#water ballon belly
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The trend continues!
(Continued)
The next obvious evolution from air is water... wonder how fire and earth are gonna play in there
(Really hope someone notices her belly before she pops like the balloon she is...)
#furry#fat fur#furry character#weight gain#my oc art#fat belly#fatfur#obese women#thicc and curvy#inflated belly#water balloons#water ballon belly#water inflation#belly expansion
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Im begging you 🛐 I need a Aether Fan fix where him and reader have a little girl 😭 pleaseeeeee
Piccolo Demone
I love and live for Aether babies. Thank you for the request! I have learned that writing fluff is allot easier than smut. One part is inspired by this post by @bitterconfusion 💕
Warnings: pregnancy and everything that comes with that, child birth, pregnancy pains, stressed aether, plenty of fluff! Not proof read bc I really wanted to post it as soon as possible
- Requests are open -
“A-a baby?” Aether muttered, his mind not comprehending the news that had left your mouth.
You nod, nervously playing with your hands.
“Uh, yeah, I’m pregnant…” you reply, voice hippie with joy as his dumbfounded face turns bright with a smile.
“So, there is a child inside of you, right now? Like right this second. Am, am I going to be a father? Like you are going to give birth?” He stutters, kneeling to your stomach, cupping it with his ringed hands.
He gasps and leans back a bit as he realizes, “wait..” he turns to look at your curled lips, “s-she is made from both of us?”
You giggle a little, chuckling at his still stunned expression. “How are you so sure it’s a girl?” You ask, bringing a hand to his cheek.
“What do you mean how?” The ghoul scoffs, “of course it’s a girl, I just know it.” He laughs, bringing his ear to your stomach.
You know there is nothing to hear or feel yet, but you will let your ghoul have this moment.
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During the pregnancy, aether will simply not allow you to have any movement that’s not a small 4 feet walk, or sitting/laying down. If this man of a ghoul so much as sees the thoughts of bending down in your eyes, he is quick to stop you.
“Don’t you dare!” He yells from afar as he senses the “dangerous” activity about to commence as you see the dropped article of clothing on the floor beside the hamper.
Aether is constantly by your side, “that’s our little girl in their! We must be careful!” He explains, rubbing your belly softly.
Craving something? Aether has the other ghouls make it as he takes care of you.
Sleepy? Aether already has you in pajamas in his arms.
Anxious? Sad? Moody? Sick? This ghoul knows that before you do, he has medicine and what times to take it written on a chart, sometimes on dews arm so he doesn’t forget or loose it.
Contractions? Heating pad ✅ hot soup ✅ his warm arms and a comedy on the TV ✅
-
One time, you felt playful and decided to play a sick prank on the soon to be father. Shrieking in a small whimper, your definitely not a small ballon of water taped to your thigh breaks. And aether comes running into the room, “what! What is it?! Is ev-“ his eyes meet with the small pool of water at your feet. He shrieks too, panicking as he cups his head with his hands.
“Uh, uh, I uhhh, uhm, I-“ he panicked, looking around the room as if someone else was there to instruct him.
When you break out in laughter the ghoul is very much concerned.
Has she gone mental?
Aether was very concerned, he was flabbergasted. And then he connected the dots when you no longer looked in pain.
He huffed and realized he had forgotten to breathe, turning around and letting his shoulders relax.
“Are you serious?”
-
When the moment you, and everyone In the ministry, have been waiting for arrives. You and aether are quickly rushed into a private room that had already been set up the previous days.
Your ghoul, never the less his companions, were all on edge. They felt every little feeling you did, on top of that their own? Rain and the ghoulettes are in tears, mountain is having a panic attack, dewdrop lit something aflame, Swiss is just trying to calm aether down even though he isn’t sure what to do either. They feel your pain, fear, anxiety, and happiness all In one.
The ghoulettes even felt a small bit of your physical pain, the male ghouls felt aether and your own pain too.
As the midwife’s rush your limp shaking body, you wail in tears, calling out for your ghoul.
“A- aether…it hurts…I’m scared, what if something goes wrong?” You sniffle, face blush. Grabbing your hand, he replies, “nothing bad is going to happen, we have the best of the best here, it’s alright my dear.” He whispered, kissing your cheek, trying to calm you down.
As your breathes became uneven, the cruel process had begun.
“Push as hard as you can my love.” He said, trying to look collected.
As you pushed, all sounds became a blur and your vision became cloudy. The pain was too unbearable, “aeth- aether, I can’t!” You sobbed, “I can’t do it.” You cried into his shoulder as he kneeled by the bed.
“Yes you can, I know you can because your the strongest person I know. And nomatter what we get ourselves into, we have always and will continue to get ourself out safe.” He stated, firmly gripping your hand as he glanced back and forth between you, and the midwife’s trying to make the situation easiest as possible. “Your laugh, your smile, your voice, your hair, eyes, and perfect eco will be in this baby. They say nobody’s perfect but you are, so I think we just debunked that my dear.” He chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood.
You only cried more, happy, sad and feeling undeserving of the amazing ghoul you had by your side for life.
“Aether, if-if something happens, and I don-t” you were quickly hushed before you could finish the request.
“Don’t even think about that, your going to be fine, and this baby, all of us, fine and warm, and happy.” He told you, a genuine smile across his expression.
-
When the leading midwife hands you the child, wrapped in a soft pink cloth, you can’t help but feel that your holding a glass that’s about to shatter. You hold her carefully, relieved the process is over with. When you glance to see aether, you giggle at how mesmerized he is. His jaw was practically dropped to the floor, his eyes wide as he didn’t dare blink while studying the precious creature.
“She- she has your smile and, and your hair!” He said, giddy and almost jumping up and down.
“But don’t you see? She has your eyes and, and I suppose your horns!” You laugh, holding her closely as aether brings you both into a tight hug, but not tight enough to hurt either of you.
You scratch his special spot behind his ear, seeing him twitch in affection.
“I-I can’t wait to show everyone!” The ghoul laughs, happy and relieved tears spilling from his eyes. “I’m a father! And you a mother! And I have a child! And, and she can go on tours, and she will love the ghouls, sister imperator will make her cute little dresses and-and papa!” He couldn’t help the fumble of excitement spewing from the new father, tail flicking back and forth.
Once the mess is cleaned up, and the room is neatly lit with dim lights, soft blankets and just you, aether, and the sweet girl he holds in his arms. He scanned every feature, looking from you to her in comparison, he smiles more and more until it hurts.
When there’s a soft knock on the door, aether is quick to let them in, knowing it’s his companions.
I can’t wait for them to meet her
The ghoulettes have to quickly cover each others mouths in order not to scream and simply die of cuteness. As they fill the room, rain can’t help but come over to the bed to check on you, his first priority is making sure everyone is safe and sound.
“Need water? Would you like a snack? More blankets? Pillows?” The soft ghoul asked, straightening the blanket across your frame.
Mountain of course is the one holding all of the gifts the ghouls had gotten you both, as a surprise for the little thing.
“I can’t believe we are aunts! I can’t wait to spoil her!” They squeezed their hands together tightly, trying their best to give aether and the little flower space.
Everyone suddenly looks at dewdrop only to realize that, for the first time ever, the ghoul is excited to see a child, nevertheless an infant at that. They giggle at the way he blushed at the cute thing as he tried to not look interested. He played with his tail behind Swiss, trying to ignore everything and focus on anything and everything besides the baby smiling and giggling in Aethers arms.
Swiss, comes beside aether, sitting in the chair across.
“So? How is it? How does it feel to be a dad?” He asks with his wide grin.
Aether looks up, for the first time in the last 30 minutes of holding her. “Hell, it’s my very own flesh and blood, and, did you see her little nubs for horns? She has little claws too!” He smiles, biting his lip.
You feel a heavy tensing pain in your lower area of your stomach, and the unforeseen sensation strikes a loud cry from you. Bringing your hands to hold your stomach, the rooms attention switches to you. The ghouls imedeatly come to the edge of your bed to see what the problem was.
“What”
“What is it?”
“What’s wrong sweet pea?”
They are quick to be alerted by a simple stomach pain. You groan as another one hits you, cramping your muscles tightly, you feel like your going to burst.
Aether is the first one to come to your side, “my darling?” He asks, as the child in his arms starts to cry at the sudden movement and noises.
The crying baby, raging stomach, and the concerned ghouls swarming you is just too much, you don’t know what to say.
“S-stomach.” Is all you can mutter to him as your tiredness is not helping your current state.
Aether looks at you, the baby, and the other ghouls as well as the entire room. Looking for someone to guide and give him step by step instructions again, he orders the ghouls to go and get a nurse.
With three of the ghouls chasing out the room in panic, you look at aether in hopelessness.
“I’m just so exhausted.” You whimper, not really caring what they do or say.
Aether tries to hush the mini ghoul in his arms by rocking them back and forth, while trying to understand what your problem was as well as the baby’s.
-
As the nurse leaves the room, you realized that it was a simple after birth defect. Being drained of all energy, all you can do is stare at the ceiling, waiting for a moment to drift off. Aether is tired too, but the child just won’t stop crying.
You feels tears again, fall from your face, in frustration.
The ghouls also don’t know what to do, so they decide to get papa.
-
When papa enters the room, the ghouls go quiet as they trust he will know how to ease the situation.
He sighs understandably as he notices the anxiety, and exhausted look on Aethers face as he rocks the baby more as it continues to fuss. He then meets your droopy eyes, body aching, frustrated, and exhausted as well.
Copia takes the child into his arms from Aether, and almost immediately, she stops crying as she is cradled into his loving warm arms.
The man chuckles, “see all she needed was her papa.” His smile is warm and genuine as he kisses her forehead and adjusts the pink cotton blanket to warm her more.
“Well I’m sure that if the adult ghouls are upset in this time, I can only imagine what our little dolce raggio di sole is feeling here as a piccolo demone.” He says as the man looks at both you and aether.
Then it clicks, the child is a ghoul, of course they have the same senses. They must’ve felt her pains and the stress filled room
Aether sighs as the child immediately stops crying, a wave of relief washing over him. As copia walks out of the room, softly shutting the door behind him with a “let’s let daddy and mommy get some rest, eh?”
Aether falls back into the chair, cupping his forehead, he turns to check on you. But he finds that you have immediately fallen asleep. He smiles and leans in to kiss your head goodnight as he turns off the lamp beside you. Brining the footstool to his seat, he makes a homemade bed for himself as he lays your hand in his, he slowly drifts off as well.
-
When they take their first steps, it’s in the ghoul den. The ghouls were all lounging as you fixed a cup of tea. And in the corner of your eye, followed with a few ghoulette gasps and a tail flicking from rain beside you, you see your very own little ghoul stumbling across the floor on her own two legs.
