i want my children to look like her

whosthatgal  asked:

26, for the microfiction ask!

Whoo, so I know you asked this ages ago but I couldn’t think of anything to write for it… until tonight. This just popped into my head. Hope you like :)

26: How dare [you]


“How dare you Hiccup Haddock!”

The outrage could be heard across Berk. In the village, Viking’s rushed to return home, children ran to their parents, dragons cowered in their stables. No one wanted to be caught in this crossfire.

“Astrid! I’m sorry! I swear by the Gods! I’m so sorry!”

In their private cove, Astrid wrung the water out of her hair. Hiccup stood a safe distance away, doubled over, his hands wrapped around his waist. He couldn’t look at his girlfriend, he could barely breathe, clutching his sides in a desperate attempt to regain control.

Astrid glowered at him. “If you were sorry, you wouldn’t be laughing!” Her clothes were dripping from her impromptu dip in the water. She tugged off a soggy boot., flinging it at her crying boyfriend.

“I’m sorry!” Hiccup ducked. “It was just- you should have seen your face.” He dodged another item of soaked clothing.

Astrid tugged at her skirt, unclipping the buckles and draping it over a rock in the sun. She turned back to Hiccup, murder in her eyes.

“Yeah, well I hope you enjoyed it, because this is the last face you’ll ever see.”

Hiccup managed to catch his breath, he straightened, taking a step towards Astrid. Despite her seemingly angry appearance, he could see the amusement shining in her eyes.

“Then I would die happy Milady,” he told her.

Astrid crooked her finger at him, beckoning him over. Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper. “I am going to make it slow and very, very painful.”

“Is that a promise?” Despite the wet fabric between them, Hiccup wrapped his arms around Astrid’s waist.

“Definitely babe,” Astrid stood on tiptoes so that she could kiss her boyfriend on the lips. She placed her hands over his, guiding them away from her hips, a playful smile lit her features. Then, with a flick of her wrist, Astrid sent Hiccup flying into the water.

Via GMB Akash

“I never told my children what was my job. I never wanted them to feel shame because of me. When my youngest daughter asked me what I did. I used to tell her hesitantly, I was a labourer. Before I went to home I used to take bathe in public toilet so they did not get any hint of the work I was doing. I wanted my daughters to send to school, to educate them. I wanted them to stand with dignity in front of people. I never wanted anyone look down at them like everyone looked down at me. People always humiliated me. I invested every penny of my earning for my daughters’ education. I never bought a new shirt, used the money instead for buying books for them. Respect, which is all I wanted them to earn for me. I was a cleaner. The day before the last date of my daughter’s college admission, I could not manage to get her admission fees. I could not work that day. I was sitting beside the rubbish, was trying hard to hide my tears. I was unable to work that day. All my coworkers were looking at me but no one came to speak. I was failed, heartbroken and I had no idea how to face my daughter who would ask me about the admission fees once I back to home. I am born poor. Nothing good can happen with a poor person that was my belief. After work all cleaners came to me, sat beside and asked if I considered them as brothers. Before I could answer they handed their one day income in my hand. When I was refusing everyone they confronted by saying, ‘We will starve today if needed but our daughter has to go to college.’ I cannot reply them. That day I did not take shower. That day I went to house like a cleaner. My daughter is going to finish her University very soon. Three of them do not let me to work anymore. She has a part time job and three of them do tuition. But often she took me to my working place. Feed all my coworkers along me. They will laugh and ask her why she feed them so often. My daughter told them, ‘All of you starve for me that day so I can become what I am today, pray for me that I can feed you all, every day.‘ Now a days I do not feel, I am a poor man. Whoever has such children, how he can be poor. ”

- Idris

I know round here we all agree that hot!young Harrison Ford with his carpenter’s hands is one of the most compelling arguments for time travel humanity has yet put forward, but I am here to tell you that the modern 6 year old is less easy to impress. “I thought Indiana Jones was a girl,” she said sadly, clearly underwhelmed by her first sight of him in Raiders of the Lost Ark. “Me too,” echoed her sister, slurping mournfully at a Calipo as if I personally had betrayed her by allowing this 80s classic to be made with a ~man~ as the main character. “She should be a girl. A girl with glasses.”

Move over Harrison my friend, kids today don’t want hats n whips n leather jackets, they want their swashbuckling heroes to be GIRLS. Girls who look like librarians. Get to work Hollywood, don’t leave my children disappointed.

I never told my children what was my job. I never wanted them to feel shame because of me. When my youngest daughter asked me what I did. I used to tell her hesitantly, I was a labourer. Before I went to home I used to take bathe in public toilet so they did not get any hint of the work I was doing. I wanted my daughters to send to school, to educate them. I wanted them to stand with dignity in front of people. I never wanted anyone look down at them like everyone looked down at me. People always humiliated me. I invested every penny of my earning for my daughters’ education. I never bought a new shirt, used the money instead for buying books for them. Respect, which is all I wanted them to earn for me. I was a cleaner. The day before the last date of my daughter’s college admission, I could not manage to get her admission fees. I could not work that day. I was sitting beside the rubbish, was trying hard to hide my tears. I was unable to work that day. All my coworkers were looking at me but no one came to speak. I was failed, heartbroken and I had no idea how to face my daughter who would ask me about the admission fees once I back to home. I am born poor. Nothing good can happen with a poor person that was my belief. After work all cleaners came to me, sat beside and asked if I considered them as brothers. Before I could answer they handed their one day income in my hand. When I was refusing everyone they confronted by saying, ‘We will starve today if needed but our daughter has to go to college.’ I cannot reply them. That day I did not take shower. That day I went to house like a cleaner. My daughter is going to finish her University very soon. Three of them do not let me to work anymore. She has a part time job and three of them do tuition. But often she took me to my working place. Feed all my coworkers along me. They will laugh and ask her why she feed them so often. My daughter told them, ‘All of you starve for me that day so I can become what I am today, pray for me that I can feed you all, every day.‘ Now a days I do not feel, I am a poor man. Whoever has such children, how he can be poor.

- Idris

Don’t Say Anything (part 6)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

warnings: Pietro Maximoff

A/N: I went to go see Beauty and the Beast today and omggggggg it was so good. I didn’t think I was gonna like it at first (bc I like the original) but it was amazing. Also I’m sososososo tired so sorry in advance if this update is shit I just wanted to get a part out for you guys (woop woop Pietro bro)


“So what’s your plan?” Pietro asked as the three of us sat and ate our food.

You look over at him. “My plan?”

“Yeah.” he nods. “It’s obvious what you need to do.”

“And that is..?”

Pietro sets his fork down. “You have to make him jealous.”

You nearly choke on your food. “What? Are you crazy?”

“It’s obvious that he wants you, Y/N.” he playfully rolled his eyes.

“No, he wants Nat. They’re together.” you respond.

“So we break them up and bam, you two get together.”

“Piet!” you exclaim as he chuckled.

“Alright, so here’s the plan. You’re going to make him jealous and the guy doesn’t like me. I don’t know why though, I’m a very likable person but anyways, you’re going to make him jealous and what better way to make him jealous than to make him jealous with me.” he smiled. It was true, Bucky didn’t really like Pietro. You never understood why.

“I don’t know, Piet.” you sigh, moving a piece of bacon around on your plate. “What do you think Wanda?”

Pietro scoffed. “Who cares what she thinks? She’s just a kid.”

Wanda glares at her brother. “I’m not a little kid.”

“I’m twelve minutes older than you.” he smirked and she rolled her eyes.

“Yes, I know. How could I forget. You remind me every time we see each other.”

Pietro smiles and touches the tip of her nose. “младшая сестра.”

Wanda rolls her eyes again. You laugh, watching the two annoy each other (mostly Pietro annoying the hell out of Wanda) for the rest of breakfast. After eating, the three of you go back to his apartment and lounge around for a while.

“So how long should I stay? A week?” he spoke up as he laid on your lap.

“A week? You really think you can get them together within a week?” Wanda says. “Bucky’s really oblivious for an old man. Aren’t old people supposed to be wise?”

“I can do it. Trust me. They don’t call me the Love Master for nothing.” Pietro nods and both you and Wanda burst out laughing.

