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Lie to me - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 3 (French Mistake AU)

Title: Lie to me

Pairing: Dean/Jensen x Reader x Sam

Word Count: 4,985

Warnings: None

Imagine: Imagine Dean and Sam getting transported to the French Mistake universe. Only for Dean to realize he is married to you, his best friend, love of his life and… Sam’s girlfriend.

Great thank you to @gaveherhearttotheliontattoo for being an amazing beta!

Read Part 1 here! l Read Part 2 here!

“What’s this?” his voice was shaking and as soon as you took notice of what he was talking your eyes widened.

“Oh crap, was that there all this time? I would have ruined the surprise.” you exclaimed, rushing to his side to take the photo – let’s say – from the fridge.

“Wait- wait-” Dean blinked “What surprise?”

“What do you mean?” you looked up at him, truly perplexed “The surprise. You know the one we have for Jared and Gen and practically everybody else in our fam- Alright, what is going on Jensen?”

“I’m- I’m alright, it’s just that-” he shook his head “I’m sorry it feels almost as if I’m not- not myself today.” he cleared his throat and in the end you sighed, giving him a sympathetic look.

“Baby” you cupped his cheek “Do you need to get some rest? Honestly just-”

“No, (Y/n).” he shook his head, cutting you off softly as he took a hold of your hand “Just- can you tell me what this is?”

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Play That Song - Bucky x Reader - One Shot

Originally posted by stillthinkingmayn

A/N - I apologise for any initial errors, it’s 2 in the afternoon and I’ve drank a lot of Cider, anywho this is based off that Train song - Play That Song. It’s been in my head all day long.

Bucky x Reader - Bucky requests the same song everytime you guys go out which makes you think of him and how much you miss him when he’s not around.

Warnings: None, just much needed fluff.

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Side effects of stress and friends [Hercules Mulligan x Reader]

the title is lame, i know.vi wrote this in the middle of the night…again. and then I wonder why I can’t wake up in the morning & have a ton of spelling mistakes😂 this was requested by me because my ask box is so e m p t y so pretty please send me requests 💌 you can request an imagine with prompts from the list or headcanons!!

Summary: prompts 41 [Have you lost your fucking mind?] And 45 [I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay]. Fluff - what a surprise!

Warnings: again a swear word or two, drunk ham,laurens and laf. and cuddly herc 💕


Before some important exams you and your group of friends decided it would be the best to take a little break. After days of arguing, most of you agreed on a small, old town near the college, but it was far enough you needed to sleep in a hotel during your little trip. The agreement seemed simple enough and of course something else needed to go wrong - when you booked the hotel you were supposed to be split in the rooms for two, but when you arrived to the hotel the staff has informed you there has been a mistake, and the rooms were actually with three and four beds.

Originally, you were supposed to be in the room with your boyfriend Hercules, but the little room mishap had you moving to the room with Eliza and Peggy. Angelica was supposed to be there as well, but she got sick that morning and decided staying home was probably the best decision.

So there you were, chatting with Peggy and Eliza before sleeping. The guys were still at the bar, the three of you having left a little earlier. Hercules insisted on walking you to your room, because “It’s the middle of the night, we’ve never been here before and the neigborhood is a little sketchy so you never know what might happen!”. You thought, after he made sure you were safely in your room, that he had gone back to the bar with the rest of the gang, but when you received a text about a half an hour later it was obvious he wasn’t with them.

💬could you come over, maybe? it’s just me in the room.

You grinned to yourself but decided you were too tired and maybe slightly tipsy to do anything.

💬herc, i’m so sleeeepy. can it wait?

💬 please , i just need to see you. one minute.

💬sure thing ❤

You put on a pair of shorts and took the key, sneaking out as quietly as you could not to wake up the sisters. The two were already asleep and you could hear Peggy quietly snoring, which made you smile.

You climbed up a flight of stairs, since Hercules’ room was above yours, and knocked softly before entering.

“Babe,” your boyfriend called out quietly, “you’re here?”

“Yes, it’s me.” You confirmed, before finding your way to his bed in the dimly lit room. It surprised you to see him almost asleep with the rest of his roommates still out, so it definitely indicated something was wrong.

“Sweetheart,” you cooed, cupping his cheek with one hand, “what’s the matter? Why aren’t you with the boys?” You positioned yourself carefully on the bed - it was a bit small for both of you, but you managed.

Hercules sighed, looking down. “I’m just so stressed. I’ve been working on that final project for weeks but… what if it’s awful?” He asked, but you knew him better than that. You cuddled closer to him and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Herc, why did you text me to come here? There’s still a week before exams and I doubt we’re gonna work on anything now.” You chuckled softly, “it’s three in the morning.”

“Fine,” he breathed out, “I had a nightmare about you and just wanted to make sure you’re okay.“ The boy confessed, looking everywhere except at you. “I probably should have done it, gosh, I can deal with dreams by myself.” He muttered, feeling a little embarrassed for actually doing what he did earlier.

“Oh, come here you big, cuddly child!” You giggled and switched positions so now his head was in the crook of your neck and your arms were around his shoulders and back.

“You shouldn’t feel awkward about it, everyone has bad dreams! In fact, I think that’s completely normal at this point, we’re all pretty stressed out.” Hercules looked up at you with those deep brown eyes making you melt even more into the embrace, if that was even possible.“Nothing bad’s gonna happen to me as long as I have you, right? So don’t worry, I’m here and I’m staying. Okay?”

Hercules nodded drowsily and leaned up slightly to kiss you, and just as your lips were about to meet, the bedroom door burst open. You were met with very loud and very drunk Laurens, Alexander and Lafayette who were singing something incomprehensible at the top of their lungs.

“Have you lost your fucking minds?! It’s three a.m. and other people are asleep!” You whisper-yelled at the trio, doubting they have even heard you over their own voices.

“[Y/N], what are you doing here?” Laf gasped, “are we in the wrong room?”

John burst into laughter and the other two just looked at him, not being able to think straight and understand what he was laughing at.

