Meet Pratima Devi, The dog lady of New Delhi who is a rag picker and has chosen to dedicate her life to stray dogs. Pratima lives in a tarp-covered shed with her 120 dogs and more than 280 others around her shed and sells scraps to feed them, despite barely being able to feed herself. However, the 65-year-old claims to be happier with her beloved hounds than with humans, after she left her husband after they had a troubled marriage. "I was married at the age of 7 to a man who was more than 10 years older than me. My husband often came home drunk and used to beat me". She said: “I feel happy to live with them. When I was with my husband, I wasn’t happy. I used to work all day and run the house. My husband didn’t work.”(Source)
My 20 year old Idol Husband - [Day 10 - Can you trust me?]
20 yr old Jungkook, at the top of his idol boyband career, has a secret only he & his bandmates know – An underground relationship, with you, a girl he met at a fanmeeting. Things get a little out of hand and you find out you’re pregnant.
My mom sent me a picture of this note my husband gave me when we were in high school. I can’t remember where my mom and I would’ve been going for two days that he would give this to me. I’ll have to ask him when he wakes up.
He gave me money for coffee… While we were dating. Yep, total keeper!
guys! So I was really pleased with the feedback I got with my first imagine, so
I was very inspired to write another one! I
actually really like this piece I did and might consider making a Part 2 for
it! :)) If you guys want to see that make sure to let me know by sending me a
message or shoot a message in my ask. I’m really REALLY fond of this one and
hopefully you guys like it too :)) Also! I tried to make this fit for both
female and male readers so I hope I did it well And
finally! Without further ado, on to the imagine!
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Characters: Scott McCall, Reader, McCall Children
Scott and You are
enjoying your morning together when your children discover something they don’t know
I stirred in the bed a bit before
finally settling on my new position. I savor the last moments I have of shut
eye and slowly take in the current state of things. I look over next to me and
a smile immediately forms on my lips. Beside me was my husband for 10 years, boyfriend
for 5 years, and best friend since I could remember.
He has definitely changed
over the years I’ve been with him. Light creases now have a permanent place on
his forehead, his smile lines are now more apparent. However, despite all of
these changes, I still see the Scott McCall I fell in love with. The one who
wasn’t afraid to risk his life for anything or anyone he cares about. The Scott
McCall who would accept you for whatever you are. The Scott McCall I fell in
love with who had a big heart, a soul so pure, the True Alpha. Until now, he
still carried these traits with him, and that’s why I will never stop loving
While these thoughts were
passing through my mind, I see Scott starting to stir in his sleep too. I
caress his arm and my hand stops onto his tattoo. My thumb repeatedly glides
over it and I see Scott slowly opening his eyes. I smile at him slightly and
give him a light peck on his lips.
“I can get used to waking up
that way every morning.”
Scott says with a smile
playing on his lips, his morning voice still there. I chuckle at what he said
and proceed to hold his hand in mine.
“You already do, darling.”
I say to him, my voice barely
above a whisper. Scott starts moving closer to me and our legs entangle with
each other under the sheets.
“I hope it never stops.”
Scott caresses my face as he
says this. I place my hand on top of his and smile at him.
“I don’t plan on going anywhere
without you, Mr. McCall.”
“Good. Because I honestly don’t
know what I would to do without you, Mr. / Mrs. McCall.”
We just laid there. Watching
the sunlight dance on the ceiling of our room, holding each other close. I didn’t
want the moment to end. I wanted to stay there for a little longer. Reminisce
on all the hardships, adventures, moments we had since the beginning. It was
amazing really. How we started out as best friends when were children, and now
we have children of our own. Three amazing children to be exact.
The eldest of our kids
was our 16 year old daughter, Maggie. She was a lot like Scott. She was very
protective, and definitely had a big heart like his. We had her a little
earlier on, before Scott and I were even married. We were definitely nervous
about her coming of course but when she finally did, we immediately fell in
love with her,
The next of our children
were the twins, Allison and Derek. The twins were both 8, and they were named
after 2 people who were very important to Scott and to me as well. The twins
were polar opposites. Allison was the more curious and studious one of the two.