“No one calls you that.” you giggle.

Pietro looks up at you. “You’re a dream killer, you know?”


After spending almost the whole day at Pietro’s, the three of you drive back to the tower. Pietro had packed for a week. Upon entering the building, he drops his bags and inhales.

“Ah, I’ve missed this place.”

You smile. “You can sleep in my room if you want. I have a couch that pulls out into a bed that you can sleep on. Unless Wanda wants you to stay in her room.”

You look over at Wanda and her eyes widen as she shakes her head. “Oh god no I don’t want to be near him this whole week. Good luck with him, he’s torture.”

Pietro rolls his eyes at his sister. “You’re such a drama queen.”

“Says the drama queen.” she responds.

“I’ll have you know-”

“Alright children, that’s enough. Piet, come on, let’s get you settled in.” you step in like a mother. Pietro grabs his bags and sticks his tongue out at Wanda before following you to your room.

You show him the pull out couch, showing him how to do it before leaving to let him settle down. You felt a bit better, knowing Pietro was there. He has always been there for you no matter what and you were glad he was in your life despite how obnoxious he can get.

You enter the kitchen, seeing Steve and Wanda cooking tonight’s dinner. Tony Natasha were talking while Bucky and Sam were bickering back and forth with each other. You exhale loudly and make your way to the pantry in search for the Circus Animal Cookies. Hopefully you can-

“Y/N, what are you doing?” Steve questioned and you back out of the pantry.

You shake your head. “Nothin’.”

He squints his eyes at you. “You were looking for the animal cookies, weren’t you?”

“What? Pfft, no. I was just.. Making sure all the food was still there.”

Steve smirked, knowing you were obviously lying. “Mhm, sure.” he folds his arms over his chest. “Dinner will be ready soon.”

You salute him. “You got it, Steve-O.”

The blonde chuckled and walked back to Wanda to assist her. As you turned to leave, Bucky calls out your name, causing you to turn back around and walk towards him. Be calm and cool, Y/N. Be calm and cool.

“What’s up?” you ask, standing right in front of him.

“How was the little trip?” you knew he didn’t care so why was he asking? Men.

“It was good.” you nod.

Bucky hummed. “What did you guys do?”

“We went out for breakfast and chilled at his apartment afterwards. I was so full, I was in a food coma.” you groan, patting your stomach just thinking about how much you ate earlier. This makes Bucky laugh.

“Well I’m glad you had fun.”

You nod in response.

“How are things with Nat? It was a big step to come out to everyone.” you say, suddenly feelings the stinging sensation in your chest.

“Yeah.” he chuckled. “Everything’s going great. I’m happy, she’s happy, we’re happy.”

“That’s good.” you smiled. You wished for an escape, not wanting to be near Bucky anymore. You don’t even understand how you’ve lasted this long being with him and not breaking down.

“So uh, when are you gonna go see Pietro again? Is this gonna be a regular thing, you going off to see him?” Bucky questioned. He asks the weirdest questions.

“Actually..” you were about to tell him that Pietro was there and would be staying for a week when in waltzes Pietro in all his glory.

“Hey guys!” he exclaimed before walking over to you and Bucky. “Hello, my love.” he wraps an arm around your shoulders and kisses your temple.

“Hey Piet.” you murmur.

Pietro looks over at Bucky and smiled. “Bucky, old friend, long time no see.”

Bucky’s features harden and he glares at the blonde. “What are you doing here?”

“You didn’t tell him?” Pietro looks at you.

“I was about to until you came in.”

He looks back at Bucky. “I’m staying for a week. Really missed this cutie.” he cuddles you to him.

“Where are you staying? I don’t think there’s-”

He cuts Bucky off. “With Y/N.”

Bucky shuts his mouth and goes right back to glaring at Pietro. He seriously doesn’t like him.

“Can we watch High School Musical tonight? My singing voice has gotten better.” Pietro says as he guides you away from Bucky. The brunette watches as the two of you sit on the couch and he can’t help but feel angry.


A/N: It’s short I knooowwwww I’m sorry. Tell me what ya think anyways.

TAGS ARE CLOSED BC I CAN’T KEEP UP WITH THEM LOL

Tags:

@your-puddin @heismyhunter @buchananbarnestrash @live-in-the-now10 @jcb2k16 @plumqueenbucky @thefandomplace @chocolatereignz @blueberry-pens @professionally-crazed @idk-something-amazing-i-guess @almondbuttercup @janetgenea @jayankles @flowercrownsandmetallicarms @rvb-and-marvel-shit @ouatalways @winterboobaer @thyotakukimkim @hattnco @millaraysuyai @themercurialmadhatter @miss-jessi29 @snakesgoethe @helloitsgrc @welcometothecasmofsar @aboxinthestars @feelthemusicfuckwhatheyresaying @fandommaniacx @hatterripper31  @coffeeismylife28 @bunchofandoms @bobabucky @under-dah-sea @amrita31199 @sebstanthemanxo @mrs-brxghtside @erinvanlyssel @amistillmyself @buckyandsebsinbin @ballerinafairyprincess @spnhybrid @marvel-fanfiction @queen–valeskaxx @bucky-with-the-metal-arm @sophia-wyszkowski @sebstantrashx @rebekastan98 @gingerbatchwife @hellstempermentalangel @wunnywho @lenia1d @annieluc @theassetseyeliner @cutefandomsdaily @iamwarrenspeace @goldenrain2 @supernatural-girl97 @satanssmuts @kenobi-and-barnes @softwintersoldier @stevette60 @imgettingmarriedtobuckybarnes @damnbuckyishot @melconnor2007 @castiel-barnes @confuzzled-panda @academic-poltergeist @skeletoresinthebasement @faunwaster @i-wished-upon-a-star-one-night @the-violent-peach @clumsygirl465 @nylalushlifexx @iarnasoldat @captainmqmeep @secillyfrantic @twisted1ginger @labyrinth-of-storylines @fandomlover2001 @moreinfinite @buckybarnesismypreciousplum @kawaiiiestelle @cartoncitodeleche @glittercoveredsouls @marrvelle @bossassbandwhore @badassbaker @buckyappreciationsociety @bvckys-doll @buckys-baby @ok-ladies-lets-get-in-formation @imamotherfuckingstar-lord @dream-equine @38leticia @lexadiggory @j25m18c24 @mojean13 @capandbuck @emilyinwonderland3 @peatit @iwannabebrilliant @rejecteddesire @winterladybr @assbutt-son-of-a-bitch @hardcollectiontrashworld @whyisbuckyso @hardcorehippos @poet-n-fangirl @lady-sloan @agentsofcap

Sorry to the people who didn’t get tagged!

Let's Pretend (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Epilogue ❤️

A/N: Here it is you guys! The Epilogue! *cries historically* I just wanted to say thank you to all of you who’ve stuck with this story! It’s my first series and y'all are hella awesome for all the positivity!! 😭❤ Pls excuse any misspelling! And most of all, enjoy! - Delilah ❤

Xxxxxxx


“Ms. Y/L/N,” Friday chimed. “Mr. Barnes requests your presence in his room.”

You couldn’t stop the grin that spread on your face. Bucky and you were an official couple now, and you couldn’t help but feel as though the world was twice the better place than before. You’d never say it out loud, but you were falling for him. And you were falling hard.

Giving Friday a subtle okay, you made your way down the corridors to Bucky’s room. As you walked, the memories of your drunken endeavors replayed in your mind. In some weird way, you had Tony to thank. If he hadn’t have stumbled upon Let’s Pretend, you and Bucky wouldn’t be in the very happy relationship that you were currently in.

Opening the door, you were met with the sight of your boyfriend on his bed, the laptop once again on his lap. He grinned at the sight of you and patted the empty space on the bed beside him. He looked so handsome it was almost painful.

“What’s up?” You ask, sliding into the space and throwing an arm over his middle. You rested your head on his shoulder and looked at the glowing screen.

“The fans are going psychotic over the videos,” he says, peering down at you with a smile. And he was right. The video had been posted two days ago and the entire site was losing their minds. The three videos were released at the same time, but of course, the real one was the highest in views.

