baby n daddy

Sons of Anarchy Preference "How they react when you accidentally call them "Daddy" in bed" (NSFW)

(Ok so i’m trying for my first SOA preference :3 Hope it’s okay and you all like it! Hope it is as requested :D Also I plan on keeping this list relatively short as I don’t want it to be as long as my TWD list, hope you all understand! Gif not mine/found them on google/credit to the original owners.)

Jax-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d take a little step back and start to chuckle as he realizes you had a little dirty mind. He’d start to tease you, grinning and pretending to be in disbelief that you just said that, making you plead for him to get back at it and for him to give into your demands but only after you’d repeat yourself. “What? Daddy? You just called me Daddy! Yes you did!Fuck I never thought you were this dirty…Oh no I am not letting it go! Not until you tell me what was that all about! Come on, call me Daddy again!”

Opie-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be stunned and wouldn’t know what to say at first apart from calling your name curiously. However, seeing your sudden shocked expression as you’d realize yourself, he’d start to smile and laugh before cupping your cheeks and kissing you sweetly as he asks you what’s wrong. “Y/N? Did you just…Call me daddy? What’s that all about…You okay baby? It was an accident? Really? Well let me tell you what…I don’t mind if you call me that…”

Chibs-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d smirk and get cockier about himself. Letting out a chuckle, he’d lean in closer to you ear and whisper about how dirty minded you are to even think of such things, truly not letting you get away with what you just said before gripping you tightly and thrusting harder. “You dirty little girl…Calling me Daddy so loudly and eagerly…Is that what you think of me? Hmm…Say it again! Call me Daddy again! Louder!”

Tig-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d stop everything and just to stare into your eyes, making you both get quiet before looking at you lustfully and smirking darkly. Seeing you shake your head and sigh in denial of what just happened, he’d then pin you down to the bed and would thrust even harder and spank your ass to make you repeat yourself. “You…You just called me Daddy…Wow…Fuck…That’s so fucking hot! Y/N! Baby! Call me Daddy again!”

Juice-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d blush and actually be so happy about it that he couldn’t stop smiling. However, he’d pretend to be bashful and would deny enjoying it as you’d ask him whether he might like it or not, yet despite his denial, he’d actually seem more confident. He’d end up pinning you down tightly and thrust even harder. “You just called me Daddy…What? No…No I-I am nothing like that…But that doesn’t mean i hate it…”

Happy-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d smirk and let out a satisfied chuckle. He’d growl and grip onto your hair, pulling you back and simply tell you point blank to keep repeating yourself. He’d claim you as his and wouldn’t give a fuck if you both made too much noises, even going as far as to thrust even harder and make you beg for more. “Daddy?! Was it?! I didn’t hear you right you dirty little slut! You’re mine! Say it again! Let everyone know that i’m your Daddy!”

Kozik-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d actually get confident about himself and wouldn’t be able to stop smirking and grinning as he’d look at you. Still thrusting, he’d tease you by getting you to get to be even louder. He’d even go as far as to mimic you at some point, only to make you blush even more from what you just said. “Daddy! Daddy! Oh…That’s you a few seconds ago! Huh, Y/N! You like that?! Calling me Daddy! Yeah you do! Look at you! Oh no don’t hide yourself!”

Rat-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d get oddly quiet and would take time to process what had just really happened. He’d be actually overwhelmed with joy but just couldn’t find the right things to say or do in the moment that he’d kinda stay still for a moment. As you’d wonder if he’s okay and apologize for it, he’d panic and reassure you. “I-I’m fine! I’m really fine! I-I just never expected it…B-But I-I like it a lot! I swear! I really didn’t mind…”

Half-Sack-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d smirk and get so overly confident that he’d start to play into it with you, acting as if he has always been your daddy dom. He’d laugh to hear you and would try his best to be rough with you, pulling on your hair or spank you but doing so lightly you’d laugh more than moan. “Yes baby girl?! You like that calling me Daddy?! Alright! Why don’t you say it louder! For everyone to hear!”

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We’ll find her.

Originally posted by beckawinchester

Originally posted by awkwardsamw

Pairing - Dean X Reader. Sam, Mary, Crowley, Jody Mills, Phoebe (daughter), unnamed demons and police officers.

Word Count - 2048
Warnings -  Kidnapping, swearing, drinking, violence.
Summary - After their ordeal in prison, Sam and Dean discover two of the most important people in their lives had been taken.

A/N - Part 13 of my Baby Winchester Series.

Series is HERE 

Part 12 HERE

‘Breakfast?’ You read Sam’s text aloud to Dean.

“No, getting it to go, I need to see my baby.” He smiled at the thought of his daughter.

