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Linda Fagerholm

I may not be perfect but I’m loving this life

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lindafagerholm
8 months ago

Nico Hischier Fic Recs 🏒

Nico Hischier Fic Recs 🏒
Nico Hischier Fic Recs 🏒
Nico Hischier Fic Recs 🏒

Nico Hischier Fic Recs 🏒

Hughes Siblings Acquired by swissboyhisch (Hughes!Reader)

We’re Not Naked by ^

lover of mine by ohmyeyesmyeyes

cold nights & a sunday morning by ^

best game in the league by ^ (social media au)

Too Much To Drink by bagopucks

question pressure by starry-hughes

Valentine by hischierdevils

forget series masterlist by ^

take a trip  by marnerparty (social media au)

Top shelf  by andreburakozy

‘one just casually sitting down on the other's lap and they start internally freaking the hell out’ by jackhues

I love you, come back by bitchinbarzal

“don’t you dare lie. i can see it hurts, so show me.” by uluvjay

Couch  by kiss4chuu

Book boyfriend  by lfghughes

Dad!nico by ^

Make up  by luvhughes43

Kiss Me Back To Sleep by drewsbuzzcut (Hughes!Reader)

lindafagerholm
2 years ago

“The Starkey’s” series masterlist

✿ = fluff // ✧ = angst

notes

join the taglist!

— the story —

it’s highly suggested that you read in order to fully comprehend the storyline. the story is told in this order with a few blurbs in between chapters to add some personality to the characters.

⇢ our story ✿

⇢ birth ✿

⇢ first halloween ✿

⇢ unrecognizable ✧

⇢ divorce ✧

⇢ break up & make up ✧

⇢ missing milestones ✧

⇢ co-parenting ✿

⇢ flustered ✿

⇢ grocery shopping ✿

⇢ sick day ✿

⇢ paparazzi ✧

⇢ take a hint ✿

⇢ birthday ✿

— h e a d c a n o n s —

⇢ injuries hcs ✧

⇢ 1st day at daycare hcs ✿

— i n s t a p o s t A U —

⇢ pregnancy announcement ✿

⇢ ‘first halloween’ post ✿

⇢ ‘flustered’ post ✿

⇢ random fall post ✿

⇢ insta post 1 ✿

lindafagerholm
2 years ago

12 Days of Christmas

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Mason Mount x Reader

A twelve part series that runs in chronological order for the month of December.

1. Oh, Christmas Tree

You spend the first weekend of December with Mason getting into the Christmas spirit, helping him to pick Christmas Tree and decorate his house after his match against West Ham.

2. A Mistletoe Throwback

On your drive back home after Mason telling you that you would be spending New Year’s Eve at a black-tie event, you think about the first time you ever met almost one year ago.

3. A Princess & His Peanut

Mason takes you on a date night to Winter Wonderland and after bribing you with dessert, you agree to put some rumours to bed.

4. The Naughty List

Mason adds you to the naughty list on the morning before his match, and then you go Christmas Shopping together after the game.

5. Santa’s Package

You and Mason spend your Sunday having a Christmas Movie Marathon and he even pulls off a romantic gesture for it.

6. Chilly

You and Mason take advantage of the recent snowfall and build a snowman, followed by a way of warming yourselves back up. 

7. Roll The Dice

You and Mason spend the evening at Declan’s for a game night until things get heated in more than one way.

8. 21 Questions

You pick Mason and Ben up from their Christmas night out with the Chelsea Team to find the two of them drunk, then you have to deal with a hungover Mason the following morning.

9. Stocking Surprises

You and Mason spend Christmas Eve opening your stockings fillers from each other, and you have an even bigger surprise in store for after the presents.

10. Merry Christmas

It was your first ever Christmas Day with Mason and you spend the morning as just the two of you. 

11. Away Days

It’s Boxing Day and Mason has an away game against Villa, plus a little surprise he’s been keeping from you for after the match. 

12. New Beginnings

Part One

The last day of December meant it had been exactly a year since you met Mason, and to celebrate the occasion you were attending a black tie event to see the New Year in.

Part Two

The series finale and New Year’s Eve continued, followed by a morning surprise from Mason on New Year’s Day. 

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lindafagerholm
2 years ago

Hayley Does Halloween

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31 days of Halloween basically, hope you enjoy. A mixture of Halloween, autumn and photo based imagines.  Word Count: 13,860  1. Pumpkin Picking - Pierre Emile Hojbjerg  2. Matching Outfits - Kalvin Phillips  3. I’ll Protect You - Mason Mount  4. Niece & Nephew - Tyrone Mings  5. Carving Competition - Ben Chilwell  6. Prank Me - Reece James  7. Harley Quinn & Joker - Scott McTominay  8. Photo Imagine 1 - Mason Mount  9. Silent Treatment - Dominic Calvert Lewin  10. Pumpkin - Martin Odegaard  11. Photo Imagine 2 - Dominic Calvert Lewin  12. Let’s Go Trick & Treating - Erling Haaland  13. Winter’s Choice - Jadon Sancho  14. Movie Night - Kepa  15. Photo Imagine 3 - Kieran Tierney  16. Tulley’s Farm - Martin Odegaard  17. Jazz Club - Dominic Calvert Lewin  18. Storm - Aaron Ramsdale  19. Photo Imagine 4 - Jesse Lingard  20. Halloween Makeup - Trent Alexander Arnold  21. Tired Mase - Mason Mount  22. Team Bonding - Ben Chilwell  23. Autumn Vibes - Trent Alexander Arnold  24. Photo Imagine 5 - John Stones  25. Gingerbread - Declan Rice  26. Coffee & Chats - Ben Chilwell  27. Movie With The Boys - Mason Mount  28. Photo Imagine 6 - Dele Alli  29. Bonus Photo Imagine - Dominic Calvert Lewin  30. Nail Artist - Leon Goretzka  31. Halloween Fluffy Alphabet - Jadon Sancho 

lindafagerholm
2 years ago

Mason Mount Masterlist ✨

Mason Mount Masterlist ✨

Disclaimer! I will fix the setup of this eventually, I was getting a lot of request about a master list so wanted to make it as quick as possible so it's not perfect! But like everything with me it's a work in progress (This isn't even all of it but my old old old ones are dreadful & not coming anywhere near this lol... you'll have to dig for it) Love you all & thank you for the support🤍

Love bug All Nighter Rusty Between Us He's still not you The Biggest Pain Used to this Best at many things All I Ever Wanted Was This Just the four of us Part of the family The perfect night in A day to remember Our bubble Thief No matter what That's just life baby Always there Fluffy blurb alphabet Jealousy is painful WYD now? Snowed in Magical surprises About time A love to strong to fade High expectations 12 reasons why I love you fluff alphabet

lindafagerholm
2 years ago
Reblog To Scare The Fia
Reblog To Scare The Fia
Reblog To Scare The Fia
Reblog To Scare The Fia

reblog to scare the fia

lindafagerholm
3 years ago
ELVIS 2022 And Elvis Presley Live On The Milton Berle Show In 1956.
ELVIS 2022 And Elvis Presley Live On The Milton Berle Show In 1956.
ELVIS 2022 And Elvis Presley Live On The Milton Berle Show In 1956.
ELVIS 2022 And Elvis Presley Live On The Milton Berle Show In 1956.
ELVIS 2022 And Elvis Presley Live On The Milton Berle Show In 1956.
ELVIS 2022 And Elvis Presley Live On The Milton Berle Show In 1956.

