I Feel Like David Would Be More Like Obsessed With The Pregnancy Than You Are And Youd Be The One Carrying

I feel like David would be more like obsessed with the pregnancy than you are and you’d be the one carrying it lmaooo. he’d read the books, he’d do lots of research, he’d even make you take vitamins etc for you and the baby. And he’d find it cute when you start nesting and the way you’d waddle around the house 🥰🥰🥰 ugh i want 🍁

HE WOULDD. I feel like he’d read it out to you while your getting ready in the morning or cooking dinner in the evenings. He’d try and get you to watch a birth video with him but a few seconds in you'd be so anxious and stressed to see it that you decide to turn it off because you do not want any more reasons to be scared of giving birth 💀

He’d be so good with your cravings and getting you whatever you wanted but at the same time he’d make sure you’re taking all of your vitamins at the right time and aren’t eating too many fats or foods which are bad for the baby. Like maybe he found out you were eating lots of cheese and he read somewhere low-fat or vegan cheese is healthier so he tries to switch it out. but you notice and buy your old cheese and try to hide It from him but when he’s cleaning out the fridge he finds it. 

“Baby, why is there the shredded American cheese in the fridge?” he'd call out, hand on his hip as he watches your eyes go wide.

“Maybe you forgot to throw it out...” you'd try and lie.

“Sweetheart! The book said low fat cheese is better for you and baby😠”

“Fuck the book, I want my cheese” and at first you’d be mad too because the vegan cheese is disgusting.

“y/n/n it might-”

but your hormones would be all over the place and you just start balling because you’ve been wanting grilled cheese sandwiches but the other ones taste so bad and David would feel SO bad for making you cry 🥺

“I'm so sorry, baby girl. We can keep your cheese okay? but maybe have one grilled cheese a day instead of four just in case?”

“can I have two 🥺” 

“okay baby you can have two.” 

and watching you waddle around the house as you try and clean up. Maybe you didn’t really even notice you were nesting but David could tell because of all the books he’s been reading but he keeps it a little secret to himself because of how cute you look folding baby blankets and reorganising the baby’s nursery for the fiftieth time. 

Stuck With You

Summary: you have a new song and need a music video to go with it. You enlist your husband’s help. Corona Chronicles w/ Chris Evans!

Pairing: Chris Evans x Famous!Reader

A/N: Obviously inspired by the song.

Chris held your phone in his hands filming you and he’s got a baby strapped to his chest. The two of you are walking the trails by your shared Massachusetts home. He had suggested it since your newborn baby girl can’t seem to sleep unless she’s moving and you need to send off footage for your song collab that you’re doing with Justin Bieber. Dodger chose to stay home with Scott.

You’re singing the song as you walk backwards. Both of you have an AirPod in with your song playing. Your husband wasn’t happy about especially since he was freaking out and wanting to get you to the hospital ASAP.

“So lock the door/ And throw out the key/ Can't fight this no more,” you sang to your smiling husband. “It's just you and me/ And there's nothing I, nothing I, I can do/ I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you.”

You point your finger at the camera and stopped. You come closer.

“So go ahead and drive me insane/ Baby, run your mouth,” you sang.

You grabbed your phone and flipped it so Chris is in the shot as well.

“I still wouldn't change being stuck with you,” he sang coming closer to you and putting his arm around you.

“Stuck with you, stuck with you,” you sang with your husband. “I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you, baby.”

You faced him and he presses a chaste kiss to your lips. The music continues playing in one ear for the both of you. You part from him and he grins pressing a kiss to his daughter’s head. You stop the video.

“I think that was good,” you said and play the video back.

“Well, I’m pretty sure it’s due to my amazing camera work,” Chris said.

You loop your arm with Chris’s and start walking.

“You definitely got the steady hands,” you said.

“It’s exactly why we have Charlie,” he said.

You smacked him upside the head and he gasped.

“Sorry, my hand slipped,” you said.

“Little shit. I’d tackle you right now if my baby girl wasn’t in this wrap,” Chris said placing a hand on her tiny head.

You chuckled and rested your head against his bicep looking at your sleeping little girl.

