First Time dad!Dex... Who is extremely scared to become a father because of his actions. However he comes around to this idea and grows attached. Everynight when you fall asleep, he talks to your stomach and kisses goodnight.
First Time dad!Dex... Who makes sure the house is stocked up with all your cravings. He does think the cravings are weird but his little bean is craving it so he doesn't care. Dex also tries them with you, surprised to like some of them especially pickles on ice cream.
First Time dad!Dex... Who gets in a fight with a stranger because they called you names when they accidentally bumped into you. He doesn't let that go and at night when you are sleeping, he makes them pay for what they said.
First Time dad!Dex... Who does not care about the gender as long as the baby is healthy but is so excited when he finds out they are having a girl. He knows she's gonna be a daddy's girl. He doesn't show it but he does tear up when they found the gender. He's gonna fall in love twice, with the same eyes he did before.
First Time dad!Dex... Who is scrolling on TikTok and comes across a video where husbands lift up their wives stomachs for relief. He tries that with you. One day you are standing in the kitchen, when he comes up behind you placing his hands under your stomach. You immediately lean in and let out a sigh of relief. He instantly smiles to himself.
(lmao half of my work got deleted. I'm so upset. I apologize for my grammar mistakes. Give feedback too.)
could i request a first-time dad sirius fic of siri introducing his baby to the other marauders?? 🩷🩷
so. stinkin'. cute.
dad!Sirius Black x mom!reader who are introducing their first child to the Marauders
You felt as though you were experiencing the world through glasses that weren’t your exact prescription, riding out the last of the adrenaline coursing through your veins after the past 24 hours. You were floating in this liminal space between discomfort and euphoria, pain and joy, worry and love.
You thought perhaps though the love was beginning to win out.
You were sitting in your hospital bed as you watched Sirius gently bounce the tiny bundle he was holding up to his face.
“Isn’t her nose just perfect, sweets?” He asked you (for quite possibly the 13th time in the four hours your daughter has been earth side) without moving his gaze from said nose.
“So perfect.” You agreed readily, smiling softly at the picture and hoping that this image in your memory didn’t fade as you became more lucid.
There was a gentle knock before a mop of wild hair and a pair of spectacles shoved its head in through the door to your room.
James gasped quietly yet no less dramatically as he looked between you and Sirius.
“Can we come in?” He whispered, adorning quite possibly one of the biggest smiles you’d even seen on him (which was really saying something, considering he has been notoriously sunny since the day you met him), before Lily shoved her head in just below his.
“I promise we’ll behave.” She added.
Sirius chuckled and nodded his head in invitation. “You were never the one we were worried about, Red.”
In a way that only happened throughout the history of humanity at the precise moment family members or loved ones entered the room of a newborn and their parents; Lily, James, and Peter all tiptoed in, for some reason even hunching low as if their lack of height would somehow make them any quieter.
James gasped again as he and Lily peered over Sirius’ shoulder to get a glimpse of the newborn in his hands; all three friends sharing identical beaming grins. “She’s beautiful, Sirius.” Lily whispered in awe.
“Bloody perfect, is what she is.” James agreed, leaning around Sirius to look at you. “Way to go, mum. Brilliant job you’ve done.”
“Thank you, Jamie.” You replied, turning a little shy as Sirius turned his lovesick gaze to you, which was very embarrassing considering he literally just watched you push his fucking child out of your crotch.
“What’s her name?” Peter asked, standing in front of Sirius like an eager kid waiting for their turn to pick a toy from the treasure box.
“This is Aurora Jubilee.” Sirius said proudly, turning his daughter slightly so that Pete could get a look.
“Bloody perfect.” James reiterated when you heard a quiet commotion outside your hospital room.
“I said I was sorry, Reg. The baby can’t tell time yet, she won’t know you’re late!”
You then heard something that sounded an awful lot like someone being whacked with a bouquet of flowers.
“Idiot.” Regulus hissed. “I’m trying to make a good impression; just because you don’t worry whether or not Harry finds his uncle to be untimely doesn’t mean I want to set the same precedent for my niece. Tu as tellement de chance tu es une bonne baise.”
The door pushed open slightly further as Remus and Regulus quietly stepped in, furious blushes adorning their faces when they realised that you all had paused in order to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“How nice of you to finally join us, little brother. Your niece has been asking for you.” Sirius deadpanned.
