I don’t need the relationship or the promises or the ring. It’d be nice, one day, maybe. But for now I mean it when I say I’m genuinely happy falling asleep on your chest once a week and waiting for you to grab my hand under the table. I like slowly falling for you and wondering how much you like me and drinking wine while I do my makeup before meeting you for dinner because I’m nervous. And I’m sure, one day, I’ll think about how I’m going to tell you I’m finally pregnant, but right now, I’ll take it when you accidentally call me baby.
NITW theory

So in Lost Constellation, Mae is getting a story told to her about her Grandpa (she had said in the main game that he would read her ghost stories), but what if they actually happened?
So, Mae’s grandpa has a tooth locked in a safe. It makes him seem like he was just a cooky ole fella, but when you’re in the library with Bea searching for information on the ghost, there is an article about miners who went on strike against their boss and as a keepsake, each one of the miners took one of his teeth as a reminder of the loyalty of the miners.
When in the cave, the members said they had prayed to the weird cave God or something along those lines. Some wished for luck with jobs, wealth, or for the town of Possum Springs to thrive.
So what if after all of this, Mae’s grandpa was a part of the weird cave cult? Mae’s mother talked to Mae about how she was a miracle baby because she had so many miscarriages before finally getting pregnant with Mae. So, while the other members wished for things like wealth and such, Mae’s grandpa could’ve wished for a grandchild.
Then, after Mae is born, he told her ghost stories, which could actually be stories that he himself experienced while a member of the cave cult, or from other members.
Also, maybe Mae had the weird visions and experiences because she was basically a gift from the cave God. If the others wished for material things, and Mae’s grandpa wished for Mae, she would be the only living thing wished for; giving her a connection between herself and the cave God.

shippy baby aus i want:

family planning au where our muses are already together and start planning their first child, except oops the condom broke or the adoption agency called and the baby is coming asap and there goes all your planning. :-)

first baby au where our muses are married and happy in their pretty place they got with an extra room for whenever they were ready and now they are so it’s boutta get real hot up in here cause trying for the baby is the most fun part. but oops, you’re gonna need more than one room cause tWINS OR TRIPLETS. 

pregnant at last au where after years of trying, our muses finally made a little human and they become super over protective and a little paranoid at times because heLLO they finally made a human and they refuse to risk losing it.

baby number who? au where our muses already have multiple kids and have tried their best to use birth control and condoms but whoops here comes another one aka time to call tlc for your own reality cause damn.

does the paper boy deliver babies now or what au where our muses get home after a lovely evening or wake up to a baby on their front door with a note saying “i can no longer care for my baby, but i’m sure you two will do a great job.” uh oh what will they do.

godparents au where the parents of our muses godchild(ren) pass away in a horrible accident and now the responsibility of a godparent sets in.

my teacher gave me a baby au where our muses are professor and student and they do the do and oh shit shouldn’t have used that old condom in his wallet cause now you have more than homework.

double trouble au where our muses have given up trying for a baby and decide for adoption. but only months after they adopt their baby, they finally get pregnant without even trying and now they get the best of both worlds.

i don’t think babies are supposed to do that au where our muses are completely clueless about the supernatural world and they adopt/find a baby and as the baby grows it does a bunch of weird things depending on what kind of creature it is omg.

Horrible Day

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1200 Words

Story Summary: Requested by @winchester-writes from the drabble prompt list. Sorry it took so long, I lost the list!!! She picked #16: “Drop the attitude.” With Jensen

HERE is the drabble prompt list

HERE is the list of completed prompts


It had been a horrible day. One of those types of days you wanted to crawl back into bed, and wait to try again the next day. Nothing little, like losing your keys, or spilling your coffee. No, when you had a bad day, it went really bad.

It had all started as soon as you had woken up. Rolling over in bed, you realized that Jensen wasn’t there with you. Of course, he had left early, planning on spending the day at the brewery. Sighing, you had gone into the bathroom, only to realize your period had started during the night. That brought tears to your eyes, as you sank down to the side of the bath tub. You had so been hopeful that it was this time. That you would finally be pregnant. You had been trying so hard, and it hadn’t happened yet.

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Request:Hello! So every stinking time I ask about T'Challa people say no so fingers crossed on this one lol. But I was wondering if you could do an ask on T'Challa finding out his significant other is pregnant and him just spoiling her and being all protective and all that because T'Challa is a precious cinnamon roll and I love him.

You were beyond eager to give your husband the news, after months of trying you were finally pregnant. T’Challa was due back any minute from a brief mission with the Avengers. As you waited you paced, full of nervous energy. Despite knowing that the two of you would be alright with a little one it still made you unbelievably nervous. There was a big difference between trying for a baby and having the baby be a reality. Your hand touched your stomach, despite there being no baby bump to gratify your touch, however just the knowledge that there was a group of cells inside of you destined to become a baby made you smile. You were going to be a mother. You find yourself looking at yourself in the mirror, trying to imagine how you’d change, how the expanse of your beautiful brown skin would stretch to accommodate a child.

“Admiring your beauty, love?” T’Challa questioned. You jumped at the sudden sound of his voice. You hadn’t heard him enter. You turned and hurried into his arms. He pulled you into a tight hug.

“I’m so glad you’re home,” you gushed with a grin. T’challa looked down at you fondly, moving a bit of your hair out of the way.

“I am glad to be home,” he admitted and leaned down to kiss you. You accepted the kiss gratefully then just looked up at him. You didn’t know how to bring up the subject. Could you just blurt it out?

“Is something the matter?” he questioned.

You shook your head still smiling, “I’m pregnant,” you blurted, too excited to make any build up. Even without any dramatic suspense he was stunned into silence for a moment, before he seized you in another embrace, this one sweeping you off your feet. He spun you in a circle and kissed you all over your face. You laughed grabbing his face so you could kiss him properly. As he set you back down he was still smiling.

“I love you so much,” he proclaimed.

“I love you too.”

T’Challa always treated you like a queen… and not just because you are. He spoiled you to the max. Not just with material things but with his time and affection. For some reason you had expected that to die down as you grew bigger with your child. You were unbelievably wrong. He pressed his lips to your round belly sending love to you and your baby.

“You are so beautiful,” he grinned at you as you sat in bed. You rolled your eyes at him and looked down at your beach ball belly.

“Yeah, yeah,” you laughed.

“I mean it. Look at you,” he pointed at the body mirror across the room. You got a good look at your profile from there, “you are glowing, you are a goddess.”

“Why are you so damn sweet?” you gushed as you attacked his face with kisses.

“You are the love of my life, bearing my child. I know no other way to honor one I love so much.”

Just like that you were crying, and maybe it was just the crazy pregnancy hormones, but either way he gathered you up in his arms and held you close. You fell asleep in his arms, you woke up in the middle of the night with an extreme hunger for pickles. You carefully got out of bed, being sure not to wake your husband. The kitchen was fully stocked with all of your usual cravings. As you looked in the fridge you also decided to grab some ice cream. You fixed yourself a bowl of ice cream… that quickly turned into a sundae as you added toppings. However you still wanted your pickle. You struggled to open the jar and as you did so you heard T’Challa call your name. He sounded distressed, you could hear running footsteps.