“You know, the world will finally figure out about us,” you said.

“It’s about time! I’m done reading articles about who you might be quarantining with,” Chris said. “I still can’t believe that nobody figured out that you were pregnant.”

“It’s only because I wore your hoodies and sweaters,” you said. “I barely left the house too, babes. This’ll be bigger than Kylie Jenner’s pregnancy.”

“Well, baby, we’ve been hiding a marriage as well as hiding a pregnancy and a baby,” he said holding your hand. “And your fans hate me after I tweeted about one of your songs.”

“If I remember correctly, you tweeted something along the lines of “god, another song. I wonder who it’s written about this time,”” you said.

“And let’s not forget the eye roll emoji was involved too, hun,” Chris added.

You grinned looking up at him and said, “it was the greatest thing I had ever seen. It was pure chaos.”

“Remember when TMZ reported it?” He asked.

You nodded.

“God, they painted me as an asshole,” he laughed. “Some people were trying to petition to have me removed as Captain America. It was in headlines everywhere.”

“That was hilarious especially since nobody knew that the song was about you,” you said.

“And I get another under my belt,” Chris smiled putting his arm around you.

“You pretty much have a whole album, baby,” you said.

“You should name your next one “Chris”,” he said.

You shook your head no and he pouted.

“Your ego will grow and I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it,” you said.

“But, darling,” your husband whined pulling you closer as the two of you cross over a small wooden bridge.

“We’ll see. But I wanna film a bit more,” you said.

“Fine. —We should pull Scott and Dodger in,” Chris suggested.

i will forever simp for black girls, but black girls in yellow fucking GET ME. MY PALE WHITE ASS LOOKS SO WASHED OUT IN YELLOW AND THEY LOOK SO GOOD LHCKGDKGS

OHMYFUCKINGGOD RIGHTTTTTTTTTTT BLACK WOMEN R FUCKING STUNNING

PRINCESS (THOMAS SHELBY X READER)

SUMMARY: You’ve held this secret way too long.

REQUEST: “I should have told you back then, but I didn’t want you to leave.” With Tommy Shelby please x

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You had known for too long, much longer than Thomas would have liked.

He knew the whole time, he had watched it with his mother on three occasions and then with Martha four. He knew what a pregnant woman acted like and all the symptoms that came with it.

From the moment he realised he waited never mentioning anything because he knew you’d want to tell him yourself but now time was slipping away from you both and he was starting to think that the baby would have to tell him about it themselves at this rate.

You had been running errands all day and finally got home around nine, that was late. When he heard the door shut Tommy called out for you “Y/N, would you come in here please?!”

You scurried into the room carrying paper bags in your arms “Yes my love?”

He peered over the time of his glasses “come sit with me would you please?” He patted his thigh while moving his desk chair back the way to create room for you and you nodded “I’m going to put these bags in the kitchen then I’ll be back” smiling.

When you did return he was waiting for you. You sat on his lap swivelling round to face him, arms around his neck.

“Did you have a good day?” He asked, taking the last drag of his cigarette and being careful to blow the smoke away from you.

You nodded “Yes, me and Ada went to the shops and market took Karl to see your aunt poll and then we popped into John’s on the way home to see the kids - it’s Katie’s birthday tomorrow so I bought her a poke of sweets”

His eyebrows raised “Hmm, lots of children in your day then”

You nodded “Yes, love lots of tears and tantrums too - children are a handful” you joked.

“Think ours will be like that?” He asked, hand landing on your stomach ands rubbing it with his thumb.

Your face fell and went white “Tommy...”

“What love? You were going to tell me? When was that exactly Y/N?” He wasn’t angry but yet curious.

Your lip was caught in your teeth “How long have you known?”

“Same amount of time as you I reckon” he muttered, lips pressing a kiss onto the exposed part of your neck “were you going to tell me?”

“I should have told you back then, but I didn’t want you to leave Tommy. I was just scared, you’re not like John my love you are a businessman I was just scared-“

His hand settled onto your cheek “there’s no need to be afraid my angel, I’m here”

You half smiled “I know Tommy, I’m sorry”

“Don’t apologise for it my love, you’ve gifted me with child and for that I couldn’t be happier” a smile played on his lips, not something that you would see often. Thomas was a very serious man.

