i love you so much i dress up like you

So I found this picture on instagram along with another one of Lance dressed up like Josh but now I can’t found Lance’s one anywhere and I’m kind of going crazy because look at this picture! It’s amazing, I love this AU so much!
And there were no credits under the picture so I hope one of you guys know where I can find the original one? Thank you all ❤


So this is the link to the original drawing (thanks you all for helping to find it): http://bichadraws.tumblr.com/post/148203079475/keith-is-t%C3%B8p-trash-fite-me-if-you-think-otherwise

And this is the one I was looking for: http://bichadraws.tumblr.com/post/148721022920/as-requested-by-thalia-freaking-grace-lance-as

Go check them out and support the artist!

  • Sapphire: Ruby, why did we just unfuse?
  • Ruby: Sapphire! I have a very important confession to make!
  • Sapphire: You like to steal my dresses and wear them while nobody is looking. You do not have to tell me, I already know.
  • Ruby: What? N-no! That's not it!
  • Sapphire: Then what could it be?
  • Ruby: Sapphire, you see, there are no proper words in the dictionary that can describe how much I love you, so I took the matter of finding a song that could help me find the words.
  • Sapphire: Oh, I believe I know where this is going...
  • (Ruby presses play button on boombox and holds it up in the air)
  • Sapphire: Oh my goodness. Never change, Ruby.
Annotations [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

Summary: Reader finds a book full of notes on the subway, turns out the owner is no one other than our Lin-Manuel Miranda.

Word counter: 1,417

Warnings: None, some light cursing but not much.

A/N: Okay so, I have no idea where this idea came from, but I love the idea of Lin writing all over his books when inspiration comes along, so I went from there! I hope you like it <3

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You were usually not the on to pay attention to details. The routine you set for yourself was simple and easy: Wake up, take a shower, get dressed, grab a fruit and head out to your job as a secretary at a law office. You’d take the subway as your headphones blasted some random music and hop off once you reached the station near 44th street. Easy. 

Every day was almost the same, it was safe. As a girl born in a small town going to New York City was a big step on its own, you didn’t need more adventure than that.

But life apparently didn’t agree with you. 

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Two Orders Please

Prompt: Tim Drake stressing over telling his s/o that he’s Red Robin and when he does they’re not really informed about Batman & co. all that much but still accept Tim because if they love him without the suit, they can love him with it.

Words: 461

           “Okay, I just want to make sure I’m understanding this correctly. You dress up, in a mask and tights, and you fight crime with your family?”

           Tim nods. “That’s correct.”

           “So it’s kind of like the Incredibles?”

            “Kind of, but we have no superpowers. We’ve all been trained to be detectives, and we all specialize in martial arts.”

           You stare at your boyfriend, nod, and simply say “Okay then. Chinese okay for dinner?”

           He just stares at you for a moment before saying “Wait a minute, that’s it? No other questions?”

           You smile and shrug. “I guess I’m not all that surprised. For a self-proclaimed computer geek, you have an amazing set of abs, and muscles on top of your muscles. You always have some sort of bruise on you, and you have a lot of late nights. To be a hundred percent honest this is probably the best outcome I could hope for. I mean I came up with a bunch of reasons for it all, but superhero wasn’t one of them. Should have been, but wasn’t.”

           His brow knits together. “You’re being awfully calm about this.”

           You smile “You’re out there saving the world Tim. That’s a lot better than drag racing, or street fighting, or even spelunking.”

           He smiles. “You thought I was spelunking?”

           “It was a possibility. I just figured you’d tell me when you ready, and just in case it was something illegal, I have a packed bag stashed under my bed. It’s nice to know that I can unpack that now.”

           He just laughs before collapsing on the couch next to you. He wraps an arm around you, and you snuggle into his embrace. “In all seriousness though Tim, I knew you’d tell me when you were ready. And while I don’t know all that much about superheroes, I have heard of Red Robin, and from what I’ve heard, he’s a really good guy. Just like my boyfriend.”

           He kisses you before saying “You didn’t even question my sanity.”

           You smile. “Well, finding your boyfriend’s superhero tights under your bed kind of prepares a girl.”

           He goes stiff and asks “What?”

           You laugh “They fell out of your bag when you spent the night a few months ago. It was pretty easy to figure things out after that.”

           “You’ve known for months!?”

           You nod and stand up, before moving toward the kitchen with a grin. “Yep. Like I said, I knew you’d tell me when you were ready. Now about that Chinese?”

           Tim just laughs. “I agonized about telling you for weeks.”

           You turn and face him. “If I can love you without the suit, I can certainly love you with the suit. Is General Tso’s okay?”

           Tim just smiles and says “Two orders please.”

Auston Matthews - Part 11

Because I love you all so so much, and I feel bad for not posting a few days in a row. Here’s a second post for today and it’s hella long so I apologize if you don’t like long posts. Thank you so much for all the love and support, I hope I’m making this story fun and maybe making you go a little insane? 

Word count: 2949

For the second day in a row, Mrs. Matthews wakes me gently, touching my forehead and whispering to me that it’s time to get up. I groan and push my face into my pillow, while I hear Mrs. Matthews and someone else laugh quietly. I peek up and see Auston standing in the kitchen, already dressed for the day in a suit, I ogle at him for a moment since he hasn’t noticed me staring yet. Instagram just doesn’t do him justice. The suit is tight in all the right places, its design sleek and cool. My eyes go from his head to his feet and back again, only I meet a pair of brown eyes instead.

               Auston gives me a smirk and before I can even blush, he turns his back to me and bends over to grab something from a drawer, and I’m blessed with the full view of his ass in perfectly tailored pants. My jaw drops in shock from A: the fact that he actually just did that and B: the fact that he actually just did that. He emerges from the drawer emptyhanded and meets my gaze again. I narrow my eyes at him and decide that because Alex and Breyana are still asleep and Mrs. Matthews has returned to her bedroom, that two can easily play that game.

               I shimmy out of bed and after making sure Auston is still facing me, although his attention is on something on the counter in front of him, stand slowly. I stretch my hands slowly above my head, my shirt coming up slightly and exposing my midriff, I tighten my leg muscles and bend my back. Once thoroughly “stretched out,” I drop my bands to my side and turn to face Auston. His head is still tilted down towards the counter but his eyes are on me, his expression unreadable.

               “Morning,” I say cheerfully at him as I pass by the counter to go towards the bathroom. I supposed there are worse ways to wake up.

               Twenty minutes later I’m standing at the door with Mrs. Matthews, waiting for Auston to put his coat on so we can go.

               “Call me after you get done,” Mrs. Matthews is saying, her hand running through my now straightened hair. “After you call your parents of course,” she adds.

               “Ema, I’ll call you right away,” I reassure her for the hundredth time.

               She gives me a tight smile, and I swear there’s tears in her eyes.

               “You know how proud we are of you sweetheart, always so proud,” she whispers and pulls me in for a hug. I feel tears well in my eyes and blink rapidly, I am not about to ruin my makeup for a few tears.

               “I know, and I love you for it,” I mumble back, a little embarrassed, but feeling more love than ever.

               She squeezes me once more and then hugs Auston, probably so he doesn’t feel left out.

               Auston opens the door and ushers me out. I wink at Mrs. Matthews and give her a reassuring smile.

               “I’ll see you in a bit,” I say before Auston follows me out the door.

               “I swear she loves you more than she does me,” Auston says as we make our way to the elevator.

               “Can you blame her?” I tease back, pressing the button to call the elevator.

               “I suppose I can’t, I should probably ask for my pucks back,” he replies and I can’t help but laugh.

               Once we make it outside, he opens the car door for me again.

               “You look nice by the way,” he says, gesturing to my outfit, but I think he’s referring to my skirt more than anything else, even if I am wearing tights.

