bag for baby things

Bag Essentials (for everyone really)

I know there are a million posts like this, but this is also partially for my own reference.  And also a call for others to add anything that’s missing!  Stay safe!

  • tampons - I mean, you know why.
  • tweezers - not just for stray hairs, but also splinters/dry skin on your face/etc.
  • mirror - to check yourself before you wreck yourself.
  • chapstick - I like to wait until the moment before I arrive to apply lipstick so it’s fresh.  I wear chapstick the whole way there so that my lips are soft when I do apply lipstick.  This is good for days you don’t wear makeup anyway.
  • mascara and eyeliner pencil/an angle brush - you can use the angle brush to tap the end of the mascara wand and apply it as eyeliner, then follow up with mascara.  Fleeky in a pinch.
  • concealer - unless you have amazing skin, which I sure af don’t.
  • napkins/tissues - some countries don’t have toilet paper everywhere.  Also good for spills or a runny nose.
  • hair ties - tie back hair or use to tie your shirt or hold something in place
  • safety pins - wardrobe saviors
  • bobby pins - for flyaways/bangs if they’re being annoying.
  • bill check marker or whatever it’s called I can’t think of it - especially if you don’t know/trust the guy
  • pen - a nice-ish one (I like Paper Mate InkJoy because it looks professional enough and is smooth) that won’t leak or break but also won’t cost you a million dollars to buy and replace as needed.
  • phone charger - you never know.  Doesn’t have to be your turbo charger, something small for emergencies.
  • brush ups - those finger strip toothbrush things in case of bad breath or unexpected overnights
  • gum - optional, I like it in case of bad breath.
  • Plan B - I always have this on hand just in case.  The sooner you take it after unprotected sex, the more effective it is.  The packaging is too big for the pill, so I like to cut around the plastic so it’s just a little square with the pill in it.
  • perfume sample - they sell tiny sample bottles or a lot of times you can get them free at places like Sephora.  These are great for travel.
  • slip of paper/notepad - to write things like your phone number on.  A couple post-it notes will do fine.
  • sunglasses - protect your eyesight and the sensitive skin around your eyes from the sun.
  • nail clippers - get rid of hangnails or trim strings from clothing or even hairs (like eyebrows)
  • Advil - nothing ruins the mood like a headache.  I am super injury-prone, so I take this a lot because having a sore back is NOT sexy.  You can buy cute little pill cases, or they sell travel bottles and little packets with one dose at drug stores.
  • Band-Aids - for cuts or blisters so you don’t have to bleed everywhere or walk in pain
  • water-based lube - they sell small bottles of this.  Make sure you don’t use an oil as this will break down condoms.
  • condoms - like at least 3.  As many as you can fit/feel comfortable with.  But at least 3 per person you plan on seeing.
  • a clean pair of underwear - a thong is fine and usually takes up less space, just something to change into if you need to.
  • (optional) oil-absorbing sheets or blotterazzi by beauty blender - my skin is super oily, and these things absorb oil so you don’t have to apply more makeup and risk caking.

Honestly this stuff could all fit in a clutch bag (maybe not the phone charger and lube depending on the size).  Please feel free to add things!  xoxoxo


“the Big Wonderful Wolf” - “Le Grand Merveilleux Loup” !

If a wolf is following you, it’s maybe just to find an awesome friendship :> !

This little baby pigeon (little red bag) seems to have a lot of things into her red bag and had what many little animals needs to have with them : The dictionary !!!

This wolf was not bad, just really shy and acting strange because of that :’D

“The Big Bad Wolf” in french is “Le Grand Méchant Loup” =D

Friendship is amitié, so “a wonderful friendship” is “ une merveilleuse amitié” ^^

“Merveilleux” changes if you use it for masculine or feminine

A wonderful boy will be “un garçon merveilleux

A wonderful girl will be “une fille merveilleuse” =D

New Man

Originally posted by myachaelclifford

A/N: I can’t remember the last time I wrote about Luke, but what I do know is that he needs some love

     You sat inside the car waiting for Luke to show up. The snow falling outside only seemed to grow stronger and you turned the heat on and the radio up just a bit. Your eyes darted towards the clock on the dashboard and you sighed in annoyance. “Typical,” you quietly spat, shaking your head at how late Luke was. You began to chew on your bottom lip and whipped out your phone. There was no sense in calling Luke. He usually showed up on his own time and you somehow found yourself always accepting this fact about him. Though you shouldn’t accept it. Luke never seemed to care when you had things to do or somewhere to be. You continued to mutter under your breath in anger. Luke had been the one to choose the time and the fact that he was late irked you even more. 

After about twenty minutes you were ready to start the car back up and head home, but then you saw Luke’s car pull up next to yours in the lot. You watched with squinted eyes as he turned the car off and quickly got out in a hurry. He jogged to your door and knocked on the window. You inhaled and slowly exhaled before rolling the window down. “You’re late,” you said in monotone. 

“Meeting ran later than expected,” he replied. You rolled your eyes at his words and his head dipped down so he was looking you in the eye. “Hey to you too,” he chuckled. You gave him a look and Luke’s smile faded. “Alright I’m sorry I was late,” he sighed, “I should’ve called.” You nodded in agreement and unlocked the door. Luke opened the door to the backseat and he smiled once more. A bigger smile that he had once held for you. You closely watched him from the review mirror. “Hey princess,” he cooed, unbuckling the one year old baby from her car seat. His finger brushed over her plump cheeks making her stir a bit from sleep. “Did you miss daddy?” he mumbled, pulling the beanie down on her head more so that her ears wouldn’t get cold. 

