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Possessive/Obsessive Spouse Sentence Starters

“You’re mine. Don’t forget that. You promised.”
“Til death to us part. That’s what our vows said.”
“Did you really think this would ‘get better’ after we married?”
“I’m allowed to be obsessed with you, I’m your husband/wife.”
“You should quit your job. You know I can take care of you.”
“Don’t go in today. Stay in bed with me.”
“Mine, mine, mine…”
“No. You can’t go out tonight.”
“I don’t care if you’re just friends. I don’t want you seeing them again.”
“Do I have to lock you up, darling?”
“You will never have to worry about anything ever again. I’ll make sure of it.”
“I’ve been fair to you so far, haven’t I?”
“You’ve been such a good wife/husband so far. Don’t get silly ideas now.”
“I called your work and told them you quit. Now you’ll never have to leave~”
“Where are you going? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You’re late. Tell me what you were doing.”
“You had better not be lying to me, darling…”
“If I find out you’re cheating on me, I’ll kill him/her.”
“You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“I still can’t believe how perfect you are.”
“I worship you.”
“No one else is allowed to see you like this.”
“This sight is for my eyes only. Don’t forget that.”
“ I’m going to hunt down the person that was your first…so that they know you’re mine now.”
“I want people to see the marks I leave on you. So they know you’re taken.”
“You belong to me and no one else.”

mcknighty9  asked:

Tell me a bedtime story.

His father told him: “Do not fly too high, because the sun will melt your wings, and you will fall. Do not fly too low because the salt water will soften the wax, and you will fall.”

He didn’t listen, because he never listened. He didn’t listen.

If he had - he would have realized. No matter what, he falls.

He falls.


Apollo was very pretty. He kissed Icarus’s skin and called him a darling boy, and soon every time sunlight hit his skin it felt like a lover’s touch. He said come to me, come to me, and I will worship you, my days are full and busy and I will not have much time for you - but my nights are yours.

Who could refuse a god? Who could have god offer to worship them when they are nothing more than an aging inventor’s child, and say no?

If he’d listened to his father, he would have known - the sun never truly sets, there is no night, only places where the sun is absent.

Maybe if he’d listened to his father he could have refused Apollo, could have told the golden god of sunlight that he was happy where he was.

(He wasn’t, but if Apollo was going to lie to him it only seemed fair that Icarus did it in return.)

But he never listens.


So Icarus flies too high, leaving his father behind. He thinks if he can fly high enough fast enough then Apollo will be able to catch him, pluck him from the struggles of this mortal world.

But Apollo doesn’t come for him, and his wings melt. He goes crashing into the sea, and he doesn’t even have the time to tell his father he’s sorry.

He would have told his father that he was sorry.


He doesn’t die.

Poseidon is powerful and curious and considers Icarus to be a beautiful, curious thing.

Icarus did not know he was beautiful. Poseidon runs powerful hands over his hips, and Icarus doesn’t think Poseidon and Apollo know the same definition of beauty that he does.

When he thinks of beauty he thinks of his father’s machines, of stone walls that have been smoothed down so perfectly that they almost shine silver, of shadows dancing elegantly from a fire’s grasp.

He doesn’t think he’s any of these things. He doesn’t know what they mean when they call him beautiful, but he doesn’t think he likes it.


He is tired. Poseidon is very demanding, and every time the god comes to his bed Icarus feels likes he’s dying. It would be easier if Poseidon were a worse man, but he’s kind and thorough and Icarus always ends up having been satisfied but never really feeling satisfied.

He expects Poseidon’s wife to be angry with him, to hate him. He bumps into Amphitrite in the hall once. He bows low at the waist immediately, “I’m deeply sorry, my lady.” He wonders if she’ll kill him. He wonders if he’ll care.

She laughs, and it sounds like calm waves lapping at a shore. She presses two fingers underneath his chin and forces him to rise, then gently tilts his head to the side so she can see the trail of bite marks her husband has left down his neck. “Better you than me, my dear.” She pats his cheek twice and walks away.

What does that mean?


He doesn’t know how long he’s been here. Not more than a decade, he thinks, though he hasn’t aged.

Nothing ever changes. The bite marks never truly fade before Poseidon adds more.

Icarus waits for Poseidon to be slumbering beside him one night before wrapping the sheet around his hips and tip toeing out of the room. He doesn’t hesitate before stepping outside of the palace walls, and instantly he’s drowning. He’s so deep in the sea that it’s a toss up about what kills him first, the pressure on his tender organs or the lack of air in his lungs.

Not that it truly matters. No matter what, Icarus dies.


He wakes up. Again.

“My lady,” he greets, bowing before a goddess with skin the color of potting soil and hair the richest red, like rubies, or - “Pomegranates,” he finishes, and Persephone, queen of the underworld, smiles.

She says, “I’ve had my eye on you.”

She says, “Amphitrite speaks well of you.”

She says, “I am gone six months out the year. My husband gets lonely.”

He’s dead. There’s nowhere else for him to go.

“Okay,” he says.


The snow begins to melt. Persephone leaves, and the underworld itself seems to mourn her absence. He waits tense in his room that first night, but no one comes.

Nor the second night.

Nor the third.

He can think of nothing more unpleasant than Persephone’s wrath, so on the fourth night he goes to Hades’s room. When the god answers he bows low and says, “Your wife the Lady Persephone sent me.”

Icarus doesn’t dare look up when Hades says, “My brother is quite cross with me. He came demanding you back. I was willing to hand you over, but my wife said she had use of you.”

He can’t return to Poseidon. It’s cold and dark and makes him feel worthless. Even if Hades is a harsh lover, he’s better than his brother. “She wishes me to provide you company. She says you get lonely.”

“Does she,” Hades drawls, and Icarus cringes. “Boy, look at me when I’m speaking to you.”

So Icarus does. Hades has nothing to the perfect symmetrical beauty of Apollo, nor the wild strength and power of Poseidon. Hades has skin like bleached wood and hair the color of machine oil, with dark, expressive eyes and a nose a little too strong for his face.