You almost spit out your tea
Already?!
-
The little things got some fire in her, dewdrop says, looking at the child run away from him holding the toy in hand. Running to aether as he entered the room from mass, he bends to his knees to greet the mess of a girl.
“Hey, I missed you firefly!” He says, grabbing her little hands in his own large ones.
“Da!” She exclaimed, everyone’s hearts were speeding up at the almost full word. You all sighed, realizing she was so close yet so far.
“Dada!” She exclaimed again, this time you can hear happy whimpers from everyone in the room at the cute little girl.
Aethers jaw is once again at the floor as he looks to you for a reaction, only to see you are the same.
-
By now, the ghoulettes have already filled a separate closet of dresses they made for her. Pink, black, yellow, white, brown, frilly, short, long, fluffy, ruffled, pattern, you name it. And papa had a slight obsession with buying her stuffed animals. At one point she had an entire army of stuffed rats from copia. Rain loves to teach her things, mountain loves taking her outside and baby sitting, Swiss and dewdrop absolutely love causing chaos with the little demon. They might be teaching her far too many things as she is already showing her element.
But it was the days that you and aether spent of baking and watching movies in a cuddle pile you loved. The little girl was already loved by all of the siblings of sin, nevertheless sister imperator.
She had already started strumming Aethers guitar and coming up with random words as lyrics as he played.
Oh and she absolutely loves concerts, she hides behind stage or even under plat forms. She loves getting front seat views of her uncles and aunts. The crowd loves her too, cheering whenever they found her hidden away.
But aether, the part he loved most was watching you grow with her. He loved that you both changed as parents and loved ones just by being around her constant smiling silly mess.
Aether will always love you and her forever, she might just replace him she’s getting so good at guitar!
*her aunts love running little fashion shows with her
#aether ghoul#aether ghoul x reader#aether x you#the band ghost x reader#the band ghost aether#the nameless ghouls#the nameless ghouls x reader#serene sun writes#the band ghost fluff#the band ghost headcanons#the band ghost copia fluff
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You have one of the most amazing bellies I've ever seen! I'm sure you get it a ton.. 😅 the sloshes you get are ❤️ honestly, I just wanna turn your belly into a giant fish tank 😜
👀😳shocked w myself for how the idea of fish tank belly made me feel
I want someone to make me into a water ballon and slosh me themselves BADLY
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“Big Meal” A tub's worth of ramen for Ryuji from his not-so-secret admirer.
The hefty mage will give out an equally hefty lecture if he doesn't finish the whole thing, she spent a long time memorizing and preparing all his favorite flavors for him!
A-and maybe caress his belly softly if it's actually too much for him...
Just looking into Olga's fiery eyes was enough to tell Ryuji that he wasn't going to get out of this without gulping down every last noddle, egg, fish slice, and drop of broth she'd cooked up for him without getting a lecture that would make Makoto shiver in her boots. So he just had to suck up whatever protests may have been forming on the tip of his tongue and gulp all of this down...
And it was all his favorites? Dammit this girl was almost (definitely) scary with how she kept figuring out info about him without him knowing. It was also...weirdly sweet?
And exhausting, shoveling down gallons upon gallons of ramen, noodles sitting heavy in his stomach, shirt discarded without thought to his onlooker as the blonde sought to cool his body off however he could from all the excess heat this much hot food was producing in his innards. He truly never imagined eating could be considered a laborious task before he began packing away the food for real and the pounds came with it but even compared to most times, this meal Olga gave him was putting him though his paces. And belt loops.
It became a cycle of grab with chopsticks, slurp noodles, gulp fish or egg, drink broth, belch, repeat. Even as his gut swelled like an airbag and his couch sank beneath his mass. While his face and stomach slowly turned red and sweat poured down his form faster than he could drink water to replace it. So long as Olga watched him, he kept at until the last bits of food were drained away, resting in his gut as it rested on his thighs.
"BBHHHHHUUUUUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPP!!!!"
"Ohhhgg, sho thi's what a watah ballon feelsh." He hiccuped out, eyes rolling around in his skull as he fell back against the couch, middle sloshing and roiling with each move.
His stomach would most certainly need some kind of handling after all of that, the ominous gurgles and groans sounding haunting when paired with the creaking of his seat and his slurred muttering.
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eating too much dehydrated food on the spaceship and it rehydrating in your belly
GIRL I HAD A DRABBLE abOUT THIS WITH @gettingpudgy SHE DREW MY SPACE CADET OC
this is part 1 but she did several parts!!!!!! go find!!!!!!
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Donkey Kong Z Epilogue
Epilogue (The Shadow Alliance has been defeated and the crossover heroes saved their worlds and the lylat system combined. Everyone celebrated their victory on planet corneria before departing back to their universes and dropping off DK and Diddy back to DK Isle so DK can put the Fruity Crystal Gem in a safe place and began his long earned rest.)
Party at Planet Corneria - Hideki Naganuma - The Concept of Love
*On planet Corneria, every cornerian civilian even general pepper were dancing and cheering while most of them were talking and feasting on a lot of food*
Crowd: Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Diddy and Slippy: *Break dancing together*
Peppy: *Inhales the ballon and talks funny* Whoooa I feel weird and tiny! *Laughs*
Russ: *Laughing hysterically from peppy's voice*
Crash: *Bang my hand on the table and fell over laughing*
Aku Aku: -_-
Falco and Sora: *Chanting go while donkey kong and Yoshi are having an eating contest*
DK and Yoshi: *Eating a bunch of food as fast they can like wild animals*
Koriju: Ugh, so uncivilized. *Drinks my sake and sighs* Fox.
Fox: Huh?
Koriju: Relax a bit, my friend, it is a party. Have some sake.
Fox: Hmm...*Grabs the sake bottle, sniffs it then drinks*
Roxas and Klonoa: *Talking with each other while drinking fruit punch*
Dillon: *Just stood by and watch*
Guntz: *Stood beside Dillon then looked over to him and ruffles his head* You were pretty cool out there man.
Dillon: *Gave a thumbs up*
Russ: He said you too.
DK: *Enjoying all the foods from around the world* ^~^
Yoshi: Man this is all SO good. ^_^
Falco: You two nearly destroyed the whole buffet.
Sora: Not even I could do that.
Roxas: Even if you did that would still be impossible for you.
DK: *Hoots happily and laid back with a big belly*
Diddy: Okay, I'm tapped out. *Lays back then grabs some water and drinks* I've been partying hard dude.
DK: Yeah I saw. Say you know what I wish? That crash could talk.
Diddy: Yeah so- Wait DK!!
*The fruity crystal gem glowed as crash started glowing too*
DK: Whoops, I forgot I still had it in my hand. ^^;
Crash: ...Well that didn't work. AH! *Covers my mouth then uncovers it* Crikey! I can talk now! Struth, that wishing gem really is something!
James: You have very interesting friends son.
Vixy: Most of them are funny too. *Giggles*
Fox: They sure are. *chuckles as my face turn red from the sake*
Daisuke: Rurraru..
Koriju: He's right. I think you had quite enough.
Aku Aku: Great now Crash won't be able to stop talking.
Crash: Are you kidding me aku? How can I? Wait hold on...g'day, mate, drongo, dinkum, yonks, noggin, furphy, barbie, chinwag, bloke, bonzer...hooroo, Shelia. Well shit, I'm full-on Aussie!
Aku Aku: Welcome to the club I suppose...
Spyro: You know that would explain why crash is a bandicoot, they're from Australia, and well...they have Aussie accents.
DK: AH what the heck let Crash have his fun. Will probably go away once he gets back home.
Diddy: So true. *Sat down as I grab a smoothie and drinks*
Fox: *Looks into Koriju's face* You have icy blue mouth.
Koriju: ...What?
Fox: *Wheezes and laughs*
Koriju: *Takes the sake away from fox*
Krystal: After we finish the party we'll be going back to donkey kong's island while sora and Roxas take everyone back.
Spyro: Sounds good to me.
Sora: Sure no problem!
DK: *Stomach rumbles* Uh oh..
Klonoa: I just realized something... where is Lucario?
Lucario: *on top of a roof watching everyone* ....
Yoshi: Doing the usual thing lucario does. To be fair resurrecting his planet was more than enough for him.
Diddy: Most definitely. He was very pleased with that.
DK: Hey Diddy.. I need help. *Stomach rumbles more* Where's the near by bathroom??
Everyone: !!
*Everyone immediately went to DK and help him up and carry him to the closest portable toilet*
Fox: You guys go ahead *hics* I'm far too drunk right now. *giggles*
Vixy: *Giggles* Goodness dear you alright?
Fox: Never better mom. *Giggles*
*Everyone managed to help DK sit down and immediatly shut the portable toilet door*
Diddy: Whew...man that was clo-
*A loud bomb happened inside the portable toilet*
Roxas: What was that?!
Diddy: *Noticed stink stench is oozing out the cracks* Don't go next to the portable toilet what ever you do!
Lucario: "Unless all of you would prefer passing out."
Sora: Nope I'm good.
Link: Same here..
Diddy: In that case I sure had fun. Slippy you sure know how to bust moves. *Laughs*
Slippy: Yeah I'm a really good dancer, you should see me when I shake my butt whenever I taunt enemies. *Shakes my butt at diddy and laughs* ^_^
Diddy: *Laughs* Good one!
Fox: *Fell asleep from the sake*
Falco: I think he might have drank too much.
Peppy: At Least he had fun, cause I sure have.
Next Party Song Came on - EPTM feat. Kodai of KinKieS (Booty Bronx Remix)
Falco: Welp, I got to get my boogie on! *Went to go dance*
Spyro: Leave some for me!
Peppy: Oh ho not me, I'm far too old now. *Chuckles*
Lucario: *Teleported to the dance floor and started dancing myself* ^_^
Crash: Whoohoo there he goes! Go Lucario! Woohoo!
*Spyro, Falco, Lucario, and Crash started dancing in sync*
Diddy: *Records for memory and cheers*
Krystal: *Chuckles* This is marvelous ^_^
Candy: *Knocks on the portable toilet door* DK come on, I wanna dance!
DK: In a minute! *Groans as I rub my tummy* Shouldn't have ate so much..
Candy: Krystal I'm a little nervous...
Krystal: About being a mother?
Candy: Yes, I've never been a parent before.
Krystal: Don't be. You'll be a wonderful mother and I'm sure DK would be overly protective of the baby.
Candy: The thing about DK is, he's always been this...wild and carefree man and he actively agreed in us being married years ago in his 30s and after which, he's still the same as he's always been...do you think he'll change once our kid is born?
