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Angel Blades - Part 2 (Soulmate AU)

Title: Angel Blades
Pairing: Dean x Reader or Sam x Reader
Inspired by: The soulmate au where you have a counter till the moment you meet your soulmate. 
Word Count: 1269
Warnings: Cursing, insult, a lot of creative licensing, takes place sometime in Season 6, soulmate 

Originally posted by librarinerd

Read: Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

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Cuddling with the Free! boys:

Originally posted by iwatobi-freestyle


Haru:

- Bath cuddles. (Obviously while wearing swim suits god guys)

- He isn’t the biggest fan of cuddling so consider yourself blessed

- Will 100% be holding your hand the entire time

- Hand holding is his favorite form of physical affection so you can bet he’s going to incorporate that into the cuddles

- Likes if you play with his hair

- Like a lot

- Cuddles with Haru will usually lead to really deep talks

- Imagine it’s 2am, your heads on Haru’s chest, staring up into his eyes, you’ve got one hand in his while the other plays with his hair, his free(!) arm wrapped around your waist tightly to keep you close, all is quiet, until…

- “Do you think we’ll love each other as much when we’re 80?”

- Anything along those lines is common with Haru

- People usually get the wrong idea when you tell them you didn’t get much sleep that night

- The cuddles are surprisingly warm and tight, they happen as often as possible because as much as Haru hates to admit it, he needs you close more than you know

- He’s not apposed to being the little spoon every once in a while

- If his days been hard you’ll get a very needy text from him telling you to meet him at his place, if you’ve had a hard day the same applies 

- Makes you feel special type of cuddler




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Makoto:

- BIG SPOON

- He’s a literal heater, by far the warmest person in the world to snuggle into save me

- Wraps his arms around your entire body because the height difference between you is ridiculous, you’re the height equivalent to Nagisa compared to him

- But that means that you fit together like pieces of a puzzle, an amazing warm cuddly puzzle… 

- Imagine your back tucked against his chest, his long arms wrapped securely around you while you both talk softly about what you’ll do with your futures

- Ren and Ran 1000% get involved at least 4 times a week, it’s no question that they absolutely adore you and you them, like sometimes when you go to visit Makoto you just end up playing with those two little rascals 

- Makoto thinks the cutest thing ever is seeing you and his siblings asleep all cuddled up together basically using him as a bed.

- The formation is: Mako’s arm around your shoulder as you lay beside him with your head in the crook of his neck and one of your hands in his hair (you were playing with it before you fell asleep). Ran in the same position as you on the other side of Makoto only she was laying on his chest then finally Ren squeezed between you and Makoto, his head nestled into your stomach and your arm wrapped tightly around his waist while he hugs you like a teddy bear

- You end up in this position every time without fail

- Makoto definitely has taken a billion pictures of this, it’s without a doubt his phones wallpaper

- You have a thing about leaving butterfly kisses on his neck while you cuddle because it makes him giggle and that giggle lemme tell you– damn

- He loves it, he’ll never admit it, but he loves it. Y’know what? Love isn’t even a strong enough word.

- Makes you feel protected type of cuddler


Originally posted by yandereatheart

Nagisa:

- Oh mY G0D,,,,,,, This B0Y,,,,,,,, this,,,,,,, boi

- Hugs you as if you were a literal teddy bear, his hold on you is so tight but in the most comfortable way imaginable 

- You two don’t spoon, you hold onto each other in a bear hug but it’s not your typical bear hug, you both refer to these types of hugs as ‘extra special Nagi-(Y/n) snuggles’

- Alright so,,, imagine you’ve both had a really tiring day at school (everyday with this ball of sunshine to be honest) Nagisa invites you over to his house to ‘study’ which is usually true for about 5 minutes before Nagi starts nuzzling his head into your shoulder complaining about how boring studying is.

- And since this boy has made you soft you give in in about 0.2 seconds

- He’s taller than you so when you guys cuddle he wraps his legs around your waist and arms around your neck, like a koala, a blonde, happy, adorable, sunshine filled koala

- ESKIMO KISSES OH MY GOD PLEASE SAVE ME

- As a couple eskimo kisses are like,, your thing. Some couples hug or give kisses on the cheek, you two? You do it all + an eskimo kiss because you’re extra

- His hugs could end wars if we’re being honest here, if you’re having a hard day Nagisa is there and he will give you the warmest cuddliest hug in the universe

- He’s just so pure and soft and joyful keep him safe the world does not deserve him

- His older sisters take pictures of you both cuddling and post them online 

‘Baby bro and his girlfriend are the cutest awww!

- Makes you feel like nothing else matters type of cuddler


Originally posted by yurisskates

Rei:

-  Rei is a whole different story alright hold on tight kids

- He is absolutely ridiculous when it comes to cuddling 

- “(Y/n) I can’t I’m studying.” 

- “(y/N) i CaN’T i’M STuDYiNG.”

- This gets on his nerves so you do it until he agrees to give you the snuggles that you deserve for being the most patient girlfriend ever

- One time you got sad because sometimes he stresses himself out with studying and school work that he barely spares you a glance and your mind straight away jumped to ‘Okay he hates me. Great going (Y/n)’… sad bean.

- Rei’s super smart but oh my god he’s so blind, this boy loves you, he loves you so much and that day when he saw the look on your face he was destroyed, he was so worried when he asked what was wrong and you told him he hugged you so tightly

- That was the start of hug tolerant Rei. He discovered he loved your cuddles. He now wants them all the time. You’ve created a monster.

- He’s an old soul and it’s the cutest, when you hang out he wraps one arm around your shoulder and keeps you close then in the other hand he hold up a book and reads to you

- He lives for sleepy (Y/n) trying to stay awake while he reads to you, he loves the face you make to show how interested you are in what he’s reading but at the same time he’s been waiting to snuggle up to you and sleep since he opened the book because lets face it this happens all the time

- You guys cuddle weirdly, he lays on his side, arms around your torso facing you while you wrap your legs under his knees and your arms circle around his neck with your forehead against his chest

- It’s insanely comfortable don’t even question it

- When you guys lie like that he’s constantly kissing the top of your head and it is the bestest thing in the world

- When he falls asleep he nuzzles his nose into your hair but he doesn’t believe you when you tell him because “nuzzling is illogical” but you know he loves it

- Makes you feel complete type of cuddler


Originally posted by dailyfreegifs

Rin:

- Did someone say cuddle monster?

