I’m Just Worried About You
Characters: Jaime Reyes x Pregnant!reader
Genre: Fluff, Slight Angsty
Summary: Jaime being a worrywart while your in your 3rd trimester. Most days you think it’s cute and quite funny, but now your fed up.
Warnings: Pregnancy
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“Oh, I got that for you!” Jaime said and reached above to grab the bowl you were trying to reach. “What cereal do you want?” He asked while looking at you.
You smiled, “Thank you for the bowl, Jaime. But I was gonna get some fruit actually.”
Before you could grab the bowl from Jaime, he walked over to fruit bowl. “What fruit do you want?”
You stared at him, “Jaime, I believe I’m fully capable of picking my own fruit from a bowl.”
Jaime cleared his throat, “Well yea but I wanna help you out, I don’t want you on your feet too much. Just tell me what fruit you want and you can rest on the couch.”
You sighed, this is what Jaime have been like your whole pregnancy, a curse and a blessing. Don’t get you wrong, you extremely appreciated Jaime’s willingness to help you out. Especially when you were dealing with morning sickness, fatigue, and headaches.
But did he have to do everything for you? At all times? It was like he saw you as a piece of glass, one fall and you’d shatter into several broken pieces beyond repair.
But, as annoying his overprotectiveness is, you understood it. You two were first time parents so everything was new, exciting, and downright terrifying.
Neither of you knew what anything meant. If you were tired in the mornings, was that a sign of something serious? If you were back began to ache or if you had a sore feet, that just a pregnancy symptom or something more.
And if you went to google, they’ll tell you the absolute worst of what you could have.
So you understood. Really, you did.
That being said though, you really didn’t need help when walking to the bathroom or getting a snack at night. Which was something Jaime frequently did, holding your arm and back as he guided you to your destination.
You sighed and gave him a stare, “Jaime.”
He looked up at you, “Yes?”
“I think I can manage getting on my own fruit,” you told him and attempted to grab the bowl from him.
His lips twitched in an all too familiar manner. He’s annoyed but he knew you was right so he so he didn’t how to proceed with it.
“Just let me do it,” he pleaded.
You narrowed your eyes are him, “Why?”
You watched as he fidgeted under your gaze. He was clearly hiding something but won’t tell you. Maybe it was embarrassing to talk about or he just didn’t understood his feelings to be able to voice them properly.
Either way, if this is how he’s gonna for the rest of your pregnancy, you at least would like to know why. And maybe you could work from there to get him back off a bit.
You walked closer to him and placed your hand on his arm for support, “Jaime?”
He looked up the ceiling for a second and exhaled through his nose. “I’m….I’m just worried about you, okay? I just…i don't want anything bad to happen so I thought that if I do things for you that would, I don't know, lower the risk maybe?” He covered his eyes with his hands, “I don't know it sounds stupid when I say it out loud.”
You shook your head, “No, no Jaime, it’s not stupid. Just…well…”
“Annoying?” he offered and cracked a smile.
You laughed softly as you nodded your head, “Yea, you can call it that. But I get it, yea? It’s scary and new. But I can do things on my own. It might take a bit longer and be a bit more difficult but I can do it.”
Jaime nodded his head and leaned into your touch, “I understand, I’ll try to be less overbearing. But please, if you do need help, ask. Okay?”
You nodded your head and smiled.
It was nice to come to an understanding.
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synopsis: gojo is so unfairly pretty contents: tooth rotting fluff.
Satoru Gojo was a beautiful man.
With his snow-white hair, all messed up and dripping wet from the shower, a towel resting on his broad shoulders and abs galore, glistening blue eyes that spoke of sins and triumphs-
And he knew of his beauty, of how he could make men and woman fall to their knees with one little pout, and he knew that you knew.
"You're staring baby."
"I am."
Gojo turned to you with a cocky smirk, lazily running his hand through his hair as he pulled on a baggy black shirt that still made him look like a Greek deity.
He could be, with his power, with his strength, and those heavenly blue eyes.
"you're so pretty 'toru."
seconds pass and with a small smile, gojo reaches down to where you were lying on the couch and picks you up as if you were nothing but air.
You were now in his arms, almost like how a koala hugs a tree, and Gojo's arms wrap around you, supporting you and at the same time, wrapping you up in a close, comfy, cuddle.
"i think you're prettier."
"stop lying to me, 'toru. you will always be the prettiest."
gojo smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, the smile widening with the sweet giggle that escaped your lips, the happiness expanding in his chest, something even his infinity can't hold back.
It was such a foreign feeling to him.
happiness.
because he only felt it around you, and the growing children he thought of as his kids.
he loved you, he loved them.
and he would do anything to make sure nothing will try to hurt you, hurt them, and he would protect them with all of his power.
as long as you were safe, he would sacrifice everything that meant something for him.
Even himself.
because you would be safe, you would be happy, and you would still be smiling and laughing.