“Laur– oooh, I seeee” Alexander exclaimed after a few seconds, “Herc, man, you left us so you could have some fun with your lover, he he!” He continued to laugh for a reason unknown to you.

“Why am I even friends with you?” Hercules muttered, having sat up when the gang barged in.

Apparently John found his question very upsetting and straight up burst into tears.

“Hey guys,” you started, an idea forming in your mind. You have seen Jefferson and Madison making way to their room with bottles of something and a few people you didn’t know, “I’ve heard Thomas down there is throwing the best after party. Why don’t you go check it out? We’ll join you in a few!” You ushered them out of the room after they have enthusiastically (even Hamilton) accepted your suggestion.

“That is a great idea mon ami!” Laf grabbed your shoulders in excitement, and you pushed him away just slightly. “You should come there later. Adíos - wait, what language am I speaking!?”

You shut the door behind them with a sigh of relief, and found Hercules still sitting on the bed but this time laughing out loud at his friends’ antics. You slid back under the covers and your boyfriend followed you as well, settling into your cuddling position.

“They are so going to regret this in the morning. I don’t even know how we’re going to bear with them.”

In response Herc just snickered and kissed you on the lips lovingly.

“And you know what else - Eliza and Peggy are going to freak out when they see I’m not there when they wake up! I have to-”

Your boyfriend cut you off with another kiss. “How can you talk so much at this ungodly hour?” He whispered sleepily and pulled the covers over both of you.

“Probably a side effect of being friends with Alex.”

Jeff Atkins xReader!

This is my first xreader on this site, I hope y’all enjoy !

You walk into the library, books in tow that needed returning.
You always looked forward to visiting the Library at this time; for one obvious reason.
It was free period, where some kids would make their way to the library for some extra toutoring from another student. And of course, there he would be, sitting across from Clay Jenson, in their normal little spot at the center of the library.
You’d always make a point to sit a table or two away, so that you’d occasionally grab his attention, or make eye contact; even if it was for only a few seconds, it would give you a little adrenaline rush; as dumb as it sounds, that’s what you’d spend your nights thinking about, his eyes were the first thing popping into your head in the morning.
You grabbed a book, you honestly weren’t that interested in, you just needed to look busy.
As you take your seat, you lock eyes with him; his dark chocolate brown eyes make you melt on spot
It was Jeff Atkins.
God. you hated having a crush on him. He was so gorgeous, he took your breath away upon glance.
Your litle glance was just that; it was short and sweet, you looked away quickly, embarassed, blushing a little. Your mind was all tingles and warmth, as you opened your book, smiling o yourself
Jeff took notice.
Jeeze, this was the third time this month that person sat so close to him and Clay; Not that he minded, he thought it was a little cute, the way you pretended to read, even though you could barely hide a smile behind your calm demeanor, it was truly an adorable sight.
He couldn’t help but chuckle, and Clay took notice, taking a peak behind him to see what Jeff was so distracted by, he wouldn’t read his damn book!
Though he smirked smugly as he realized what was going on
“So, (Y/N), huh?” was all Clay needed to say to get a rise from Jeff
Jeff looked startled, his usual cool self blushed behind furrowed eyebrows, as he tried to mimic someone who had no clue what Clay was getting at
“What about them?” Was all he said, a little lower than usual, as he masked embarrassment poorly.
Clay chuckled at his idiocy, and the poor cover up
“You come in here, everyday, leccturing me on Hannah Baker, and there you are, making heart eyes at a person I’m almost positive, you’ve never spoken to.” Clay mocked his friend, who in return scoffed at the statement.
“Listen man, it’s nothing, theyre cute, and thats it” Jeff rolled his eyes, picking up a book in irritation as he tried to focus on the words
Clay ignored his sass, picking up a book as well
“Fine dude, but i doubt anything will come from a few stolen looks in eachothers direction”

This stuck with Jeff
Nothing would come of this if he didn’t make a move
But how was he to do this, when just the thought of you made his tummy flutter

The period soon ended, and floods of students began exiting the library,
You stood up, grabbing the book you barely paid any mind to, and began your walk to the double doors.
You paced yourself, so that maybe you and Jeff might brush off eachother in the crowd, god you were psthetic, hoping for any physical contact from that boy.
Although nothing of the sort happened,
you exited and he walked a small distance behind you, unknownst to you, he was watching over you, debating wether or not her should make his move, say something or just let this day pass like any other, and maybe see you in the library tomorrow, once again.
He reached his arm out, unthinking, as you both entered the hallway, touching your shoulder
You jumped, unexpectedly, and looked up to see his soft puppy like face staring down at you
God he made you melt
But why was he approaching you like this?
“Hey, (Y/n)” He scratched the back of his neck, looking more uncomfortable than normal
You gulped, oh gosh, was he cathcing n o your little crush
“Hey, Jeff!” You sounded a little more cheery than you felt
He looked around nervously, locking eyes with Clay, who smirked, giving his a big thumbs up, as he continued his way down the hall.
“Uh, so listen, what’re you doing, like right now?” He asked nervously.
“About to head to chem, why?” You asked back
Well that was a dumb question
“Can I maybe walk you?” He saved himself
You blushed lightly, you and Jeff Attkins, walking to class together? Like a couple? HELL YEAH WRITE YOUR NAME DOWN FOR THAT.
You hid your giddiness with a smile
“Absolutely you can!”