               “Nice suit,” I say as I climb down into my seat. “You’ll have to give me the name of your tailor.”

               He eyes me for a moment before closing the door with a laugh.

               We ride in mostly silence to the university, the nerves setting in. We are pulling around the university towards the building that I need when Auston breaks the silence.

               “Y/N, relax. Your jaw has been clenched for the past five minutes,” he says, as he pulls up in front of the building and shifting into park.

               I tell myself to grab the door and climb out, but my body refuses to cooperate.

               Auston sits there a moment as I try and fail to compose myself, there’s a tightness in my chest that I just can’t seem to get rid of. He reaches over and takes my hand off my lap and into both of his.

               “Y/N, look at me,” he says softly and I slowly am able to do what he says. His eyes are serious as he rubs my hand between his own. “Calm down, breathe.” I still can’t seem to get my jaw to relax. “Breathe.” He repeats and again I try, but can’t. He leans towards me, his face inches from mine, and his breath on my face as he repeats himself once more. “Breathe.”

               Finally my body listens and I suck in a deep, shaky breath.

               “There you go,” he says, his face still close to mine.

               “Thank you,” I whisper, squeezing his hands with mine.

               “You’re welcome. Now, if you’re ready, get your butt inside and decide if these guys are even worth your time,” he nods toward the building behind me.

               I laugh and nod before leaning in and kissing his cheek lightly.

               Auston’s cheeks turn a faint pink and his eyes go to my mouth as I pull away. I part my lips slightly and just like that, the entire temperature changes in the car. I can feel every nerve in my body standing on end, like a lightning bolt went through me. We both breathe in deeply and I have to pull myself back, which is agonizing, another moment broken.

               “Text me when you’re done, I’ll come pick you up, the rink is literally nine minutes away,” he says relaxing back into his seat, although my hand is still between his.

               “Yeah, okay,” I mutter, still recovering my voice. I gently pull my hand away and grab the car door.

               “You don’t need it, but good luck,” he adds, his hand grazing my back as I step out into the cool Toronto air.

               I lean back down and smile at him, “Thank you, Auston. I’ll see you in a bit.”

               He winks at me and I close the car door and step onto the curb, pulling my purse up higher on my shoulder. I stare up at the great doors of the building in front of me. I take in a deep breath and square my shoulders, the heels of my shoes clicking on the stone steps as I make my way up, ready for whatever may be through those doors.


               Alex POV

               Mom checks her phone for the twentieth time in the last hour as we sit around the T.V. in the living room. Auston is still at morning skate and Y/N has yet to call or text. I’m not worried about Y/N at all, but I’m starting to get bored. Having Auston around is always a lot more fun and looking at the clock, he should have been home about thirty minutes ago. So, I pull out my phone and send him a text.

               When r u coming home?

               I wait a moment before his reply comes.

               Waiting for Y/N

               I slowly smile and look up at Breyana who notices, I show her the screen and the same smile forms on her face as another message appears in front of me.

               So I don’t have to come back for her

               Right, just trying to save gas I’m sure…

               What’s the supposed to mean?


               It meant something!!

               U know, we r more than capable of going and getting Y/N ourselves…

               Yeah, but it’s on my way home

               No its not?

               It’s not but im already out. Shut up

               Breyana and I break into a fit of giggles.

               “He likes her!” Breyana exclaims and mom looks over, dad indifferent as ever and ignores us.

               “Who likes who?” Mom asks, squinting at us.

               “Oh, no one who know, mom. Friends from school,” Breyana replies, always super smooth with the poker face and mom nods, her attention back to her own phone.

               Breyana and I exchange a glance and I text out one more message to Auston.

               Remember I found her first, u can’t steal her

               The little bubbles appear as he types something but then they disappear, apparently he thought better than to text me back. Breyana and I spend the next several minutes whispering about Y/N and Auston. Then mom’s phone rings and she about falls of the couch in her eagerness to answer.

               “Y/N! How did it go?”


Your POV

               “It went pretty good,” I say, walking through the hallway to the main doors I walked in, my voice echoing off the walls, but I don’t care there is literally no one remotely close to me. “I already called my parents and told them everything but, they offered to pay my tuition, housing and to even start paying me after my first semester here, as long as everything goes as planned.”

               “Oh, Y/N, that’s so great!” Mrs. Matthews exclaims through the phone. Luckily, she isn’t with me to see the fact that I’m not smiling whatsoever and that there are dried tear streaks down my face. “We should go out for lunch to celebrate!”

               “Oh, no that’s okay, Auston has a game later and we will go out for diner after that. Really, its okay,” I say quickly, my phone vibrates as Auston sends me a text back that he’s on his way.

               “No, we are going someplace, doesn’t have to be lunch, we can go get cheesecake for something,” Mrs. Matthews demands through the phone and I know there’s no point in arguing with her. “Auston can drop you off with us and go home and take his pre-game nap in peace.” She keeps talking but my throat closes up.

               “Yeah, okay, great,” I mutter and she goes silent on the other end of the phone.

               “Is everything okay?” She asks, this time much softer and her mother tone is back.

               “Yeah, just a lot of stairs,” I say, trying to keep the tears out of my voice. “Decide where you want to go and text me, I’ll meet you there.”

               “Okay,” again her tone very soft and I’m not sure I convinced her completely that I’m okay.

               “Alright, I gotta call one more person,” I say and after we say goodbye, I hang up the phone and shove it back in my purse, just a little bit of guilt that I promised Mrs. Poe I would call her right away. It was hard enough talking to my parents and Mrs. Matthews without breaking down.

               I hurry down the stone steps to the great doors that I had first walked in which seems suddenly like a lifetime ago, when it was only three hours. I wipe angrily at the tears streaming down my face, talking to Mrs. Matthews had pushed me over the edge and I could feel another panic attack settling in.

               Stop freaking out. Stop freaking the fuck out.

               I repeat those words over and over again in my head and burst through the great doors, a little more dramatically than I would have liked. Moments later Auston’s car turns the corner and I try to compose my face as I rush down the stairs.

               Do not let him see you cry. Do not cry in front of him.

               Auston pulls to a stop in front of me and I quickly climb in, trying my best not to directly look him in the face.

               “How did it go?” Auston asks, not putting the car into gear and pulling away like I needed him to.

               I freeze, halfway between clicking my seatbelt into place. I take a deep breath and I feel myself breaking, I turn my face to him and meet his excited brown eyes and watch the spark in them disappear the moment he gets a look at my face.

               “Y/N, what’s wrong? What happened?” He asks, his hand reaching out and his thumb gently wipes away a smear of makeup on my face, I unconsciously lean into his hand. When I don’t say anything for a moment he takes my face and makes me look at him. “Y/N, talk to me, please.”

               After a moment of me catching my breath, I answer.

               “I got everything I asked for. Everything I wanted.”

               Auston gives me a confused look, trying to understand.

               “But these don’t look like happy tears, they look like miserable tears.”

               Again, his thumb gently wipes away another stray tear.

               “I know, I’m being stupid. It’s just… I….” I break off, a quiet sob racking over my body.

               “It’s just what? Keep talking to me, Y/N.”

               I hesitate for another moment, but I know I have to tell someone or else I might shatter into a million pieces.

               “It’s everything I want but I’m terrified. I’m scared to leave home. I’ve never ever been someplace where I’m more than thirty minutes from someone I love. Even on vacations to Arizona, I was with your family, with Alex and now they are going to be even farther away. My parents are going to be all the way in Ann Arbor, my dad even farther away when he goes on scouting trips across the league. I have literally no one in Toronto. No one. I’ll be completely alone and as much as I love this program here and as much as I want it, I just can’t.” I pull in a shaky breath, as I prepare to say more.