Derek on the other hand was a big ball of energy, always having a big smile on
his face and immensely loved Star Wars. Stiles and Lydia insisted that each
twin took on one of their personalities respectively. When they said this, all
Scott and I could do was laugh and agree.
While Scott and I were
still cherishing the moment, we heard Maggie screaming at the twins. We didn’t
pay it too much mind, since the twins always liked to push Maggie’s buttons.
But when we heard a crash Scott and I immediately bolt up from the bed. The
crash was followed by Allison and Derek’s screaming and Maggie’s sobbing. Scott
and I immediately went through the hall quickly and down the stairs. What we
saw next made both of us stop in our tracks.
Allison and Derek
immediately screamed when they saw us and immediately hid behind us with their
heads only peeking out slightly.
Scott started while
walking slowly towards our eldest. Derek hid behind me too when Scott left. I
couldn’t believe it. Maggie, our daughter, inherited Scott’s werewolf gene.
Maggie immediately faced
us when she heard Scott call her name. She was shaking, clearly not knowing how
to handle this situation. We had planned to tell her about the possibility of
her getting her father’s gene, we really did. But, it seemed like we were beat
Maggie screamed at us,
tears clearly sliding down her face. This was the moment I was able to fully
look at her. She had hair on the side of her face, eyes glowing yellow, claws protruding
from her fingertips.
Scott tried going to her
again slowly when I finally snapped out of my trance. I was trying to send
Maggie a comforting look, desperate to help her.
“Maggie, darling, please
go to your father. He knows how to handle this. Please, darling. For your sake,
go to your father.”
I started pleading to my
daughter. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. But I didn’t look at her
differently. She was still my daughter, Scott and I’s daughter. That will never
change no matter what she is.
Maggie started going
closer to Scott slowly and when she was finally arms length from Scott, he
immediately enveloped her into a hug.
“How did this happen?”
Scott asks gently while
they sit slowly onto the couch. I sent Allison and Derek up to their rooms and told
them to behave and not do anything that would make the situation bigger, such
as calling anyone about Maggie.
“Alli and Derek were
pissing me off by messing my project up. I got enough of it and I started
screaming at them to stop. But… but…”
Maggie started to break
down in tears. She had shifted while explaining what happened and I could tell
she was still clearly shaken up. I sit at her side not taken by Scott and I rub
her back comfortingly.
“Maggie… just take your
time. Your Dad and I are here to listen. You can always tell us anything.”
“We have a lot of
experience with this kind of stuff. Too much experience in fact.”
Scott says this then
sends me a small smile. I smile at him back and nod my head in agreement. Honestly,
seeing Maggie in her werewolf form reminded me of Scott when he was still a
beta. Actually, all of this happening right now is what her father exactly had
to go through in the beginning. Hopefully this time we don’t have the part of
having a maniac like Peter running the streets though.
Maggie whispers while
sniffling. Scott smiles at here and ruffles her hair a bit
I look on as Maggie
witnesses for the first time her father’s eyes turning red. Her jaw goes slack
and I chuckle a bit at her reaction.
“I’m dreaming right? I’m
in a bad dream.”
Maggie says to herself
while looking on. I laugh and pull Maggie close to my side.
“Maggie, you have no
idea how many times I’ve said that during moments where I can’t believe what’s
happening. Sadly, it never works.”
“You’ll understand soon
what’s happening okay Mags? You have your mother/father and me to help you. We
won’t leave you alone through this. You just have to trust us okay?”
Scott says this then
holds Maggie’s hand. I can see that the gears in her head are probably spinning
so fast right now. I hold her other hand and look at her sincerely,
“You do trust us, right
Maggie looks back and
forth at Scott and I. She smiles a bit and squeezes both our hands.
Scott and I look at each
other and we smile. I guess you can call this… History Repeated?
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed that! Once again feedback is always appreciated. If
you guys want to see a part 2, notify me in any way you can and I’ll try to go
straight to it! Thank you guys! xx
Warnings: angst, abuse from significant other (not Tony), and some cursing I think.
A/N: I have had this series for SO LONG. I was trying to save it for December, but I just couldn’t wait any longer! I hope you all love this! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!