The two of you walked, and you could tell he was trying to as you something else the whole time
“So, you’re in the library often, yeah?”  He asks,
you respond in a nod,
“Yeah, I’m really into reading” You chuckle,
You notice a few jocks giving Jeff thumbs up and little hollers as you pass, obviously thinking something was up with you two.
Jeff blushes, but brushes it off cooly
“Do you like Monets? Its a really great place to uh, read”
You laugh at this,
“Yeah, I go there often affter school, I’m actually heading there by myself today!” You say, setting him up for tha question he doesnt ask
“Oh thats cool” He internally slapped himself for not asking to come along
“You approach the end of the hall to your classroom, a walk you wished would never end
"Well thanks for walking me, let’’s d it again sometime?” You smirk, but feel a little disheartened that nothing else came of the walk
Although you should feel a little more greatful as this was the most interaction youve had with Jeff yet!
“Sure thing, see ya’, (y/n)”
He turns to walk but stops himself
“Can I uh, come” He blurts out, embarassed
“Excuse me?”
He turns to you, not able to look in your eyes,
“To Monets today?”
You try to hide your grin but it escapes,
“I would love that” You try to hide your giddiness
Jeff gives a crooked smile, looking at his feet then back at you, biing his lip in an attempt to hide it,
“I look forward to it”
Then, in a moment of bravery, he leans in and kisses you on the cheek
Your face gets hot and you cant really form a word
“I’ll meet you at your locker!” He winks, then walks down the hall.
His smile lasts the rest of the day, people asking whats up, or why he’s so happy
He doesn’t even feel the need to answer, he’s just glad he might finally have a chance with you.

anonymous asked:

Seeing as a certain special day is coming up, how would the companions react to getting a Valentine's Day card from the Sole Survivor?

More valentines fluff ^-^

Cait: Her face goes as red as her hair when she wakes up to find it next to her bed, no one had ever gone to such trouble for her before in her life, she goes and finds Sole and gives them a great big kiss, she feels kinda bad she didn’t get them one but she’d find another way to make it up *wink wink*

Codsworth: “Oh sir/mum… I can’t express my feelings enough, thank you so much for this!” Later on Codsworth approached Sole with a bouquet of flowers he put together, if Mr Handy’s could blush Codsworth would be as red as a tato

Curie: She squeals with joy at being given such a cute and wonderful card, she jumps slightly to wrap her arms round Sole’s neck and her legs round their hips, kissing their cheek relentlessly while also trying to say as many thank you’s as possible at the same time

Danse: “Thank you soldier, this… this really means a lot to me” Danse had a really warm smile spread across his face as he hugged Sole tighter than ever before, he kept the card inside his chest plate so it would always be with him on missions, he felt safer with it on him, knowing Sole was always near even when they weren’t there in person

Deacon: “Aw you shouldn’t have, you’re gonna make me tear up. No… I’m not crying it’s just dust in my eye…” Deacon tried to hide the joy he felt but was really really bad at it considering he’s a master of disguise, he gave Sole a giant hug and a quick kiss on the lips to show his appreciation

Hancock: “Love, you didn’t have to do that for lil old me, now I ain’t sure which I love more, the gift or the giver ;)” Hancock, the smoothest ghoul in the commonwealth then leant in slowly for a soft kiss with his favourite vault dweller

MacCready: “Aw jeez” Mac couldn’t help but have a massive cheeseball grin grow on his face form ear to ear when Sole gave him the little pocket size card, he tucked it into the band on his hat and then gave them a big hug and soft kiss on the cheek, “C’mon, what’ya say we get a drink, on me this time”

Nick: “Well… ain’t that something” Nick gently smiled out of the one side of his mouth as he read the card with Sole standing in front of him, he looked up with his eyes full of joy, wrapped his arms around them and eskimo kissed them before putting his lips on theirs

Piper: “Gosh Blue… I don’t know what to say, thank you!” She gave Sole a great big bear hug and squeezed them tightly, she had gotten them something also, a little piece of paper, a love letter to them telling Sole how much she loved them

Preston: “Babe, you shouldn’t have, I love it!” Preston blushed so much he dipped his head so his hat would hide his rosy cheeks, he was so happy with his card and the little love poem Sole had written inside, like Danse he kept it on him at all times in the top inside pocket of his duster.

Strong: “Why human give piece of paper, what is… v-alen-tine, Strong confused?” When Sole explains the meaning behind it all Strong seems to feel differently “Bah, valentine dumb idea, Strong like gift though, well done human”

X6-88: “Hmm, a nice effort sir/ma’am, shame about the burn marks on the edges though… still, I like it” X6 gave a long nod of approval and a quick wink paired with a slight smirk directed at Sole, that was all Sole needed to know they did a good job

Maxson: He wasn’t tearing up he just had something in his eye. Maxson was a flood of emotion as Sole gently placed the card in his hands, no one had ever done anything like that for him before, Sarah had shown affection for him but had never done anything like this, he almost engulfed Sole in the hug he gave them, lasting little under a minute before he let go

Maybe We Should Finish This Coffee First (Brad Imagine)

Requested on anon! Enjoy! :)

“Hi, welcome to Starbucks!” You heard you partner, Chrissy, at the cashier and you looked up from the cup that you were practicising some latte art in.

It was just another slow day again at the café and there weren’t many customers. You were still new and had only just started getting the hang of things but it helped that traffic at this particular store wasn’t too heavy.

You tiptoed and looked over the coffee machine and saw a brown-haired lad shuffling through his wallet. He fished out his card and readjusted his hat as he waited for his receipt. He was absolutely gorgeous and the way his curls framed his face and the way he smiled as he thanked Chrissy made you swoon. He wasn’t too tall and was rather lanky in build but you could tell from the bulging veins on his arms that he definitely has been working out.

“Y/N?” Chrissy snapped you out of your daze, “Make the boy’s drink, will ya?”

“Yeah, sorry about that.”

“Looks like someone’s been swept off her feet. Keep it professional, darling.”

You chuckled but didn’t reply. You picked up the cup and read the markings written on it to yourself. “2” indicating two shots of espresso, “1H” indicating a pump of hazelnut syrup, and “C” indicating a cappuccino. You went ahead and made his order. You steamed the milk, pumped the syrup into the cup, added the espresso shots, and combined it all together.

“Venti double hazelnut cappuccino!” You slid on a cup sleeve, slapped on a plastic lid, and placed it on the counter.

“That’s odd,” The brown-haired lad tilted his head in confusion, “I ordered a latte.”