“I’m letting everyone down. Your mom was right, no twenty-one year old should have this much pressure on them to do something that some people haven’t done in their entire lives. It’s too much and I can’t tell anyone because I’m even more terrified of letting people down, and I made things even worse because I told the professor inside that I would think about his offer, but he saw how happy I was when he first proposed his offer to me and he knows I want it.” I’m babbling but I can’t seem to stop. “I’m scared, Auston. I’m so so scared. Never in my life have I been afraid to fail because I knew I never would until now. Now there’s the possibility that I can fail and destroy everything I’ve built and all I want to do is high tail it back to my safety net.”

My breathing gets out of control and I start hyperventilating, my hands shake in my lap and I try to squeeze them together.

“Breathe, breathe,” Auston whispers next to me, pulling my face to his and leaning his forehead against mine. “Breathe with me, okay?” He asks and I nod, listening to his breath, even and strong, tickling my face.

Slowly, I match my breathing with his and slowly I get the feeling back into my hands, grabbing Auston’s from my cheeks and squeezing them tightly.

“How did you learn to do that?” I ask, after a few minutes of just breathing.

“I once had a teammate who had panic attacks and there were a few ways we could get him to calm down, this was one of them,” he replies, rubbing slow circles on my hand with his thumb.

I lean my forehead back and stare at him.

“I didn’t mean the having no one in Toronto part,” I say quietly. “I was just babbling, I know you’re here.”

“I know,” he says quietly. “You know if you do come here my mother will make me trail after you like a puppy.”

“She’s going to make you? Somehow I feel like you would follow me anywhere without her interference,” I say the words before I realize it and shift slightly in my seat. Way to make things awkward, dumbass.

However, Auston laughs. “I’m starting to think you may be right.”

I smile shyly at him and his phone buzzes in the cup holder distracting us both. I see “mom” flash across his screen and he picks up his phone.

“Well, I’m supposed to drop you off at a bakery downtown. Are you okay to go or do you want to come up with an excuse not to?” He asks, looking back up at me.

“Drop me off, otherwise your mom will be all over me about what’s wrong.” I say slowly, dreading fifteen minutes from now.

He stares at me a moment and then types out a reply that we will be there soon.

“Please don’t mention what I told you to anyone, I just… need a little time.”

“Of course, but we are going to talk about this later, promise?” The look in his eye is so intense and I see a flicker of something but it’s gone before I can put a finger on it.

“I promise, I told him I would have an answer by the day I go home to Ann Arbor,” I say.

He nods once and settles back into his seat, he takes one of his hands and I go to let go of the other but he only squeezes it tighter. Shifting the car into drive, he pulls away from the curb. I look out the sun roof and desperately wish it were night time, needing the North Star and running shoes now more than ever. 

Baby Washington

George Washington x Reader ft. kiddo hamilsquad

Modern AU

Author(s): Lil Laddie

Sequel to: Meeting the Family, Becoming Part of the Family


Warnings: Implied smut, pregnancy

Request: HOLY CRUD-OLA I’VE BEEN GONE FROM THIS FOR SO LONG! I love all of the Imagines I may or may not have binge-read at 1AM… Anyways, could you do one-I know y'all are realllly busy, but maybe sometime in the future, maybe- more sequel to the “Becoming Part of the Family” with the reader pregnant and Alex flips out like “I’M THE CENTER OF ATTENTION HERE NOT SOME BABY!” and then when the baby is born its a girl and James and Mullifan wants to dress her up like a doll? Thanks babes!😍❤💓💖❤❤❤ - anon

A/N: I decided to split this into two parts, I hope you don’t mind. I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCH! I seriously love writing the kiddo hamilsquad with George as their dad. You can expect a the second part of this request to come up on Thursday! I hope you liked this and if you want me to write more about this little family, I WOULD LOVE TO! We’re hoping that requests will be open again in a week or two. Hope your day is amazing! Love you cute kids!

“How do you think the boys will react?” You asked, turning to look at George who was driving you both home for the Doctors office.

“I’m not sure…” George said, a smile on his face from the news the doctor had gave you.

“Do you think they’ll be upset?” You asked, growing worried.

George sensed your anxiety, taking one of his hands off the steering wheel and gently interlaced his fingers with yours. “They will be happy as long as we are happy. You need to relax, everything will work out.”

You sighed, knowing he was right. The two of you had just come back from a doctor’s appointment that had surprised the both of you. By some miracle, you were pregnant. Last you checked, George wasn’t able to have kids.

George had tried with his last wife and the tests always came out negative. After going to a couple of doctors, it turned out it was not possible for him to have kids. Yet here you were, already over two months pregnant. How you hadn’t noticed this whole time was a mystery to you.

George squeezed your hand, pulling you out of your daydreams. Turning from the window to look at him, he still had a huge grin spread across his face. This may have been the longest amount of time he’s smiled for, besides your wedding, your first Christmas with his kids and that one time the boys had a roller skating competition that got way too competitive.

“This is a miracle, (Y/N).” George said, tears welling up in his eyes. “I’m finally going to have a kid with the woman I love.”

“I think if the boys see you this happy, they will love the baby more than anything.” You grinned, leaning across the middle console to give him a kiss on the cheek.

The two of you were terrified, to be honest. A baby was a big responsibility and you already had 7 boys to take care of. The only thing giving you the hope that you could get through this was the love you were already feeling for this baby. It was going to be a perfect addition to the family, you could already tell.


“Boys! Family meeting!” George called up the stairs after the two of you had made it home.

“Right now?” Aaron yelled from the bedroom that was closest to the stairs.

“Yes.” George yelled back, moving to sit next to you on the couch.

You watched as the boys ran down the stairs and into the living room. Alex pushed Thomas out of the way to plop down on the couch. Thomas glared at him, taking a seat on the floor right in front of you.

“Boys, we have something to tell you…” George trailed off, trying to think of the right way to say it.

“Is everything okay?” James asked, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.

“Nothing’s wrong! It’s just…there’s going to be a change in this house…” You paused, not knowing how to tell the boys.

“Are we getting a dog?” Lafayette asked loudly, his puffy bun moving as he jumped with excitement.

“Not exactly, but there is going to be a new addition to the family.” George smiled, watching the boys around you grow more excited.

“A cat?” Thomas squealed, imaging a small tabby cat just to himself.

“A hedgehog?” John shouted over the other boys excited giggles and whispers.

“A baby?” Hercules asked, looking at the two of you with a knowing smile.

“Hercules wins! You’re getting to get either a baby brother or sister.” You said, the smiles dropping from half the boys faces.

“Another one?” Alex screamed in disgust.

“Do we know what gender it’s going to be?” James sat up, his face lighting up at the mention of a baby.

“Not yet, we’ll have to wait a couple more months to know.” George explained, placing his hand gently on your knee. “We would like it if you boys would want to come to that ultrasound with us. We can find out the gender as a family.”

“As great as that sounds, we don’t need another baby.” Thomas sassed, Alex and Aaron nodding behind him.

“There’s barely enough room for all of in this house, no need to add a smelly baby to it.” Aaron scoffed.

“Plus, it’s going to take up all your time. I AM NOT LETTING THAT HAPPEN!” Alex screeched, his face scrunched up in anger.

“Boys, calm down. The baby is so small it will barely take up any room, if we need to move to a bigger place we will. And Alex it will not take up all our time, you boys will still be just as important to us.” George sighed, his hand on your knee tightening in frustration.

“I think the baby sounds amazing!” John said, taking the attention away from the three outraged boys. “It’ll be fun to have another sibling.”

“I hope it’s a little girl! We can dress her up and play with her. I’ve always wanted a little sister.” James beamed, his voice being louder than usual due to his excitement.