“You’re not taking the car seat?” you questioned, noticing that he was picking her up. Luke shook his head at your question.

“I bought one so we wouldn’t have to keep trading this one back and forth,” he replied. Your eyebrows rose in surprise. You didn’t expect Luke to buy a car seat of his own. Then again you didn’t expect a lot of things from him. He grabbed the baby bag then stood and shut the door. You unbuckled yourself and got out the car to say goodbye. 

“So I have a date tomorrow,” you told Luke. He became quiet for a second then continued to baby talk to the child. Luke turned his back towards you and walked towards his car to buckle her in. “I just thought you should know and I was thinking I’d let him finally meet Raine,” you said. This caught Luke’s attention and his head flew up and he looked at you as if you were crazy.

“There’s no way in hell that’s happening,” Luke spat, placing the stuffed elephant next to Raine. 

“I wasn’t asking for your permission. I was telling you what was going to happen,” you said. “We’ve been together for two months and I think it’s about time he’s met her.”

“Two months? How am I just now finding out about this!?!” Luke questioned, you watched him blow out air from his nose. The fog of it showing in the air. 

“You don’t need to know what I do in my personal time,” you scoffed, “The only reason I’m telling you now is because I want him to meet her.” Luke shook his head fast, his hands stuffing in his pockets to warm them.

“And I’m telling you there’s no way you’re going to let some other man near my baby,” Luke confidently said. 

“Our baby, but it was okay for your ex-girlfriend to meet her and not alright for my boyfriend to? If things are getting serious it’s bound to happen,” you reminded him.

“My ex meeting Raine was different,” he argued back. The two of you had a stare down for a few seconds. 

“That wasn’t different and you know it… look I didn’t come here to argue. My boyfriend’s meeting her so end of discussion. I’ll see you Tuesday night,” you told him, voice strong as can be. Luke’s jaw clenched and he watched with fire in his eyes as you leaned down to kiss your baby girl goodbye. You whispered something to her before pulling away. “Have fun,” you said to the both of them, giving Luke a small smile before heading back to your own car. Luke waved goodbye and before you knew it he was in his car and driving off.

     The smell of spices wafted around your home and music was blasting through the speakers. You couldn’t help but to feel at ease. With Raine being with Luke for a few days that gave you the opportunity to spend quality time with your boyfriend. You had decided on cooking for your date and just have a night in. It was only to help the two of you put a rest to spending money each time you went out. “Middle of the Night” by The Vamps started to play and you began to dance a bit as you cooked. You shuffled over to the stove to stir the rice and meat mixture. In your haste to cook and clean your home, you had only managed to get your makeup done. The dining table was set with candles resting in the center. All you had left to do was place the mixture in some bell peppers and pop it in the oven.

Just as you were placing the dinner into the oven there was a knock at your door. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you glanced at the clock. You hadn’t noticed time going by so fast. “JUST A MINUTE!” you shouted, closing the oven door and running to a mirror to make yourself look a bit presentable. You walked over to the door and opened it. “Hi!” you chirped.

“Hey. Am I early?” Scott asked, looking down at your lazy day attire. You quickly shook your head.

“No, no I’m just running late,” you said, “Come in!” You opened the door even more and Scott walked in. He laughed in amusement at how frazzled you seemed. 

“I brought wine and dessert,” Scott smiled, following you into the kitchen. “It smells great. What are you making?” he hummed. You muttered a thanks and began to look in the cupboards for some glasses. Once they were found you opened the wine bottle and poured the liquid. Handing one over to Scott, you sipped on yours for a second. 

“Stuffed bell peppers and roasted potatoes,” you replied. 

“Oh that sounds like heaven and good too because I’m starving,” he commented. You laughed in response and lifted the glass to drink some more of the wine.  

“I’m gonna get dressed so make yourself at home,” you told him, grabbing your glass and quickly racing to your bedroom. Once inside you began to strip from your clothes and get into the ones you had laid out on the bed. As you were placing on your shoes you noticed an old picture of you and Luke looking happily at each other. It was rested between two other pictures on your nightstand. In one quick movement you had snatched the picture from its spot and dropped it inside the drawer. 

“She’s cute isn’t she?” you smiled. Your words had startled Scott and he jumped in his spot before turning towards you. He had been looking at a picture of you and Raine. 

“Yeah-she looks adorable. How old is she again?” he questioned, walking over to you and giving you a kiss.

“One and for a toddler that barely knows more than ten words she will talk your ear off,” you joked. Your hand slid down to grab Scott’s and you pulled him towards the couch. 

“Well she sounds lovely,” he said, resting his hand on your knee. “How was your day?” Scott questioned, drinking some more of the alcohol. You made a tiny noise that could be considered a whimper and his eyes crinkled in curiosity. “That bad?” he laughed, draping his arm over the couch. 

“More so frustrating. It was like everyone that came in had a stick up their butt or something,” you sighed. You hummed then shook the thoughts from your head. “What about you?” you asked.

“Much better now that I’m seeing you,” Scott said. You smiled at his words and moved closer to him. “You know what’ll take your mind off your bad day?” he said. 