You picked up the cup and looked more closely at what was written on it. Indeed, it was an “L”, not a “C”. Chrissy’s handwriting was just a little too messy.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry,” You apologised immediately took the cup back, “I’ll make another one for you right away.”

“Don’t worry, it’s no big deal,” His brown eyes met yours and he smiled, making you struggle to contain the butterflies in your stomach. “Actually, you know what? I’ll take it. I’ll try something new for once. I’m sure anything you make is delicious.”

You laughed but raised an eyebrow. “I’m not too sure I understand what you mean by that.”

“Hit me up when you get off your shift. The name’s Brad, by the way.”

“Y/N. Nice meeting you.”

“Likewise.” And with that, he slid you a napkin with his number on it and skipped out the store.

topic: ed sleeping

can we talk about how cute ed is when he sleeps tho
like look at him. 

he fell asleep at his desk AND LOOk at winry: the perfect girlfriend making sure he doesn’t get cold. IM IN LOVE. 

honey child can’t even make it to his bed half the time he just falls asleep with his pen in his hand. honestly i worry about my poor, short shouty fella like how is he gonna rest if he keeps falling asleep in that position?? he’s gonna hurt his neck it most be so uncomfortable waking up like that. GOSH 

AND LOOK!!! HE DOESN’T EVEN PUT HIS HEAD ON A PILLOW THE BIG SILLY!! like win and al are all peacefully asleep. al has the little blanket and winry has her cute little hairdo and ED. ed is totally chill with his hand on his stomach and his other arm way above his head. totally oblivious 


And just because, I got this idea and was able to write it so quickly, I’m posting two fics in one night. This one is just a short little story that I came up with based off of Val and Laurie’s interview with access hollywood. I wrote it as a one part fic but if you would like me to continue it, I will after I finish What Happens After. Just let me know :) Hope you like it. 

Val and Laurie sat on the couch across from the hosts.The big dancing with the stars promo picture on the screen beside them.  The interview was going pleasantly. The questions that they had expected to be asked were asked. The olympics, how it is being one of the front running couples, how they feel their dance from last night went.

Sharna sat on her couch in her apartment, with Daisy and Duke on her lap. As she stroked them, she flipped on the tv, to access hollywood. He had mentioned to her that he was going to be on it today. She was nervous they’d ask him if he had a girlfriend. She didn’t know if he would answer the truth, or if he would dance around the question. Their relationship was nothing too serious yet. They were just taking it one step at a time. The relationship had surprised them both. But it had now been about a month, and things were starting to take a different turn.

As the interview was winding down one of the hosts ask Laurie, if she had a boyfriend. Val laughed and covered his eyes shaking his head as she answered.

“And Val? How about you?”

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Nicknames: Snafu x Reader

Request: May I request a snafu imagine please? Where reader is small (like 5’) & shes the sister of 1 of the guy, they met during a permission or something he always picks on her bc she’s small & finds it cute when she tries to “hit” him & fluff & hugs please

Word count: 908

You ran towards your brother, attacking him in a hug as the other marines walked around you.

“I’m so glad to see you, Eugene.” He chuckled and wrapped his arms around, pulling you even closer.

“I missed you so much Y/n.” You felt tears in your eyes, as you pulled away from the hug, looking up at him.

“Who’s the pretty lady, Sledge?” Eugene turned around, you glanced behind him and noticed a young handsome man, short curly hair and a cigarette placed in between his lips. He slowly exhaled the smoke, while his eyes roamed over you presence.

“Sledge?” Your brother chuckled and patted the boy’s shoulder. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“They call me Sledgehammer, Sledge for short. Y/n I like you to meet Merriel Shelton or Snafu.” You giggled at the nickname.

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AU: Regina calls Roland her son!

His toes brush the floor as he kicks his legs slowly, untied shoelaces dragging forwards, then back, forward, back. Roland’s hands rest by his thighs, curled in to tiny fists as he gnaws on his lower lip, and he waits. He’s never been in trouble before. Not really. Once, he’d had to sit still for a whole ten minutes because he’d thrown a ball inside the house and broke the TV. But this is different. He wasn’t at home this time. 

It’s her heels he hears first. That tell-tale ‘click clack’ of Regina’s stiletto’s, and he sinks a little in his chair. Not Regina, anyone but Regina. He bites his lip a little harder and bows his head, trying really hard not to cry. He’s going to be in so much trouble, and Regina’s going to be so disappointed, and he’ll never be able to make cookies with her again, or help her tell stories to the baby, or go out for ice-cream with Henry. 

“Roland?” He sniffs and flinches as Regina stops by his side, crouching down a little so she can look up at him instead of down, and he looks away, fighting off tears. He doesn’t want to be in trouble. He didn’t do anything wrong. 


“Roland, honey, look at me.” One of her hands moves to rest over his as they reposition in his lap, wringing together nervously and she stops him from fidgeting. Her other hand rises, her finger curls in and comes to brush under his chin, her thumb moving in soothing circles over his cheek, and his chest shudders a little. He’s seen her do this before. With Henry, mostly. But sometimes with him. When he fell over and scraped his knee, when she woke him up after a nightmare, when he said he didn’t want a sister. 

When she finds out what he did, will she stop?

He sniffs again and finally looks up, eyes dark and wet, and she doesn’t look angry. Her head’s cocked to the side, long hair falling to curtain her face as she smiles at him softly. “There you are,” she coos, and he smiles a little. That smile falls as the door across from him opens and the man steps out, the prince man, the man in charge. He looks a little nervous, but he doesn’t have a reason to be nervous. Not like Roland does. What if, when the man tells Regina that he’s in trouble, that he did a bad thing… what if she doesn’t want him anymore? What if she leaves him, like his mama did before? 

Regina’s head turns, her chin moving to rest on her shoulder as she looks over at the man, raises her brow and turns back to Roland, offering him a small smile. She stands, moving her hand to slide fingers through his hair. “Stay here, Roland. This won’t take long.” 

He hopes she’s right.