- He is lowkey the softest boy oh my god he makes me weak send help, he loves cuddles, he’ll deny it to the guys but when you’re alone there is 0 shame

- Buries his face in the crook of your neck, he thinks the smell of your hair is so comforting- he’ll notice if you change shampoos

- protective bby boy

- He holds you a certain way that I don’t think words can describe correctly because it makes me way too emotional, 

 (HE’S THE CUTEST OH MY FUCKING GOD, I’M SORRY)

So basically he lays like this and your head is rested on the arm he has behind his head, his other arm is around your shoulders while his hand plays with your hair

- He loves just staring into your eyes, it makes him less stressed about being the captain and helps him forget his responsibilities for a little while

- Gou thinks it’s the cutest thing ever seeing her big brother all mushy with you, oh god he gets the goofiest smile on his face just looking at a sleeping you in his arms it’s too much I’m dead

- You let him cry on your shoulder and give him your undivided attention because god knows he’s got a lot bottled up

- When he’s upset like this you end up just cradling him against your chest while his arms are holding onto you for dear life

-  So before a big race you lie in your usual position (The one I mentioned^^) and if you fall asleep he’ll kiss your forehead and whisper to you

“I’m gonna win this one for ya, babe”

- And he does

- You can get him to do anything if you promise him cuddles

- a n y t h i n g

- Makes you feel at home type of cuddler


Originally posted by akirakurussu

Sousuke:

- He has a playlist specifically for cuddling 

- It’s full of cute duets and slow songs, A+ for this boy because he makes sure to add in your favourite artists

- Alright down to business

- He hugs with his entire heart, it’s not his favorite thing to do but he doesn’t not like it either

- You lie your head on his chest and one of his arms is around your waist and the others under his head

- He shares an earphone with you, awwwwww

- He plays with your hair constantly, it’s actually his favorite part of cuddling, another is the fact that he can sleep without getting called lazy by Rin

“I came into the dorm today and you were asleep.”

“And?”

“It was like 2 in the afternoon, what the hell man?”

“Yeah my girlfriend wanted to cuddle, I was just being the amazing boyfriend I am.”

“Whatever.”

- THIS POOR BABIES SHOULDER HE DOESN’T DESERVE THIS TO BE HAPPENING TO HIM OH MY GOD 

- You always always always give him little shoulder massages, he sits in between your legs while you do this

- He also secretly lives for when you leave little kisses on his injured shoulder 

“Feels better already”

- He’ll always lean down and peck you on the lips before you fall asleep because it always makes you smile and you end up falling asleep with a little smile on your face

- Rin can lie to himself all he wants but when he comes back to the dorm and sees you two all cuddled up and asleep his hard-ass facade fualters a little bit

- Sousuke will sometimes sing along to whatever song is playing and that is enough to melt your heart

- Makes you feel like you belong type of cuddler


Originally posted by freckledhinatas

Nitori:

- Littlest of spoons

- Hold him tight please

- We all know this baby boy wants to be the best swimmer he can be but sometimes that means he overworks himself and spends longer in the pool than is good for him

- Hence, as his girlfriend it is your duty to drag him away from the pool, get him warm and fed then haul his ass to bed and show him through warm secure hugs that you care about and love him very very much

- He’s so amazing and it hurts you so much how insecure he can be sometimes like I’m sorry bby I love you so much

-When this happens you get all sad and just kind of wrap yourself around him as if you were a koala on a tree and rest your chin on his shoulder until he accepts the fact that you’re in love with him and most likely always will be

- Once he realizes that you aren’t going anywhere he kisses your cheek and thanks you for being so amazing

- You’re a little bit taller than him so when you cuddle his heads in the crook of your neck while his arms are circled around your waist, one of your arms in under his head usually playing with his hair while the other’s thrown over his waist

- He is the most gentle human being and he has softened your heart by 100000000000%

- He deserves the world and to him that’s you

- You kiss his beauty mark and he gets all blushy and smiley

- He gIGgLeS, it is the actual most cutest thing

- He’ll always take charge of the cuddles if you’re upset. He is hands down one of the best comforters ever.

- It’ll be the same way you both normally cuddle only the roles are reversed and he just strokes your hair so gently it’ll make you instantly calmer

- Makes you feel like you’re important type cuddler



Originally posted by taito-izzy

Momo:

- Energetic to the max

- Okay he has a lot of energy but that won’t stop him from being the sweetheart he is, you wanna cuddle? Okay let’s cuddle.

- Cuddling usually starts off with a tickle fight followed by some rolling around trying to find a comfortable position

- Never one designated position 

- You could be spooning, one of your heads on the others lap, sometimes Momo just flops down on his stomach and you just kinda lie down on his back and neither of you will move for like 3 hours

- He’ll talk to you about his beetles, you don’t really care but it makes him happy so you listen intently watching the dorky little smile on his face

“OH OH AND THEY’RE NOCTURNAL SO THEY ONLY COME OUT AT NIGHT SO THEY’RE REALLY TOUGH TO CATCH, NOT FOR ME THOUGH- GEEZ HOW LUCKY ARE YOU YOUR BOYFRIEND IS THE KING OF STAG BEETLE HUNTING!”  

- You being half asleep by this point

“Mhm, that’s great babe… really really great, I love you.”

- He just laughs at you but then starts to gush about how cute you are

- After he’s sure you’re asleep he gets really sentimental and he talks to you 

“Maybe I’m the lucky one, ending up with someone as great as you, huh?” Then he’ll brush the hair from in front of your eyes away behind your ear and kiss you ever so softly on the tip of your nose before he finishes “Yeah, I’m definitely the lucky one.” 

- I’m not dying inside

- He’ll probably drool on you once he falls asleep.

- Makes you feel loved type of cuddler



Wow this took me so long so I’m putting it up, yeah I know nobody asked for this but I want these boys to cuddle me, writing this killed me inside a lot, anyway hope you like it!

take the trade — part two || dylan o’brien

author: @broodybell
pairing: dylan x reader
word count: 2,009

authors note: i cried like a bitch writing some of this, probably because of the song i was listening to and how much it related to this part. there are two more parts to go for this mini series so hold tight kids and bring some tissues. this is pure angst.

series masterlist.

summary: reader arrives in england, torn between her gut and her heart while dylan tries to process everything. 


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In that one scene,

In 2x09, y’all know which one I’m talking about too, after Mike yells at and hits Hopper. When Mike is crying, and Hopper is holding him tight, telling him it’s okay. When Hopper says, “You’re okay, kid, you’re okay. I’m sorry.” I think in that moment Hopper realized how much Mike really cared for Eleven, and how much pain Mike was in in the year that she was gone. I think he also realizes that, no matter how safe he was keeping Eleven, him keeping it from Mike added on to the pain, because Mike thought she was gone forever. When he says, “You’re okay.” He’s telling Mike that he don’t have to feel that pain anymore.

I also think this scene is what led Hopper to saying he destroys everything around him later on. Cause he feels like he destroyed Mike’s heart/soul.

My Favorite What If - Part 2

Masterlist  -  Part 1

Summary: You run into your childhood friend Steve and wonder if you’ve missed out on a good thing.

Prompt(s): for @tatortot2701 ’s AU Writing Challenge!: “Please don’t tell me you got arrested again.”

Warnings: swearing, very very vague allusion to abuse

Word Count: 2987

Author’s Note: I don’t know team. I queued this when I posted the first and I’ve been dreading today all week. I am just not confident in this parrrrt. I’m having a meltdown. The floof. The angst… I just don’t know. Thanks queen bee for helping me figure out how to bring this monstrosity to an end @denialanderror.