“What? What’s the matter?” you asked suddenly tense as he came to stand in the kitchen with you. He ran a hand over his face and let out a sigh.

“You weren’t in bed, I got worried.”  he said in an exasperated tone.

“I just went to get a snack. This little monster has me ravenous.”

“You should have told me.”

“You were asleep.”

“Wake me up next time.”

“I can make myself a snack. I’ll be okay.”

“Anything could happen! What if you fell? Or what if someone was in the palace?”

“I doubt that would happen, but if it’ll make you feel better, I’ll  wake you up next time I want a snack in the middle of the night.”

“Thank you,” he walked over to you and hugged you. You sighed softly and hugged him back, jar of pickles still in hand. As he let you go, you handed him the jar.

“Open this for me?” you asked.

~Mod Lillian

Tom Holland Imagine - We’ll Try Again

request: could you do a tom imagine where you have a miscarriage

a/n: this is sad guys i’m sorry

word count: 1725

masterlist: (x)

“I thought women weren’t supposed to get their periods when they were pregnant,” Harry whispered into Sam’s ear as they sat around the dining table, noting the blood stain on the back of your light wash jeans as you stood peeling carrots with Paddy at the kitchen counter, your backs turned towards them. Sam shook his head, leaning away from Harry and towards his mother. He nudged her with his elbow, disrupting her conversation with his father.

“Mum, she’s bleeding,” Sam said quietly, nodding his head in your direction. Her eyes widened as she acknowledged the bleeding and stood up quickly, the wooden chair scraping along the kitchen tiles, waking Tessa from her nap on the floor. She shrugged her cardigan off as she came up behind you and wrapped it around your waist.
“Sweetheart,” she whispered calmly in your ear. “Come upstairs, love.” You dropped the half-peeled carrot onto the chopping board, Sam standing up to take over the task as Nikki took you into her bedroom, still confused as to why you now had her cardigan around you, the knot she tied resting just below your swollen belly. “Honey, you’re bleeding, did you know you were bleeding?” She asked. The panic in your eyes told her you didn’t. “Don’t panic, love, don’t panic.” She sat you down on her bed as she fumbled in her drawers for some spare trousers for you to wear. “Put these on sweetheart, I’ve got sanitary towels in the cupboard under the sink, okay?” You nodded. “Are you feeling any pain, sweetie?” She asked. Her voice was gentle, reassuring you with her soothing tone, like your own mother’s had sounded when you were a child.

Ever since Tom had brought you home all those years ago, Nikki had warmed to you immediately, treating you as her own daughter, finally having some female company. You were grateful, since your own mother had passed away years before you’d met Tom. She filled a mother shaped space in your life, and even though she could never compare to your own sweet mother, Nikki was the next best thing.  

“No, no,” you half stuttered. “I didn’t even know I was bleeding.” Your voice was shaky and your throat was dry. You could almost hear your heart pounding through your chest.
“Alright, listen,” she sat down next to you. “I’m going to drive you to the hospital okay? I’m sure it’s going to be nothing, some women bleed sometimes during pregnancy but we’ll just get you checked out okay. You haven’t had a bleed before since you found out you were pregnant?” You shook your head, biting down on your lip to try and stop the tears. Nikki smiled at you, some sadness in her eyes, as she pulled you into a hug. “It’s alright.”
“You should phone Tom,” you said, your voice coming out as a whisper.
“I will do, poppet. Go and get changed, I’ll try and get hold of him.”

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39 and 41 with Yondu

39: I can’t do this on my own
41: don’t be afraid

You and Yondu had been together for a few years now. He was your blue Ravager charming. You loved him more than anything else in the world. At least you had until your little surprise came along.

You and Yondu weren’t always to safest when it came to being together. You had always lucked out but then you found out you were pregnant. You had suspected for a little but after finding a doctor on Xandar after the battle you were sure. You had known for a little while now and you knew you needed to tell Yondu.

You had never talked about kids with him. He was always so free and unrestrained. You didn’t know how he would react. You knew you needed to tell him because you would start to show soon. You knew Yondu had pretty much raised Peter but you didn’t know if he could handle a baby.

You were currently pacing the bedroom you and Yondu shared a hand on your still flat stomach. You were biting your lip and your throat felt dryer than a desert. You jumped when the door opened and Yondu walked in. He paused in the doorway watching you pace.

“Whatcha doin darlin?” He asked walking in and letting the door shut.

“I need to talk to you.” You managed to say after a moment of silence.

He walked over sitting on the bed and staring at you. You didn’t know it but his heart jumped into his heart. He didn’t like those words. It usually meant someone was leaving.

“Alright. Let’s talk.” He said patting the bed next to him.

You walked over and sat down your heart pounding in your chest. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. You sat in silence for a minute the tension growing in the room as you tried to think of how to say it.

“I don’t know what to say…. I never expected this to happen. I should have but you don’t think of this kind of stuff very often…” you started wringing your hands.

Yondu felt his heart pick up its pace. This didn’t sound good to him. Everything you said pointed to you leaving him. He tried to stop it but he began to imagine what life would be like without you. It wasn’t a good image and he tried to shake it off.

“I…. I can’t do this alone….. Yondu. I’m pregnant.” You finally got it out feeling like you were about to cry.

Yondu sat unblinking and staring at you. He was shocked. He was expecting you to leave him not this. His mind was running and he only kicked into gear when he saw you crying. He shook his head clearing his thoughts before grabbing your hand. He wiped your face a small smile on his face.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m right here with ya… Ya saying I’m gonna be a daddy?” He finally spoke a wide smile on his face.

You were taken back by his response. You hadn’t imagined a scenario where he was… excited. You gave a small laugh while still crying. You nodded and his smile seemed to widen. He captured your lips in a kiss before jumping up. He laughed again and you couldn’t help but laugh too.

“I love ya. Both of ya.” He almost shouted.

“I love you too.” You said your tears almost completely forgotten.

He put a hand on your stomach grinning before turning and running out of your bedroom. You laughed as you heard him yelling down the halls. You couldn’t have imagined this. Maybe he really did like being a dad. You almost died laughing when you finally understood what he was yelling.

“Hey y'all! We got another Peter comin! I’m gonna be a daddy!”

I guess I wrote this and never posted it?

Prompt: Kakashi finds out his wife is pregnant before the war.

Rating: T

Pairing:Kakashi x Reader because I’m garbage

The unforgiving winter of Konoha was at its peak as you walked down the blustery cobblestone road. You wrapped your scarf tighter around your neck, burying your nose beneath the wool as you held your sides. The wind blew against your already rosy cheeks, stinging your skin as you looked up to read the signs.

You walked into the convenience store a few blocks from your apartment and finally exhaled in the presence of warm air. Your lungs thanked you, and you grabbed a basket.

You looked at your list:
Eggs, bread, milk.

You gathered your belongings, making sure to look like this wasn’t the only thing you were here for. Carefully, you walked down the family planning aisle, staring at the pregnancy test as if it could just tell you the answer without having to go through the painful process of purchasing it.

You put it in the middle of your purchase as you lined them up, thinking that this process wouldn’t make the cashier think too much of the famous Kakashi of the Sharingan’s fiancé to be buying a pregnancy test. Especially at the brink of a war.