The fans were literally divided. The first half argued that the first video was real because of the subliminal messages (even though there were none). The other half believed that the third video was real, based on the fact that instead of the usual background, the video took place in a swimming pool; thankfully they were wrong as well.

Now the third half, those were the smart ones. Instead of looking at the whole plot, they noticed small details. Like how Bucky’s hair was shorter the last time he wore the 40’s uniform. Why would he have longer hair? Why couldn’t one of the girls shapeshift him with short hair?

Another huge giveaway was your tattoo on your hip. You hadn’t told anyone that you had it, even your close friends didn’t know. So when the fans caught a glimpse of the small heart on your hip, it raised some eyebrows.

But despite all of the solid evidence, the fans were certain it was real, not because of the physicality, but the chemistry. You and Bucky were in love and it only made sense that your first time would be rather passionate. In the previous videos, it was mostly sexual playfulness between your characters. But when they saw the way your eyes stared into Bucky’s with pure passion and the way he made you orgasm so hard that you cried, they instantly knew.

The comment section was an adorable war zone.

LuckyDucky97:
“@NuggetQueenxx no it’s the first vid! Her hair is darker!!”

Mr.PizzaGod123:
“U guyz r hella dumb. It’s totes vid #3. Bucky’s dick is bigger!”

WadeWilson1982:
“Guys trust me, I’m THE Y/N expert! It’s the second video.”

WhiskeyxPrincess
“It’s the second vid y'all! Look @ how he kisses her! They never kiss!!!!”

TunaMaster99:
“@WhiskeyxPrincess I SAID THE SAME THING OMG!”

CindyTheFairyQueen:
“It’s definitely the third one. Bucky’s arm looks shinier!”

Bucky-Owns-This-Azz:
“Nah the first one is real. My friend knows them! (;“

TheRedQueen:
“@Bucky-Owns-This-Azz LIAR!”


You and Bucky continued scrolling through the comments, giggling like children at the crazed fans. As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t reach out to them. If word got out that The Winter Soldier and Y/N Y/L/N had a sextape, no one would take the Avengers seriously anymore.

Not to mention, your family would be extremely disappointed in you. And Tony would be there cackling like a crow through all of it.

You felt Bucky press a tender kiss onto your forehead.

“At least we look hot,” he says cheekily, making you both erupt in laughter.

Xxxxxxx

A week later, Bucky’s in Tony’s lab getting his usual repairs for his arm. Everything was going great, until Tony brought up his beloved missing camera that he had mysteriously stumbled upon in his old room.

Bucky nearly fell off the chair. He must’ve forgotten it after moving out of his room. You both decided that he should keep the camera, as he’d be suspected less. Everyone always suspected you when it came down to missing stuff and you never knew why.

“Maybe you left it there?” Bucky murmured. He needed to stay calm. Maybe he hadn’t seen it yet, and all Bucky need to do was sneak back in there later and delete it. Problem solved! No need to lose his head ye-

“I found a rather interesting video on there,” Tony says with a smirk as he tinkered with the super soldier’s arm. “Care to elaborate on that?”

Oh God, Y/N was going to murder him.

“I don’t know what your talking about,” Bucky meant for it to be a plain statement, but instead it came out like a question. A very squeaky question.

It’s as if life had a personal vendetta against him. Of all the people to need assistance from Tony, Steve walked in, broken iPhone in hand with a small sheepish smile. This was the fourth time cracking his screen.

“Speak of the devil,” Tony smirked. “Bucky here was just telling me about the ol’ war days.”

Steve cocked his head to the side curiously and eyed his best friend. “Oh really? You’re memories are getting better, Buck.” He pats his friend on the shoulder and pulls up one of the metal stools.

“Yeah! He was telling me about the time you got shot up and the nearest hospital was like….ten years away, haha!”

Oh no….

Steve followed Tony’s laugh with his own. “You’re gonna have to be more specific about that,” he says. “It’s happened more than I can count.”

Tony let out a cackle, clapping his hands together. Bucky was never going to get out of this. Why did life hate him so much? This is not what he had in mind when it came to karma. Death by humiliation sounded like an inane way to go.

“Well, from this particular story, a LOT happened after that, if you catch my drift.” The black haired man said with a wink. Bucky covered his face with his hands in shame.

Steve, being the pure angel he was, was completely oblivious to the innuendo. He stared at his friend, trying to recall the many near death experiences that ended in anything peculiar. But alas, he found none.

“I’m not following,” Steve admitted after a pregnant pause. Bucky let out a sigh of despair.

“You know what,” Tony says, walking to his toolbox and digging around. “I think this’ll help refresh your memory a bit.” In his hand, was THE camera that Bucky and Y/N used for the video.

“YOU KNOW WHAT,” Bucky exclaimed as he stood from the chair and began to drag Steve away. “I FORGOT WE HAD TRAINING!”

Steve wiggled in his friend’s grasp, grabbing onto various things in an attempt to make him stop. What had gotten into his friend?

“What the hell is going on?” You say, crossing your arms over your chest.

The three men freeze, staring at you with wide eyes. Tony didn’t plan on having this conversation with you present, but now he had no choice. He might’ve been a egotistical little shit, but he was certainly not a whimp.

You narrowed your eyes at him.

Okay, maybe he was a little bit.

“Tony was just trying to show me this video Bucky made for me, but he won’t let me see.” Steve replied, straightening himself up.

Your eyes widened when you saw the camera in Tony’s hand. “It’s really nothing, Steve!” You tried your best to convince him. “Like, really. Nothing.”

“Oh, it’s definitely SOMETHING.” Tony chimed in.

You shot Bucky a panicked glance, trying to fight the urge to cry. You just KNEW Tony would do something with it. He might go as far as posting it on the Stark Industries website, because that’s right up his alley.

The sound of metal being crushed broke you from your trance. Bucky had grabbed the camera from Tony’s hand and slammed it into the floor, shattering it into a million tiny pieces.

“WHAT THE FUCK, BARNES!” He shouted, his face turning an angry scarlet.

Without another word, Bucky had scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder, running as fast as he could out of the lab. The last thing you heard was Tony’s angry swears and threats.

Impressively, Bucky didn’t let you down until you both were in the safety of your shared room with the door locked. He set you on the bed gently before plopping beside you with a satisfied sigh.

You turned to him and gave him a small smack on his behind, making him jump. He frowned, turning his head and looking at you.

“I told you like ten times to pack the camera!” You pouted, narrowing your eyes at your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry, doll,” he sighed, propping himself up on his elbow. “You know how forgetful I can be.”

You roll your eyes playfully and run your hands through his hair. He leaned into your touch, putting softly.

“You know,” you say. “We could always make videos on our phones. No one will find those.”

His eyes flew open in surprise, making you laugh.

“You promise?” He asks adorably.

“Promise.”

Xxxxxxx

Steve and Natasha stared at the purple fluorescent background of Let’sPretend.com. Their eyes trailed over video after video of the pair. But what caught their attention the most was a certain video in particular.

“Captain America Gets A Fourth of July Blowjob By Black Widow!”

The thumbnail was a picture of Natasha with her finger on her lips in a shushing motion. She was dressed in only a bikini with little American flags printed on them, the top was a few sizes too small and barely covered her nipples. She was kneeling seductively in front of a semi nude Steve, who was wearing only the same white cotton briefs from before.

And dare she say it, they looked hot.

The blond took her silence as a sign of discomfort, to which he let out a small cough, gaining her attention.

“I-I’m sorry if this is too weird,” he says, reaching for the laptop, only to be stopped by Nat.

She grabs the collar of his shirt and pulls him closer, ghosting her lips against his.

“You’ve got two minutes, Cap. When get back here I want you on your hands and knees. Got it?” She asks, her eyes burning with desire.

Steve’s eyes widened at her sudden dominance before nodding, his erection already forming a tent in his gray sweatpants.

“Yes, Mistress.”


FIN. ❤


Tag List of Super Cool People That Are Awesome!!