Krystal: Of course I do. It happens to everyone. And soon it'll happen with me and fox too.
Candy: What do you mean? *Looked to her belly then gasp* You don't mean..
Krystal: *Nods* But it's a secret.
DK: *Came out of the portable toilet after washing my hands while waving my hand from the stink lines flowing in my face* Wooooo! Awe man, nobody EVER goes in there, I really destroyed that toilet.
Peppy: We plan not too^^;
Candy: DK! *Walks over to him* Ready?
DK: Let's dance! ^_^
*Eventually everyone started dancing until the music finished and the screen went black*
Back to our worlds / Bring it in guys - SDGF Taisetsuna Nakama
*Now the scene goes to the great fox flying back to planet earth on DK's Isle*
Fox: Well this is where we part ways.
Krystal: What are you going to do with the fruity crystal gem?
DK: I'll probably keep it safe where no one could ever find it.
Slippy: *Cries as I hug diddy* I'm really gonna miss you guys when you leave!
Falco: Please man, you are embarrassing ya self. -_-*
Diddy: *Chuckles* I'll miss you too man. *Pat slippy back*
DK: Say, instead of opening portals I could just wish everyone back home.
Sora: Sure.
Lucario: "I want to thank you all again for helping me get my planet back and stopping Mewtwo for good."
DK: No prob lulu, it's what we do.
Lucario: "Please....never call me that again." -_-
DK: ^^;
Diddy: In all seriousness, we're glad we found you when we did and brought you back to life. We've learned so much during our journey. I learned so much, this warrior lifestyle has helped me improve on myself mentally and physically. Not to mention that we saved the entire universe and the lylat system included. I'm never going to forget that.
Lucario: "I am happy that I got to help."
Krystal: Well.. this is it.
Fox: We're ready when you are DK.
Link: Farewell!
Klonoa: We should do this again soon. ^_^
Guntz: That's up for the fans to decide.
Crash: Yea I had fun!
Spyro: You really gonna tell the others you can talk?
Crash: Hmm...Nah. Think I'll keep this a secret.
Aku Aku: That would be best...
Crash: Thanks for meeting me again old friend.
Spyro: No prob crash.
Sparx: *Buzzes* ^_^
DK: *Looks at my fruity crystal gem* I wish for everyone to go back to their homes.
*Everyone vanished except for the star fox team*
Krystal: Well I guess that settles it.
Fox: Onward to DK Isle rob.
ROB64: Affirmative.
Back to DK Isle / Guys! We're Back! - Donkey Kong Country - Simian Segue [Restored] Extended
*DK and Candy are holding hands while the great fox warp jumps into a hyperspeed tunnel, everyone on DK Isle is waiting for Donkey Kong and Diddy Kong then the great fox came onto the island*
Honey Kong: Honey look, they're back!
DJ: Yes I see them, dear.
*The great fox landed on the beach sand shore as DK and Diddy walked out*
DK: Hey guys we're back! ^_^
Dixie: Diddy! *Ran over to him and hugs him and kissed him five times*
Diddy: *Laughs as I hug Dixie and kiss her back* I missed you so much Dixie!
Dixie: I missed you more!
Funky: Donkey Dude, how be the journey man?!
DK: Oh everything went great. Not to mention K Rool is gone for good.
Cranky: You destroyed K Rool?
DJ: See dad? I told you he would do it.
Cranky: Don't rub it in boy. -_-
Kiddy: *Giggles* Baboo! *Laughs*
Chunky: Couldn't agree more little bro.
Honey: *Hugs DK* Donkey Kong, sweetheart.
DK: It's good to see you again mom.
Honey: So you've used the crystal coconut.
DJ: That's not the crystal coconut it's the-
Cranky: Fruity crystal gem! You've connected all the fruit gems!
DK: Yep, and I'm gonna make sure no one gets their hands on it.
DJ: No.
DK: Why not?
Diddy: Why not?
DJ: Now that the fruity crystal gem is in its full potential, that means it has infinite wishes and anyone can use it even villains that want to erase us from existence. I think it's best if it goes back to our deity and ancestor caesar. It will not undo the wishes you've granted. But...thank you for bringing your mother back to me.
DK: No problem dad.
Honey: I think you know what must be done.
DK: Yeah...I wish the fruity crystal gem is back to its original owner, our kong deity Inka Dinka doo.
*The fruity crystal gem glows and flew straight up into the air and vanished as everyone watches*
Candy: We have wonderful news!
DJ: What kind of news?
DK: You're gonna be a grandpa! ^_^
DJ: ?!
Cranky: HA! How do you like being an old grandfather?! *Laughs*
DJ: DAD!!
Tiny: Donkey Kong's gonna be a father?!
Lanky: No way!
Dixie: Now I've seen everything.
Chunky: Congrats you two!
*Everyone started cheering*
Credits / The End - Donkey Kong 64: Kong-clusion (Staff Roll) HD
*The star fox team looked at all the kongs then went back inside the great fox and took off back into outer space as everyone waved goodbye while walking back inside the jungle. Ten months later, DK walks inside seeing candy holding her infant son jacky kong aka donkey kong IV as he went over to them, sat down, and hugs them both, the credits rolled down then a small picture shows funky and chunky kong's wedding along with diddy and dixie kong's wedding as they both kissed and dixie throws the bouquet flowers and it fell straight into cranky's face. Another scene shows the galactic kremling dreadnought flying back to planet earth into kremling isle while kaliga came out in his new uniform as all the kremling salute to him. The next scene shows donkey kong teaching jacky kong how to use the bongo drums as candy watches while funky kong and chunky kong made out at the beach shore by the sun watching the ocean then the small screen vanished as the credits kept rolling until the end*
Many Events have Changed - Star Fox Command DS - Peace For The Galaxy
After James and vixy McCloud were resurrected, vixy went back to corneria while James joined the star fox team with fox and his friends. After general pepper died from a mysterious illness from the aparoids, the star fox team went on an infiltration mission to the aparoid homeworld to destroy it with a purified nitrogen bomb after which neither star fox assault nor star fox command ever happened. Marcus McCloud, now as a rookie fighter pilot went on a pursuit of Pigma to get his revenge for James McCloud, and with no hesitation, Marcus shot Pigma down several times until he was dead. After which Marcus made Star Falco after finding the legendary ace fighter pilot falco to join him along with his three friends. Spyro and ember came back to their world and became such good friends after the kaliga incident and years later, Spyro and cynder made children of their own as well as ember and her boyfriend now husband. Spyro and cynder now protect the dragon world together with their kids as a family. With neo cortex destroyed along with the other villains, Crash is now back on the island but with tiny tiger and dingodile becoming a family with crunch and coco, even though crash can talk, he kept it to himself for all these years of peace, until new villains arise which were the evil twins that teamed up with Nina cortex along with evil crash. Like DK's Diddy, crash bandicoot found himself, little buddies of his very own after witnessing two bandicoots, male and female washed up on N Sanity Island, both were failures like crash was and crash decided to adopt them and take care of them like they are his kids. Dillon and Russ did their usual thing as western cowboys, saving villages from grock threats yet since Gallo, Boone, and Nomad formed an army with the amiimals, Dillon and Russ have been taking a vacation that they earned until they are needed once more. Yoshi went back to his island of Yoshi's and settled his rivalry with boshi once and for all before he departed from the island. Yoshi and his father the Yoshi chieftain had a meeting about having him be the king of Yoshi's while he takes a vacation and sure enough he did. Yoshi took up a huge responsibility guarding his people but it was well worth it to know what it's like being king. With Gruntilda gone for good, banjo and Kazooie met up with yooka and laylee, their new friends, and went on a brand new adventure together in fighting against new villains because retirement just doesn't suit them. Link went back to the kingdom of Hyrule to confess his love for Zelda and become the king of Hyrule alongside her to stand a better chance of defeating Ganondorf for good including keeping the triforce safe. Lucario went back to the pokemon planet and went back to ash at the start of their new journey to conquer the sword and shield pokemon tournaments as well as gained a gigantamax form in the process, whatever the future holds for Lucario, he just knows he'll get stronger with ash by his side, he would later fall in love with a female Mewtwo after ash caught it, so he can never feel alone again. Sora went back to the time of Kingdom Hearts II to defeat xemnas with Riku while Roxas went back to after Kingdom Hearts III when sora vanished after the keyblade war was finished. And as for Klonoa and Guntz. Klonoa went back to breezegale to become the guardian of the wind and storms while guntz rides on his motorcycle and drove back to Guntzland to continue being a bounty hunter until he was needed again. Koriju koopa went back to shinko island into the frost mountains to reunite with his boyfriend lucky and continue to live a peaceful life until they are needed at the village again. The righteous path in the soul of the samurai continues with Koriju but also, he visits his brother bowser and nephew bowser jr more often now that he's come to terms with him.
*Meanwhile at kremling Isle. Every kremling turned to kaliga and salute him*
All Hail King Kaliga / Ascended to the Throne - Which Pounds Part 1
Kaliga: *Walks in a middle line as the kritters salute to me and went over to my throne, sat down and looked to my kremling soldiers then gave out an evil laugh that went lower and louder then he stopped* This time it's personal. There is blood on your hands DK and this time my father's death will not go unpunished. There WILL be vengeance.
Donkey Kong and Family - Final Fantasy VIII OST - Fisherman’s Horizon
*Meanwhile there is a sunset in the sky and donkey kong is holding his child jacky kong in his arms while watching the sun go down*
Jacky: *Coos and hoots*
DK: Yeah, you like the bright sun don't you? Don't worry, it'll come back up tomorrow.
Jacky: *Giggles and coos*
Candy: *Walks over to DK and sat down next to him* It looks like you got this parenting thing down.
DK: Yeah. Though I dunno how my parents managed to raise me and diddy.
Candy: Same thing you're doing now.
DK: Oh yeah...
Jacky: *Cries*
DK: Aww someone's hungry.
Candy: I got it. *Gives jacky his bottle* There you go little one.
Jacky: *Drinks my bottle*
Cranky: You know I never thought I'd see the day that DK becomes a father.
DJ: I did, you just need to have faith in him.
Cranky: ...I do.
Diddy:...
Dixie: What's wrong?
Diddy: Do you think our lives will still be the same but with jacky?
Dixie: Of course, it will, why?
Diddy: It's just...
Dixie: Look, things will probably change but it won't affect you or DK because I'm pretty sure DK will be the same even before jacky was born.
Diddy: You think so?
Dixie: I know so. So, let's talk about us.
Diddy: Sure thing.
DK: ..... *Thinks* "I got a suspicious feeling that won't be the last I see of kaliga."