ELVIS 2022 and Elvis Presley live on the Milton Berle Show in 1956.

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING

MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING
MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING
MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING
MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING
MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING
MASE AND SUMMER BREAKDOWN INCOMING
lindafagerholm
3 years ago
I Cannot Take This Anymore He Is The Cutest Uncle Ever Pls Father My Children Mason
I Cannot Take This Anymore He Is The Cutest Uncle Ever Pls Father My Children Mason

i cannot take this anymore he is the cutest uncle ever pls father my children mason

lindafagerholm
3 years ago
Uncle Masey And Summer :’)
Uncle Masey And Summer :’)
Uncle Masey And Summer :’)

uncle masey and summer :’)

lindafagerholm
3 years ago
Uncle Mase🥹

uncle mase🥹

lindafagerholm
3 years ago
Uncle Mase And Summer
Uncle Mase And Summer
Uncle Mase And Summer

uncle mase and summer

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

Footie Fics :)

prompts lists

meeting prompts

prompt list

cute intimate prompts

(requests are not exclusive to these lists, send in anything you like and I’ll give it a shot!)

also want to just put it out there that I’ll never accept a request involving players real life families / stuff like that. they’ll never be included in the fics and everything here is completely imaginative and fictional with no relation or link to the players personally. that said, request away! :)

how i headcanon member of the england nt when they’re travelling - a stupid thing i made once

insta files masterlist

Jack Grealish

linked fics / stories

Friends for now

Not mates

Stay

Blurbs/prompts/oneshots

this is happiness

illicit affairs

fell for you

Braids

Cheeky

Mama’s Boys

Villa boy

comfort

changed man

snow days and haribo rings

right here with me

accents

Kieran Tierney

Dating would include

nsfw alphabet

christmas market

this is what dreams are made of

Jordan Henderson

linked fics / series

Rose Garden

Painted Roses

blurbs/prompts/oneshots

fluff alphabet

John Stones

linked fics / series

always yours

part two

john x single mum reader

masterlist

blurbs/prompts/oneshots

perfect

black tie turbulence

my hero

say it back

nsfw alphabet

because i’m in love with you

holiday hatred (smut)

no matter what // (part 2)

traffic lights

work welcome

everybody knows

changing it up

longer than forever lasts

car problems

wife

christmas jumper

dad duty

flatmate

Ben Chilwell

fics/multi-parts

please don’t say you love me (1)

cause i might not say it back (2)

doesn’t mean my heart’s not skipping (3)

when you look at me like that (4)

single dad!ben x reader

helping hand

a team

heaven

blurbs/prompts/oneshots

home

reunions and surprises

welcome to the family

good luck charm

rings

want it again (part two)

i believe

Ben White

blurbs/prompts/oneshots

ease

dating would include

holiday heartbreak

Andy Robertson

fics/multi part pieces

ruined it // part two

resentment // part two

baby girl

a fathers woe

not just the physio

feeling some kind of way

nsfw alphabet

uprooted plans

with a bang

Marcus Rashford

blurbs/oneshots/prompts

meet the family

the one

count on me (series)

part one

part two

Jorginho

blurbs/oneshots/prompts

brothers

seil il mio amore piu grande

Mason Mount

blurbs/oneshots/prompts

3am confessions

biggest mistake

quite miss home

John McGinn

blurbs/oneshots/prompts

double win

you got me

celebration

Rúben Dias

next to you

beautiful

not ready

daddy's home

blue masterlist

insta files

one

two

blurbs

songwriter girlfriend blurb

ring blurb

looking out for you blurb

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

MOTOGP: A GUIDE TO THE MOST UNHINGED MOTORSPORT

I have seen a lot of F1 fans mention how they want to get into MotoGP, but they just aren’t sure where to start. So, I spent 2 full days writing up a guide with everything you will need! 

For the next two weeks, there won’t be any F1 races, but there will be a MotoGP double header. So if you think some of the things here are cool, maybe check it out :)) 

Keep reading

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

Isaac is so nunu 🥺

lindafagerholm
3 years ago
X
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lindafagerholm
3 years ago

Spa ‘21

(scuderiabwoah)

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

Ah something good after this weekend! Michael! 🥰

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

DR you still jacked?!

*Barks*

lindafagerholm
3 years ago

so daniel snores and his new haircut sucks but not as much as his music taste

lindafagerholm
4 years ago

Pierre Gasly and Yuki Tsunoda:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

Lando Norris and Max Verstappen:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

Mercedes and Lewis Hamilton (Valtteri Bottas on the background):

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

FIA and 1st lap incidents:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

Pierre Gasly and Esteban Ocon:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

Max Verstappen and RBR team:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

F1 community and Mick Schumacher:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:

Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen and Daniel Ricciardo:

Pierre Gasly And Yuki Tsunoda:
lindafagerholm
4 years ago
Lando Norris, P3 | Austrian Gp 2021 Mario Renzi | Formula 1
Lando Norris, P3 | Austrian Gp 2021 Mario Renzi | Formula 1
Lando Norris, P3 | Austrian Gp 2021 Mario Renzi | Formula 1

lando norris, p3 | austrian gp 2021 mario renzi | formula 1

lindafagerholm
4 years ago
Okay It's Cute

okay it's cute

lindafagerholm
4 years ago
Copy Of A Copy Of A Copy
Copy Of A Copy Of A Copy
Copy Of A Copy Of A Copy
Copy Of A Copy Of A Copy

Copy of a copy of a copy

lindafagerholm
4 years ago
lindafagerholm - Linda Fagerholm
lindafagerholm - Linda Fagerholm
lindafagerholm - Linda Fagerholm
lindafagerholm - Linda Fagerholm
lindafagerholm - Linda Fagerholm
lindafagerholm
5 years ago
Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018)
Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018)

Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018)

lindafagerholm
5 years ago

I’m Not Going Anywhere (Dad!Ben Hardy Fluff)

I’m Not Going Anywhere (Dad!Ben Hardy Fluff)

A/N: I think this is my longest fic to date - over 9K words! Dad!Ben is my kink and I have zero shame so enjoy! Thank you again @kellysimagines for the awesome request, ugh I love you!

Warnings: FLUFF, Description of childbirth and all that stuff that goes with trouble with fertility. It’s heart wrenching and heart warming all at once. So much emotion. So much sensitive Ben. Have fun contracing baby fever!