He looks like a person. Like Icarus’s father might have looked as a younger man. Like Icarus might have looked if he was allowed to grow old. He looks beautiful.

“Come with me,” he sighs, “if my wife wants you to keep me company, then you shall.”


He follows Hades around everyday. As he maintains the circles of the underworld, the lost souls, attends to the gods and other non-dead things that make their home in his domain.

Icarus starts helping. Hades is without his queen, and what he would normally do with her he now does alone. So Icarus looks over the passenger logs for ferry over the River Styx, addresses the complaints that are grave enough to filter their way through the palace, and when Hades looks particularly tense and lost Icarus brings him pomegranates.

Hades still doesn’t sleep with him.

Icarus doesn’t know if he’s disappointed by that or not, but he thinks he’s happy here.


“You know,” Hades says one day while they’re looking over reports, “they call you Thanatos.”

Death god. “Why?” he demands. He’s not afraid of Hades anymore. When Hades is upset he screams and yells, then he goes and sits in the garden Persephone made for him. He doesn’t lash out to hurt.

Hades smiles and doesn’t answer.


Icarus is there to help Persephone off of the ferry. “He’s missed you,” he says, holding out his arm for her to use as balance while she steps out of the boat.

She raises an eyebrow, “You know, they used to call me Kore.” She stands on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek, “Thank you, Thanatos.”


Two hundred years later, in the midst of summer, Icarus gathers his courage and kisses Hades while both their hands are stained with ink and another war has made the lower levels of the underworld smell like corpse rot.

Hades kisses him back.

In two months, Persephone will kiss him for the first time as he helps her out of the ferry. Sometimes when things get stressful or Hades is upset, Icarus will climb into his lap and kiss him slowly.

They never sleep together.

Icarus is happy here.

gods and monsters series: part i

The Ward....

Originally posted by jonsnowdaily

Request - Reader is one of Ned’s ward’s is secretly in love with Jon but doesn’t know that Robb, Jon and Theon are all fawning over her. 

Pairing - Jon Snow X Female Reader

Wordcount - 5.431

Warnings - Normal Game of Thrones type scenarios. 

A/N - I could do a part two to this

Ned Stark had always been a very kind and gentle man. On a particularly rough stormy night where the wind was so powerful and people struggled to walk through it, Ned was just returning home from a particularly long travel to a place where the disputes had turned from aggressive confrontation to bloody and gruesome battles, Ned had been instructed by King Robert to dissolve the quarrel and quickly, when he had heard the wails of a baby. Ned suddenly became more alert to his surroundings.  As he dismounted his horse, he began to search for the cause for the sound. Ned soon located the sound to find the small baby wrapped very scarcely in a couple of woven blankets. How could anyone leave a baby like this? Ned thought as he scooped the baby into his arms, holding it close to himself in an attempt, to share his warmth. Ned mounted his horse and continued the rest of his short journey home, praying to the old God’s that the baby would survive the cold until he could reach the warmth of the castle.
The God’s have blessed this child, Ned thought as he entered his chambers where his wife laid waiting for him, wrapped in warm furs.

“Ned is that another one of your bastard children that you insist on tormenting me with.” Catelyn snapped at her husband as she pushed the furs away from her body, whether it was to inspect the child further or to injure Ned, he couldn’t be quite sure.  

“Relax my love, this baby is not mine, I found the baby nearby abandoned in the snow. I couldn’t leave it there to suffer and die. The baby is strong, near death and still made it all the way here.” Ned laid the baby down on the furs, it’s skin with a blue tint. Yet as cold as the baby was, it was still curious looking around the room at the strange people. Catelyn, got out of bed, walking over to the baby, the baby turned out to be a little girl, with bright Y/C/E, Catelyn’s gaze melted at the sight. She had always wanted a girl, there was no doubt that Ned and herself would have more children, yet Catelyn was not going to give up the opportunity to have a little girl sooner.

“She certainly is strong, why don’t we take her in as a ward? Let’s call her Y/N, I’ve always thought it was a beautiful name.” Catelyn, picked up the newly named little girl, holding her tightly to her chest.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea, my love. Y/N it is”

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Please consider: Tony and Bucky mutually pining. Tony and Bucky mutually unaware of each other’s mutual pining. So they flirt a lot and they joke a lot and they’re best friends and it’s Steve who makes the joke, “Hey, be nice to your wife,” after Bucky snatches a piece of bacon off of Tony’s plate. “He slaved over breakfast for everyone.” “Yeah, you jerk,” Tony adds, even though his heart’s all aflutter about the ‘wife’ comment. “Does that mean you’re all my kids?” Bucky asks, then looks at Tony in disappointment. “Why couldn’t we just leave them at the orphanage and continue having wild sex, honey?” Tony’s heart flips over even as Natasha looks up and deadpans, “Thor and I are a fucking delight.”

It becomes a thing. “Where’s your hubby?” and “How’s your wife?” and “Tell your husband to get his feet off the table.” Tony and Bucky are kind of in love with it. It’s probably the closest they’ll ever get, after all. “Honey, Steve was looking for you,” and “Sweetheart, they said you hadn’t eaten yet,” and “Honestly, why didn’t we leave them at the orphanage?” It’s fun. It’s innocent. So maybe they’re both putting a little more weight behind it than the other is aware. That’s okay.

And then there’s a battle, and Bucky takes an attack head-on. Steve sits at Bucky’s bedside. Tony is too afraid that he’ll look too needy. Bucky’s vulnerable; he doesn’t need all of Tony’s messy feelings all of him. Steve is exasperated because These Fucking Idiots and when Bucky finally blinks his eyes open, Steve is there to tell him, “Good job worrying your wife, asshole. Tony’s been going out of his mind.” Bucky blinks at him slowly in confusion. “Who the hell is Tony?” All the color drains from Steve’s face. “Oh, hell.”