“I call dibs on being her favorite brother! I’m going to always be there to protect her!” Laf boasted, turning to the others with a smug look.

“Laf, we’re not sure if it’s going to be a girl yet.” You giggled, Laf’s proud stance not fading.

“I can tell, just by the vibes in the air, it will be a girl.” Laf smirked, having a feeling he was going to be spot on.

“Laf, you’re going to have to fight me for that position of favorite brother. This kid will love me from the beginning, trust me.” Hercules grinned at Laf before turning to look at you and George. “Let me know when the ultrasound is, I don’t want to miss it for anything.”

“NO! NO BABY, NO ULTRASOUND! IT’S ALREADY STEALING ALL THE ATTENTION AND IT’S NOT EVEN BORN YET! I AM THE CENTER OF ATTENTION HERE NOT SOME BABY!!!” Alex yelled, glaring at you and George before storming up the staircase to his room.

“Alex!” George yelled, standing up from the couch and chasing after him.

You watched him run, feeling a pit of guilt in your stomach. You had caused Alex to have a complete meltdown and two of the other boys to be angry at the two of you. You stood up hoping to follow after the two and help with whatever argument was about to go down. Looking back at the other Aaron and Thomas you hoped they would not react the same way Alex just had.

Making eye contact with Thomas, he narrowed his eyes at you. Standing up and stomped into the kitchen. You followed quickly after him. He was sitting at the kitchen counter, his face in his hands. You placed your hand gently on his shoulder, sitting down on the stool next to him.

“I can’t believe you want to add a baby to this family! Are we not enough?” Thomas asked, his voice cracking with sadness at the end.

“Is that why you’re angry? You feel like we’re trying to replace you?” You asked softly, Thomas’s tense shoulders slumping down.

“Maybe…but why do you need to add another member to the family? I’ve really tried to be a good son.” Thomas looked up from the counter to face you, his eyes were welling up with tears.

“Thomas, it’s not like that at all.” You said, pulling him into a tight hug. “Your dad and I love you so much. We could never replace you, even if we tried. We weren’t planning on having a baby, it was a surprise to us too.”

“You didn’t plan this?” Thomas sniffled, his head pressed against your chest.

“Nope, didn’t expect it to happen.” You said, rubbing Thomas’s back.

“Have you ever heard of a condom?” Thomas asked, the tears slowly disappearing and drying up.

“Thomas! Of course we have!” You laughed, pushing him away from your hug as he snickered.

“Just wondering.” Thomas shrugged, smiling and standing up from his seat. “You can plan on me being there for that ultrasound. If Alex gives you anymore crap, I’ll beat him to a pulp.”

“That’s not necessary, but thank you!” You smiled, watching Thomas leave the kitchen and George enter.

“How’s Alex?” You asked, watching George plop down on the seat next to you.

“He’s in shock. He doesn’t want a baby to take away from him being the center of attention. He agrees to go to the ultrasound, but he said that he can’t promise that he’ll like him or her.” George sighed, pulling you into his side.

“Hey, that’s still progress!” You smiled, a matching one appearing on George’s face at your optimism. “We still have 7 months to convince him that this baby will be great.”

“Once again you are completely correct..” George grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I hope that Laf’s prediction was right…”

“Me too.” You sighed, imagining a beautiful little girl with your hair and George’s eyes.

“I’ve always wanted a little girl.” George said, his eyes glazed over as he too had his own idea of how the little girl would look.

“She would be beautiful.” You snuggled closer to George, closing your eyes in content.

You couldn’t wait for this new addition to your family. You didn’t know who it would be yet, but they were already perfect in your eyes. The boys were just as excited as you were, all of them talking about it all night. The future was coming quickly and all of you, even Alex, wanted time to move quicker. You wanted this baby and you wanted it now.

Promise ring || H.S.

Hello babes! I’m back with another imagine slash one shot, whatever you wanna call it. I really enjoyed writing this one because I didn’t even think of something like this before tbh lmao. I hope that you guys will like it at least half as much as I’ve liked to write it though before I forget, let’s give a round of applause for one of the anons who requested this! 👏🏽 Don’t forget to request anything you’d like to see next! Have a lovely rest of your Sunday or whenever you’re reading this. :) Love you a lot, xoxo B

Length: 2,148 - 4 pages
About it: quite cute if you ask me

Going on dates with Harry was fun because we never took it seriously and that may have seemed weird to outsiders but honestly, it was so much better. Of course we had our formal dates as well where we dressed up real nice and everything but most of the time we ended up in Subway or some Chinese restaurant.

Today however was one of those dressing up ones since it was was our two year anniversary. I was a tad bit nervous because for the past month I have been trying to hide a present from Harry in order to surprise him with it tonight. I knew we were going to go out and I knew it was going to be special because we’ll be at the restaurant where we first went at the beginning of our relationship. We spent our first year anniversary there as well so it was only fair if we went there this time as well.

So my present. The present that I wasn’t actually allowed to get him because we agreed on not getting each other anything on our anniversaries because it’s not about giving it’s about enjoying the other’s company. Between us, at least. And I kept my promise last year but I knew that I couldn’t this time.

Over a month ago I was out shopping with my mates when we went past a jewelry shop and of course we went in. I was always a big fan of jewelry so I wasn’t going to say no. I was too engulfed in the earring section when one of my friends told me to check some rings out so I did and as soon as I landed my eyes on them I knew I couldn’t leave without one.

They were promise rings.

Now I know that usually the guy gets the promise ring and gives it to the girl, but come on. It’s 2016 therefore anything could happen. And as I said before I just couldn’t leave the shop without one ring in my bag so I had to buy it.

Since then I’ve been hiding it in my underwear draw, waiting for this day to come so that I can give it to its true owner.

After I took one last glance at the ring I closed the navy coloured velvet box and slipped it into my bag that I was going to take with me. I had also put a little note in it which I knew was going to get to Harry because that wouldn’t have been the first time that I wrote to him. Once he told me he much preferred letters which he could keep after and I never once argued with him about it just did what I knew would make his heart happy.

For our date night I was wearing a simple grey, off the shoulder dress which had long sleeves and a pair of black Michael Kors heels. I liked to invest in my bags, shoes and coats the most because I could always dress up my non-designer pieces and make them look twice as good. My makeup was simple and so was my hair therefore I didn’t spend much time on my face. Since it wasn’t too cold I decided on wearing a trench coat then picked my bag up and I was ready to go.

Harry said he was going to pick me up around 6 pm since he booked our table for half past and it wasn’t a long drive at all. So I was well surprised when I saw him sitting in my living room while he was on his phone.

“Hey you,” I laughed as I welcomed him, putting my bag on the table which was near the living room door. “When did you come in? I didn’t hear you,” I told him as he stood up and walked towards me.

He just laughed it off as he put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer to his chest, my hands making their way around his neck and fingers intertwining behind it. He smelled heavenly and he looked breath-taking in his satin outfit. Soon enough he pressed his full and soft lips against mine in a sweet kiss which caused me to smile into the gesture.

“You always end up smiling which messes up the whole point of kissing,” he muttered his opinion against my lips but just before he could’ve pulled away I pressed a little peck onto his lips. “That was nothing at all.”

“”You’re so insatiable,” I shook my head as I held onto his collar then cupped his cheeks in my hands. His eyes were bright as he looked into mine, he had a little mustache going on above his upper lip and I adored it. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he kissed my nose then took one of his hands off my waist to get a hold of my bag. He put it on his shoulder then taking my right hand into his, he intertwined our fingers. “Are you ready, doll face?”