You made your way to your desk and threw your jacket over the back of your chair. You had a rough night last night with your boyfriend, Alex. You had been together for almost two years. At first he was loving, kind, and caring, but as the months went on he became more aggressive and more hurtful. Instead of kissing you and taking you on dates, he would insult you and belittle anything you did. These past few weeks he’d been more physical and you weren’t sure what to do about it. You knew if your team found out, things would only become more of a hassle for you. You didn’t want to answer questions and have them pester you on the matter. You were going to think of a way out, even if it was on your own. You didn’t want your team to think that you couldn’t handle it. You fought off bad guys all the time, so this should be no different, right?
Your team was on a case where a Petty Officer was found dead on his ex-wife’s kitchen floor. The husband and wife had been married for 10 years and he just got back from his last tour. He was a respectable man and he seemed to be loved, except for the fact that one person didn’t love him enough to not kill him; his wife. You were the one with the lead, but ultimately Abby pulled through and proved your hunch. However, you still had to get her confession, so you weren’t done just yet.
“Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”
You are sitting at home. Phil, your boss at the diner, said to take the day off. But there is absolutely nothing to do around you and Johnny’s house.
Your husband of two years is at work until 7 or 10 at the latest, which left a very bored you sitting on the couch. You think about some things to do while you’re at home. You get up and go to the phone, calling a few friends to see if they’d like to hang out or go somewhere.
Three said yes. Two said no. But you’re happy to have something to do besides sit around.
They said they’ll be at your house in 15 minutes, which doesn’t give you much time. You hurry to your bedroom, and dig through your closet for your favorite shirt. It isn’t there. Where is it?! you ask yourself while you scrounge through your closet.
You look behind you at the laundry basket and finally realize more than half of your good clothes need to be washed. “Ugh, the one thing I forget to do,” you grumble. You don’t have that long before they show up. You look at Johnny’s chester drawers.
You tug a pair of jeans and Johnny’s hunter green t-shirt. It’s a tad too big, He won’t mind that you’re borrowing it. You rush to the bathroom.
You brush your teeth with lightening speed. Now, you try to get the perfect eyeliner wing. You go ever so slowly….And—Get it! You put mascara on and grab your shoes right as your friends honk the horn.
“Hey,” you say to your friends.
“What are you wearing, (Y/N)?” Marie asks.
You quirk your eyebrow. “What do you think?” you reply sarcastically.
“Johnny’s shirt.” Violet says confidently.
“He is my husband, so I think as a free person I have the right to wear his clothes.”
Marie rolls her eyes. “You just never dress like a girl.”
“And…?” you press.
Marie groans. “And nothing. If Johnny loves you and your crazy. I do too.” You sigh.
Marie has always been one of those girls who doesn’t break the rules so you dressing “improperly” makes her pissed. She’s so focused on what people think and she frequently tells you that “it just isn’t done”, As in the things you do aren’t normal. You, on the other hand, could care less. Why should society tell you how to dress? How to act?
“It’s okay. Lets go, you guys!” Lillian says. Marie drives off with a roar from the engine.
“Bye, see you later!” you shout from the doorstep the the car backing out of your driveway. They soon fade away. “Johnny?” you call out. You don’t hear a response but you hear the shower going.
You go and start dinner. Johnny’s always hungry when he comes home from work. Soon, the meal is done and the shower’s off. But he still hasn’t come out yet. Maybe he had a bad day at work. You decide to find out.
You tip-toe to the bathroom door and knock 3 times. “Baby…Are you okay?”
He opens the door in nothing but a towel covering his bottom half. You gawk at the water dripping from his chest. “My eyes are up here.” Johnny jokes, lifting your chin slightly with his finger.
He looks at you and observes your outfit.“Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”
“No. All my clothes are dirty, so I wore your shirt.”
He reaches for your hand and turns you around slowly. He wolf whistles. “I have one hot wife.” He kisses you abruptly, taking your chin in his hand. It’s deep and passionate.