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Driving has always been cathartic for you, and somehow last night you found yourself making the 3-hour drive back to your hometown in the hopes of pushing out the memories that kept creeping into your head. Obviously this is the last place to run from the past, but maybe it’s time to face it so you could finally let it go.

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let little kids be gay! little boys following their crush around like a puppy dog, sitting next to him on the bus every day and telling him silly one liners from the jokebook he bought just to be able to make him laugh! little girls sharing all their snacks from home with their crush, endlessly complimenting her on her new hairband/dress/shoes/backpack, bringing in dolls to play with and giving her the prettiest and least ratty doll, braiding her hair and holding her hand tight playing double dutch jumprope!

let kids defy gender roles and be gender non conforming! let little boys play dress up and love wearing that one tutu and stealing their big sister’s makeup! let little girls roll around in the mud and play alien secret agents and be shamelessly loud and bossy and rowdy and refusing to wear dresses! let little kids who know they’re not boys or girls find comfort in androgynous role models just like them, like their camp counselor who explained that they’re not a boy or a girl, and telling them that they might not be either! let them be indignant of the fact that all the clothing and toys made for kids is either pink and ruffly or blue and intense so they pick the most androgynous stuff they can and play a lot of really cool puzzle and board games, and maybe get something a little gendered if they want it because hey, some things are just cool!

let your kids be kids like they’re meant to be, pure and sweet and careless and rowdy and loud and exploring relationships with their peers and living their childhood the way that makes them happy and keeps them healthy! let your boys pick flowers for the kitchen and let your girls play football with the bigger kids and let them present themselves however the heck they want because your children are discovering themselves and growing and having fun and don’t push your ideas of gender roles and conformity on your children who have no concept of them, and who wouldn’t understand why a boy wearing a dress is bad but would believe it because their minds are impressionable and you told them, and you’re their entire source of information and right and wrong meter and mentor on how to relate to the world! you end up setting a bad path for your kid, whether they grow up and realize that they’re LGBTQ but you told them through ostracizing and side glancing kids who were strange and didn’t like the things marketed to their gender that it makes you turn out “you know….. *makes effeminate hand gesture*” and that’s wrong so they punish themselves for it and repress it and hurt themselves doing that, or they grow up harassing LGBTQ kids and making fun of them and contributing to the binary society they rejected as an innocent little child because you told them that that was okay.

let kids be kids be kids be kids and let them be who they are and teach them to respect other kids being who they are.

So about Trini

If your one hold back about seeing the movie is her lack gay-ing it up, this movie has so much to off in terms of diversity, not just with her but with the rest of the team, but this particular post is about Trini.

So, just kind my of personal experience here; 
my parents were pretty strict when I was growing up(lol literally we weren’t actually allowed to watch the original show back when it was airing) and my dad was pretty controlling. 
So when they were all around the bonfire talking about themselves and Trini talked about her parents being really into labels, and her being a certain way like I get it dude. 
My dad used to get pissy at me for wearing basketball shorts lol like. It’s just a weird thing to grow up in an environment where you’re being told what to do and how to dress and act and then have something like you realizing your sexuality might not be super straight it takes a lot of time to reconcile some of that within yourself. 
I still have moments where I kinda just hope I end up falling in love with a man so I don’t have to deal the fallout from parents of me liking girls, but I have been able to accept it about myself and I can say, hey I’m Bisexual a little easier now than a couple years ago; But I can’t imagine having had to do that when my parents still had such a tight hold on me. 

So here is Trini, still a kid in her parents house trying to figure out who she is while having her parents still trying to push the image they have of her onto her–it makes a lot of sense to me that she wouldn’t want to smack a label on what’s into it.  It’s a story that I appreciate them telling, that I’m excited to see where they take it and what they do with it. 

This was my take away when it comes to this, just again based on my personal experience; I’m sure everyone is going to have a different take on it–

Trini is a character I’m already soooo invested in. And I will say, there’s not a whole lot of focus on her character, Billy, Jason and Kim were more in the spotlight this movie.  But we still got these nice little things about her character like how she’s kinda quiet, a little broody but still is so loyal to the others. Also her interactions with the others are so sweet to watch. 

I’m really happy we have this character  and I am SO excited to see her develop and grow.  She’s one of those characters that is going to forever hold a special special place in my heart.

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I know you got about a Billion Requests (cause you're damn good) but, if those ever dwindle down I'd love to see Adrien introducing Maggie to his college's trans+queer group "this is my queer mama Maggie and her wife Alex" (regardless of whether sanvers is married yet, bratty kids y'know)

Alex wrings her hands in the car the entire drive over.

Until, that is, Maggie takes one hand off the wheel, reaches over to the passenger’s seat, and laces fingers with her girlfriend.

“They’re gonna love you, babe.”

Alex takes a deep breath and nods and just turns up J. Cole, losing herself in mouthing every word flawlessly (closing her lips, of course, at every n-word), and Maggie’s thumb swipes across Alex’s hand in understanding silence until she has to make the sharp turn onto Star City University’s campus.

“You ready for this?” Maggie asks after she parks in front of the Student Union building, and Alex’s eyes are in secret agent overdrive as she assesses every single student walking by.

“I had a… rough time in college.”

Maggie watches her with soft eyes and a tilted head. “The drinking?”

Alex nods, eyes fixed on a passing group of pajamas-wearing students, one of the boys jumping up on the other’s shoulders, making the entire group erupt in raucous laughter and a humorous backpack fight.

“I wonder how different it would have been if I’d known I was… gay.”

Maggie smiles faintly and leans across the car to kiss Alex’s nose. “Wanna go find out?”

Alex bites her lower lip and adjusts her jacket. “You’ll hold my hand?”

Maggie grins. “The entire time. On that note… wait there.”

Alex furrows her brow as Maggie practically hops out of the car and jogs around to the passenger side. She yanks the door open and holds out her hand to help Alex out.

“I’m a woman of my word, Danvers. You want me to hold your hand the whole time, then I’m gonna do it the whole damn time.”

Alex blushes and slips out of the car, gulping at the idea of finally holding another woman’s hand on a college campus.

“Adrian says the club room’s in the basement, first left after the bookstore. This way.”

Alex holds tight to Maggie’s hand as they weave through college kids with faces buried in their smart phones and college kids with faces buried in their books and college kids with faces turning up into grins that Alex doesn’t quite know how to interpret at the sight of Alex and Maggie’s interlaced fingers.

But Maggie’s stride doesn’t lose cool confidence, and Alex finds herself turned on at the way her girlfriend moves in the world, the way she navigates every space like she knows it so well, even when she most certainly doesn’t.

Like she has a right to be in the world, even though it’s worked so hard to convince her that she doesn’t.

They’re staring at a door utterly covered in an explosion of rainbow flags before Alex knows it, and Maggie shakes her head.

