me: i have an idea for a new plot

partner: oh cool what is it!

me:

@mcu-supersoldiers

Yunno, I would really love some asks right abt now.

Literally anything!

phoeona‌:

Isabelle laughed lightly and wrapped an arm around Phoe as she cuddled closer and rested her head on the brunette’s shoulder. “Well you know, aliens and kicking..” She mused lightly.

Sighing contently as she curled closer, closing her eyes. Her hand moving to slide Izzy's hand on her belly to feel the baby kick.

phoeona:

“Lonely without me in bed or in general?” She teased as she climbed into the bed with the other and settled into her usual spot. 

"Just in general." She smirked, cuddling closer to lay her head on the others shoulder. "The alien keeps kicking me."

"I didn't say that." She smirked, her hand going to her belly, making a face as she kicked. "Just.. that it's sorta lonely without you..."

Go on anon and pretend to be my muse’s child!

Bonus: Leave hints on who the other parent is!

obscenely domestic starter sentences

❝ Stop man-handling the ice cream! ❞ ❝ Change the channel and I’ll kill you. ❞ ❝ You actual shit, you started without me!? ❞ ❝ Since I’m up, by default I will get your _____. ❞ ❝ Did you just throw a sock ball at me!? ❞ ❝ How about this, how about you fight the rest of the cereal by yourself and I’ll courageously make pancakes for those of us who want a little warmth in our mornings. ❞ ❝ Whiskey is a breakfast staple, anyone who says otherwise is fucking lying. ❞ ❝ My underwear are now bright pink because of you, thank you very much. ❞ ❝ Can you stop kicking me? ❞ ❝ I don’t go shopping I get and retrieve. I have a narrow focus, unlike some people. ❞ ❝ Did you walk the dog? ❞ ❝ You, me, PJ’s, pizza, bed. The PJ’s are optional. ❞ ❝ Only you could make the idea of beating up already dead meat sound attractive. ❞ ❝ I can feel you staring at me, why don’t you just come in? ❞ ❝ Good news; we have internet again! ❞ ❝ I don’t want to file taxes, why don’t you be the adult? ❞ ❝ You snuggling me over an open flame is an invitation for my nipples to disappear. ❞ ❝ I know you’re scared of my mother but contemplating arson isn’t the way to fix this. ❞ ❝ I installed a stripper pole while you were gone because it made me think of you. ❞ ❝ All I was doing was helping the barista learn to spell my name properly. The song and dance should NOT have gotten you that embarrassed. ❞ ❝ How about we just never mention this again? ❞ ❝ Have you seen my earrings/necklace/rings? ❞  ❝ You are literally the child we both want/neither of us want. ❞ ❝ Did you call the doctor about that? ❞ ❝ Let me pop it, just let me pop it, nothing bad will happen, I swear! ❞ ❝ You almost left me at the gas station! ❞ ❝ Alright look! Next time you want to barbecue with the hair dryer, just make sure I’m home! ❞ ❝ I didn’t think the sink had this much water inside of it. ❞ ❝ Don’t be mad, but _____. ❞

Bonus for multi-lingual situations: ❝ Can you translate the news for me? None of this makes sense. ❞ ❝ What is the word for this? *points at ____* I keep wanting to say ‘printer’ but I feel that is wrong. ❞ ❝ Next time she calls you a ____ you just reply with _____. ❞ ❝ I’m sorry but my pronunciation must sound really bad to you. ❞ ❝ Shit! The government doesn’t have my alphabet, put this in a way I understand! ❞ ❝ Can you finger spell that for me, I’m not quite up to that level yet. ❞ ❝ That was said so horribly wrong but you sounded very cute while trying. A for effort. ❞

@phoeona:

Amelia can’t help but grimace at Phoe still referring to the baby as ‘the alien’ but she knew it was Phoe’s way of coping with the situation, so she didn’t comment. Instead, she just sighed heavily and placed a hand over her friend’s.

“Phoe… Listen to me,” she began, her voice soft and low, “You’re not alone, okay? You’re not alone with this. You have your father, you have Stark, you have me… You won’t be in this alone, okay? Don’t force yourself into a relationship when you are not happy, when you do not love the person… It’s not worth it. All that will happen is that you both will resent each other and make all three of you miserable. If he wants to provide for the child and be a part of their life, then mazel tov. But if not, then we’re still going to support you, and it’s going to be okay, I promise.”