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“Morning, Baby!” A deep, gravelly voice said into your ear before placing a kiss on the smooth skin below it. You rolled over as well as you could at the end of your 9 months of pregnancy to see your husband Ben, glowing in the early morning light, blonde curls disheveled from sleep and green eyes faintly glassy. You moved your hand to caress his cheek, “Good morning, Benny.” He smiled warmly before leaning down to place a deep kiss to your lips. His hand traveled from your chin down to your swollen belly - he hadn’t been able to get enough of your bump over the last nine months. The baby grew more active as Ben’s hand ran along the expanse of your bump. “Good Morning to you, too Little Bean!” Ben giggled, his eyes sparkling with childlike wonder at the movement of the small human growing inside you. “I’m not so sure about how little she is anymore!” You laughed humorlessly. It was so early and your little girl was already so active; when she first started kicking and moving around it was cute, and now that she was almost ready to be born, it hurt or was uncomfortable, or gave you the very sudden urge to pee. You were more than ready to evict this little girl from your womb and hold her in your arms - and she needed to stop making herself so comfortable because she’d already been inside two days past her due date and you didn’t know how much more of her tap dancing your body could take! “She’s incredibly active this morning, and she was all night, too! She needs to get out; I feel like a beached whale and every time her little foot kicks against my bladder it hurts!” You groaned, Ben wrapped his arms around you tighter and placed a kiss on your head. “I know love, we’re almost there. You could pop at any minute.” He was beaming, “Daddy can’t wait to meet you, Little Bean!” Ben cooed, rubbing soft circles on your belly. “And the earlier you get here the better because Mummy wants you out!” You said, placing your hand on top of Ben’s. He chuckled, “I love you, I’m so excited to have this baby with you!” He nuzzled his face into your hair, sighing deeply out of bliss. “I’m so happy, I love my girls so much I can’t stand it.” You felt him smile against you as he placed a soft kiss against your hair and you ran your fingers through his blonde curls. “And your girls love you too, Ben. The one just needs to get out here so she can tell you herself!” He peppered kisses down your jawline and along your neck. He laughed against your skin, his lips traveling to your collarbone. “Ben, I love you but I don’t think I have it in me right now.” You groaned - sex with Ben was great, and got even better since you found out you were pregnant, but you were exhausted and everything was sore from the slew of contractions you’d experienced to no avail over the last few days and the only thing you could focus on was sending telepathic signals to your baby to make your water break. “You know it can help to start labor?” Ben urged. “I know and that’s why I hate that I’m so exhausted.” You whined. “And technically, labor has STARTED, my water just hadn’t broken.” You groaned, annoyed that your stupid water wasn’t broken, your little girl wasn’t here already, and your doctor wasn’t going to induce you for another day and a half. “I can do all the work, you know!” He chimed, raising an eyebrow. “No, Ben, later!” You laughed, pushing your needy husband gently. “Is that a promise?” He asked with a smirk, “Watch it!”

You laughed, poking his chest before pulling him back to your lips for a kiss. “I love you, Momma. You’re so cute.” He said against your lips. “I love you too, but I’m also starving, do you think you can make breakfast?” You asked, sticking out your lip for dramatic effect. Ben feigned annoyance and rolled out of bed, planting his feet firmly on the floor and extending his hand to you to help you from the bed. You took a second to admire him - he’d put on a little sympathy weight throughout your pregnancy, but it suited him well. He got so skinny around the time he shot Bohemian Rhapsody and had stayed that way for a while; he was starting to look more like his normal self - still incredibly muscular - like he was sculpted by the gods - just a bit softer around the edges. Ben was immaculate, standing there nearly bare in his black boxer briefs; how did you get so lucky to have not only a man who was beautiful on the outside, but just as beautiful - if not more - on the inside. He was going to be such a good dad to your little girl and your heart was already overflowing with pride. You took Ben’s hand and he helped steady you as you stood - being pregnant hadn’t been too bad, but these last couple weeks had been a real bear - and as soon as your feet were on the ground you felt a sharp pain in your belly, you let out a yelp and a groan, feeling your knees start to buckle. Ben tightened his grip on you, bending down to meet your face with his. “Baby, what happened?” He asked, concern in his eyes. “Contraction. Big one.” You said through gritted teeth, letting out a loud, labored breath. “Breathe through it, baby. In and out, love. Focus on me, I’m right here.” Ben’s voice was soothing, and his hands moved to put counter pressure on your lower back as you waited for the contraction to pass. “That’s the worst one I’ve had yet, hopefully that means we’re close.” You groaned - your heart racing from the adrenaline and your body slumping over from exhaustion. “Come on, love let’s get you comfortable and fed and we’ll just wait it out. We’ve got all the time in the world.” Ben said, leading you out of your shared bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen. He sent you to the couch, handing you a blanket and the tv remote with the instruction to relax and he’d be back soon with breakfast, placing a kiss to your head before walking back to the kitchen and digging through the cabinets for cooking utensils. “Baby, what do you want to eat?” Ben called. “Just an egg and some toast, I don’t want to eat too much but want something.” You replied. You heard Ben rustling about in the kitchen and you peeked over at him, watching the top half of his body move behind the counter. He’d run back to the laundry room to pop on a shirt - the soft grey one that you knew was his favorite, and you could see his muscles flex and relax with even the simplest of movements.

Ben came out from the kitchen with two plates in his hands, both full of eggs and toast - just like you’d asked, and he handed you a fork to eat it with. As soon as you took your first bite of toast - boom, another contraction. “Shit!” You murmured, handing Ben the plate and doubling yourself over - trying to stretch your aching muscles and clutching at your bump. “Is it another bad one?” Ben asked, his hand rubbing circles on your back. “Mm, hm.” You hummed, you could barely talk it hurt so bad. Your face felt hot and you could nearly see stars. “Babe, breathe! It’s worse when you hold your breath.” Ben said - he noticed everything. You took a shaky breath in and exhaled - it did help, but not as much as you wished it would. When you felt the pain finally subside, you fell into Ben’s chest, clutching at him like he was the only thing keeping you grounded. He handed you your piece of toast and you lazily took a bite - like a child with the flu taking a bite of a cracker - you nodded against him. “Labor fucking sucks.” You grumbled, mouth full of toast. Ben chuckled and wrapped his arms around you tighter. “I know, love, but when it’s all over we’ll have a precious baby girl to love and cuddle for the rest of our lives.” Ben said, placing a kiss to your now very sweaty forehead. “Why does it have to take so LONG?!” You whined as Ben rocked you back and forth. “It’s a marathon, not a sprint.” Ben said, a grin plastered across his face. “It’s torture is what it is.” You looked up at him with big eyes, hoping for some sympathy. “I know, baby.” Ben leaned down to place a soft kiss on your lips. Your hand moved to his soft blonde curls, deepening the kiss and tugging slightly at the soft strands. You both pulled back with a soft sigh. “After we have the baby, are we still going to have time like this? Just us, holding each other? If we’re parents can we still make out like teenagers?” Ben chuckled, thinking about how many times you’d come home from work to see him sitting there after a long week on set, only to leap onto his lap and ensnare his lips with yours; Tongues clashing, mouths sucking, leaving purpling love-bites on each other’s necks. It was something that had definitely been a precursor to the baby you’d made together. “We’ll make time.” he said quizzically. You smiled up at him mischievously, “Because I can hardly resist jumping your bones on this couch.” He laughed. “What did I do to deserve you?” He laughed, his hand moving to caress your cheek. “I love you.” He whispered, and you placed your hand on his, “I love you, too.” You replied back.