Bucky doesn’t really remember any of them. Steve, definitely, and Natasha. No one else. Tony’s a little bit crushed about it. Bucky doesn’t know him. Maybe Bucky won’t want to get to know him again. He seems so overwhelmed. Tony sulks in his workshop. He’s not sure he would know how to act casually around him when everyone on the team had heard him scream when he realized Bucky was down.

Bucky is overwhelmed, but he still notices that Tony is avoiding him. Everyone keeps talking like they were an item. And he remembers what Steve said when he woke up—he’d worried his wife. Tony was avoiding him. His wife. He doesn’t get it but he figures that they must have been an item. Maybe that’s why Tony’s being so weird. They were together but now Bucky doesn’t remember him so Tony’s giving him space. God, Tony must be heartbroken. So Bucky takes it upon himself to be sweet to his… something. (Boyfriend? Lover? Husband? Why the fuck would Steve say ‘wife?’ But he can see it—Tony’s a bit of a mother hen.)

Cue shenanigans because Tony can tell Bucky still doesn’t remember him so why is he being like this??? But he should humor him right? He wouldn’t want to stress Bucky out while he’s injured and confused. And Bucky falls in love with Tony all over again because look at this snarky asshole with a good heart. And Steve wants to shake them both because they love each other and he is tired of seeing them pine. (And then Bucky gets his memories back and remembers how sweet Tony had been as his boyfriend-lover-husband and is like ‘hey wanna do it for real this time?’)

Meant to Be (3)

Meant to Be Masterlist

Pairing: Prince!Bucky X Servant!Reader

Words: 1404

Warnings: More angst….

Summary: As the news of the King’s death spreads throughout the land, lords and ladies from the nearby countries swarm the castle to offer condolences to the queen and her son. As the prince mourns his father, he is met with the reality that he must now choose a wife and begin his reign.

A/N: Because I was feeling nice and wanted to waste more time and not study Hieroglyphs. Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE.

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Sidney Poitier and Diahann Carroll attend The 36th Academy Awards in Santa Monica April 13, 1964.

Diahann Carroll publicly spoke about her 9-year affair with Sidney Poitier in her 2008 book The Legs Are The Last To Go: Aging, Acting, Marrying, and Other Things I Learned The Hard Way. Carroll claims that Poitier persuaded her to divorce her husband Monte Kay, and that Poitier said he would leave his wife to be with her. When Carroll got her divorce, Poitier didn’t keep up his end of the bargain. Carroll said she dated another man out of frustration, which didn’t sit well with Poitier.

“Sidney called me at my hotel … ‘You bitch, whore, tramp,’ he yelled. ‘I know he just left your bed. I won’t have you running around with other men. You belong to me!’” the New York Post quoted her as writing in the book.

She wrote that Poitier later told her he’d finally left his wife, Juanita Hardy. He even bought Carroll a ring and made her decorate a 10-room Riverside Drive apartment he’d bought.

“I was only home a few days when he called to say his wife was having second thoughts. Our wedding plans would have to be postponed,” wrote Carroll.

She added: “When the apartment was ready and I was about to move my daughter in with me, Sidney told me he didn’t want her there … He changed the locks so I couldn’t get in. Then he made me write him a check to offset his purchase and decorating costs. I did as I was told, submissive and desperate.”

Despite her decision to detail their affair, Carroll says Poitier, who did not comment on the book, continues to be her friend.

“Sidney and I are now friends. That’s a lovely thing that comes as you age – forgiveness and perhaps a relaxing of standards,” wrote Carroll.

Afternoon Delight

Businessman!Husband!Sam x Reader 

For @anotherwinchesterfangirl who inspired my need for some husband Sam in a suit. (if you want more check out her stuff here)

Warnings: the usual smut and one NSFW gif

Beta: @pleasureoftheguiltiestvariety

Words: 800

“Oh….oh,” a string of unintelligible sounds fall from your mouth as you straddle Sam, bobbing back and forth on his cock. He’s so deep, filling you nearly past your limit as you rock on top of him.

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me in arc 1 of wc: wow tawnypaw is rly cool i hope her character becomes important later and that she lives a happy and long life

me in arc 2 of wc: wow i still love tawnypelt and i really hope she gets a pov chapter in this arc bc she seems to be a main character so far!!!! wait this is book 4 and shes like nowhere to be found where did tawnypelt go wasnt she a main character 2 books ago she went on the journey too

me in arc 3 of wc: wow im so proud of tawnypelt for having her own family but why is she such a minor character!! im hopeful though hopefully she’ll become deputy after russetfur and leader after blackstar, she’s such a great warrior!!

me in arc 4 of wc: wow tawnypelt is still such a minor character but at least she has an apprentice now!! she can be deputy!!! wow russetfur died is- wait who the FUCK is rowanclaw what!! the fuck!!! i know its in character for blackstar not to choose her as deputy but what !! the ufck!! tawnypelt is RIGHT THERE

me in bramblestars storm: wow ok so blackstar died so maybe rowanclaw- okay who the FUCK is crowfrost. what the fuck rowanstar u’d really just ignore your wife whose the most capable and sensible character in this fucking book and in shadowclan for the last four arcs, for some nobody who we dont even know shit about who the FUCK is crowfrost

me in arc 5 of wc: wow tawnypelt is still the best character in shadowclan and one of the only sensible wc characters but she’s stilL!! being ignored!!! tawnypelt u need to leave all these 5′s behind because you’re a 10!!!! make your own clan!! tell ur husband to demote himself and become tawnystar!!! why the FUCK DID ROWANSTAR CHOOSE TIGERHEART AS DEPUTY OVER HIS WIFE 

me in the future of wc: wow-

A/N: Dean x Reader drabble with the prompt: “Remind me to kill you, please.” Word count is around 750.

"So I think we should split up. Sam talks to the wife again, you and I go to the morgue, figure out who’s the witch. Whaddya say?“

You took a deep breath in, then replied. "No.”