Candy: Something wrong DK?
DK: Nah, I'm just thinking about something is all.
The End
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When Y/N is getting tired of staying at home with the baby while Harry tours.
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contains: sexual content, language, a dash of angst
It was still early but Harry didn’t mind. When he was on tour he craved sleep like no other. To be in his bed, spooned around his love, and no alarm set.
However, the deep desire for sleep is just a faraway thought now because he’d rather be sleep deprived and wake up to his curly-haired baby any given day.
He looks to you. Mouth slightly open, face stress-free, and peaceful. Harry hated coming home from tour to see the bags of exhaustion under your eyes from taking care of the baby all by yourself.
He constantly had to swallow back guilt. He tried to do everything to make it up when he was home.
Harry didn’t find touring as exciting and fun as he use to. He sometimes counts down the tour dates until he’s home.
Sometime he can’t wait for the concert to wrap up so he can sneak in a quick FaceTime before you lot head off to bed.
Sasha was two, her birthday near days away, and Y/N had been running around like a mad-woman trying to make sure her party would be perfect.
Y\N sometimes held herself to the exceptions of other celebrities wives. Ballon arches, custom cookies, and beautiful decorations.
However, unlike other celebrities, you did this all yourself. No event planner, nobody except Anne and Gemma.
Harry wants you to sleep as much as possible and allow you the luxury he gets on tour. Sleeping in until noon sometimes in the empty, cold hotel room with nothing else to do.
He can hear Sasha babbling incessantly from her little bed. The little yellow railings preventing her from falling out or escaping.
Harry heaves himself off the bed, tugging on some sweatpants that had been thrown off hurriedly when you’d told him you’d been wet for him since he walked in the door last night.
“Hi, hi little love,” Harry murmurs as he opens the door to her bedroom. The yellow flowers hand-painted from the wall setting the theme for the room.
Sasha was a good baby and an ever better toddler. However, almost as a little teenager, she sure did have her mood swings. They weren’t quite out of the terrible twos stage yet.
She wanted her mom as she stood there.
“No, mummy,” Sasha whines, tugging on Harry’s cross necklace with force after he scooped her up.
“Hey, we don’t do that. Remember we treat people with kindness.”
After a promise of chocolate chips in her pancakes, she agrees to help Harry cook you breakfast.
It was messy and his bare chest was covered in flour. Not quite sure how the little girl had gotten it into her curls but they were managing.
Harry loved watching Sasha play with the cooking utensil. Smacking whisk around, looking quizzically at a spatula.
It made Harry want to buy her a little play kitchen. He was surprised they didn’t already have one. He thinks they might have on in their New York City apartment that they haven’t traveled to recently.
He makes a point while Sasha is chewing at the pancakes to search to find one. He finds a same-day pickup at a local toy store and orders it.
That’s one thing he loved about making so much money. He could spoil you and the baby, his family with everything and anything they want or need.
Y/N always struggled with accepting gifts from Harry but as they years went on and they got married and combined bank accounts. (well she brought a hefty three thousand to the marriage, he graciously gave her full-access to his money).
A few weeks after your wedding, when you went to an ATM to get twenty pounds out for a cash-only restaurant and when the receipt said you two had six-hundred thousand and some change in just one of your CHECKING account - well you nearly almost fainted.
You had been worried about the three pound service fee before seeing that.
Harry could sometimes get ahead of himself. He’s had disposable money since he was sixteen. Y/N would sometimes hum, asking if he really needs a fifteen-thousand dollar wool Gucci coat.
Y/N would make it a point that she doesn’t want Sasha to grow to be materialistic and spoiled. So Harry was scolded every once in a while when he gave into Sasha’s puppy dog eyes.
Maybe not the best decision but he planned to set it up when you were out for lunch this afternoon with a friend. Hopefully, you wouldn’t notice? If he strategically put it in the playroom.
“Mmm, what’s all this?” You murmur, tying your silk robe at the front. Just enough cleavage showing that Harry feels a twitch in his joggers. Sue him, basically everything his wife did turned him on.
“Pancakes, mummy!” Sasha giggles, syrup coating her cheeks and fingers. “Kissy?” Her dad had taught her that.
“Yes baby,” you agree, leaning in to press a kiss to her soft curls, avoiding her sticky mess.
“Kissy?”
You look up to your pouting husband with identical absurdly wild curls from bed.
“Spoiled, you lot,” you tell him before padding over to him and pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
Forever the horny teenager, his large hands finds your bum and pull you closer - deepening the kiss.
“Miss you s’much on tour, all I think about,” he whispers into your mouth. “Your tits, your cun-“
“Harry!” You laugh, smacking at his chest, “Can’t talk like that in front of the baby!”
“She didn’t hear,” he grumbles, giving your arse one last squeeze, “Tonight.”
“Tonight,” you agree back, ignoring the pinch of arousal.
—-
Sasha was putting up a fight when she realized that you were leaving without her. Grabbing at your leg as you tugged on a Gucci sneaker.
“I’ll be back soon, Sash,” you assure her but to no avail.
Her cheeks ruddy red and splotched. Tears staining them as she wails dramatically at the top of her little lungs.
“I don’t know if I should go,” You sigh as Harry wrestles her tiny body off of you so you don’t trip.
“No baby, you need a break. She can’t hold you hostage,” Harry laughs as Sasha wriggles a little in his arms.
“Call me if you need me to come home.”
“I’ll be fine, now go, have a mimosa for me,” Harry smiles down at his daughter who is staring at you like you’ve just killed her beloved pet.
You can’t help but giggle at the glare, “so scary, missy. I’ll see you soon, I love you.”
Sasha buries her nose into Harry’s neck. Her sobs more sad than angry at this point. Which makes your heartbreak a little.
—-
Sasha was getting impatient with her father. As he attempted to figure out how to screw on the oven door to the overcomplicated design.
She occasionally ran off with a piece he needed so it took much longer than he’d thought. But this thing was sophisticated, you pour water into a little tub and it runs through the faucet like a real sink.
Sasha gave her father a wide smile when he had finally told her it was all done. He helped fill the little shopping cart with plastic fruit and veggies.
She was babbling to herself happily, occasionally making sure her dad was still in the room with her.
Harry had grabbed his journal off the kitchen table and was scribbling down mismatched lyrics about how much love he was filled with.
His last two albums were nearly just songs about you. The next one was definitely going to include tracks about his baby.
When he hears the alarm sound and get shut off, he knows your home and he feels a little twinge of anxiety in his stomach.
Distraction? That should work right?
“Hi baby,” Harry greets, planting a kiss on your lips before squatting to untie your sneakers for you.
“Well hello there!” You look around surprised to not see your daughter toddling to you as well. “Is bug sleeping?”
Harry shakes his head and rubs the back of his neck, “Um, no. Just playing in the playroom right now.”
“Was she good?” You asks, noticing he’s changed clothes. He loved to laze around in joggers if he could. “Did you go out?”
“Just for coffee,” he covers, technically - he did grab a coffee for himself at a drive-thru. “How was lunch?”
“Good, mimosas were shit so I only had one. Missed you guys too much. So glad your home,” you sigh into his chest, basking in his tight arms around you.
“Only 73 more concerts to go,” Harry replies.
He can feel your shoulders tense at his lame attempt of a joke. It wasn’t funny to you, not in the slightest.
“Just 73, huh?” You shoot back, untangling yourself from his grip. “Just another eight months away from your wife and baby.”
“Love...” Harry begins, swallowing hard. He was just as emotional as you when it came to it.
You shake your head, swiping at the stray tear, “Just forget it,” you huff before trekking off to see your daughter.
Harry is cautiously trailing behind you with a bowling ball of nerves in his belly.
When you walk into the playroom and see the new kitchen set - you stand nearly frozen in the doorway.
“Mummy! Mumma look at what daddy got me!” She chirps, standing to come to you. You easily lift her up and accept the plastic apple she hands to you proudly.
You feel a tightness in your throat, “it’s so nice, baby.”
“Nice,” she repeats, “come play, mumma.”
“I just got home, give me a few minutes and I’ll be back in,” you promise with a kiss before placing her back down.
She seems satisfied with your answer and scurries back to where she had placed her babydoll on the countertop - feeding it.
“Can we please talk in the kitchen?” You asks, trying your best to keep your voice level in front of your daughter.
Harry dejectedly nods and follows you into the kitchen, dragging his boot-clad feet a little.
“Look, I know your mad, lovie. But I just got the idea and didn’t think too much about it. Know y’don’t want to spoil her but-“
“Do you not listen?” You ask harshly.
He looks at you dumbfounded. Unsure of the question. It sounded like it was a trick question.
“You’re unbelievable!” You whisper-shout so Sasha doesn’t hear.
Harry feels himself getting defensive, “You’re tha’ mad about a bloody toy? I’m her father allowed to buy her things too!”
“No, Harry. It’s not about that. It seems like your so busy with your job that you just tune me out on our calls.”
Harry’s brow furrows. That wasn’t true in the slightest. It was the highlight of his day to hear your voice and how it went at home.
“That’s bullshit and you know it!” Harry snaps, his voice a little louder.
“Go into the storage room off the side of the garage.”
He gives you a confused look but obliges, after trailing through your maze of a house. He reaches the large extra room.
When he opens the door, his heart sinks. He immediately knows why you’re so upset with him.
A beautiful, hand-painted kitchen set is sat with a large pink bow in the room. The hutch saying in cursive, “Sasha’s Kitchen.”
It was her favorite colors - blue and yellow- with painted images of all her favorite characters like Peppa Pig and Blue from Blue’s Clues.
He remembers how excited you were on the phone that night - when you revealed her third birthday present and how perfect the artist had made it.
Harry had been listening -truthfully- but he was also nearly asleep after two encores of Kiwi onstage and a meet and greet backstage.
He felt like shit now. Disappointed in himself for ruining this surprise he knows you were looking forward to giving her in a mere few days.
But the excitement of another kitchen set surely would be lackluster now.
“Baby, m’so sorry,” Harry says quietly, with guilt bubbling in his throat. “I was listening. I just...I forgot.”
“Nothing we can do about it now it,” you bite out. Disappointed at the ruin surprised making you prickle with anger towards your forgetful husband.
Harry begins to apologize once again but you don’t let him, “I need to put her down for a nap.”
—
You drift off as well in your bed- taking advantage of Sasha being asleep in the next room over.
Harry doesn’t quite know how to fix this situation. He’s much too embarrassed to call his mum or sister who would just give him another earful.
He felt like being on tour has been mucking everything up. He loved his job, most days. But days like today - he wishes to never see a recording studio or microphone again.
