Coming Home

Originally posted by dark-dagger

Request: i was wondering if you could do a Deanxreader where the reader is an old flame. After years he find himself in her hometown for another case. Her boyfriend had kicked her out from their home because she is pregnant and he doesn’t want kid. Dean ask her to move in the bunker for sometime. Sam, but especialy Dean do everything they can to make sure her and the baby feel happy and safe. When Dean is ready to talk about his feeling she goes in labor. After the birth Dean take care of the baby like it is his own. And it end up with the baby calling him dada, after the initial shock Dean talk to the reader and tell her he want to be with her and be a family together? Thank you so much!

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,300ish

Warnings: none

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Backstage Fluff

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

“Where are you…” Dean sang to himself as he wandered down the corridors.

He had been at the casinos for the last few hours and told you that he’d meet you at Smackdown tonight. He’s been doing pretty well and he wanted to show you the money he won because he wanted to spend some of it on you.

Dean turned the corner, playing with the chips in his hand, doing a double take when he saw you down the hall talking with Becky and Naomi.

“Finally found you…” He continued to sing to himself as he walked over to you. “It only took me 30 minutes…”

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hockey tough is just regular stupid

in which a steeler doesn’t understand why bones is walking on his peg leg

(ps if someone else could please gif this like the struggle was real since i have no idea what i was doing or if this will work)

if he was honest, sirius didn’t really know what he was doing that night.

he’d only wanted to catch a glimpse of harry. the child who was the baby he remembered as being nestled in james’ arms, gurgling happily and smiling up at him. his godson, though he barely felt old enough to be a godfather.

it had been twelve long years since sirius black had last laid eyes on harry potter, and he was determined to do so again.

he hadn’t known what happened to harry, but he guessed. with james’ family gone, harry had no wizarding grandparents - but he had an aunt, lily’s sister. sirius knew the vague area where she lived, even if he didn’t know her address. looking it up was hard to do inconspicuously in dog form, but he managed it. 11 privet drive. harry’s new home.

still disguised as a dog, he began to run for the address. he was almost there when a boy ran by, startling him into hiding. 

it was james.

no, it wasn’t. even if james was still alive, he wasn’t thirteen any more. but it looked so much like james that sirius did a double take, blinked for a moment at the child before him.

he was james, if james had been starved for weeks. harry potter was lean and pale, his dark hair in complete disarray, his muggle clothes four sizes too big at least. an angry white scar was just visible beneath his hair, shaped like a lightning bolt.

at that moment, sirius was seconds away from transforming again and talking to the boy. he didn’t care that harry didn’t know who he was, or that he was a known criminal in both the muggle and wizarding worlds. he would go back to azkaban, give up on his revenge, just for the chance to talk to james’ son, just for a moment.

the only thing that stopped him was a sudden noise. a crack, and the screeching of tyres. the knight bus. harry scrambled to his feet, and sirius watched from the shadows as he spoke to the conductor, flattening his hair over his scar.

if dogs could smile, sirius would have been smiling. instead he just turned tail, and headed back into the darkness.