@harleyscheekheart
@seb-smut @thatweirdgaygirl @bucky-sempai @justareader @the-winter-avengerrrrr @xxchexchickxx @karipaleta @jasontoddismydaddy @supersoldier-buckybarnes @buckybarnesbestbabe @ifyouseekatex @kaitskennedyy @stormyfandoms @brutalwerewolf @aisabel7 @cecifina @readerfans @simplyme8308 @mystery94 @megandrawsspace @amrita31199 @uninspiredjedi @loveyourselfcreateyourself @miraisnotavailable @harrisbn @typical0001 @jasura @genlovesdcb @milychetto @writemarvelousthings @jaymejoyful @hellsingonit @mycapt-ohcapt

anonymous asked:

hi! uh so I kind of want to read some historical romances but I have NO idea where to start, so could you recommend me some of your favorites?

Well hello friend you made my day with this, 

and you also made my romance co-blogger bestie @cammiemorgan​ happy with this because to say that Eri and I love historical romance would be an understatement but 

ANYWAY, here’s a list (in no particular order because I don’t rate my faves it’s too hard) (links in bold):

1. Sarah MacLean

  • Nine Rules to Break While Romancing a Rake (Love by Numbers #1) - this is my first MacLean book and I love it so much because Callie is so relatable I love her. also, the whole story is so much fun because Callie’s like fuck the society and starts masquerading as a man and do fun stuff like going to gentlemen’s clubs and fencing


2. Tessa Dare

  • Any Duchess Will Do (Spindle Cove #4) - hero duke with a meddling mother who’d love nothing but to see him settled down, issues a challenge: if ma manages to turn heroine barmaid into proper duchess material, he’d marry. MY FAVE. actually the whole series is one of my faves but THIS BOOK. MY BABY PAULINE TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD, TOO PURE. ONLY WANTS TO OPEN A LIBRARY. also kinky sex. I just have to put it in there.
  • When a Scot Ties the Knot (Castles Ever After #3) - oh MY GOOOOOD IMAGINE WRITING IMAGINARY LOVE LETTERS TO YOUR IMAGINARY LOVER WHO WAS AT WAR TO PUT YOUR MEDDLING FAMILY AT BAY WITH THE MARRIAGE TALK, KILL OFF SAID IMAGINARY LOVER, AND YEARS LATER HAVING HIM APPEARING ON YOUR DOORSTEP DEMANDING YOUR PROMISES I WOULD DI-


3. Julia Quinn

  • Because of Miss Bridgerton (Rokesbys #1) - prequel to the Bridgerton series. longtime childhood friends/nemeses/neighbours suddenly having not-so-nemeses-y feelings for each other. much fun. also the second book is coming out soon so GET ON THIS ONE


4. Lisa Kleypas

  • Devil in Winter (Wallflowers #3) - The Wallflowers series is my first LK and I love them so much I’d still rec the whole series but THIS ONE IS MY ULTIMATE FAVOURITE (it needs all caps I’m not sorry). READ IT FOR SEBASTIAN ST VINCENT THE NOTORIOUS RAKE AND EVIE JENNER THE SHY WALLFLOWER WHO BROUGHT HIM TO HIS KNEES (in both ways)
  • Devil in Spring (The Ravenels #3) - newly released. it’s about Sebastian and Evie’s son Gabriel, the new Lord St Vincent who’s got the best of both worlds: his father’s looks and his mother’s temperament, and basically just wonderful. and Pandora Ravenel is not your typical hist-rom heroine. 


4. Courtney Milan

READ HER ENTIRE WORK. GO FOR IT. NO QUESTIONS-

but if you want some place to start then Unraveled (Turner #3) is my ultimate favourite, I say this very calmly. and I can’t pick my fav among the Brothers Sinister series because they’re all my children I love them equally-


Eri also would like to mention Bitter Spirits by Jen Bennett which is set in the 20s San Francisco, and Wicked Intentions by Elizabeth Hoyt for the dirty smut lmao


we didn’t go overboard at all with this, did we, Eri

Emma loves Killian’s pretty face

It is pretty obvious that Emma is phisically attracted to Killian, you can see it from the very beginning:


And during their time in Neverland

She was speechless (as much as us) when she saw him in modern clothes

But the only time she explicitelly commented about his handsome face was here

WHEN HE LOOKED HIS WORST, COVERED WITH INJURIES, BLOOD AND DIRT!

It wasn’t until this moment when Emma decided to start a relationship with Killian:

WHEN SHE SAW REALLY HOW BEAUTIFUL HE WAS INSIDE, HOW GENEROUS AND ABLE TO SACRIFICE FOR HER

Emma likes to admire Killian: because he is handsome, and generous, tender, caring, loving and is a natural with children. Look at her lovestruck face:

Killian is a handsome man and I am sure Emma likes it, but she doesn’t love him for it (also it is not like almost everyone in this show is very attractive, Emma included)

I don’t want to discuss if Emma’s comment about Hook in the AuWishRealm was the best or not but we are sure that Emma loves Killian with all her heart, beyond his good looks

(This post is related to this one “I love Killian because he is hot”.)

(X)

Biological Kids ft. Hoseok

fluff

+ hoseok gets questioned about your two twin daughters (mixed obv, black & korean); “from where are they adopted?” and he gets upset about it, kinda goes off and goes home to you, his loving wife. you comfort him and it’s just cute.

it was just another day in seoul with your husband, hoseok and your two twin kids (8); yuri and soonyoung.

although you were upstairs, you could hear everything that was going on downstairs. soonyoung and yuri were arguing about what shoe they should wear. they were speaking english which actually made you happy since they spoke korean majority of the time.

since it wasn’t that bad of an argument, you decided to let them fuss it out and pull the covers over your head.

a faint smile appeared on your face as you heard hoseok run up the stairs. you pulled the covers down to your chest and awaited his entrance.

“baby they’re arguing in english. you know i don’t understand!” he pouted as he plopped down beside you and stared at the ceiling.

“they’re arguing about which shoes to wear.” you giggled at how cute he was when he pouted.

“ooooh…i knew that! i only.. understood…shoe though..” he struggled to say the whole sentence in english which you thought was adorable. “why are you not coming again?”

“maybe because of last night. also, maybe because the girls just got back and i think that you should spend some time with them.” you repeated for the fifth time in a sarcastic tone.

“last night…” he let out a sigh of relief and bit down on his lip as he thought about the things that occurred a few hours ago. “we should send the girls away or get a babysitter more often.”

“you’re really needy these days.” you laughed. it was the first time in about two months that you two had sexual intercourse. so, last night was incredible.

“yah don’t pretend like you’re not either.” he playfully smacked his lips.

“come here.” you giggled and spoke softly, while tugging on his shirt.

he leaned down and kissed you, while letting his hands roam wherever they pleased. you didn’t mind repeating last night even if you were sore but of course, your daughter’s were here (not that that was a bad thing). hoseok wasn’t even aware of his actions, once he had you.. he couldn’t get enou-

“ahhhh!” the twins screamed from the doorframe. “how were we made this way i don’t get it?” yuri whispered to soonyoung.

“i don’t know, but whatever aunt (a/n) says is true.” yuri shrugged.

hoseok crawled off of you and made his way over to the kids. he squated down in front of them and let out a small sigh.

“you saw that didn’t you?”

they both nodded. “yes appa we saw you touching eomma in weird ways. but it’s okay we can wipe it from our memories!” soonyoung giggled and poked at hoseok’s dimple that appeared once he looked down and smirked out of embarrassment.

“i see you two made a decision..” he said as he noticed the girls’ shoes. that smirk of embarrassment quickly turned into a proud smile.

“do we look swag like uncle yoongi?” yuri asked.

both you and hoseok cringed and laughed at the question. “not even uncle yoongi says that anymore sweethearts.” he paused and let out a light chuckle. “but you both look really cute.”

“come here…soonyoung and yuri.” you called for them. you watched as they ran over to you and jumped on the bed.

“yes mommy?!” they asked in unison.

it was a cuteness overload to see them side by side, wearing the biggest smiles on their faces. they had the same exact smile and eyes as hoseok, and of course they were cheery, just like him.

“you two are sure to get a tan, so make sure appa let’s you play out there in the sun okay? melanin is a beautiful thing, and don’t forget that.” you smiled.

“i would never not let them out in the sun! i love their tanned skin!” hoseok scoffed and sat down next to you.

“stop being a baby!” the twins said as they hopped into his arms, making him fall back.

he wrapped his arms around them and kissed the top of their heads. “sometimes eomma is just…” he paused and looked at you, making sure to choose his words carefully. “a meany and she doesn’t believe in me.”