His hands gripped your hips lifting you off his lap and making you face him. Your hands found their way into his hair smoothing through it.

Tommy presses kisses into your slightly swollen belly then letting his head rest on it “It’s a girl”

You chuckled “Tom, you don’t know that”

He nodded “It’s gypsy intuition love, it’s a girl I can swear it now - my little princess”

You smiled holding the sides of his head then kneeling down “I thought I was your princess?”

He smirked “You are now my queen”

Shaking your head laughing you mumbled “she’ll be one spoilt princess”

“Would i have it any other way?”

-

LOVE FROM LEA X

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

can I choose again? : d.d

brief summary: from the most recent vlog the bit where you get a thousand dollars for getting the ball into the net, you notice the guy who wins is your ex-boyfriend. 

word count: 619 requested: yes - by anonymous so thank you for the idea! warnings: literally none

* masterlistin’ 

“-if you make the shot, you get a thousand dollars!” David yells into the crowd whilst you stand on the sidelines, watching the guy who runs the stall look at everyone cheering with wide eyes. 

You watch as people pass over five dollars and attempt to make the shot. Various people try from all ages, none succeeding. “Is it impossible to get the shot?” You turn to Natalie who shrugs her shoulders to you in response.

“I don’t know, kinda seems like it is.” She laughs lightly as disappointed sighs echo from the crowd. 

There are a few close calls, watching as the ball narrowly misses the hoop and the cheers quickly die down. Standing still, you can see someone step up. “Feeling lucky?” David asks them, and you try to tilt your head to see who it is, but they remain out of your eyeline.

“Guess we’ll find out.” The person states and you freeze up, knowing that voice all too well.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” You mutter under your breath as the sound of cheers follow.

David grabs the guy, jumping up and down as everyone cheers. “Congrats dude, you’re a thousand dollars richer.” David laughs, and you watch as David walks off with him out to the back.

“You alright?” Natalie questions, seeing the amazement in your eyes as you remain still.

“Remember that guy I used to see? The one who was all like ‘I’m gonna move to LA and win you back?’ Guy?” You watch as Natalie does slowly. “Well, he’s now a thousand dollars richer.” You laugh lightly, and Natalie’s jaw drops.

She grabs a hold of your hand, walking you out from the crowd to the back where David is with your ex and the rest of your friends. “Well played man.” You hear Jeff congratulate.

Walking into the scene, you watch his blue eyes widen as he sees you. “Y/n?” He asks, surprise evident in his voice as he steps away from David and toward you.

David watches closely, seeing the money still in his grip as the winner faces you. “Hey,Sam.” You mutter, crossing your arms. “What are you even doing here?”

Sam lets out a soft laugh, looking around at hardened eyes. “I heard David was doing some event, thought it’d be a laugh to try it out.” Sam shrugs a shoulder, and you roll your eyes. “It’s good to see you, Y/n.”

He tries to reach out, but David steps in and stands by your side, his hand resting on your waist. “Go on dude, just take the money and head off.” David motions for Sam to take the money, but he shakes his head.

“I just want to talk to Y/n, alright?” Sam huffs, clearly irritated.

You scoff lightly. “Not a chance, Sam. Just take the money and get going.” You state and David smiles to you.

Unaware of Jason filming for the vlog, Jeff steps in. “I’d listen to her if I were you.” Jeff mutters, squaring up to Sam.

“Do you want the money or not?” David questions, gritting his teeth as fans still cheer faintly in the background.

Sam rolls his eyes. “Fuck you guys.” He mutters before walking off, and David lets out a sigh as his grip on your waist becomes tighter.

“Dave, he’s gone you know?” You look up to him with a small smile watching as he keeps his tough persona on.

“I know.” He tells you as he glances down, flashing you a loving smile. “Guess I gotta go pick again.” He sighs as you follow him out back into the crowd, taking a hold of the money and keeping it secure until someone else wins.