Your fingers shook as you paid for your items and bundles yourself, quickly exiting and making your way back home. Your mind raced, thinking of if it were true or perhaps your hormones were just out of wack with the impending stress load that was projected to double in the upcoming weeks.

That time of the month had come and gone without a speck of blood. You tried not to worry, but the more you put it off, the more the symptoms persisted. The unexplained weight gain, the irritability, the breast swelling - you couldn’t ignore them anymore.

“You’re home early,” Kakashi stood in the kitchen, a bowl of leftovers in his hand as he shoveled it in his mouth. His mask pooled around his neck and he smiled at you with a mouth full of salmon.

“I wasn’t feeling well,” you told him, avoiding his eyes.

“Again?” He put his bowl down on the table as you stripped off your winter wear. Chewing still, he put his fingers to your forehead and stopped you.

“You don’t seem feverish,” he pointed out. “Perhaps you should make an appointment with the doctors?”

“That’s rich, coming from the person who never sees the doctor,” you swatted his hand away. He looked at you, frowning as he swallowed his food. His eyebrows knitted together.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, his tone changing to match yours.

“Nothing,” you stuffed the small pregnancy test in your pocket, handing him the grocery bag. “Could you put these away?”

His eyebrows rose with the sudden change in your tone. Blinking, he took the bag from your hand and watched you as you walked into the bathroom, locking the door.

* * * * * * * *
You couldn’t breathe. It felt like your chest may cave in as you stared down at the little piece of plastic.


It was the third pregnancy test you had taken this week. You had gone to different stores within Konoha just to purchase them without causing rumors to spread. All of them had been positive.

You could feel your hands tingling as you stood up, thinking of how you would tell Kakashi. With the political heat escalating and the missions becoming more dangerous, he has been stressed enough trying to protect he village. Now he would have something else to protect. If Konoha were to go to war, he surely would be distracted with a pregnant fiancé at home.

This was not supposed to happen, you thought. This was the last thing that was supposed to happen and you wondered how you had been so careless. Perhaps you had missed a day on your pill. Or perhaps it has been when you were sick a few months ago and your pill hadn’t worked. Your mind raced, trying to figure out this puzzle.

* * * * * *
It had been a week since you found out. You contemplated how you would tell him, thinking of different scenarios as the days passed. You continued to push it off, afraid of how he would react.

“Kakashi?” You stood in the doorway of your bedroom, watching him as he wrapped his ankles with bandages for the day.

He didn’t look up, and you observed him from afar, his hair still askew from sleep.


“Can I talk to you?” You asked hesitantly. Finally, he looked up, his eyes tired as he stopped his preparations.

“Is something wrong?” He asked.

“Not exactly,” you looked away. You felt yourself begin to shake, your nerves enveloping you.

What if he was mad? What if he didn’t want the baby? What if he said you couldn’t afford to keep it? What if he had too many responsibilities? What if it stressed him out?

He watched you for a moment before looking down, cutting the tape of his bandage off and placing it to the bed.

Kakashi stood up, walking over to you. You were much shorter than him, and he had to dip is head to try and meet the eyes that you kept avoiding. You turned your head, wrapping your arms around your waist.

“Is there something wrong?” He asked again, this time his voice was more stern.

You felt your chin quiver and you bit your lip, inhaling a shaky breath. Emotions bubbled up in your chest and you felt Kakashi take your shoulders.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” he told you, sounding more concerned.

“I can’t,” you managed, tears spilling out.

“Why not?”

“I’m afraid.”

Kakashi let go of you, and took a step back. You looked up, seeing the look in his eyes that seemed like he was afraid.

“Did something happen?” He managed. “Did- I mean - are you - is there someone else?”

You quickly shook your head, “no, not at all. It’s not that.”

His eyebrows came to a point, “than what is it?”

A tear streamed down your cheek, and you quickly wiped it away.

“Please don’t be mad,” you told him.

Kakashi took a step back, taking your shoulders again.

“What is it?” He asked, his voice frustrated.

“I shouldn’t have said anything,” you reacted, pulling away. Anxiety was taking over you.

“[y/n]!” His voice was stern, “I can’t help you if you won’t tell me what’s wrong.”

“I’m pregnant!” You finally exclaimed, beginning to cry now. “I’m pregnant, okay? I’m sorry! I’ve been hiding it from you and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I’m sorry, I know you have so much to do and the war and -”

“[y/n],” he breathed, taking a step closer to you. He touched your shoulder and you looked up, meeting his eyes with yours.

“You mean it?” He asked, his voice shaking. “Are you sure?”

You blinked, “I took three tests. They were all positive.”

Suddenly, you were wrapped in his arms, his face being buried in the crook of your neck. He held you tight, feeling his body become stiff.


“I could never be mad,” he exhaled, his voice cracking against your skin. You reached up, holding onto him as you realized how emotional he was.

“You mean it?” You asked.

He laughed against your ear, his clothes lips tickling your skin. You couldn’t tell if he was crying, but his voice sounded as though he was holding back so many emotions.

He pulled away, looking you in the eye with a small smile.

“With this impending war- with all the turbulence in the village -” he paused, “this is the best news I’ve heard in a very long time. I have one more thing to fight for now.”

anonymous asked:

Can you please recommend me some really long fics? Thank you💕

Sure! Just in time for SCAWeek too :) I’ll list these by writer, and most of them will be Steter but a few will also be polyamory and I’ll specify those.


Make Your Own (Buns in the Oven)

Stiles opens his mouth a few times, but no words come out as he feels tears welling up again. He takes a deep, shaky breath, exhales slowly to calm himself enough to do this.

Peter waits, brows furrowed in worry as he watches Stiles.

“I think I’m pregnant,” he finally says, “And I don’t know what to do.”

Or the one where Stiles is a human incubator and Peter is not the baby daddy (until he is).

it’s not the color i came in

Stiles is a bit of an anomaly among the Omegas he knows, or everyone on the spectrum really.

For him, heats are about comfort and safety, and not at all about sex.


Bittersweet Creek

When Stiles finally steps off the westward trail to California, he’s the last of his pack. He starts building a den, but then he finds a dying man next to a burnt-down house and it turns out he’s not really much of a settler, after all.

The Time Travel Grammar Book

The story that was supposed to be about time-travel, but is really a stealth AU of the first two seasons where Talia’s a struggling single mom, Peter’s the eponymous teen wolf, and Stiles, Scott and Lydia…are time travelers (so that part’s not totally inaccurate).

The Sphinx of Beacon Hills (Stetopher)

Stiles is a sphinx, and he’s winging his way to visit his buddy Scott when a storm drops him in Beacon Hills, the craziest, crankiest, coldest place ever. And somehow, he ends up with a bunch of werewolves.

Dead Men Tell No Tales (Steterek)

Sociopathic mercenaries Stiles and Lydia pick up some Hales in the middle of killing Kate Argent. They’re not rescuers.

Movement in Alpha Major (Stetopher)

Peter Hale, thirty-four, shady but successful human lawyer, knocks on his nephew Derek’s door one night because he’s just been bitten by a werewolf. Somehow, this ends up being a lot more awkward than one would expect.


Set the Sun, Rise the Moon

Stiles wakes up a werewolf, with no memory of how it happened. Understandably, he panics.