“What you mean no?”

“I mean no. Does it have multiple meanings? Just no.”

Dean was already frowning at you, at least 3 questions readable on his face. What? Why? And “What’s wrong with you?”

You shrugged. “Nothing is wrong with me. I just don’t give a damn. The wife, the victim, the morgue… It’s so boring. The guy’s dead. Rest in peace. Who the fuck cares?”

Oh great. Now his eyes were wide. Perfect. More boring stuff on the way.  

“Come again?” He asked.

You groaned loudly, wishing to be anywhere but that stupid motel room. “God, can you go away and leave me alone? No, you know what, I’ll go. Somewhere fun where you can’t bother me,” you decided, standing up, and making a beeline for his keys.

But he was fast on his feet, grabbing them before you could, and looking at you as if you had dropped his pie or smashed his car, which was the worst way of them all. “Okay, something is seriously wrong with you, like on a deeper level. The victim’s wife, what’d she do to you?”

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Everybody, just STOP. Stop whatever you are doing and IMAGINE:

Alicia Zimmermann as the retired hockey legend married to Bob Zimmermann semi-famous actor/model.

First, Jack wouldn’t feel as overshadowed. Instead of being compared to his dad, a lot of the guys in the locker would have made fun of him or said crude things about his mom. Jack gets into a lot more fights in this universe, but he is just as talented.

Alicia knows how to nurture that without making him feel that’s the only thing he’s good for.

Alicia and Jack make fun of Bob’s terrible movies. He played a rookie in an 80’s classic cop TV show, and the two of them know the lines by heart. They spend holidays reenacting the worst scenes, and there’s a game where one of them yells strike a pose and do one of his ad campaigns. Alicia wins every time (she takes this very seriously and that’s how she got banned from two different supermarkets).

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Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Natasha (OFC), Rosie (OFC - mentioned)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Cheating (kinda - not really), low self esteem, language, slight violence.       

Word Count: 1400ish

A/N: This was supposed to be a gif blurb for a gif @chaos-and-the-calm67 send me. It was born out of two conversations I had today. One with @percywinchester27 and one with @mysupernaturalfics - who is also the sweet angel… really more like demon spawn but… she did beta on short notice. :P

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

You felt a knot form in your stomach when you saw her. You had feared something had been going on between the new PA Natasha and your husband. You had never brought it up to him, because saying it would make it real. It wasn’t that he had ever really done anything to make you doubt him, but the way she was giggling and touching him every chance she got, it would upset you more than you cared to admit. You justified his actions in your mind. Jensen was gorgeous and out of your league.  You had gained weight and you were feeling less than confident about the way you looked. Especially after having your daughter.You tried telling yourself you couldn’t blame him for going elsewhere to get his needs filled.

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Cans and Can’ts of Ramadaan ♥

Sometimes it is just confusing, so this is here to, in shaa Allah, help you out ♥

Q: Can I use eyedrops or the Sunnah Kohl (eyeliner) during fast?

A: According to the most popular view, it does not.

Shaykh Ibn ‘Uthaymeen said:

Shaykh al-Islam Ibn Taymiyah was of the view that kohl does not break the fast, not even if the taste of the kohl reaches the throat. He said, this is not called food or drink, and it is not like food or drink, and it does not have the same effect as food or drink. There is no saheeh hadeeth from the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) which expressly indicates that kohl breaks the fast, and the basic principle is that it does not break the fast. An act of worship remains valid unless it is proven that it is invalidated. What he said is correct, even if a person can taste it in his throat. Based on the view favoured by Shaykh al-Islam, if a person puts drops in his eyes whilst fasting and tastes it in his throat, that does not break his fast.
(Al-Sharh al-Mumti’, 6/382)

Q: If I take wudu (abolition) and rinse my mouth, do I have no spit out all traces of water so that I do not swallow any

A: No, spit out the unnecessary water in your mouth, but do not spit constantly so much it becomes unreasonable. 

Q: Can I use moisturiser on my face?

A: Yes you can

Q: If I eat something by accident, do I break my fast?

A: No, you may continue fasting

Narrated Abu Huraira:
The Prophet (pbuh) said:
“If somebody eats or drinks forgetfully then he should complete his fast, for what he has eaten or drunk, has been given to him by Allah.”
(Sahih al-Bukhari)

Q: Can I wear makeup during fast?

A: If you are around non-Mahram men, then you cannot.

“And not to show off their adornment.” 
Quran (24:31)
And do not display yourselves like that of the times of ignorance.”
Quran (33:33)

Q: Can I wear makeup after Iftar, infront of non-Mahram men, because then I am not fasting?

A: Please read above Q&A

Q: Is rudeness in behavior and/or speech tolerated in Ramadaan?

A: No

Narrated Abu Huraira:
The Prophet (ﷺ) said,
“Whoever does not give up forged speech and evil actions, Allah is not in need of his leaving his food and drink (i.e. Allah will not accept his fasting.)”
(Sahih al –Bukhari)

Q: Can I kiss and embrace (not have sexual relation) my husband/wife while I am fasting?

A: Yes, regarding your self-control

Narrated `Aisha:

The Prophet (pbuh) used to kiss and embrace (his wives) while he was fasting, and he had more power to control his desires than any of you.
Said Jabir: “The person who gets discharge after casting a look (on his wife) should complete his fast.”
(Sahih al-Bukhari)

Narrated Hisham’s father:
Aisha said, “Allah’s Messenger (pbuh) used to kiss some of his wives while he was fasting,” and then she smiled.
(Sahih al-Bukhari)

Q: Can I have sexual relations with my husband/wife during the nights of Ramadaan, after Iftar?