“Car or daughter?” You smiled at him.

“Shut up.” He rolled his eyes as he threw clothes into the bag.

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Shaking Hands With The Devil (1)

Supernatural AU

Genre: Incubi(incubus) Yoongi

Warnings: it might mention sex, but nothing further than that… for now

Check (my bae’s) @ahgasthetic moodboard

“My sin was not specifically this or that
But consisted of having shaken hands with the devil
The devil held me in his clutches
The enemy was behind me” Demien - Hermann Hesse

Part 2, Part 3, Drabble 


Of course existed a reason for some boy like Min Yoongi be so interested on you. Sister Marry told you that existed a reason for you to be what you are. Min Yoongi wanted you because you were a member of the he Huntress, and he… he was a fucking demon.

“Why are you running away now, sweetheart?” You heard his voice, but he was nowhere to be seen.

“How come I be the one who’s running away when you’re the one hiding in the shadows?” You hissed, trying to fade the fears.

“Already missing me, princess?” His voice was near this time and you got yourself ready. “So here I am” he whispered against your ear. And in a quick movement you went for his face, but he was quicker, and now you were pressed against the wall, he on your back.

“Why are you like this now? You’ve always been such a good girl, what changed, Y/N?”

“Fuck you!”

“Cursing now are we? Tsc… Tsc… You need a lesson, baby…”

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Imagine $imon €ominic

Face timing Simon “Hey babe how’s that fine ass doing ?” Y/n : “😘😘love you 😂 *changes subject cuz coworkers are around*”

Originally posted by underwaterbank

Originally posted by painfulblisss

“it’s been so long since my lips touched yours, I miss you so much baby 👄” Y/n: “me too daddy”

Originally posted by grrungegoddess

“I miss holding your hands 24 hours a day 7 days a weak , y/n ?” Y/n:“yes” “promise you’ll never leave me , even though I’m never around promise me you’ll always wait ” y/n: “I promise ”

Originally posted by youngkaezy

Y/n: “i miss our cuddles , I miss binge watching tv till one of us falls asleep ”

Originally posted by babeyourmine

Originally posted by behexagusthegreat

Originally posted by youngkaezy

Imagine Dean’s face when he hears you telling your daughter the story of how you fell in love with daddy

‘‘…and at that moment I knew I’m in love with him.’‘

‘‘And what happened then?’‘ your six year old daughter asked.

‘‘You’re too young to hear the rest of it.’‘ you turned around to see Dean standing in the doorway smiling.

‘‘Then we went to sleep, ‘cause sleep is very important and helps you stay healthy and pretty, common now.’‘ You tucked her in and kissed her goodnight.

You gently closed the door and turned to your husband.

‘‘You know y/n, since you’re already pretty enough I don’t think you should sleep tonight…’‘ you chuckled as he playfully kissed you…

My Wonderwall

A/N: Hello everyone! This is the long awaited fanfic that I had promised and dropped hints about! It’s not a request but rather a little something I got inspired to write by @deanwinchesterxreader prompts which you can find here. Also, short reminder, my requests are OPEN, so feel free to shoot me up a request here! If you’d like, I could do some more from @deanwinchesterxreader‘s prompts.

Tagging @matt-thedevil because she was quite excited for this. Plus, if any of you guys want to be tagged in any future fics, let me know! :)

 Anyways, hope you enjoy! :)

Prompt used for this:

12) First kick.

13) Dean talking to the reader’s belly.

14) Dean kissing or touching the reader’s belly.

27) Dean and the reader go shopping for the baby’s arrival. 

Strollers. Millions and millions of different strollers. Bottles, nappies, pacifiers, oncies and other tiny, little articles of clothing surrounded them. It sounded so damn easy, shopping for the baby, he didn’t remember him and Sammy having so many things, or ever needing them for that matter, and they turned out just fine. But he wanted the very best for his little girl (he was determined that the baby would be a little girl). He wanted to give her all the things he never had and more, much more; he wanted to give her the world, the damn universe and then some. Even though it was a bit early to shop for baby supplies, as (Y/N) was just shy of her fifth month, they both agreed that it would be better to be prepared. After all, with the hectic lifestyle they led, life was ridiculously unpredictable more often than not. And so, he steeled his resolve, took a deep breath, put on a brave face and became determined to tackle this so called ‘baby shopping’.

(Y/N) on the other hand didn’t look so confident about it. He took a moment to study her, noting the controlled terror across her face (it would have been invisible to anybody else but she was (Y/N) and he was Dean and they could read each other by a single glance). The way her eyes darted around the store reminded him of the way she would assess an abandoned warehouse, waiting for a vampire to pounce from around a dark corner. Funny how instincts seem to transfer. 