“Hmm what?” you smiled, biting onto your bottom lip. Scott had moved closer to you too and his eyes were flickering from your eyes to your lips. 

“Some kissing and cuddling,” he whispered, dipping his head low to give you two quick pecks. You grinned at his words and pulled him into another kiss. His hand moved to rest at your hip and you moved closer even more as the kiss grew a lot more passionate. The sounds of you two kissing echoed around the living room and the tension in the room became heated. Not too long after you were straddling Scott and the two of you had began an intense make out. Breaths shallow, hands roaming, and lips trailing across your skin. You knew at some point you’d have to pull away to take the food out the oven, but as for now you were enjoying this. Scott pulled away from the kiss and his mouth attached at your neck. You let out a soft moan as he sucked on a sweet spot. Your body going slack against his in pleasure. 

There was a loud knock on the door and the kissing stopped for a second. “Ignore it,” you gasped, leaning down to kiss along Scott’s jaw. You rocked your hips against his and he was the one to moan this time. Another knock sounded out around the apartment, but it was longer this time. 

“I think you should get that,” Scott chuckled. You groaned in response and your head fell into the crook of his neck in defeat. A sigh left your lips and you climbed off of him. 

“Can you take the food out the oven while I answer that,” you softly requested, giving him one more kiss before heading to the door. You straightened out your clothes once you were in front of the door. Once you unlocked the door you opened it, the smile on your face fading as your eyes came in contact with the very familiar blue ones. 

You couldn’t believe your eyes, but there leaning against your door frame with a smirk on his lips was Luke.

Wanna Bet? [Daryl Dixon x Reader]

Word Count: 1,080

Prompt:  “We made a bet, and you lost. Now you have to do it.”

Warnings: Violence. Language. Fluff

a/n: this was supposed to be a drabble… oops

Originally posted by steals-dreams

“Daryl, I think I want to start learning how to use a crossbow. I’m tired of having to use my knife all the time, I’ve been too close to death before because of it.” You approach Daryl. The two of you are on a run together to gather more baby supplies for Judith, since she was only born a couple of weeks ago and she’s already running low on formula.

A few minutes ago, in an attempt to kill a walker that was standing in front of the bottles, it had grabbed your hand before you had the chance to stab it, successfully making you drop your knife. Daryl saved you, thankfully, but all you can think about is how nice it would be to be able to kill walkers without having to actually get near them.

“Learnin’ how ‘ta shoot a bow is hard as shit. It’s gon’ take a while.” Daryl shakes his head, a small smile creeping on to his lips. You two haven’t been together too long, only for a few weeks at most (although you’re not really sure- no one keeps track of time anymore), but you’ve noticed the little things about him, and whenever you take interest in things that he likes is one of them. He knows that he is a loved and valuable member of the group, but you know that he still occasionally struggles with the feeling as if he is unwanted and disliked. So whenever you do things like this, despite it being for a genuine good reason, it always makes him happy.

“You never know, Daryl. I could be a natural.” You shrug your shoulders, grabbing the bottles and formula off the shelf. There are so many different brands and kinds, but since baby Judith can be quite the picky eater at times, you’ve learned that taking everything available is the best option.

“I doubt it. Shootin’ bows don’t come naturally to no one.” Daryl snorts. “Took me years ‘ta get this good.”

“You must have just not been a natural then, huh.” You tease him. “I bet you that I could shoot your bow right now and get a good shot on one of those walkers outside.”

“Whatever.” Daryl shakes his head, finishing filling up his bag. It’s almost over spilling at this point. “I bet ‘ya can’t.”

“Is that a challenge?” You raise your eyebrows at him. “Well, it’s on. Hand me your bow.”

“I’m gonna win this bet, ‘ya know that, right?” Daryl stares at you.

“I’m so confident in my skills that I’m placing a wager on this. If I get a shot on the walker, you have to cook my food for a week. I’m sick and tired of burning my hands on that fire trying to heat up my food.” You tell Daryl. In reality, you’re not confident at all. You know there is a huge chance that you’re going to shoot that bow and miss by a long shot. But, Daryl’s complete and utter non-confidence in you sparked a fire. Your inner competitiveness came out, and here you are, placing a bet over something you know damn well you can’t do.

“That’s easy as hell, couldn’t come up with a harder one?” Daryl lets out an airy laugh. “And if I win, and I know I will, ‘ya have to take my night watch up in the tower tonight.”

“Deal.” You smile. You shake his hand, sealing the bet you just made. You’re so screwed.

Daryl and you walk out of the small grocery store, loading up your bags of baby things into his motorcycle before he hands you his bow. You look at it intimidated before you grab it out of his hands, taking a deep breath.

You look around for a walker, seeing one walking around the side of the building. It hasn’t spotted you two yet, giving you the perfect advantage. You try and attempt to cock the stirrup, but the setting that Daryl has it set on is too weighted, and you can’t pull it back.

“Daryl, this is unfair. I can’t even pull it back.” You pout.

“That’s losing fair and square.” Daryl shrugs. “Can’t pull back the arrow, aint my fault.”

“Daryl,” You glare at him, and he sighs.

“The stakes are goin’ up ‘cause of this…” He grumbles. He takes the bow back from your hands, adjusting the weight so you can pull it back with ease. “Ya gotta sleep in my cell with me for the next week now, too.”