"My Da...Darcy doesn't fucking care.... I'm just a fuck up... and... Uncle Tony and you are busy saving the fucking world..." She exhaled slowly, wiping at a tear as she shook her head. Grimacing, her hand going to her belly, pressing against her ribs. "It's kicking me...."

She stayed silent, walking with him outside, her hand on her belly. A groan left her, whimpering as she doubled over in pain.

Getting her settled in the car, Vincent quickly jumped in himself. Holding her hand as he pulled off he quickly looked to her. “It’s gonna’ be okay, I promise.”

She looked scared, breathing a little easier as the contraction passed. She squeezed his hand, chewing at her lip. “Im not ready…”

“What are you so afraid of? Tell me so that J can help you.”

"What if I... what if I hurt her... my... My parent hurt me...."

She stayed silent, walking with him outside, her hand on her belly. A groan left her, whimpering as she doubled over in pain.

Getting her settled in the car, Vincent quickly jumped in himself. Holding her hand as he pulled off he quickly looked to her. “It’s gonna’ be okay, I promise.”

She looked scared, breathing a little easier as the contraction passed. She squeezed his hand, chewing at her lip. "Im not ready..."

She stayed silent, walking with him outside, her hand on her belly. A groan left her, whimpering as she doubled over in pain.

Tears stung her eyes, shaking her head before crying out in pain. “I cant..i cant.. i cant…”

“Yes, you can. I know you’re scared but it’s okay, I promise. We’re gonna have a baby girl and she’s gonna’ be pretty and smart like you. And it’s-its…everything’s going to be fine and you’re not going to be alone.”

Her knees sagged, she went down to the floor as she started to cry. “I can’t… I can’t…. I can’t…..” She was breathing hard, gasping slightly for air. “Vince… I can’t!”

Coming down to the floor with her, Vincent held her in his arms. “Tell me why you can’t then so I can tell you that your wrong.”

She grabbed his arm, burying her face in his shoulder as she cried. She shook her head no, trying hard to find words but finding none.

“Baby, we really have to go.” He said, kissing her head.

She cried out, nodding as she let him help her stand. Her hand going to her belly, eyes closing as she leaned on him.

Holding her up Vincent led her outside of the apartment, closing the door behind them. Walking her towards the elevator he began “You want me to call Amelia or something?”

She leaned on him, her hand going back to her pocket. "I don't have my phone.... she is in DC..." She was falling silent, shock setting in on her.

Tears stung her eyes, shaking her head before crying out in pain. “I cant..i cant.. i cant…”

“Yes, you can. I know you’re scared but it’s okay, I promise. We’re gonna have a baby girl and she’s gonna’ be pretty and smart like you. And it’s-its…everything’s going to be fine and you’re not going to be alone.”

Her knees sagged, she went down to the floor as she started to cry. “I can’t… I can’t…. I can’t…..” She was breathing hard, gasping slightly for air. “Vince… I can’t!”

Coming down to the floor with her, Vincent held her in his arms. “Tell me why you can’t then so I can tell you that your wrong.”

She grabbed his arm, burying her face in his shoulder as she cried. She shook her head no, trying hard to find words but finding none.

“Baby, we really have to go.” He said, kissing her head.

She cried out, nodding as she let him help her stand. Her hand going to her belly, eyes closing as she leaned on him.

Tears stung her eyes, shaking her head before crying out in pain. “I cant..i cant.. i cant…”

“Yes, you can. I know you’re scared but it’s okay, I promise. We’re gonna have a baby girl and she’s gonna’ be pretty and smart like you. And it’s-its…everything’s going to be fine and you’re not going to be alone.”

Her knees sagged, she went down to the floor as she started to cry. “I can’t… I can’t…. I can’t…..” She was breathing hard, gasping slightly for air. “Vince… I can’t!”

Coming down to the floor with her, Vincent held her in his arms. “Tell me why you can’t then so I can tell you that your wrong.”

She grabbed his arm, burying her face in his shoulder as she cried. She shook her head no, trying hard to find words but finding none.

Tears stung her eyes, shaking her head before crying out in pain. “I cant..i cant.. i cant…”

“Yes, you can. I know you’re scared but it’s okay, I promise. We’re gonna have a baby girl and she’s gonna’ be pretty and smart like you. And it’s-its…everything’s going to be fine and you’re not going to be alone.”

Her knees sagged, she went down to the floor as she started to cry. "I can't... I can't.... I can't....." She was breathing hard, gasping slightly for air. "Vince... I can't!"

Tears stung her eyes, shaking her head before crying out in pain. "I cant..i cant.. i cant..."

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