But then her entire demeanor changed. She closed her eyes, and he watched the way her chest expanded with a deep, calming breath, the way her hand seemed to automatically find the curve of her stomach and just as he did a minute ago, he could see her resolve steeling and he could tell, she was ready to do this as well.

“Are you coming?” she turned to him with a playful wink, continuing her walk down the long aisle of baby products, expecting him to follow behind her.

And all Dean did was smirk and push the cart along, “Coming dear!”

“Oh my goodness! These are so cute!” (Y/N) exclaimed with an enthusiastic squeal, gushing over a ridiculously adorable collection of tiny band t-shirts for babies. “Can we buy some?” she turned to ask Dean, seeing him struggle to push along the overflowing cart.

Dean was right about to protest, claim that they had already bought a shit-ton of stuff and that a baby didn’t really so many things (it would obviously outgrow them in only a couple of months!), but seeing her holding a tiny, black AC/DC t-shirt to her rounding stomach, asking if it fit the baby okay, he couldn’t help but feel his heart stretch in ways he could not imagine before, and overflow with happiness.

He abandoned the cart behind him (the damn thing was too heavy to push around) and moved closer to her, placing a large, calloused hand on her stomach, his eyes overflowing with so much love as he glanced down at their hands meeting together over her stomach, he leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, “It fits just perfect.”

They got the damn AC/DC t-shirt. And one with Guns n’ Roses, the Ramones, the Doors, Whitesnake and the Beatles.

All that convinced him was an image of a little baby, with (Y/N)’s smile and nose, with emerald eyes that seemed to glow from within, squirming and giggling as he played to the little baby songs of said bands. And for a minute, just a minute, parenthood didn’t seem so scary to either of the expecting parents.

“Sammy!” Dean’s voice bounced around the concrete walls of the Bunker, alerting his younger brother to your presence. Sam rolled his eyes at the nickname but still placed his book down in order to see what his brother was up to now. Once he came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs, to his amusement, he saw his older brother trying to juggle two huge bags, all the while trying to keep an eye on (Y/N), to make sure she didn’t do any heavy lifting. He really did put a conscious effort to not burst out laughing.

“I’m glad you are finding this amusing Sammy!” Dean struggled to look at his brother between the two humongous bags, only causing Sam to laugh even harder and also to elicit a small laugh out of (Y/N) too.

“Babe, this could have gone much easier if you had let me help.” She gently remarked, carrying a much lighter bag, the one with the tiny band t-shirts, as she descended the stairs one by one, keeping a secure hand on the banister.

“Then what kind of an example would I have set to my little girl of how a true gentleman must behave?” he cooed after he breathed a sigh of relief after placing the bags on the floor. Once (Y/N)’s feet touched the ground, he moved to take the bag from her hands, placing a gentle hand on her stomach as he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss on her lips, feeling her lips stretch in a small smile underneath his.

“You guys are making me sick with all your cuteness!” Sam exclaimed in mock disgust as he rolled his eyes, a smile still tugging on his lips at the vibrations of love and utter happiness he was getting from both his brother and (Y/N). “I’m gonna go see if there’s any more stuff in baby.” he called after himself as he climbed the stairs and headed off to the garage. 

“Should we tell him about the teddy moose?” she turned to look at Dean, with a playful gleam in her eyes, as he wrapped his arms around her, trying to put as less space between them as her bump would allow him to.

“I don’t know, I guess it would be a pleasant surprise for him to find out in our little girl’s nursery once we finish it.” Dean replied with a mischievous wink.

At that moment, (Y/N) threw her head back laughing at her boyfriend’s antics and Dean swore he was falling in love with her all over again. “And what makes you think that it’s going to be a girl babe?” she inquired, peering up towards his iridescent eyes. Truth be told, it wasn’t the first time Dean had expressed his opinion about their baby’s gender, but she just couldn’t help herself to want to hear his explanation again and again.

Dean seemed a bit hesitant at first, shifting his weight from one leg to the other, but then he closed his eyes and shifted his large, callused hands on the sides of her stomach, almost as if to draw the courage to tell her, “Because, when I imagine our baby, all I can see is a small bundle of giggles and smiles, a little daddy’s girl, that is going to be just as beautiful as her mother. That is all I see.” he whispered the final part against her lips, their foreheads touching and their hearts beating to the same rhythm, a fast paced one, one that hinted at their great excitement to meet their baby, or to be more specific, their daughter as Dean claimed.

The sweet moment between the couple was broken by Sam’s exasperated yells as he struggled with the rest of the bags the two of them had purchased, “Guys! Why did you have to buy a shitton of baby stuff from now?!”