“That’s a punishment?” You raise your eyebrows. “Sounds like a treat to me.”

You lift the crossbow up, closing one eye to get better accuracy to shoot the walker, just as you’ve seen Daryl do in the past. You draw back the stirrup, releasing the trigger once you are satisfied with your aim. Much to your surprise, it actually goes where you were aiming- right in its forehead.

“No fuckin’ way,” Daryl groans out.

“Told you I’d be a natural.” You wink at him and kiss his cheek. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll still sleep in your cell for the week. I would’ve done that anyways- don’t be shy to ask me stuff. But, you’re totally still cooking my food for me.”

“Nah, that was cheatin’.” Daryl grins at you. “Ya had me lessen the weight.”

“Nope, I won fair and square.” You shake your head. “We made a bet, and you lost. Now you have to do it.”

“You’re a pain in my ass sometimes, ya know that?” Daryl laughs and brings you into a kiss. His lips move against yours at a slow pace, neither one of you had dared to go any further than small, simple kisses. He was already nervous about getting into a relationship in the first place, so you are not rushing him. The kisses he gives you are perfect.

“Alright, alright, ‘ya professional hunter,” Daryl pulls away. “Go get that arrow outta his head, and we can get outta here. We can start lessons tomorrow.”

“Mhm.” You peck his lips one more time. “Can’t wait for my delicious dinner tonight, babe.”

“Ah, whatever.” Daryl laughs, and you pick up the arrow before setting it back into its rightful place. “You’re lucky I like ‘ya.”

“You’re right.” You grin. “I am lucky.”


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So my father’s side of the family doesn’t really ‘get’ trans stuff. So I was dreading their reaction to me, Alex, and the fact there’s a baby on the way.

Well, I feel guilty for doubting them - they’ve come to visit and they’ve brought us 3 bags, and a box FULL of baby things! Just about everything we could ever need! Clothes, bottles, a baby ‘grobag’, diapers, a diaper bin, towels, blankets, mittens, booties, hats, bibs…you name it, they gave it us. I’m in awe. And most of it is 1. Gender neutral like we wanted and 2. ADORABLE. They even gave us socks for him that say ‘I love my daddy’ which is??? Incredible.

I’m awed.

Imagine Dean bonding with a baby

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: swearing, so much fluff, Dean Winchester with a baby, some angst

A/N: This is one of my four entries for SPN Family Love and Acceptance Day! I thought that this was a pretty cute idea about spreading the love, so I wrote it. This is also completely unedited, so I apologize for any errors.

“Dean!” you yelled at your boyfriend.

You took the machete in your hand and swung it right through the vamp that almost blindsided him.

“Thanks, Y/N,” Dean said with a lopsided grin as the monster’s head fell to the floor.

Before you had a chance to berate Dean for his stupidity, a loud shriek tore through the air.

Both you and Dean went on high alert. Machete’s raised as the two of your crept towards the noise.

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Blossom ~ An Avenger’s Story (1/15)

Originally posted by midnightinparis

AU Summary: After the events on Bosnia-Herzegovina, Y/N escapes the explosion and meets an unlikely ally and hides away with him. But it’s only a matter of time before the child with her grows up. Will she go back to being an Avenger?

Notes: I’m really excited for this okay. and im sorry if i suck at book summaries lmao. anyway, here’s the next series. i hope you guys like it. 

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An old couple found them in the woods. She was passed out, almost dead with the child still clutched tightly to her chest. Her bloody skin almost purple from the cold. Had it not been for the baby’s cries, they would have died in the middle of a forest in Serbia. When she woke up, Y/N was wrapped in a thick wool blanket, all her wounds cleaned and dressed, with the old lady holding onto the child, humming it to sleep with a foreign lullabye. The old couple didn’t speak any English but they seem like they understand Y/N’s situation. They fed them, cared for them and let them stay in their small house near the woods until Y/N was strong enough to travel again. The old hunter who found them in the woods took the both of them into town where Y/N continued on her journey. She thanked the old couple for their help and went on her way again. She made sure not to use any of her abilities in fear that it might draw attention to her and the child.

Y/N and the child reached Belgrade, capital of Serbia, carrying a small amount of money, clothes and supplies given to them by the old couple. There, Y/N found a job on a small pub ran by Englishmen, which also offered her lodging. Throughout their stay in Belgrade, Y/N introduced the child as her own. And when the child is reaching it’s first year, Y/N packed their things and traveled east to Romania.

When they reached Craiova, Y/N struggled with hiding their true identities. They lacked papers and documents. There was no way they could identify themselves. So she kept going east. Hopefully, she’ll find something in the capital.

She was wrong.

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Frederik Andersen - Home

Originally posted by mattsmartin

Idk if this was the kind of fluff you were wanting but I hope you like it! I had some fun with it since you left it kind of open on what you wanted :)

Request from @onedayaurlwillbefree :  Hi, can I request a Freddie Andersen imagine? I just want fluff and cuteness, and maybe some cuddles?

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Psa: @dogsignalfire is an angel and super helpful and I think, granted I’m allowed to, I will be getting a Dumeril’s boa once I have space(which could be very soon) I’m so excited to (hopefully) get a chubby dirt baby!