“aww mommy!” the twins looked up at you and poked their bottom lip out, pretending to have sympathy for appa seok.

hearing what hoseok said made you scrunch your nose up and your lips purse. “baby do we have a problem? why are you lying on my name like that?” ten seconds later of trying not to laugh, you ended up letting it out.

“yahhhh see she’s crazy!” he started to laugh along with you. “but seriously, i’ll make sure that they get enough sun.”

you sat up and signaled for yuri to sit between your legs. “soonyoung can you go and get the toothbrush and edge control for me?”

soonyoung went running to the bathroom, quickly coming back with the two items that you asked for.

“i can do soonyoung’s hair.” hoseok said with hope (that you would allow him to) in his eyes.

you eyed him for a moment while you thought about wether or not you should let him. after a minute of thinking you spoke,  “fine, go ahead.”

soonyoung sat in front of hoseok and handed him the small container of edge control along with the toothbrush.

“slay my edges appa!” she said in english, getting excited that he was doing her hair.

“what did she say? appa what? a slay?” hoseok pursed his lips together.

“she said, do her edges well.” you giggled after face palming yourself. why was your husband like this?

hoseok nodded his head and started on her hair. first, he did exactly what you did; he took out soonyoung’s ponytail and replaced it with two. her part was… surprisingly straight. then, he opened up the edge control and dipped the toothbrush in.

“okay i see you..” you smirked, watching him as he went.

he did good. it was his first time and he actually laid them. you were a proud wife.

“i killed this!” he gassed himself up and high fived soonyoung after she looked in the mirror and agreed.

once you finished with yuri’s, you laid back down. since hoseok and the girls were about to leave, you were planning on catching a few more z’s.

“alright kiss mommy and tell her you’ll see her later.” he paused and waited until they were finished. “wait for me downstairs.”

“see you later eomma!” after they left, hoseok went over to you and pecked your lips. “we’ll be back later, i love you y/n.”

“i love you too.”

you watched as he left and listened as the front door shut. now, it was time to do what you loved to do; sleep.

*

“appa can you push us on the swings!?” the girls asked hoseok while they both grabbed one of his hands and pulled him towards the swing.

“okay but this is the last thing that we do before heading home.” he nodded even though it didn’t matter sense he was already on his way there. “and remember that you should ask and wait for an answer. you can’t just assume things alright?”

“alright appa.” they hopped on the swings and dangled their feet.

he checked his pockets to make sure that he still had his keys and phone before he started. “ready?”

“yes!” they shouted in unison, causing a few curious and startled heads to turn.

he began pushing them, keeping them at the same rate since they would scream ‘that’s unfair’ in a heartbeat.

while he pushed them, he couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful and unique his girls looked. their skin was the tannest skin in the park. only they had brown skin, curly hair, and that wonderful coconut oil scent.

“you two are so beautiful, you know you’re my world right?” he smiled.

“i thought eomma was your world.” yuri said out of confusion.

“she is too.” hoseok chuckled and continued to push the girls, allowing them to get higher each time. their cheers were like music to his ears. every time they cheered him on, he would just get happier.

“excuse me?” an unfamiliar voice called from behind him.

he turned around slowly until he was facing the unknown person. he smiled once he noticed that it was an ajumma. “hello, is there something wrong?”

“um well yes.. i’m kind of curious.” she was a blushing mess but hoseok brushed off her weird vibe since things like this happened often. 

“curious about what?” he raised his eyebrows and looked back for a second to make sure that the girls were still behind him. they were still swinging, having a random conversation with each other.

“those two girls that you were just pushi-”

“my daughter’s? what about them?” he started to go into protective daddy mode.

“ohh they’re your…daughter’s? from where did you adopt them?” she kept that same smile on her face. she didn’t have a clue.

hoseok inhaled a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. he did not want to curse an older woman out, he could never forgive himself. he ended up not saying anything and instead, he just stared at her.

“hello? where did you get them from?” she pushed on the question. “they can’t possibly be your biological children.” she laughed.

“these are my biological children and i’m married, to a beautiful black woman. i’m not about to let you disrespect my family like this. it’s people like you who can’t get over the past and yourselves. realize that the world is changing. interracial relationships are happening these days and interracial children are being made. my two daughters and my wife don’t deserve this. they’re people just like you. it was very ignorant of you to just assume that they were adopted. think twice before you say shit lady. and you’re lucky that my wife isn’t here. she would’ve..” he shook his head and stopped himself from going any further. he decided that it was best to just walk away to the car and get the girls.

as he strapped them in, he heard someone running up to him.

“hey! hey! hey!” the same lady shouted as she stopped in front of him. “i want to apolo-”

“then apologize.” he spoke sternly as he cut her off.

“i’m so sorry if i offended or upsetted you, i’m just not used to seeing… mixed children or at least not a black and korean family. it’s new and so i’m sorry for my ignorance.”

all that hoseok could do was nod and get into the car. as he started the engine, he looked at the girls. he observed their facial features; eyes and lips just like his; a nose just like yours and their skin was like caramel and honey. 

aside from their unique beauty, they looked worn out, which was what he expected since they moved around so much.

“y'all are tired?” he asked the obvious question.

they both tilted their heads to the side and made that ‘you know the answer’ face that you always made. “yes appa.” they said in unison.

he chuckled and turned back around. “do you want to bring eomma some food back?”

“yes if we get food too!” they responded.

“crazy…” he chuckled again and said to himself. of course everyone was gonna get food. 

you hated when hoseok would bring food for you and the kids but not himself. ever since you told him that, he would make sure that he got something to eat too. eating together as a family in the household was a must.

🍜

“eomma!” the girls shouted at the top of their lungs as they ran upstairs to you.

they jumped on the bed to wake you up…but…that didn’t work. you were in a deep sleep.

“appa! eomma won’t wake up!” yuri shouted which caused hoseok to run up the stairs.

“y/n…” he called your name. you didn’t answer, so he continued to call your name until he realized that that wouldn’t work. “go downstairs and eat. me and eomma will be down in a minute.” he told the girls.

once they left out of the room, he climbed on top of you and kissed you all over your face. “baby..baby…baby…i have food.”

as expected, your eyes shot open and you pushed him off of you. “where…?” you looked around.

“downstairs.” he paused once he caught the death glare that you had sent him. “anyways, baby something happened today at the park and i’m upset about it.” his smile faded as he remembered what happened earlier.

“what happened?” you pursed your lips together and sat up.

“an ajumma….she asked if yuri and soonyoung we’re adopted.” he spoke lowly.

“and what did you say? you raised an eyebrow, hoping that he would tell you about how he cursed her out or something along those lines.

“let’s just say, i let her know some things.” he paused and sighed. “i just hate that there’s actual people out here that thinks that our daughters are adopted. they make it seem like i did something wrong.”

you shook your head and tugged on his clothing, indicating that you wanted him to come closer. he slid over to you and rested his head on your stomach. he grabbed your right hand and didn’t let it go.  “baby, there will always be ignorant people in this world but the best that we can do is ignore them and not let them interfere with our happiness. you know, narrow minded and adjusted people hate to see those who are like insurgents to the ‘normal or right way’ enjoying their life….they have to try to fuck it up somehow. that’s just how it goes. but we…we are a strong family. we are with those insurgents. when we’re happy, they’re not. yuri and soonyoung are such blessings to both me and you aren’t they?” you paused to let him answer your obvious question.

“yes, i love my daughter’s to death. i love you too.” he sniffled and wiped  his face which let you know that he was crying.

“yuri and soonyoung!” you shouted.

within seconds, your two little sunshines came running into the room. their smiles quickly faded though, once they saw that their father was in tears.

“appa..? what’s wrong?” soonyoung asked, on the verge of tears.

“it’s okay soonyoung, he’s crying because…he loves.” you said while rubbing his back in a circular motion. “how much do you love appa?”

“i love appa so so so so so so much! i love him with all my heart!” yuri said as she jumped up and down.

“i love him so very much. he is my bestfriend.” soonyoung added on.