“I’m telling you for the last time (Y/N)! We can’t just stop hunting! Just ‘cause we are having a baby, it doesn’t mean that the monsters gonna take a maternity leave as well!” Dean argued, feeling his pulse spike in an unpleasant way. (Y/N) had been hinting the past few days, that maybe the brothers should take a break from hunting, that they had already sacrificed enough for this damn world already and that it’s about damn time they thought about themselves a little. But today, since she thought that Dean was getting none of those hints, she decided to confront him head-on. Dean on the other hand felt that it was more than necessary, especially now, to continue hunting; the world out there, the world they lived in, was not the world he wanted to welcome his daughter into. And hunting for him, meant that another son of a bitch got his one-way ticket out of this world, and therefore the world would be a little bit safer for his baby girl.

“Damn it Dean! And what am I gonna tell our daughter when she asks for her daddy, who’s not there, huh? O-or if something happens to you on a hunt, a-and” she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself and will the tears threatening to escape her eyes away, “you don’t come back? Wh- what am I supposed to do then?” The mere thought of it, having to deal with Dean’s death, with a baby nonetheless this time, switched on the floodgates, and she let out a shuddering breath as she turned away from Dean. She rubbed a hand across her face, trying in vain to wipe away her tears, whilst her other rested protectively on top of her baby bump. Deep down she knew, she knew that Dean would never give up this life. The world will always need the Winchesters to come to the rescue, no matter the unbearable cost.

Seeing her hunched over, her shoulders tense and shaking with every little sob she quietly let out, Dean felt as though someone had grasped onto his heart, trying to squeeze the life out of it, refusing to let go. Sure he knew there was always a chance he may not return from a hunt, but he never realized just why (Y/N) was so hell-bent on being done with hunting once and for all. Should he die on a hunt, not only will he be leaving Sammy and (Y/N) behind, but also, their baby, his daughter. Before he could pull her close and wrap his arms around her, apologize for being such an inconsiderate dick, (Y/N) padded away from the kitchen, as fast as her pregnant belly would allow her to.

 Later in the afternoon, when Dean was sure (Y/N) had calmed down and they both had their time to rationally think things over, he walked towards the room they shared and rapped his knuckles on the door, while balancing on his other hand a homemade cherry pie and two forks. If he wanted to get back to (Y/N)’s good graces and put this fight behind them, food was one way to do it. Especially cherry pie, which is what she had been craving from the beginning of her pregnancy (if there was ever any doubt about the baby being a true Winchester, it was immediately put to rest after (Y/N)’s frequent requests for cherry pie).

 After hearing a soft ‘Come in.’, Dean, ready with an apology on his lips entered the room, trying to recall the speech he had practiced whilst making the pie. Any thought and any word vanished from his mind when he entered the bedroom and found (Y/N) sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her stomach and trying to erase any tears from her face. The tightness around his heart returned by tenfold, imagining (Y/N) crying by herself all these long hours. And he was making pie. Stupid, fucking pie, instead of comforting his pregnant girlfr-

 “You know, “ she sniffled, still rubbing her eyes, “if that pie, ain’t cherry, then you better turn around and start walking Winchester.” She sniffled again, a small smile tugging on the corner of her lips, despite her bloodshot, puffy eyes.

 Dean let out a small chuckle shaking his head “Of course it’s cherry pie. If there is one way to get back to your good graces then that’s the one.” They both chuckled at that and then (Y/N) watched as he moved closer to her, placing the pie and the forks on the nightstand next to the bed and preceded to take a seat next to her.

 “All jokes aside though, I’m- I- I didn’t realize that you wanted me to stop hunting for that reason, a-and I acknowledge the fact that I was an ignorant prick and you were worried and I wasn’t listening an-“ Dean’s words were suddenly silenced by soft dusty pink lips. Seeing him struggle with his words and the ever-present look of guilt in his eyes made her heart melt. God help them should their daughter were to inherit those same eyes.

 Pulling back from the tender kiss, she could see the thoughtful look on Dean’s face, his eyes serious and his brows furrowed in concentration as he let out a sigh, contemplating on how he should begin to explain himself. “I never wanted kids.” Probably not a good start, seeing as (Y/N)’s brows drew together and the corners of her lips started to tip downwards, but he had a point to make. “The thought of having a tiny human, to depend on me for food, shelter, love and protection, made me cringe. I-“

 “If this is your way of apologizing, it’s really not working Winchester.” (Y/N) interjected feeling the sting of tears yet again, as she shuffled a little on the bed, putting a little more space between her and Dean.