Not your queen

Gifs not mine ——> Credit to the owner

Requests open

thor x reader request where you break up because of him going back to asgard and apparently getting married but he comes back in 2 years midgard time and now reader is with steve

“So this it? You are just going to leave me here?” She screams at me while I’m packing one bag in order to go back to Asgard.

“Baby… you know how this things are. My father needs me inmediatly for me to take the throne. It’s my destiny” I try to make her understand me but she is a mess behind me. As I face her I can see that she is crying, I try to reach her but as soon as I touch her she flinches at me.

“I can go with you Thor” She exclaims with one last straw of hope. I can’t do that, she is a Midgardian. My father will never accept her in Asgard and never for her to be by my side rulling the kingdoms. Also the people would make a rebellion against it so I can’t take her with me now.

“I will come back for you baby. I just need to establish some things and when the time is right I will come back for you, we will marry and you’ll become queen by my side” She moves to the side of my bed where a picture of us is on a frame. Maybe she will give it to me, as I was going to reach it she throws the frame to the window making it break into a million pieces.

“That’s bullshit and you know it. When are you going to come back for me? In a year? Five? When I’m 65 years? You know what, go. I don’t want to see you anymore Thor. Have fun being king without a queen by your side” She leaves the room leaving me with a broken heart. I know that she is sad and angry but I didn’t want to leave her like this. I decide to leave her a note on our bed telling her how sorry I am and promising her that I will be back sooner than she expects. Also I take the photograph of the broken frame, the photo was taken by Natasha as we went shopping one day. (Y/N) was holding a big box of Pop Tarts and I was holding her in my arms excited to see the box and her holding it. Natasha decided that we were too cute and she take us the picture without us realizing it.


Apparently my “sooner than she will realize” transformed in the things she predicted when she was too mad. I have try to contact her but every try has been a negative one. I have been the king of Asgard and the kingdoms for almost 6 months, according Heimdal she is doing okay and in Midgard it have been almost two years of my departure. My thoughts were interrupted by one of my security man’s telling me that Heimdal is asking for my presence.

I make my way to the Bifröst, he only calls me when Midgard is in problems or if (Y/N) is sick or something has happened to her while one of the Avengers mission. Worried I get to him.

“I think that you need to go to Midgard Thor to see your significant one” What? Has something happened to her? “She’s okay but you need to speak with her” I nod as I start preparing everything for my quickly departure.


As I arrive to the Avengers tower I can see that almost everything is the way it used to be, what makes me doubt myself is all the noise as I make my way up in the elevator. Probably it is one of Stark’s parties. As the elevator doors opened everyone turn themselves at my sight and Stark is the first known face that I encounter

“T Boy! What are you doing here?” He gives me a handshake and hug as a welcome.

“I came to see (Y/N). I think that a lot has happened and I have tried to communicate with her but apparently she doesn’t want to speak to me” He starts playing with his hands, a habit of fear and nervous of him. “Is she alright? Hemdal told me that I needed to see her”

“Yeah… she is okay. Actually… Thor I don’t know how to say this but…” As Tony was speaking a round of applauses interrupted him and I can see the Captain Rogers in the stage and everybody is applauding him. He starts thanking everybody for coming and then he asks the presence of (Y/N) in the stage with him.. but why?

(Y/N) hops into the stage, I can’t believe it. She’s even prettier now… She’s wearing a beautiful long black dress that leaves free her beautiful and long legs. Now that I realize the Captain is wearing a black suit, maybe this party that I crashed is a formal one and I’m not even dressed properly.

“Me and (Y/N) have a great announcement for all of you. This is not just another party…actually this is our engagement party!” The room erupts in claps and cheers but my only response is to keep looking at her. Steve takes her in his arms and kiss her passionately. She is with another man… and that man is the Captain. And they are going to marry…

“Sorry T… I tried to tell you but it was too late” Tony tries to cheer me up but there is nothing that could cheer me up… my queen is marrying another man. As a clue she turns around and we lock eyes. She instantly takes Steve by the arm while he supports her. I give her a little smile but she turns her back ignoring me…

“How long they have been together Tony?” I ask him fearing the answer

“Thor I think that’s information that you need to get from her” I say no with my head pleading him with my eyes to answer me “He was the one to help her get out from her room when you leave her… they started to hang out a lot and altought they want to go slow everything happened so fast. Steve fall for her hard, and they started dating six months after your departure, yesterday he propose to her and she say yes” He posionates his hand on my back giving me a little clap

“Is she happy?” He nods and I can only smile a little

“Truly… I think they are made to be. Your departure broke her and he took all the broken pieces and made a masterpiece. I’m so sorry Thor but you are too late” I nod again accepting all the things that Tony is telling me

“Maybe she is not my queen anymore but his… Just tell her that I will always love her and I wish the best for both” This time he is the one who nods as I tell my goodbyes to him and leave the building going back to Asgard, where I will need to learn to have fun being king without my queen by my side…

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5 Things Tag

Tagged by: @honeyheonie

5 things you’ll find in my bag

  1. Phone 
  2. Wallet for paper bills and another one for coins
  3. Journal and Watercolor Pad and Sketch Pad 
  4. Perfume
  5. Makeup bag (shit ton of lipstick and loose (baby) powder

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom

  1. Bed 😒
  2. Vanity mirror (idk what it’s called)
  3. Books,magazines and albums
  4. Scented oils and burner
  5. Art Materials

