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cot - kit walker
↳ prompt; requested by @bucky-j-barnes - “that kid’s gonna be the most insanely loved baby in the world with Kit please 😌😌😌” i hope you like the fic love! <3
↳ content warnings - pregnancy, smudge of self doubt
↳ 927 word count
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kit would kill her if he saw what she was doing.
when it was coming up towards the end of her pregnancy, kit had made her swear that she wouldn’t do any heavy lifting, wouldn’t stay standing too long, and wouldn’t be too active. the baby hadn’t even been born, but she had to hand it to him; kit was already an amazing father. protective, definitely, but still amazing.
y/n winced as she tried to tug the wooden cot across the room. it made a horrid scratching sound along the wooden floorboards as she tugged it, and with each pull she just grew more and more exhausted. she was coming up close to having the baby, just a few weeks, and she wanted everything to be perfect. and everything was perfect, until she realised the cot was in absolutely the wrong place in the nursery. it had bugged her all morning, and she really should have waited for kit to come home from work to ask him to move it, but she was determined to do it herself.
she hadn’t heard the front door open over the scraping of the cot against the floor, but by the time the cot had been pulled halfway to where she wanted it she heard the bedroom door open behind her and she grimaced, realising she’d been caught.
“hey, woah, what are you doing?” she watched as kit’s eyes widened in worry as he walked over to her, and pulled her hands from the cot. “that’s way too heavy, doll, you’re gonna hurt yourself.” he frowned.
y/n sighed and deflated a little as she glanced between kit and the cot, and upon seeing that she hadn’t even made it past halfway it had started to annoy her even more. “the cot’s in the wrong spot.”
kit paused, and glanced between where it had previously been underneath the book shelf, and then across the room to where y/n had moved the toy box to make room for it. “i thought you wanted it under the bookshelf.”
“yeah, i did,” she huffed, growing a little frustrated as tears started burning along her waterline. “but i was looking today and the cot will be caught in the draft between the open door and the window, which means the baby will get cold. what kind of mother would i have been if i let my own baby get cold-“ she didn’t even realise she was crying until kit had gently pulled her into a hug (or a half hug, as he couldn’t hug her properly like he used to because of her belly) and he cradled her head against his shoulder as he shushed her.
“okay, it’s okay, i’ll move it, please don’t cry.” he mumbled into her hair, and she frowned as she gripped onto his shirt. he smelt like gasoline and oil, and she was sure that anybody else would have found it gross, but to her he just smelt like kit.
“i’m going to be a terrible mother.” she mumbled once kit had pulled away from the hug, and once he had carefully helped her to sit in the rocking chair that was in the corner of the room, she wiped her eyes with the sleeve of kit’s jumper she was wearing. for the past two months she had been in his clothes as her’s didn’t fit, and they didn’t have the money for new ones.
“no you’re not, you’re going to be perfect.” kit shook his head as he walked over to the cot, and y/n leaned back in her seat as she watched as he lifted it with ease, and placed it where she had made room.
“no i’m not,” she sighed, and looked down at her lap. “i don’t know anything, really. you can’t just parent off of mothering books. and i mean, i can’t even remember to water the plants half the time, how am i meant to look after a whole baby?”
by the time she had finished rambling kit had kneeled in front of her, and she saw him frown again as he gently took her hands in his. “y/n, you’re going to be a great mother, really,” he insisted. “so what if you’re a bit forgetful, it’ll be different with a baby. and you aren’t doing this alone, i’ll be here the whole time okay?” he gently kissed the back of her hand as her bottom lip quivered. “this kid’s gonna be the most insanely loved baby in the world because she’s gonna have the best parents in the world.”
“she?” y/n mumbled through her tears, and kit smiled slightly as he laced his fingers with hers.
“i just think she’s gonna be a girl,” he shrugged. “and if she’s even half as amazing as you, she’ll be perfect.”
if anything, kit’s words had only made her cry more, but she was smiling as she leaned forwards enough to hug him. his palm was warm as he rubbed her back, and his lips were soft as he placed a gentle kiss to her exposed neck. “thank you,” she whispered.
kit shook his head, and placed a loving kiss to her lips before he leaned down to press another to her belly, after he had lifted up the shirt she was wearing. “it’s just the truth, sweetheart. you don’t have anything to worry about,” he said softly. “you are going to be an incredible mother and we’re going to be an incredible family,” he smiled. “just you wait and see.”
hello !! my baby fever is worse than ever so I was wondering if you could write about Kit and the reader bringing their new baby home ? and the reader overhearing Kit being super sappy and soft and talking to their baby 🥺 thank you so so so much !