 “J-just gimme a minute, I gotta make a point here.” Dean reassured (Y/N) with a small smile, willing her to give him a chance to explain himself; she had to hear his perspective on the matter as well. He scouted his body closer to hers yet again and placed the palms of his hands on either side of her bulging stomach, closing his eyes, and breathing in deeply, as if the bump was giving him the courage to continue.

 “As I was saying, kids, for me, were not an idea that I entertained.” He opened his eyes slowly, revealing endless pools of evergreen that starred at her with such intensity and love that her gaze was completely transfixed on him and the rest of the world had faded away for the moment and it was just the three of them. “But then you fainted back on that hunt, a-and we rushed you to the hospital, because you were out cold. Then doc came out and said that you were lucky you hadn’t sustained many injuries and that the baby was fine. He said that you were about six or seven weeks, but after that I kind of lost it. All I kept thinking was, ‘Me? A dad?’. I was scared shitless. What would have happened if that damn vampire had thrown you around some more? O-or demons caught wind about a baby Winchester that’s on the way?” The mere thoughts from the night so long ago caused his blood whoosh in his ears and his hands to tremble in the same way they did on that fateful night.

 “Dean…” (Y/N) whispered softly, moving her hands to caress Dean’s jaw line, peppered with a light scruff. Her soft hands massaged the tension away and he closed his eyes, savoring the feel of her smooth hands on his skin.

 “The world we live in- (Y/N) this world ain’t pretty. W-we lost so-“ his voice cracked without notice and suddenly all the emotions he had suppressed came bubbling out, “much family because of what’s lurking in the dark. Hunting, hunting is a way for me to make this world a little safer; safer for my baby girl.” He gazed down at her belly with such tenderness and emotion, feeling his eyes water and then lifted his gaze towards (Y/N)’s hues, seeing the tears gathering along her waterline. “This is the only way I can protect her and make sure she is gonna be safe. I- I don’t know how else to do this.” He admitted with a sigh, feeling a small weight lift from his shoulders at his confession.

 (Y/N) overwhelmed with emotion, could not hold the tears back any longer and a sob tore through her as she wrapped her arms around Dean’s waist, eliminating any space between them. Dean didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around her, around them, feeling such an overwhelming need to hold onto his family, as if his embrace would protect them from any harm that may come their way. A silent, lone tear trailed down his cheek as he felt (Y/N) shake against him with every sob she let out.

 After her breathing evened out and her heart felt like it would stay within the confines of her ribcage, she pulled back to face Dean and with tender hands, she reached out to hold his face within her grasp, pulling him closer to her until they were a mere breath away from each other, “You Dean Winchester, are the best father our daughter could ever ask for.” She whispered against his lips before meeting his in a gentle, loving touch. He moved his arms around her, bringing her closer to him, as she trailed her arms over his face and began to tangle with the short hairs at the nape of his neck. His tongue traced her bottom lip, begging for permission to enter and she granted him access by parting her lips. His hands roamed over her body, caressing every curve they could find, before finally resting over their unborn child.

 The spell was broken when they both pulled back with a breathy gasp, (Y/N)’s hands coming to rest next to Dean’s on her belly. “Did you feel that?” she asked with raw emotion lacing her tone.

 “Was she- she was-“

 “Kicking.” (Y/N) whispered in awe, both their gazes moving between her belly and each other. “Your daughter is kicking. Our daughter is kicking.” She let out a breathy laugh, feeling her heart actually expand with joy.

 Dean let out a hearty laugh from deep within his chest, feeling the baby move some more at the sound of his voice. “I guess she could feel you getting all excited.” He laughed again and (Y/N) was not far behind from joining him.

“Nah,” (Y/N) quipped after their laughter died down but smiles still tugged on their lips, “she just wanted to make sure her daddy knows she is safe and loved.” The look Dean gave her was a rare look, one that he only revealed in the confines of their privacy, a look that meant that she was his entire world, the reason he breathed and lived. This is a look that (Y/N) would never get sick of.

With a deep breath, Dean welcomed himself back to the world of consciousness, his dream already slipping away from his mind, something about pies and clowns. He chuckled softly and moved a little bit to his right, reaching out towards the warmth of (Y/N)’s body, but instead was met with cold sheets. He immediately sat up, fully alert, any remnants of sleep falling away and after a quick glance around the room and no sign of (Y/N), he got up, putting on a t-shirt and set himself on a mission to find her, although he had an idea of where she could possibly be.

