"

• she nodded against the pillow until you gently palmed her sensitive breasts, earning an involuntary moan.

• "thought I'd forget about these huh, let me hear you say it. My body is perfect." Your thumb rolling her tender nipple made Jennifer whimper as you transfered to the next one.

• "Uhn, mh~ m-my body's per-fect"

• "Good girl." You stopped toying with her breasts and put a comforting hand on her stomach that she placed her own over.

• "Get some rest baby." She hummed and turned her head to give you firm kiss on the lips before snuggling her back into front of your body.

#jennifer honey #lashana lynch #black wlw #jennifer honey x black fem #jennifer honey x fem reader #lgbtq #lesbian #Spotify #ms. honey fic #miss honey fanfiction

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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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Delicate (Mick Schumacher)

(By Taylor Swift)

He was F1's prince and you were just a black sheep. It was delicate.

Honey Bee's 2000 celebration

Note: this is a really old request, I couldn't leave it out.

He was F1's prince. He was pretty, adorable, he loved the sport and hat that blonde hair and beautiful eyes. He had charisma and that something that threw everyone to his feet. You were Gasly's ex. The one that broke up with him during the second half of the season and who owns the responsibility for every single mistake Pierre had done.

And there you were, right under his sheets completely wrapped in each other.

You had known him for a long. You had been with Pierre for almost 2 years and you were a usual around the paddock. After the break up, you had been invited to a party by Charles. Mick had also been there and he had walked to you with a smile and no intentions. That was before the first drink. Then the second came and you had already leaned forward. He was sweet and you loved to talk to him. He had so many interesting things to say and there was this peculiar aura around him.

It started that night after the party and you both became addicted. But it was so difficult. You barely spoke when you were in public but he would run to you once you were behind closed doors. Now months later you had fallen deeply in love.

Mick kissed your face and then your shoulder. His blue eyes bore in yours and you cupped his face.

"Hi" You said smiley.

"Hello, beautiful"

You giggled and pulled him for a kiss. He smiled in your mouth and deepened it. You were both exhausted from a whole day at home together, so you kissed lazily for long minutes.

"Mick" You whispered pulling back. "I know a place. It's really close. We could go and have dinner. I have been wanting to..."

He sighed and rolled off you.

"I'll call and order some" He muttered.

You bit your lip and nodded.

"Okay" You said sitting up and grabbing a shirt. You put it on.

"YN, where are you going?"

You got up and walked to the bathroom without answering. You didnt trust your voice.

"YN, please. You know how it is"

"I do, yeah" You said weakly. He barely heard you.

Mick hurried getting some clothes before following you to the bathroom.

"YN, please... Don't be upset"

You looked at him through the mirror. How could you not be upset?

"How long will it last?"

"I-I don't know. Toto said..."

"Yeah Toto said." You rolled your eyes.

"YN" Mick said more serious. "You know it's delicate"

You scoffed and walked out. "Delicate, yeah"

"Don't be stubborn, please"

You gasped and turned around. This relationship had been a fairytale since he approached you in the party. It had only been love and sweetness. Behind close doors obviously. You had fallen in love with him. You craved for more. You needed more.

"I'm not stubborn! For how long has this been going on, Mick?"

"Three months"

"Three months, okay. And what have we done?"

He stuttered. Was there a right answer?

"Hidden! We have hidden!"

He groaned and run his hands over his hair. "You knew it was like this"

"Y-you said it would be like this at the beginning"

"And... It is"

"This is not the fucking beginning"

"I don't want to share this, YN"

Those words felt like a sting in your chest and left you almost out of breath.

"This? Us? Me? What?"

"Us. You" He whispered. Mick lowered his head because he hated lying to you and that's what he was about to do. "I like when things stay with us, I don't want the public to be a part of our relationship"

"Have you already told your family?" You said ignoring his stupid excuse.

Mick was sweet and loving. He was perfect. He was the man you have always looked for. But recently it was getting unbearable. You felt trapped.

"N-no"

You laughed sourly. "No. Of course not. Then it's not about the public. It's bullshit"

Mick groaned. "Can you understand?"

"Understand what!? What is there to understand?! You hide me, you put me inside this walls and we do nothing else but fuck and watch TV! This is not a good relationship!"

Mick clenched his jaw and took a deep breath.

"Why can't you be sincere and... I don't know. Tell me why you really do this"

"Because of you. And Pierre. And the team. And my fucking nonexistent seat" He grumbled.

Silence fell in the room and you could barely move. The air was tense and you felt uneasy.

Months ago, when you broke up with Pierre, thousands of fans had attacked you on social media. You had to eliminate your old account ts and create new ones. You had to hide from the public eye for weeks and stop seeing the friends you made in the paddock only to protect yourself. The night Mick and you slept together for the first time, when everything started, was the first time you went out after all the drama. Now, months later, it kept chasing you. You were still the horrendous woman responsible of Pierre's downfall in the race following your break up.

A sob left your lips and you hugged yourself.

"I wish I had never met Pierre and you and everyone else..." You said out of breath. "I wish I had stayed at home that night."

Your words broke Mick's heart in a million pieces. "YN, no... Don't say that..." He tried to walk to you but you step back.

"You don't want them to see us together because of what happened with Pierre." You said. "You are ashamed of me"

"No. No, I'm not." He said deadly serious. "I'm fucking in love with you."

"Then? Why the fuck can't we be normal?"

"Because I can't! The team... They think that if we are seen together and people talk... They will think I made you two break up. That's not good for my image. I need to..."

"Yeah. You image." You sighed defeated. "You image and the fucking team before us"

"YN" He tried to reach to you again but you took another step back.

"No, Mick"

You decided it then. You eyes got open by a reallity hit.

"I'm also in love with you. I love you so much and I want us to work. But... We can't work if you keep putting this things over me. I respect that it's your job and I know how happy it makes you. I love to see you in there. But... The team can't always decide what is good for you or not. I can't be with someone who prefers to keep me hidden that risk it a bit."

"I'm risking a lot of things, YN"

"No you are not. You are hiding. You are avoiding risking it. I'm sure you didn't even try to convince them"

With teary eyes, Mick closed his lips and lowered his head. He hadn't. They told him the relationship had to be secret and he simply said yes.

"And... Your family. You could even tell them. Where is the risk in there?"

He said nothing and it was enough.

"I love you, Mick. But this is over"

"YN no..."

"Yes"

You picked your things in silence and when you were about to leave, he stopped you.

"If I ever... If we... Would you ever give me a second chance?"

You stopped to look at him. He was crying and pale. Somehow, it helped to see him like this because at lead he cared enough to feel hurt.

"That's on you, Mick. I've loved you from minute one"

Note: I'm open to write more about this, just tell me.

#mick schumacher #Ms #Angst #honey bee's 2000 celebration #Fic #F1

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