On the way to the restaurant I laughed so much my stomach was hurting but honestly, I wouldn’t have swapped places with anyone. I loved laughing with Harry because it just made me happy. And the fact that no one was at the restaurant when we got there just made me feel even more relaxed and calm. I didn’t like it when the paps were around because that meant hurrying out of the car and getting into wherever we were headed in one piece.

When we got in and got seated at a table we sat last time as well I couldn’t take my eyes off of Harry. The lights were dim and he was simply sitting in front of him, looking through his menu so it wasn’t even like he was doing something interesting. But still, he mesmerized me in the best way possible.

“Are you gonna eat me for dinner or something?” he asked me laughing and I felt my cheeks and ears go red from his comment. I rolled my eyes then laughed a little as well.

“You wish,” I sighed as I put my elbows on the table and held my face in the palm of my hands. Probably wasn’t the nicest way to sit when in a restaurant but I didn’t really care. “I just can’t believe you are here. With me. Again. After another hectic year.”

“I know right, I’m quite unbelievable,” he said cockily but of course I knew he wasn’t being serious. He just liked to put on a show.

“Look, I know that we aren’t supposed to give anything to each other on our anniversaries but you have to understand that I couldn’t resist this time.”

“Baby, you just broke our tradition,” he let out a deep sigh as he shook his head a bit. I couldn’t tell whether he was genuinely disappointed or just acted again.

I know, but you’ll hopefully understand why once you get your little present,” I smiled at him as I tried to make the situation look and feel better. “Haz, are you really upset with me for buying you something? It’s been a month since I bought it.”

“I’m not that upset,” he said while the smallest smile ever made its way onto his handsome face. That made me grin as well and I felt a lot better knowing that he wasn’t actually sad about it. “But you cannot do that again. I love you so I’ll let this one slip but we’re not buying each other stuff, alright?”

“Yes!” I confirmed it. “I didn’t buy this present either to purposefully break out tradition. I just couldn’t leave it in the shop and it reminded me of you and oh my god. Before I give it all away, here you go,” I rambled as I took the box out of the bag and gave it to him.

He looked at me a bit weird, probably not expecting to see a box as a present but he had absolutely no clue what it hid.

“Read the note first,” I told him once he opened the box. He couldn’t see the ring right away but I had a feeling at this point he might have had a slight idea.

He nodded before he started to read it out loud.

“Harry, I give you this ring-,”

“Wait, you don’t need to read it out loud,” I interrupted him. “It might be more personal if you read it to yourself.”


I give you this ring as a promise to you, a promise that I’ll be here and I’ll always be true.

I promise that I’ll hold you when your day isn’t going right and I will comfort you through the long and cold night.

I promise that I’ll make you smile when you feel like dying and I promise that I’ll be here when you feel like crying.

I promise that I’ll guide you when the future isn’t clear, I promise I will be there to wipe away your every tear.

I promise that no matter what, we will make it through so I give you this ring as a promise.

A promise that I’ll always love you.


He looked up to me once he read the note, with teary eyes and a huge smile. I had the urge to stand up and walk over to his side so I did just that and hugged him close to me. I felt his hand go around my waist then he pushed his chair out a bit and pulled me onto his lap.

“I swear I had the exact same idea,” he told me, chuckling as he leant on my shoulder.

“Were you going to get me a promise ring?” I asked him in surprise. That’d have been such a coincidence if he would’ve had gotten me one too.

“Yes,” he sighed then put his hand out to get the box from the table. Slowly, he took the ring out and made sure to look at it from every single angle possible. It wasn’t anything special, it was a silver band but then he put it on and it became special.

“Thank god it’s the right size and it looks good on your finger,” I said my thoughts out loud, not minding it one bit. He was used to all my random comments and phrases so I didn’t feel embarrassed or anything.

“Yeah, well, after being together for two years I’d expect you to know what my ring size is,” he said jokingly as he twisted it around his finger once more. After he was done admiring it, he wrapped his other arm around me as well and hid his face in the crook of my neck. “Thank you, doll face. This ring means a lot.”

“You’re welcome I’m glad you like it and it means a lot to you because it means a lot to me too.”

“Does this mean you’ll be the one who’s gonna propose?”

“Nah, I’m gonna leave that to you if that’s okay,” I laughed and so did he then pressed a kiss on my neck before pulling away and looking at me. “So am I forgiven? You’re not upset anymore, right?”

“No, I’m not upset,” he smiled at me as he started to lean closer to me then pressing his lips against mine in a short but sweet peck. “You just promised to love me forever and ever so I’d be really silly if I were to be mad at you over you doing so, wouldn’t I?”

“Maybe but I would still love you anyway.”

“Gosh, I’m so lucky to have you, you know that, right?” he asked me with awe in his eyes, his voice so soft and deep that it made me shiver and melt on the inside.

“Just as lucky as I am.”

“Probably not.”

“Well I think I am the luckiest and I know that I’ll be forever because I put a ring on it.”

“Wow, so original,” he said with a little laugh at the end then squeezed me in a loving hug. “Now get back to your seat, I’m hungry.”

“Aw, that’s not nice,” I pouted as I stood up anyway. Harry just shrugged his shoulders with a smirk on his face then just as I sat down the waiter was at our table, ready to take our orders.

And so as Harry was telling the guy what he wanted to eat I was back to staring at the way his lips formed each and every word. He was absolutely breath taking and he was mine and I was his.

After all I just gave him a promise ring which I’m sure he’s going to wear with a proud smile on his beautiful face.  


Steve Rogers x Reader

Request:  Hi! I love your imagines and I saw that your request box was finally open! I was wondering if you could do a Steve one shot where it’s Halloween and you dress up in 40s style and he gets a bit emotional? Like reminiscing the past? Thank you so much!

A/n: I think this is the first time I’ve ever gotten a request like this so this should be a lot of fun! Thanks for the request and you’re so totally welcome :D

Genre: Slight Angst, Romance, Fluff

Rated: Everyone

Warning: Slight angst, fluff, swearing

Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines

You always had a fascination with the style of the 1940′s. The hair, the dresses, the makeup. Everything about the 40′s just dragged you in like a book would entice a reader. Maybe that’s why you fell in love with Steve Rogers, who was also known as Captain America. Maybe it wasn’t, but either way: the 1940′s was your favorite era of all time. 

You remember when Steve got so shocked when hearing you speak like a 40′s gal, he actually dropped his glass of orange juice. He had asked you where you learned to talk like that, and you just replied that you ‘researched’ the way of the 40′s. However, you knew it made Steve’s day. Even if it seemed like you were the only one trying to bring back the 40′s, you still got excited and were happy about trying to bring it all back. 

Steve greatly appreciated this love of the forties, and liked to show you different music that you didn’t know, showed you movies, and even taught you how to curl your hair like one. However, you never really wore any clothing from the forties. Even if you could afford it, you were pretty self conscious and didn’t want to be laughed at. Being confident wasn’t a strong trait that you had, but Steve liked to reassure you that it was ok.

But you were a woman with a plan. 

Halloween was just right around the corner and you were going to go full out! You already had everything in advance. The dress, the shoes, the accessories. You were going to blow Steve and Bucky, who was planning on going to Stark’s Tower since he was planning a Halloween party and didn’t want to be alone. As Steve walked into the kitchen, you smiled and asked him. 

“Hey, Spangles-”

Steve groaned at the nickname and you giggled. 

“-What are you dressing up as for Halloween? Stark won’t be happy if you don’t dress up.”

Steve shrugged and took a sip of his water, the record player playing a soft tune by Frank Sinatra. 

“Depends. What are you gonna dress up as.”

“Now that, my dear Captain, is a secret.”

Steve shifted his blue eyes to you and pouted. However, you zipped your lips and threw away the key, a grin on your face. Steve huffed and you giggled again, kissing his temple. 

“Hey, cheer up! It’s gonna be an awesome costume.”