“He wasn’t supposed to come home,” Stiles whispers. He knows Peter can hear him even with the shower running. “He woke me up and I remembered and I panicked…”

“Your father,” Peter says, and it’s not a question.


Sympathy for the Devil

Stiles gets a job as a hospital orderly and finds himself becoming strangely attached to the catatonic man on the long-term care ward, and finds out that there’s a lot more to Peter Hale than there seems…

Get Off (Me)

Stiles hates being left behind with Peter while the pack is fighting monsters, because he never knows exactly what Peter will get up to.

Devil of Mercy

Peter’s heard people talk about what it felt like when they saw their mate for the first time, from those who actually believe in the mystical bullshit. Like a magnet, like gravity. Peter just feels… sharply curious.

Call My Name

After moving to Beacon Hills, Stiles starts having recurring dreams of a man in some kind of prison, who needs his help. Things get so bad that he ends up in Eichen House, where he finds out that the man is real.


Save Me

Peter is the Alpha.
He’s nobody’s savior.
Not his pack’s. Not his town’s. And not that kid’s.
But sometimes salvation goes both ways.

Infinite Space

Stiles needs Peter’s expertise to help stop the latest threat to Beacon Hills.
And, as the pack falls apart around him, he might even need Peter for more than that.


The Hale Wolf Sanctuary isn’t just for wolves.

It turns out it’s for Stilinskis as well.


Baby Boy

What the heck is FetLife?

Stiles is too curious for his own good, and he can’t help himself, so he joins a website advertising to be a good place for “kinksters.” He just wants to be nosy and see what total strangers are up to. Then he meets Peter, who wants to be called Daddy.

Could Stiles be his baby boy?

Pigments and Pentacles

“One–” He stabbed the needle right through skin and cartilage, pulling a loud squawk out of Stiles.

Stiles sucked in a few quick breaths then started to laugh. “You son of a bitch,” he snorted. “You said on three.”

“I lied,” Peter replied, smiling down at him.


All In A Spin

Stiles can’t really talk anymore but, with Peter, he realizes he doesn’t have to. Even if their spoken communication consists of one swear word and stuttered syllables, they understand each other. And that’s what counts.


If You Want to Sing Out, Sing Out

Commander Stilinski looked like he fell out of a propaganda video, his armor still smoking as he pulled off his helmet and handed it off to First Officer Argent. He had a few bruises down his neck but his smile was bright.

“Glad to see you safe and sound, Mr. Hale. I’d hate for Derek to lose a member of his family.”

“I told you,” Derek snapped at his superior, “he’s not worth this, Commander.”


Spark of Dark

After being abandoned by Scott, Stiles feels empty and tired. Sick of life. Until Peter re-enters his life and makes him want to live again.
All of a sudden he’s not so alone anymore…and neither is Peter.


Out Of The East, Never See The Sun Rise

In the beginning, there are three absolutes.

One. Stiles is a god, forged of starlight and collapsing galaxies and he is eternal.

Two. Peter is human, fragile bone and viscous blood and he is temporary.

Three. Stiles and Peter are in love; love that claws its way inside one’s heart like fish hooks; all encompassing love that is beautiful but dangerous.

Stiles is a god. Peter is human. They love each other.

Three absolutes.


You Had Me at Canapes

Stiles doesn’t mean to sneak into the Hale wedding, and he certainly doesn’t mean to have cliche coat-room sex with the bride’s uncle, but what had happened, happened, and it wasn’t like he could just leave. At least, not until he got to have some of that cake.


Naughty Hookers (Swathed in Wool)

Stiles is happy with his store, his hobbies, his friends. Peter’s just trying to figure out how to raise his nieces and nephew without fucking them up too badly.

Paths cross.


Runes and all kinds of things

Enough is enough. Stiles is tired of being always a last choice when he always tries to do his best for his precious people, so they better get their act together or face being left behind.


The things in the Argent’s basement get nearly fatal, the Sheriff finds about the supernatural, Allison can have a wicked, wicked mind and Peter Hale appears to be everywhere.

Oh, and Stiles can’t seem to stop breaking the laws of physics with his magic.


Worn Out Shoes

When the dead rise, and the world comes to an end, the McCall Pack must learn to live in this new world, or die in the attempt. This is the story of the end, and of the year that follows.

Proposing To Strangers

At the end of a strained relationship, crime novelist Stiles chooses to hide from the world inside a bar with far too many motorcycles outside it for comfort. Here he’ll meet the man of his dreams, eat food and propose marriage, all within the first five minutes.

Peter doesn’t know who this kid is, but he’s cute and looks like he could use a break. So he feeds him. He’s not expecting a marriage proposal, but with what comes after, he doesn’t really mind.

The Unexpected Marriage of Peter Hale

This is the story of how Peter gets married without technically dating anyone.

“You can bring your boyfriend with you,” Talia says.
Peter stops giving Henry more bits of dried fruit to stare at his sister “Boyfriend?”
“Of course!” Talia gestures at Stiles who looks around behind him with wide eyes. “I’m sure the whole family would be interested in meeting your young man.”


Do You Like to Hurt? (Then Hurt Me)

Stiles shows up at Peter’s apartment, drunk and horny. Peter almost does the right thing—before it all deteriorates into a voyeuristic power game and Stiles has a mind-shattering orgasm. Things snowball from there.

Whiskey is My Kind of Lullaby

Peter is a simple saloon owner on one of the outer planets between the Aaru Belt and the Olympus Galaxy. He’s done with trouble. Done with adventure. So fucking done with rustlers. That is, until a cute young outlaw named Stiles wanders into his bar. Peter has this problem where he can’t seem to resist charming narcissists (perhaps because they remind him of himself). And when said narcissists turn his life upside-down, the worst part is he’s not even that upset about it.

Gamer Trash

Neither of them is aware of it, but Peter and Stiles play the same MMORPG. After Stiles moves away from Beacon Hills and goes to college, he and Peter start raiding together by accident.

Heatstroke (The Strongest Thing I Ever Felt Was Feelings For You)

“Dear god,” Peter snorts. “Alphas and their obsession with bodily fluids. Do you really find the narration of biological processes arousing?”
“You mean you’re not into the idea of smelling like me for days after this?” Stiles grins.
“I don’t know about days. I’m sure the birth control hormones will flush it out after about twenty-four hours.”
“You—what—I thought it suppresses your heats how are you—?”
“I like sex. So I take the pill that gives me shorter pseudo-heats. I’m still infertile. You gonna cry about it?”

(Or the one where Peter is a strong, independent Omega who don’t need no Alpha, but maybe he starts to like having Stiles around anyway).

Dean Ambrose - Happiest Man Alive.

Dean Ambrose - Prompts #20 “I’m pregnant” and #37 “You’re lying”

Request for - @ryleeroseb4

Warnings - Fluff, Pregnancy (is that warning idk)

Word Count - 2000 Words.