“and i love you more than anything so stop crying and give your wife and kids a hug.” you giggled and ran your fingers through his hair until he got up and pulled yuri and soonyoung into a hug

“i love the both of you so much.” they hugged him back. it was honestly the cutest when the three of them hugged, the love of your life and the beautiful children that the two of you created..it was your aesthetic.

“come here baby.” hoseok reached an arm out to you, you went over to them and joined in on the hug.

“nothing will ever break us apart alright? we are a strong and beautiful family. let no one tell you anything different.” (-hoseok)

🍜

#TeachMe

“I could teach you.”

And Sherlock clears his throat.

Looks at the ground.

Tries to work out where, precisely, that suggestion came from- Since he certainly hadn’t meant to offer his teaching services today.

Molly’s blinking up at him, her expression startled. His heart is thudding rather loudly in his chest- So loud that he feels an odd terror she’ll be able to hear it. That she’ll be able to tell that, whatever his attempts at nonchalance, his last offer was far from casual. The urge to babble under her gaze is becoming almost overwhelming but he tamps it down, makes himself look at her-

When he speaks next, his voice is surprisingly even.

Keep reading

Fp’s Kid (Part 1) - Jughead Jones x Reader

Can you guys let me know if you actually want a part 2? This is kind of shitty AF

Masterlist  Part 2

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

As he walked into the canteen he wouldn’t show it but he was scared. Most of the kids here were serpents. They wouldn’t appreciate a new kid around but this is where the powers that be wanted him. As he entered, one girl with the darkest mascara but the sweetest face he had ever seen stood up, causing the whole room to go silent, he noticed the jacket she wore - black leather with the serpents on the back probably like many others in the room but hers was slightly too big, as if it wasn’t hers,

“You’re FP’s kid, right? He stood in stunned silence for a moment,

"yeah?”

“Your dad did my dad a solid. My dad would have been sent down for a long time if it wasn’t for yours. I owe you Jughead, and I’m sure that a lot of these idiots could say the same.” the people around her agreed, various ‘yeah’s’ could be heard around the room, “it’s good to have you back Jughead. You’re one of us.” Two people parted on the bench near her, making space for him to come and sit with them, doing so without hesitation.

He laughed and chatted, fitting in like never before. He had noticed the girl who had stood up before watching him every so often, her face looked oddly familiar but he couldn’t figure out why.

She stood once again and people went quiet once again, they had serious respect for this girl, “Come with me, I’ll show you around.” he stood with her, only just realising how much smaller she was compared to him, she was even more beautiful up close.

“So you’re part of my dads 'gang’ then?” he asked jokingly,

“kind of, It’s my brothers jacket - you know him, actually. Joaquin, he’s with Kevin.”
“How come you wear it?”

“I haven’t got mine yet, your dad always wanted to give me mine himself. So I’m waiting for him to get out.”
“Sounds like my dad prefers you to me.” he murmured, “They all respect you, a lot.” she smiled a little,

“We’re a family, that’s all the serpents are. It’s your family as much as it is mine.” They passed through some doors and onto a yard that was surrounded by fences, very unlike Riverdale high. He smiled wistfully, the two of you remaining quiet as she sat in the grass and he leaded against a nearby tree admiring the way she would fidget with the edges of her sleeves.

“I recognise you from somewhere.” he questioned her and she seemed to panic,

“That’s because we have met before.”

“Wait what?” He was in utter confusion and she had to admit it hurt a little.

“Our fathers are good friends, you know. They’re close, like brothers.” She hadn’t really looked at him the whole time, “I was born two days after you, Jughead. We were children together.”

“Why can’t I remember any of this?”

“I only really remember from photos and what your dad told me. After Jellybean was born, your mum wanted to move north, she wasn’t a serpent. So you left.” Jughead pondered over everything she had said, not really knowing what to say so nodded pensively, “as you grew up at Riverdale, your dad realised that you didn’t want anything to do with us, with the serpents. Then your mum and Jellybean left and FP had no one left. Jughead scoffed,

"Yeah, HE lost everything.”
“Your dad was so proud when you were born!” she accused, getting defensive, “It was me and my brother who had to check up on him. My dad who had to deal with him drunk.” Jughead looked down at her, his face blank, chewing his lip a little as she calmed down. “As he realised you weren’t coming back he passed the serpents onto Joaquin - me and him are like children to him as much as you are. Whenever your dad wasn’t around my dad would be in charge. FP had hoped he would pass command, so to speak, down to you but no.” she was fiddling with her hands, barley looking at him as he sat beside her, “after Joaquin came out your father decided it would my kids after him, if I ever had any.”

“Why wouldn’t you?”
“Because the person people wanted to be with isn’t around much.”

“Wait you would have had to be with some guy people chose?!”

“God no!” she almost screamed, “We’re a gang not some bloody cult” she laughed, even that was gorgeous and was the complete opposite of her tough exterior, “our families are close, we were close, that’s is the one thing I do remember, everyone thought that as we grew up we would be together someday but, yeah…” She trailed off, she had been getting quieter as she spoke,

“So we were meant to…?”

“Yes. We were close Jughead, really close.” she seemed vulnerable, she had lost that hard, confident exterior that she had shown in the canteen. “When you didn’t remember me, and Joaquin had to sit me down and tell me you didn’t seem to care anymore, hugging me as I cried over my lost best friend, telling me you weren’t like you used to be, you were no longer happy, It hurt me. I always remembered you Jughead.” she had a small tear in her eye as she pulled out a photo from her oversized jacket and handed it to him. It was him and her, about two or three years old, sat beside each other staring at each other with the biggest smiles of your lives on each others faces, holding hands.

“We were cute kids,” he smiled but it was only a fragment of the smile from the picture. He turned it over to find another photo, you were slightly older and Jugheads arm was around you and his lips were pressed to her cheek, at the drive in and his beanie wonky. “we were cute together.” he mumbled looking up at her. “Why can’t I remember any of this?”

“Your dad told me you began to shut everything out after you had moved. You only spoke to Jellybean and rarely to your parents. You apparently refused to talk about me or Southside or anyone else. It was like we had never existed. It got worse when your mum left.”

“How could I forget you?” he said more to himself, raking his hands through his hair after removing his beanie and tugging at his locks roughly. She leaned over, pulling his hands away from his head to stop him clawing too much,

“Jughead, it’s okay.”

“No it’s no…” he trailed off as he finally looked into your eyes again, his hands in yours and he remembered. He remembered her. He remembered how she would laugh as he attacked her with tickles or how she would sneak into the drive in with his family, staying over because his parents were like a second family to her. He remembered how she had given him this beanie…

Keep reading

Modern Times

Pairing: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers x Reader // Nat, Clint, Sam, Tony, Wanda.

Warning: cynically none Romantic, being blunt about none relationships and sex.

A/N: This is something I found randomly in my saves figured I would post it. See what y’all think.

A one shot about Reader whose a none romantic and doesn’t believe in relationships trying to explain her lifestyle to the Avengers Team, specifically the two men from the 40′s who don’t understand as she teases them.

“It just doesn’t make sense.” Steve shakes his head. Nat and Wanda laugh, Tony shrugs, Sam nods that grin on his lips, Clint is watching you with curiosity.

Keep reading

I told you I spent an entire day drawing Silmarillion children! Here’s a bunch of dark-haired babies.

5

Eric x Reader

Part One


“We all know why we’re here, (Y/N) would you like to explain yourself?” Max asked as he hurried in and sat down, not looking at Eric or Tori.

“Running to Abnegation gave my child the best chance to correctly decide on her faction.” You said seriously and everyone seemed to be taken back.

“So, you were pregnant before you left?” Eric asked through gritted teeth.

“Yes, less than two percent of Dauntless children leave Dauntless I wanted to give my child a chance to experience a faction that had a higher…” Eric shook his head and stood up.

“Are you saying that she wouldn’t have the chance to change factions if I raised her!” Eric snapped and Max motioned for him to sit.

Keep reading

So I worked at a grocery up in New England, and during my probation period I tried to be super nice, and would come in whenever they called me if I could. I often ended up working 7 days a week bc they would call me in every day off I had for some reason or another.

Well cut to a bit before my probation period ended, I started socializing with old friends, so sometimes on my days off if they called me, I couldn’t come in. I would let them know I was too far away from home to get to work when they wanted, or that I was just unavailable.

