hey! would you write a fic where maybe reader is dating ginge and she has a baby, maybe around 1 or 2ish. she’s doing something round the house and goes upstairs to find ginge streaming with the baby on her lap, maybe watching a cartoon and just being a softie? maybe the baby is from a previous relationship so she’s all emotional over it? Thank you!!
still recovering from the whole ginge seeing my blog thing but we persevere 😶🌫️ i made this short (and a little christmassy) 😉🎄 but this is the cutest idea ty lovely! enjoy!💓
You quietly walk up the stairs of the home you and your boyfriend share, careful since your daughters still napping… or so you thought.
When you crack open the door to her nursery to check on her your heart drops at the sight of the empty crib.
You panic a little before you open Morgan’s door to see him with your sixteen month old daughter comfortably sat on his lap.
You exhaled a breath of relief.
It’s christmas day and you’ve been clearing up the living room of all remnants of wrapping paper, while Morgan streamed from a little while before you headed over to your parent’s house for dinner.
Morgan slowly turned in his chair once he noticed you.
“Hey,” he greeted you softly.
“I thought you were still streaming?” You walked over to them.
“I could hear her stirring, you were busy downstairs and I’d already been on long enough so I just ended it and brought her in here,” he explained as she babbled in his lap, eyes focused on the kids show he’d put up on his monitor.
“Cute,” you thought.
You smiled. “Thank you,” you leaned forward to kiss him, grateful you’d found such a considerate man.
Unfortunately, even though he acts like it, Morgan isn’t your baby’s real father. Her real dad ran off as soon as you told him you were pregnant, you’d decided you were better off without him.
You met Morgan just before you started showing. You were strictly friends and nothing happened until you’d had your little girl.
That’s when everything changed.
It started with him coming over to keep you company when you were struggling.
Then he started to help out by doing little things like, hanging some pictures you’d bought, bringing you dinner and watching the baby while you showered.
And along the way you fell in love. Though he’d been in love since the day he met you, he was just hoping you being able to rely on him would open your heart, and of course… it did.
“We’re leaving in half an hour,” you reminded him.
“Mhm,” he responded, looking back down at your daughter.
She looked up at him and showed her gummy little smile, giggling.
“Daddy,” she mumbled.
The both of you froze.
“We’ve never had that conversation. Are you okay with that?” You asked anxiously.
“Are you?”
You waited a moment, thinking, before you nodded.
“Well then so am I.”
He turned his attention back to her. “Yeah. Daddy,” he confirmed with a smile.
She cheered, you almost cried but in that moment you knew you’d made the right choice in loving him.
Can you do a ginge x oc fic where they're in the jungle together and are the camp leaders so they're both sleeping in the hut and theres a spider in one of their beds so they end up bunking together the entire time? Its okay if not x
once again i wrote this as a blurb! thanks for your request queen, hope u enjoy!!😚💘🫶🏼 (had to rewrite this three fucking times but it was just too cute to give up on😌)
“Ahhh!” You jumped out of your bed with a scream.
Ginge jolted awake.
“What? What?!”
“There’s a-” you tried to catch your breath, “spider.”
“In your bed?!”
You nodded frantically.
“It crawled over my fucking face!” you shuddered.
Ginge visibly cringed at the thought.
“What do I do?” You asked.
He glanced over at the furry thing sat on your pillow.
“Get in,” he replied plainly, moving over in his bed to make room.
“Get in your bed?”
“Well,” he began, “I assume you’re not going to sleep in your bed and I’m definitely not touching that thing so just… get in.”
With no energy to argue any further you stepped forward and slid in next to him.
Your back pressed up against his side naturally, since the bed is only made for one person.
The both of you fell back asleep just minutes later.
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“Ha! No fucking way!”
You woke to the sound of Aitch’s booming voice.
After a second you noticed the arms wrapped around your middle and the legs intertwined with yours.
You untangled yourself before quickly standing up, which evidently woke Ginge up from his deep sleep.
He groaned and rubbed his eyes, confused.
Aitch crossed his arms and leaned forward, a smirk playing on his lips.