A: Yes, as Allah SWT says in the Quran

It is made lawful for you to have sexual relations with your wives on the night of As-Sawm(the fasts).
They are Libaas [i.e. body-cover, or screen, or Sakan (i.e. you enjoy the pleasure of living with them] for you and you are the same for them. 
Allah knows that you used to deceive yourselves, so He turned to you (accepted your repentance) and forgave you. So now have sexual relations with them and seek that which Allah has ordained for you (offspring), and eat and drink until the white thread (light) of dawn appears to you distinct from the black thread (darkness of night), then complete your Sawm (fast) till the nightfall”
Quran (2:187)

Q: Can we skip Suhur and sleep instead?

A: It is not preferred

Narrated Anas bin Malik:
The Prophet (ﷺ) said,
“Take Suhur as there is a blessing in it.”
(Sahih al-Bukhari)

Q: Can I delay Iftar?

A: No

Narrated Sahl bin Sa`d:
Allah’s Messenger (pbuh) said,
“The people will remain on the right path as long as they hasten the breaking of the fast.”
(Sahih al-Bukhari)

Q: Should I feel insulted when people eat and drink infront of me?

A: No

If you have any other questions about Ramadaan, please drop me a message in the ask-box and I will in shaa Allah get back to you ♥

I wish you a wonderful, Emaan increasing, Barakah reaping, happy, joyous and fruitful Ramadaan, Ameen ♥

Tulips | Alfie Solomons [part 4]

[part 1]   [part 2]    [part 3]

Summary: [part 4] You’re a Shelby, born between Ada and Finn. You’re not into the family business and spend most of your time as a nurse at a local hospital. Your brothers respect your distance as you try not to get caught in Peaky Blinders business. The Peaky Blinders and Alfie Solomas have been in an alliance for years. Thomas and the rest do something that might make them lose the alliance. To reassure Alfie that they’re honorable, Alfie suggest an aliance by marriage.

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Don't Leave Me (Arranged Marriage AU Jungkook)

Originally posted by jengkook

Type: Angst (sorta)Fluff

Request: Hi I was wondering if you could do an arranged marriage scenario with jungkook from bts, where he doesn’t love reader at first but she’s always there for him and he’s always with other girls until she tries to leave and he realizes that he loves her. Sorry if that doesn’t make sense to you or if your not taking requests then never mind, ps love your writing.

You sighed as you pulled up to the club. “There’s my wife!” you hear as you turn to see Jeongguk, sadly your husband as he had his arm wrapped around a girl. “Thanks for picking us up” he coos as he moves to wrap his arms around you. You stepped away watching him nearly fall before standing straight “come on” he said grabbing the girl’s are before you stopped him “no only you” you tell him as he nodded. “Alright bye bye” he waved as he stumbled to the car.

“You’re so nice for driving out for me” Jeongguk stated as he sat in the back of the car. “Well the 23 calls times it hard to ignore your drunk ass” you tell him as he laughs lightly. “You know I don’t like being married” he continues as you sigh. “I know neither do I” you say. “I wish we could divorce life would be easier. I could have my life back” he says as you scoff “tell me about it” you shot back as you looked through the rearview to see him already passed out. Pulling into the driveway and into the garage and you simply got out of the car leaving him back there.


You smiled at your computer as you read an email from ‘J-Hope’ he was one of Jeongguk’s good buddies who felt bad for you being with someone who didn’t love you. The two of weren’t secretly dating or anything but wanted to help you out with getting away for a bit. The door to the garage opened as Jeongguk came in rubbing his neck. You didn’t even glance up from your computer and sipped your coffee. “Why was I in the back of the car?” he asked as he glared at you. “I couldn’t lift you out” you state as you sent an email back to Hoseok befor you put your laptop on sleep. “I have a horrible cramp-” “yeah yeah bitch to one of your sluts” you tell him as you head to your room to get ready for the day.

Your laptop made sound and Jeongguk felt curious as to who was emailing you at 7 in the morning. Glancing back down the hall he rushed to the computer as moved his finger against the mouse pad watching it light back up. He saw his friend’s email address clear there. ‘I’ll get you when Kook leaves this evening for the new club he heard about. He wouldn’t shut up about it. Make sure you’re packed and I’ll take you to the airport’ it read as he seemed shocked. “What?” he asked himself as he went to your browser and to your history as he saw that you had looked up a few different things ‘divorce lawyers(many) and great places to get away to’ he heard the door open as he closed the browser and put the computer on sleep before he got up and moved away.


You looked at your phone and saw that it was 9 PM already. You glanced over and saw that Jeongguk hadn’t budged from his spot on the couch. “Aren’t you leaving?” you asked as he made a sound. “Don’t feel like it” he spoke. “You not feeling up to party? You must be sick” you state as he looks up at you “maybe” he spoke as he watched your fingers type something on your phone. “Who are you talking to?” “None of your business so don’t bother” you say as you stood up leaving the living room as he sighs.

He didn’t know why he was feeling the need to have you stay but he did. Jeongguk had been craving his complete bachelor lifestyle back but at the same time he didn’t want to be alone. You came back our of your room with clear annoyance on your face before sitting back down “you know we’re having brunch with our mothers tomorrow-” “sadly” you mumble “do you want to invite them over?” he asked “no” you tell him “they would want a tour and see we sleep in different rooms. You have a pile of clothing that my parents know I wouldn’t step foot anywhere in front of your bedroom. Oh the personal favorite the collection of whore jewelry you’ve tried to pass off to me because we both know your mom would snoop through my jewelry box” you say as he sighs. “I don’t need people knowing about what I’ve been married to for the past two years" you tell him. “Yeah why did you wait two years to do something about it?” he growls annoyed.

“What?” you asked as he began panicking “how do you know about that?” you ask as he looks away “you privacy invading prick” “yeah? So what? You wouldn’t be sitting her right now if I didn’t” he almost yells. “You have no right to make me stay here. I tried to make this work for so long Jeongguk but its getting unbearable. I don’t like picking you up with your drunken one night stands. I don’t like hearing about what you did last night with her. I don’t like having to smile when I want to hide away and cry because my no good husband flirts with women right in front of me” you yelled by the end after having a normal tone but anger built itself up. “I’m done being with you” you tell him as he stood there quietly.