Harry’s pondering all this when he hears a cry from the baby’s room.
Sasha is stood, bleary-eyes with a sad frown as her father enters.
“Sweet pea, what’s the sad face for?” He hums as he tucks her into the curve of his slim hip. Bringing her down onto the main level so you aren’t awoken.
“Daddy, kitchen?” She sniffles, pointing towards her playroom.
He shakes his head. Deciding the least he can do is bathe her so you wouldn’t need to later. She still had remnants of fruit pouch in her cheeks.
“No, darling. S’bath time. Then you can play,” he boots her nose. Snatching some clean baby clothes from where they’re folded and waited to be put away on the coffee table.
“No no no,” she whimpers angrily, shaking her head and smacking her arm against her father’s tattooed chest.
“Sasha Anne, no hitting, absolutely not,” Harry uses his firm father’s voice that he didn’t have to pull out very often.
“No bath, daddy, no!” She wails with all the dramatics of an A-List actor.
“Hey, mumma’s sleeping. We cannot yell,” her father hushes her as he trails into the bathroom.
“Mean daddy!” She exclaims as he wrestles her into the tub. Splashing the water and wriggling away everytime he tries to cup water over her head to rid her of the shampoo.
“I know, I know, so mean,” he acknowledges sympathetically. A headache arising in the front of his skull from his baby’s high pitch noises and shouts.
After another fight into clothes, she’s still not happy when she’s sat in front of her kitchen. She throws the plastic toys around and whining anytime Harry moves an inch.
He’s feeling a little overwhelmed if he’s honest. With his worry about your precious argument and the unusual tactics of your toddler - he was stressed out.
“Binky,” Sasha looks expectantly at her father.
Oh, good idea. She loves that.
Harry can’t find any lying around like usual so he digs through the drawers around the living room until he finds one.
After cleaning it off, he hands it to her and she pops it in her mouth happily. Her attention now direction back towards her new toy.
He let out a sigh of relief. He wasn’t quite sure how you did this alone so much of the time.
—
When you finally wake from a fitful nap, you hear noise from the playroom. You’re still extremely frustrated with your husband but it’s less intense. Until...
Until you walk in and Sasha turns around, smiling around a binky you surely thought you’d thrown away.
Sasha was getting too old for a pacifier - even though she was just using it when she was really upset or at night.
You’d been binky-free for three weeks. And all the crying and tears from your daughter where now meaningless.
“Where did she get that pacifier?” You grit out.
You had told him multiple times you were weaning her off of it.
“She was fussy. I gave it to her, tha’ alright?” He asks cluelessly.
“Harry! I’ve told you so so many times that I’d been weaning her off of it. She just stopped crying about it a week ago!”
“I told you about this - just like the kitchen. God, you get so goddamn wrapped up in your career that you forget important things like this!”
“Baby...” Harry whimpers, hands up in surrender. “I keep, I keep messing up. I’m - I don’t know where my mind is.”
“I’ll tell you were your mind is, Harry. In the countries your traveling to, the concerts your performing at. You promised me...you fucking promised when we started trying for a baby this stuff wouldn’t happen!!”
Harry’s face crumples, “yo-you’re my everything, lovie. You and bug. None of this means anything without you. I’ll quit music, never write another lyric or sing another note if that’s what you want from me.”
He meant that fully heartedly too.
When he wrote If I Could Fly and write the lyrics, “I’ll give up everything, just ask me to.”
The fans, the producers, you - don’t truly know how much he was being truthful in the lyrics.
“I would never ask you to do that. I want you to do what you love but I want you to follow through for your family!”
At your raised tons, Sasha begins to whine, looking with wide, concerned eyes.
“Mummy?”
With that, you scoop her up. “M’going to your mums. I’ll be back later.”
Harry watches anxiously as you pack Sasha’s bag. He feels useless as he hands your her fruit pouches and crackers from the pantry.
As you snatch the car keys from the entry tables, Harry asks in a near whisper, “What’s going on? I’m so lost.”
“I’m lost too. I jus-just can’t keep doing this. It’s too hard for you to be away from us like this. I feel like a single mom sometimes.”
With that, you’re out the door and on your way to your mother-in-laws.
For the first time ever, Harry had a fleeting thought that you’re going to divorce him. He knows it’s not just about the toy and the pacifier.
He hasn’t been home enough. As much as he tries, the FaceTimes don’t make the distance and time apart any easier.
You have all the responsibility of this little human and your heart twinges on days you’re missing you husband and you constantly at met with his little replica.
Harry feels like he’s going to have a panic attack. He’s only had a handful in his lifetime but this one was intense.
He grabs his phone and dials the number to his best friend. He really needed a shoulder to cry on right now.
“Hey mate! What’s good, big boy?” The Irish man belts into the phone only to be met with sniffles and tears.
“Niall, I don’t know what to do.”
—
Anne was expecting you. She had set up tea with little cake in the back garden. Sasha was excited to chase the cats around the greenery. Her cute jumpsuit sodden with dirt and grass stains in no time.
“I’m sick of being at home alone all the time with Sasha. I miss Harry too much, she misses him too much,” you croak, attempting to keep your tears at bay.
“I want Harry to continue his career and live his dream. Most people never get the chance he’s gotten. I-I just need him.”
“Oh honey,” she rubs my hand soothingly, “I can only imagine. I know I missed him fiercely to the point it was unbearable when he was sixteen. I still miss him too.”
“I...I’m going to sound like such a bad mother,” you take a deep breathe, “would I be a bad mum if Sash and I joined Harry on tour?”
“Do you think that’d make you a bad mum?” Anne asks softly, a small smile on her face.
“No, I don’t think. I’d be happier because I’d be with Harry and we could actually be a married couple 24/7. She would get to see her dad everyday.”
“I think you’ve found you answer,” Anne chuckles, pouring more hot water into your cups.
“It will be so stressful.”
“More stressful than it is now?” Anne replies.
“Nothing can be more stressful than right now.”
- -
The talk witdh Niall helped only a little bit but enough to not feel like he’s going to vomit every other minute.
He was worried you were going to come in here and ask him for a divorce because he couldn’t follow through on his promises as a husband and a father.
Harry was ready to do whatever it took to prevent that from happening. He’s not above groveling and begging for you to stay.
It is dark when you pull in, toting in a sleeping child in your arms that you pass off to Harry who’s waiting at the front door.
He tucks his baby into her bed, tugging the blankets over her, and staring down at her sweet, cherub face for a little longer than usual before heading into your master.
You’re sat on the corner of the bed, biting your lip, and playing with you flashy large diamond ring as a force of habit.
“Baby...” Harry rasps, not touching you but kneeling down in front of you.
“I can’t do what we’re doing anymore,” you begin, completely unaware that Harry thinks you’re about to ask for a divorce.
“I don’t think you’re going to agree with what I have to say, but I think it’s the best,” you swallow harshly, hoping he doesn’t shoot down the proposition.
“Please, I’ll do anything, lovie. Don’t leave me, don’t divorce me. I’ll do anything’ you want, sweetheart. Please, I need you. I’m so inlove with you.”
Harry is full on sobbing by this point, hanging his head against your knees as he attempts to catch his breath but finding it hard.
“Harry!” You murmur in confusion “baby, look at me, please?”
It takes him a moment to meet your eyes, your face is soft but wrinkled in concern.
“What are you talking about? Divorce?” You choke out the words. Never in a million years would you willingly agree to part from your husband.
“I know I’ve been fuckin’ up. I can’t bloody figure out how to balance shit. I’ve not followed through and neglected you n’ the baby. I’m a bad husband and a bad dad.”
“Hey,” you said with force, bringing your hand under his chin so he has to keep eye contact. “Do not ever say something like that again. You are the best husband and father. You provide for us. You love us more than I’ve thought possible. You’re perfect for Sasha and I.”
“You said you couldn’t do this anymore,” Harry chokes out, letting his ringed hands rest on the tops of your thighs. His diamond wedding rand flashing in the light.
“Oh, H. I’m sorry - I didn’t mean with you.” You chuckle lightly, “how could you ever possibly think I’d leave you, pet?”
He shakes his head, “it’s because y’too good for me. Don’t deserve you.”
“Hush,” you hums, running a hand through his curls. “I know how to fix this.”
“How? I’ll do anything f’you,” Harry would agree to jump off The Empire State Building for you without a second thought.
“The baba and I are going to join you on tour. I know we agreed it’s be too much but I can’t imagine it can be any harder than this.”
Harry’s face lights up like a Christmas tree.
“That’s if you’ll have us,” you whisper coyly, excited by his reaction.
“Yeah, baby. It means I get to fuck you every night,” Harry growls pushing you back and up into the bed before crawling on top of you.
“A teenage boy, I swear,” you giggle, flushed just thinking about how much more time you’ll have together.
“S’it so bad I want t’fuck my wife? That I’m so bloody gone for you that I’d do anything f’you?” He presses against your lips before demanding entrance.
“You can have me in your bed every night,” you agree, letting his tongue twist with yours with fever and urgency.
“Mmm, only groupie I’ll ever need.”
“Shut up,” you laugh, allowing him to slip your shirt over your head and attach his lips to your collarbone.
“Can’t wait to fuck you in every country - like we did when you toured with me before the bab.”
When he tosses your bra across the room, you gasp at his mouth finding your nipple instantly. Nipping and suckling at the sensitive nerves with intent.
His hand doesn’t waste anytime, skillfully unbuttoning your jeans and zip with one hand before cramming his large palm inside to cup you in his hand.
“Only pussy I want, fuckin’ made for me,” he groans at the warm wetness he feel through the thin underwear. The tips of his fingers stroke over your clit with confident movements.
“Stop teasing!” You whine, wriggling out of your jeans and panties in one go. Harry is still completely dressed above you - which shouldn’t be sexy but it is.
“Don’t know how I thought you’d ever leave me. Y’fucking obsessed with my cock,” he laughs - sure of himself now.
“If you don’t touch me, I swear-“
“I’ve got you lovie, best wife ever, y’know? Just wanna please you,” he promises the damp skin on your neck, landing nips and bites that will surely leave a mark.
“Then please me,” you demand, your tone a higher pitch than usual for your arousal.
You’re rolling your hips upwards to meet his jean-clad center. The friction feels delicious against your sensitive nerves.
Harry takes hold of your hip with one hand to halt your grinding, his other hand finding your heat and without hesitation - slides two thick fingers into you.
“H, yeah,” y/n moans, rolling her hips down to meet his hand. Her arousal coating his knuckles and he can’t describe how sexy that is.
He curls his fingers towards the top of you tight wall, finding the little spongey spot that has you bucking your hips and whimpering.