“Wanna tell me why I just found you two cuddled up together?” He teased.
You sighed and plopped yourself down on the edge of your bed before yelping and quickly moving, forgetting completely about the huntsman that might still be lingering.
Ginge groggily pointed to you.
“Spider in her bed,” he explained.
Aitch nodded cheekily.
You stood there, embarrassed before moving past Aitch and escaping the conversation.
Though you could still hear Aitch’s giddy laugh as he continued to interrogate his mate until you were out of earshot.
God, nether of you were ever going to live this down.
Though you did just have the best sleep you’ve had since entering the jungle. Thats just a coincidence though… right?
Can we have a ginge!dad one where his gf is pregnant and he misses the birth bc he was streaming and didnt see his phone was ringing so his gf ends up having to call the rest of the bov boys so they can help her get to hospital and try get a hold of ginge but he still doesnt answer them ? Its okay if not x
this is a cute/funny idea, thanks for the request queen! this is a little bit longer than i thought it’d be so i hope you enjoy!!🤭💘
warnings: pregnancy, birth (not in detail).
The pregnancy was a… happy accident.
You’d been with Morgan for years but obviously having a baby during the hight of his career wasn’t exactly what you’d planned.
But it was happening and after the initial shock and worry you both got excited about the idea of a little human running around that’s half him and half you.
You moved from your hometown last year and transported all of your things over to Morgan’s home.
It was hard living hours away from your family but now your family lies with Ginge and your unborn baby.
Everyone was just as shocked as the both of you were when you told them.
Though the boys were so excited and immediately labelled themselves uncles.
The months seemed to fly by and in what felt like an instant you were a few weeks away from holding your baby.
Morgan had been busy finishing off the nursery while you rested your tired body.
The amount of streaming he’d been doing had also drastically decreased as he spent almost all of his time focusing on you.
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One morning you woke up next to your boyfriend, who had a tired smile on his face.
“Think I’m gonna stream later. Last one before the baby comes,” he yawned.
You shuffled a little, your back aching more than the day before.
“Okay. I’ll be out anyway, I have a load of packages I need to return,” you said quietly.
He turned on his side. “Sure you don’t need me to come with you?”
You shook your head. “I’ll be fine.”
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You stood in a ridiculously long line at the post office, carrying three bags of baby clothes that you’d decided to return.
Once you finally got back into your car your feet and back were killing you.
“Shit,” you cursed when a cramp passed through your stomach.
Your hand immediately pressed onto the area as you took a deep breath.
It only lasted a moment and then it was like nothing had happened.
You stayed parked for a few minutes while you let your body relax, assuming you’d just overworked yourself and that that was the cause of the cramp.
Eventually you started your car and drove to the pharmacy, where you needed to pick up a prescription.
You were in and out within ten minutes but you just felt so uncomfortable.
The feeling was hard to describe and didn’t seem serious so you didn’t think much into it.
Though, as you were on your way home you had another cramp… and then another and another until you finally pulled over, still fifteen minutes away from home.
“Fuck, okay.” You attempted to breathe through the pain.
Once what you now knew must’ve been a contraction ended you pulled out your phone and pressed Ginge’s contact.
The phone rang, and continued to ring before it reached voicemail.
You rang again, and a further six times before giving up.
You were scared and hurting and your boyfriend wasn’t answering his fucking phone.
After thinking over your options for a minute you called Heinz, which obviously was a rouge choice but you thought he might be able to get ahold of Ginge.
“Hey! Hey! What’s up?” He asked in a cheery tone.
“Ryan,” you sighed through gritted teeth.
He immediately changed his tune. “Are you okay? …y/n?”
“I think I’m in labour,” you replied quietly.
“What?!” He practically yelled in his thick accent.
Then you heard who you assumed was Chazza in the background asking what was up.
“Yeah, and Morgan isn’t answering his phone and I’m in my car and-”
“It’s okay,” he attempted to calm you since you were clearly distressed. “Where are you?”
“Uhm- some random car park. I’m like fifteen minutes away from home,” you replied, having recollected yourself.
