#(hamletxeffy)

Send “🍼” for a drabble/starter where my muse introduces their newborn baby or child to yours!

Hamlet hadn't been able to put their baby girl down since the nurses brought her back, as soon as she woke up he'd held her close to his chest and she'd stolen his heart completely. He didn't know how long he'd stood there just staring into his daughter's eyes, thinking there's no one in the world he'd ever love as much as her.

Of course he loved her mother more than his own life but the love he had for this tiny, perfect combination of the two of them was so much more intense. He found himself wondering if he'd feel this way about any other children they might have in the future and he suddenly found himself aware of how much heartache this baby would cause him in the future. He bent his head and kissed her tiny tuft of dark hair as he heard Effy waking up.

He turned to his beautiful Queen with a smile on his lips and walked over to her side. "You were so strong my love. There's someone i want you to meet, if you feel ready that is?" Her tired face stared up at him and he handed her the little bundle he'd had in his arms, immediately missing her comforting weight. "This is our beautiful baby girl Effy, you did it."

* phone call prompts

Hamlet closed his eyes,revelling in the familiar sound of her voice as he clutched the burner phone tighter. Even though he loved hearing her again he hated that he had to worry her like this and yet it seemed he always did.

"I'm alright Effy," He always knew he was worried ,tired or stressed about something when he called her by her name. If he was scared he called her by her full first name. "I have some bad news though.. I'll be gone for another week." He hated disappointing her like this and made a mental note. 'This is the last job. One last job and then I'm out '

Send me a ✵ + a ship and i’ll tell you who does what at christmas!

who spends hours putting up lights only to get tangled in them and storm off? Effy

who accidentally eats a whole box of christmas chocolates in one sitting?is both an option? cause Hamlet would probably try to be romantic and have a cozy night in the middle of the stress only to realise later that oops they ate the christmas chocolates.

who insists on watching the cheesey hallmark christmas movies? Hamlet, it’s kinda tradition for him. His mom would show them to him when he was a kid so it’s a happy childhood memory.

who insists on playing nothing but michael buble in the few days running up to christmas? Effy although that’s mostly because she likes to tease Ham, who absolutely loathe it.

who gets their presents wrapped at the mall so the other cant go snooping Effy... let’s face it Hamlet would snoop everytime

who insists on making snow angels? both

who put christmas outfits on all the pets?...Hamlet...

Do they go to family’s or have a quiet day in? a quiet day in, they visit their families either the days before or after but christmas is just for them.

who insists on wearing matching ugly christmas jumpers?...neither....okay Ham...but only because he thinks that they’re something every normal family has

Who waits up until midnight to give the other their present? neither, although Ham would but he wants Effy to get some sleep

Who insists on hand-made presents only one year? Effy

Who puts mistletoe on every door frame? Hamlet...

Who gets too drunk at the work christmas party and has to be picked up at 9:15pm?...okay we get it he’s a mess...Hamlet

who gets angry and almost tells kids that santa isnt real? Effy, bc let’s face it she has to put up with the giant man baby as well

Hamlet walked out of the gates, a satisfied grin on his lips. It had only taken him 4 years to get out of that dump Arkham called a prison, he had told his queen that he would come back and now he could fulfill that promise. He raised both eyebrows at the guard and bowed sarcastically. “It’s been a pleasure staying at your fine facility.” He barked out a laugh making the guards back away into the prison. He scanned the parking lot for his car that he’d asked his aunt to drive there just a few days ago. Now he was going home to his Queen.

He walked up to the door, suddenly feeling selfconcious, what if she didn’t love him anymore? He shook his head, of course she loved him. He knocked at the door and waited for it to open. When it did he looked at the spot where Effy’s head would be, only to find air. He looked lower and saw a little girl.