You lay there in each other’s arms for a few moments before you felt yourself start to cramp up and you had to switch positions. Ben turned on the TV and queued up a show the two of you had probably watched 1000 times before. “A distraction.” Ben said and moved to wrap his arms around you again. He cuddled against your belly - he loved to feel the baby’s every movement - and eventually you both dozed off for a couple hours from the exhaustion that came from waiting for your baby to come. When you woke up, feeling somewhat refreshed, you figured it was probably a good idea to shower - just in case you did have to go to the hospital. You nudged your dozing husband and he helped you up off the couch. “You want me to help you?” He asked, a glint of worry in his eyes, “No I think I’ll be good. Haven’t had a contraction for a bit and I’m feeling far more alert. I think I can shower myself.” You said. Ben didn’t look convinced, but let you go up to shower unescorted.

You got to the master bath and turned on the shower, feeling immediate satisfaction from the steam of the hot water. You undressed and stepped into the steamy glass box, reveling in the feeling of the hot water against your achy skin. You washed your hair, and never thought that the feeling of your nails massaging your scalp could feel so good. When you finished, you stepped out, grabbing fresh towels to gently dry your skin before putting on your robe to dry your hair. As you flipped your head over to wrap your hair in a towel, you felt a shudder in your lower belly and then a gush. Your water broke - FINALLY. You stood up, processing what had just happened and felt a powerful contraction hit. You started laughing out of both pain and disbelief. “BEN!” You yelled as loud as you could muster and immediately heard his feet pounding against the stairs, and a little stumble followed by a “shit” then saw your husband’s flushed face, wide eyes, and a skinned knee in the doorway. “Y/n? What happened? What’s wrong?” Ben looked frantic and his knee was bleeding. “My water just broke.” You squeaked, struggling to maintain your excitement and nerves. “Really? She’s coming?” He asked, his expression softening slightly. “Yeah, yeah Benny! We’re gonna be parents today!” He walked over to you in a daze, taking your face in his hands and kissing you hard on the mouth. “We’re gonna be parents!” He squealed like an excited little child. “Can you call the OB and grab the timer and give it to me while I get ready, We need to see how far apart contractions are but I want to dry my hair and get ready before we leave.” You tried to get all the words in before the next contraction rocked your body. Ben nodded, frantically rushing about the room like Frankie right after the first person gets home in the evening. “Ben, your knee!” You cried out, laughing nervously. “Don’t worry about that, WE’RE HAVING A BABY!” Ben beamed, drying up the blood from the scrape with a tissue and heading out the door to find his phone.

You got your hair dried - having to stop every couple minutes for a contraction - and got yourself dressed and headed downstairs to find Ben loading go-bags into the car and chattering excitedly into his phone. “Yeah, we’re heading to the hospital now. I’m gonna be a DAD, Joe - i can’t believe it!” You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning your head against his chest. Ben’s arm curled around your shoulders and he pulled you closer to him. “I’ve gotta go, we’re ready to head out. But I promise I’ll call as soon as she’s here. You’re at Gwil’s right?” Ben asked into the phone. “Perfect. Cheers, mate.” And he hung up, putting the phone in the pocket of his sweats. “Ready?” He asked, you could hear his heart racing in his chest as he held you close. “As ready as I can be.” You said, his hands trailing up and down your spine. “Are you nervous, Ben? You’re heart is pounding!” You chuckled softly. “Fuck yes. I don’t want to mess up this whole dad thing. It’s all so REAL!” Ben said, his voice laced with awe and emotion. “And I have to watch you go through a lot of pain over the next few hours. I hate to see you hurt and know there’s nothing I can do.” Ben said, you felt him squeeze you tightly and place a long kiss on your head. “I know, Ben. There’s no avoiding the fact that labor is going to be fucking painful and no one but me can physically experience that. But there is something you can do and that is never leave my side and keep encouraging me when I don’t think i can do it anymore.” You reaches your hands up to caress his cheeks - his emerald eyes were a bit glassy, oh how you hoped your baby got those beautiful eyes - you smiled up at him, “Just think about holding our beautiful baby girl for the first time. I can’t wait to meet her and see her in her daddy’s arms.” Ben smiled softly, leaning his forehead against yours. “I’ll never leave your side. You have my word. Now let’s meet our little girl!” Ben said, pecking your lips and taking your hand, leading you out to the car. “And if I yell at you during labor, I promise it isn’t personal and I don’t mean it. Everything just hurts.” You said, Ben looked over at you, chuckling and shaking his head as he shifted the car into gear. “I’m gonna hold you to that, love!” He grinned and sped toward the hospital.

When you arrived at the hospital’s birthing center, Ben was on top of it. “Yeah, I called our OB about an hour ago,” you heard Ben explaining to the nurse at check in everything that they told you to have prepared at one of the birthing classes you’d made him go to. He was far more calm now than he had been at the house, which was great, and he was signing all the insurance papers without needing to ask you any questions. It was a miracle! He walked over to where you were sitting in one of the chairs, gripping the armrests to get through another contraction. “What’s the time now, two/three minutes?” Ben asked, eyebrows raised and the worry back in his eyes. You nodded and groaned. “Here, take my hand and just breathe, baby, breathe.” You gripped Ben’s hand for dear life, squeezing it tightly and breathing in and out raggedly. “There, we go.” Ben said, his voice a bit strained as you were nearly crushing his hand. You began to loosen your grip and he relaxed, “There, better?” He asked, giving you a soft smile and you leaned your head on his shoulder. “You’re doing Great, love. You’re doing great.” He kissed the top of your head and the nurse called you back to your room. “I’ll grab the bags and catch up to you.” Ben said, giving your hand a squeeze as you followed the nurse down the hall.