"Hmm, i don't know, i think you're prettier."
he grinned down at your adorable face, relishing the pout that radiated false anger and he hummed as he felt your head rest at the crook of his shoulder.
"i love you, you big baby."
"of course you do- OW OW OW OWWW-"
"say it back!!!"
"fine but oW! OKAY OKAY OKAY-"
"i love you y/n."
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for some reason, part of me has decided that neteyam, ao'nung and näytle would be a poly relationship purely because i think they would be cute together 😭
also i removed one of my works purely because I've decided that the ending does not fit them, and also because hahah it really didn't do well
sorry not sorry that im entering my fionna and cake hyperfixation era, and im so desperate for simon petrikov and child! reader (platonic), so if any of you find suggestions please please please comment them to me!
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Because I certainly do, and I love every single one of them and their work.
i just watched howl's moving castle and im absolutely broken. howl and sophie just have my entire being, i just want to be there, in their world. I LOVE THEM <3
I just wanted to drop in and say how proud I am of you for posting your OC x reader fic, and not shying away from sharing it despite excepting low interactions. Please know you're amongst company with it and do your best to lean into the liberation of writing what you want and enjoy the hell out of it. 💗
Thank you so much for this note of encouragement! 🫂❤️ I do know you understand the pain of not getting engagement on the "unpopular" fics we enjoy writing most about! I really want to develop more of that attitude, because the unpopular stories are beautiful too and deserve to be written and shared even just to the few who appreciate them!
I think many people believe that because my blog seems "popular", my writing must be swimming in engagement, but that's simply not true. I am surprised and grateful for my dearest supporters, by how many Asks/Requests I get, and how many New Followers show up, but my fics and HC posts get MUCH less kudos/notes than many other writers I have come across. I'm still not sure what to make of that, and I tell myself it does not mean my writing is bad. There's just a weird disconnect somewhere, I guess. But when you're working against many challenges and obstacles to put fics out, it's hard not to be discouraged by the lack of evidence that it is being read and enjoyed. Feedback is the only proof of that.
Ultimately, I will probably continue writing and sharing for the sake of the precious few loyal readers. They deserve the world! The process would just be so much easier if the reception was just even a little bit better.
last song? — black friday - tom odell
favorite color? — purple!
last movie/show? — series - jujutsu kaisen, movie - maboroshi
currently watching? — jujutsu kaisen s2
sweet/spicy/savoury? — all. im asian, what do you expect? /j
relationship status? — happily single :)
current obsession? — yuuji & gojo. they tickle my brain in a good way.
the last thing i googled? — studio mappa 2023 anime film maroboshi (i butchered that completely btw)
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last song? - two headed mother by ethel cain
favourite colour? - dark green / sage green
last movie/tv show? - storm warning, 2007 (i do not recommend)
currently watching? - rewatching all the harry potter movies
sweet/spicy/savoury? - savoury (or sweet depends on my mood tbh)
relationship status? - long term relationship
current obsession? - hazel callahan/ruby cruz
last thing i googled? - (city i go to college in) weather
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summary: presentation day!
wc: ~300-400
A/N: This is a short one, since there's not much going on. I promise the epilogue will be longer lol. Happy reading!
prev. epilogue
You released a shaky breath as the group just before you wrapped up their presentation. Miles gave you a sidelong glance, noticing the way you clutched your lab report in both hands. You felt him elbow you softly before the two of you took your places at the front of the classroom. Before pulling up your slideshow, he gave you a quick thumbs up and a lopsided smile from behind the laptop. You smiled back at him, and began reciting the results of your lab report.
Miles watched you slowly get comfortable talking as the presentation progressed. The strength and clarity he had heard the other day slipped back into your voice and made it solid. Something clicked when he realized the grin hadn’t left his face for the duration of your part.
The presentation didn’t drag itself out, and was over as soon as he got done working through your chosen problem on the whiteboard. It was the trajectory of a rocket being launched into orbit, nothing crazy. To him.
In a rare show of leniency, Ms. Jones ended class right before the bell.
“Excellent work, everyone. Enjoy your weekend!”
A cluster of backpacks all but swarmed the back door and filtered out into the hallway, excluding you and Miles.
He was doing the neck scratching thing again when you turned to him.
“Thanks for working with me, I think we did a pretty good job,” you said.
The boy nodded wordlessly, and you raised an eyebrow. “You good?”
“Y-yeah, I just…”
Miles shook his head.
“Do you still need to study? For English, I mean.”
You shrugged and answered, “I’m almost done with the book, but I could come over tomorrow if you want.”
If you want.
Miles sniffed. He didn’t “want” anything.
“I mean, we gotta essay coming up, so…”
“Ah, shit, I forgot about that. My final draft’s not even finished,” you winced, throwing your book bag over your shoulder. “Alright, tomorrow, then. Same time?”
Miles fought back another smile, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Yup. Don’t eat up all my momma’s food while you’re there, though.”
“No promises.”
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