i went to the pool today


ninoir week day 5: cosplay

i was considering doing something for @siderealsandman‘s au fic [read it if u haven’t!!], but then frickin’ abbey broke me with her day 5 prompt last night [read it read it read it!!!]  and i am a huge a sucker for angst, so i needed to draw for it… mostly the last pic, but the others, i imagine that’s how things went lmao.

Curvy Hips and Pretty Lips - Loki

Curvy Hips and Pretty Lips Masterlist

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson X Reader

Words: 1189

Warnings: it’s Loki the god of Mischief. You bet your sexy ass it’ll be the most NSFW of all of them

@dark-night-sky-99 requested: Hey!! I love your writing, and absolutely love how you take conscious of us curvy girls, not many care so thank you!!, I was recently reading your Curvy hips and pretty lips series and I know it’s closed but I was wondering if you could do something similar with Loki since he’s my favorite character and I’ve never read about him and a curvy reader before.

A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE. Comments appreciated and welcomed. This is the first time I write for Loki so be kind :)

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The Pool
  • Hufflepuff: *Is happily splashing around*
  • Ravenclaw: I wonder what the ratio is of pee to water in here...
  • Slytherin: *Is preparing to flip the Ravenclaw of the floaty they commandeered earlier*
  • Gryffindor: I'M GONNA DO A THING
  • Hufflepuff: Gryffindor! DO NOT SPLASH ME!
  • Gryffindor: *Splashes Hufflepuff*
  • Slytherin: *Stops stalking Ravenclaw to bring the wrath of hell upon Gryffindor*
Whatever U Want

Summary: When Y/N finally has a few hours to herself, she decides to use her time wisely. By wisely that  means calling her favorite phone sex line  Whatever U Want.  After several different session with the sexy Ryan, she begins to think it might be her best friend Dean.

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader, Annie (OFC)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Phone sex, dirty talk, female masturbation, sex toys, boners

Rated M

Word Count: 1,651

A/N: This was my submission for @notnaturalanahi Crack Challenge! Thank you again for giving me an extension.Thanks again to @impala-dreamer for beta reading my stuff!  Feedback is always welcomed I hope you enjoy!

Part Two

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Originally posted by hugs4sammy

“Dean?” You called out from your room down the hall in the bunker. You turned your head slightly, waiting to hear if he would respond to you. After you didn’t get a response from Dean you looked towards Sam’s room, the door shut. “Hey Sam!” You went silent again waiting for any kind of answer.

Letting out the breath you had been holding in, you shut your bedroom door. The two of them must have finally gone on that supply run they were bickering about this morning. Which meant you had an hour or two of alone time all for yourself! Seeing how the three of you had been crammed in a motel room for a good week, you needed a break from the testosterone. You needed some personal playtime with yourself more than ever.

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The Mistake (Epilogue) - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “The One With The Revelation”

Author’s Note: Welp, it’s here. I’m just as sad to see this series go as you guys. This has been one of the greatest joys to write and I want to thank all of you for loving it as much as I have. Your comments and messages have meant the world to me. My forever thanks is to @fillthevoid-stilinski for asking me to write this series for her. I never would’ve done this without your prompting, Em, and it has brought me endless happiness so thank you for being such a source of inspiration and motivation. I have a few more bonus chapters that will be listed on the masterlist for The Mistake, but this is the end. This is my version of “You got off the plane.” from Friends. Thank you all again. 

Summary: Stiles and Y/n spend her twenty-seventh birthday in a place that holds a lot of meaning to them both. They then return a year later to make a commitment to each other. 

Prologue - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Epilogue 

Bonuses: #1#2 - #3 - #4 - #5 - #6 - #7 - #8Masterlist

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You enjoyed the warm mid-May breeze blowing across your cheek, and what it meant: summer was coming again. You listened to the rustling of the new leaves above your head, shading you from direct contact with the warming sun, and you sighed happily. You laughed when you suddenly felt a rough and wet tongue wipe across your cheek. You brought your hands up to grab at the shaggy-haired dog, keeping him from drenching your face in spittle, then heard the jingling of keys getting closer. You opened your eyes and saw Cespedes standing right next to your head, panting and happy, then tilted your head back against the blanket underneath you, and saw Stiles jogging.

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anonymous asked:

Hi^^ wow the stories are really good, i really enjoy itㅠㅠ can i requst too? A session in the class, you as a student and wonwoo as a teacher. I seriously cant get over him with that glasses omg he looks smart yet hot :""""

I might have overdone the build-up a little BUT I FELT LIKE THIS NEEDED IT. also I agree with Wonwoo in glasses omg now that is a look!

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”W-Wonwoo, ah–”

As your alarm started ringing, your eyes shot wide open, and you were immediately painfully aware of the wetness pooling between your legs as well as the dream you had just had, and the memory only increased the heat in the pit of your stomach, and you winced when you got out of your bed.

“I can’t believe I just,” you mumbled, half-asleep, while turning your alarm off, the pulsation of your pussy clouding your thoughts. You swallowed, trying to think about everything but the dream you had just woken up from. Shivering, you shook your head. “Thank god I don’t have his lessons today.”

You went on about your morning as per usual, but you were unable to get your thoughts off the handsome - hot, actually - substitute teacher who had been teaching you literature for the past three months and would continue until the end of the school year, which was still a few months away.

From early on you had found him attractive, with his sharp eyes and rare yet incredibly cute smile, and it hardly helped that he was fairly young, too, and treated each of his students kindly. Sure, you had played with different lewd thoughts before, but you could never have even thought that you’d one day see a wet dream about him.

The worst part was that you weren’t bothered by it, really, and were instead mostly frustrated because the dream was so damn good and left you annoyingly horny: not even a cool shower before heading to school eased it.

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We are Sikh

Fifth largest religion in the world, and people are ignorant enough to call us Hindus or Muslims. Educate yourself.

  • We are Sikh. Our faith matters to us. So much so that we will gladly give our life fighting for what we believe in as many saint soldiers have done in the past, including our own Gurus.
  • Sikh mothers had their newly borns chopped, limb by limb and then placed around their necks like garlands. This was the price they payed for not converting to another religion, those brave Sikh women remained in high spirits and sang the praises of Guru Nanak & Vaheguru.
  • We made up less than 2% of the Indian population yet 67% of the Indian army were Sikhs.
  • The first battle for freedom from British was won by Sikhs, when after loss of many lives in 1929 they were able to take over the charge of their shrines from British.
  • Our ninth Guru, Guru Tegh Bahadur Ji offered to sacrifice his life to protect another religion. He laid down his life in defense of religious tolerance, freedom of worship, and freedom of religion. He gave his life for the Hindus’ right to wear the sacred thread despite the fact that Sikhs themselves do not believe in these rituals. This was martyrdom for the defense of basic human values.
  • In 1709, Guru Gobind Singh Ji left this world with a lifetime of heroic events which changed the History of India. (which I cannot even compress enough to make it into this text post &  still do it justice)
  • Bhagat Singh while studying in Berkeley University in California went back to Punjab to fight against the British army and was hanged in 1913 while fighting for freedom.
  • Punjab lost its most fertile part to Pakistan during the partition. However, today due to hard labor of Sikh farmers, the Punjab in India produces much higher quantities of food grain than the fertile Punjab in Pakistan. Punjab contributes 40% of rice and 51% of wheat into the central pool of food grains in India.
  • On April 13, 1919, the British conducted Jallianwala Bagh massacre, which consisted of killing 1300 unarmed Indians, 62% of those who were Sikhs in a single day.
  • 1984; we don’t even KNOW how many Sikhs were brutally murdered in the most inhumane ways possible because the Indian government burnt all the bodies without keeping track.

And that’s not even half of the history covered; 
Seeing news like the picture above absolutely shatters my heart, our Gurus and martyrs didn’t give up their life to be called someone we’re not. We have  been given a unique identity so that the world may recognise a single Sikh in a crowd of hundreds of thousands of people.

  • We wear a turban in which we have a small wooden comb to keep and protect our sacred gift from God, our uncut hair, our Kes.
  • We wear a Kara (iron bracelet) to resemble handcuffs, which reminds a Sikh to be a servant of the Guru & think twice about doing evil deeds.
  • We wear a Kirpan (a sword) which symbolises dignity, self-reliance, capacity and readiness to always defend the weak and the oppressed.
  • We wear a Kachera (undershorts) which reminds the Sikh of the need for self-restrain over passions, lust and desires.

A Sikh is a devotee first and to protect his devotion, a Sikh is a warrior as well. A real Sikh will never let weapons take the precedence over his spiritual values and devotion. A real Sikh will always help the one in need and fight for him/her regardless of the person’s caste, color or religion. When all other means of self-protection fail, the Sikh can use his sword to protect himself and others. A Sikh is never to use his sword to attack anyone.