“Oh, did I find the spot, love?” Harry teases like he doesn’t know. He’s been an expert in pleasuring you for the past eight years.
“Yes baby, m’gonna come,” you nearly slur with pleasure. The cold metal of his rings brushing against your heated folds in relief.
“Only gonna let you come - if you promise me you’ll come again f’me.”
“I will, H. I wil-“
“Ssh, s’okay. Give it to me, my love,” Harry croons sweetly, leaning to suck a nipple as he speeds up his minstrations.
Your chest is rising and falling at a fast pace, your hips meeting his curled fingers on every thrust as he pushes you over the edge, “fu-fuck,” you moan, trying your best to keep your voice down.
“Tha’s it. M’wife looks so fuckin’ gorgeous when she’s coming on my fingers. Need you on my cock,” Harry grunts, removing his fingers and working to get his clothes off as fast as possible.
He’s positioning himself at your entrance with intent, wasting no time pushing in. No matter how many times you took him - it was always a stretch but it was immensely pleasurable.
“Love you, love our family. Can’t wait f’you two to join me on tour,” Harry pants, attempting to keep his thrust slow and meaningful but he was so turned on he was already becoming sloppy.
“S’going to be so nice. Spend everyday with my husband,” you hum, wrapping your legs around his waist and resting your feet on his bum. You can feel the muscle flexing from his thrusts.
“Yeah, never get tired of hearin’ that word.”
“Husband?” You giggle, “we’ve been married for five years.”
“Still can’t believe you agreed to,” Harry murmurs, his lips pressed against your temple as he becomes more determined. His thumb finding your clit and giving it hard, tight rubs.
Harry could have anyone he wanted. Millions of people lusted after him. It was hard to believe sometimes that he only wanted you. But in moments like this, you never questioned it.
“You’re ridiculous,” you tell him, biting his full bottom lip.
He growls, “hush up. Let me fuck you, yeah?”
With that, the only thing that leaves your mouth is whines and gasps as he hits your spot on every fluid thrust with a determined thumb on your nerves.
“Cl-close,” Y/N shutters, legs quivering with sensitivity and arousal.
“Baby, baby wait f’me, m’close,” he begs against your skin, licking and kissing wherever he can reach. He speeds up his movements and you fell him tensing up, his mouth dripping open in an o shape and his eyes squeezing shut - his telltale sign.
You allow yourself to let go at that point and ride out the waves of intense climax with him as he weakly thrust a few more times until he lays his weight on top of you.
“The bubby is going to love South America,” Harry smiles into your mouth. His large palms massaging at your shaky, wet thighs.
“I think she’s going to love being with her daddy more,” Y/N replies, a hand coming to cup his jaw in a slow, languid twist.
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This post on the Big Cartoon Wiki intrigued me
This person explains they remember an inflation sighting from an anime, but can't recall what it is. Someone has any idea? First message : I have seen an asian animated series with belly expansion like Wicked's scenes around 1990s. I'm not sure that animated series is from China or South Korea. As far as I remember in this episode, Villains stolen a milk truck and they poisoned these milk then 4-6 boys are jocking near this area. The villains hide in side way and watch these boys. All boys found poisoned milk and drank it. They start jocking again. Afterthat they feel strange in their bodies. Suddenly one boy found his belly enlarge like a ballon and other boys's bellies also bloated. All boys have belly expanion with that poisoned milk. Anyone know the name of this animated series? Second message : I'm sure this animated series is not a Japanese anime because the intro song is not Japanese language. I'm quite sure this is a cartoon for children. I think this animated series was created around 1980s to 1990s (before 1998) because the art style looks retro and the characters's movement are not smooth. This animated series is the story of one boy (I call him the hero boy) from earth who go to space academy for training and become a hero/protector for earth. His uniform is magenta/pink color. He has some special gadgets such as a pen that transform to a air jet, a box that transform to many tools. He has a buddy/partner who looks like water drop with 2 arms 2 legs and speak with human language. The villains of this animated series look like human with green skin. The name of villains's leader is Melon/Lemon or Demon (as far as I remember). The previous episodes before belly expansion from milk, the villains's spaceship crash a satellite of earth and a satellite is broken. Then the hero go to this satellite and repair it by himself.
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widestwaistlines
rolled into a sleigh, so fat you slosh every time your belly peaks over a roll and blorps onto the floor/ground on the other side
okay no wait
that image
of swaying around like a water ballon full of lard, glunking and sloshing and making the kind of sounds you hear from a metal watering can
that’s
too much
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"tentacle sucking"
Summer started at the tentacle. "My, aren't you a strange little creature." It twitched, as if sensing her words, or the moisture of her mouth. "Oh, do you want something?"
It zeroed in on the source of water, and shot towards Summer's mouth.
She tried to grab it, but it slipped through her fingers. It plunged into her mouth. It was thick and muscular, the mucus around it salty.
Summer grabbed it, but it looped around her neck. Squeezing, she gasped for breath. It pushed into her tight throat and the lack of air made her dizzy.
Than the euphoria hit. Her brain went fuzzy, soft. Fighting seemed silly. The lack of air became a secondary concern. Hands fell limp and Summer saw the sky above her, the grass tickling her back.
The tentacle loosened around her throat and she drew in a breath. It was wonderful. Than the tentacle tightened, forcing its way farther down her throat.
It reminded her of the times she would spend at the glory hole. Her body adjusted to the familiar sensation. Lips locked around the tentacle, sucking on it. Between her legs, her panties became wet. She rubbed her thighs together.
Pumping into her throat, the tentacle throbbed. Time became pointless, Summer's brain blitzed on the pleasure of the tentacle fucking her throat. It swelled and she felt something liquid shot into her belly. The euphoria overtook her and she lost consciousness.
Waking up, her mouth was dry. Summer worked saliva back into it. On the ground, the tentacle laid, deflated like a spent ballon.
"Figures," she muttered to herself. The thing blew a load into her mouth and she was the one left unsatisfied.
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What if some magic caused Makoto to get pregnant to her full potential? //I'm sorry if this is uncomfortable
“This...is ridiculous..” Makoto sat pinned upon the couch, rubbing her massive dome of a belly. The gravid, blubbery orb shifting and groaning from the activity within as her children began to squirm. “T-take it easy in there! Jeez...they’ve got some powerful legs..” The brunette lets out a shaky sigh, steadying her self. What didn’t help was her already grand chest, which managed to grow heavier and leakier due to her current state, her hormones were off the charts. A hand retracted from her middle, massaging her temple. She wasn’t entirely sure what caused this sudden pregnancy.
Waking up that morning, she felt just fine. Her daily routine went as such. Waking up, showering, making Ami her breakfast and lunch, cleaning, watering the plants, then leaving to open up the bakery. However, after Ami left a strange feeling made its way into her stomach. At first it wasn’t too troubling, but as the moments grew it became more and more apparent. Taking a few antacids didn’t help either, the strange sensation continuing to fester. Eventually she caved and decided to take the day off, hopefully it would come to pass was what the brunette believed when she laid on the couch to rest.
About an hour and half passed before she woke up to the sight of her massive midsection and balloned breasts, much to her dismay. Her own belly made Usagi’s appear nothing more than a mere soccer ball, and her chest gradually leaked as her body produced even more milk than usual. Every moment, the life within moved, making the Amazon shiver. “This can’t be permanent...” She thought as she felt a grumble from beneath her hands. Now they were hungry and she was still stuck on the couch. “Ami or someone better come here soon...” She whined in defeat, if this was the case from now on, it couldn’t be all bad. She’d always wanted a lot of kids.
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Burpy Kokichi...?
Sorry for this being so short.
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“Told you I *BURP* could do it...”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t do it, I said you shouldn’t.”
Kokichi gave his signature shit-eating grin as he looked up to one of the members of D.I.C.E., who stood above him while he was sprawled out on the floor, surrounded by empty Panta bottles. Each and every bottle were drained of their grape flavoured contents, and judging by Kokichi’s taut belly it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know where all that pop went.
“Same *BURP* thing.” Kokichi excused with a lazy wave of his hand, following by another loud and obnoxious burp.
The D.I.C.E. member sighed, shaking his head as he offered Kokichi his hand to help the bloated leader of the prankster group up.
Kokichi took it and was pulled to his feet, nearly losing his balance from the sheer amount of bubbly pop packed tightly in his midsection.
“Looks like we’re cancelling that water ballon raid today.” The member frowned, Kokichi could only burp loudly in response.
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aseyudo nyako manyiewo na gikmoko kana kwamba mimi ni misichana, yani kanene tawuotho kagima asoko piny in a haste to spirit molo cool ni mimi ni mtu mzima i should slow down dude. Awinjo kaka nyili winjoga gi machaligi omonegi gikmoko, eeeya wang!!
Euphorbia in water then Hyde placed make gadgets like shoes, mattress, hammer car, pencils etc. When newspaper placed makes even limousine like lincolin cars, xmas lights, tree, ballons and even flowers. As what u put in the dough process to give ya those gadgets i have explained on the mrfoolsir tumblr u replace them with Euphorbia method dude.
Euphobia placed in honey makes honey buns, chapaties, mandazi, cakes, tea, coffee, cocoa, cobblers glue, gum, belts, tv and even shoes and jacket.
Placed in milk u come up with long life milk products, meat, kales, tomato, onions, fruits, cloths, cassava, soup like indomie, flour either wheat or millet, groundnuts, potatoes, milk shake, ghee, yorghurt or ice cream dude. Why go the long way if ya nation got no wheat 4 dough or rye. When the child belly is full then we start joking with the kid buying them just snacks not hiding from responsibility and heaping it on others while they got theirs. Child love starts from there dude.
Dont signal me by side, still it will land u in hell, the question being “why did you not write even in the local flights where no 1 could see on their eye what u r thinking then give it to the fellow. Folks please do that if at dat time you got the cash to board 1.‘
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Life is wonderful au
N/A: To be clear here, this idea is thanks to a horror video I saw and to make the timeline easier Zaorva knows she is Zaorva, in this world, she will born again as human just to have fun, there´s no squidboy here. This won´t have a plot, per se, is just Zaorva having fun.
@djinmer4 @sailorstar9 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld @look-ma-no-hands336
If Terry could have even imagined that this is how her romantic getaway would be she would have stayed at home. Cameron book a nice room in a hotel that...has no one, only creepy sounds and that leads Terry to where she is.
Turning back the pendulum a bit, Terry recalls her lack of better judgment that leads into this mess.
"This is a big hotel, where is everyone?" Terry did ask and Cameron assured her this is fine, they arrive late and he knows the people in this hotel.