It would seem that his expedition was cut short, after he stepped out of their bedroom and saw the soft light of the room opposite from theirs, illuminating the dark hallway. Taking a moment to breathe a sigh of relief he focused on the soft lull of (Y/N)’s voice, that was coming out of the room, which only became apparent after his worries settled and he knew for sure that he didn’t wake up to her because she was in the opposite room, and not because a demon had kidnapped her or something.

He followed the soothing sound of her voice, never really making it inside the room, choosing instead to linger in the doorway and watch as she sat in the rocking chair, wearing one of his t-shirts and hoodie as her pjs as well as a loose pair of pajama bottoms. She was stroking her belly, singing a song that he heard her sing before.

“And all the roads that lead you there are winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I
Would like to say to you but I don’t know how”

She adored that song. He couldn’t count the times she hummed it to him when he was injured on a hunt and she was patching him up, or when she felt like the world around her would collapse at any moment, she would softly sing along to the tune, think about the meaning behind the lyrics and then pick herself up again, all on her own. She was her own hero, and for that Dean admired her and her inner strength (not that that would stop him from running to her should she need help).

On a stormy May day, she had told him, what the lyrics meant to her…

After a rough hunt, they had gone back to the motel, deciding to patch themselves up and sleep the night away before they left town. Dean had it worse than his brother and girlfriend. Only because he had decided it was as good as time as any to jump in front of the (Y/N) to prevent an oncoming blow to her; which in turn resulted in him getting his back all sliced up.

“That was beautiful.” He whispered when she had finished stitching up his back. From the minute she had felt him tense up when the needle pricked his skin, she began humming a soft tune, and gradually, she found out that the gentle lull of her voice, managed to calm Dean even more. After she was done, she gathered the med kit, and moved to sit in front of him, taking note of other little scrapes on his broad chest.

“It is, isn’t it?” she replied with a smile, briefly glancing up at him, before returning back to her work. Dean’s gaze though, remained locked on hers, refusing to break away. It wasn’t the first time he had caught her humming the melody.

“Does it mean something to you?” he inquired softly, wincing a little, when she was cleaning out a deeper scratch.

“I’m sorry.” She turned to look up at him with apologetic eyes, still not replying to his question. Before Dean could point out the fact she had not answered him yet, she spoke up. “To me, it’s sort of like, well, what ‘Hey Jude’ is to you.” She took in a deep breath, still not meeting Dean’s gaze, although she could feel his intense stare.

That night, she explained to him, when they were tangled up together in bed, how that song motivated and pushed her to keep on going, to not give up, some sort of safe haven she could get lost into for less than five minutes, gather up her strength and return back to the real world. They held each other, humming faint melodies with the sound of the rain accompanying them, as they both drifted off into pleasant unconsciousness.

He smiled fondly at the memory and slowly eased himself back to the present, the smile that had unconsciously made its way to his lips widening yet again when he heard (Y/N) singing to her bump.

“And after all, you’re my wonderwall
I said maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me
You’re gonna be the one that saves me
You’re gonna be the one that saves me…”

Dean was about to announce his presence, sure that (Y/N) hadn’t realized he was there, but (Y/N)’s next words stopped him in his tracks.

“You know, your daddy and I, we are really excited for you to come.” She spoke softly, her words airy and soothing. “Your daddy is very protective of you already, you know that?” she chuckled feeling the baby respond with a swift kick, “he adores you baby girl. We adore you. And we are not letting anybody hurt you. Nah-ah. You are going to be the most protected and loved little girl ever. Don’t you ever doubt that.” Hearing the fierce determination in her voice gave Dean an overwhelming feeling, that bloomed and spread like wild-fire inside his body, but that fire did not cause any distraction, it soothed his core, and caused him to fall even deeper in love with the mother of his child (if that was possible).

“I thought you didn’t wanna call her a ‘her’, in case she would turn out to be a boy.”

“And I think it was about damn time you stopped lurking in the shadows Winchester.”

They both chuckled softly and Dean moved to kneel in front of (Y/N), placing both his hands on her bulging stomach, feeling the baby greet him almost immediately. (Y/N) watched with a misty gaze as Dean pressed his lips on the center of her stomach, as he caressed it lovingly with a soft touch.

“What are you doing in here babe? It’s almost four in the morning.” Dean inquired and (Y/N) could identify the concern lacing his tone.

She sighed and shifted a little bit in the rocking chair, wincing slightly at the pressure on her back, “Baby was up, so mama was up as well.” She replied softly, placing either hand on the sides of Dean’s face, stroking his jaw line, trying to ease the worry marring his features.

He exhaled loudly, moving a bit to be level with the bump, “What did we talk about letting mama sleep as long as she can? You are supposed to keep us up after you come out baby girl, not before.” He whispered to the bump and (Y/N) had to refrain from laughing at the serious tone Dean had taken with their unborn baby. In response the baby moved underneath Dean’s hands, and both parents smiled softly at their baby’s reaction.