Regulus scoffed and Remus grimaced as Regulus came rushing over to your side and pressed a kiss to your hair. “How are you doing, mama?” He asked, pulling back to consider your form as Remus pressed his own kiss to your head.
“I’m good, uncle Reggie, thank you.” You smiled at him.
“Good.” He said with a curt nod. “I worry, leaving you in the care of my brother - you deserve better.”
“Sod off.” Sirius muttered, causing Lily to gently swat at his back.
“Watch your mouth, Sirius. There are little ears now.”
“Yeah, watch your fucking mouth, Sirius.” Remus volleyed.
“Christ, our kids are doomed.” Lily complained as she moved to sit on the end of your bed.
“Okay, I can’t take it anymore; let me hold her.” James demanded, making grabby hands to Sirius.
“Okay but Prongs, I swear to god if you fumble this like you fum-”
“I didn’t fumble that pass! You threw it too hard!” James quickly negated with a petulant whine.
Moving in slow motion, Sirius relinquished his hold on his new favourite person into James’ capable and seasoned dad hands before moving to perch himself beside you on your bed.
“‘Lo, Aurora. I’m uncle Prongs; your favourite. I’m going to buy you so many stuffies, your dad and mum will need to buy a second place just to have somewhere to put them all. And Haz is going to be the best big cousin you could ever ask for; he’s already trying to convince me to buy you a bike so you guys can ride together. And-”
“Okay.” Lily interrupted. “My turn.”
James harrumphed but acquiesced and passed her over to his wife.
“She has her mummy’s nose.” Lily cooed, causing Sirius to gently pull you into his side and pressing his nose into your hair.
“That’s what I’ve been saying.” He said, causing you to snort.
“No. You just kept saying it was perfect.” You argued.
“Exactly.”
“Let’s just hope you have your mummy’s smarts, too.” Lily concluded, passing Aurora to Pete.
“Oi!”
“Hi, ‘Ro.” Peter said, smiling down at the infant as she started to stir slightly. “No, no. Please don’t wake up. Oh god, oh god, James take her - take her! I’m not ready for this!”
“Oh hand her ‘ere.” Remus mumbled, moving to take the tiny bundle from his mate. “Wormy smells, doesn’t he, little love?” He cooed at the baby who, much to Peter’s chagrin, stopped fussing immediately.
“Oh you and I are going to get into so much trouble, darlin’. I’m going to teach you so many swear words, and I’ll help you prank your dad any time you want - you just give me a ring and I’ll be there.”
Any contention between Remus and Regulus from their arrival melted quickly as Regulus leaned into Remus’ side to gaze at the newest Black family member.
“You wanna hold her, love?” Remus asked him quietly, causing Regulus to shake his head quickly.
“I don’t want to hurt her.”
Sirius scoffed. “Please, we let Peter hold her.”
“Sod off!”
“What if I drop her?” Regulus continued.
“Just don’t drop her. God, you’re a weird bloke.” Sirius muttered under his breath, though Regulus seemed to catch it as he levelled his brother with a glare.
His face softened considerably as Remus shifted his hold in order to transfer Aurora into Regulus’ careful arms.
He spent a few moments just looking down at his new niece, a silent conversation seeming to pass between them as Remus reached around him to stroke the downy soft skin on the side of her face.
“Okay, I’ve only known Aurora for three minutes; but if anything ever happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.” He said simply.
Peter let out a nervous laugh before he realised Regulus was quite serious.
“Good.” Sirius said with a nod. “That’s why we picked you to be her godfather.”
Regulus’ head whipped up at that as he seemed to strengthen his hold on the baby in his arms.
“You what?”
“If anything ever happened to us, we know you’d do everything in your power to give her a good life - the best life.” You explained.
“I- but…really?”
“Yeah.” Sirius said emphatically. “Besides, you inherited all of mother and father’s dirty money anyway, might as well use it to spoil our girl.”
Though there were clearly tears forming in Regulus’ eyes, he turned his attention back to his goddaughter with a derisive scoff.
“I was planning on doing that anyway, Sirius. Je suis vraiment désolé de te dire ça, Aurora, mais ton père est un idiot.”
Remus snorted. “Already teaching her important life lessons.”