“Well, Adrian’s clearly made his impact,” she chuckles, and the sound relaxes Alex.

True to her word, Maggie doesn’t let her hand leave Alex’s once, even as they nod at each other and Maggie pushes the club room door open; even as there’s a high-pitched scream and Maggie stumbles backward slightly with the force of Adrian’s hug; even as the blurry mass of excited college boy shifts from Maggie to Alex.

“Good to see you too, Ade,” Alex wheezes, wondering vaguely what would happen if Adrian and Kara ever had a competition to see who could hug hardest.

Adrian beams, his new silver stud earring glistening almost as brightly as his brown eyes as he bounces on his toes and splays his hands open to the rest of the room, which – Alex only now notices – is littered with old couches and arm chairs, nearly every inch of the walls covered in art work, in posters, in rainbow flags, bi flags, ace flags, trans flags, flags for orientations and identities Alex doesn’t have the words for yet.

And scattered across those couches, chairs, and upturned crates are teenagers in varying states of studiousness. Two are crouched in the corner and utterly absorbed in their laptops, headphones in; others have notebooks in their laps but conversation on their lips; and some are sprawled in each other’s laps.

“Everyone!” Adrian announces with all the flair of a theater major. “This is my queer mama Maggie and her wife Alex!”

Even the kids on their laptops grin at that, and one of them takes out one of their earpods and gestures with a pen in Maggie and Alex’s direction.

“Good to meet you two – we were all starting to suspect that Adrian made up his mythically supportive cop friend and her lovely girlfriend, Adrian, no one’s trying to pretend we believe you that they’re married yet.”

Maggie laughs and Alex blushes, and Adrian gasps in mock horror.

“Are you questioning my honor, Dani?”

Dani arches a lazy eyebrow, a grin on their face, and looks right past Adrian to Maggie. “Detective Sawyer, right? Are you two actually married yet?”

“Not yet, kiddo,” Maggie answers, squeezing Alex’s hand as she beams and Alex’s stomach somersaults pleasantly.

“Well, married or not yet, we’ve heard a shitton about you both from this one,” a girl with buzzed hair and a green streak on one side grins up from her sprawl on a femmey-looking girl’s lap.

“And we’ve heard a lot about you all. Lemme see if I can do this,” Alex perks up, and Maggie beams proudly as her girl gets animated with the rush of excitement, the rush of acceptance; the rush of a challenge where she won’t be punished if she gets something wrong.

“You’re Mariah, and unless you’re up to something on the side, that must be Carrie.” The girls squeal and Adrian and Maggie exchange glances and beam.

Alex squints around the room and rattles off the names and random facts about everyone in the room, and they all cheer more and more raucously the farther along she gets. When she circulates back around to Adrian, she holds her hand out to him.

“But I don’t believe I’ve met this handsome young man. Alex Danvers, FBI. And who is your absolutely beautiful lady friend?” she asks, cocking her head toward Maggie, and the kids in the room – even Dani on their laptop – explode with laughter as Maggie blushes deeply and hides her smiling face in the hand that isn’t still holding Alex’s.

Adrian doesn’t miss a beat.

“Pleasure to meet you, Alex Danvers, FBI. I’m Adrian Rodriguez, National City born and bred, Star City transplant, general badass. And my absolutely beautiful lady friend is Maggie Sawyer, NCPD Science Division: into motorcycles, girls, badassery, reforming the system she works in, and wildly kinky sex. I think you two’ll get along just great.”

Dani shrieks and Mariah leans over and smacks Adrian’s arm lightly, and he ducks as both Maggie and Alex go for a playful headlock.

“Is anything I said untrue?!” he squeals, and Maggie’s blush grows as she buries her face in Alex’s shoulder.

“You’re lucky I love you, Ade!” she stammers when she finally turns around, Alex wrapping her arms around Maggie’s waist from behind as Adrian laughingly leans in for a kiss on both cheeks, which Maggie happily gives him to a chorus of awwwws.

They’re in a completely different city; in a public college, whereas Alex had gone to Stanford; in a club room in the basement of the Student Union, whereas Alex had spent her entire college career in the lab or throwing up in the bathroom; surrounded by queer kids with bright smiles and barely hidden scars, whereas Alex was just coming out a decade older than them.

And she’s somehow never felt more at home.

Imagine: you and Thomas were going for grocery shopping. 

Thomas: *saw a shopping cart* oh! oh! oh! Let’s get the cart! *grabbed your wrist and pulled you with him*

Y/N: *giggles* woah slow down Tommy!

Thomas: I wanna get on it! 

Y/N: *smiled* you’re such a kid today.

Thomas: *climbed on*

Y/N: ok! Hold on tight! *gripped the handle and pushed him while you were running*

Thomas: weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Peter Pan Imagine Request/ Taken

“Can I request an imagine where you’re Emma’s daughter and Henry’s older sister,but also Peter’s true love,so you all go to Neverland to save Henry , and pan flirts with u all the time and stuff so he make a deal to keep u and let Henry leave😉”


Warnings: Cursing, wicked pan,

You loved your bother Henry, he was your best friend, and your mother Emma, well she was a mom, She was always there for you when you needed her, she scolded you whenever you did something you weren’t supposed to do, you know, the regular mom stuff.

You were in high school, wanting to just pass 3 more years of high school, graduate, and eventually get a job, if that was even possible, because well, time would change randomly, magic would change your world, people came into town and everything would change. Storybrooke was a town that once you entered you were there forever, everyone knew everyone, you were all family.

In a strange way you loved it, you loved the adventure, saving StoryBrooke and restoring your town, being the saviors daughter had some perks, everyone in high school thought you were so cool, everyone treated you with respect, it was a really cool feeling, you loved it. It was awesome, but sometimes you wanted to be normal, going to high school was a little hard, because you were usually trying so save someone from killing your town, or stopping a powerful villain. Life was complicated, but it was your life.

Well one day that all changed, when night, Henry was captured.

You woke up to a scream, which scared you right out of bed, you ran downstairs to ask whats wrong, he was gone

“Where did he go?!” you asked almost in tears

“Nobody knows.” Hook says as he holds your mother

You ran upstairs to Henry’s room,it was true, he was gone.

You were confused, you were upset, wanted to cry,and scream, but you didn’t. You knew Henry, Henry wouldn’t have left without a reason , a forget me not, a clue.

So therefore, you searched, you searched everywhere, starting from his room, you looked in his pillows, his blanket, his closet , dressers, searched his closet, in all his shoes, his trash, everywhere you thought of, it lasted for about 3 hours til you finally broke down and started to cry, Emma and the gang heard you and went to comfort you.

“Whoever did this is gonna pay big time!” you yell and scream as you cry.

********

Back in Neverland Henry was trying to get back to you, but Peter and his lost boys are very dangerous, and are very hard to escape from.

Peter was head in Charge, he was king of Neverland, and if anyone would try to disrespect the king, you would never see them again, he was a cruel sick, wicked boy, and he was only 16.