“Please tell me you’re gonna get naked.”

Came the voice of Bucky Barnes. Steve glared at Bucky while Bucky flashed a sultry grin your way. You just grinned and rolled your eyes, pushing Bucky out of your way by his nose to get to your room. 

“You wish, Bucky.”

“I do wish.”

You turned and smirked, getting into his face. 

“It’s a god-damn shame that genies aren’t real, isn’t it? Give it up, Barnes. A different, doll-dizzy man’s already stolen this doll’s heart.”

Bucky groaned and turned to Steve, who was grinning in triumph.

“Can you believe this? Listen to her talk, Steve! I haven’t heard slang like that in a long time!”

“She’s fuddy-duddy, Bucky.”

You chuckled and called.

“Bucky, you better get back to your place so you can get ready for the Halloween Party! You too, Steve!”

In unison, the boys called.

“Yes, Ma’am!”


You were nervous. You were wearing a gorgeous, (color) and white polka-dotted 40′s dress with matching shoes, and your hair curled. Red lipstick adorned your lips, and your makeup was very minimal. Pearls adorned your neck, ears, and your wrist as metal bands adorned the other wrist. You didn’t know if Steve was gonna like this. 

You really hoped he did. Coming across clothing like this was hard nowadays, and the shoes were expensive, but actually quite comfortable! With a final misting of perfume, you were ready. Smiling, you couldn’t help but be very excited. You looked like you jumped out of an old newspaper clipping!

Walking out, Steve turned and his eyes widened and his mouth dropped. You looked down at yourself and asked Steve slowly.

“So, what do you think? Do I look the part?”

Steve was still frozen and he smiled widely, tears stinging his blue eyes. He whispered, pulling you close to him.

“You’re gorgeous, Dame..”

“Steve, are you ok?”

He wiped his eyes and nodded a bit, apologizing.

“I’m sorry…but this is just…seeing this…reminds me of so much.”

He sniffled a bit and wiped his eyes once more.

“God, I love you so much. Thank you, Doll-face.”

You chuckled and patted his back.

“Love you too, Steve.”

You then stepped back and grinned. Steve was wearing his army SSR military uniform, the suit looking so spectacular on him and still in perfect condition. You asked him, grinning.

“Did you know I was going as a 40′s gal?”

“You are a 40s gal, but to answer your question: no. This was in my closet. I thought I’d finally put it to use again.”

You chuckled before getting a thought.

“Bucky should wear his, if Fury was able to find it.”

Steve grinned and took your hand, the tears long gone, but a huge smile on his face.

“He is. I forced him to. I didn’t want to be alone in this.”

You laughed and tightened your hold.

“Is it even going to fit? His arms are the size of your head.”

“Are you calling me a fat-head?”

“Maybe, maybe not.”

Steve just rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath.

“You’re such a sassy girl.”

“And don’t you know it! Now come on, Rogers! We got some swingin’ to do!”

Steve smiled widely and replied, giving a mock salute.

“Yes, ma’am.”


anonymous asked:

How would Minhyuk takes care of his pregnant wife?

Originally posted by sonhyunwoomx

  • Ok… firstly. He’s a bundle of joy.
  • so Husband!Minhyuk is the sweetest thing ever
  • Y'all already have 2 kids so Minhyuk is excited that his family is growing
  • He would do everything for you, no complaints
  • Like feed you, dress you, massage your feet, etc.
  • Would come home dead tired, but instantly gets energized when your kids run up to him and hug his legs.
  • “Daddy!! I missed you so much!!”
  • “I miss you too!”
  • Minhyuk would cook dinner whenever you felt exhausted
  • One day, you wake up with a terrible headache from the kids screaming
  • Minhyuk gave you something for your head and cuddled you.
  • “Don’t worry. Today I’m gonna take the kids to the park to let you have some peace and quiet. Sound good?”
  • you smile and kiss him
  • Minhyuk takes your kids to the park and your son rolls around in dirt, which makes Minhyuk yell and wipe him off
  • “Daddy I wanna be a singer like you one day!”
  • Now if this was your first child, he would be so excited and over protective
  • would koala you any chance he gets
  • will take you to all of your appointments
  • makes sure that you get in through the door first
  • Is there to hold you whenever he senses you about to cry
  • kisses your belly constantly so the baby knows how much he loves him/her
  • talks to the baby every night
  • yall wear couples clothes and you feel insecure cause your stomach is huge and he said he loves you the way you are
  • Minhyuk is gonna be a hot emotional mess while you’re calm
  • At the hospital, he’s staying by your side 24/7
  • never lets go of you hand
  • fluffs your pillows
  • brings you food
  • rubs your back
  • pulls your hair back if you throw up or feel hot
  • lets you hit him because you’re in labor
  • the moment your baby is born, he sheds a tear or 2
  • Cuddles you and the baby, just admiring the precious being you two created together
  • I volunteer to be his baby mama

-Admin Ha Jae

The Bone Zone (Josh x Reader)

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Fandom: Until Dawn

Character: Josh Washington

Persona: Female

Word Count: 492

Request: May I just say that you my friend/s are absolutely positively brilliant. I love the fics, I love the blog, I love you guys like seriously. Anyway, May I request a Josh Washington one? One where he’s constantly teased by his friends because he’s always caught checking the reader out and the group suggesting that he should take the reader to ‘The Bone Zone’.

A/N - Thank you very much lovely! Sorry it took so long <3

Whether you were in sweatpants and a baggy top or a pretty dress, Josh would always check you out. The first couple of times when he got caught by the others were embarrassing but after he stopped caring.

Today everyone had turned up at your house unannounced, you were still in bed so when the door kept being knocked you willed yourself to roll out of bed. You opened the door wearing nothing more than a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, “What?” you snapped, your features softened when you saw your friends, “What are you guys doing here?”. Josh’s eyes were wide as they trailed up and down your body, Mike looked at him and laughed, “Can’t we come and visit our favourite pal without a reason?”.

You playfully rolled your eyes and moved over so they could come inside, “Make yourselves at home”.

One by one your friends trailed in, the last inside was Josh. “Hey” you smiled softly at him, he grinned back at you, “You’re lookin’ good”. Laughing, you grabbed his shoulder and pushed him inside of your house, then you closed the door. While you were busy fiddling with the lock, Josh was busy checking out your butt.

When you turned back around, Josh continued to grin, “Ladies first” and he gestured for you to walk, which you did.

You plopped down on the armchair, “So what are you actually doing here?”. Sam spoke up, “We’re here to take you out with us”. “So go and get dressed” Emily finished. You sighed, “Do I have too?”. “Yes!” Sam laughed.

Moaning to yourself you got up and out of the chair, then you walked up the stairs and to your room. All the while Josh watched you.

“God Josh, get a room!” Jess giggled as Josh smirked. “Yeah you should go and get one with her” Mike chimed in, Josh’s smirk started to falter. “Then you could take her to the bone zone!” Chris shouted making everyone laugh, everyone but Josh, “Okay that’s not funny guys”.

“What’s not funny?” you repeated as you walked down the stairs fully dressed.

Josh looked at Chris with a death glare, “Don’t you dare” he hissed quietly. Chris’ smirk grew, “You know (Y/N)-”. “ DO NOT!” Josh interrupted but Chris carried on, “You know Josh wants to take you to the bone zone right?”.

Blood rushed to your cheeks, you coughed awkwardly. Josh gave you a sympathetic look, his cheeks were also a pale pink colour, “I’m sorry, ignore the idiot”. You glanced over to Sam, Jess, Emily and Ashley who were all giving you the same look, they were encouraging you to reply, Emily rolled her eyes, “Say something or I will”.

“Maybe you can take me to the bone zone when we get back” you teased, grinning after the group of girls cheered. Josh looked shocked.