So please, don’t call us something we’re not. We are Sikh. But before that, we are human.

Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 1/?)

So on my other blog I asked if someone would like series imagine when Montgomery is fwb with reader and because I got over 70 notes at the moment and felt like a rockstar I decided to start a new blog for this and for everything related to 13 reasons why.

1. It’s going to be a series, so they haven’t gotten really close yet.
2. English is not my first language, I’m sorry for any grammar mistakes or something, if you spot any, feel free to let me know :)

It was last Friday before school started again and Bryce decided to throw his typical huge pool party. You didn’t really feel like coming but Sheri called you about 50 times in last two days asking you to come and you finally gave up.
“Mom, I’m leaving! See you tomorrow!”, you shouted leaving the house. Your parents let you stay at Sheri’s place so you didn’t have to worry about coming home and still being a little buzzed.
“Bye honey, have a nice time!”, you heard your mom when you were closing the door.
Jeff, you best friend, was already here, waiting for you in his car.
“Jeez, I always have to wait for you”, he said when you got in.
“It’s nice to see you too, Jeffrey”, you ignored his moaning.
“Don’t make me wait for you after the party, or I will leave you there", he threatened, but you knew it was a joke.
You have known each other since you were 5 years old, he’s for you like a brother and he treats keeping Bryce away from you as his full time job.
“I’m staying at Sheri’s place so you don’t have to wait, don’t worry”, you smiled at him.
“Someone’s gonna get wasted today, huh?”
“I don’t know yet, Sheri made me go", I shrugged my arms.
Fifteen minutes lates we were at Bryce’s place, Jeff stopped the car and you went at the back of the house.
“Yooo, Jeff, Y/N!”, Justin Foley was the first one to notice you two.
“Hi Justin”, you answered looking for Sheri.
“Hey, you”, suddenly she jumped on you from behind. “ You got everything?”
“Yep, ready for sleepover”, you smiled.
“ Great!”, she clapped. “Where’s your bathing suit? Get changed and lets go to the pool”
“It’s already on me”, you let her look under your t-shirt dress.
“What do you have there, I wanna see too”, you hear Montgomery as he comes to you and Sheri and he puts his arms around your and her shoulders.
“You’re funny man, Monty, really funny”, you clapped his chest, and go with Sheri to put your stuff next to hers.
“I think he has a thing for you”, she said.
“Who, Monty?”, you laughed. “Come on, he has a thing for anything that moves”.
Suddenly someone grabbed you around the waist and throwed you into the pool.
“What the fuck?!”, you screamed when you resurfaced out of the water and saw who throwed you in. “Zach, you know I can’t swim”.
“Yeah, that’s why Justin waits right there, to grab you if there was a need”.
You turned around and saw Justin standing behind you.
“ Great, but couldn’t you wait until I take my dress off?”, you asked.
“Come on, we’ll grab some drinks, you’ll hang your dress on chair, it will be dry in less than hour”, Sheri gave you her hand and helped you get out of the pool.
You are a simple girl, you see vodka, you mix it with cola and so you did this time. You took of your dress and suddenly Monty showed up out of nowhere.
“I will wait in the pool”, Sheri mumbled and went to the pool as fast as glass full of drink let her.
“Lookin’ good, Y/N”, he said as he eyed you up and down.
You took a straw, put it in the glass, turned towards him, put it in your mouth and took a sip looking straight in his face while he stared at your lips probably imagining the straw was his dick.
Fucking horny bastard , you thought to yourself.
“In your dreams, Montgomery, in your dreams”, you walked past him.
“We’ll see”, he whispered.
You went to the pool and sat next to Sheri.
“Hi, guys”, Jessica swam to you. “What did you said to Monty, he stares at you all the time”, she asked.
“I told you”, Sheri punched your arm.
“And I told you”, you punched her too, “that he stares at anything that moves”.
“Well, yeah, it’s Montgomery, but…”, Jess took a break to take a sip of her drink, “there are bunch of hot girls in bathing suit today and he stares ONLY at you”.
“Probably because I’m one of very few left that didn’t make out with him”.
“You know, that if you do it some time, we won’t judge you”.
“Okay, I will make it clear”, you put your glass at the edge of the pool. “I admit, he’s fucking handsome and… I mean… Look at those abs. But other than that he’s so fucking stupid, typical arrogant jock, hot head that is first to fight”
“Alright then”, Sheri smiled.
All three of you are in the cheerleaders team so you spend some time talking about new routines and moves you could incorporate.
“Ladies”, Justin and Jeff came up to you, “ We need two of you to play a round of beer pong with us”.
“You drink, Atkins?”, you asked.
“No, I’m just gonna throw the ball, someone else is gonna do the drinking part”
It was obvious Jess is gonna play with Justin and because Sheri wasnt really into drinking games you had to play with Jeff.
“I just finished my drink, so I’m in, just bring me my dress” you pointed it as you didn’t want to walk past bunch od jockes wearing only bathing suit.
“Yes, ma'am”, he went to grab it and you slowly got out of the water.
You and Jess both were terrible at beer pong, so the game lasted ages and more and more people were gathering around the table waiting for their turn. You throw a ball and missed again.
“ Oh fuck me, Y/L/N”, Monty rolled his eyes.
“You wouldn’t handle this, babe”, you answered and everyone giggled waiting for him to response. Justin giggled so much he missed the shot while Jessica and Sheri stand speechless with their mouths open.
“Alright”, he said with a halfsmile.
Few hours later it got chillier, so you get in hot tub with few other people.
“Guys, I gotta go”, Jeff came over to say bye.
“You leaving?”
“Yeah, I promised dad to help him in the morning”, he said. “Girls”, he turned to you and Sheri, “if you need a ride home just call me.”
“My dad will pick us up, but thank you”, Sheri said.
“Okay, see you on Monday”
“Bye, Jeff”, you waved at him.
Some time later Sheri went to help other girl get to the bathroom, cause she felt sick and Justin and Jessica left too after you told them to get a room when the started heavy make out session. You soon regret it, cause suddenly it was only you and Montgomery. He got into got tub, holding to shots of tequila.
“Will you do me this honor?”, he handed you one of the shots.
“Whatever”, you rolled your eyes and drank tequila looking him right in the eyes.
“So…”, he started with a cocky grin on his face. “It’s just two of us. In a hot tub. Wearing barely anything”
“I already said it today, but I will repeat it for you”, you lean a little bit towards him, “this time read my lips. In. Your. Dreams. Monty”.
“Oh really?”, he asked still looking at your lips.
You felt his hand softly going up and down your back, you could’ve moved away but somehow you didn’t want to. He grabbed your waist, pull you closer and basically attacked you with his lips. And again, you didn’t push him away. Instead, you tucked your fingers into his hair pulling yourself even closer to him. You still hated him as a person, nothing has changed, but there was something about his kisses and his touch, you didn’t know what it was, but you didn’t want it to stop. It made shivers going down your spine. You felt him smiling as he moved his lips to your ear.
“Liberty high’s sweetheart also has needs, huh?”, he whispered and started kissing your neck. Alright, Monty came back to being Monty.
You felt his abs clenched under your touch.
Oh boy, I will fuck you up and you will not like it , you thought.
You felt him sucking your collarbone.
“No hickeys, Monty”, you slightly moved away.
“As you wish”, he pulled you back closer, started kissing you jaw. His hands went from your thighs, to your butt, squized it, went higher up to untie your bra.
“Easy boy”, you moved away from him, he couldn’t reach your back anymore so he placed them on your thighs moving closer again.
“No, no, no”, you whispered putting your foot on his strategic place and rub it gently.
Seeing grin of satisfaction on his face, you slowly came closer, but he wasted no time, grabbed you by your hips, put on his lap and kissed you again. You took his hands and put them on edges of hot tub.
“Keep your hands to yourself”, you said looking him in the eyes.
Your hands went slowly through his elbows to shoulders and down chest to the abs. You sucked his bottom lip, put tip of finger under his boxers and moved it from hip to hip. You felt him growing under you.
“Do I turn you on?”, you asked getting of his lap, placing your hands on the inside of his thighs.
“God, you’re so hot”, he whispered.
“Y/N!”, you heard Sheri.
What a perfect timing.
“Yep?”, you asked.
She was standing in the entrance and couldn’t see you from there but you still moved as far away from Monty as possible.
He looked confused as fuck.
“My dad is here, we gotta go”, she shouted.
“Okay, I’m coming”.
“I’ll bring you a towel, so you can dry yourself”, she went back inside.
“What the fuck are you doing?”, Montgomery asked, still confused.
“Liberty high’s fuckboy also can get played, huh?”, you whispered into his ear.
You left the hot tub.
“Get back in here!”
“Or what? You gonna chase me around with your boner?”
You saw Sheri coming up.
“It was fun”, you said louder.
“Here”, she gave you a towel.
“Thanks”, you started drying yourself.
“Boys are inside, they have some weed if you want”.
“Thanks, Sheri, I’m good”, de la Cruz tried his best to sound normal.
Sheri helped you pick up your stuff, you looked at Montgomery, saw him biting his fist. You put your dress on and grab your stuff.
“Good talk, Monty, see you on Monday”, you waved and followed Sheri to the car with a smile of the satisfaction on your face.