He loved being in charge, he loved knowing there was no one above him, he loved knowing that the lost boys not only respected him, but they were scared of him.

“Please let me go!” Henry would beg him.

Peter would just laugh and walk away, he loved to see others suffer, he was sick.

********

Back in StoryBrooke you were finally ready to give up.

“Y/n you have to get ready for school, I know Henry is missing, but school is important.” Your mom said

Of course, you thought, using your education as a distraction.

“Yeah , that sounds awesome, go to school when your brother is missing which could be a life or death situation!” you yell

“That’s enough go to school now!” she yells

“You know what it’s not my fault that I’m the only one searching for him.” you say as your cross your arms

“We are ALL looking for him.” she says with a stern voice.

“Yeah? Well where is he?!” you asked with tears in your eyes “I miss him so much.” you cry once again.

Emma comes and holds you tight

“Listen kid, we’ll find him, no matter what, we will search far and wide, but right now I really need you to go to school, please.” Emma asked

“Okay okay, I’ll go.” you sniffed and wiped your tears on your sleeve.

You walk out of the house, walking to school, when all of a sudden a gust of wind blew in your face and you got dust in your eye.

“Oh great!” you yelled as you turn around , rubbing your eyes.

As you look up you look at Henry window, there, right there, a leaf, but it was stuck in the window, perfectly stuck, too perfect. That right there, that had to be the sign!

You run through the window pushing Emma and the rest of the group out the way

“Hey!” they all yelled, almost pushing them over.

You ran to Henry’s window and got the leaf, it was very sloppy, and really hard to read, you studied it for about 30 seconds, by that time, the whole group was in his room , asking what was wrong and what not, you just ignored them, and then, you figured it out, you found the clue, the ultimate clue.

“Neverland.” you said

“What did you say?” David asked

“Th-that’s where he is, Neverland!” your voice was shaking and so were your hands, but you did it, you found out where your little brother was.

David took the leaf and agreed, “It has to be something, we have to at least try, it’s the biggest clue we have yet, what else could it mean?”

“So you’re telling me he’s in Neverland?” Regina asked

“Yes that;s exactly what I’m telling you.” David said

“What are we waiting for lets go!” Emma said

“YES!” you screamed

You started to pack your things, such as clothes, a pocket knife, food, water, a compass, whatever you may need, you never been to Neverland no heard of it, I mean people have talked about it, like Hook has talked about it, but not a lot, so you were curious of what Neverland had to offer, and how fast you were gonna get back Henry.

********

You arrived at Neverland, it was beautiful, you weren’t going to lie, it had a very nice scent, it smelled like pine woods and a little cinnamon. The trees stretched so far up you couldn’t even see the where it ended, the plants and flowers were unlike anything you seen before, even the way the ground, the dirt, the soil was different. It was hard and soft all at once.

“Okay so let’s do this.” Emma said

“Let’s do it!” Regina said.

You all stay in a group , searching for him was hard, you felt so little in such a big place, it was beautiful but scary all at once.

by the second hour you were pretty tired, so you asked to stop and eat, well they weren’t gonna stop searching so they let you eat while they stayed close, but still searched

You open your backpack and take out a sandwich, and start to eat it. You then pull out your phone.

“UUgh no service, great.” you say

So then you pull out a book and start to read.

About 5 minutes into reading you were really starting to enjoy your book, when all of a sudden…

“What’s that?” someone said behind you

“Ahh!” you said as you drop your book and your delicious sandwich.

“What the hell?” you turn around and see a boy, a quite attractive boy, but you didn’t let that distract you too much.

“You didn’t answer my question.” he said

“Oh it’s a book, and THAT right there is my sandwich that YOU made me drop.” you said

“Oh I’m sorry beautiful.” he smiled and cocked an eyebrow

Oh shit. He’s hot as hell.

“I-it’s okay.” you said

He picked up your book and looked through it, “It has no pictures in it.”

“A book doesn’t has to have pictures for it be an amazing story.” you said

He nodded, “So what are you doing here?” he asked

“I’m here to find my brother Henry, I’m guessing this guy Peter Pan came and took him, so me and my family are searching for him.”

“Peter Pan? Sounds like a great guy.” he said as he leaned against a tree.

“Hey what’s your name anyway?” you asked

“Me? Oh I’m Peter, Peter Pan.” he said bluntly

“WHAT?!” you say as you get in a fighting position

“Hol-hol-hol-hold up love.” he says putting his arms up but still smiling.

“Where is Henry?” You scream

“He’s safe and sound, I promise.”he said

“LIAR!” you yell

“Keep it down” he says “Your other group will hear.”

“Good!” you say

“Listen I want to make a deal with you.”

“Hell no.” you said

“It’s more of a game actually, you know how I love my games.” he winks at you

“Ugh.” you scuff at him, already annoyed with him.

“If I win, you can keep Henry, if you don’t , you both stay.”

“Hell no!” you say

He smiles “Oh come on, it will be fun, besides.” his smiles turns into a wicked one. “You wouldn’t have a chance.”

“You don’t know that, I will find a way, and I will find Henry without YOUR help!”  you say as you walk away from him.

“Keep walking, I like the view.” he says

You say nothing but give him the finger

“How cane someone with such power be so immature ?!” you stated

You walk back to the group

“Hey how was your sandwich?”

“Fine now let’s go find Henry.” you say annoyed.

********

It wasn’t long until you all ran into Pan again.

“Where’s Henry?!” the group yelled

But you knew it wouldn’t work, Peter was so cocky, and self centered.

He then looks at you and winks you roll your eyes and the group notices.

“Just take me on my offer.” he says as he walks up to you

“I’m not going to take it so you can back off of me!” you yell

“Oh come on, you’d make a lovely lost girl.”as he touches your face.

“Do NOT touch me!” you yell

“Get your hands off of her!” David says about to punch Pan’s face, but Pan remains calm.

“You’ll come around soon, I know it.” he says as he looks into your eyes.

His eyes were pierced green, they were beautiful, and it was as if he cast a spell on you for 2 seconds, because in those 2 seconds you wanted him, you wanted Peter, the Peter Pan, but you snapped out of it, but it was far too late, for he knew you wanted him, because he wanted you too.

********

Not very long passed, you actually went behind your groups back and would go meet Peter, in the day he would leave notes and little gits, letting you know what time to meet him and what not.

“Peter this is so wrong.” you admit

“But it feels so right, doesn’t it?” he would look at you with puppy eyes, and for those nights that you met him, you saw a totally different Peter, a nice, sweet, gentle, and kind Peter.

It was nice, and you were both growing feelings for each other, but you knew it was terribly wrong.

“You have my brother!” you said in almost a mean way

He rubbed your arm in the most gentle way, it almost tickled.

“But if I give him back, you will leave?” he said in the most vulnerable way

“W-well yes, I need to go back home, I need to go to school.”