Originally posted by iamed04

Today was a big day, it was Smackdown live and your long term (3 years to be exact) boyfriend Dean Ambrose had a title shot to become the 2x Intercontinental champion. You so badly wanted him to win, it would be the perfect set up to tell him about your long awaited 3 month pregnancy that you had been waiting to surprise him with. You see, you and Dean had been actively trying for a baby over the past year. Although it was hard considering you were also on the road with him as one of Smackdown Live’s make up artists. It was safe to say it was pretty early to be trying for children but you both knew you had found ‘the one’ the moment you saw each other. When you two had first started trying you were both extremely naive thinking it was going to all happen quickly, but you were both very wrong. There had been a few complications along the way - some hard to swallow and others well, they just mean’t you got more time in bed with your man

But low and behold after many months and weeks of quite literally relentless (but incredibly fun) trying; you were finally pregnant. You had been bursting to tell him since you found out when you were just 2 weeks. But you had contained yourself and waited for the 3 month ‘safe point’ now was just a waiting game of pin pointing the moment you were going to tell him. But tonight’s Smackdown match up provided that perfect opportunity - that if everything went to plan.

You were currently backstage with Dean’s best friend Roman and his daughter Jojo, you were both ‘hiding’ from Dean due to the fact Roman was still meant to be with Raw on tour but he opted to come see his brother after a long time apart and you were meant to be wrapped up in bed after a faux illness you had suddenly contracted; this morning you had told your boyfriend you that you felt deathly sick (which wasn’t a lie with morning sickness and all that) and you probably wouldn’t be able to make it to his match tonight. You must admit you felt overly guilty when you saw the dimples from his unusual morning smile disappear as you told him you couldn’t make it, but those feelings instantly went away as soon as you look at or even felt the 12 week scan in the back pocket of your jeans. Or remember that your elaborate surprise would fix a permanent grin to his features for a long long time. Roman was the only person who knew about your pregnancy and he only found out an hour or so prior to meeting him at Smackdown - but you had sworn him to secrecy, not even allowing him to text his wife or Seth, you didn’t want people knowing before the person that deserved to know the most.

~Match Time~

As soon has Maryse’s hand connected with Dean’s cheek your heart sunk - instantly recognising the imminent disqualification heading The Miz’s way obviously resulting in him retaining. You looked over to Roman who at first appeared pre-occupied with little Jojo, but you could see the same look on his features as the one you felt in your stomach. The nauseous feeling only became worse when you saw the ref raise his hand in the direction of the time keepers area, you placed your head in your hands bracing yourself for the sound of the bell - but slowly began to raise your head as the sound never came and Roman gave your shoulder a slight nudge along with a heartychuckle. Your eyes wearily glanced up to the screen to a smile formed on your face and giggle bubbled from your rouged lips as your saw Dean being as stubborn as ever arguing with ref, almost pleading the ref to not disqualify The Miz. You could see the sceptical look dousing the features of the official causing you to cross your fingers and bite the skin around your nails out of nervous habit - as soon as you saw the officials hand rest at his side signifying the continuation of the match you slowly let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding; hearing the Samoan beside you do the same.

The match dragged on and you could see fatigue setting with in both superstars, Jojo had long lost interest but you and Roman were still perched on the edges of you seats - it seemed Ro wanted your plan to work almost as much as you did. Your eyes drifted from the screen for a mere 5 seconds but were instantly diverted back as you heard a huge pop erupt from the crowd - one so deafening it even brought Jojo’s attention to the TV. You squealed in delight as you saw Dean hook Miz’s arms ready for ‘dirty deeds’, you excitement rocketed as he successfully hit the devastating DDT and the official began the three count. You rapidly slapped Romans arm as the referees hand touched the canvas finalising the three count, you hugged Roman, your heightened emotion caused makeup stained tears to fall onto his shirt.

“Y/N you have to go hide, you know he won’t be out there long” Roman’s deep voice announced pulling away from the celebratory hug. You quickly nodded in realisation and headed to the bathroom of the Dean’s dressing room, assuring you left the door open a fraction so you could see your boyfriend the moment he walked in. It was a short five minutes before you heard the two best friends. 

“Congratulations brother” Roman quite literally screamed at Dean, you boyfriend chuckled pulling Roman in for a ‘bro hug’

“Cheers man, means a lot - happy to be holdin’ the gold again” Dean mused gesturing to the title gleaming upon his shoulder. A look of fondness adorned your face admiring how happy he was - and how he was about to become a whole lot happier.

“Where’s Y/N man?” Roman questioned clearly trying to conceal the smirk creeping to his face, as Dean scooped up Jojo giving her a massive cuddle from her favourite uncle. You heart beat sped up and a feeling of warmth swarmed your body just seeing just how much of a perfect daddy Dean will be.

“She couldn’t make it, she was really sick this morning” he shrugged continuing to hold Jojo - the small girl amused by the championship upon Dean’s shoulder. “I’m waiting on the soppy congratulations text that she’s probably been typing for five minutes already” he rolled his eyes playfully - that sentence was the perfect opportunity to reveal your presence. You made one final check of you back pocket just to make sure the scan hadn’t fallen out - as soon as you felt it that beaming smile broke onto your face again.

“What sort of champs girlfriend isn’t there to greet the champ” you announced as you walked out of the bathroom door holding your arms out. Dean promptly placed Jojo down and bolted over to you; picking you up and swinging you round.

“I thought you were ill! You little bitch you lied” he scolded playfully his scruff tickling your face as he kissed your temple.

“I did not lie, i did feel sick - but i wouldn’t miss the love of my life getting what he wanted more than anything; his championship back!” you argued defensively with a giggle, pressing your soft lips to Dean’s as he continued holding you in a tight yet comforting embrace - that was until his arms loosened around you and his face become more serious.

“Babe, i promise i will give you what you want soon - i’ll make you happy, i already know you’ll be an amazing mother” he mumbled lowly his piercing cerulean staring directly into yours as he gently intertwined his still sweaty hands with your more delicate ones. You stared at him your features perplexed in bewilderment - before you finally understood what he meant; you had to try your hardest to conceal your smile before you spoke up.

“Maybe a lot sooner than we thought” you announced twirling a strand of your loosely curled hair between your painted nails. He gave you a puzzled look and placed his hand on your shoulder - daintily rubbing circles into it with his thumb; something he often did to comfort you. 

“Babe i can’t promise anything soon or tell you when it’s going to happen but -” you interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.

“I’m pregnant” you spoke loudly over the rumble of his deep voice and the background noises of the arena that all faded to silence in that one moment - a grin spreading from ear to ear across your face as you saw, Dean’s eyes light up, something not even a title win could bring to him.

“You’re lying” his voice drawled out in disbelief as his muscled hands automatically left the go of his precious title and made their way to your only minutely, protruding belly. “I can’t - i can’t believe it” he blinked rapidly as his grin widened exposing his pearly whites. “I’m going to be a Daddy!” he shouted almost at the top of his lungs before encapsulating your small frame in his much larger, herculean like one. Your small arms tightened round his large frame as tears of pure joy spilled from your eyes and onto his vest clad chest. The romantic embrace was cut short as your remembered the scan in your pocket - he gave raised an eyebrow at you as you hastily tore yourself from his embrace and reached to your pocket.

“This is why i was ‘ill’ this morning” you said sheepishly handing him the tiny black and white scan. “Three months yesterday” you smiled as his brows furrowed to study the small-scaled image. 

“Babe… why has our child got like four arms?” you snorted knowing he was bound to ask something stupid like that.