Jeongguk sat on the couch for who knows how long processing everything as you had angerily went to your room. He closed his eyes thinking about all the things he’s made you do for him. Before he rolled over and closed his eyes passing out on the couch.

He woke up to the harsh feeling of a hand smacking down on him before he rolled over to see you dressed up scrolling through your phone “get a shower. We have to get in 40” you state before walking away. He sighed as he got up and rushed to get ready. He looked himself over in the mirror before sighing. “I can become the perfect husband” he told himself as he left the bathroom.


Brunch went by smoothly as Jeongguk didn’t take it upon himself to flirt with the overly attractive waitress even though you could tell he was tempted. “So have you two started planning more for the future?” your mother asked as you looked up from your plate with a full mouth, you covered your mouth as you chewed before you spoke. “What do you mean?” you asked “oh come on don’t be silly about it. Have you two thought about children?” his mouth spoke as Jeonggul froze completely. “He probably has like 50 already” you mble “what was that dear?” his mouth peaked when she heard your soft talk. “Nothing nothing just speaking to myself” you said awkwardly.

“We’ve hit a large snag in the relationship” Jeongguk spoke as he was looked at by all of you as he took a sip from his drink. “What’s that dear?” his mother asked. Jeongguk looked at you as he spoke “we aren’t happy together” he told them honestly. “Not happy?” your mother asked as you looked away. “We haven’t been happy” he continues as you pushed your plate away getting up.

“I haven’t been a good man to your daughter Mrs. Y/N and I regret it more than anything because she wants to leave me now” he spoke as he took a deep breath. “I didn’t think losing her would affect me so much” he continues. “You’re an idiot” his mother spoke as he looked up. “I know” he spoke as he used his fork to play with his food.


The car ride was pretty much silent as you looked out the window the whole time. “You can leave” he said filling the silence. “I can’t make you stay and I should force you to stay in an unhappy situation” he continues as he pulls onto your street. “I’m sorry though. I am horrible man-” “please just stop” you say as he grips the steering wheel tightly but kept his mouth shut.

As soon as the car was in park he watched you get out. He just sat there and sighed resting his head onto the window. By the time he got in all the lights in the house nothing was on so he figured you had gone off to rest or something. He walked slowly to his room he heard nothing overly loud as he walked passed your door. Once he got to his room he threw himself down onto the bed staring off. Before he sat up again.


Once you woke up from a nap you could see that your door was opened, confused you sat up and looked around. Your missing jewelry box caught your eye as you got up. You headed out to the hall seeing that there was garbage bags there as Jeongguk stepped out of his room carrying another “what are you doing?” you asked as you could see into the bag of things that were in it. The clothing of his many one nighters that were left, he looked at you. “Cleaning” he spoke as he picked up your jewelry box and opening it “none of this is yours right?” he asked as you raised a brow. “Good” he said as he dumped the contents into the bag before handing the box back.

“What are you doing?” you asked again as he tied the bag. “What I should have done along time ago. Change my ways” he spoke picking up the bags and heading out of the home leaving you confused as to his sudden but much needed change.

Imagine exchanging love letters with Jensen on your wedding day.

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is the EIGHTH fic for my 6k celebration and one year fic-i-versary. The line requested was, If you’re not living the life that you want, you fight for that life. It will be highlighted in the fic. The line was picked by the lovely @chaos-and-the-calm67 Bev, I hope you like it. You requested flangst, but I’ll be honest, there isn’t a damn bit of angst in it. This was where the line took me. I hope you aren’t too disappointed! This is a fic that belongs in my Best Friends Universe. It can be read in isolation or you can put it in that world. 

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Baby, please don’t go.

Originally posted by martziplier98

You and Ethan were basically the same person. You guys both loved memes so much that considered yourselves “Meme King and Queen”, passionately love sushi and pineapple on pizza, love acting like a bunch of doofus in public, and love hanging out with each other every minute. You love being with him and you thought it would always be like that until he broke the news.

You were at his dad’s house, in his room, laying on his chest. You were home from college and you try to see him every chance you get when you come home. You like moments like these, laying on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while he’s playing in your hair, whispering little things to you. You can stay like this forever but moments like these do have to end.

“We need to talk.” Your heart dropped. Talk? What the hell did you need to talk about? “What’s wrong?” He bit his lips. You sat up to look at him. “[Y/N]…” He grabbed your hand. “What’s going on, Ethan? You’re scaring me.”  You told him. “[Y/N], I’m leaving for California.” “What? When are you leaving.” You didn’t want to believe what you were hearing. “I’m leaving in two days.” Now, you really didn’t want to believe him. “When we’re you going to tell me!?” You pulled your hand away and stood up. “[Y/N], calm down.” He tried to grab you hand again but you backed away. “How can you drop this bomb on me and expected me to calm down. I can’t believe you!” you hissed. You didn’t even give him a chance to explain himself before you bolted out of there. You heard him calling your name but you ran off before he could even catch up with you.  

You sat in your room all night listening to music while looking at old photos of Ethan and you. You’ve been together since the freshman year of high school and been friends while you guys were toddlers. You couldn’t imagine being away from him, hell leaving for college was a pain for you two even though you were 2 hours away from home so with him living across the country is going to be a huge adjustment for you.