The room you’d been given was exactly what you’d asked for and more; there was your typical hospital bed, and all of the medical equipment, but behind a curtain there was a huge tub that looked more like a hot tub than any of the birthing tubs you saw photos of on Pinterest. Your OB had suggested a water birth from day one since you were so nervous about the medical aspect of delivery. According to her, the pain is easier to manage, and you feel like you’re a little more in control of the whole birth, which was something you desperately craved. Ben arrived soon with your bags in tow as you started to get settled. “Damn, this is better than I expected it to be. Not quite as medical and intimidating as I feared it would be.” You and Ben both hated hospitals, no question about it. This room wasn’t as comfortable as your home, but it was far more comfortable than it could have been. As you started unpacking your bag and changing into the clothes you’d brought to give birth in, you felt another contraction hit you hard and Ben ran to grab a nurse - you knew the baby was getting close because you could no longer talk through the contractions; the only thing you could do was close your eyes and pray that they passed quickly. Ben came back in the room and stood next to you where you were bracing yourself against the bed; your knuckles were white and you felt tears starting to bubble up in your eyes. “Hey, baby it’s ok!” Ben’s voice was so soothing, his strong, soft hands rubbed against your lower back. “It’s all going to be over in a few hours. I know it’s a long time but you’ll make it, I promise.” When the contraction subsided, you collapsed into Ben’s arms and he ran his hand comfortingly through your hair. “Here, love - let me help. He said, taking the lapels of his flannel shirt you’d stolen for the occasion and unbuttoning it to help you into your hospital gown that you’d wear until you had to get into the water and actually give birth.

When you were dressed the nurse came in to take your vitals and administer your IV before your OB could come in and get everything started. You sat up on the bed and Ben perched in the chair next to you. When she whipped out the needle for the IV, Ben saw it and tipped, making you more nervous. He tried to shake it off and take your opposite hand, but he was squeezing yours back just as hard as you were holding on to him. The nurse asked how far apart your contractions were - they were about 3 minutes apart now and really becoming a pain. When the nurse was done writing all her notes and had set up your drip, she headed to the stool at the foot of the bed, asking you to put your feet in the stirrups so she could check to see how dilated you were already. “Five centimeters, you’re already half way there, Momma!” The nurse said and you slumped back on the pillow. You felt slightly defeated; only half way? Half. Fucking. Way. The nurse told you she’d call your OB in soon, and be back in about an hour to check how dilated you were again as she headed out of the room. “Ben saw your defeated look and squeezed your hand. “Only half way, Ben? Seriously?” He eubbed soothing circles on the back of your hand, “I know, love. It sucks.” You felt angry tears fall down your cheeks, “Love, don’t cry! Look at me!” He said, placing a hand on your cheek and rubbing a tear away with his thumb, “Today is going to be hard, and it’s going to hurt, and there will be times like right now where it feels like it’s too much to take.” His eyes were so soft and his voice so warm, “But you are so strong, and so brave; I know you can do it. You didn’t stick yourself with needles and go to countless doctor’s appointments for over two years of fertility treatments to give up now when we are so close to meeting our little angel.” He smiled at you, “If I could take the pain away from you, I would in a heartbeat. And if I could snap my fingers and be holding my little girl in my arms, I would. But know that I love you so much and I am not going anywhere.” He held your face in his hands and leaned down to kiss your lips tenderly. “I love you, Ben. And I love our little girl and I thought we were so much closer to meeting her.” Your lip quivered and you felt like a child. “I know, I hoped we were too, but we aren’t going anywhere until she’s in our arms and we can tell her in person how much we love her!” He nuzzled his nose against yours, making you smile. “Benny, can you cuddle me and put that pressure on my back for a bit? I’m exhausted and I want to try and get some sleep so I have enough energy later.” You felt like you were whining, even though you really weren’t, but Ben nodded and climbed up into the bed with you, pressing his strong hands into your lower back and rubbing the flesh with his thumbs - it felt so nice and gave you a chance to sleep somewhat soundly for a while.

The nurse came back in an hour, like she said she would and yet again only five centimeters. Another hour passed, five and a half centimeters. “You have GOT to be fucking kidding me.” You groaned at no one in particular. “I know, baby. Is this your first one? The first labor is ALWAYS the longest!” She said, trying to reassure you but you were still grumpy. The nurse gave you some pain killers and said she’d be back. The next time she checked, it was 8 PM and you were only 6 centimeters. HOW had you only dilated ONE tiny centimeter in over four hours? You looked at Ben and let out a choked sob. “It’s alright, love. Just try to get a little mor rest and wait for the painkillers to kick in. Eventually they did and it let you sleep for about an hour and a half.

When the nurse returned with your OB, it was nearly midnight and Ben nudged your shoulder lightly to wake you. “Sleeping through some contractions? You must be a really tough girl.” The nurse said, as you got ready for your doctor to check and see how dilated you were. “I wish!” You chuckled, you’d started to get used to the feeling of the sharp contractions a bit, and the medication had helped, but it was still incredibly painful and brought tears to your eyes. “Having Ben do that counter pressure and the pain meds are helping, but God I want her OUT!” You grumbled and your doctor chuckled. “That is understandable, and that’s why I’m here! Let’s see how dilated you are and see if we can take some more of that pain away, yeah?” Your OB said, situating herself at the end of your bed, and performing the same exam the nurse had done earlier. “Wow, eight and a half centimeters, you’re getting close!” She said and you breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back into Ben’s chest and feeling your heart rate slow a bit. “Just relax, try to get a little more rest and at this rate, I think we’ll be about ready to push in an hour or two!” She said patting your hand, “And Dad, keep it up; I wish they were all as calm as you!” She said to Ben with a wink and you felt him smile into your hair. When she left you turned slightly to him. “How are you so calm, Ben?” You asked. “I got an anti-anxiety prescription a few weeks ago just for this and I took an extra Xanex an hour ago. I feel on top of the world.” He said and pecked a kiss on your neck. “I figured the calmer I was, he better this would be for you.” He said and squeezed your waist tighter, cuddling into you. “Thank you, Ben. You’re the best.” You said, chuckling at your husband’s willingness to do literally anything to ease your suffering before taking his hand in yours and kissing it. “You’re welcome, I love you.” He muttered into you ear. “I love you, too.” Both of you nodded off for an hour or so, finally feeling somewhat relaxed knowing you’d meet your daughter in a couple hours.

When the OB came back in, she checked your vitals again and you get an extra hard contraction. “Breath, y/n and let me know when this contraction stops and I’ll see how dilated you are, we may be ready to have that baby!” She said excitedly you nodded and let out a shaky breath you didn’t even realize you were holding. Ben grabbed your hand and gave you a reassuring nod. “Good news! Ten centimeters, your baby is almost here!” Ben beamed at you, squeezing your hand tightly and placing a kiss on your shoulder. “I’m going to call the nurse in and we’ll get the birthing tub ready if you want to get yourself prepared. Dad, are you planning to be in the tub with her or out on the edge with me and the nurses?” Your OB looked at Ben, and he had a stunned look on his face. “I have a choice? I can be in with her, won’t I be in your way will I?” He asked, looking at you for an answer. “Yes, Ben. I want you in with me. If you want, of course.” You said, lacing your fingers in between his as you stood shakily from the bed. “You will be behind her, Ben. I promise you won’t be in the way! It’s a great, intimate way to experience the birth of your child with your partner.” The doctor assured him. He looked at you with eager eyes. “Please, Ben. I need you.” And that was all the convincing he needed, nodding and holding back happy tears as he held your face in his hands. “Of course, love. Of course!” He whispered against your lips before kissing you passionately, “We’re about to be parents! It’s all so real!” He squealed excitedly and You giggled from your nerves before you felt a strong contraction and a sudden dropping sensation that nearly knocked you over. “AAH, I think she’s coming!” You panted, trying to breathe through the pain. “Holy shit!” Ben said, keeping you steady as you leaned over the bed, bracing yourself on your elbows.