He watches as she turns on her heel and strides forward. She stops being Regina then. She’s the Mayor, the Queen, and the man swallows a little, chances a glance at Roland that has him hanging his head and averting his eyes. He’s in so, so, so much trouble.

The door closes behind them and Roland is left alone in the hallways, his feet kicking back and forth, his hands curling around the edge of the seat. He can’t hear what they’re talking about, the prince man and Regina, but he can see through the blinds if he strains his neck. They’re both sitting, and the man is talking, but he can’t see Regina well enough to know if she is too. All he can see is the top of her knee, her hands in her lap. 

And then she leans forward, and he can’t really see her face but she looks tense, angry, and his brow furrows. He wants to know what she’s saying, what the prince man is saying back, so he looks around. There really is no one else in the hall, just him. The lady behind the desk can’t see him from here… 

Roland slides forward a bit, letting his feet drop flat to the floor and he slowly, very slowly, tip toes towards the door. If there was one thing he’d learned from being a Merry Man, even if he was the littlest, it was how to sneak around. No one notices him press his ear to the door, not the prince man, not the lady behind the desk, not Regina. 

“Ms. Mills,”

“Madame Mayor,” she corrects. “Or Your Majesty… I’m not particularly picky.”

“Madame Mayor… You have to understand, our policy on physical assault is there for a reason. We can’t overlook Roland’s choice to attack another student, I’m sorry.”

“Oh, but you can overlook bullying and harassment? I am not an idiot, Mr. Mazur. Roland is not the kind of boy to start a fight.”

“Be that as it may, Madame Mayor, he did and –”

“And what? He was defending himself against a child older and taller and stronger! Where were you when names were thrown at his face like knives?”

“Madame Ma-”

“No. You don’t get to speak. If you think, for one second, that you’re going to punish my son for standing up to a bully, you clearly don’t know who you’re dealing with.”

That’s all he hears. 

Because that’s the last thing she says.

The door opens and he stumbles forward a little, manages to get his bearing and stand up straight just before he ends up crashing in to Regina’s legs. Sheepishly, he looks up at her and her eye brow is raised, her cheeks are slightly flushed and she still looks angry, but her eyes soften as he smiles up at her. Holding out her hand, Regina waits until he places his own in her palm before striding forward, giving him a gentle push to lead him out the door.

They leave the Principal without a second glance, and Regina hoists him up on to her hip before they reach the exit. He’s a little too big for this now, a little too heavy, but neither one of them complain. Roland rests his head on her shoulder and closes his eyes, all the worry and fear and concern finally catching up to him and gosh, he’s tired.

And he’s her son.

Yeah… he’s her son.

A Little Lovin (PewdieKen)

Oh, god…this fic is gonna be the death of me…

But my friend made me post it, and I’m gonna do it for all the PewdieKen fans

Also, if any of you guys see some errors…don’t hesitate to let me now~

Summary: Ken and Felix move in with each other, but they’re not having any fun between the sheets. Now, Ken said he would wait for his little Felix till he was ready but a man has needs. Physical needs that involve a cute Swedish gamer.

Rating: NSFW (so…even though it’s shitty smut, it’s smut. Watch yourself)

Word Count: Over 3,500

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PP #5 - Telling His Family

Harry: Sitting at the dinner table with Anne and Gemma, waiting for Harry to make the first move before anything came out of your mouth. The four of you ate in a comfortable silence, the sound of silverware clinking against the porcelain plates. “Mum?” Harry said, breaking the silence and getting his mom’s attention. “Yeah Harry?” she replied, looking over at him with a smile. “(Y/N) and I have something we want to tell you,” he continued, reaching over and gently taking your hand. Both girls furrowed their eyebrows, setting down their forks and watching the two of you curiously. “Is it bad or good?” Gemma spoke up, looking between you and Harry. “It’s great, wonderful,” Harry answered looking at you. “Yeah…” you spoke up softly, looking at his sister and mother. “I’m pregnant,” you admitted, smiling widely as the girls’ faces absolutely lit up. “Are you serious?” Anne asked quickly, her palms pressed flat to the table as your husband nodded. Gemma shot out of her chair, going to her brother and pulling him in a bone-crushing hug. “Oh my god this is amazing!” Anne exclaimed, pulling you out of your chair to engulf you in her arms as well. You happily hugged her back, laughing at their excitement. “See mum, I told you I’d be the first one,” he smirked at Gemma who rolled her eyes playfully. “It’s your first and only time you’ll ever beat me,” she teased squeezing his shoulders. “When are you due?” his mum asked, turning her attention back to you. “August,” you replied, resting your hands on your pretty much invisible bump. “Well I’ll be here to help as much as I can.”

Liam: (His P.O.V.) I had Skype all set up to talk to my mum, wanting her to know the news before anyone else in my tight circle of friends and family. (Y/N) was asleep upstairs, her energy levels already decreasing even though she was only a few weeks in. My mums face lit up the screen and I couldn’t help but smile at how happy she was. “Hey mum,” I started off, waving into the camera. “Liam! How are you?” she asked quickly, her smile growing even wider. “I’m amazing mum, I’m absolutely amazing,” I chuckled, trying to work out in my mind how I was going to tell her at the same time. “Good, I’m so glad to hear it. How’re you and (Y/N)? Where is she by the way?” she questioned. “Oh, she’s upstairs having a nap,” I replied, chewing on my lip. “At this hour? But it’s so early. Is she ill?” “No, she’s not ill, but she doesn’t have much energy at the moment,” I continued, my mother furrowing her eyebrows. “That’s strange…” she started. “The last time I remember having my energy drained in the middle of the day was when I was pregnant with you,” she chuckled, looking at me. I didn’t say anything, hoping she would realize that what she just inferred was correct about my wife. I just smirked and raised m eyebrows. “Wait, is (Y/N)…” her words drifting off and I nodded, a laugh escaping my mouth. “She’s pregnant mum, you’re gonna be a grandma!” I exclaimed, watching as she covered her mouth in shock. “Oh my god!” My laughter couldn’t be contained as she called my sisters over, telling them as well. “You guys will have to come visit soon,” I offered, knowing they would want to see (Y/N). “Yes! Oh yes Liam, this is so amazing I can’t wait!” my mum cheered. “I love you so much my baby.” “I love you too mum, talk to you soon.”