5 things I’ve always wanted to do  

  1. To  travel 
  2. Get a tattoo
  3. Can I wish to see mi idols
  4. Be more productive
  5. To paint more beautifully

5 things that make me feel happy

  1. 😘😘😘😘😘😘💞💞💞💞
  2. Writing, editing
  3. My friends
  4. Music
  5. Making trash art

5 things I’m currently into

  1. 😘😘😘😘😘😘💞💞💞💞💞
  2. Kpop (Mostly Monsta X)
  3. Writing and editing
  4. Reading
  5. Doing a small research about human personality and studying a year early for my licensure examination

5 things on my to-do list

  1. Finish college
  2. Pass my licensure examination in one take
  3. Take Psychology
  4. Take and finish masteral for education and for psychology
  5. See 😘😘😘😘💞💞💞

Im tagging:

@jooheonster @kkngie @laviette @babywoon @hyungjooki @jinkimon @urmomstax @minpuphyuk @cngkyns @momomochiiii 


REQUEST 81 ~ Labour (co-written)

A/n: Hey guys so you may have noticed that there have been quite a few imagines that have been submitted. This request was co written by that amazing person. So enjoy.

Here we go. This is the start of Dan and I’s life changing forever. I was slowly making my way out of the lounge as Dan was scrambling around out the flat to find everything we packed for today. Baby bag and extra clothes for the two of us.

“Dan come on! This baby is gonna pop out of me sooner or later!” I yell from the front door. I hear him run around the house for a little bit before seeing him make his way to me.

He’s got the baby bag, the backpack with our things in them and one of his bags, probably with the laptop in it or something. “Okay, let’s do this. You ready to go?” He asks.

I may be in a hell of a lot of pain, but I still have enough will power to sass Dan “I’ve been ready. You? I’m not sure. The baby? They’ve been waiting to pop out for quite some time now. Lets go!” I hold his hand as we make our way to the car.

Dan makes sure I get in on my side alright, and I do. And then he runs over to his side and he starts the car. I look behind me to the baby seat we have set up early (for this exact situation) and I just can’t believe we’ll actually have a baby to put in that seat soon.

The ride to the hospital is short, but it honestly feels like forever due to the long and painful contractions. But in the end this is all going to be so worth it.

Dan pulls up to the front entrance and I’m rolled into the hospital and up to my room. The doctor and nurses immediately take my vitals and check on the baby. Another contraction sweeps across me, tears filling my eyes.

Dan comes up next to me and grabs hold of my hand stroking it lovingly. “Another contraction?” He asked worriedly. I nodded and breathed through the pain.

“Ok Mrs howell, you are doing amazingly but at the moment your cervix is only dilated to 4 centimetres.” The nurse informed me, I nodded but Dan was still confused.

“What does that mean?” He asked, I groaned and took a deep breath, “it means, I can’t start pushing until my cervix is dilated to at least 8 to 10 centimetres.” The nurse smiled softly at me before checking the monitors I was connected to.

The nurse left the room, telling us that she would be back in a few minutes to check on me again. Dan was sat next to me in the chair placed by the bed. Meanwhile i was pacing around the room, well waddling, trying to ease the pain. Before the nurse left she gave me a gas and air pump to help, but so far all it did was make me feel kind of giggly. 

“Have you thought about anymore names?” I asked Dan as i leaned against the bed. He looked up and grinned. “Yeah, i came up with a few but i really like this one name.” 

“What is it?” 

“Y/c/n.” I looked up and smiled softly, “I love it.” 

Dan stood up and gave me a hug, but as he made contact another shooting pain hit, i cried out, scaring Dan in the process. He helped me lay back on the bed. “I just want her out of me!” I complained. 

“I know baby, it won’t be long now, just, um, keep taking deep breaths.” Dan soothed wiping my forehead. 

The nurse came back and checked on me once again. “How are you feeling Mrs Howell?” 

“Not good, i just want this to be over.” She nodded and checked over my vitals once more. 

“Ok, so your cervix has dilated even more, it is now at 7 centimetres which is really good, it just needs to dilate another centimetre and then you can start pushing.” 

“Ok, oh god, i hope it happens soon.”

Another 20 minutes passed and i was in even more pain than before. The gas and air had become ineffective. The nurse entered the room, this time being followed by two or three others and a doctor. 

“Mrs Howell, i’m Dr King, it’s lovely to meet you. Now let’s see if your cervix is fully dilated yet.”

“Good news, y/n, your cervix has fully dilated. Are you ready to push now?” He asked. I nodded immediately and gripped Dan’s hand bracing for the most painful experience i will most likely have. All the staff in the room moved about quickly, saying things that i personally didn’t understand. All i could think about right now was pushing my baby out of me as fast as possible. 

My legs were placed onto a pair of rests, holding them open. Dan pulled my hair out of my face and secured it in a hairband. 

“y/n, i want you to push when i say, do you want to know when she’s coming?” 

I shook my head and took a deep breath. 

“Ok, y/n. Push!” 

I squeezed my eyes shut and cried out as i tried to push her out. 


“Come y/n, push!” The doctor urged. I pushed even harder, practically screaming out as i did. My grip on Dan hand tightened and i could hear Dan yelp in pain. 

“Breath, now push.” I took a shaky breath and pushed again.


Dan kissed my head and held my other hand as well.

“Come on baby, you can do this.” He said smiling.