“She loves the sound of your voice.” (Y/N) remarked, moving to lay back on the rocking chair, as Dean continued to whisper sweet nothings to their unborn baby, feeling it respond with a swift kick every time, without fail.

“Yeah, but you also love your sleep, so let’s get you two to bed.” Dean remarked softly, moving to stand, offering his hands to (Y/N) to help her stand. With little difficulty, they were both moving towards their bedroom, (Y/N) wincing slightly at the pressure on her back. Just a couple more weeks and said pressure should hopefully be relieved. (Y/N) thought to herself as she settled next to Dean, head resting on his shoulder, and her bump between the two of them, as their hands met protectively over their unborn child.

And this was how Sam found them the a few hours later, when he went to ask about why the light was on in the baby’s nursery.

So, what do you think? Maybe a cute sequel with the Daddy!Dean? Where you actually get to find out whether it’s a boy or a girl?

Saying bye-bye to daddy

Daddy: bye-bye baby girl
Baby: WAIT!
Daddy: what?
Baby: …I love you
Daddy: I love you too princess, bye now
Baby: DADDY!
Daddy: yes baby?
Baby: I love you a lot
Daddy: I love you a lot baby. Daddy really has to go n-
Baby: *sniffles*
Daddy: …never! Daddy has to go never!

(Daddy) Missed You

Joshua X Reader
Anonymous asked: can you do a Daddy Joshua smut where he’s eager to get it on because you guys have a long distance relationship and you guys get caught by the members thanks
You could recognize him from the large mass of people despite the fact he was wearing a mask and cap to disguise his identity. He was holding a sign with your name on it and he played with his cellphone.
Your phone buzzed
Shua: ‘where’s my favorite girl?’
Y/N: ‘I don’t know? where am I?’
He looks up and scans his whole surroundings he smiles as soon as his eyes land on you and you can’t help but bite your lip, he looks so attractive was it even possible for him to get more attractive?
Once off the escalator you both run towards each other and engulf each other in a hug.
“I’ve missed you baby” he said as kissed your ear.
“I’ve missed you so much Joshua. Nice try at being inconspicuous” you say as you pull his mask down and kiss him.
“Y/N!” He says as he looks around and then looks back at you steadily holding your hand.
“Let’s go before we get mobbed people are getting suspicious and I want to spend every second with you” he takes hold of your luggage and sure enough people were starting to form around you two, thankfully his company didn’t let him or any of the other boys out without security.
Once inside the black car he pulls off his hat and mask, and you lean your head on his shoulder causing him to lean down and kiss the top of your head.
“I’ve been waiting so long to see you baby oh we’re gonna have a lot of fun” he says as you guys head off to the seventeen dorm leaving behind the several screaming fans and cameras outside of the airport.

“Joshua hyung! Y/N! lets go eat!” They guys practically yell at Joshua once you guys arrived to the dorm.
“Go ahead bring us something back she’s tired and I want to be with her it’s been too long ” he says eager to get them out.
“How bout it Y/N food? You must be hungry from your flight” they say ignoring Joshua’s previous statement.
You look at them ready to say yes when Joshua yells “nope she’s not hungry now just bring us food back she’ll be hungry then”
“Joshu-” You began but couldn’t finish because he pulls you into his room which he shared with a couple other members
“Bye have fun” he yells at the 12 boys before closing the door.
“Josh what was that about?” You ask him but he doesn’t answer because he pushes you down onto the bed.
“Daddy’s missed you baby” he said licking his lower lip he began tracing the bare skin leading down to your jeans, he popped open the button causing you to shiver and roughly pulls down your jeans.
“Josh-” he leans down to attack your lips with his interrupting what you were going to say.
He slips his hands under your underwear and began using his two fingers to trace your soaking wet folds. You yelped as he thrusted his fingers into you. You raised your hips to get more feeling from his fingers.
“Josh yeah just like that” you whimpered.
“Josh? I think I asked if baby missed daddy not if baby missed josh?” He stopped thrusting his fingers into you his chocolate brown eyes filled with lust and want reassuring you that he wouldn’t continue unless you called him what he wanted.
“I missed you daddy” you moaned to get him to continue thrusting his fingers into you.
You began palming his dick through his jeans and he let out a slight groan as you did so. You desperately wanted him in you his dick pounding against your heat. You pushed you hips up to rub against his clothed bottom moaning at the contact.
“Y/N baby tell daddy what you want”
“Daddy I want you” you whined and as you let those words slip from your mouth he waited no more. He didn’t waste anytime taking of his jeans and sweater you bit your lip as he did so marveling at how perfect he was.
You stared at his long hard length dripping with precum as he began to align himself with your entrance.
“Look at me when I fuck you I want to see your pretty face baby” he said as he entered you in one swift move. One hand on your face the other trailing down to run circles on your clit.