Niall: Niall’s dad was over for coffee, but what he didn’t know was that you and Niall were planning on telling him the news. “So dad, we have a little present for you,” Niall said after the previous conversation had died down. “Oh?” Bobby said softly, setting his tea down. “You did?” You nodded, looking at your husband as he pulled the envelope from his pocket, handing it over to his father. Bobby furrowed his eyebrows, taking it from his son. You reached over to take Niall’s hand, squeezing it reassuringly as his father’s eyes scanned over the words on the card. “What does this mean?” he asked a couple moments later, looking up at you two. “Read it again,” Niall chuckled, his dad looking down at it again. “Wait…” A wide smile spread across your face as he finally began to understand the meaning of the card. His hand went over his mouth and his eyes widened. You had never seen Niall’s dad cry before today. He pulled the card into his chest looking back at you. “You’re pregnant?” he asked softly, and you nodded grinning widely. “Surprise,” Niall laughed standing up and leaning over to hug his dad. “Oh my god,” Bobby laughed tearfully, putting his arms around Niall before getting up to give you a hug as well. “This is the best news! I get to be a grandpa again!” he laughed more, pulling you both into a hug. “I’m glad you’re excited dad.”

Zayn: “Well, I’m so happy you and Zayn are doing well,” Tricia smiled, sipping on her coffee as you sat across from her. “Yeah, it’s too bad he couldn’t join us, but oh well, I really enjoy having some girl time,” you giggled, looking at her. “No kidding.” You set down your hot chocolate, keeping your hands around the warm porcelain. “I know Zayn wanted to tell you this together, but I don’t think I can keep it a secret any more.” Tricia raised an eyebrow, nodding and urging you to continue. “So… you know Zayn and I have been talking about having a baby for a while…” Again, she nodded and you continued. “Well… the other day, I took a test because, you know, we’ve been trying and… turns out I’m pregnant,” you finished, a nervous smile spreading across your face. Your mother-in-law matched your smile with a larger one, letting go of her mug and reaching across the table to grab your hands. “Love that’s… that’s amazing,” she said softly, squeezing your hands. “Yeah?” you chuckled slightly holding her hands back. “I was kind of nervous because we just got married and… and I’m not sure if we’re one hundred percent ready, but at the same time I’m excited.” “Oh I totally understand. If there’s anything, and I mean anything you need, advice, baby clothes, I’ll be right here! Oh my gosh, my first baby is having his first baby!” she giggled like a schoolgirl, almost as excited as you were. “Definitely! Thank you so much Tricia, I can’t wait.” “I can’t either love, I’ll be here for whatever you need.”

Louis: “Louis you’re making me nervous,” Johannah chuckled, sitting in front of her camera with Lottie next to her. “Just a minute!” your husband laughed in reply, looking at you come down the stairs with the shirts he had insisted on using to tell them the news. “Okay, okay, here we go,” he said, pulling you down next to him, making sure the camera captured the two of you. “Hey (Y/N)!” both girls greeted cheerfully, and you waved back. “Hey guys.” “Okay,” Louis cut in, taking the shirt from you, his excitement overriding every other emotion. You rolled your eyes playfully, shaking your head. “Just show them Lou.” Your husband smiled wide, holding the shirt up. ‘Little Tomlinson coming soon 2015’. Just like the tweet he had used. “Oh my gosh I saw this on Twitter!” Lottie exclaimed, Louis lowering the shirt as excited shrieks came from the other side. “Louis are you guys having a baby?” she guessed, looking at you with big eyes. “Ding, ding! We have winner!” Louis exclaimed as well, laughing loudly as his mom let out an excited squeal. “Oh my god (Y/N)! Finally I get a grandbaby to spoil!” You couldn’t help but laugh and rest your head on Louis’ shoulder. “Not until they’re older mum,” he chuckled, putting his arm around your waist. “Promise us you’re going to come for a visit soon! I want to give (Y/N) and bunch of things now!” his mum laughed. “Yes mum, we’ll be down soon. I promise.” “Good. I can’t wait to see your tummy!” Lottie giggled as did you. “I promise we’ll be there soon.”

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“Jongdae? Kim Jongdae? Kim Jongdae, wake up right now!”

You leaned forward and poked Jongdae’s shoulder with the eraser end of your pencil. He woke up from his little nap and turned,  blinking at you. “Yeah?”

You pointed towards the front of the room.

Jongdae faced the front and nearly jumped out of his seat when he saw your English teacher, Mr. Ren, glaring right at Jongdae. “Well, Mr. Kim,” he said. “I can see my class doesn’t really mean much to you, but I assure you, what I teach here is very valuable.”

Jongdae cleared his throat awkwardly. “I’m sure it is, Mr. Ren,” he said. “I’m sorry for falling asleep.”
“Again,” Mr. Ren pointed out.

Jongdae nodded. “Again.

You bit your lip to keep from laughing. This may have looked like a serious situation to anybody else in the room, but Jongdae had slept in this class so many times to the point where you just found it hilarious. He was your best friend after all, and witnessing your best friend get in trouble was always either really sad or really funny.

With Jongdae, it was always funny.

Seeing that there was no more to say, Mr. Ren let out a heavy sigh and walked away from Jongdae without another word.

Once Mr. Ren was gone, you poked Jongdae’s shoulder again. “Ooh, looks like you were caught yet again,” you said. “That makes two times caught and five times having your butt saved by me before Mr. Ren could catch you and throw your ass in detention.”

Jongdae grinned. “You’re the best.”




As soon as the bell rang, nobody in the classroom hesitated in bolting out the door, regardless of whether or not they actually packed their bags. It was the last class of the day after all on a Friday, which meant that everybody was eager to leave. Even Mr. Ren left without another word.