“Now everyone get out of my house so I can lock up”.

anonymous asked:

Do you have those pics that, i donrt really remember from wich awards or date it is, but harry and louis are all dressed up in like brown?? And theyre looking at each other fondly, thank u so much, i really love your blog 😚

I feel like you’re thinking of the NRJ Music Awards in January, 2013, but I’m not sure exactly what pics you’re thinking of.

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💖 jimon week: day 5 - music 💖

you’re in my veins, a jimon fanmix listen

♪ i’m on my own, you came alone,
all dressed up in bad news
…i know you’ve been hurt too  ♪

The Mastermind

Pairing: Digger Harkness (Captain Boomerang) x Reader

Words: 440

Warnings: None?

A/N- So I just wanted post this because I kinda really like it. This has stemmed from many an hour spent on @mrspetermaximoff’s blog, that I do not regret.

Also Charlie x Reader going up at 10pm (GMT) TONIGHT!!! (trigger warning drug use)

Originally posted by ericscissorhands

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I love you and your Tumblr so much, you're so talented! I was wondering if you could do exwire kinks? Thank you so much!

Thank you, that means a lot to me :)


Originally posted by tsukkis

  • Has watched every sub genre of every possible kink on his favourite porn site 
  • this boy literally has every kink ever 
  • He will try everything at least once
  • He has a particular liking for role play/dress up, light bondage, master/slave, and pet play
  • Despite his pervy mind he’s shy at first 
  • Has a thing for rough sex
  • Harem


Originally posted by aonoexorciststuff

  • Also has a thing for rough sex
  • Slight hints of BDSM
  • Play piercing
  • Shower sex


Originally posted by sairenji

  • He tries to refrain from ‘sinful thinking’
  • Mostly vanilla af
  • Kitten play 


Originally posted by sarapyon

  • Body worship
  • Tail play
  • Animalistic characteristics 


Originally posted by renzou-shima

  • Tries to hide it but she is seriously kinky
  • Daddy kink
  • Pet play
  • Bondage (she has pink fluffy handcuffs and everything)
  • Nipple play
  • Has a fuck ton of toys she hides v well, not even Paku knows she has them


Originally posted by miidoriyas

  • Pure innocent ball of kittens
  • Doesn’t even know what the word means
  • She would try out anything her partner was into
  • If she wasn’t conferrable with it she’d try different options
  • Wouldn’t stop until they found something both of them liked


Originally posted by technolyzed

  • Kinkiest bitch in town (after Mephisto)
  • Heavy shit BDSM
  • Christian Grey would be afraid
  • He’s actually came up with something he calls ‘puppet play’
  • You don’t fucking want too know what is going on with this child

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I have loads more custom content coming and I’m even about to start up a story that I hope you guys will love.
Right now I’m working on a couple of projects including the one pictured above - a collection of beautiful, modern wedding dresses. I’m probably going to add one or two more and hope to publish them over the weekend. I hope you like them as much as I do :)


Title: The Clauses (sister of Tony! Reader x Bucky Barnes)

Summary: Tony puts his own sister up with her least favorite person to dress up as the Clauses and pass out candy. It’s the holidays; they simply can’t say no.

Word Count: 1386

A/N: Uh, I love this so much? I loooove imagines where the reader is tony’s sister.AND UH Bucky I love him so much wow. I hope you enjoy this, happy day 6! Cannot believe we’re halfway through!

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Halloween Nights

Request: “Hello! Could u please write a klausxreader imagine where he takes the reader on a date where they carve pumpkins and watch scary movies kinda like a fall date I guess? lol thank you so much if you write this! ☺️❤️”

Notes// I love this request, it’s so cute!! <3

You smiled as you got out of your car and walking up to the front gate of the Mikaelson home where Klaus was waiting for you, with his arms behind his back. You smoothed out your dress and fixed your devil horns that you had decided to wear as a joke despite having Klaus buy them as a present for you for tonights date. He smiled as he noticed you, pulling you in close for a kiss. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck pressing your body against his.

“Hello, love.” Klaus murmured against your lips.

“Happy Halloween.” You smiled, pulling away slightly.

“Yes, Happy Halloween. I thought we would start with the pumpkin carving, then watch the horror movies you bought yesterday.” Klaus wrapped his arm around your waist leading you into the kitchen.

You chuckled, “That sounds absolutely wonderful.” You replied noticing the decorations that had been put up, “Rebekah’s idea?”

Klaus nodded and chuckled, “Yes, of course.”

You kissed his cheek before entering the kitchen seeing two pumpkins sitting on the worktop with multiple tools and knives that were to be used when carving, “Now this was my idea. Who can carve the scariest pumpkin. Rebekah and Kol will be the judges.”

You raised your eyebrows impressed with the effort that Klaus had put into this date, “What’s the prize for the winner?”You ask, knowing that Klaus was not going to leave that part out.

“No prize, just a small competition.” Klaus smirked, going round and standing in front of his chosen pumpkin.

“Okay then.” You join him, turning your pumpkin away so he couldn’t see what you were going to do.

Klaus smiled before grabbing a knife and starting his masterpiece, “Don’t cut yourself, love. Be careful.”

“Always am.” You reply picking up a knife, and cutting a circle on the top so you were able to scoop out the seeds. Instead of throwing the seeds of, you decided to keep them aside for later use. You smirked, loving your idea but you were a little scared of what Klaus had in mind.

After half an hour or so the both of you were finished and ready to show your pumpkins to each other. You were hoping that yours was good enough to beat Klaus but you were sure you hadn’t.

You smirked, sticking the knife in the top of your pumpkin adding extra effect. You had chosen to stab the pumpkin with the pumpkin seeds spilling out of its mouth. You looked over at Klaus’ who had chosen a scary face. Scary enough to give you nightmares.

“Are you done yet?” Kol entered the kitchen before stopping and seeing both of our pumpkins, “Ohh look what we have here. This may be a close call. Rebekah! It’s time!”

Rebekah was here within seconds, “Wow.”

You smiled proud of your work still worried but you knew I had the trust of Rebekah but whether she would stick by her word was another question, “Would you look at that? Klaus can carve scary pumpkins.”

Klaus chuckled, “Well I had enough inspiration from the people that I have killed.”

You weren’t sure whether you should be disgusted or amused of such an answer.

Rebekah laughed, “I think you’ve killed enough people, that even Y/N’s pumpkin is disgusted. I choose Y/N’s pumpkin.”

Kol chuckled, “So do I.”

“Kol, did you choose Y/N because you like her or because of the pumpkin?” Klaus growled.

“The pumpkin of course.” Kol looked over at you and winked, sending Klaus over the edge. Kol had a tendency to flirt with you at every possible chance he got in front of Klaus but he didn’t mean any of it of course, or at least you hoped.

Klaus growled, stepping forwards to have a go at Kol but you just screamed, “Yes!!” and threw your arms up in the air glad to have been voted the winner of this small competition,

Klaus looked over at you, a smile creeping over his lips, happy to see your reaction, “Now for the movies.”

“Why don’t we go to yours love? Where we won’t get distracted?” Klaus murmured in your ear as the other two left the kitchen.

“Okay, but I want to watch at least one movie before anything else happens.” You smirked, turning around and pressing your lips against Klaus’.

Klaus returned the kiss quickly, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in, “Fine, Love. How about we watch ‘Saw’ first?”

You smirked, “Perfect.”

You gasped, clinging onto the blanket while covering your face just beneath your eyes so you could still what was happening.

“I don’t understand why you are so squeamish about this? You’ve seen me rip off peoples heads and all sorts.” Klaus kissed the top of your head, while pulling you into his lap.