“I didn’t know you were coming home, dad.” I heard a door open behind me. “He’s not.“ Ethan. I turn around and saw him with a picnic basket in his hand, I gave him a small smile. "How about we go for a little picnic.” “It’s almost 10 o'clock at night, Ethan.” He gave you his famous puppy dog face which always causes you to melt. “Fine…”

“I wanted to tell you earlier, I just didn’t want to lay it on you since you had exams coming up and moving into your apartment and I just didn’t know when to tell you.” He told you as he was laying beside you, looking at the stars. You have been busy for these past weeks and he’s been supportive of you, so can’t you be like that for him. “I’m sorry that I didn’t let you talk. I’m glad that get to follow your dreams and I want to be there every step of the way.” You grabbed his hands. “But… I realized that with you moving and going to be busy all the time and with me focusing on my double majors….“ Ethan’s eyes started to look glossy, "Please don’t tell what I think you’re about to say. We can work this out. We could take turns visiting each other, I’ll call, text and Skype as much as I can, just please don’t end this.” He wiped the tears off my face. “Are you sure? I don’t want to weight you down.” His face looked at you with disbelief. “What… You’re not weighing me down. You’ve actually been one of the most supportive person I know besides my parents. You’re the reason why I stay motivated!” He gave your hand a quick squeeze and kiss it, “I love you too much to just let you walk away [Y/F/N]. I want you there by my side and I want to be by your side when you graduate and follow your dreams! I want us to be happy.” Before he continues his rambling, you stopped him with a sweet, tender kiss. His hand went to your cheek as yours wrapped around his neck. You pulled away and laid your forehead on his, “I love you so much, Ethan.” He gave you a big goofy smile before pulling you back into a passionate kiss. “How about we continue this at my place.” I pulled away, making circles on his chest with a lip bite. His eyes widen and try to grab everything as fast you can before be dragging you to his car.

Today’s the day. Ethan was leaving. You made sure he had everything and double checked for him. “Ethan, you need to get ready to leave.” You laughed as he pulled you in his bed while kissing all over your face. “Five more minutes! Besides, would it be bad if I miss my flight, I can spend one more day looking into your [Y/E/C] eyes, telling you how beautiful you are and say how great that ring looks on you.” He said playing with the ring he gave you. He gave a promise ring, promising that you’ll both be there side by side no matter what. “Well as much as that sounds great, I’m not trying to get yelled at by Mark so let’s go.” You hopped up, grabbing a suitcase. 

You watched his flight take off, trying not to cry. You were hoping for a cheesy movie ending with him running towards you saying, ‘I couldn’t leave you.’ but it’s for the best.


“BABE! HAVE YOU SEEN MY PHONE!?” "It’s right there, Ethan.” You pointed to the kitchen counter. “This is why I love you.”  He kissed your forehead and grabbed his phone. Since you decided to take summer classes, you ended up graduating early and getting a job in California so you can live with Ethan. You also started a youtube channel of your own as well as a couple vlogging channel with Ethan and you love every minute of it. “I know. I don’t know what you’re going to do without me while I’m at work?” you told him, grabbing your bag for work. “Have a big day ahead of you?” “I have two important meeting plus video conference from London all in one day. I’ll try to stop by for lunch if my boss isn’t on my ass today.” You grabbed your car keys and gave Ethan a kiss on the cheek. “So, I’ll see you tonight then?” he laughed as you give him a nod. “Love you!” “Love you too!”

After hours of boring conversation, you finally were able to come home to your loving boyfriend seeing the blue boy with a picnic basket. “Picnic? The last time we went on a picnic, you were leaving for L.A… Are we moving back to Maine? I love it here!” you babbled before he cuts you off “No we’re not moving! I just wanted to go on a nice picnic with my girl.” He smiled.

You guys talked about your day to a random topic to childhood memories you loved to the point that the sun started setting. "Remember when we used to play married when we were in pre-k?” you giggled and nod, “Yeah. We were the stereotypic husband and wife. You came home from the jungle gym while I was cooking ‘pasta’ for my tired husband even though the pasta was fake and all you did was hang upside-down from the monkey bar.” You laid your head on his shoulder. “That was some damn good pasta though.” He laughed. You gave him a quick eye roll and looked at the sunset with him. “I love those memories.” He mumbled in your hair. “I want to create more of those.” He added. You looked at him confused. “I love waking up to the girl of my dreams every day, I love it when you come by the office and bring lunch for the whole team after we just edited so many videos,I love it when you cheer me on when I’m doing the dumbest thing, I love it when your eyes light up for little things like a dog walking across the street or when you see food, I love it when you’re always active in all of our youtube community after a long day at work, I love it when you smile, when you talk about the latest memes, when you giggle about the silliest things, when you see a fan out in public and show them so much, love. I love everything about you. After almost losing you before the move, I couldn’t see my life with you. I love you [Y/F/N] and I want to be with you forever.” He got on his one knee. Your hands cover your mouth as your crying your eyes out. He pulled a velvet box out,“[Y/F/N], will marry me?“ You quickly tackled him and peppered him with kisses. "OF COURSE, OF COURSE, OF COURSE!!!!” you beamed. He slid the ring on your ring finger and shouted, “YOU CAN COME OUT NOW!” You saw the whole crew cheering for us with cameras. You ran to them and gave them a huge hug, “I’M GETTING MARRIED! I’M GETTING MARRIED! I’M GOING TO BE MRS. NESTOR!!” You hopped with Amy and Kathryn. “Congrats, you guys!” Mark cheered. “I can’t believe I’m marrying my best friend.” You looked at Ethan. “Well, believe it, baby.” Ethan pulled you into a kiss.

Hello! I hoped you enjoyed my imagine! I’m started to get the hang of typing again and I realize how much I love writing (even though it could be trash)! Anyways, my inbox is OPEN so you can always request an idea for me to write and I’ll see you later!


*Requested* Elijah and the reader were together and married before he was turned, so when he was turned she was too. And when Elijah comes to Mystic Falls (with Y/N) to help Elena with Klaus, Elena walks in on the couple having a cute moment and when Y/N leaves she overhears Elena ask Elijah about their relationship he gets all like glossy eyed and tells her about how their love is everlasting.

(This is set back in Season 2 when Elijah and Elena talk about Klaus and the sacrifice. Also, this was requested pretty recently, but I loved this requests so much I had to write it immediatly. @iamnotlabeled: I hope it does your request justice. Happy reading my lovelies! )

Characters: Husband!Elijah x Wife!Reader, Elena

Story Title: “Truly Everlasting”

Word count: 898

Your name: submit What is this?