You eventually pull away. “Maybe I should wear your clothes more often.”
these are all quick summaries and ideas. I would love for them to be stories later in the future :)
I would like to have a later 19th century- early 20th century NS AU. A Victorian era AU. Like those two growing up in the 1890s-1910s. Naruto (1880-1962) and Sakura (1881-1967) having those silent moments together where they hold hands together. Naruto comes by to give her flowers. Naruto gives sakura tons of dresses/jewelry/those Victorian hats due to being son of a state senator (minato). I need pictures of them in their Victorian outfits. family pictures with the kids
do you want a 1920s NS AU of Naruto and Sakura living in the roaring twenties? wearing the flapper outfits and 20’s suits. Naruto is kinda rich (his father is the senator) so he’s the first in his town to own a car. He and Sakura (and sometimes brings Sauce along) to go in the town and go to secret pubs and drink. That Jazz music and dancing tho.
Are you thinking of a 1930s AU of Naruto and Sakura triying to get through the depression? They have 2 kids to feed. Naruto works at a factory 12 hours a day. Sakura is singer at the cotton club trying to get famous so she can help her family. she has beautiful voice that can make you understand why Naruto loves to hear it 24 hours a day. The family dancing to jazz/swing records during the night and the parents tucking the kids into bed for school in the morning.
How about a 1940’s AU with Sakura being the head nurse for WWII, and meeting solider!Naruto during his first day of training. Naruto takes an interest in her and tries to impress her with his skills (even tho he falls last in the sessions). She sees him as just another solider who will unfortunately will die on the first day of battle. She starts to take an interest in him due to his fighting spirit and refusal to give up. Sakura falling for Naruto after that and starting to worry because she knows that she may not see him again after he goes to war. Sakura and Naruto make love before he leaves to Germany. When Naruto tells Sakura (tears in her eyes) goodbye, she gives him a tight hug/kiss and warns him “and if i dare see an limb missing from you, then you’ll see hell, shannaro!!” Naruto smiles at her warmly and tells her, “don’t worry I’ll be back before you can say dattebayo!” unfortunately, he couldn’t keep the promise and didn’t make it alive. She didn’t even get to tell him that she was pregnant with twins. She tells her kids stories about their father and how much he would’ve loved to see them.
Are you feeling a 1950s AU of Naruto rocking that 50s hairdo? Acting all rebellious against guadians? Sakura being the goody-goody two shoes and keeping Naruto in check when he acting rebellious/reckless. Naruto loves it when he gets her attention. it gives him a reason to flirt with her. Getting Sakura to go out with him to a drive-in to see movies like “shane” or “Carmen jones” Naruto getting her tickets to see Elvis Presley. Sakura was so happy that, out of nowhere, she kisses Naruto on the lips. Poor boy fainted and bonked his head on the floor…
Are you up for a 1960s AU of Sakura being in a girl singing group with her friend Ino and Karin? They were at the charts with their #1 single for 20 weeks. Naruto was a fan who happen to run into the beautiful lead singer at a diner. She tried to be in disguise, but c'mon girl, wearing a hat with sunglasses wont do anything. They have a nice talk for a while and Sakura gives him free tickets for the next concert and hopes she sees him again.
Or another 60s AU of Sakura starting in a 1960s sitcom that ran for 10 years. Naruto staring as her husband in the sitcom. both end up getting married in real life after the 5th season.
Maybe you would like a 1970s AU of Naruto meeting Sakura at a Anti-war protest. Sakura is a college student who believes that tension can be solved without war. Naruto, a college drop out, was at the protest because his friend, shikamaru dragged him into it (because the protest was giving out weed for free, you can’t give that up).
Maybe an 1980s AU of Naruto once again, the rebellious teenager who loves rock music. Sakura the preppy girl who can’t stand kids who don’t follow the rules and do stupid things. She doesn’t give him no mind, until she’s told to tutor Naruto with his math for the next few weeks (how lame…) . However, she learns that Naruto is an orphan who lives at a foster home who only acts at that to get attention from people since the people at this foster care don’t care about him enough to do it. Learning that he’s a super star wars geek and has fun debates with sakura, a star trekkie, on which series is better.
A 1990s AU of Naruto and Sakura being huge videogame fans. Kushina taking Naruto to Sakura’s house so she can chat with Sakura’s mom. Naruto and Sakura spend hours playing Super Mario 64, Pokémon, Starfox, and MarioKart 64. Naruto doesn’t get how Sakura is so good at playing these games, and gets mad that he can’t even get pass the first level/gym battle/minigame/battle.