“Dean - did it not cross your mind that, ya know - that could be two different babies…” your voice trailed off towards the end of the sentence as you saw realisation set in his features.

“Woah woah - twins? You’re telling me that you’re bring two mini Ambrose’s into the world at once? Jesus Christ someone send help” Roman spoke up from the back of the room causing you and Dean to burst out in a fit of giggles. You even heard Jojo laugh a little at her fathers comment. You quickly turned back to Dean only to be met with a wistful kiss slammed onto your plump lips.

“Twins eh? I can’t believe it. I am the happiest man alive right now - all thanks to you Y/N. I love you” he spoke solemnly after pulling away from the short but love filled kiss. 

“I love you too Handsome” you beamed up at him. “However as much as I’m enjoying this huge mushy love stuff - I’d much rather enjoy some fries and a chocolate milkshake.” Smirking as you saw the disgust on Dean and Roman’s faces you spoke up again. “C’mon the twins are hungry” you chuckled beginning to make your way out of the dressing room.

Roman and Dean shared a look before shrugging, starting to follow you and Jojo - who had already left her daddy to be with her favourite auntie.

“Hey, congrats man. This’ll be the most joyful, yet most stressful thing you’ll ever experience. But trust be it’s worth it” Roman mused as he stared at you and Jojo lightly skipping through the halls; the words left his mouth with wisdom and experience causing Dean to let out a hearty laugh. Before he spoke - almost out of earshot

“All I can say is - I truly am THE happiest man alive.”

A/N: This one was soo good to write! All the daddy dean feels!! I’m also very very sorry this one took so long to upload - i’ve been ill and it made me kinda unproductive - whoops :/ But anyways i hope you all enjoy - oh and if you enjoy this i could make it into a series? I’m not sure. But happy reading! ~ Moxxii :) x

looking out for you

pairing: taehyung x reader | soulmates
word count: 9.2k
     → i didn’t even know soulmates existed before you. but i know it’s real because i feel it. it’s like my heart sees you and it just kinda knows you.

You were presenting in class the first time he infiltrated your vision with silk-like strokes of vivid colors. An odd twinge in your heart erupted and it felt as if someone had a grip around your throat, your legs giving in beneath you, your hands shakily finding their way to the table for support. As if through a blur, you heard your name being called out and you looked upon the class as specks of brown hues emerged, specks that hadn’t been there before.

It was a desperate attempt to stay upright as you focused on steadying your breath, the vivid hallucinations making it all that much harder when the specks took shapes and your heartrate boomed. Adrenaline was pulsing through your body and you saw the terrible posture, the slouched spine and the coffee hues that had turned to soft strands of hair. It was a boy, but he wasn’t from here. You saw the books in front of him, faint colors of a room surrounding him, an entire different reality set around his frame. Your lungs were fighting for air and you were irrevocably wavering when a choked scream finally fell from your lips and the figure turned, the widest set of scared eyes looking right back at you.

Seconds after that, you fainted.

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southsidesserpentroyalty  asked:

Herrow there friend ✋ I would love a fic where Betty has to figure out the best way to tell juggie she's pregnant with his baby and his reaction, I just feel it would be so cute!

I’ll give it a go!

“No Ron, I mean.. maybe.. I don’t know. What if he doesn’t want this? We just got married last year and you know he’s got the new book coming out, and then what about me? Winter break is coming up so I’m trying to keep the morning sickness down so I don’t have to miss anymore work. This is a mess.” Tears gathered in the corners of Betty’s eyes as she bit down hard on her lower lip.

Veronica grabbed her best friends shaky hands, stroking her palms soothingly

“Listen to me. You are going to be an amazing mother, it’s normal for you to be worried, it’s scary but you’ll figure all of it out, you always do. As for Jughead? You both have incredibly stable jobs, he makes great money and you’re 25 years old. He loves you Betty and he’s going to love that little baby. And.. I’m gonna be a godmother, oh my god I can’t wait. I hope it’s a girl, I saw the cutest little pearl charm bracelet at Tiffanys the other day.” The raven haired beauty rambled, her brain already flying into auntie mode.

Betty couldn’t keep the small smile off of her face as she sniffles, wiping the tears from her eyes
“A girl would be nice, but then… a little boy with Juggies eyes. Maybe my blonde hair.” Her hands fell to her still flat tummy, a wistful smile on her face as she daydreamed about her future baby.

Veronica placed a comforting hand on the beautiful mother to be’s shoulder
“See, it’s all gonna workout.” She whispered softly, her own eyes landing on Betty’s stomach as she grinned.

At that exact moment the front door swung open revealing a snowy Jughead carrying a brown paper bag filled with takeout food.
“Honey, I’m home.” He singsonged, walking into the living room, cheeks going red when he spotted Veronica tugging her coat on.

“Veronica, Betty didn’t tell me you’d be over.” He cast a glance at his wife, instantly stiffening when he saw her watery eyes and red nose “what’s the matter? What happened? Betty, baby? Why are you crying.” Jughead quickly dropped the bag of food on the ground and flew to the couch, squeezing next to Betty.

Veronica pulled her cape on with a flourish
“That’s my cue to leave. I’ll see you both at breakfast tomorrow. And remember B, I love you.” She blew a kiss and headed through the front door.

“Baby?” Jughead spoke again, drawing her green eyes back to his. “What is it? What’s going on?”

Betty tried desperately to hold back her tears but at the tender voice of her husband, the flood gates reopened.

It took Jughead all of one second to pull his wife into his arms, rubbing her back gently and whispering in her ear.

“It’s okay. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out. I love you. I love you so much.”

She sobbed openly into his chest her hands splayed against his soft flannel shirt, she knew she was being dramatic but if anyone asked she was definitely blaming it on the hormones.

“I…, I don’t know how to tell you, I’m.. oh juggie”

Jughead pulled back slowly, cupping her face in his hands.
“You can tell me anything. I promise, I love you.”

With a shaky breath Betty finally spoke

“I’m… I’m pregnant.”

It came out as a whisper, something so weak it didn’t even sound like her own voice.

Jugheads grip on her cheeks went slack, his hands falling to his sides with an audible thud, Betty nodded, looking down.

“I didn’t know how to tell you. I know it’s scary, and maybe we aren’t ready, but I think we can do this. I think.. maybe we could be good parents, we’ve had a lot to learn. I don’t know how to tell you, I didn’t think you wanted one of those baby announcements and judging by your silence maybe you’d have preferred if I didn’t tell you at all. I get it, I…” Betty was cut off as she yelped, suddenly she was in the air, looking down as her husband beamed at her.

“A baby.” He whispered, the smile still etched on his face, his eyes fell to her stomach as he swung her in a circle “our baby. My baby.”

Betty nodded as Jughead fingers fisted the fabric of her shirt covering her stomach.
“Yeah. Our baby, your baby.” She was smiling now.

“Thankyou.” Jughead whispered, pressing his forehead against hers “Thankyou so much Betty.”

Betty felt a single tear fall from her eyes, this one was a happy tear.

“You’re welcome Jughead”

Suddenly he was pulling away from her.
“I’ve gotta call my dad.”

Betty’s eyes went wide
“No! I have to call my mom! If she hears we told your dad first she’ll kill me.”