In the room, Terry did listen to odd noises, and Cameron would often belittle her, until, black hooded figures appear and they gentle take Terry as she weights nothing. Cameron did nothing and only nod at them saying his debt is paid.
She is now sitting in a chair in the middle of all the hooded figures and is very unsettling. The leader, or so it seems, spoken with a firm voice without falter, in her opinion, his speech seems rehearsed.
"Teresa Pryde, you are hereby chosen to be the mother of mothers" Terry now knows they´re perverts is this one of those freaky sex clubs? Terry is not a MILF. Someone seems to be getting what´s she getting an elbow the leader hard. "I mean, you´re chosen to be the mother of life itself, Miss Pryde, you´re far worthy than all of us"
"I´ll call the police you freaks," she said and to her luck, they didn´t tie her up, but, there´s nothing she can use as a weapon. They didn´t move an inch.
"We don´t want to hurt you, Miss Pryde" someone mutters the leader could start with this line. "We just want to fulfil the wishes of our god"
As the woman is looking for a way out, the leader tries a new approach, and this time Miss Pryde is listening. "Psiu, miss, you´re ruining our scene" he whispers and Terry is confused. "This is a new TV Show called Bust it, we take couples into a scary situation and if the boyfriend comes to save the girlfriend they win, if not they lose"
Terry frowns. "One, I didn´t give permission for filming and I had no clue this could happen and second, Cameron ditch me..is clear he won´t save me"
This makes the leader take the hood out and shout cut pretty loud as cameras can be seen and the others follow suit. "Wait, Cameron told us you are up for a love test...you didn´t know anything?"
"NO!"
Terry is calling to her family and explaining the situation, channel 43 is behind this show and she´s not pleased with all, but, is much better than be captured by a cult.
The leader offer water to Terry to drink. A cab is called and the woman is sent home safely as the crew members watch the woman go. Now, the leader is making some calls. "Mission complete, she did drink the potion, now, you must do a new tv show called busted...yes, I had to use that card. As for Cameron...yes, let´s use plan B"
A few weeks later, Terry finds out she´s pregnant and Cameron is out of town and her life, so, Terry Pryde will be a single mother, and, will have to take a job to support herself and the baby.
"Oh, but, if before getting a job was hard, imagine now?" Terry laments with her own mother as the job marketing is not easy for anyone.
But to her total, surprise, several companies are hiring and they want Terry to work with them, Terry does recall sending her cv to them, but, in this modern world, maybe they saw her social media and got interested.
The "Inflex" is a pharmaceutic company that has ties in India and Germany, well, it was a successful collaborative and is going strong, so, when they offer a job Terry was a bit sceptical as she clearly has no skills to join this company...yet, this happens.
"Miss Pryde?" the man asked and then he makes some calls. Terry watches as the man only says yes to the phone, then, hangs up and looks at Miss Pryde. "You´re hired"
Terry blinks and nods as the man calls to his secretary to send all the other candidates away. Terry is grateful and suspicious at the same time. There are stories of powerful men that hire a woman to harass her.
Her belly is getting big and each time she arrives in the company people look at her funny. One time, she overheard some co-workers talking about paychecks and Terry realizes that as a secretary she ears more, in fact, she is getting more money then a regular executive and she´s doing almost to nothing.
"I quit," Terry said once is getting clear this company is using her for something. Her paychecks are too high, she has too many privileges and they all talk about her with such reverence ...it is almost as if she´s the Virgin Mary.
"Fraulein Pryde wants to leave us?" a man asked with turtle glass as being the most definitive trait on his face. Terry can´t help by feeling there´s something fake on this man...as if he wears a mask.
"Yes, I´d and you can´t stop me"
The man offers a cruel smile, but, to her surprise, he nods. "No, I cannot, then Miss Pryde, I wish you good luck" and that smile...is not right on Terry´s book.
Terry leaves quickly and more jobs opportunities open to her. Opportunities to work on the sea seem tempting, but, Terry ended up working as a journalist in a newspaper.
Kitty Pryde is born and Terry can´t be any happier as right now. The doctors are making calls in pleasure. "Active part 3 of the plan, she´s here" Terry is oblivious of all that as she´s holding little Kitty, she could swear the new baby is understanding Terry...
Years late, Kitty Pryde is a healthy and lovely little girl that is going to school. She´s a bit of hippie girl and the teachers can´t say anything bad at the little girl, well, teacher Alfonso can. Alfonso teaches math.
The man comes from Brazil and seems to have a burning hatred for children, often belittling them and their intelligence and Kitty? Is an odd fish that he wants to fry.
The man gives a big F on her test and even make commentaries about her intelligence and feels a sense of superiority, after all, he´s the teacher if he says she´s dumb...she´s dumb.
Alfonso is walking on the school halls, you see, he wants to grade his newest school´s grade to his students and want to make this a grand event. Kitty is his favourite target, oh Alfonso will have fun in showing everyone her failures.
"They can´t do anything. I´m a god in this class" Alfonso thought to himself in the safety of his mind.
"Really?" A reply echoes in his mind amused. "You´re god, why? Because you gave me an F?!"
Alfonso stops on his track as now he realizes the school hall is different. The hall´s wall has a liver, in fact, the walls have eyes and mouth and Alfonso let the paper drop on the floor. A tongue takes the paper and eats it fastly.
The floor has a mouth.
"Gods do much more than give F, that´s actually really funny, you think you can hit me" the voice echoes again and the hall morphed into something worse, a Japanese city, well, he can guess it is a Japanese city by the look of traditional houses.
Ballons float nearby and they speak in a high speech voice for Alfonso to hold the ballon. To hold and die. Alfonso notices the dead bodies that still hold the string of the balloon.
"Little human, math means nothing here" Kitty´s voice can be tracked but her face is full of cracks and her smile is far away from being remotely human.
"What is this?" Alfonso asked noticing his hands start to mutated into something akin to a snail, snails have no arms, so, his arms are big snails now.
"You didn´t figure it out? Well, that´s a big F for you!"
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Kitty Pryde waves at her mother. Is time to go home. As Kitty approaches her mother the gossip that the other mothers are spreading with ardour. "And Terry that is shocking news, professor Alfonso just run away to be with his lover just like that"
Terry is not one for gossips but she has to admit, this story is interesting. "Leave all behind to be with your lover? Sounds romantic on paper, but, in reality...he was a fool, and his girlfriend or boyfriend is too"
"Yeah," Kitty suggests "he´s a fool that thought to be a god"
"Such silly man" Terry nods and soon the two went home, no one notices the snail that is on the school hall.
#life is wonderful au#alfonso is based on my real math teacher and he really did all of that#kitty pryde#zaorva´s cult is smart#where is Cameron?#the guy saying fraulein is LK in disguise#lovecraft kurt#zaorva just want to have fun
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The Mother(IT):
chapter 6(interracial)
I can't lose you,
Because if I ever did,
I'd lose my best friend,my soul,my laugh,
My everything .
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Meadows p.o.v
So here I am now,with these kids,watching them as they always start a Lougee battle and Eddie and Richie always end up getting into stupid little arguments,oh and don't think I'm standing up Finns to jump too,I'm actually at the bottom of the platform where there jumping from watching them from a distance,they just have really loud mouths.
"ARE YOU GUYS GONNA JUMP YET!!!"I yelled from where I was sitting.
"DONT RUSH US WERE PREPARING OUR MINDS MENTALLY!!!"Eddie yelled back making me giggle. But everyone was stopped and astound by Beverly piping out of nowhere and jumping into the water before hem.
"LOOKS LIKE SHE BEAT YOU TO IT GUYS!!!"I yelled back laughing.
"BE QUIET CUPCAKE WE GOT THIS!!!"Eddie yelled back using the nick name he game me since we meet.
"You feeling better today meadow?"meadow asked as she swam to me and sat beside me.
"Yes I feel way better than yesterday,thank you for helping me."
"No problem your my bestie I couldn't stand seeing you in pain.
Well if you don't like seeing me in pain ca you inject my other medicine into me."I begged causing her to giggle.
"Of course,and I guess were twinning today or forever?you and your baby bump look adorable today,your glowing. "she asked laughing looking at our hair.
"Thank you for the lovely compliment and yes we will be matching for a while."we laughed as we watched as the boys played but Beverly soon joined in there playing tactics leaving me alone with a wide awake baby.
(She cut her hair at Stanley's house without hem knowing by the way)
(Her outfit and how big her belly is. )
I was now just sitting rubbing my stomach when all of a sudden I heard my name being called,but it wasn't any of the boys or bev,it was like a broken voice that was hard to be heard but was coming from behind me making me turn around but there was nothing but then I heard it again and all I saw was a red ballon floating in front of my face witch confused me and scared me on a different level but it got worse.
The ballon had popped spilling with blood and behind it was a clown and a little boy standing beside it.
My brother.
"Come on sissie,come float too."
"You heard that meadow,you can float too."the clown said.
"KEVIN!!!!"
"Meadow?!?!?meadow hey wake up??!!??!"I opened my eyes and sat up quickly my breath uneven as sweat dripped down my face,or water?i looked around me to see I was surrounded by the whole loser club,all having concern expressions plastered on there faces,Stanley sitting in front of me with his hand feeling my forehead.
"I'm ok guys,just a nightmare that's all."I reassured them with a shaky voice.
"You sure because you didn't look that good??"Eddie asked being the concerned doctor he is.
"Yes I'm fine just a little dizzy that's all."I told them truthfully.
"Ok well we will take you back to the top were you can drink some water ok let's go"Stanley got one of my arms and Bill got the other and Eddie stood behind us making sure I'm steady while the others went to get the top set up.
30 seconds later..
Everything was now set up and we were having little conversations because I had stopped all them from staring at bevs body.the topic of the baby came up but it soon switched to something Richie found in bens back pack.
"What's with the history project?"Richie asked.
"Oh well when I first got here I didn't have anyone to hang so I started spending my time at the library."Ben explained.
"You went to the library,on purpose?"Richie asked.
"Oh we want to see."me and bev said,me getting up from besides Stan and bev getting up from the towel,me standing behind bill,bev sitting beside hem, bio and Ben making it cringe trying to compliment her hair,knowing they both have crush on her.
"Why is it all murders and missing kids??"Richie asked.
"Derris not like any town I've been in before,they did a study once,and it turns out people die 6 times it nationally happens."
"You read that?"bev asked.
"Not just grown ups, kids are worse,way,way worse,I've got more stuff if you want to see it."Ben said giving me the chills as I sat back down besides ran as he put his hand on my leg and I put my head on his shoulder.
We would love to
See the others.