“Why?” he asked

“Because I need my education.” you said

“You need to stay with me.” he pulled you in closer , looking deep into your eyes

“I-I, Can’t. I need to get Henry back, please.” you asked

He almost shook his head in dis be leaf, “You’re denying me?”

“It’s not that, I need my brother, and to go home.” you said

Peter clenched his fingers and tighten his jaw and look furious, “I can’t do that.” his British accent grew stronger whenever he got mad.

“Well , then, I’m sorry, but this, can’t happen anymore.” you got up and walked away with tears in your eyes.

Peter was the only boy you truly cared about, and telling him that, broke you apart.

You went back to your sleeping bag but the group was already awake and looked mad.

“Where were you?” Regina asked

“What do you mean?” you asked

“I didn’t stutter, tell us where you were.” she says

“I went to the bathroom.” you said as you crossed your arms, feeling confident

“Without taking the toilet paper?” she pointed to where the toilet paper bag was

“Oh..” you were caught

“Why are you always gone?? You leave randomly without telling us, and you go out in the middle of the night.” she says

“I’m finding Henry of course.” you say in a low voice, feeling less confident

“Yeah right, why don’t you ask anyone to go with you?” she folds her arms

“I don’t want to be a bother.” you say

“That’s a lot of crap.” David says

As you’re getting yelled at by the group Peter walks near you guys but quickly hides and see’s what is going on.

He notices you aren’t saying you’re with him through all those nights, those random days you would spend hours on end with each other, but still you wouldn’t say you were with Peter, he looked at how sad you were, how intimidated you were by them, he felt sorry, but he didn’t speak up.

The next day you go off by the lake, you cry, you cry because you just simply don’t know what to do.

Peter comes and he sits next to you, and he just watches you, he doesn’t comfort you, nor says anything, he just watches.

“What do you want?” you say as you try to wipe your tears.

“I need you.” he says

“What?” you say almost not believing what he just said.

“I need you, to stay, in a way, you make me better, I don’t feel stressed whenever I’m with you, I feel happy, and just well I don’t know, I know I haven’t known you for long, but I feel like you’re the only one who truly gets me.”

Your mouth hanged wide open, you were shocked this was coming from Pan’s mouth, he never said anything like this to you, sure he express his feelings, but never to this amount.

“Long ago, before I became ruler of this island, the shadow told me, that I must find my true love, or else, If I did’t find her, then well, I’d loose my island, and everything I done to it.”

So I’m a trophy prize?” you folded your arms

“No it’s not like that.”

“I love you Y/n. I know it may sound silly, but ever since I saw you, I knew you were my true love, so just please, stay with me, here.” he said as he grabbed your hands

You nodded, “Okay, I’ll stay, but Henry has to go with his family back in StoryBrook, he loves it there.” you smiled

“Deal.” he said

So, Henry went back to StoryBrooke with the group, you visited often, and got to see your brother, Peter kept his island, and got his true love.

Where does a suburban moyher of three get eggs?

I work at a southern states, which is a farm supply store that sells feed, animal products etc.  In the spring we sell baby chicks. This is a huge deal and all the kids love it.  Granted we get plenty of the kids that hold them just a little too tight.  But this is another story completely.  

Before Easter,  what sounds like a suburban mom of two calls the phone and wants to know what kind of chicks we have. I rattle off the list and ask if there’s anything else she needs. 

She asks what all she needs to take care of some chicks. After explaining that she would need chick food, a feeder, waterer, a jeat lamp, and some kind of place to keep them in the dry, she asked if she could keep them in the house. 

I told her that she could for about a week but they would soon be too big.  Them she had the brilliant idea of keeping them in the bathtub.  I again told her that it wouldn’t be a very good or permanent solution.  

She also asked if we sold baby chick feed.  No ma'am. Absolutely not.  We let our chicks starve. 

I helpfully supplied that we even sold egg baskets for when the chicks started laying eggs. 

She promptly stayed she didn’t know that chickens laid eggs.  

Where do your eggs come from,  mysterious suburban mom? 

Chickens.  

I promise.  

She decided her son needed a stuffed bunny for Easter instead.  

guitar in the sheets // Daniel

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“I’m making my way thro the boys slowly. Your awesome BTW! UP NEXT *drum roll if you please* Daniel my darling. Where he teaches a frighten reader how to play the guitar because she can’t sleep as she woke up from a night mare at 4a.m but eventually she falls asleep in his arms as he sings to her. what da ya think?” - anon

(1,036 words)

a/n: I  h a v e  2 9 9  f o l l o w e r s  w h a t  i m  s c r e a m i n g  i n t e r n a l l y  b c  m y  m o m  w i l l  t e l l  m e  t o  s h u t  u p bUT THANK YOU ALL SO FREAKING MUCHJ YOU HUYS ARE THE BEST AND I STILLL CAN’T SPELL I’M HYPE tHO THANK YOU THANK YOU

[ps. Jordyn @wheatrose suggested the song used in this to me so thanks babe (: much looove]

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I ran through the pitch black woods, leaping over branches and fallen logs. There were dozens of them chasing me. Everywhere I turned, I saw them. I was surrounded.

My feet ached and bled profusely from the dagger-like rocks on the the forest floor. My large gown slowed my sprint, but I kept going. There were too many wolves. Their bright red eyes burned holes into my body. The glares wouldn’t stop.

All of a sudden. I slip on a mossy rock and hit my head on the boulder. The world surrounding me spins and the wolves near my body. Although I was barely conscious, I could hear the screams of my boyfriend, Daniel, clearly calling my name. It cut through the growls all around me. The wolves turn their heads and faced him. He stood in a slanted position from the large wound on his right hip, horror painting his handsome face and stared. Half of the pack turned to him while the rest on their beady crimson eyes stayed glued to me. Their sharp teeth showed as their gums pushed upwards in a load, low growl.

“Daniel!” I shriek. Two wolves comes close to me. One proceeds to get as close as only a few inches from my face and opens its jaws, letting out huffs of breath with the hideous smell of raw blood and meat riding it. Although the wolf should’ve let out a bark or howl, Daniel’s silky voice filled in the space instead.

“(y/n), wake up! You’re okay! You’re safe! Lord, please wake up, (y/n)!”

The breath is ripped from my lungs at the sound of my boyfriend’s voice and I’m so distracted by it that I don’t realize the other wolf had crept up to me and lunged at my head. Everything goes black and I scream.

Suddenly, I’m in my bed, hot and sweaty, with Daniel sitting up beside me, his ocean blue eyes wide with alertness. I sit up straight as well and try to regulate my breathing. “(y/n), calm down, babygirl,” He brings his arm around me and allows me to lean my head against his bare chest. I start crying softly, covering my face with my hands.

“The w-wolves… you were screaming and I wa-wasn’t… I needed to h-h-help you an-and I…” I stutter between sobs.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s alright,” He strokes my head, running his long fingers through my wild hair, “It was only a nightmare. A bad dream. That’s all, darling.”