Let me know what you think, is it okay if I write in second person (is that even second person)? More action and more smut coming soon x

Hard to Choose

Bucky x Reader
Summary You’ve got a crush on Bucky and are always teasing him when things come to a head by the pool one day.
Warnings Fluff!!! Sweet fluff! Maybe a bad word
AN This was written for @bladebarnes 2K challenge. My sentence prompt was She/He had a both a demon and an angel sitting on her/his shoulders, vying for attention. (Though I’ve changed it for second person narration.)I hope you like it!

You lounged on the chair by the rooftop pool watching the others behind your sunglasses. Sam and Scott were racing each other in the pool, Steve was cannonballing, and Bucky was sitting on the edge of the pool, just dipping his feet in. You realized you never saw Bucky swim and weren’t sure if he knew how or if it would damage his arm.

You turned next to you and looked at Wanda, “Hey Wan? Do you know why Bucky never swims?”

“I think he just doesn’t like the water.”

“But he can swim, right?”

“As far as I know. Y/N, what are you planning?”

You let out a little giggle, “Don’t you worry.” You stood up, smiling, “I’m going to get a drink, want anything?”

“Sure. Iced tea, please.”

You made sure to walk by Bucky as you walked towards the kitchen to get your drinks. “Hey Barnes. No swimming for you?”

He looked at you, warily, “Not feeling it, Y/N. You?”

“Maybe later. Want a drink?”

“Nah, thanks though.”

When you came back, you made sure to walk by Bucky only this time, you brushed up against his back, “Sorry, Barnes.”

After downing your drink you cannonballed into the pool, making sure you were close enough to almost splash Bucky.

“Oopsie,” you called out, “Sorry, Barnes.” You shot him a smile as you floated by, kicking water at him just barely splashing him.

You don’t know why you were antagonizing him, but when it came to Bucky, you had both a demon and an angel sitting on your shoulders, vying for attention, always teasing him and pushing his buttons. Mainly, it was because you had such a crush on him. Today, you knew you wouldn’t stop until you got him wet.

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Baby Love

A Love Story is Better With You: Baby Love - One Shot Series #5


Your morning had begun slowly. You had woken up to a cold mug of tea sitting by your bedside, with a little note, scribbled with Harry’s handwriting. 

Morning my love, had to pop out to the grocery store, was going to make breakfast, and realized we didn’t have eggs among other things. I should be home soon, love you x -H

You sighed, leaning against the headboard, with a steady groan, placing a palm on your belly giving it a soft rub. “You better come soon, little bub. Mumma can barely move with you being so low” you chuckling, feeling a soft kick. 

You grabbed your tea, taking a small sip, letting the cool liquid sooth your dry throat, before slowly swinging your legs over the bed,resting on the floor and waddling to the bathroom, to use the toilet and brush your teeth. 


You were making your way down your stairs slowly, when you heard the front door close, and Harry’s head popped into the foyer. 

“Oh, you’re up! Good morning gorgeous” he smiled, waiting for you to reach the bottom of the staircase before pecking your lips. 

You chuckled dryly, before peeking into the brown grocery bags he held in his hands, fingers curling around the handles of the bag.

“Not feeling that gorgeous this morning, but thank you” you softly smiling, following him into the kitchen as you placed a hand on your hip, giving it a soft rub, while trying not to show your discomfort. 

“You alright? How’s our little girl?” he smirked, pulling all the groceries out the brown bags, and placing the things that needed to be in the fridge, in the fridge along with other things in the cupboard. 

“Backs just been playing up, feels really sore” you whispered, feeling a strange pain make it’s way down your back.

“And who said it was a girl?” you retorted. 

“Fathers Intuition. Hasn’t to be a real thing, hmm?” he questioned and you clicked your tongue and nodded, just to wipe that smirk off his face. 

“Mhm, alright, whatever you say, mister.”


You were sitting on the couch, snuggled into Harry with your feet planted up on Harry’s thighs as he softly rubbed them and kept his eyes focused on the telly, as Friends was playing reruns. 

You suddenly closed your eyes, scrunching up your nose as a sharp pain made it’s way down your back and you winced through your teeth.

Harry’s brows furrowed, hands quickly stopping their movement on your feet and calves thinking he had hurt you.

“You sure you’re all right?” he questioned, sitting up more firmly, eyeing you suspiciously.

“Yeah, it was just this weird pain, I’ve never felt it before” you whispered, wiping your eyes as the tears suddenly appeared out of no where and you chuckled. 

“I don’t even know why i’m crying”

He chuckled, leaning over kissing your forehead before standing up and cleaning up your two dirty mugs that were finished with tea.


The pains had died down for about an hour, but they came back when you decided to lay down on your bed to take a small nap, tiredness hooding your eyes.

Crap” you winced, sitting up straight and pressing a palm to the bottom of your back.

“Harry?” you called, hoping he had heard you. 

“Harry?!” you whimpered out, eyes closed trying to focus on your breathing as tears coated your eyes. 

You had gotten up, just about to look for Harry as he stormed into the room.

“Hey, hey. You alright?” he cooed, making his way over to you, wiping at your wet cheeks as he pressed your head into his chest. 

“It hurts so bad” you whimpered.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to call the midwife, you’ve been having these pains for a while, maybe you’re going into labor-”

You moaned lowly, leaning your head against the his chest, putting up your hand in attempt to get him to shush, and hush he did, as you swayed your hips back and forth.

“No, there isn’t a point!” you shouted suddenly, wiping the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand as you swayed your hips back and forth.

It seemed that your sudden outburst had him push back a little and guilt immediately sat heavy on your chest. 

“I’m sorry” you whispered. “I didn’t mean to shout, it just hurts so bad, and I didn’t mean to and now I feel bad-” you rambled, but he shook his head, bringing you closed to him again before pressing his lips to your forehead.

“Nothing to apologize for my love” he reassured.  

You sniffled with a nod.

“It’s just, my water hasn’t broken, and they won’t admit me unless it has” you panted, suddenly feeling that pain creep it’s way down your back and through belly. 

“Oh, shit” you panted. 

Harry kept his place, right where he was as you leaned against him, swaying your hips back and forth. 

“That’s good, just like that.” he praised, hearing your pant through the contraction.

You tearfully nodded, as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

“I’m just so scared.” you whispered, shakily and he nodded. 

“Me too, and that’s okay” he whispered, bringing you close, and rubbing your back. 

“Leave me to be scared. You have nothing to be afraid of, you’re going to be safe. I’m right here. Let me be worried for the both of us” 

You nodded, sniffling against him as another sharp pain was making it’s way down your back and you squeezed your eyes shut, biting into his shoulder. 

“Breath with it” he spoke again softly into your ear, leading by example by ushering a few breaths and you followed. 

“There you go” he whispered with a gentle smile. 

You smiled, leaning your forehead against his shoulder. 

“Can you imagine if we actually had our baby today?” you whispered, looking up at him with a tired smile. 

“We’d finally get to meet our little bean” you sniffled, wiping at your eyes. 

“I cannot wait” he gushed. 

You smiled, wiping at your wet eyes, when a sudden feeling made it’s way in between your legs. 

“Baby, did you just pee your pants?” he chuckled. “Not that it’s bad or anything, we could clean it up-”

Your eyes went wide, looking down, seeing a small pool of liquid between your two feet. 

“I didn’t pee myself Harry. I think my water just broke” you let out, heart starting to race. 

His eyes went wide for a second, face going pale. 

“W-What?” he stuttered. “Are you sure you didn’t just pee yourself?”

“Harry!” you whimpered vulnerably, swatting at his chest as your back began to ache again and you groaned. 

“Right, okay. okay. Your water broke” he spoke out again, mostly to just get the realization to sink in that today, the two of you would finally be having your baby. 

He quickly grabbed his keys, and slipped on his shoes, quickly slipping on your flats for you, and helping you down the stairs.

“Okay, let’s go” he ushered, helping you out to the foyer and towards the door. 