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Sesto Senso
SIXTH SENSE
R: Two days later I kissed him deeply before he reluctantly slid into a cab that would drive him to the airport. I had expressed a desire to take him myself but he didn’t want me driving home alone. I knew this was hard on him but I also knew it was important to take some time away from each other every now and then. Sometimes he would hold me so tightly it was as if he couldn’t bear even the smallest space between us. Boston wasn’t far away and it was only for two days. The event was tonight and he would be back tomorrow evening. I reminded him of this when he called me from the cab a few minutes later. I reassured him that I was fine and was planning on turning in early anyway. We hung up after two or three I love you’s and promises of embraces upon his return.
Back inside the apartment I cleaned a little before settling at my desk to study. I was going to take the New York bar in just two weeks. I was more than anxious. I placed a hand over the growing yet still tiny swell of my stomach and sighed. I hadn’t planned on becoming pregnant at such a turbulent time in my life, but somehow it felt right…I felt whole. With my engagement to Frederick I found myself at peace despite the chaos that had come to surround me. I studied for a couple of hours before showering and heading for bed. It was only 7 pm. I had been falling asleep earlier than usual due to the pregnancy hormones and the long hours I was working at the museum. I put a few drops of lavender essential oil into the diffuser Frederick had ordered online last week. He had become quite the online shopper which was a double edged sword. All his purchases were thoughtful but 90% were unnecessary. I sighed at the cool of the sheets and curled myself around Frederick’s pillow, taking a deep inhale of what remained of his scent. I spoke a soft ‘I love you’ that I hoped would reach him wherever he was and then closed my eyes. I don’t remember falling asleep…but I’ll never forget how I woke up.
Many women say that when you become a mother you develop this sixth sense, this mother bear instinct. And that’s how I woke up. A small voice from the base of my head whispered…”You’re not alone.” My eyes snapped open and I sat up with a start. It took my eyes a moment to adjust to the dark but I could feel a presence long before I saw who it belonged to.
“Hannibal?” I murmured shaking in fear.
“Hello Y/N.” His voice chilled my bones and I felt my newly gifted sense scream for me to run. But I knew, I would never make it far.
CAMBRIDGE, MA.
F: The event was going surprisingly well. Only a few people had heard rumors that I had been accused of being the Chesapeake Ripper. At Harvard little is accepted as fact without substantial concrete evidence. Somehow news of my relationship with Y/N had out-ranked the rumors of murderous activity. I blamed Cliff Daniels. Though the gala had been ages ago Cliff was still very chummy with all the alumni I had tried so hard to distance myself from. Now here I was discussing my book while attempting to keep my mind off of her. No such luck. I imagined her at her desk studying, sipping on her ginger tea while humming to whatever soundtrack she had playing. My fingers twitched around my wine glass as they burned in need for the feel of her skin. I reminded myself with a small huff that I would be back in her arms tomorrow. Multiple people expressed genuine interest in my book and Nicolas Miller, one of my friends from a university study group, had become a patent lawyer in recent years and told me he would help me copyright my manuscript. Hannibal the Cannibal still rung in my ears but I could not tell anyone yet. He had still to be apprehended and it made pain sear through my stomach. Last time I had spoken to Jack Crawford he had seemed certain that the wait was almost over. A large portion of the men attending the event suggested that we go downstairs to the open bar in the old study hall. Somehow I was herded along with them and found myself standing in the dimly lit Victorian style room 10 minutes later.
I was in the middle of reminiscing with a few of my past fellows from the School of Psychiatric Medicine as they recounted tales of Dr. Whitehall, a particularly odd professor, when I felt the hair on the back of my neck prickle to attention and my hands turn cold. My jaw suddenly set and all I could think of was her. I raised my arm and moved my sleeve to look at my watch. 9:15. I should call her. I had to call her.
I moved to exit the small circle I was standing in when Cliff Daniels gave me a slap on the shoulder blade.
“You’re not off already are you Fred?” His voice was slightly heavy and slurred, these damn pricks and their liquor.
“I apologize, I need to call my fiancée.” I spoke hurriedly turning away again and reaching for my phone inside my jacket pocket.
“Oh ho ho…the old ball and chain. I never thought I’d tie myself down either. Then again if I had a piece of ass like Y/N I’d be tying her down every night.”
Crunch…thud…gasps…drunken cheers.
Shit.
Apparently all of Cliff Daniels “chums” hated him as much as I did. Cliff had hit the elaborately detailed carpeted floor with a solid thud and now I was receiving pats on the back coupled with sounds of praise. It felt good, but I had no idea where it came from. I always internalized but I never released, save in the form of tears. My knuckles burned and I looked at them to see they were slightly split and bleeding. A few men leaned down to check on Cliff, who was so inebriated that he laughed as he came to. I hated these people. It was as if they had never grown up. I was then pulled into a conversation focused on my work with the FBI and I felt a strange energy flow through my spine. I tried to ignore it and thought of her words. This was good for us…all three of us.
F: It was 5 am when I managed to escape the hordes of drunk men I was surrounded by. I called a cab and arrived back at my hotel within 10 minutes. My flight was at 12. I figured I could squeeze in a few hours of sleep before I had to be at the airport. I quickly set an alarm for 10:30 before I flung myself, clothes and all, onto the hotel bed and shut my eyes.
Hannibal was holding her by the throat and lifting her off the ground with one arm. Her feet dangled helplessly and she looked so small in only her silk nightgown. Her eyes were wide and red. Wordlessly she tried to move her lips that had become tinged dark blue. I heard her voice small and broken in my mind. “Help me Frederick…save us…” Hannibal turned to me expressionlessly before his face contorted in laughter. I tried to move towards them but I was trapped. My limbs were gone, I was nothing. Hannibal’s laughter filled the air swallowing me as I attempted to scream. “Freddy.” She squeaked before going limp. He held her there, her pale body lifeless, the swell of her belly visibly shrinking like a deflating ballon. I felt my soul die and my heart liquidate.
“NO!” I woke with a scream, shooting up in the hotel bed which had become drenched in sweat. I reached for her before remembering where I was. Tears had wet my cheeks and my hands were shaking.
I reached for my phone and fumbled with it as I hastily tried to turn it on. No battery. I had forgotten to plug it in. The bedside clock read 11:15. SHIT SHIT SHIT!
I packed faster than I ever had and flew out the door and into a cab the hotel had waiting. I tried to breathe and calm myself but I could not shake the images of my dream. I had to get home.
14 HOURS EARLIER…
R: “What are you doing here?” I gasped as Hannibal took a step from the shadows moving closer to where I sat upright in bed.
“I apologize for the late hour…I am looking for Frederick and I thought to find him here.” Hannibal’s diction was polite as always but something in his demeanor had changed. He was more raw, more disheveled.
My eyes were more focused now and I could see he was soaked to the bone. I took notice of the heavy patter of rain on my glass windows. He must have climbed in from the balcony. At this moment everything connected and I felt so stupid. It was obvious. Hannibal was the Ripper. A surge of anger filled me for the suffering he had caused Frederick and I felt my eyes darken to match his.
“He’s not here.” I spoke while devising multiple escape plans only to have my common sense throw them out as quickly as I had created them.
“I noticed.” He took another step closer to the bed, his lean and tall figure now only a few feet away.
“What do you want with him?” I could think of nothing else to say and I noticed his mouth form a slight sneer before he answered.
“Frederick’s usefulness has expired.” He turned from me and looked into the night almost thoughtfully but I noticed how he carefully minded me from his peripheral.
His profile was illuminated by the streetlights outside and I noticed a hint of sadness in the corner of his normally emotionless eyes.
“Not to me.”
He chuckled softly yet didn’t look at me. I was glad he didn’t. My eyes darted around the room looking for possible weapons or escapes but I found none. Why tonight? Why now?
“You are a curious woman Y/N. After our first meeting I mused for long hours on how and why you seemed to be so attracted to Frederick. You see, I have never found him particularly interesting…but you…you make me curious.”
“I apologize for the inconveniences your curiosity may have caused you, I can assure you there is little to be discovered about me.” I responded coldly, fighting the panic that had settled beneath my stone demeanor.
“I disagree.” He turned to look at me and I could see drops and pencil thin streams of water fall from his clothes onto the wooden floor.
“Were you not so curious to me I would kill you now and leave your body for Frederick to find when he returns from wherever he has gone.” His face was now inches from mine as he leaned down and raised a large cut up hand to my face where he traced a finger from my brow to my chin. He had abrasions all over his face as well as blood that I assumed was not his own.
Despite his terrifying words I did not flinch. I stared back at him in determination. Determination to live. I could see the outline of my three framed photographs blurred behind him on the wall. I gathered my strength from the love and protection I felt simply from knowing they were observing whatever was happening. Hannibal’s eyes moved back and forth in an effort to read my face. But when he couldn’t he smiled in amusement before dropping his finger from my cheek.
“I have someone waiting for me. And it would be rude to keep her in anticipation.” I could smell metal and sweat mixed with the rich notes of his cologne that still hung to him.
Alana? My heart dropped to my stomach as I thought of her.
“I doubt we will meet again for quite some time.” He lifted my hand to his lips mirroring his actions from my distant memory of the gala. He stood then and walked to back to the balcony doors which were slightly ajar.
“Please inform Frederick that I cannot continue our game until further notice.” As he turned and opened the balcony doors I managed to find my voice.
“Dr. Lecter…Hannibal…is Frederick safe?”
“Is anyone?” And with that he disappeared like smoke in the wind leaving my heart pounding and my ears ringing.
I collapsed back into my headboard and protectively grasped at my lower stomach in an attempt to calm myself. I looked at the clock on Frederick’s bedside table, 9:30 pm. I couldn’t call him. I couldn’t risk somehow leading Hannibal right to him. I rose in a swift motion and locked the balcony doors. Then I swallowed the rise of sickness forming in my throat before taking my phone from its charger and locking myself in the bathroom. What if Hannibal returned? I paced back and forth staring at Frederick’s contact photo and the numbers below it. Frederick would be back tomorrow, it would do no good to scare him like this while he was hours away.
A few hours passed and Lecter hadn’t returned. Still I wouldn’t leave the safety I had found in the bathroom. I laid myself in the dry tub and curled as much as I could in an attempt to gain some warmth but the stark white porcelain was frigid against my skin. I hummed softly to my baby and was calmed by thoughts of holding my child months from now. It was those projections that made my eyes heavy and my heart slow as I fell asleep dreaming of a beautiful future.
#hannibal lecter#frederick chilton x reader#frederick chilton#hannibal#raul esparza#actual hannibal#fanfic#this was a bit dark#however ive thought about this scenario for a while#I hope it reads well#thank you always
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