“But you… you were dying, Daniel. I couldn’t sa-save you,”

“But here I am. Right here, right now. 100% safe. That’s all that matters.” He reassures me. Daniel kisses my forehead wrapping his arms around me like satin ribbons, caressing every curve on my body. He hums softly against my forehead.

“Daniel,” I whisper jaggedly.

“Yes, baby?”

“C-can you si-sing to me?”

He kisses me with his soft lips. Daniel leans back and grabs his guitar from the floor of his bedroom. I scoot off of his lap and onto the sheets. I cross my legs indian-style and stuff a pillow between the empty space in my arms. He swiftly tunes and strums.

“Promise I won’t hurt you, kid. Hold me really tight until the stars look big,” He sings. The lyrics flutter on the air like feathers dancing with the wind, “Never let me go. All the world is ours…”

I watch his hand slide up and down the neck of the guitar in awe, mesmerized by the grace of his fingers touching the strings. Daniel made playing it seem so simple, I got the urge to play a few notes.

“Can I try?” I ask, my eyes going from his guitar to his beautiful face.

“Of course,” He smiles, eyes hooded with tiredness. Daniel places the instrument in my arms and moves over to me, kissing my temple as he shows me the fingerings for the basic notes. After 10 minutes, I learn how to play ‘Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star’ and he asks me to perform it for him. As I pluck awkwardly, Daniel sings beautifully. I smile at the sound of his gorgeous voice. It calms me down to the point where I start yawning, sleepiness starting to overtake my body. I check the clock for the time and it reads 4:23 am in white digits. I stretch and place the guitar on the edge of the bed, raveled up in the white sheets. I crawl to my boyfriend and hug him. My hands run down his smooth back and I breathe in his scent. He always spent time in the backyard, so he would come back to me smelling like a meadow full of fragrant flowers and fresh rain on earth. Even after he took a shower, he’d still smell like the outdoor and I wouldn’t mind a single bit. I kissed his exposed shoulder and he kissed the top of my head in response.

“Daniel,”

“Yes?”

“I don’t want to go to sleep,”

“Why?”

“I’m scared I’ll see them again.”

“You won’t. I promise.”

“How do you know?”

“Because you’re in my arms. Nothing will harm you when you’re with me, (y/n).”

I sigh and start to relax, “I love you, Daniel.”

“I love you more, my dear.” He leans back on the headboard of the bed and I rest on his stomach. Daniel cradles me in his arms like a child and I had never felt more secure.

Quietly, he hums the tune for ‘Never Let Me Go’ into my hair.

“Hold me in your arms, love me like your best friends did. Promise I won’t hurt you, kid.

Sleepily, I intertwine our fingers that glow in the moonlight coming in from the outside world.

He starts to slur words as he gets more and more tired until he’s only humming. Soon, he’s half-asleep and still murmuring the words under his breath. I tighten my hold on Daniel, starting to fall asleep as well and he wraps his arms around me more firmly. I rest my cheek on his abdomen, “Never let me go,” I finish the song in a soft whisper. I fall asleep in Daniel’s arms immediately after.

Unintentionally

Logan Howlett Imagine

Logan x Reader

Daughter, Father relationship.

Warning: None

Word count: 1,589

Authors Note: Something that’s been in my head for way to long and has been sitting in my draft.

Logan was tired for once, when he entered Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Entering the kitchen, a groan escaping his mouth as the cold beer touched his fingertips. “Last time. This is the last time.” The bar stool squeaked underneath him as he took a long gulp of the beer. Covered in sweat, dried blood and dirt wasn’t how he wanted his night to go.

Just a couple more beers.

Logan come see me, Xavier’s voice echoed through his head. All Logan could do was groan. Make it quick. 

Without another word, Logan got up, endless curses running through his head. It sure as hell better be important.


What Logan didn’t expect to find was a young teen girl, looking like she just came out of the same situation as him. Ripped white top, mud, blood, the top clung to her y/s/c skin. Y/h/c knotted and all over the place. When he had entered, something had shifted inside him. Her wide y/e/c eyes locked with his brown pair.

“What the hell?” He voiced, raising an eyebrow. Xavier met his gaze as he whispered something to the girl, who just merely shrugged.

“Logan met Y/n. You’ll be taking her under your wing,” before Logan could protest, Xavier carried on,”I sent Storm to found her, she was in the woods wondering around- Anyways, Y/n show him what you can do.”

She hopped of her seat and rolled her shoulders. When she closed her eyes, they snapped open, y/e/c eyes burned brighter, her pupils thinning. Immediately there was a shift in the atmosphere. Xavier threw objects at her,

In her eyes, everything happened in slow motion. She hit them all away, making there path change to the wall beside her. Objects hit against the wall as a few sharp items lodged into the wood. The one thing notice able, that she moved around objects that couldn’t be deflected like a cat.

Once she showed an example of what she could do, she sat back down. Regaining back energy.

“Xavier, you sure as hell know I can’t look after a kid.” Logan growled. “Just- no.”

“Logan to bad. She’s under your care. And I’m sure you both will get a long just fine.” Xavier chimed. Hiding his amusement behind his blank face.

Y/n jumped back up and walked towards Logan. “Logan? Right? I don’t give a damn about what you think or want. But we can come to an agreement? We can both be out of each others way.”


Y/n sure as hell wasn’t thrilled about any of this. She preferred the outdoor lands. Where she could roam free and enjoy the what the land offered. As Logan and her walked side by side, towards her room, there was slight tension in the air. Her eyes darted around the room, taking everything in.

“So kid, what you do?” Logan question, making her roll her eyes.

“My powers relate to animals,” She paused looking at him, pondering on how to word it, “I connect to animals by taking traits or abilities they may have. Cat; Agility, Bear;Strength.” Logan nodded, raising a hand motioning her to stop. “How about you?”

Without a word from him, sharp metal extended from between his knuckles. She could sense the pain as he did that and could hear his bones shift underneath his skin. “It hurts when you do it?”

He nodded. “Most of the time.” His jaw clenched not in the mood to talk about. She noticed his actions and simply kept her mouth shut as she let her eyes wonder around. 

They were silent for the rest of the journey to her room. Y/n wanted to drown in sleep and she was guessing he wanted to drink his rough night away. “Xavier told me most things about you. The whole healing factor and animal senses? Cute-”

Logan grabbed her by the shoulders, making her eyes narrow, “Look kid. I’m a violent person, when he means, ‘put under my wing’ he means exactly that and I’m busy 24/7-”

She shoved his hands of her, “Look kid,” she growled, “I don’t give damn about whatever is wrong with you or whoever! But don’t talk to me about violence. Look at me and look at you. We both fucking look like we just left a fucking war scene!” She shoved him, surprise crossing his face.

“Don’t swear.” He opened the door behind her, “your room kid.” She stood and watched as he opened a door, couple doors away. She huffed, entering her room. Flicking the light on, everything was plain. A door was to the right of her. She’ll investigate later.

“Great,” she huffed.