“Uh- okay, send me your location I’ll come get you,” he said before Chazza cut in.
“I’m coming too! Don’t stress y/n!”
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You stood leaning against your car when the boys finally pulled up.
“Hey,” Chazza greeted you carefully, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“He’s streaming,” Heinz told you, “don’t worry, we’ll get ahold of him but first we need to get you to a hospital.”
They helped you into the passenger seat of the car while Chazza got into the back.
“Jesus fucking-” you gasped as you shuffled uncomfortably in your seat.
“It’s okay, we’re almost there,” Chazza reassured you while Heinz glanced anxiously at you as he drove.
Eventually, you reached the hospital and Chazza got out the help you inside while Heinz turned the car around and sped to your home, to get Ginge.
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Heinz knocked on the door viciously as he also spammed the doorbell.
After just a minute Morgan was opening the door, confusion evident on his face.
“What the-”
“y/n’s at the hospital, me and Chazza just drove her there. She’s having the baby mate and you weren’t answering your fucking phone!”
Morgan’s eyes widened. “She’s in labour?!”
“Aye and you need to get there now so get in the car!” He pointed to his car parked haphazardly in the street.
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“Hmm…” you groaned, rocking your hips back and forth as you leaned against the hospital bed.
Chazza stood beside you awkwardly, concerned and with no idea how to help.
“y/n!” Morgan burst into the room, Heinz behind him.
You glanced up and let out a sob of relief.
He was at your side in an instant, hand slowly rubbing your back over the hospital gown.
“I thought you weren’t going to make it,” you whispered.
“I know… and I’m so so sorry. But I’m here now,” he muttered as he pushed the hair from your sweaty forehead.
“Good luck guys!” The two boys said quietly as they went to leave the room.
You thanked them for getting you here, they smiled and then left the room.
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It wasn’t long after Morgan got to the hospital that you were holding your baby in your arms.
“I’m so proud of you,” he whispered as he looked down at his new family.
“She’s got your hair,” you noted, voice horse from the screaming and then crying tears of joy.
He chuckled quietly. “I can’t believe I almost missed this because my phone was on silent.”
“I’m so glad you didn’t,” you looked up at him, “I love you.”
“I love you more,” he whispered before gently kissing your lips.
can I request a Ginge imagine I don’t mind if it’s long or short where the reader is one of Heather’s friends that she met on like a night out or something and the reader is in uni and is a bit younger than her and the Bov boys and was born around 2007/2006 but her and Ginge rlly like each other and its like them asking heather and the boys advice in secret before they confess to each other
i’m writing all these ginge requests as a blurbs rn since i’m too busy to commit to 1k+ word counts 😭 anyways, enjoy lovely 💓🫶🏼
“You like him? Don’t you?” Heather teased.
“I… well I don’t not like him,” you replied, taking another sip of your drink.
She turned her body fully towards you, smiling ear to ear.
“Okay… so ask him out!”
You huffed out a laugh. “You’re kidding?”
“y/n. I’ve seen the way he is with you. He likes you, I know it,” she replied confidently.
You rested your head on the clubs table and sighed, your mind reeling with all the possible outcomes of you actually asking him out.
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third person pov:
“Oi Tays?”
“Yeah mate?” Tays sat down next to him at the bar.
Morgan hesitated.
Tays furrowed his brows. “What’s up? Why’re you so serious?”
“Alright, hear me out. Heathers mate,” he began.
“y/n. Yeah, she’s cool.”
“Well… I kinda-”
Tays gasped. “You like her! Fucking brilliant! So go ask her out.”
“You think I should?”
Tays nodded confidently. “Just go mate. What’s honestly the worst that could happen, she’d be chill about it anyway.”
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second person pov:
You got up from your seat and for some reason you were extremely nervous.
Just as you were about to reach the bar where Ginge was sat with Tays he stood and turned around, crashing right into you.
“Shit sorry.” He placed his hands on your shoulders to steady you before quickly dropping them.