“Ben, if you want to strip down to your boxers and help get her gown off, we’re just about ready.” The doctor said and he nodded, taking a deep breath. He felt his heart start to race as he walked you over to the edge of the tub, You crouched down, feeling your baby start to drop down in your body and you let out a long groan - you learned about an hour ago that raising your voice through the contractions REALLY did help ease some of your pain. “Are you good for me to untie this, love?” He asked, and you nodded forcefully as he slipped the multiple ties loose on your hospital gown and left you in a sports bra and nothing else. He and your doctor helped you into the tub and he got in after you, sitting behind you in the warm water, your back flush with his chest. His arms instinctively wrapped around you and his lips moved to place soothing kisses on your neck. The contractions were constant now, and it felt like your insides were being ripped apart. “Alright, y/n, how are you feeling?” The doctor asked you, “I-I feel like i want to push. She-ugh- i feel like she’s dropping and is going to fall out.” You said, trying to grit your teeth and bear it through your contraction. “Yes! She’s almost here now focus on me. It looks like the baby is really coming so I need you to push as soon as your next contraction starts. Brace yourself against Ben and push as hard as you can, can you do that for me?” Your OB had such kind eyes, Ben looked over your shoulder to you and turned your face to meet his, “You’re almost there, love!” He cooed, taking your hands in his and resting them on your belly. You felt one contraction end and the next begin, “Ok, push and hold it for about ten seconds, love.” Your doctor instructed and you gritted your teeth and pushed as hard as you could - no amount of sit ups could have prepared your abdominal muscles for this amount of work. You squeezed Ben’s hands until your knuckles were white and when the doctor told you to relax you slumped against Ben’s chest. He kissed your temple and rubbed the back of your hand with thumb. You let out a little whimper and Ben whispered sweet nothings into your ear. “Do the same with the next contraction. She’s almost here, just a few more! Let out a yell if you need to while you push, our eardrums don’t mind!” Your doctor was still encouraging you and you felt the next contraction start, pushing again and letting out a loud growl from between gritted teeth. “Come on, baby! Come on!” You groaned toward your arriving daughter, and let out a long yell as you felt her get even closer to the world where you wanted her most.

“I see her head, you’re almost there! When her head is fully out, push a little more until you see a bit of her shoulder, okay? You’re going to bring her into the world, darling you’re so close!” The OB said, getting more and more excited. “Ben?” You turned to him in the brief moment between contractions. “I want you to help me pull her out and up for her first breath, okay?” You asked and he nodded with great fervor, his eyes glassy with emotion. “Ok!” he choked out, “You’re doing so good - so fucking good my love!” You took Ben’s hands in yours again, and started to push, feeling something hard and round start to pass through you until you saw a little mop of dirty blonde curls start to flow in the water between your legs so you pushed a little harder, watching your daughter arrive before your eyes. While the pain was immense, you felt yourself start to push it from your mind as you became more motivated to see this little bundle of joy make her entrance. “There she is! One more push for her shoulders and then it’s time to pull her up!” The doctor said, you pushed hard one more time and helped the little girl wiggle her shoulders free. You placed Ben’s hands with yours on her little body as you continued to push and roll your hips to free her until she was finally out and you felt your entire body sigh with both awe and relief. As you and Ben pulled her from the water together, you heard her piercing cry for the first time, leaving both of you speechless. “Ben!” You said, letting out a choked sob, “She’s so beautiful; she’s us!” He cried into your hair, placing kisses on every square inch of your skin he could find. “You did it, my love. She’s finally here!” Both you and Ben were fully sobbing as you rested the little girl on your chest, holding her tightly to your bare skin like that was the place she’d always belonged. Her cries began to taper off into coos as you and Ben clutches her close to you. Ben’s arms were tightly wrapped around your body, one hand rubbing gentle circles on the little girl’s back. “Hi, darling! We are so happy to finally meet you!” Ben said, tears spilling down his cheeks. “I can’t believe I just watched you arrive! Your mummy did so good!” His Hand moved to run through her head of thick curls. “You’re even more beautiful Than i could have imagined.” He whispered in awe. You leaned against Ben’s chest, attempting to catch your breath. “I’m going to deliver the afterbirth now, Alright love. You just relax and hold your little baby, but push when I tell you! You’re going to feel some more pressure, Alright?” You nodded. “Ok, go ahead and push, breathe, and push again.” Your doctor led you through a rhythm and soon you had delivered your placenta and could fully relax. “Congratulations! You’re new parents!” The doctor and nurses were clapping and You turned to face your husband, who placed a passionate and loving kiss to your lips. “Do you want to cut the chord, Dad?” Your doctor asked and Ben nodded, following her instructions carefully as you held your little girl in your arms.

She gurgled and cooed as the doctor picked her up to give her her first bath and her first exam; she was measured and weighed and she let out a little squeak - but not a cry when she was pricked for her blood test. A nurse came back to help you and Ben from the birthing tub, handing you towels and helping you redress yourself to relax into your bed. You were helped into one of Ben’s large flannel shirts, unbuttoned just enough to have skin to skin contact with your little girl. Ben grabbed his clothes from the bag and snuck into the in-suite bathroom to change, emerging a few minutes later in his grey sweatpants and a t shirt before walking over to peek over the doctor’s shoulder and snapping a few pictures with his camera. “She’s lovely, y/n. She really is!” He said, looking over at you, sitting on the bed as the nurse adjusted the postpartum drug regimen going through your IV. “Are you ready for her, Momma?” The nurse asked and you nodded, bringing your hands to your mouth and feeling the tears bubble up in your eyes again. “Yeah, i am!” You sputtered, and the nurse brought you your little baby, wrapped in a soft pink blanket and cooing like she was the happiest girl in the world. “Hi, my love!” You cooed, a tear dripping from your cheek onto her little blanket, “I love you so much, darling! You look so much like your daddy, just like i hoped you would!” You said and the little girl yawned big and bold, “You and me both, little one! Looks like we have taken it out of eachother!” You said, tracing the ridge of her little button nose with your finger. “Ben!” You looked over at your husband who was sitting patiently on he sideline snapping photos, “put your camera down and come up here.” He did as he was told and you looked into his warm green eyes, “Do you want to hold her, Ben?” You asked and he nodded, a tear dripping down his cheek. The nurse picked up Ben’s camera and trained it on the two of you - that picture became your favorite of all the ones that were taken. You handed the little bundle to Ben and the little girl stirred slightly, letting out a little whimper. “No, don’t cry for Daddy! Daddy doesn’t want you to cry The first time he holds you!” Ben cooed and she soon relaxed, pressing herself into Ben’s chest as he adjusted his hold of her. He looked down at your daughter and then at you. “She’s breathtaking, y/n. I can’t believe we made this little miracle together.” He said and you placed your hand on his cheek. “I love you so much, Ben. We’re parents; you made me a mom!” You cried, throwing your arms around his neck and he laughed. “I can’t believe it! And you did most of the work to make me a dad, so I should be thanking you.” He grinned, running his finger along her delicate hairline and feeling the softness of her little curls. “I don’t want to interrupt, but have you decided on her name, Mom and Dad? No rush, just want to get her birth certificate filled out.” The nurse asked, Ben’s eyes met yours and you nodded, giving him a soft smile. “Ivy. Ivy Elizabeth Jones.” He said confidently. “I love it!” The nurse said, writing Ivy’s name on the form and handing you the copy to sign. Ben juggled Ivy in his arms so he could sign his name as well. “Perfect! We’ll leave you guys to enjoy your new parenthood for a while before her first feeding.” The nurse said, “hit the call button if you need anything - even if you think it’s something stupid and minor.” She winked and waved as she left the room.