Hearing Logan come behind her, she turn back around to see him holding a large shirt. “We’ll get you clothes tomorrow. Sleep tight kid.” He left, closing the door, not before placing the shirt on the stool.

She heard his heavy sigh and his heavy footsteps leave from outside her room.

Oh god she wanted to just take a nap but really? Stop swearing?

After finding out that the door was a small bathroom, she had a long cold shower, frustration fulling her thoughts. It took her a while to figure out how the shower worked and stood a distance away from the head of it. It was better when she was out in the wild, alone and isolated but now stuck in the situation of school and socializing- she hated it.

Not even looking forward to spend this time with a broad, macho, man.

“Don’t swear. Kid? Who the hell says ‘kid’…” She rambled quietly sliding into bed, wearing the top he offered. Her nose wrinkled, the scent of smoke and alcohol fulling her senses. “Kid.” She grumbled as sleep finally seeped in. 


The fight felt like it would never end. A roar tore through Logan’s throat as his claws lodged into a victim. Y/n growled as she jumped on someone ripping at their throat her eyes wide and wild. Jumping to the next person who screamed.

It was an unexpected ambush. Much to Logan and Y/n’s annoyance. Things were going swell, as they fought. Until a herd of more people separated them. But they were different, much more quicker and agile.

Panic started to set in Y/n’s heart at the distance the people created between her and Logan. They grinned as she growled. Moving back into action.

Logan made sure to watch Y/n from where he fought. Gaining a few wounds that would heal but she didn’t have the same healing factor as him, which had him worried. Ever since she came into his life, he was always so fucking worried.

But when his eyes looked away and landed back on her. Her eyes were wide as she stared at him. 

They had shot her, but something was in the bullet that entered her skin. The only thing her eyes were concentrated on was Logan. 

She watched as the center of his chest, blood seeped out and stained his top he wore. Watched as his eyes rolled back into his head as he ever so slowly dropped to the ground. Y/n’s hand darted to her heart but what left her mouth- “Dad!” 

It screamed through her throat. Logan’s heart leaped in his chest at the word but he immediately frowned at the tears that ran down Y/n’s y/s/c cheek. Hearing a bullet go of, it hit her in the side. A roar so powerful, it vibrated through the earth. He watched in terror, running towards her body that dropped to the ground.

Just as she dropped, Storm flew in along with Jean and Scott. In a split second they cleared most of the attackers away.

Logan slid beside Y/n. Landing on his knees, he picked up her body. “No. No. No!” He shook her. “Y/n! Goddammit. Kid please…” His voice cracked as he cradled her face, staring at her shut eyes, rubbing her cheek. Pressing his forehead against hers, tears started to seep behind his closed eyes.

Storm, Jean and Scott ran to Logan after clearing the field. They stopped a small distance away but Storm tracked on. “L-logan. Come on. We’ll take her.” God, Storm tried to stay strong but she dropped beside Logan, her eyes almost pleading. “Oh god Y/n.” Storm let the tears fall as she huddled next to Logan.

Y/n could hear it. The silent murmurs and the warmth of a hot breathing fanning her face. Alcohol and smoke invading her nose. “I’m bleeding to death and all you do is cry over me.” Her eyes cracked open to see Logan and Storm. Coughing, her eyebrows furrowed at the pain that erupted through her body. She whimpered and nuzzled into Logan. “Dad, please. Can we go home.”

Again the word that made his heart explode with so much emotion. He nodded picked her up, cradling her to his chest. Y/n had slipped her hand into Storm’s who sucked up and pretended she didn’t cry.

Jean and Scott were hugging each other as they had their own tears. Jean took notice of Y/n’s state. “We better hurry back.” Jean spoke. So they ran into the jet. Logan sat down as Storm pressed a kiss to Y/n’s forehead and ran to the pilot seat. 

Logan was lost in his own little bubble, the only person being Y/n. He stared at her as Scott tended to her wounds. Muttering the small word that she spoke which caused such emotion from him. “Dad. Okay then kid.” A small smile was placed on Y/n’s lips.

Harley

Jensen x Reader

An Anon request from the Drabble Prompt list. Requested #58:  “I’m just a guy with a wife, two kids, and a Harley.” With Jensen.

HERE is the list of the drabble prompts people are requesting from.

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It was another gorgeous Texas day. You had your two kids playing on the grass, while you relaxed on the porch with a glass of lemonade beside you and a book in your hand. Everything was perfect. Everything that is, except for your husband being there.

He was filming up in Vancouver, and wasn’t expected home for a couple more days. You knew that, but still you wished he was sitting down next to you, watching your two children chasing after butterflies while your dog watched on. If he had been there, you would have been utterly content.

Life was hard when your spouse, the love of your life, spent his week away from you, coming home only for the weekends, but not every weekend due to conventions. There were days you wished he would just give it all up, but then you felt horrible and selfish for thinking so.

Sighing, you went back to your book, planning on reading for another fifteen minutes or so when you heard the sounds of someone moving about in your house. Not too nervous since Gen had a key and liked to stop by, you placed your book down. Heading inside, you let out a little squeal when you realized it was your husband not your best friend.

“Jen, what are you doing home?” You asked, throwing yourself into his arms.

“Can’t a man surprise his wife?” He asked, holding you tight into his arms, just as your kids came rushing into the house, laughing and wanting to be picked up by their dad. Stepping back, you let him have the time with his four and two year olds, more than happy to have him back home. 

Soon enough, the four of you were back on the patio, the kids back playing in their little sandbox while you cuddled next to Jensen on the porch swing. With his arm around your shoulder, you were content. Wanting nothing more than to stay that way forever. “Jensen, this is the best surprise ever. Thank you.” You whispered, leaning up and pressing a kiss to the side of his mouth.

“What did I do to deserve such a beautiful, amazing wife?” He asked you, his arm bringing you even tighter against him. 

“You’re pretty amazing yourself. That’s why.” You answered, knowing it was about time you got the kids ready for bed.

“I’m just a guy with a wife, two kids, and a Harley.” He insisted, but you caught on to the last of his sentence.

Sitting up, you raised an eyebrow at him. “You are a guy, with a wife and two kids. But what about a Harley?” You questioned him, watching as he grinned at you sheepishly. 

“Well…” He hedged. “I might have gotten conned into buying a motorcycle. A Harley.”

“You what?” You asked, not that surprised. Jensen had always talked about wanting a motorcycle, you had just never imagined it happening.

“I know I should have talked to you about it first. But it’s the style I’ve been wanting, and it was a good deal.” He talked fast. “Please, don’t be mad.”

As you listened to him, images of Jensen wearing a leather jacket, sitting astride a Harley popped into your mind, and you shook your head. “I’m not mad. I’m too happy that you’re home to be mad. And besides, I think you’ll look pretty hot on a motorcycle.”

“Not as hot as the woman riding behind me on it.” He insisted. “Now how about we get those two knuckleheads into bed, and I can show you just how much I missed you.”

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