“No, that was my fault. Uhm, actually I was just coming over here to talk to you.”
“Oh, right. You wanna go outside then?” He gestured to Tays listening in behind him.
You smiled at that and nodded.
The chill of the air as you stepped out of the club and onto the pavement sent a shiver down your spine.
Without thinking, Morgan took off his jacket and handed it to you.
You hesitated for a moment, looking into his eyes before you took it and wrapped it around yourself.
“Thanks,” you muttered.
“Listen, uh- before you say anything I just need to get something off my chest. I don’t want to make anything weird so if the answer to this is a no then we can just forget it ever happened,” he began hesitantly.
Your brows furrowed. You were going to say something similar but he beat you to it.
“Would you… go out with me sometime?” He asked, hope in his eyes.
“What?” You blurted out. Completely taken aback.
Alarm filled his eyes at that so you quickly collected yourself.
“Sorry, I mean… I was going to ask you that.”
“You were?”
You nodded, now smiling.
He ran a hand down his face in relief. “Fuckin’ hell,” he breathed out.
You looked up at him.
He looked down at you.
Your smiles slowly faded into something more serious as the tension grew between you.
He stepped forward, slowly placing his hand on your cheek.
“You’re beautiful, you know?” He whispered softly.
In the few months you’d known him you’d never seen this side of him.
Without another word you pushed up onto your tiptoes, leaned in and kissed him.
The both of you melted into the kiss, like it was second nature.
Once you, eventually, pulled away you were both smiling.
“So,” you sighed.
“So.”
“Should we go back inside?” You asked.
He nodded slowly, not wanting this moment to end but now knowing there would be many more moments to come.
When the both of you sat back down with the group you noticed two people staring at you with knowing smiles on their faces.
Tays winked at Ginge and Heather widened her eyes in excitement at you.
They were definitely going to be taking credit for this matchup, though you didn’t mind, since it would’ve taken much longer to gain the confidence to take the big step without their encouragement.
Can u do another dad!ginge fic where the baby is like 8-9 months and wakes up in the night crying and wouldn’t go back to sleep so he he goes to her nursery and sits down on the floor with her trying to soothe her back to sleep but they both ended up falling asleep on the floor and teaser finds them in the morning maybe spike had also came and joined them and reader found it really cute
i love writing these so much, thanks for the idea babe 🥹 enjoy! 🫶🏼💘
For the first few months of her life your baby had slept in yours and Morgan’s room but just last month you’d transferred her into her nursery.
It’d been hard at first, you weren’t used to not having her next to you and she didn’t particularly like it either.
Eventually though, she started getting used to it.
Last night you and Morgan put her down in her crib and then fell asleep in your bed after an exhausting day.
You slept hard and woke up feeling pretty good, though you quickly noticed that Morgan wasn’t next to you.
Shrugging it off you got out of bed, wrapped your dressing gown around yourself and went to check on your daughter.
You opened the door with a creek.
The room was lit up only by the little princess nightlight plugged into the wall.
But there was your daughter, laying on a pillow on the carpeted floor alongside her dad, who was also fast asleep.
Spike had also obviously joined them at some point too since he was curled up next to Morgan, it seemed you were the only one who’d slept in a bed.
Your baby stirred, opened her eyes and immediately clocked you standing in the doorway.
She giggled as she began lazily crawling towards you.
That woke Moran up.
He turned over and rubbed his eyes.
“Oh,” he yawned, “mornin’ love.”
You reached down to pick your daughter up as she reached your feet.
“How’s your back?” You asked Morgan, a smirk on your face.
He groaned, “not great.”
You chuckled as he stood up, spike now awake and looking up at him.
“She was crying so I came in to put her back to bed but every time I tried to leave she’d cry again, so I just gave up and stayed in here,” he explained tiredly.
“Well thanks for letting me rest.” You pushed onto your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
Spike yapped.
Morgan chuckled. “That fat bastards hungry.”
“So is she,” you gestured down to your baby who’s practically clawing at your top.
The both of you walked downstairs, one of you well rested, the other with a sore back but both equally happy and content.