Jughead had the cordless phone in his hand as he held it over his head.
“You snooze you lose.” He grinned

Betty pulled her cellphone out of her pocket and immediately pressed Alice’s speed dial, Jughead stuttered as he pressed the numbers on the phone.

“That’s what you get for not using modern technology.” She stuck her tongue out

“Hey mom…”

“Hey dad…”

The couple spoke at the same time, stating at each other with the goofiest smiles on their faces.

“We’re pregnant.”

Maximum-Salty Masterlist

[M] = Contains mature material

[T] = Contains possibly triggering material



when you hold their hand for the first time

when pledis hires a female English tutor

when a trainee walks into their restroom

when they see a trainee dancing to Hyuna’s “Roll Deep”

when you’re in charge of their American debut and they start to have a crush on you

when they realize they’re in love

when their short s/o keeps making tall jokes

when you’re their interviewer

when you kiss him for the first time (wonwoo)


when they see their crush in a bikini at the beach

when their girlfriend is good at sports

when their girlfriend can speak 6 languages


when their girlfriend wants them to feel her legs after shaving

how they would hug you

when they see you cooking/cleaning when you’re stressed

when you’re shy at first but become a walking meme when you’re comfortable

when you randomly give them the middle finger

when their wife is finally pregnant after a long time of trying

when their s/o randomly uses a baby voice

when you’re naturally loud

when they meet a girl that looks like Yoongi

when their s/o sends them pictures of an overly affectionate cat

when their s/o is scared of thunderstorms

when their s/o puts pigtails in their hair while they sleep

when you’re a better chef than them

when you call them “baby boy” [M]

when you call them “daddy” [M]

when you have bad period symptoms

when they meet your childish friends

when you make them a cake but it’s slightly burned


their younger sister is bestfriend with one of the other members

when they see you cooking/cleaning when you’re stressed

when you’re shy at first but become a walking meme when you’re comfortable

when you get mad on a date when they were going to propose

when they had a dream that you passed away

when you’re a forgetful person


when their first kiss gets interrupted by the other members

when they realize they’re in love

when they see you masturbating in the studio [M]

when their s/o sends them pictures of an overly affectionate cat


when you snort while laughing

when you have big curly hair

when you’re stressed for finals

when you’re in a parody

when they have a dream where you passed away

when they see you twerking [M]

when they see you dance sexily [M]


when a girl confesses to them

monsta x:

when you don’t notice people checking you out



Mistakes (Mark angst) [T]

Painful (Mark angst) [T]

I Need You - part 1 (Jackson angst) [T]

I Need You - part 2 (Jackson angst/fluff)

King (Jinyoung fluff/smut) [M]


I’ll Protect You (Baekhyun angst/fluff) [T]

No Matter What (Baekhyun fluff) [T]

Engaged (Baekhyun fluff)

Dream Come True (Baekhyun fluff)

Promise (Jongdae fluff) [T]

English Student (Minseok fluff)


Paper Hearts (Taehyung angst) [T]

Fate (Jin fluff)

Kingka (Jimin fluff/angst)

The Vampire in the Room (Jimin smut) [M]

Even With a Soulmate (Jungkook fluff/angst/au)


Angels (Jisoo fluff)

What Was That? (Jisoo fluff)


Kings and Queens (Minhyuk fluff)


Without Him [T]



Mtl like a girl with calloused fingers from playing guitar

Mtl let their girl best friend cuddle them

Mtl date an ‘02 liner

Mtl date a ‘99 liner

Mtl date a ‘93 liner

Mtl date a curvy girl

Mtl date a ‘97 liner

Mtl date an ‘00 liner

Mtl give their wife all of their money

Mtl let you wear their clothes 

Mtl date a girl like Hyuna

Mtl be interested in someone who is really into theatre and is a triple threat

Mtl date a girl who is both sassy and polite at the same time

Mtl date a girl who is usually quiet but has a short temper

Mtl date a girl who looks like CL

Mtl be a virgin

Mtl have a language kink

Mtl date a really tall girl

Mtl like a girl who can play classical music

Mtl date someone who has an alternative style

Mtl try and learn your native language


Mlt date an ‘02 liner

Mtl date a ‘93 liner

Mtl date an ‘00 liner

Mtl be interested in someone who is really into theatre and is a triple threat

Mtl date a girl who is both sassy and polite at the same time

Mtl date a girl who is usually quiet but has a short temper

Mtl be a virgin

Mtl be interested in a girl who is passionate about classical music

Mtl date a punk singer

Mtl date a really short girl

Mtl like a girl who can play classical music

Mtl date a girl heavily involved in musical theater

Mtl date a foreigner

Mtl have a language kink


Mtl bang on the first date

Mtl date a black girl

Mtl be a virgin

Mtl have a biting kink

Mtl have a scratching/pain kink

Mtl date a really tall girl

Mtl date someone who has an alternative style

Mtl be a hopeless romantic

Mtl make out with you while you straddle them

Mtl play with your fingers

Mtl play with your hair


Mtl date a ‘99 liner

Mtl think dirty things when you lick a lollipop

Mtl prefer lovemaking over fucking

Mtl checking you out 24/7 with no shame

Mtl accidentally call the teacher “mom”

Mlt be a boobs man

Mtl let you wear their shirts

Mtl date a girl who is usually quiet but has a short temper

Mtl be a dom


Mtl date an ‘00 liner

Mtl date someone younger than them

Mtl date a black girl

Mtl date a foreigner

Mtl date a sporty girl

Mtl to get jealous easily/mtl like skinship

Mt date an ‘01 liner

Mtl date a ‘98 liner


Mtl date a ‘99 liner

Mtl date a girl who is usually quiet but has a short temper


Mtl date a foreigner


Mtl be a dom


Mtl like a girl who boxes



when they miss you (MJ ver)

when they miss you (JinJin ver)

when they miss you (Moonbin ver)

when they miss you (Eunwoo ver)

when they miss you (Rocky ver)

when they miss you (Sanha ver)


when Hoseok sends you weird snaps and the rest of bts make fun of him for it

when Jimin finds some glasses

Jikook when you’ve had a sucky week

everyday Jihope snaps

Jimin (ft. Yoongi) when your day starts off bad

Taehyung and Hoseok when they turn from fluffy to horny


when your soon-to-be hubby Baekhyun is stuck at work and wants cuddles

when Luhan finds out you got hurt while he’s on tour


when you spend more time with Coco than with Youngjae and he gets jealous

when Jaebum wanted you to come to the movies with him


when Jae misses you


when you’re sick and they want to cheer you up

monsta x:

when Wonho and Jooheon want to go on a date

when Wonho pesters you till you go on a date

when Jooheon is bored



When Sanha wants to come over but you’re studying for finals


When Brian finds out you’re insecure


Jungkook fails at flirting

“Relationship goals” with Jungkook

Jikook when you had an argument

Jimin confessing to an oblivious you

Everyday conversations with Park Jimin

Everyday conversations with Kim Taehyung

Everyday conversations with Min Yoongi

Stressed for finals with Taehyung

Fangirling to Yoongi about his mixtape

They find out that their younger sister is pregnant (hyung line ver.) [T]

They find out that their younger sister is pregnant (maknae line ver.) [T]

Their best friend who is super calm gets into a cat fight at school

Accidentally sexting their members [M] (kinda..?)