A/N: I love fluffy Kit. He’s the best.
Pairing: Kit Walker/Female Reader
Rating: Teen
The Evans Masterpost.
“Here, let me get that for you, babe,” Kit says, rushing to beat you to the front door.
You shuffle along behind him, careful not to jostle the sleeping newborn in your arms. “Thanks, hon.”
He smiles affectionately as you walk into the house, bringing the baby home for the first time. “Can I get you anything?” he asks, placing a hand on your lower back and leading you to the sofa. “You hungry? Thirsty? The doctor said you need to drink a lot of water to help with nursing.”
“I’m fine, Kit. Stop fussing.”
“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. I’m gonna fuss over the both of you,” he says, leaning over your shoulder to smile at his child.
You don’t mind the fussing of course. Kit is a wonderful man and you know he is going to be a fantastic father. “Here, why don’t you put the baby in his cradle? I need to lay down.”
Kit gently takes the baby from your arms, immediately holding him to his chest. “I’ll hold him for a bit.”
You chuckle. “I doubt that kid is going to be put down any time soon.”
“Not a chance.”
You lay your sore body across the couch, smiling as Kit starts to rock in place. He looks so natural with a baby in his arms. Secretly, you vow to have a bunch more just so you can always see him this way.
“Hey there, little man,” Kit says softly. “We’ve been waiting for you for a long time. You are so loved.”
You smile softly, watching the two of them even as your eyes start to droop.
“You’re gonna like it here, kid,” Kit goes on, his entire focus drawn to his son. “Between me and your mom, you’re gonna have a great life. I can’t wait to see what you do.”
The last thing you see as you let sleep take you is Kit placing a kiss on the baby’s forehead.
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Fic Taglist: @kitwalker02 @kitwalker64 @lejardinfleur @mxlti-fand0m-imaginess
Little Bump
A/n: I got soft watching the last EP. of AHS: Asylum and thought about Kit getting a wonderful life than I wrote this. There’s no actual dialogue heads up.
Warnings: Pregnacy is the main theme of the fic, One swear word I think, this is utter fluff. Enjoy!
Word Count: 821
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Kit Walker kisses your belly good morning and good night, hello and goodbye every day for your entire pregnancy. he holds you tight in his arms, palms flat on your back and waist, and presses a big smooch to your lips, then one to your belly. he addresses you as his two favorite people, his sweethearts, his babies. Kit presses kisses into your neck while he rubs his hands on your belly, astounded at the life you have growing inside it, the life you made together. Kit rubs your shoulders when they get stiff and makes you tea before bed. he insists you sit down and rest as often as possible, and has a newfound appreciation for everything you do to make your house into a warm inviting home, even more than he did before. Kit reads books on childcare every night before bed, and probably knows as much as you do if not more by now. Kit takes you to all your doctor's appointments, he hasn't missed one and he doesn't plan on it. Kit helps you decorate the nursery just like you planned, down to every last detail. The ceiling trim, the curtains, the way he arranged the toys, even the color of the woodstain on the rocking chair are all exactly like you wanted. He saw how many long hours you put into planning it out, and he's determined to execute it to the nines. It paid off, the nursery is both your favorite room in the whole house. Sometimes he walks around there while you're asleep, making sure it's as perfect as he left it last time (it always is). He looks through the toys, wondering how they'll change with age and love, looks through the books, figuring out what order to read them all to your baby. he grabs one or two to read now for practice, so he can get all the voices right by the time baby is here. you wake up from your nap to find him close by, reading Beatrix Potter stories softly to himself, to your baby. he keeps glancing up once in a while at your belly, hoping junior can hear him in there. once you're up he kisses you, then kisses your baby, just like he always does. Kit Walker is so excited to be a dad, so excited for you to be parents, and he wouldn't want to do it with anyone else.
fav ahs character
happy birthday to him
so true except by hate i mean love
hate when men have big beautiful brown eyes like a baby cow . shut the fuck up
my murder house cover was pretty popular so here is my asylum one :)
The way Kit treats everyone so kindly even when they've done him so much wrong.
✨Boi he's so precious✨
American Horror Story Asylum 2.12 “Madness Ends”