Well one day while I was at work my MOD, this old woman who had been working there for like 30 years and scared everyone into doing her bidding, asked if I could take a shift on a day I had off, and when I told her no she got super pissed, and ended her rant about lazy young people with “you dont have any children, so you have no excuse to say no”

I didnt say anything, I just turned around and went on my break. Bc what I wanted to say wasn’t nice.

This same person tried to make me collect carts bc my Dr hadnt yet faxed a note to the manager saying “she has a very bad back, do not let her pull carts”. She told me “Well until you get that note, you’re GONNA go get carts.”

I replied “I ain’t GONNA do anything but Stay Puerto Rican and die. ”

She looked like she was gonna have a heart attack bc for almost 5 months I let them say whatever they wanted, and work me like a dog, I dont think she knew what to do when I finally snapped back at her.

Fuck managers who think they can rob their employees of all their time and dignity.

anonymous asked:

Did you ever name Feysand's son? I would say he's nameless but that hits a bit too close to home rip

Don’t remind me fam. 

And yes! I did! And like I could just tell you orrrrrrrrrrr

******

“I don’t know where he is.” Eleana told Rhys, a trace of panic lining her face. His son was only one month old, and was already casing so much commotion that Rhys could tell there would never be a dull moment in his life.

Rhys glared playfully at his daughter. He was sitting peacefully on his couch reading a book when he heard her rummaging around upstairs. He knew exactly where his son was, of course he bloody did, but playing with his twenty-three-year-old daughter was too good of an opportunity to miss.

“What do you mean you don’t know where he is?”

“I thought he should have a nap, and then I decided I wanted one too, but then I woke up and he wasn’t down here so I checked the whole house and it’s not like he could’ve flown away, he can barely open his wings! And I have no idea where he is,” She cried.

“I’m not bothered.” He stood up, put his book down and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

“How can you not be worried? He’s so small!” She wailed.

Rhys decided the joke was over and smoothed back the hair from her face. “I’m not worried because I believe his sudden disappearance probably has to do with your mate gallivanting out of here with him about fifty minutes ago. I think they went shopping for Theodosia’s birthday.”

Eleana pushed his away and smacked his chest. “Why would you do that?!  And that bastard! He took my baby brother literally from my arms while I was sleeping. I was so scared.” She breathed a sigh of relief, and before Rhys could reply he heard someone come in the front door.

There was a very limited number of people it could be due to the wards, and he guessed it was the bastard that Eleana loved so much. As usual, he was correct, and her husband came in with his son nestled into one arm and bags in the other.

He stopped dead when he saw the furious look on Eleana’s face, and lowered the bags to the ground. “Hey,” he said slowly.

She stomped up to him and snatched away her brother. “I’m mad at you,” She kissed the baby’s head while sashaying away from her mate, Kaden.

Kaden looked at him for help, but Rhys simply laughed and shook his head while on the way to the kitchen to get his son, Hazael, a bottle. Little Haz was usually breastfed by Feyre, but she was away dealing with a small rebellion in one of the Illyrian camps. They had refused to accept one of her new reforms, and she wanted to deal with it herself. Rhys said he would go, so she could rest, but she told him males may need a month to recover from a significant event but she was a strong woman who was perfectly capable thank you very much.

Rhys warmed the bottle with his magic and made his way back to his children. He was met with the sight of Eleana leaning over and kissing her mate, so she must not be that mad.

They looked like a little family all together. With Haz in between them while they looked so affectionately at each other, it was like a vision into the future. Eleana handed Haz back to her mate - his perfect little baby was so small that he could fit into the crooks of people’s elbows easily. Rhys smiled fondly and let them be. He knelt down so he could inspect the bags of shopping Kaden had gotten, wanting to know what they had gotten his niece Thea for her birthday. He was surprised to see pink baby’s clothing, which was strange considering there were no babies in their family that would need such things. There were also toys, dummies, bottles…

Rhys reeled back in shock. Eleana had been acting so emotional lately, not just today but over the last week he’d noticed her moods swinging sporadically. And to buy all these clothes…

“Oh. Um. Ah. Eleana. Kaden. Um. Oh.” He sputtered. He turned to look at them, his eyes so wide you could see a ring of purple around his irises. He looked at Eleana’s abdomen, trying to discern whether she had a baby bump or not.

“Papa, are you okay?” She said, concern in her voice. She only called him papa on days she was particularly happy. She did a lot when she was a child, less when she grew, and now her child would be calling him grandpa.

Feyre Feyre Feyre Feyre Feyre Feyre

He had to summon his mate here as fast as they could, so they could celebrate their baby girl on her – Oh cauldron, on her baby girl from the looks of it.

He was in shock to say the least. Why hadn’t she told him? They were so close, and this was such huge news. He wanted what she wanted, no matter what it was, and if this was it then so be it. A little Eleana with blonde hair, or a little Eleana with eyes so dark when you looked into them it was like falling into the night sky.

Rhys pulled out a pink onesie from the bag. He was shook to the point where he was shaking slightly. His chest had seized from the emotion, and his mouth gaped open and closed trying to form the words. What came out instead were noises that were either a groan, a moan, or a gag. He ended up just pointing at Eleana, and then at the onesie. She gasped when she realised what he thought.

“Oh. No! No. Nope. Noooo. Not today. Na-da. Definitely not. Oh no.” She moved towards him and got to her knees so she could look him in the eye. “I’m not pregnant.”

“Are you sure? Because you’ve been so emotional lately and if you’re just not ready to tell me that’s okay-” Rhys started crying then - very real tears that fell like a waterfall. “Is it because you don’t think I would be happy? I’m not sure I’m ready to be a grandfather but I would love the baby so much,” he sobbed. “and I would buy you all the chocolate and pickles you want just like I did with your mother. I’m just really surprised,” he hiccupped, “it was only a month ago you told me you weren’t ready for children, and now this!” He pulled her to him, sobbing into her hair – he was a blubbering mess.

I’m not pregnant.” She looked pointedly at her mate and waved him over. He brought Haz to her. “These are clothes that Kaden got for the orphan program in Hewn City, and I’m emotional because I’m on my cycle.” She brought Haz between herself and Rhys, presenting him to her father. “I’m not ready for this. We are not ready for this.” She looked achingly at Kaden. “I don’t need to tell you why, because you already know, but it will be a really long time before we’re ready to even think about children. It’s good to know that you’d be excited though!”

“Really? You aren’t having a baby? You’re sure?”

“Of course I’m sure.” Her face crumpled, and she held back a sob. “You would be the first person I tell - even before that bastard probably.” His daughter got to her feet and pulled him up with her.

“I mean, he’s so oblivious sometimes he might not even notice.” Rhys teased. Rhys took Haz from her arms, cradling him gently. He was squirmy and started to whine from being jostled around so many people, and Rhys hadn’t given him his bottle yet.

Eleana pressed kisses over her brother’s face, then skipped back to her mate.

Rhys admired the pair – knowing that one day, when the timing was better and his daughter was ready, they would be fantastic parents. Until then, “would you two mind taking Haz for a few hours? I may have already told your mother you’re with child, and I think I have a lot of explaining and making up to do. Or she could very well kill me.”

******

*pssst* if you want more Rhys + babies = goodness, check out my masterlist  

Princessa

Summary: Reader is Raphael’s right hand woman. She befriends Simon and accepts his choices, she makes him feel welcome at Hotel Dumort.

Characters: Reader, Raphael Santiago, Simon Lewis, Clary Fairchild, Lightwood Duo, Luke Garroway, mention of Jace Wayland

Fandom: Shadowhunters (TV)

Word Count: 784

Keep reading

Pregnancy - Carl Gallagher

Request: Can you do a Carl imagine where the reader Is pregnant and when the reader tells him and he runs away and the reader goes to Fiona crying and Fiona yells at Carl and fluffy ending please😀😀😀

Warnings: fluffy lil Carl, angry Carl, Carl being a dick

Pairing: Carl Gallagher x Reader

Word Count: 1231


————

“Carl, I have something to tell you, but you have to promise me that you won’t freak out” I say to Carl as I put my hands on his shoulders to try and get him to sit down on the couch. He nods at me when we are both sitting down so I put his hands in mine and begin to speak. “Carl, I went to the free clinic today” He nods at me listening to my every word.