“Bag” you panted with closed eyes. “Hospital bag”

Right, yes! Hospital bag” he checked, looking around and remembering you had it placed next to your night stand, in the bedroom. He quickly darted back up the stairs, skipping each step before barging into the room, heart pounding and grabbing the bag and slinging it over his shoulder and running downstairs. 

“Got the bag, now lets go have ourselves a baby” he whispered, getting a soft smile from your and a kiss to your cheek. 


You waddled your way out the hospital bathroom, in your hospital robe, and had the nurse help you tie the strings in the back. 

“How do I look?” you softly joked, giving him a small spin, as you wiggled your toes in your warm socks, since the hospital floors were pretty chilly. 

“So sexy” he smirked, planting a soft kiss on your lips and helping you into the bed. 

“How are your contractions?” he checked, eyeing you but the nurse interrupted. 

“Very good, about 3 to 4 minutes apart, which is good. Soon they’ll be getting closer. She’s a good 6 centimeters dialed, the last time I checked, so your little baby could be here any time soon” she smiled. 

“Do you know the gender?” she questioned, looking at the computer, to fill in updated information. 

“No, we decided we’d like to keep it a surprise” Harry smiled, stroking the hair off your forehead and smiling down at you. 

Oh, that’s excited” she gushed. 

“Although, he is pretty adamant that it’s a girl” you chuckled, looking up at him with an eye roll. 

“Claims it’s his fatherly intuition”

“Well, we’ll just have to see in a matter of a couple hours hopefully, if he’s right” she smiled, jotting down a couple more notes into your binder of information and putting it away.

“Alright, i’ll be back in a couple hours to check how you’re progressing, maybe sooner if your little bub decides to speed up the process a bit” she chuckled, excusing herself and leaving the room. 


“I don’t know if I could do this anymore” you whispered, shaking your head from side to side as the tears slid down your cheeks. 

“Harry I can’t do it. I can’t push” you panted, as he swept the tears off your cheeks. 

“Yes you can baby, I know you can” he whispered, focusing his eyes just on you as the nurses and midwife began to situate everything in place, and begin to get ready for the process of getting you to push. 

“I’m so scared” you whispered, fright lacing your voice, and in this very moment, Harry felt heartbroken. 

Heartbroken because as much as he wanted to help you, he knew there was nothing he could do. He couldn’t take the pain away for you, he couldn’t do the pushing for you, he couldn’t do anything. The only thing he could do was be right by your side and encourage you and let you know that he was there. 

“Look at me” he whispered, beyond all the commotion. “Baby, look at me.” he repeated, placing a hand on your cheek to gain your full attention. 

“I know you can do it, and I know you’re scared, but you are so strong. The strongest woman I know. It’ll be a little bit of pushing and then we’ll finally see our little bub, the one we’ve been waiting for on months” he smiled. “I’m going to be right here beside you. You’re not alone. There’s no need to be scared, I’ll be scared for the both of us. You just take a deep breath and do what you do best, be strong” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

“I’m right here, and I love you”

You sniffled, nodding your head, quickly knuckling at your eyes. 

“I love you too, Harry”


“Alright sweetie, you ready to start pushing?” you midwife questioned with an excited smile. 

“As ready as i’ll ever be” you replied, with a nervous chuckle. 

“Alright, well follow your body. When you feel the need to push, just do it. Follow what your body tells you to do” she explained, and you nodded. 

Seconds later, you felt a contraction start to come along and the sudden urge to push, was greater then ever. 

“Perfect!” she encouraged. “Just like that, you’re doing beautifully!” she smiled. 

“You’re doing so well baby, i love you” Harry smiled, stroking the hair out your face and gently patting it with a cool towel. 

“Alright, one more time!” the nurse encouraged, grabbing onto your knee and counting down from ten, as you pushed with everything you had in you.


“I can’t!” you panted, slumping back, forehead all wet with sweat, tears rolling down your cheeks. 

“I can’t do it. I can’t” you whimpered uselessly as Harry nodded his head. 

“I know baby, I know you’re tired, but you’re so close” he whispered, with hope in his voice. “Our bub is only minutes away from getting here. You can do it, I know you can” he reassured, squeezing your hand tightly. 

You felt another rush of a contraction make it’s way through your body, as you pushed as hard as you could. 

“Agh, bloody hell!” you shouted. 

“That’s beautiful! The head is out, would you like to see?” she questioned, with a smile. 

You nodded, quickly, as Harry did as well and she brought out a mirror. 

“Oh my!” you croaked, tears streaming down your face. 

“Oh baby, look at all that hair” Harry croaked, tears streaming down his face, voice rattled with tears. 

“Alright, now all i’m going to need from you for right now, is to pant. You’re going to want to push, but don’t. This is the part where the shoulders are going to come out. You may feel a burning sensation, but don’t push, I don’t want you to tear. So when you feel your next contraction come, just pant” she explained. 

Harry stayed close next to you, one hand around your shoulders as his other hand was tightly in yours for you to squeeze at any moment needed. 

“Oh, shoot!” you groaned, panting through gritted teeth, as you felt a burning sensation. 

“That’s beautiful, just like that, shoulders are almost out!” she cheered, doing what she had to do. 

“Agh, it burns!” you cried, moving your head into Harry’s shoulder, trying to withhold a scream. 

“Alright!” the midwife edged on happily. “Here we are!” she called out happily, as the baby slid out and you released a sigh of relief as she placed the baby on your chest, as the baby wailed loudly. 

It’s a boy!” the nurse called out. “7:48 PM” another nurse called out, noting the time of his birth. 

“A boy?” you breathed, shocked and overwhelmed. 

“Oh my goodness, we have a boy!” Harry exclaimed, tears rolling down his cheeks as he pressed a soft kiss against your lips. 

“Oh my gosh” you cried. “You’re so beautiful” you croaked wetly, swiping a finger down his chubby cheek as you sniffled. 

“Oh my, hey little guy” Harry breathed. 

“Oh sweetheart, you did so well. I’m so proud of you.” Harry grinned, cheeks wet but eyes holding such an amount of love and pride, you just couldn’t help but smile. 


“Alright, 7 pounds and 9 ounces!” the midwife smiled, taking your little boy, after taking his length and weight before swaddling him up and handing him to you. 

“Enjoy him, he’s beautiful” the nurse smiling, making sure you were comfortable and reassuring that if you needed anything, to just press the red caller button and someone would be down the assist. 


You sniffled, wiping away at your eyes, as your little boy latched onto your chest, quite quickly before nuzzling close to you and suckling away. 

Harry stirred awake, eyes going wide. 

“Are you okay? Does something hurt?” he questioned, getting up from the uncomfortable chair, back a bit stiff before quickly walking over to you. 

“No, no” you chuckled groggily, throat dry. 

“He just latched on so quickly” you whispered, voice wavering. “I was so worried he wouldn’t, but he just started to whimper, and his lips were suckling together so I figured he was hungry, and he just went at it right away” you smiled, looking down at him. 

“That’s my boy!” Harry smirked, lightening up the mood a bit and you rolled your eyes with a giggle. 

“Oh shush” you whispered. 

“What are we going to name him…” you questioned to yourself and to him. “We were so set on the idea that it’d probably be a girl, that we didn’t even think of that many boy names” you chuckled, looking up at Harry as the little boy ate away. 

“Hmm, what about Oliver? We could call him Ollie?” he suggested. 

You look down at the little boy and shrugged your shoulders. 

“He doesn’t look like much of an Oliver to me.” you debated. 

You heart stopped, as a name suddenly came to mind, and you felt as if it were perfect. You and Harry had spent a brief moment speaking of it months back, but thinking of the name, you just knew that it had to be his name. 

“What about, Theodore?” you questioned, looking up at him. “We could call him Theo.” 

“Theodore Styles…” he tested out. 

After a moment of quite, he looked down and smiled at you. 

“I love it” he whispered. “Our little Theo” he sniffled, swiping a finger down his cheek.


Harry was awoken to small little whimpers beside him. He cracked an eye open to see you deeply asleep, so he quietly got up and made his way to the little bassinet where Theo was laid. 

“Hey, little guy” he whispered, careful to not wake you, since you needed the rest.

Harry gently placed his hand under his head and swiftly brought him close to his chest. 

Grabbing the soft blanket, you two had brought from home, he sat down on the reclining chair, gently taking off his shirt, and placing Theo on his chest and covering them both with the soft blanket. 

“Hey Theo…” he whispered, gently rocking back and forth. 

“You’re so beautiful, gosh, I really did not think you were going to be a boy” he chuckled softly. “But i’m so glad, I can’t imagine it any other way” he whispered.