A 2000s-2010s AU of Sakura being a famous youtuber where she does make-up tutorials and funny Q&A/skits with her Friend Ino and Temari. Naruto is a famous Viner/ instagramer with a ton a funny content. Sakura thought that vine was just a stupid tactic for people to be funny for 6 seconds, and didn’t pay attention to who Naruto was. Both kids meeting at an comic con signing autographs for fans. Sakura sees how goofy/stupid/cute Naruto can be when they have a conversation together. Sakura soon letting Naruto do collabs with her and being a part of his vines.
I know, maybe a Marvel!AU with Naruto being an avengers recruit with Steve Rogers being his teacher. One day Steve takes Naruto the Xavier institute for a Avengers meeting with the X-Men. When Naruto was wondering around the halls while the avengers were in the headmaster’s office, he sees a pink-haired student who is running down the hallway to her literature class. He tries to speak with her, but she runs right pass him, not being able to speak to him (what does he expect? she’s late to literature class, Mr. Lehnsherr ain’t gonna be having any excuses of hers (this is the good ending of DOFP, btw)). He soon sees her before he leaves and gets to talk to her. She has the most beautiful eyes, lovely voice and such a cute forehead. He soon tries to find reasons to go back to the Xavier institute so he can see that pretty face again.
happy NS day :)
@midgetmeredith, you’re like the only other NS fan I know lol, and I would like to see what you think of these ideas :)
What's the likelihood of 4 hout of 5 band mates engaging in gay relationships? Larry looks inarguable. Anyone with eyes to see knows they are/were in love. But even Ziam? Isn't that....unlikely? Improbable? A horrible experience to the fifth band member?
I can’t believe that you’re seriously asking me this question halfway through 2016.
Why is this a competition?! These are peoples lives!
One of my good friends met her husband at 16 and dated him for 10 years before they got married. However, she got married after our other friend who ended up dating another friend of ours we went to school with AFTER we finished school. Does this make either relationship less real?!
These are different relationships. I don’t understand this mentality. One is not better than the other.
“Are we going to survive this?” Luke asked. In front of he and his husband, were ten 10-year-old girls - Aiyana, Riley, Katrina, Xiomara, Sophie, Julissa, Jordan, best friends Emma and Monique, and their now 10-year-old daughter Diana.
The entirety of the living room floor was lined with sleeping bags and pillows and piled in the corner of the room were board games, movies, nail polish and blankets, just in case the sleeping bags weren’t warm enough. “What have we done,” Spencer whispered in disbelief. Never in their lives did they feel more out of their element. They just hoped they had bought enough food and had enough for them to do to keep 10 tweens occupied for the night.
But before they went anywhere, they’d promised Diana an ice cream bar. They had chocolate, vanilla, mint chocolate chip, and peanut butter cup ice cream, as well as whipped cream, sprinkles, cherries, hot fudge, and various candies as toppings. When the two men turned around to make sure they had everything set up on the counter before alerting the girls, they laughed. “We may have gone a little bit overboard on the ice cream, babe,” Spencer said.
“Whatever,” he laughed. “With any luck, there’ll be a bunch of peanut butter cup ice cream left and I’ll eat it. Okay, girls.” Everyone immediately quieted. Apparently, they had all been waiting patiently for more food. Growing kids ate a lot. “Ice cream and fixings are all ready. Line up one by one and we’ll help you.”
Diana ran in front of all her friends. “Me first! It’s my birthday!” She, of course, wanted peanut butter cup ice cream, with whipped cream and hot fudge. She was very much her dad’s daughter. Most of the other girls went with something more plain, but after about 20 minutes of scooping and sprinkling and spraying whipped cream, Luke and Spencer were cleaning up and making sure everyone was locked in for the night.
“Alright,” Spencer said, “Remember, don’t open the door for anyone and come get us if you need us, okay?”
A chorus of okays came from around the room until they landed on Diana. “Okay. Night, Dad. Night, Daddy.”
As the exhausted fathers made their way into their bedroom, the heard the girls start talking - something about truth or dare came up. They thought it was a bad idea, but they weren’t about to embarrass Diana either. They’d raised her right. “That’s gonna lead to some bad things,” Spencer said when he closed the door.
“How bad a dare could they possibly get into?” Luke shrugged.