“I’m pregnant, Carl” I whisper out, hoping he can hear me.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He stands up and is now yelling at me “How could you let this happen? This is so fucking irresponsible of you” 

“Are you fucking serious?” I don’t know what the hell he thought was going to happen when he started yelling at me. 

“Are you seriously blaming this on me?” I am so mad at him I can’t help but stand and begin to walk away, I turn around to say one last thing “Maybe if you ever went to school you would know that it’s the sperm, which in fact comes from the penis that will get someone pregnant” and with that, I walk out the back door to go to the backyard.

This is where I see Fiona sitting and smoking on the stairs, I hated Carl in this moment. I felt like I was over reacting because how else was a 16 year old boy going to react to his girlfriend being pregnant. I heard the front door slam as I sat down with Fiona, I could feel the tears trying to work their way to the surface of my eyes but I wouldn’t let them. I didn’t want Fiona to see me crying because of Carl.

“What’s up with you, Y/N?” She looks at me and I give her a confused look “You came out here, sat down and didn’t say a word. You never walk into a room without saying a word” She nudges me with her shoulder and a fraction of a smile comes onto my face, I don’t feel like smiling right now.

“So, what is the problem?” Fiona asks me again and I feel like I have to tell her, she is like a sister to me even though I already have two.

“Don’t be mad” I look at her, I know she doesn’t want any of the kids to have children at a young age, I was here when Debby got pregnant and I saw how she reacted then.

“Fiona” I take a deep breath “I am pregnant” I tell her the same way I told Carl, maybe it will turn out differently this time. She lets out a deep breath and puts her head in her hands, I hear a low groan coming from her.

“Okay, we can deal with this” She stands up and starts pacing back and forth “You can just get an abortion like I did”

“I can’t just get rid of it, you know my family doesn’t have the money and they aren’t even going to let me in the house if I tell them that I am pregnant” I quickly say back, she knows all of this and still says it.

“I think Carl ran away, I told him and he said it was my fault then left” I told Fiona “I don’t know what to do, Fi. My life has gone to shit in just one day, how am I supposed to do anything with a baby” Fiona sits down beside me and hugs me. She hugged me until we heard the front door slam shut again. 

We walked back inside and like I suspected it was Carl, he was sitting on the couch when I walked into the kitchen to get to Debby’s room. I didn’t want to have to deal with Carl right now and I can’t just go home.

I make it to Debby’s room when I hear yelling coming from downstairs, it’s Fiona and Carl of course. Whenever they didn’t agree on something the whole house would know about it, Debby looked at me knowing it was my fault as soon as I got into her room.

I tell her everything that has happened and she was so excited for me, she said that it would be so much fun to have kids at the same time. But I can only see it as the rest of my life being taken away from me, I can’t do anything I want to do with a kid. She keeps talking to me to keep me distracted from the fight going on, I could only hear the muffled sounds through the wall.

I was laying on the bed looking at the ceiling when there was a soft knock on the door, I could hear the door opening slowly then a soft voice was heard.
“Y/N, can we talk” I turn my head to face the door, it was Carl peaking his head through. I sat up slowly, I could never be prepared for whatever is going to happen to us.

I walk into Carls room and sit on the bed across from the door, Carl walks in behind me and closes the door. He comes over to sit beside me on the bed, we both sit there in an awkward silence waiting for someone to speak, I know it’s not going to be me.

“I’m sorry, okay” Carl sighs, he was the first one to speak after almost 5 minutes, imagine that 5 minutes of silence with someone who just yelled at you.

“What are we going to do?” He asks me, he thinks I have thought up my life plan in the last 1 hour, he is dumber than I thought. 

“I have no idea, Carl” I sigh and look down to my fingers. I just want to go to sleep, I feel like this day has been going on forever.

“Hey maybe we can get on sixteen and pregnant and get money from being on the show” Carl jokes, but I can’t help but think about how good it would be to get the money from a tv show. I give him a weak smile and go to get up, Carl stands up behind me and reaches for my hand turning me around.

“I’m sorry baby” he points at my stomach and then looks back up to me “girl” Then he gives me a quick peck on the lips, when he pulls away he has a smirk on his face. He thinks he is so funny, making all of these jokes and it was but I couldn’t let him know that. 

He sits back down on the edge of the bed and looks at me, he softly tugs on my wrist to bring me down to his lap. He gives me a kiss on the forehead then, places a kiss on the tip of my nose. My smile is weak and I can feel the sleepiness growing stronger so I get off Carl’s lap and crawl into bed, I lay down and nudge Carls back with my foot indicating for him to come lay down. He gets into bed and snuggles up behind me placing his arm over my waist and onto my stomach, he begins to draw shapes onto it until I fall asleep.

Now Or Never

“Tommy, you can not come in here!” I heard Polly shout. My vision was blurry and I was sweating everywhere. Blood stained the bed I was laying on. I could see Tommy trying to fight his way through the group of men holding him back, just to get to me.

Polly sat in front of me, telling me to hang in there as she tried to soothe me.

Another sharp pain came and I screamed out, trying to bare it. Tommy was shouting at his three brothers and cousin, threatening their lives if they didn’t let him through.

“Something’s not right Pol. It hurts different than last time.” I said, barely above a whisper.

“I know, I know. Just hang in there.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

“If things go wrong, I want you to save my baby Polly. Tommy will try and fight it, but you save this baby first.”

“Y/N. He would never forgive me if I did that.”

“It’s not his body. He does not get to be the boss in this situation. Not here, not now.”

The pain was getting worse and I continued to lose consciousness.

“Polly don’t let her die. Don’t fucking let her die!” I heard Tommy shouting.

“Okay Y/N. The baby is trying to come out now. You have to stay awake.” I tried to keep my eyes open, but I didn’t have the strength. “Ada, come and sit next to her. You keep her up or she will die and this baby will die.”

Ada sat beside me, but she wasn’t there for long.

“Ada move.” A deep voice said. Seconds later I could smell the cologne I gifted to Tommy for his birthday. He grabbed my hand and placed a kiss on my knuckles.

“Tommy. I will always love you.”

“You say that like this is goodbye.” He wiped my forehead with a cloth, kissing it afterwards.

“It could be.”

“Okay. Now or never. Y/N, i need you to push, okay? Can you do that?” I nodded weakly and took a deep breath, using all the energy I could muster to try and push this baby out. I squeezed Tommy’s hand while screaming as loud as I could, feeling immeasurable pain. “You’re doing great. Give me another push.”

“I can’t Pol. It hurts too bad.”

“Y/N if you stop now I’m going to lose you. I don’t think I can go on if you die. So I need you to listen to Polly and push. I’m right here.” I nodded and took a few deep breaths before pushing again, feeling some of the pain go away after a few seconds. Polly reached for the blanket Ada was giving her. I could see her wrapping the baby up and walking to the other side of the room to lay him down.

“He’s not crying.” I said to Tommy. “I can’t hear him.”

“It’s fine. Worry about keeping your eyes open, okay?” Tommy kissed my lips, lingering for a second. “Polly what’s happening? What are you doing?”

“I’m tired Thomas.” He gently grabbed my face, trying to talk to me.

“Do not go to sleep.” He said loudly. “Polly put that baby down and come here.”

When Polly didn’t listen he became furious.

“Leave the fucking baby to Ada and save my wife!” Polly shook her head.

“She told me to save the baby Tommy. She told me what she wanted.” His hands went to his head, like his brain was exploding inside his skull.

“Polly please. I’m begging you.” His voice cracked. I had never seen Tommy cry before.

I reached up and touched his face. “Everything will be fine Thomas.” I looked into his eyes. “I hope he has your eyes. Those Shelby eyes. They’re gorgeous.” He managed to stifle a chuckle out. “Raise our children to be ordinary. I want them to be safe.” He shook his head and stood up, reaching for the gun in his holster. He cocked back the hammer and placed the cold metal barrel on Polly’s temple.

That was the last thing I saw before the darkness took over.

—– Part two?? Feedback is appreciated 💕