That left only you and Jongdae in the room, still packing your things carefully.

“Are you doing anything tonight?” Jongdae asked.

You shook your head. “Well, not really,” you answered. “My mom is gonna be working overnight, meaning I have to watch over my little sister again. “I think I’m in for another Barbie move marathon tonight.”

Jongdae chuckled. “You could always hang out with me,” he offered.

“That’s not an option at the moment. I can’t leave my five year old sister at home by herself.”
“Who said you had to?”

“Well where else would she go?”

Jongdae threw his bag over his shoulder and stared at you with that mischievous grin of his. “I never said we’d be leaving the house,” he said, walking away slowly. “So I guess I’ll see you later tonight then?”

“Jongdae, I can’t. My mom-“

But Jongdae was already at the door, ignoring your words completely. “I’ll come by your house at around eight!” he called behind him and left.

You sighed and stuffed the last of your belongings inside your bag. Lately, Jongdae was always finding an excuse to hang out with you more than usual. The two of you were already really close, but lately, he’s just been trying to get closer.

It was strange, but you never thought much of it.




“Minah, sit down,” you said sternly to your little sister and pointed to the couch. “You can’t run around like that while the movie is playing. That means you’re not watching it.”

Minah excused your words and continued twirling around the couch as if she was a ballerina. This seemed to be something she always did around the house, no matter how much times people told her to sit down.

Before you could further scold your sister, the doorbell rang.

“Must be Jongdae,” you mumbled and stood up.

Minah stopped twirling at the mention of Jongdae’s name. “Jongdae is here?” she exclaimed right before shrieking and dashing towards the door. “Jongdae!!!”

You laughed and strolled to the front door yourself. Minah had the biggest crush on Jongdae, and everybody in your household knew that. Jongdae himself wasn’t aware, but it was always so cute and funny to watch Minah become all love-struck whenever he was around.

When Minah reached the front door, she threw her arms up and tried to touch the handle. But of course, she failed.

“Move to the side, Minah,” you said quietly and reached for the doorknob.

Minah pouted and crossed her arms. “I want my husband to see me.”

“Your husband?”

“Yes, Jongdae and I are married. He proposed to me last week, see?” Minah stuck out her hand, exposing the toy ring on her finger.

You nodded your head. “Oh, congratulations.” You twisted the doorknob and saw Jongdae standing there with a big smile. “Hey,” you greeted.

“Hey, miss me?” Jongdae stepped forward without any further invitation and shut the door behind him. “I bet you were dying to see me walk through that door.”

“Well, actually-“

Jongdae!” Minah threw her arms up to get his attention. “Jongdae, Jongdae!”

Jongdae looked down at your little sister and smiled. “Hey, Minah.” He threw his arms around her and picked her up. “Did you miss me?”

“Oh my gosh, yes.” Minah rested her head on Jongdae’s shoulder happily and let out a dreamy sigh. “Jongdae, you should come visit me more.”

You cleared your throat. “Um, visit you more? Hey sis, I’m kinda the one who is best friends with Jongdae here.”

“Yes, but I’m his wife.”

Jongdae’s eyes widened. “My wife?

Minah nodded. “Oh yeah, by the way, our wedding was last week,” she whispered to him.

You laughed and started to walk away. “Congrats, newlyweds.”




After a good two ours, you and Jongdae had watched a movie with Minah and managed to keep her entertained at the same time. She mostly devoted her attention to Jongdae, but you occasionally made her look at you here and there.

By the time the credits started to roll at the end of the movie, Minah had already passed out on Jongdae’s shoulder. When you looked over at the two of them, you held back the urge to go, aawwwhhh!

“I’ll be back,” Jongdae whispered and slowly got up, walking upstairs.

You stayed in your seat on the couch and aimlessly watched the credits continue to role. For the last two hours, watching Jongdae handle your little sister brought great joy with you. He was so good with little kids, and you secretly envied the girl that would one day get to spend the rest of her life with him…

Suddenly, you felt someone’s hands over your eyes. “Guess who?” the familiar voice asked.

“Jongdae?” you guessed.

He laughed and plopped down on the couch. “See, I knew this would be fun,” he said. “I think Minah had a fun time.”

“Minah always has a fun time when you’re around.”

“I kinda figured. Apparently we’re also married now.”

You snickered. “Again, congratulations.”

Jongdae smiled faintly and slowly scooted closer to you. “I really don’t like breaking little girls’ hearts but,” he said. “What do you think would happen if I told Minah that I may have eyes for someone else?”

You raised your eyebrow. “Who is this someone else?”

He shrugged. “Someone.”



Tell me!

“But I don’t want to.”

“Oh, goodness.” You smacked Jongdae’s arm. “You tell me everything!”
“But not this.”

“Why not?”

“… Because I’m not ready.”

“Ready for what?

Jongdae frowned. “Possible denial.”

You were getting slightly irritated now, but you couldn’t resist Jongdae’s sad face. Whoever he was crushing on must’ve been a really intense crush.

You scooted over a few inches and finally closed the gap between the two of you. “Tell me,” you said gently. “You can tell me anything.”

Jongdae stared down at your hand and let out a sigh. “I’ve known her for ten years now,” he explained, looking up into your eyes. “And she still hasn’t noticed my feelings for her.”

You racked your brain, thinking of someone who Jongdae had known for ten years now.

Then, you realized…

He was talking about you.

You were speechless. “J-Jongdae-“

Jongdae leaned forward so that his nose just barely touched yours. “If I kissed you right now, would you freak out?” he asked softly.

You blinked. “Umm… N-No.”

He grinned. “So you like me too?”

You bit your lip and let out a soft laugh. “Took me ten years, but I finally realize it now, Kim Jongdae.”

He threw his arms around you and pulled you close. “Finally,” he muttered before crashing his lips onto yours.

S.M. Imagine

“Shawn!” I squealed as my best friend threw me over his shoulder while running down the street.