I pushed once more at the doctors command.

“That’s it y/n, your nearly done, one more big push!” 

I screamed out as i pushed with the last remaining strength i still had. 

Suddenly, my cries weren’t the only ones in the room. The sound of an infants filled my ears. 

“You did it y/n, you did it. Our baby is here.” Dan smiled kissing my lips and tearing up. 

The nurses called Dan over to cut the umbilical cord. They then cleaned her off and wrapped her in a small blanket before handing her to me. I began crying as soon as i saw her. I know everyone says that their child is the best thing of their life and i agree. She is beautiful. Her head already had a few tufts of brown hair and her face looked so similar to Dan’s. Dan came up beside me, tears in his eyes as well. 

“Look at what we made y/n, she’s so beautiful.” I nodded and kissed her forehead.

“I love you y/n”

“I love you too Dan.” 

Finally, we have our perfect little family.

tagged by @sutoroberi

Rules: You’ll have to tag 15 people at the end of this challenge

Five things you’ll find in my bag:

◆ lip balm 
◆ umbrella
◆ baby wipes
◆ artificial sweetener
◆ wallet

Five things you’ll find in my bedroom:  

◆ posters and art photos
◆ too many makeup brushes 
◆ books
◆ earphones, headphones, chargers etc.
◆ stuffed animals

Five things I’ve always wanted to do:

◆ eating without gaining weight

◆ have many tattoos

◆ see my fav band live

◆ travel

Five things that make me feel happy:  

◆ my boyfriend
◆ my friends

Five things I’m currently into:

◆ makeup

◆ baking

Five things on my to-do list:

◆ getting all the makeup 

◆ reach my weight goal

◆ pretty much fixing everything I don’t like on me

◆ tattoo

◆ baking & makeup school one day 

I tag: @thedemons-diary @nyxialux @paranoid–princess @grldemon

Mates Part 2 - Barry Allen Imagine

Rating: PG

Warnings: pregnancy, slight mention of dangerous situation

Summary: Part 2 to Mates . Barry recounts his most memorable memories from your first few months of pregnancy.

Word Count: 1448

Notes Because the first part was in first person, the second part is,too. I am not changing my writing style.

“Pregnant?” I gasped. “You’re pregnant?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I am.” (Y/n) avoided my eyes. “I am so sorry. I know we weren’t planning anything, but-”

I held her shoulders. “No! I’m not mad. I’m,” I laughed and lifted her into the air, “I’m the complete opposite!” I hugged my wife close to my chest. “I am happy, excited. I’m-I’m-” I beamed. “I’m going to be a father,” I whispered. I held (Y/n)’s shoulders. “You’re going to be a mother. A brilliant one.” I smiled.

(Y/n) blinked through her tears. “You’re-You’re not mad?”

“Mad?” I laughed. “No, no. No, I would never be mad.” I kissed her forehead, letting my lips linger. “I love you. And-and a child, a new little person in this household. That… Wow, and I thought our life now was perfect. Now, we’re gonna have a little pup!”

She laughed. “A pup, Barry?”

“Yeah!” I pulled her to me by the waist and leaned my forehead against hers. “I am a werewolf, remember?”

“Oh, yes, I remember that.”

“Well…” I placed my hand on her stomach. I sighed. My child was in there. Right there. “This child is a child of a wolf, therefore, a pup.” I laughed.

“You’re a dork.”

“Your dork.”

She shook her head. “Better hope that this pup of yours will be as patient as I am.”

I nodded. “Our pup will be just like you.”

“What if I want our pup to be like you?”

I shrugged. “Ok, compromise. Our pup, our child.” I tingled just hearing myself say it. “He, she can be like both of us.” My body shook with happiness and joy. I let go of my wife and howled right at the ceiling. I laughed. “Woohoo!” I jumped around as (Y/n)’s laughter swirled around me. “Barry!” she cried.

“(Y/n),” I whined, mocking her tone. “Sorry, I just… I can’t help it!” I beamed. “See, even the wolf side of me loves the idea of a new pup.”

“Hey, don’t you apologize for anything,” the future mother of my pup chastised. She gasped. “We need to tell everyone! We’re pregnant!” She giggled. “I mean, I’m pregnant.”

“We’re having a pup.”

She laughed. “You’re never letting that nickname go, are you?”

“Nope!” With a yelp, I lifted her into the air. “A child, (Y/n). We’re going to be parents.”

“Yes. Yes, we are.”

As the weeks passed, everyone she and I knew went out of their way to help us. “Iris, you don’t have to,” I told her.

“I want to, and you can’t stop me,” she commented with a smile.

I shook my head.


I turned around and grinned. “Hey, you. What are you doing up here?”

(Y/n) smiled. “Checking on the nursery. Obviously. No, Barry Allen, I want to smell paint fumes.”

I looked at her pointedly. “Hey, that’s our pup in there.” I kissed her forehead and rubbed her stomach.

Iris and she rolled her eyes. My sister climbed down the ladder and flicked some paint right at my shirt. “That is one hell of a nickname.”

My wife laughed. “It is, but, gotta admit, it’s growing on me.”

“Really?” I crossed my arms

“Kinda.” She shrugged. “We still need to come up with a name.”

“You mean pup,” I corrected her.

She slapped my arm. “I meant a name, like on the birth certificate.”