“Oh fuck” You moaned out against Joshua’s ear as he was thrusting harder and harder into you.
He let out soft grunts every time he did so.
“Fuck Y/N it’s been way to long” he said as he keep thrusting. “Daddy missed burying himself into you”
He knew how much his words got you worked up and he felt how much of an effect it had on you.
You tossed your head back as he kept thrusting himself into you. You were starting to feel everything around you blurring out you were seeing stars
“oh my Joshua!” You moaned out as your surroundings exploded. You tightened on him but he kept going working through the mind blowing orgasm you just went through.
“You got to cum for me again baby. Yeah? because daddy hasn’t cummed”
“Oh fuck” You gasped and moaned feeling so overstimulated as he left marks on your neck.
“Oh yes baby clench your pussy just like that” he groaned out and you complied.
He kept slamming into you hitting your gspot exactly.
“Ride daddy baby” he said in your ear pulling out and laying on his back all while grabbing your hips and guiding them to straddle him.
You moaned as you sunk down into him working yourself onto him grinding slowly. He looked at you biting his lip he was close he knew it and so did you. You kept grinding on him teasing by moving your hips slowly to purposely watch him squirm underneath you.
“Fuck this. I can’t take the teasing” he moaned.
He flipped you so you were underneath him once again and he was in control. He fucked you rougher and harder his movements getting sloppier as he was coming close. You could feel your second orgasm coming.
“Come on baby cum for daddy again”
His words caused you to let go once again. “Joshua” you moaned out loudly which caused him to let go. His groans and moans echoed across the room. He attacked your lips and ran his fingers on the side of your body, he hadn’t bothered taking himself out of you so you just wrapped your leg around him tasting more and more of him.

Suddenly the door burst open.
“We brought food!!” The boys yelled before looking at both of you.
“Oh shit Y/N” they said blushing and or trying not to look.
“Oh my god” Joshua began as he quickly grabbed the pillow to cover your naked body and proceeded to cover himself as well.
“Why didn’t you guys knock? I didn’t think you guys would get here so soon.”
All the boys could do was stare in shock, Mingyu Vernon and Dk looking at you intently. Joshua looked down at you then at them.
“Hey hey don’t look at her” he scolded the younger boys. You pressed the pillow close to your body and pulled the covers over you.
“Wow Y/N” Scoups said as gulped hardly he turned to look at the boys standing at the doorway and back at both you and Joshua .
Joshua gave him the death stare causing them him to cough and clear his throat, he was still in you so you decided to poke some fun and grind on him.
“Ooh fuck” he groaned causing all the boys to turn back and look.
He looked down at you giving you the look “Umm anyway sorry jisoo we’ll leave you two be” Scoups said as he pushed the rest of the guys out.
“So this is why he didn’t want to go, now I get why” Dino said to hoshi.
“Guys out” Joshua threw a pillow at the
as they walked out the room earning a small giggle to come out of you.
“Ah daddy missed your laugh but baby your getting it for teasing me in front of the guys” he smirks as he attacks your lips once again.
Hope you enjoy!

Bad Bitch Part 2

Originally posted by just-apathetic

Originally posted by gangsters-wife


Y/N finally made it back to her apartment after what happened in the club. Her heart was still thumping and pumping from the look in the gangsters eyes. Lust and intrigue from her, she did that to him. She couldn’t deny the passion and feeling she got from him. It was intoxicating, a drug. Y/N entered her apartment, sliding down the door reality soon sinking in.  Y/N slowly shook her head, stripping and climbing into bed, her slumber filled with burning dreams of a life of crime with the Clown Prince.

*Next Morning*

Y/N woke up with sunlight in her eyes and the rumbling of a thunderstorm nearby. She stretched her body and ambled outta the bed into living room where a surprise awaited her. A ivory box stained with crimson splotches was presented promptly on the floor surrounded with roses dyed green and purple and gold. Y/N picked up the box and opened it to showcase a gem-studded, burlesque style dress and a note bearing Mr. J’s signature smile. It read “Daddy found you Kitten. Be ready at 9′o’clock. We’re gonna have a good time baby-doll~Daddy” Y/N smiled and whispered: “Sure thing Daddy.”

Originally posted by mxsiclyrics

Originally posted by cinegif

Originally posted by coffee-inan-iv