Guilt (Yoongi angst) [T]

monsta x:

They forget your birthday


Needy Baekhyun [M]

-First Kiss-


First kiss with Bobby


First kiss with Yixing

First kiss with Sehun


First kiss with Sanha


First kiss with Jaebum


First kiss with Yoongi

First kiss with Hoseok

First kiss with Namjoon

First kiss with Jungkook


First kiss with Sana



Bambam as a boyfriend

Jaebum as your secret admirer

Jaebum as a boyfriend

Jinyoung as a prince

Mark as a boyfriend

Jackson as a husband

Jackson as a boyfriend

got7 as fruit

got7 as girls

got7 as chairs

got7 as puppies


Chanyeol as a boyfriend

Chanyeol as a schoolmate

Chanyeol as a roommate

Kyungsoo as a boyfriend

Minseok as a boyfriend

Jongdae as a boyfriend

Luhan as a boyfriend

Baekhyun as a boyfriend

Yixing as a boyfriend


Seokjin as a boyfriend

Yoongi as a boyfriend

Namjoon as a boyfriend

Namjoon as a dad

Hoseok as a boyfriend

Jimin as a boyfriend

Taehyung as a boyfriend

Taehyung as a husband

Jungkook as a boyfriend

bts as fruit

bts as cups

bts as shit i’ve heard from my dance students

bts as lamps

bts as handmade mugs

bts as mugs they’d like to receive as gifts

bts as perfumes

bts as disney princes


Minhyuk as a boyfriend

Jinwoo as a boyfriend


Seungcheol as a boyfriend

Jisoo as a boyfriend

Seokmin as a boyfriend

Soonyoung as a boyfriend

Vernon as a boyfriend

Wonwoo as a boyfriend

Minghao as your secret admirer

Mingyu as your childhood friend

seventeen as scents

monsta x:

Hyungwon as your boyfriend



First date with Jungkook

Dance practice with Bts


Coffee date with Chanwoo

Dad Hat

Request: Older and married and finally find out she’s pregnant and cute + fluffy / “They didn’t just find out!  They already knew!”

a/n: hello all!! i have been up to my head in sociology homework this week, and most recently, celebrating the Patriots historic super bowl win!!!!! i hope you’re all having a lovely day/night/afternoon in whatever timezone you find yourself in!! and i’m also not ashamed that the first thing i thought of when writing soon-to-be dad shawn was him wearing a dad hat. so enjoy and tell me your thoughts 💜💜💜

Your name: submit What is this?

You didn’t know how you didn’t catch it sooner.  You had missed your last two periods, you’d been nauseous for the past few weeks throughout the day, and you’d been feeling more tired than lately.  They were the generic signs, and for some reason, they all went over your head.

           Normally, when you got nervous, you paced around your room.  And that’s exactly what you were doing now.  Shawn was in the studio for the day, so you were home alone to sit with your thoughts.  You knew when you would tell Shawn that he would be over the moon about you being pregnant.

           It would be your first child together, and you knew better than anyone else how much Shawn wanted to be a father.  It didn’t matter if you were having a boy or a girl, Shawn would be filled with love either way for your child.


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anonymous asked:

Ohoh how about a grown up bughead featuring a pregnancy maybe?? (Up to you whether it's planned or unplanned 😉)

Aww baby bughead! This ones a little tricky but I’ll give it a go!

What was he gonna say? Would he be angry? Happy? Maybe just disappointed. This wasn’t in the plan, and it sure wasn’t something she knew how to explain.

A baby.

She was going to have a baby.

Oh god, she was gonna be sick.

Leaning back from the toilet bowl, she rested her head on the cool marble of the bathroom floor.

Could she even take care of a baby right now? Sure she had a good job that provided her with plenty of benefits, and jugheads latest novel had made them more money than they knew what to do with, but this was another life. Another person.

Closing her eyes, she pictured a tiny dark haired little boy, with her own sea green eyes and jugheads signature half smirk.

She couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of Jughead changing a diaper, or feeding him a bottle.

And what about his first book? What would they read the little baby? Goodnight moon was her favorite childrens book and she could easily picture rocking her son and reading him all kinds of stories.

But what if it was a girl, a beautiful little girl with raven locks and Betty’s dimples. She would no doubt be a daddy’s girl, Jughead was so patient with Betty, she could see him spoiling his little girl.

This was all if he chose to stay with her. They had just gotten married last year. It was too soon. He could easily pack his bags, wish her luck and head out the front door.

No. that wasn’t him. She felt bad for thinking such horrible things about him, but then again could she ruin his life like this?

A baby would change everything, he was an accomplished author, his life was just starting wouldn’t a baby ruin it?

Suddenly their was a knock on the bathroom door

“Love? Are you okay in there? I’m coming in.”

She swiped at the tears on her cheeks, apparently not fast enough because when he saw her watery eyes, he was on the floor in a second flat.

“Betty? What’s the matter are you sick? What did the doctor say?” He was eyeing her up and down assessing any damage.

She shook her head

“I’m not sick, well I am. But it’s a normal sick.”
She explained in a whisper

“Normal sick? What are you talking about, you can tell me Betty, it’s okay.” She looked up into his eyes, they were panicked, he always went to the worst possible scenario

“Jughead please don’t hate me.”

“What? Baby what are you talking about?”

She took a deep breathe, pulling her knees to her chest

“I’m pregnant.”

The bathroom went stone quiet.

“Pregnant?” Jughead finally said in a whisper.

“I’m sorry, I know that we were being careful, I don’t know how it happened.”

She was suddenly off the ground and was being swung around as jughead laughed loudly

“A baby we’re having a baby!”

She couldn’t help but laugh along as he slowed down

“You’re not angry?” She questioned meeting his eyes.

“Angry?” He looked painfully confused “no of course not, scared as all hell? Yes but angry no! I’m happy Betty, were having a baby. One of our very own?”

She smiled “one of our very own”

“Oh man think of the inspiration I’m gonna have for my next novel. As long as you don’t let me turn into one of those annoying, tool box having, croc wearing lame dads”

She giggled

“If you don’t let me turn into one of those bob wearing, pantyhose moms, we have a deal.”

“Deal. We’re gonna be good parents bets, nothing like our own, we’ll learn from each other, and we’ll talk about it , and if it all gets too much we’ll work through it. Because we don’t leave.” He spoke softly into her hair, his hands resting on her stomach

“No Jughead, we don’t leave”

Of Course He Did

So this is a short blurb I just had to get out that was inspired by the recent birth of a friend’s baby and loosely based on their experience in general. Major fluff.

Hella unedited. Enjoy.

I can still remember the look on Shawn’s face when I told him I was finally pregnant. The disbelief that turned into sheer joy because the waiting and the years of trying had finally paid off. That was one of the few times I ever saw Shawn cry.

Now it’s been a month since we came home from the hospital. A month since we officially became a family of three. 

To say I was exhausted was an understatement, but my body was finally healing. When the time came again for another diaper run, I offered to go.

“Are you sure? I don’t mind at all.” Shawn insisted. The dark circles under his eyes mirrored the same ones under mine, but none of that mattered when it came to Parker who was fast asleep in his crib. He had done so much to take care of the two of us and he needed a moment for himself. 

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