We had been at the park babysitting my two younger brothers while my mom was at work. When she got off she picked them up and left Shawn and I to walk home. Well, I’m not walking, but Shawn is.

“You know, you weigh a lo-”

“Shawn Peter Raul Mendes don’t you dare finish that sentence or it just might be the last thing you do,” I say thumping him over the head with my hand. “Now put me down!”

He complied while laughing. “You know I’m only joking, right? You’re actually pretty skinny. Wait, by pretty I don’t mean good looking, but you’re that too and super smart, kind, and not to mention how much you love your little brothers. It’s adorable really! Oh my gosh, I’m rambling. I should probably stop talking now," he went on and on. I assumed he had a slight crush on me, but never this big. His face was a deep shade of crimson, as well as mine.

Out of nowhere, I got a really big burst of confidence. "Shawn, do you like me?” I ask moving closer to him. His face got even more red, if that was at all possible.

“I uh-um,” he stuttered out making no real words. He reached his arm behind his tilted head to scratch his neck. 

The look on his face changed and his lips were suddenly on mine. The kiss was soft, sweet, and full of fireworks. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.

“Y/n, will you make me the happiest person in the world and be my girlfriend?” I nodded my head and reattached our lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, then I felt something wet drop on my forehead. I jumped back then was soon drenched in water.

“I guess its raining, how fun!” Shawn exclaimed laughing. He grabbed my hand then started sprinting towards my house. What did I get myself into?

You're his Celebrity Crush (Niall)

This was requested. (: 


I really can’t believe someone could actually be that cruel. How could you say such horrible things about someone you don’t even know? Yes, I am in the spotlight but no one knows who I am on the inside. No one knows the kind of person I truly am. Looking at the things the magazine published about me, I decided that even though they said hurtful things about me, I wasn’t going to let them bring me down any further than they already have. I mean being called the ‘Ugliest Star’ was definitely a confidence drainer but I knew that I needed to bounce back and it had to be in a huge way.

The Grammys were coming up in about two weeks and I decided that’s where I’d make my come back. I already had a dressed picked out but it wasn’t good enough. It didn’t say what I needed it to say. I needed to look hot. I needed people to think ‘Damn, this chick is absolutely gorgeous.’ I needed to make them eat their words. I took the dress back and found myself a long, red dress. One that accentuated my curves. I felt hot in it and I knew it was perfect for the job.


The Grammys. Holy hell. I adjusted my tie and glanced over at Harry. He met my eyes and sent me a reassuring smile. This was our first time attending the Grammys and I was a little nervous.

“What are you going to do when you see her, Niall?” I looked over at Louis, who had a mischievous smile spread across his face. He was talking about Y/N Y/L/N. I had the biggest crush on her but unfortunately I had never met her.

“I don’t know if she’ll even be there. I know she was supposed to be but after what they said about her in the magazine, I don’t know if she’ll even want to come.”

“I think you’d be heartbroken, wouldn’t you, lad?” Louis laughed and I couldn’t help but blush. Of course I’d be sad about it. I’ve wanted to meet her forever. I was so surprised when that magazine said she was the ugliest star because I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone as beautiful as she is. We finally made it to the entrance of the Grammys and the cameras began flashing as soon as we pulled up. We all looked around at one another and smiled before the door opened and Louis began climbing out. Zayn was next, then Harry and Liam and then I was last. I waved at everyone and Paul ushered us along. We stopped at interview after interview until we were finally on our last one. We were having a right laugh and so far, the Grammys were absolutely awesome. After a few more moments, I looked over and my jaw literally hit the floor.

“Wow.” I felt Harry turn beside me and look over at me but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Y/N Y/L/N was standing twenty feet away from me in the most gorgeous dress I had ever seen. It definitely suit her.

“Niall, buddy, you want to get your jaw off the ground?” I turned to see Liam smirking and the rest of the boys, along with the interviewer, staring at me with smiles on their faces as well.

“Does someone have a crush on the ugliest star?” The interviewer asked and I immediately got angry.

“She is honestly one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen. I don’t see how you can look at her and say she’s ugly. Do you even know her?” The interviewer held up both hands as she spoke.

“So sorry. I didn’t realize it was that serious.” She laughed and looked back over at Y/N, who was a little closer now. “Have you ever met her?” I looked back over to Y/N and shook my head. Harry nudged me in the ribs and signaled for me to go over to her but I just shook my head so Louis took matters into his own hands.

“Hey, Y/N!” I turned to him when he yelled for her and my eyes got big. I turned back toward her just in time for her walk right up beside me.

“Hey, guys! Oh my gosh! I am a HUGE fan!” She leaned in and gave me a hug and repeated the action on down the line before returning to her spot beside me. “It’s seriously so nice to meet you all!”

“You, too! Little Nialler over there is even more excited to meet you than we are.” She smiled over at me for a moment before looking down. Is she….blushing? What?

“Is that so, Mr. Horan?” She looked back up and met my eyes. I could feel my cheeks turn red and everyone laughed. I nodded my head and I caught her giggle.

“Guys, it’s time to go in.” We looked over at Paul, who had just approached us.

“Why don’t you switch seats with someone, Y/N and sit with us?”

“Heck yes! I would love that! But only if I get to sit beside Niall.” She sent me a wink and my heart began to pound so hard I thought it was going to leave my chest. We started to walk in. I was in the back with Y/N; trying to figure out something to say to her.

“You know, I just wanted to say that that magazine was totally wrong. You’re absolutely stunning. All the time. Not just tonight.”

“You sure know how to win a girl over, yeah?” I laughed but looked back over at her, all traces of humor gone.

“It doesn’t matter that I’m trying my hardest to steal your heart right now, I would still think you were the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen. You didn’t deserve what they wrote about you.”

“Thank you. I really appreciate it. And what would you say if I told you it was working?”

“What’s working?” She giggled and looked down before answering.

“My heart. You’re stealing it.” I don’t think I had ever smiled that big in my life.