“I hope I’ll be a good daddy for you”

“I’ll promise to always be there for you, bud. I’ll be there to kiss the boo boo’s away, i’ll be there at all your football matches, if that’s what you decided you wanna play when you get a bit older. I promise i’ll always be there for a chat if you ever need one, but I promise to love you, no matter what you do, because you’ll always be my little boy” he whispered.


You were awoken to a gentle tap at the door. You cracked an eye open, seeing Harry with Theo in his arms, snuggled close as Anne popped her head in.

“Hello, hello!” you whispered excitingly, placing her bag down quickly and making her way to you, giving you a warm embrace, kissing your cheek before making her way over to Harry.

“Oh, goodness” she whispered, hands instantly covering her mouth as tears coated her eyes. 

There was a moment of silence, before her eyes went wide. 

“It’s a boy?!” she gasped quietly, eyes going wide, looking between the two of you, as she saw his bassinet with the words “It’s a boy!” labeled on the side. 

“It’s a boy” you smiled, heart growing warm, as Anne placed her head on Harry’s shoulder, fawning over the new little member of the family. 

“Can I hold him?” she wavered, clearing her throat to get rid of the shakiness of her voice. 

“Of course, mum” Harry chuckled, waiting for her to quickly sanitize her hands before stepping beside him and having the baby placed into her hold. 

He whimpered slightly, but once replaced in another pair of warm arms, he snuggled close, with a snuffled nose, before going back to sleep. 

“Oh, he’s just beautiful” she gushed, running a finger down his cheek, before taking a seat on the edge of your bed. 

“How was the delivery?” she questioned, looking up at you. 

“It was hard.” you spoke truthfully. “If Harry hadn’t been there, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to do it” you softly smiled as he pressed a kiss to the side of your forehead. 

There was a moment of silence, all eyes on Theo.

“So mum…” Harry started. 

“We’d officially like for you to meet…Theodore Robin Styles” Harry whispered, eyeing you with a soft smile as Anne’s head shot up. 

“What?” she whispered tearfully. 

“Mhm” you whispered, wiping at your eyes.

“We figured it would play out well, he was such an amazing man, he was always there for Harry, and we want Theo to have a part of him.” you whispered, tears rattling your voice. 

“Oh goodness, he would have loved it” she sniffled, looking up at the ceiling to try and contain her tears. 

“Oh, mum” Harry whispered, sitting beside her and embracing her.

“Thank you, that’s just…so beautiful” she whispered. “I’m sure he loves it” she smiled softly, looking down at Theo.

“What a wonderful little boy…” she whispered. 

Oh, but was she right, he really was a wonderful little boy. 


here we have it, the birth of the first Styles’ baby, Little Theo! Hopefully you enjoyed, let me know what you thought, and if you have any requests be sure to send them to my ask box! lots of love x

You’re a One Hit Wonder, Baby

Your older brother is a boxer. Through his competitions, you come to meet Park Woojin, another boxer, who catches your eye.

  • for anon who requested a boxer!au
  • took me forever bc school just started and i already got like two essays to write rip

  • your older brother by one year was a boxer, and so you were often dragged to the events that he competed in
  • he was quite good, competing at state and national levels
  • and of course, as his loyal younger siblings, you were dragged along
  • it was basically slave labor– you carried his things inside the competition, handed him sweat towels, carried his (now sweaty) things back outside the competition
  • it was a vicious cycle
  • he had a fairly important match approaching, one that he needed to score a certain amount of points to qualify for a specific tournament
  • of course, you accompanied him to the match since it was on the weekend, the familiar early mornings and car rides already a constant in your life
  • you were juggling his gloves, water bottle, duffel bag, and snacks when someone ran into you, making you drop everything
  • “oh my god, i’m sorry”
  • your heart stopped
  • like actually stopped
  • the absolute cutest guy you’d ever seen was crouching down and collecting your brothers various bags of almonds and peanuts
  • he had inky black hair, ear piercings and a snaggletooth, and the sheepish smile he sent you as he handed you your brother’s snacks was enough to melt you into a puddle of goo
  • “(y/n), what’s up with you?” your brothers asked as he nudged you, waiting for one of the officials to announce where his match would take place
  • you shook your head, realizing that you’d been daydreaming about the guy
  • “nothing, sorry.”
  • as you were going to the water fountain to grab some more water for your brother after his own match was over, you heard loud cheering from one of the other rooms
  • the guy from earlier was smiling bashfully in the middle of the ring as an older man– presumably his coach, pounded his back
  • the smile made his snaggletooth appear, and you smiled
  • you were a bit surprised that the guy was one of the competing boxers, you definitely weren’t complaining at the glimpse you caught of him shirtless and sweaty
  • “i guess woojinnie won his round too,” your brother said, coming up behind you, “you got that water yet?”
  • “yeah, here,” you replied, holding the bottle out to him “and woojinnie?”
  • “his full name is park woojin,” your brother explained, “he’s been boxing for almost as long as I have, so we know each other pretty well. I’m surprised you two haven’t met yet– he’s about the same age as you.”
  • you started seeing woojin more and more at tournaments and such
  • the tournament pool wasn’t that large, so it wasn’t surprising, but no amount of times would make the fluttering in your stomach go away when you saw woojin
  • one weekend, you knew for sure that your brother didn’t have any tournaments, so you were confused as to why he was waking up so early and getting ready
  • “you don’t have a match today, idiot,” you sighed, rolling your eyes
  • “i know, dumbass,” he shot back, “woojin’s big qualifier is today, i was thinking of going to support him. wanna go?”
  • normally, when he went to support one of his boxer friends, you didn’t tag along, but this time you nodded, throwing on a simple sweatshirt and jeans
  • your brother, who was able to drive, got the two of you to the venue
  • you followed behind him a bit timidly as he entered the venue, easily finding seats next to some of his boxing friends, daehwi, youngmin and donghyun
  • “hey, i’m gonna head to the bathroom,” you whispered to your brother, getting out of your seat to quickly run to the bathroom before woojin’s match started
  • as you were exiting the bathroom, you bumped into someone
  • again, you’d ran straight into woojin, whose arms darted out to steady you
  • “are you okay?” you asked in alarm, realizing how pale and nervous he looked
  • “i’ll be alright,” he managed to say, sending you a smile
  • “good luck!” you said cheerfully, sending woojin a wide smile
  • he began blushing, looking over at you awkwardly before his gaze darted to the ground
  • “thanks, (y/n).”
  • as you settled back down with your brother and his friends, you wondered how exactly woojin knew your name
  • despite his nerves, woojin did incredibly well, securing a place in the next tournament and completely obliterating his opponent
  • you cheered loudly of course, clapping vigorously as his coach lifted woojin’s right hand up proudly
  • “hey (y/n), the boys are gonna grab lunch over at the diner, you wanna come?” your brother asked as people began filing out of the venue
  • you agreed, the sound of fries and a milkshake sounding particularly enticing
  • when you entered the diner behind your brother, you were surprised to see woojin sitting in a booth with his other friends, considering he’d just participated in a pretty intense match
  • obviously you congratulated him on a win, and he blushed at your compliment, staring down at the vanilla shake in front of him
  • the meal went fairly smoothly
  • youngmin and donghyun occasionally asked you about school and how your life was going, and you answered their questions easily before going back to your food
  • you were just sipping the dregs of your milkshake, turning to your brother to ask when he was going to get going, when you noticed him texting furiously
  • “fuck, my girlfriend is pissed at me,” he groaned, sighing heavily, “(y/n), I don’t think I can drive you home.”
  • “oh, woojin, weren’t you saying you wanted to head home?” youngmin asked, turning to woojin, whose eyes widened almost comically
  • “um,” he said through a mouthful of burger, “yeah. we can leave soon, if you’d like.”
  • after paying for your shares of the bill, you and woojin got up, saying bye to everyone before heading out onto the street
  • “congrats again,” you commented, doing your best to make small talk, despite the insane amount of pounding going on in your heart
  • “thank you,” woojin smiled sheepishly, “to be honest, i was a bit nervous knowing that you were there.”
  • “oh, why do i make you nervous?” you asked, alarmed and worried that maybe you’d done something to make woojin weird around you
  • “wait, what?” woojin turned to you, confused
  • “you said that you were nervous, i just wasn’t sure why,” you repeated yourself
  • “i said that outloud?” woojin clapped a hand over his mouth, ears turning pink
  • “uh,” you raised an eyebrow, “yes?”
  • woojin whined, cheeks turning a bit red to, “that’s so embarrassing, i’m so sorry.”
  • “wait, why is it embarrassing? i’m so confused,” you laughed, shaking your head at woojin’s weird attitude
  • woojin looked down at you and let out a huge breath before he began talking again
  • “(y/n), I really like you, and I have for a while,” he confessed quickly, his words blurring together, “I understand if you say no, but I’d really like it if you would go on a date with me.”
  • you smiled broadly at that, looking up at the boy with hopeful eyes
  • “I would absolutely love to.”
  • woojin heaved a sigh of relief, clearly happy with your response
  • “you have no idea how many times i’ve imagined this moment in my head,” he laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment
  • “did any of those include this?” you asked before kissing him on the cheek quickly, your own cheeks gaining a light pink dusting
  • woojin smiled, reaching down to lace his fingers with yours, “of course~ what kind of pining dreamer would I be without that?”
Hot Tub (Connor Murphy x Reader)

“Hot Tub”

Connor Murphy x Reader

So this is the first explicit smut I’ve published on here- if you don’t want to read it, feel free to scroll past! All of the explicit-ness is under the “read more” tag.