“I can’t believe it.” Ben said again, “I know I sound like a broken record, but I cannot believe she is finally here. I can’t believe we MADE her. She’s Part you and Part me and - Shit i love you so much. You have no idea the magnitude of this gift you’ve given me!” Ben rattled on, “Sorry Ivy, Daddy needs to watch his language doesn’t he?” Ben cooed, the little girl wiggled an arm free from her swaddle and gripped Ben’s finger in her tiny fist. “Look at your little fingers, they’re so tiny!” He chuckled, the sound was so bright and happy. “You make me so happy, Ben. I couldn’t have done this without you and I’m so excited to see you flourish and grow as a Dad. Ivy and i are so lucky to have you.” You kissed his cheek and he smiled up at you. “Thank you, You think you’re lucky? I have two of the most beautiful girls in the world to love every day for the rest of my life. Watching you bring our little girl into the world and push yourself through the pain was amazing and you’re already the best mum. I can’t wait to raise this little girl with you to hopefully be as strong and relentless as her mum one day.” You cuddled into Ben’s side and stared at your little girl in awe, riding the high of being a newly crowned parent with the love of your life.

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A few months later, you and Ben were adjusting to life as new parents and reveling in the feeling of watching Ivy grow and thrive. You’d seen so many friends and family over the last couple months - Joe came from New York to stay with you and help out, really stepping up in his position as Godfather; Lucy and Rami were over almost every day, taking turns with Gwilym and his wife to bring you and Ben meals and remind you to eat. Both your parents and Ben’s were over constantly - sometimes a bit too much - doting over their first grandchild and going absolutely Gaga over Ivy’s curls that made her look more and more like Ben’s little twin every single day.

But now that Ivy was born, Ben had to return to work - going on a press tour for his newest project was now at the top of his to-do list and he was dreading it. All he wanted to do was be home to cuddle with his wife and watch his little girl grow and change, but instead he was stuck talking to reporters for hours on end. Tonight was Graham Norton and while he typically loved being a guest on his show, he couldn’t wait for it to be over so he could go home to his little family. His stylist Grace - a fairly new mom herself - got him suited and booted for the show, making him look as stunning as ever for his appearance. He gave her a soft smile as she made some finishing touches on his look - tucking in his pocket square and straightening his tie. “Only a couple hours, Benny Boy. A couple more hours and you get to see that cute little girl of yours!” Grace said, poking his cheek, “Smile, bud you should be happy!” She said, “Show me that picture again, i want to see Ivy’s cute little cheeks again!” Ben smiled, pulling out his phone and flashing a photo of Ivy lying on a blanket in the living room and smiling widely, her cheeks round and pink and her hair splayed out in wild dark blonde curls. “Ben, she’s such a little cutie! I can see why you can’t wait to go home to her!” She cooed about the photo and Ben grinned with such pride. The stage manager knocked on the door of Ben’s dressing room. “Hey Ben, five minutes!” He said, and Ben nodded to him. “Showtime!” Grace exclaimed lightly smacking Ben’s chest like she always did and he rolled his eyes, chuckling to himself as he walked out toward the stage.

When Graham announced him and called him out to the couch, Ben waved and flashed his typical huge grin to the crowd as he waved, but he just wasn’t feeling it today - he hoped they couldn’t tell. “Well, how are you Ben? It’s been a while since we’ve seen you on the show; I think last time we were talking about your eggs.” The picture of Ben from a promotional calendar during his Eastenders days flashed on the screen - he was topless in an awful fedora holding two comically large jars of pickled eggs. Ben let out a little huff, smiling to himself, cheeks pink, “My wife loves that stupid picture, she put it in a frame and hides it in different palaces around our house. She got our friends to do it too and I HATE it!” Ben laughed, warming up a bit to the interview - talking about the love of his life was something he never tired of. “How is your wife, y/n is it? Didn’t she just have a baby?” Graham asked and Ben lit up. “She’s great, actually. And yeah, we just had a baby girl about three months ago. Her name is Ivy, she’s perfect! We are very lucky!” Ben’s eyes were soft and he felt warm inside talking about his pride and joy - he hoped he could talk mostly about her during this interview and not the project he was promoting, he felt his presence alone was enough for that. “We’ve got a picture; look at her! She’s such a cutie! Must not take after you then, Benny?” Ben genuinely laughed, “Yeah, no. I think she got my curls and maybe my eyes, but she’s definitely prettier than me. I can’t wait to cuddle on her when I get home - she loves to cuddle and she’s just SO happy! Always giggling and cooing, I can’t get enough!” He felt himself being as Graham spoke, “You’ve been traveling for your new film, has it been hard to be away?” Graham asked, “Oh, yeah!” Ben sputtered, “I was home with her the whole first month and half of the second and it was crazy to see how much she changed in that short period of time. She’s gained some weight, gotten longer, she can do so much more than just eat and sleep. When I left she was starting to eat food rather than just nursing which is SO FUN. She gets so excited when you put her in the high chair. My wife has been FaceTiming me often over the last few weeks, and as my wife is trying to feed her, she’s trying to grab the food off the spoon and it’s usually like carrots or sweet potatoes so it’s orange and so messy. I can’t wait to come home and experience that for myself.” He could feel the audience members’ hearts melt into a huge puddle.