The birds outside chirp away while the soft drizzling of the fountain outside of the Lockwood mansion reach your ears. Your husband, Elijah, waits impatiently for Elena to return, while you currently rummage through the impressive music collection of the former Major. It seems he had a passion for renaissance music. Who would have thought?

You spot a particularly interesting piece and immediately felt the need to listen to it, so you place it onto the ancient record player. At the song´s very first tunes you feel hands around your waist and Elijah´s chin resting on your shoulder.

Y/N: “Do you recall how we danced to this song in…”

You try to recall the exact date, but it has been quite some time. Over 400 years to be a little more precise. But luckily your husband engraved every date into his mind.

Elijah: “…England 1601. At the English royal court on your 626th birthday.”

He gently tugs at your waist, swirls you around with one arm and then pulls you close, gently swaying with the music.

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Helicopter Husband//Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Reader.


Short and sweet 🤷🏻‍♀️

Originally posted by allpeopleareincredible

“Where are you going?” You poke your head out of the bathroom.

Scott and Stiles stop dead in their tracks. “I-uh..I..n-nowhere.” Stiles says, quirking an eyebrow as he turns to face you.

“Don’t lie.” You cross your arms.

“I said nowhere. Would I lie to my beautiful wife?”

“Cut the shit, Stilinski.” You sigh.

“You cut the shit, Stilinski.” He huffs.

“Just answer the question.”

“We’re going to Derek’s.” Scott says.

“Scott!” Stiles gapes as he turns to face his friend.

Scott shrugs and walks down the stairs, leaving you to glare at your husband.

“Pack meeting?” You ask.

“No.” Stiles raises an eyebrow. He was challenging you.

“Scott! Pack meeting?” You call out.


You raise an eyebrow back, “Why aren’t you taking me?”

“Because you don’t need to be involved.”

“But I want to be involved.” You argue.

“And I don’t want you to.” He shakes his head.

“Stiles, I’m not out fighting the bad guys like you are. I just want to lend a hand.” You sigh.

“I don’t want you there. Plain and simple.”

“Oh.” You take a step back from him, “Okay.”

“Y/N…” He reaches out for you, “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“No, you should go.” You turn around completely and walk to the bedroom. You close the door and sigh. He didn’t want you there. He didn’t want you to be involved. Maybe he was embarrassed of you. Maybe he didn’t want everyone to see the mistake he made by marrying you.

You flop onto the bed, wiggling under the blankets as you feel your heart begin to feel heavy.

“Baby girl?” Your favorite voice called softly, opening the bedroom door. He chuckles softly when he sees you, “Baby, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I don’t want you there because I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Really?” You mumble into the pillow.

“Really.” You feel the bed shift as he sits beside you. He runs his hand up and down your back over the blankets, “I don’t want you involved because once you’re in, there’s no getting out. You’re stuck and in danger forever.”

“Well, what if I told you I didn’t want you involved?” You lift your head up.

“I’d understand, but I’m already in. I’m very in. Out isn’t even in my vocabulary at this point.” He shrugs.

You move, spreading out across his lap. He laughs as he plays in your hair.

“I just want to help. I want to help you, and I want to help the pack.”

“And you’ll help me by staying home and cuddling with me. I told Scott to go on without me.”

You grin, “You did?”

“I couldn’t leave my princess all alone and sad, could I?”

You roll over, wrapping your arms around him to pull him with you. He kisses your forehead, “You’re my best friend, Y/N Stilinski. I would rather hang out with you on any given day.”


He smiles as he places his hand on your cheek, moving his thumb in small circles, “No buts. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You mumble as you bury your head in his chest.

He pulls back and lifts your head up, pressing his lips to yours, “You’re my priority. The pack can wait.”

“I really just want to help. You can understand that, right?” You look up at him.

He nods, “Of course I do. I just wish you could see where I’m coming from. I’ve dealt with this since high school, you’re already in enough danger as it is by just being married to me.”

“Good. Makes our marriage thrilling.” You grin and he chuckles.

“You’re a dork.” He grins.

“You’re one to talk.” You retort, making him laugh, “You almost left our second date because I’d never seen Star Wars.”

“That makes me a nerd. Not a dork.” He corrects.

“Well, whatever you are, you’re mine. That will never change.” You kiss him repeatedly, making him smile.

secret / adultery / cheating starters

  • shh you have to be quiet!
  • i think they’re getting suspicious.
  • the sneaking around kinda makes it more fun.
  • if they find out things will never be the same…
  • i like being in our super secret bubble.
  • stop it! someone might see!
  • meet me up stairs – five minutes.
  • you have to be gone before they wake up.
  • i want people to know that you’re mine.
  • she/he keeps hitting on you because according to them our relationship doesn’t exist.
  • what happens when they find out?
  • i wish things could be simpler.
  • i want to hold your hand in public.
  • i don’t like not being able to kiss you whenever i want.
  • if they find out, we’re both fired!
  • we can’t keep doing this…
  • i can’t keep this up… it’s too hard
  • i don’t like being your dirty little secret
  • i can’t do this anymore!
  • my wife/husband is going to be home any minute.
  • you can’t keep calling my house like that.
  • you’re cheating on her/him with me… how am i supposed to know you won’t turn around and do it to me?
  • we could get in serious trouble…
  • i think she/he knows about us…
  • it’s time for you to pick! me or her/him?
  • i want you to be mine… only mine.
  • everytime i’m with her/him… i’m thinking about you.
  • i can’t leave her/him… i’m sorry
  • so all of this meant nothing to you?
  • he/she knows…
To my future husband, lets spoil our kids with the word of God and never leave them wondering who Jesus is. Let’s lead by example and love our children unconditionally the way christ loves us. I promise to stand by your side as you lead our family closer to God. I’m so excited to have a family of our own! I love you even now. Love, your future wife.
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