Side note: This features a female reader! If you want a male reader version shoot me an ask and I’ll whip it up for you!

Request: “193, 174, 168, and 163 with dom!connor x reader???”


“ Good girl. ”

“ Take off your clothes. ”

“ You’re in trouble now. ”

“ Fuck me. “

These will be bolded in the text itself.

WARNINGS: Graphic and descriptive sexual content. All children leave immediately. I will not be responsible for any psychological/mental or physical damages caused by reading this smut. Disclaimer over. Also there’s swearing. Have fun kiddos.


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Hotel Rooms and Postmates

request: hello can you do prompts about spending time with shawn in a hotel room thank you

Dropping the suitcase you were holding, you all but collapsed onto the king-sized mattress in front of you. Joining Shawn on his tour was one of the best decisions you’ve made, aside from the days when you were just traveling on the tour bus. You were an adventerous type, so being cooped up in the bus got to you after a few hours. “You good, hun?” Shawn asked, chuckling when he saw you lying on the bed.

“Tired. Excited to sleep in a real bed tonight.” You spoke, voice muffled from the comforter.

The singer jumped onto the bed next to you, and turned so he was looking at you. “It is a pretty nice bed.”

“Hey, lovebirds,” Andrew knocked on the door frame, since Shawn didn’t close the door when he walked into the room. “There’s nothing on the schedule for today, so the day’s yours. Just like, let Jake know if you go out. Some fans were waiting at the hotel entrance whenever I went to grab another key.”

Shawn rose his hand, giving his manager a thumbs up, before hearing the door close. “What do you wanna do today, hm?” Shawn asked, sitting up and playing with your hair.

“Do you wanna take a walk? Maybe see what the pool looks like?” You asked, wanting to stretch your legs.

“Sounds like a plan.” Shawn smiled, standing up. You two grabbed your hotel keys, and exited the room. Shawn grabbed your hand, and the two of you meandered down to the lobby. Shawn could see some fans loitering outside, and he supressed a laugh. “They’re cute.”

You nodded, agreeing with him. The receptionist glanced outside, and then at Shawn. “If you’d like to go outside, Mr. Mendes, I was told that you’ll need security.”

“Yeah, but we don’t wanna go out right now. Thank you, though.” He smiled, and you two turned to walk down the hall towards the pool.

A few hours later, after returning to your hotel room, you two were just lounging on the bed, legs tangled together, with your head on Shawn’s chest. One of his hands was on your back, lightly scratching it. “What do you wanna do for dinner? We could like, order a pizza? Or try and find a restaurant close by.” Shawn reached over and got his phone, scrolling through the Google search of places to eat.

“I don’t feel like going out.” You spoke, yawning into Shawn’s t-shirt clad shoulder.

Shawn opened his Postmates app, and looked through the nearest places, pulling his bottom lip into his mouth. “Um, ooh, we can get some food from a diner.” He handed you his phone, and you looked over the menu on the app, and nodded. “Sound good?” He asked, and went about ordering the food.

You walked over to your bag, and pulled out the deck of cards you packed in before you joined Shawn on tour. You sat on the floor next to the bed, and started to shuffle the cards. Shawn joined you not too long after, and you two played War until the food came.

After you two had eaten, you were pretty tired, even though you didn’t really do much today. You clung onto Shawn’s side, fingers tracing the tattoo on his forearm. It was something you did quite a lot, and it was one of your mannerisms Shawn loved most. You were drifting off to sleep, not paying attention to the Modern Family rerun that was playing on the tv in front of you. One of the last things you remember before you fell asleep, was Shawn pressing a kiss to your head, and whispering, “goodnight, my love.”

a/n: completely based off of what i did in a hotel room last week. except it was dominos and not postmates. and i don’t have a boyfriend. 

Best Father’s Day ever

A fic requested by @amber474

I know it’s not Father’s day but can you ever be too late for fluff? I think not.

This story bounces between David’s and Max’s perspectives, separated by a ‘—’ so make sure to pay attention! It starts with David and will alternate a bit :)

David woke up bright-eyed and bushy tailed. Today was the day!

He had been planning for today all month, it was his first Father’s day since he took Max in.

David knew he wasn’t Max’s father, and that Max didn’t see him as a father figure, but he’d be darned if he didn’t celebrate today. He would not deprive Max of the knowledge that David would always see him as a son.

David rolled out of bed and went to go take a shower. He had the whole day planned. First he would make pancakes, a traditional favourite, then they would go for a walk to the park, and then they’d see a movie! David was a little bit concerned that Max wouldn’t want to go with him, he wasn’t really interested in waking up early or going to the park, or out in public with David at all, really. Well, Max wasn’t really interested going out in public at all in general either. David pushed those thoughts away and grinned into the bathroom mirror. He’d make this day special if it was the last thing he did. He turned on the shower.

Max looked up when he heard the shower head turn on. Shit, he was running out of time!

“This is fucking stupid,” Max mumbled to himself as he flipped a pancake. “People probably don’t even really eat pancakes on this day. That’s probably just a T.V. thing.”

Max grabbed a plate from the cupboard and slid two pancakes on it. He put it on the table next to a syrup pitcher that was only a little bit sticky and a vase of flowers he had ripped up from the yard four houses down. He probably wouldn’t get caught for that.

Max was suddenly very unsure. Was this too much? What if David didn’t want to celebrate. It wasn’t like Max was really David’s son, or anything. This was too much. This whole show Max had put on was just demanding too much of David. Max bit his lip.

Why did he even try?

David turned the shower off and got out. He dried and dressed relatively quickly and clunked down the stairs, deciding to finish breakfast before waking Max.

David turned into the kitchen and froze.

“Max? Did you do all this?” David asked, awestruck. He looked at the plate of pancakes, and the syrup pitcher with a trail of syrup down the side, and the vase of flowers, probably stolen, and was amazed

See, you idiot. He hates it. He’s angry. He’s going to send you away now. Look what you’ve done. Why do you have to ruin everything? Stop trying.

Max bit his lip harder and looked away, blinking back tears.

“Yeah.” He said, simply.

“Max! I love it!” David gushed, and Max looked up surprised. “I mean I can’t believe that you made pancakes for me! I was going to do that for you! And these flowers are amazing! Thank you, Max!” David looked back to Max who was staring at him wide, and wet, eyed.

“Max, are you okay?”

“Yeahshutup” Max said, wiping his eyes on his sleeve. “So this is really okay? Not too much or…?” He asked, trailing off.

“Max it’s perfect!” David grinned.

“Oh, okay.” Max said simply. He put a mug of coffee next to the pancakes and waited for David to sit. David sat.

“So,” David said, starting to eat. The pancakes were good, a little doughy, but good, “Would you like to go for a walk later, and then to the theaters?”

“Yeah, okay.” Max said. In truth, Max wanted to do neither of those things, but today was his one shot at repaying David for everything so he went along with it.

“Okay!” David said, surprised and happy, “Oh, darn. Just remembered that I haven’t bought a new wallet since the, ahem, incident.” The incident consisted of Max tripping David into a pool and in the process damaging David’s dollar store wallet with water. “So I’ll have to change into a pair of pants with deeper pockets.” 

“Actually,” Max said, voice uncharacteristically slow and unsure, “About that.”

Max got up and left the room, leaving David confused and sticky. The syrup trail had spread.

Max returned a moment later with a plastic bag. 

“Sorry it isn’t wrapped but…Oh fuck it just take it!” Max said suddenly, shoving the bag in David’s direction, glaring.

David took it slowly and pulled out a green wallet with a yellow pine tree on it and the name ‘David’ embroidered beneath.

“Max…this is beautiful. How did you-?” David asked, not looking away from the wallet.

“I got it custom made, ordered it online…” Max shrugged. He was quiet for a minute before continuing “…It’s water-proof.”

“Oh, Max! Thank you!” David exclaimed, pulling Max into a hug, eyes shining with tears.