Spencer pulled the blanket back on their bed. “I’m not taking about dares. I’m not worried about that. But the only one the same age is Emma. The rest are all older. When it comes to ‘truth,’ she might not be on the same plane as the other girls.” Their baby girl was more mature in most ways, but when it came to the social milestones, 12-year-olds were frequently ahead of 10-year-olds.
“We’ll just have to feel it out in the morning, I guess.” Luke pulled the blanket up over him and pulled Spencer toward him. “They’re loud,” he chuckled.
Nearly an hour later, neither of them could sleep. “I keep hearing things,” Luke said.
“Me too,” Spencer breathed. “I think we’re gonna have a problem with Sophie.” Periodically, he’d heard Sophie poking fun at Diana. Apparently, Sophie had already had her first kiss and Diana admitted that she hadn’t. Sophie started laughing, and a couple other girls joined (he wasn’t sure who). The rest said nothing - except Emma, who’d proudly said she hadn’t either because she was only 10. “Emma’s good though,” he laughed. “She told Sophie to shut up.”
“She’s a friend for life,” Luke said happily. At the very least, their daughter would always have one friend at her back. “I think they might be going off truth or dare now. It sounds like a movie is going on - an oldie even for us. Downright vintage for them.”
Spencer tried to listen in, but he couldn’t quite place what movie the girls had just started. When he looked over to Luke in confusion, he told him. “Miss Congeniality.”
“You can tell Miss Congeniality through the wall?” Spencer asked with a smile.
Luke blushed. “What? Sandra Bullock is gorgeous.”
That was true, but Spencer still couldn’t help but laugh. With the movie on, the girls settled down. Finally, it was quiet enough for them to sleep. “Night, Luke,” Spencer said, grabbing his husband’s hand.
“Night, babe,” he replied. “Love you.”
The next morning, Luke and Spencer were woken up at around 7:30 by the sound of the girls talking outside, so they got up and made breakfast while waiting for the girls’ parents to pick them up. Once everyone was gone, they turned to their little girl. “How was last night?” Luke asked. “Did you have fun?”
She nodded her head vigorously, but behind her eyes they could tell that the early part of the night had bothered her. “It was awesome. Thank you for letting everyone stay over.”
“No problem, sweetheart,” Spencer said, hesitating before feeling out the situation. “Did something happen last night? You seem a little sad.”
Her lip started to quiver a bit, but she bit her tongue. “It’s nothing that bad. Sophie just made fun of me because I haven’t had my first kiss yet.” He knew that bothered her.
Leaning down, he gave her a hug and took her face in his hands. “You are only 10 years old. It is completely okay for you to not have had your first kiss yet. You could be 20 years old and it would still be okay. You could be 30 and it would still be okay. Don’t let anyone pressure you okay?”
“I don’t even want to kiss anybody yet,” she said. Both he and Luke heaved a silent sigh of relief. They weren’t ready for boyfriends and/or girlfriends just yet. Noah was one thing; that was a kiddie crush. But real life love interests? She was still too young for that. “But Sophie already kissed a boy.”
That was all well and good for Sophie, as long as Diana didn’t feel pressured to grow up before her time. “That’s fine for her,” Luke said, crouching down at his husband’s side. “But don’t do anything you don’t want to do. No matter the pressure.”
“Yea.” She nodded. “Is this the kind of stuff you were telling me about? When we talked about school and growing up?”
Spencer sighed. “Yea, baby. Kids are frequently told they need to grow up before they’re ready. You are so smart and so mature, but that doesn’t mean you need to grow up too fast. Whatever happens, please don’t be afraid to talk to Dad and I. Okay?”
With a deep breath, she wrapped her arms around both of them. “I won’t. I love you.”
“We love you, too, baby,” Luke said. “You still want to do a birthday dinner just the three of us tonight?”
“Yes!” she said happily. “But can we watch Harry Potter first?”
Spencer was always up for Harry Potter, and Luke had come to love it after hearing his husband talk about it so much. “Obviously,” Spencer said with a smile.
As if nothing had happened last night and their conversation had just vanished into thin air, Diana turned around and skipped to her room, returning with Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone, and Thumper. No matter how big she got, she’d always be their baby girl.
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