Ben!Roger Taylor X Reader

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say it with me:

ABORTION IS HEALTHCARE.

ABORTION IS A HUMAN RIGHT.

ALL GENDERS CAN GET AN ABORTION.

I work at a daycare with infants.

One of our baby girls is fat, in the 99th percentile for her age. She is super cute and sweet. Lately, she has been sick with various breathing issues, so she has been reluctant to take her bottles. Normally, she’ll take 4 ounces of formula at lunch and 8 ounces in the afternoon. Today, I was lucky to get to her take 5 all day.

There was a substitute covering a lunch break in my classroom today. We emphasized to her that we need to keep trying to get the baby to drink her bottle until she finished it. She said, “Why are you guys so worried about taking her bottle?”

My coworker replied, “That’s where all her nutrients are. She needs the nutrients and the water.”

To which the substitute replied, “But she’s so fat. She doesn’t need it.”

Thin privilege is a small, pretty baby getting better childcare because the caretaker doesn’t think she’s too fat to be allowed to eat.

We’ll have to do dinner Thursday night instead.

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Could u pleaseeee write something where Rog finds out the Reader's pregnant for himself and he's all mad (and sad cause she didn't tell him) and they fight but then it ends all fluffy plzzzz

Roger’s POV

Something was up with Y/N. She had been avoiding me for a few weeks now. She was asleep when I got home at night and up and out of the house in the morning.

I was left to wonder what I’d done wrong. Was she cheating on me? Was she breaking up with me?

I was didn’t want to lose her. I was going to find out sooner or later, why couldn’t she just tell me?

Time skip...

I was happy to be home after a long hard recording session.

I had headed upstairs to shower and realized there was no soap. I was looking for some in Y/N’s drawer when something caught my eye. A plastic stick with a plus sign. If this is what I think it is...

“Y/N, love.”

No answer.

“Y/N.”

I moved her shoulder slightly and she started to wake up.

“Rog? I didn’t hear you come in.”

“Y/N is there anything you’d like to tell me?”

“No, why.”

“Don’t lie.”

“I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about.”

She kept denying that anything was going on.

“Why are you lying to me?! You’ve been ignoring me for weeks! What did I do?! You haven’t spoken to or so much as looked at me!”

“Roger stop yelling at me.”

“No! You have been treating me like I don’t matter and all because you couldn’t tell me you were pregnant!”

(This was when he knew, he fucked up.)

“Why do you say that?”

She looked scared. I immediately felt guilt wash over me and I regretted yelling at her.

“Darling I found the test. Why didn’t you just tell me?”

I think sudden change in tone confused her slightly and it took her a moment to reply.

“We’ve never talked about kids, hell we’re not even married. I didn’t think you’d want a baby.”

“I wish you had told me earlier, I wouldn’t have been angry with you. I was actually pissed that you kept it from me for this long.”

I was disappointed in myself for making her think in any way that I wouldn’t be happy about a mini Y/N or mini me running around.

“Darling, I love you. I’m thrilled that we’re going to have a baby.”

“You are?”

“Of course.”

“I’m relieved. I couldn’t hide it for too long. I’m already about 2 months.”

I was going to be a father. How amazing was that?

I laid on the bed and pulled Y/N to my chest as I started playing with her hair.

“So Rog...how long do you think we can go without the boys noticing?”

“Mmmm I don’t know. At least 3 weeks.”

“Bet?”

“Of course. We’ll figure out the winnings later love,” I laughed.

I loved how she could go from upset to happy in such a short time.

We talked for a little longer about baby things and such before I realized she had drifted off to sleep.

I kissed her forehead and whispered, “ I love you two so much,” before closing my own eyes.

I couldn’t be any happier at the moment.

“Uh Oh”

Request: Hi! I was wondering if you could do like a fun day with the boys (BoRhap cast as their characters) and Roger brings the person he likes? They could be doing any number of things like studio or movie or something. Basically just fluff all around (Thank you sooooo much @graceelizabeth2 !!!!!)

A/N: THIS IS LITERALLY ALL FLUFF JUST A WARNING. ITS ALL LIKE DOMESTIC AND CUTE!!!!(Also if you guys want like an oc or something just tell me, I basically use the reader as a default) - C

It was Y/N’s first time meeting the rest of the band. Of course she was nervous, she was meeting one of the biggest bands in the world. However, she was faced with another factor; Roger’s reputation.

Roger never really had serious relationships, so when he finally admitted that he wanted to keep seeing Y/N, she was shocked to say the least.

Obviously his band mates knew of his new “friend” as soon as Roger let the word “girlfriend” slip out of his mouth.

Roger had been hesitant to let Y/N meet his friends and he always managed to make up some excuse as to why she couldn’t go. Roger knew his friends could be...interesting and he didn’t want them to scare off someone he really cared for.

On the other hand, Y/N didn’t want the rest of the band to hate her. She already wasn’t part of a famous crowd, it would be easy for Roger to drop her if she didn’t fit in.

Walking into the studio felt as if she was walking into another world.

Roger guided Y/N to the correct room and kept his hand on her lower back as they entered.

Immediately, the three other members of the band lifted their heads to see Roger and Y/N walk in.

Their smirks already told Y/N that she was in for one hell of a day.

Y/N came to learn in a matter of minutes that Freddie was rather theatrical (what an understatement), Brian was the most sensible out of the band (though he was still very sarcastic), and Deaky was quiet and extremely cheeky.

“Roger aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend???”

Freddie was grinning at Roger and Y/N could tell he was trying to push her boyfriend’s buttons.

“This is Y/N. Be nice.”

“Hello darling, wonderful to meet you I’m Freddie.”

“Brian.”

“Please call me Deacy.”

She felt uncomfortable. She didn’t exactly know how to act. Y/N always wanted people to like her and when meeting new people, she was extremely careful about how she presented herself.

“Now Roger, since you’re already late, later than Freddie even, you’ll be recording first.”

“Brian I bet you’re just making me do that so you can interrogate my girlfriend.”

“Of course he is, how dare you suggest any different.”

This only solidified what Y/N had already thought about the boys.

As the day went on, Y/N became more comfortable and started making friends with the other guys.

“Y’know Rog, we like her. Much better than other girls you’ve let speak to us.”

Brian was right. Roger’s past flings had been rude to and really quite dumb. Y/N was sweet and could actually have an insightful conversation, as well as make very snide and sarcastic comments.

Roger was now sitting on the couch next to Y/N and he could tell she was more relaxed.

“I told you that there was nothing to worry about love,” Roger whispered.

“I like your friends. They’re definitely more um...”

“Yeah. I know they’re a lot.”

I leaned into his shoulder and he kissed my forehead. But Roger was Roger and he lifted my chin and left pecks all over my face and neck, avoiding my lips.

“Roger stop making out with Y/N and maybe, oh I don’t know, help with the recording.”

Y/N knew this was the beginning of a very interesting chapter in her life.

bitches will have the scared disorder and be like why am i so scared