“Knock that off, you big wuss.” Max said, but with no bite to his words.

“I love you, Max. You’re my son-figure.” David said, not letting go.

“…me too. You’re my dad-figure.” Max mumbled into David’s shoulder.

Best Father’s Day ever.

Sun-kissed Sleepy

Note: Not requested, but this came about because I went to the pool today and then went straight to work and I felt that sleepy feeling you get after spending time in the sun. Its a special and specific kind of sleepy. I don’t know how else to describe it, but it’s nice. It made me want to take a nap with Shawn.


The cool air of your hotel room hits you as soon as you swing open the door. You had turned the air conditioner on high before you left because you knew it would be hot outside, but a shiver runs down your spine as the blast of cool air hits you without warning. You head straight for your bathroom to take a shower, dropping your wet towel on the bathroom floor before removing your black bikini and getting under the warm stream of water.

When you get out of the shower, you feel exhaustion hit you. You had just spent the last four hours lounging by the pool, and the sun takes a lot out of you. It’s one in the afternoon, a perfect time for a nap. There is something about afternoon naps after mornings spent in the sun. They’re magical, and they have a certain feel to them.

Exiting the bathroom, you hear the television on in the hotel room, and a smile spreads across your face knowing that your boyfriend has returned. He was gone doing press all morning. You offered to go with him, but he insisted you stay back and enjoy the resort. You were in Florida after all.

Shawn is seated at the edge of the bed, watching the hockey game on the tv. When he sees you, he smiles and says “Hey baby,”

“Hey hun, how was work?” You question as you crawl onto the bed behind him, which immediately prompts him to move so he’s lying next to you. 

“Good, nothing special.” You cuddle closer into his side as his arm automatically wraps around you, and he asks, “You tired?” To which you only sleepily nod in response. “Didn’t you just sit at the pool all morning?” He questions, purposely giving you a hard time, but you know he’s joking and doesn’t mean it in a mean way.

“Yeah, but the sun makes me sleeeeepy.” You drag out the last word before hiding your face in his t-shirt. The afternoon sun is shining into the hotel room, and the exhaustion you feel is a good kind of exhaustion. Shawn has a show in a couple of hours, but neither of you have anything planned until then. “Take a nap with me?” You ask Shawn.

“You’re literally the cutest person ever.” He tells you smiling down at you.

Your eyes flutter closed, and you’re too tired to respond to his statement. You feel his lips press lightly against your forehead before he moves slightly to get more comfortable. And in his arms you fall asleep listening to the sound of his steady breathing.

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Million Reasons (Part Five)

A/N: I hope you like part five hopefully I can upload part six tomorrow. Also here is Part one Part two Part three Part four if you haven’t read them yet.

Warnings: Swearing, Mention of sex

That day after school you immediately went to Bryce’s because you knew that Justin would be there and you really needed to talk to him about what happened at school.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up? You know for a pregnant chick you still look incredibly hot.” Bryce said when he opened the door.

“Hey Bryce, is Justin here?” You said annoyed crossing your arms.

“Yeah he’s in the pool house.” Bryce said as he let you in.

“Thanks.” You said as you quickly passed him and went to the pool house.

You walked into the pool house and went to sit next to Justin on the couch.

“Hey Y/N. Look I’m really sorry that I wasn’t at school today I just had a hard night yesterday.” He said looking at you.

“It’s okay Justin. Montgomery kind of helped me through the day.” You said with a small smile.

“No shit.” Justin said surprised.

“Yeah…..Oh uh I won’t be needing your jacket anymore.” You said taking of his jacket and handing it back to him.

“W-why not?” He asked confused.

“Because uhhh everyone knows now. Yeah Ryan published it in the school paper.” You said looking down.

“O-oh really Oh god Y/N I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. But did they have any proof?” He asked looking guilty.

“Like I said it’s okay Montgomery was there for me he did comfort me in the janitors closet but still. And Tyler took a picture of me without your jacket.” You said with a sad smile.

“That little asshole. I’m gonna kill that little freak.” Justin said throwing his jacket next to him angrily.

“Don’t okay. Montgomery already threatened to kill him I told him to stop. There’s nothing that any of you can do to reverse this.” You said as you leaned your head on his shoulder.

“Y/N you still haven’t told me what happened here a few days ago.” Justin said quietly.

You took your head of his shoulder and sighed before telling him everything that happened. How you told Monty that he was the dad, about your conversation at his house, why he looked so bad at school and what happened today even that you kissed him.

“Look I get that you are mad or disappointed that he pushed you away but when you’re head is straight again you will get it. He didn’t want to take advantage of the state that you were in it would be like I would take advantage of you right now.” He said trying to make you understand.

“And look I really think that he does love you and that he didn’t want to break up with you.” He said smiling at you.

“You really think so?” You asked confused.

“Yeah I see the way he looks at you and how jealous he got when he saw us together and how mad he got when he thought I was the dad. Look I just think you should give him a chance maybe you can’t be in a relationship with him immediately but at least try to be friends with him. Maybe you should also talk about what he wants to do. I mean he told you that he didn’t care if people knew or not so you two really need to figure that out.” He said taking your hand.

“Wow Justin I never knew you could be so sentimental but you’re right we should really talk stuff out.” You said looking at him.

“Yeah I know I might not look like it but I am and yeah you should.” He said as he leaned back against the couch.

“I think I better get going I still have some homework to do.” You said standing up.

“Yeah okay if you need anything or anything happens let me know okay.” Justin said with a smile.

You smiled and walked out of the pool house you walked back home and immediately went to your room. You took your phone and texted Monty

To Monty: Hey can you come to my house tomorrow after breakfast?

From Monty: Yeah sure. Why?

To Monty: We just need to talk.

From Monty: Okay.

The next day you woke up throwing up again and then eating weird combinations of food. Your parent’s were looking at you very confused you had no idea how they haven’t noticed your stomach yet but you were happy that they haven’t noticed yet.

“What has gotten into you Y/N you have been eating these weird combinations of food for days now.” Your dad said as he looked up from his paper.

“I don’t know I just feel like eating this.” You said with a shrug.

Your mom just rolled her eyes and walked away and your dad just went back to reading his paper. After a few minutes the door bell rang and you knew it was Monty but sadly you weren’t fast enough to get the door and your mom opened the door.

“Ow how surprising if it isn’t the delinquent who broke my daughters heart.”  You heard your mom say.

You rolled your eyes and walked faster to the door. When you got there you could see Monty looking down and rubbing his neck.

“Is Y/N here she told me she wanted to talk.” Monty said quietly looking up.

“Why would she want to talk to y……” Your mom started before you cut her off.

“Mom stop it okay. Come on Montgomery let’s take a walk.” You said as you pushed past your mom and took Monty’s hand.

“I never liked your mom.” He admitted with a small smile.

“Yeah neither have I.” You said with a laugh.

He looked at you with a smile and then you realized you were still holding his hand and pulled your hand out if his.

“S-sorry.” You said looking down.

“It’s okay I liked it.” He said with a smirk.

“So uh what did you wanna talk about?” He asked curiously.

“Well first of I wanna say thanks for pushing me away when I kissed you yesterday I didn’t understand why at first and I felt hurt but now that I’m not crying like a crazy person anymore I understand.” You said with a smile.

“Well I’m glad you understand. And believe me you have no idea how hard it was to push you away.” He said with a small laugh.

You laughed and shook your head.

“Um I also told Justin about what happened at school. And everything that happened at Bryce’s house until now. He knew that you knew but not about anything else. He told me that maybe it was a good idea that we figure some stuff out. Because we have a lot to figure out.” You said looking at him.

“Yeah we do.” He said as he walked towards a bench to sit down.

“So first umm what do you want to do. Yesterday you said that you didn’t care if anyone knew that you were the dad or not so what do you want to do. Do you want to tell everyone or not?” You asked as you sat down next to him.

“Yeah I wanna tell people. If we tell people no one will even dare to fuck with you.” He said leaning back against the bench.

“Okay but I mean how will we tell people?” You asked confused.

“We can tell people the same way that Ryan told people you were pregnant through the paper. Monday we will go to Ryan and tell him everything and with everything I mean literally everything from us dating this spring break until now.” He said taking your hand.

“Okay good idea.” You said with a big smile.

“Can we be together?” He asked hopefully.

‘I-I don’t know Montgomery.” You said looking down.

“Y/N please stop calling me that. I don’t like it when you call me Montgomery.” He said also looking down.

“And please I know I broke your heart but….” He said as he ran a hand over his face.

“But what? Just tell me why you broke up with me.” You said looking at him.

“I want to but it’s complicated okay.” He said as he pulled his hand away from yours and leaned his elbows on his knees.