“Your job as a parent is to strengthen not break, your child’s will. That will has a vital role to play in ensuring their safety and the fulfillment of their potential. It drives them to write beautiful novels, master a sport, invent a computer program, or enter politics.”
- Dr. Becky A. Bailey in Easy to Love, Difficult to Discipline.
Wrecker: I don't know, it's not my cup of tea.
Fives: Well then whose is it?
Wrecker, staring at a cup of tea: I don't know!
Fives: *Talking to Alpha* Oh, hi. I didn't see you there. Welcome to my ship. I'm glad you could join me.
Crosshair: But this is my ship.
Fives: ...
Fives: Welcome to my ship, I'm so happy to have you, guest.
Wrecker: Are you alright?
Crosshair: Short answer or long answer?
Wrecker: Short?
Crosshair: No.
Wrecker: Long?
Crosshair: Nooooooo.
Tech: Fives... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?
Fives: Your text told me to satanize the ship before you returned.
Tech:
Tech: I wrote sanitize, Fives.
*While planning to break in somewhere*
Fives: Hey, let's do "Get Help!"
Wolffe: What?
Fives: "Get Help."
Wolffe: No.
Fives: C'mon, you love it!
Wolffe: I hate it.
Fives: It's great! It works every time!
Wolffe: It's humiliating.
Fives: Do you have a better plan?
Wolffe: No.
Fives: We're doing it!
Wolffe: We are not doing "Get Help!"
*A Minute Later*
Fives, carrying Wolffe: Get help! Please! He's dying! Help him! *throws Wolffe at guards, knocking them out*
Fives: Ahh, classic!
Wolffe: *gets up* I still hate it. It's humiliating.
Fives, laughing: Not for me, it's not.
Tech: Crosshair is late again.
Alpha: How did this happen? I called him at 8 o’clock this morning and pretended it was 11.
Fives: I printed up a fake schedule for him saying we were starting at 9 instead of noon.
Wrecker: I set his clock to say PM when it’s really AM.
Tech: Oh boy. You may have overdone it.
*Crosshair bursts through the door*
Crosshair: WHAT TIME IS IT?
Crosshair: You know what’s funny about Alpha? He's my best friend, and anyone who’d hurt him is someone I’d murder, probably.
Fives, hungover: Please tell me I'm imagining that I claimed I was king of the ducks.
Tech: I would, but then I would be lying to the King of All Ducks.
Crosshair: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.
Alpha: You and me!
Crosshair: *tearing up* Ok.
*Crosshair teaching Alpha to drive and taking Fives along for the ride*
Crosshair: That's a pothole. To the left!
Alpha: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*
Fives, sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.
Alpha: I don't think that's how the song goes.
Crosshair, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.
Alpha: Country Roads.
Fives: To the place.
Alpha and Fives in unison: I Belong!
Crosshair, crying harder: What the fuck?
Lyra was really hungry yesterday, on the boob allllll day, and consequently I didn't have a lot of time to pump so I could sleep in this morning. Eli brought her to me, and was oddly apologetic.
"I wasn't going to wake you but she said she's wasting away to nothing."
I look at her a moment, chunky little thing she is, and take her...she latches on and starts in right away. A pro at eating, my daughter is.
I decide to get up and start my day, wandering into the dining room to sit and watch some birds hop along the porch railing outside, and Eli sets a bowl in front of me...leftover soljanka.
"Weird breakfast kinda but it's suitable for eating one-handed. I didn't think you'd want yogurt again..."
"Good call, I'm waaayyyy too fucking hungry for yogurt to do it." He leans down for a kiss and I definitely hesitate. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
"I'm grown and also, I've watched you dilate. All mystery is gone, just lean into it."
So I do lean into it, lean forward, lean into a kiss that's physically nothing more than our lips just barely touching. Emotionally though...it always takes me a moment to recover.
"Do you miss it?"
He's taken a seat next to me, and is watching Lyra with a small smile on his face. "I don't miss anything from before this." He looks up at me, and his smile grows wider. "Did I ever thank you for her?"
"A number of times, and you're welcome still."
"Did I ever thank you, for you?"
My breath catches in my throat, and I have to fight not to cry. "You're not obligated to..."
"I have never felt obligated, just incredibly lucky."