“Iris Jr. has a nice ring to it,” the reporter joked. “Named after the beautiful flower and the awesome aunt-to-be.”

I laughed. “Love you very much Iris but-”

“No,” my wife finished. “Very nice name, but I think it’s for… Barry?”

I breathed through my teeth. “Another child. Hey, you can name your own kid Iris Jr.”

Iris shrugged. “Iris Jr. West-something.” She nodded. “That sounds pretty good. Anyway, (Y/n), Cait and I were going to go to the new restaurant in town. Wanna come with us?”

Before I could say anything, (Y/n) beat me to it. “Sure! Let me go get my things.”

“Don’t forget the baby bag,” I added.

My wife kissed my cheek and reminded me, “Barry, I’m only two months along. I’m sure I won’t need to go into labor yet.” She laughed.

I reasoned, “That baby is a pup, therefore new things happen every day.”

She rolled her eyes. “Love you, Barry Allen.”

“Love you, too, (Y/n) Allen.” When she was out the door and shouted, “Love our pup, too!” I could hear the groans from the front door. With a shake of my head, I closed the door and leaned against it. How was life like this for me? It was too great. Too amazing. Too perfect. I had amazing friends, a loving wife, and a pup on the way. A child. My child. The next Allen. I shook my head.I couldn’t ask for more.

While cleaning up the house, the phone rang.



“Caitlin? Is everything ok? Where’s-”

“She’s trying to help.”

I gulped. “Where are you?”

“Little Persia. On LittleLeaf and East.”

I dropped the phone and rushed to the location. With my superspeed, time seemed to slow down. I could only think about one person. (Y/n) Allen.

I rushed right into the building. “(Y/n)!” I rushed around and found her. She was leaning down, helping someone. But, to be honest, I didn’t pay attention to the person she was helping. I rushed her outside.

“Barry? What are you doing?”

“Stay here.”


I growled, “Stay,” and rushed back to help.

Safe to say, my wife wasn’t too happy about the day’s events.

“I was helping people, Barry.”

“You were putting yourself in danger.”

“Like you do every day?”

“(Y/n), you need to stay safe.”

“I was safe. The meta wasn’t even near the building.”

“You have to be as far from metas as possible.”

“Like you?” She sighed. “Barry, I am the wife of a werewolf. I don’t think it’s possible for me to be completely out of danger.”

“What about our child. (Y/n), if you get hurt-”

“I wasn’t in danger!”

“(Y/n), think about our child!”

“Then, you do the same!”

I froze. “What? What do you mean by that? I am thinking about our child. That’s why I want you safe.”

My wife shook her head. “And what about you?”


“No! You know what it feels like to have you running around everywhere?” She had tears in her eyes, and I felt my chest ache. She groaned. “Barry, you’re the father of my child, my husband, my mate! Whenever you go out saving lives, I… I have to wait here.” She inhaled and shivered. “I have to wait to hear from you again. What if one day you don’t come back for hours, and-and Cait or Iris or someone else calls me and tells me something horrible? Tell me, what am I su-”

“(Y/n),” I sighed. I wrapped my arms around her quivering form. But, then again, I wasn’t sure who was quivering at that point. “(Y/n), I can’t quit being a superhero.”

“I know that. I just…” She pursed her lips. “I don’t know. It’s just this… this feeling when you leave. When I see you go out the door, I just don’t know what to do. I can’t- What if our child grows up without-”

“Not going to happen. Hey,” I lifted her chin and smiled at her, “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” I peered down at her stomach. “And nothing can keep me away from the two of you.”

(Y/n) grit her teeth. She placed her hand over my own. “How do you know that? How-How can you be so sure?”

I beamed. “I…” I shook my head. “(Y/n), you remember the first time we met?”

“Of course. The burning building. The meta. The hero that saved me.” She gazed up at me.

I brushed her hair away from her face. “All statistics, all physics, all logic said I couldn’t save you in time. The building’s structure was collapsing. You were too far. There was no time. And yet, yet I have never run faster in my life.”

She laughed a little.

“(Y/n),” I continued, “I can’t ensure that I’ll never be hurt, but I’m always going back to you. To you and our little pup.” I smiled.

(Y/n) grinned and held gripped my hand. “I love you.”

“And I love you, too. So much. You are my mates after all.”

She laughed that beautiful laugh and hugged me tightly. “Right, more werewolf nicknames.”

I kissed the top of her head. “Me, my mate, and our pup.”

Hello! I’m baaaaack! Anyway, sorry for such the long delay. I’ve had to write/direct/star in this big project that my teacher kinda dumped on me two weeks before the performance… Yeah so I’m back! I should be working on my math presentation, but I don’t want to! I’ll work on it after this.

Anyway, everyone who’s stuck with me, hope you like it! Have a wonderful week! And good luck with finals/tests/studying/projects!

EDIT:  Part 3 is up and running!

Auston Matthews #9

Requested by Anon:  I adore your imagine, can I please have an Austin Matthews imagine where your babysitting your little sister (5 months old) and he wants to spend time with you so he comes over to help out please. [Thank you so much!! Here you go.:) Enjoy!]

Word count: 938

Originally posted by calgaryinferno

“Aus, I told you, I really can’t go out, babe.” You said into the phone.

“And I told you, I’m coming over.” He said and you could hear him frown, like something is bothering him, “I’ve taken care of my sister before.”

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