“Sounds like you really love being a dad, Benny boy!” Graham chuckled, “Oh, I fuckin’ love it! Sorry,” Ben shrugged, forgetting for a moment that he was on a TV interview. “I never saw myself being a dad until I met my wife, either. She really has a hold on me, I wanted to marry her after our first date. I was with a girl for NINE years and didn’t feel ready to settle down, but with this girl I was really hooked; I wanted the wedding, the House, the baby - the whole lot!” Ben’s smile fell slightly, “We started talking about kids a few years ago and had a lot of trouble conceiving - something that not a lot of people want to talk about. Ivy is the result of almost three years of needles, pills, doctor’s appointments, and shed tears but she is so worth it. She was on bedrest for a while, we had two devastating miscarriages, and there’s been a lot of anxiety regarding both her health and the baby’s, but it’s made our love and our marriage so strong and so happy in the end. We learned so much about ourselves and each other which is so valuable. I’ve never been happier, honestly.” Ben smiled, his eyes a bit glassy as he fought off the tears that threatened to spill onto his cheeks. “I’m so proud of y/n, when everyone was telling her to stop she refused to give up - doctors were telling her to consider a surrogate or even adoption but she was adamant she wanted to have her own baby and in the end we got really lucky - Ivy is worth all the effort. I hate being away from her and her mum!” Ben mused. “Wow, you two are really something. You two are dedicated and anyone with eyes can see you two love each other so much. We’re so happy for you!” Graham grinned, “Thank you, it really means a lot!” Ben said. “Now, is the baby going to the premiere?” Graham asked and Ben laughed, “No, we’ve already made arrangements for her to be with my parents for that whole weekend. Y/n and I figure we’ll want some adult time together after having a baby for 6 months.” He laughed. “Adult fun, care to elaborate?” Graham winked, “Ha, I don’t think I can. It wouldn’t be appropriate for television.” Ben beamed, “Will there be jars of pickled eggs and a fedora involved?” Graham joked. “Don’t you dare give my wife any ideas! That look is in the PAST!” Ben snorted. “Well, check out the incredibly talented Ben Hardy in his newest film, coming out this November. Thanks for coming on, my man. Give the family my love!” Graham shook Ben’s hand and Ben nodded, “Will do, thanks so much for having me, mate.” Ben said and the cameras turned off, the director called cut, and Ben took his leave, running to change in his dressing room before hopping in his car and speeding to the other side of London to get home to his girls.

Ben zipped into the garage - coming in only a bit too hot and nearly clipping the mirror of your other car - and left his bags in the boot, they could wait. He went into the house as quietly as he could, it was 10 PM, he was sure Ivy would be asleep and didn’t want to violently wake her as soon as he returned. When you heard the door click closed, you turned around on the couch where you were watching TV on a low volume. “Benny?” You whispered, your eyes blowing wide. “Hi, baby!” He said, beaming. You shot up and ran over to him, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck and clinging to him. His arms instinctively curled around your waist, squeezing you to him. “I missed you so much - WE missed you so much!” You said into his broad chest. He felt his heart start to race and happy tears bubbling up in his eyes. “You have no idea how badly I’ve missed you two.” He said, rubbing soothing circles into your back. You leaned up and placed a deep kiss on his plump lips before taking a step back to finish warming Ivy’s bottle in the kitchen. “Damn, you look GREAT, Baby! Can’t tell you were pregnant three months ago!” Ben said, stepping back to take a look at you. “I KNOW! I’ve been working a hard - Ivy and I have been going to Baby Yoga at least three times a week and breastfeeding does wonders!” You and Ben both laughed. “I’m so proud of you. I don’t care what you look like - you know that - but shit you’re hot!” You felt heat rise in your cheeks. “Well I have a really hot husband that i have to stand next to.” You said kissing his cheek. “I was just about to wake Ivy and feed her a bottle. Do you want to do it? I saved it for you.” You winked. “Fuck yes! I can’t wait to get my hands on that little nugget!” He said and you led him upstairs to the nursery

“Hi baby girl!” You cooed, rubbing her round little tummy with your hand. “She’s gotten so big!” Ben whispered in your ear. “Yeah, she has! She’s just started rolling over and can almost sit up on her own.” You said, “It’s impressive!” Ben kissed your cheek. “Hey, Ivy, guess who’s home?” You asked, knowing full well you wouldn’t get more of an answer than maybe a coo or a gurgle. “Daddy’s home! He’s going to give you your bottle tonight, yay!” You whispered excitedly as you lowered the side of the crib and picked her up, holding her close to you and rubbing her little head as she shuddered awake. She made a chorus of little coos as you rocked her back and fourth, keeping her calm as she roused. “You want to hold her, Ben?” You asked, looking up at your husband, tears were falling down his cheeks, “Ben, why are you crying?” You asked, suddenly concerned. “I missed so much and that just hit me when I saw her. She can roll over and sit up now, she’s gotten so big. How could I let myself be away this long?” He asked, “I’m happy because look at her, she’s so perfect and so healthy and I’m so happy to see her again, but I’m upset that i missed so much.” Ben said. You reached out and took his hand in yours, pulling him closer to you. Ivy gurgled against your shoulder. “Ben, there are going to be so many more milestones much more important than rolling over and almost sitting up. You have nothing to feel guilty for, i promise you that. You are the best dad and Ivy knows that. Her toy of choice since you left has been one of your t shirts - she rubs it all over her face. She loves YOU, Ben! Now here, hold your daughter; she can’t wait for you to hold her!” You said, passing Ivy over to Ben who immediately nuzzled his face into her soft head of curls. “Hi, my girl! Did you miss me?” Ivy let out a long aaaaaahhhh, and smacked her little hand against Ben’s shoulder. “I’ll take that as a yes!” He chuckled, rubbing her head with his hand. “Is it time to eat, sweet girl?” Ben asked her, rocking her in his arms and carrying her down the stairs toward he kitchen where her warm bottle was sitting on the counter. You grabbed the bottle and handed it to Ben who was now sitting on the couch, Ivy lying in his strong arms and peering up at him with her emerald eyes that perfectly matched his. He held the bottle and started to feed Ivy, whose little hands gripped it for dear life. Ben laughed, “Do you starve her? She’s going to town on that bottle!” He joked and you rolled your eyes, smiling as you watched your favorite domestic scene unfold. “We’re so happy to have you home, Benny. I’ve missed this so much, I wish you never had to travel.” You said smiling warmly and feeling your heart soar. “I’m not going anywhere, love. Never.”

lindafagerholm
5 years ago

You don’t know him like i do (Paul Lahote x reader) series Masterlist

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What will happen when certain member of the pack imprints on y/n Swan, Bella’s little sister? Will she be able to handle all the dangers and dramas in the supernatural world?

Pairing: Paul Lahote x Y/n Swan

Chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 9

chapter 10

chapter 11

chapter 12

chapter 13

chapter 14

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 17

chapter 18

lindafagerholm
6 years ago

This is indescribable, not only does it show Captain America, it also shows Steve. We forget how Steve is an actual human being instead of just being an idol with no problems. Please watch this and support the creator. Creator- https://www.youtube.com/user/piratesandsuperheros.

lindafagerholm
7 years ago
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