“Yeah but it isn’t as gruesome as seeing someone chopping off their own foot to escape.” You reply before buying your face in Klaus’ chest as you started to watch the next scene.

Klaus chuckled, rubbing his hand up and down your back continuing to watch the movie.

You groaned, opening your eyes seeing that the tv was switched off with the side lamp switched on. You pouted realising Klaus had left. You got up, looking to your side, seeing Klaus had left a note.


Surprisingly you fell asleep during the movie last night. Get some rest, and I will see you tomorrow morning.

Klaus <3 “

You smiled before going upstairs to wash your make up off, and get ready for bed properly. After brushing your teeth and drying your face, you exited the bathroom and crossed the hallway to your room.


You froze. What was that? Rather who was that? You cursed realising you had left your phone downstairs in the sitting room where you had fallen asleep on the couch. You groaned silently, before tip toeing downstairs, quickly grabbing a knife from the kitchen before picking up your phone from the couch. You took a few deep breaths to steady your breathing before ringing Klaus’ number. After a few rings, you became confused, thinking you could hear his ringtone coming from nearby.

“Klaus? Are you here?” You spoke stepping out into the hallway.

No answer, again. Before you knew it, you were pinned up against the wall, arms pinned up above you. You screamed, struggling against whoever pinned you, not knowing who it was. You just hoped Klaus was nearby.

The attacker soon released your grip, starting to laugh. You stopped screaming before looking up and seeing Klaus with a huge smile on his face, “You arsehole!” You groaned, throwing your phone at him, and threw the knife past his head into the wall. He was lucky that you were good with your aim otherwise he would have a knife sticking out of his head.
Klaus continued to laugh, before taking and pulling you close to him, wrapping his arms around in comfort, not realising how much this scared you, “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to scare you this much. But your face was just priceless.”
You rolled your eyes, pushing him away before storming back upstairs, “I’m going to bed.”

Klaus sighed, “Goodnight then, love.”

“Come join me.” You smirked, shutting your bedroom door.



 What’s up baby girl? You didn’t come find me after you woke up this morning, you know how much I love your fucking visits, keeps me sane when I’m working with the fuck ups. I come upstairs and find you sitting in the window, reading. You never even looked up when I slammed the fucking door.

 I’m not angry with you doll, just upset that you’re upset. You know that it bugs the fucking hell out of me. And you also know that I would do anything to make you smile, anything.

 So, get dressed in something more appropriate, not that I don’t like what you’re wearing, just don’t need those assholes eye-fucking you. I’ll wait right here for you, unless you want some help?

 We are taking a ride, your choice. We can go to the ocean, walk along the beach, pick up those fucking shells you like, maybe take a swim.

 We could go towards the mountains, there’s that one that has an old fire lookout. Maybe climb up there, have a picnic, taking in the view. Bring a book along, maybe I could read to you, can’t let that get back to the Sanctuary though.

 There’s also that river, we could walk down by it, it’s always fucking cool along its banks, even when it’s 100 fucking degrees out. We could take our shoes off, do a little wading.

 Dwight was telling me about a field a few miles north. He said it was fucking overflowing with wildflowers, you liked those last ones I brought back. Then we could having a little bit of fucking fun, rolling around in them. Maybe stay around until after dark, watch all the stars come out.

 Or maybe we can just hang out here, just get undressed, climb under the covers, and just fucking cuddle. I know you enjoy that, and yes, I’ll fucking admit it, I do too. But cuddling can lead to more, right?

  You know what, I’m sorry if me implying we needed to have sex to have fun upset you more. It’s just, I don’t know how or what to do to make you smile, to make you happy again. I feel like all I have to give you, is me. And I hope that’s enough.

 But wherever we go, or stay, whatever we do, or don’t do, as long as we’re together and you’re smiling, it’s all good.

 I will do anything for you, Jen. Anything. Just ask, sweetheart, I will always be here for you.

My love,


Junhoe as Your Husband

So here’s your request!! GOO JUNHOE AS YOUR HUSBAND.


  • We all know how much he loves himself but when he found a girl that he thinks she can handle him (and his sassy behaviour), he’ll love you with all his might. He might be sassy af but he’ll show you his sweet and romantic side when he’s with you. Just wait for it.
  • He will really like when you wore a dress that he bought for you. 
    • “See yeobo, I never failed to dress you up.”
    • “How about I bought our daughter IF WE HAVE ONE, a dress so my girls can wear the same dress.”
    • “So you want to have a child, now?”
    • “No, that’s not what I mean.”
    • And he continued, “I want to spend our time alone, doing this and that, after that, we have to make a child!!!!!!!”
    • When you just, “we. have. to. make. a. child. …. ?!??!?!??!??!?!?”
    • He giggled and put you on his lap, hugging you tight.
  • He’ll try those cheesy pick up lines like, 
    • “your lips is so lonely, would they like to meet mine?” OMGFUCK
      • And he’ll cringe because of his embarrassment when you just, “Shut the fuck up kid.” and end up kissing one another.
  • But sometimes you’re the one who told him, “yeobo, you should call a police!!” and he’ll be like, “WHY WHY?!?!”
    • “Because I think your handsome face is killing me”
      • Yeah eventhough he liked it so much, it’s too cheesy to handle.
  • When you decided to bought another funiture for your house, there will be an argument between you and him. You want the light color, but he wants the darker color. You backhugged him, “Baby pleasee~” as you rub his stomach.
    • “We’ll take the light color.” He talked to the furniture guy.
    • He’ll look at you and say, “I hate you so much.”
    • You’ll kiss him, “Babe I hate you too!!!!!!!” And laugh.
  • He’ll nag at you ALL DAY when you don’t eat, or don’t want to eat.
  • He’ll ask endlessly about what you want to eat, where you want to eat and all of those stupid stuffs.
  • He doesn’t need a skinny wife bcs he fell in love with your soul at the first place. He doesn’t think about your body that much. As long as you’re still good in bed.
  • Endless suprise for his wife. Eventhough it’s just about his existence.
    • “Hey babe I’m here. Surprise!”


  • You stepped out from your bathroom door.
    • “Babe…”
    • “What is it, yeobo?” He will look at you that instant.
    • “You….. have…. to…. look…” You handed him the pregnancy test.
  • He’ll blink a few times, trying to accept the reality that he will SOON become a dad.
  • He’ll smile at you proudly and his mouth would let out, “Indeed, we’re so amazing that night.” He winked at you

“I want to hug and kiss you right now but I don’t want to press our baby. What should I do?”

  • When you finally wake up after being unconsious for 6 hours or something and you found your husband looking at you at the corner of the hospital room with his brightest smile as you feel a severe pain in your stomach area. He said,
    • “Babe, congratulation to both of us. It is a baby girl. She’s as beautiful as you. Indeed I have two amazing girls on my hand.” He will massage your hand and place a kiss on your forehead.


Boku no Pico explained... By Hetalia
  • Japan: *Wakes up screaming*
  • 2p!Japan: Kiku, what happened? Are you okay?
  • Japan: *Shakes head* N-no... I had a nightmare. This boy, he fell in love with me... he called me his... but then, he thought I looked so much like a girl, he forced me to dress up as one... and then he used me! It was awful, it was like hentai in a nightmare!
  • 2p!Japan: *evil glint*
  • Japan: ...Kuro?
  • 2p!Japan: *evil smirk*
  • Japan: Kuro, no.
  • 2p!Japan: Bye Kiku, I have an... anime to write.
  • Japan: Oh... sh!t.
  • *One year later*
  • Japan: What?
  • Germany: Japan... I didn't think you were the type...
  • Japan: *Sees first episode of Boku no Pico* Oh, no...
  • Italy: *Sobbing in the corner, cause he lost his innocence*
  • America: JAPAN'S GONE CRAZY!