“Look I don’t want to be in a relationship with you right away let’s just start with being friends okay.” You said hoping that he would be okay with that.

“Yeah okay. At least that mean I can be close to you.” He said with a smile.

“I really do love you Y/N.” He said taking your hand again.

“I know Monty I love you too a lot. But I-I just….Look you know how hard it was for me to let you in because I didn’t want to get hurt but when how I saw how you really were I started t trust you and then you broke up with me the a few days after we had sex and even if you didn’t want to hurt me you did I mean what was I supposed to think. I really thought you were acting different so that you could just get with me.” You said as you started to cry a little.

“Oh my god Y/N no believe me that was totally not the reason why I broke up with you. I know what my rep is but everything I said to you about you being different was true. You have to believe me.” He said as he wiped away some of your tears.

“I believe you Monty.” You said with a small smile.

He smiled back and stood back up still holding your hand.

“Please say that even though we’re just friends I can still hold your hand?” He asked hopefully.

“Sure.” You said with a smile.

He smiled back as the two of you kept walking. After a few hours he walked you back home before you went you hugged him and he started to walk away.

“Monty wait.” You said stopping him as you walked back to him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked concerned.

“Um I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow you wanna come with me?” You asked biting your lip.

“Y-yeah I’d love to.” He said with a huge smile.

“Okay um…See you tomorrow.” You said as you kissed his cheek quickly before walking back to your house and walking inside.

Walk the Plank {Harrison Webb}

Summary: You, Kian, Jc, Harrison, Bobby, Franny, and Corey film the walk the plank video together. It’s filled with fluff and Harrison is your boyfriend.

Warnings: Cussing

A/N: This is the first imagine I have ever posted on here. I wrote it late the other night so hopefully it’s not too horrible! (Also, I’m so bad at writing summaries lol)

        “Hey! What’s up everybody?! Today we went out to the store and bought 400 pounds of ice that we filled the pool with-” Kian stated, talking loudly towards the camera. “- We have four rounds to walk across the board, trying to avoid falling into the cold ass water, but obviously we had to invite a few of our friends to help with this video…” Jc cued as Harrison, Corey, Franny, and I jumped into the frame making weird noises, that somehow counted as our ‘hello’ to the audience.

        I screamed as Harrison wrapped his arms around my waist, throwing me over his shoulder, and pretending like he was about to throw me into the cold water. “Harrison! Put me down!” I laughed, punching his back. “Alright, alright, chill out love.” Harrison laughed, setting me back onto the safe ground. Harrison grabbed onto my wrist pulling me to where we were gonna stand while Jc took his spot on the wooden plank. Jc explained the rules to the camera before proceeding, cautiously, across the board. “Go daddy!” Kian playfully yelled to Jc which made all of us laugh. “Kian! Stop fucking distracting me!” Jc yelled back as he reached the other side safely. Next it was Kian, then Corey, Harrison, Franny, and finally me. I was nervous that I was going to be the first one to fall in. I stepped up onto the board and looked down at my feet as I carefully made my way across. Everyone was cheering my name and every once in awhile someone would splash some pool water on my legs and feet. Somehow I managed to get all the way across and Bobby excitedly ran over to me with the camera in his hand, filming my mini celebration. 

        The next round began and this time, to make it harder, everyone will be throwing water balloons at the person walking across. It was Corey’s turn and Kian threw the first balloon, hitting Corey right in the side. Corey yelled at Kian as he tried to steady his balance and not fall over. Fran and I were laughing our asses off as Corey made his way to the other side. Somehow everyone has made it to round three without falling in, but now we have to get our ankles tied together and hop across the board. Franny was the first one to fall in, after Jc hit her back with one of his water balloons. She came up out of the water coughing slightly, “Fran can’t swim! Do you need help Franny?!” Bobby teased her as she got out of the water. She playfully glared at Bobby as she made her way towards the sun to warm up.

        Harrison was next to go and he fell in within a matter of seconds. “Shiiit! That’s cold!” He yelled, pushing himself out of the water. I walked closer to my cold boyfriend, laughing as Corey pushed him back into the water. “Do it again Corey!” I called out as Harrison got out of the freezing water for the second time. Corey did as I demanded and pushed Harrison in the pool once more. Harrison resurfaced, smirking at me, “You asked for this one love.” Before I knew it, Harrison ran towards me engulfing me in a hug. His wet clothing instantly made me cold as well. “Harrisonnn!” I groaned, trying to push him off of me. He finally let go, stripping off his t-shirt and grabbing a towel to dry off with.

        As the video went into the last round I told everyone that I wasn’t going to try and get another point, because honestly I was surprised that I even made it this far without falling in. I couldn’t help but look at Harrison as he sat in the sun all bundled up in his towel. His eyes met mine and he motioned for me to come over and join him. I walked over and took a seat next to him. He threw his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into his side, pressing a gentle kiss on the top of my head. “You alright?” He questioned. “I’m the one who should be asking you that.” I laughed, knowing he was the one who fell into the freezing water. “I love you y/n.” He said, once again placing a kiss on my head. “I love you too Harrison.” I said, snuggling further into his side.

The Captain and The Recruit - Part 3.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader.
Warnings: Language, Sexual Tension, impure thoughts, Slow Burn.
Word Count: 1.3k

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Push me like she did

(A/N: this is terrible but still brought me to tears haha. I submit an ask to @wcnderwcmanimagine and I’m like “bro let’s actually do it” and now I have and I dislike it but it’s still sad to me haha :,)

Ship: Diana Prince x Reader

Originally posted by tomhollandhollaatme

It was cool outside with the wind blowing slightly, crunchy leaves falling to the ground and the fresh air was amazing. October wasn’t only your favorite month, it was hers too.

“Mommy, again!” She giggles and squeezed your hand tighter. “Can you do it how mama did it?” Hearing her say it like that, you nearly started crying then. You nodded quickly before you felt the tears sting your eyes. Memories began to flood back just as you did so.

Her smile:

It was enough to turn your shittiest days into the best and it could make the best day even greater. That smile could mend the broken hearts of thousands as it did yours. Her smile was something that would stick with you forever.

Her laugh:

It echoed through your ears whenever you fell asleep and whenever you woke up. It was a symphony that warmed the hearts and souls of whoever heard it, and your heart was never cold until now, because she always laughed. She knew how much you loved the sound.

She’d left behind so many things, this all happening caused many things. One being your pain. The pain of trying to wake up each morning without her beside you. Going to sleep with hearing her voice. Seeing her last text message to you.

Message from: (Diana 💛🥀): Tell Athena I said goodnight, I promise that I’ll see you both tomorrow. Everything should be alright. I love you. :)💘

Tomorrow never came. Instead of a reassuring message from Diana or loving phone call, you got an urgent call from Bruce. You assumed things were alright, that Diana’s phone had died, or she was on her way and asked Bruce to send a message.

You received the exact opposite.

“I don’t know how to say this.” His voice was low, clearly he was sad or mad, one of the two.

“Is Diana alright? What’s going on?” There was a brief moment of silence which made your heart drop. “Bruce?” He cleared his throat.

“Diana,” he started. “She.. She passed away this morning.”

You were unaware that this could happen. For all you knew, Diana couldn’t die, no matter what. You knew that she could feel pain and bruise and break. But you never knew this could happen.

“I’m so sorry.” You stayed silent, that’s all you could do. Tears just started flowing down your face and you couldn’t control them. Athena was at daycare, and you were thankful that you’d have time to explain to her what’d happened. You felt your stomach lurch and your knees felt weak. You managed to hang up the phone before you fell to the ground in tears.

Diana was gone.

Telling your daughter was the worst part. It was terrible. You didn’t want to leave her there until he end of the day, you wanted to be with her right then. You had tried you best to pull yourself together, the tears never stopped but the least you could do was throw some clothes on, and go to pick her up with a forced smile.

“Hi Mommy!” Her smile was wide as usual as she waved to the mirror. “Where’s Mama? I made you presents!” You took in a shaky breath, and felt more tears roll down your face. You hadn’t pulled very far away from the school, but you still pulled to the side of the road, and unbuckled your seatbelt. You opened the door slowly, and walked to the other side of the car and took a seat next to her. “Mommy?” Her face grew slightly worried.

“Athena, I… I don’t know how else to tell you this love.” You bit your lip gently.

“Why are you crying?” You inhaled shakily once more.

“You know that Mama went on a business trip, and was coming back home today.” Your words became shaky and you started crying again. She nodded slowly and her lips turned into a frown. “Well, Athena, Mama passed away.”

You broke down at the sight of her reaction. Her bottom lip quivered and the tears started to pool in her eyes. “W-What?” You broke out into sobs, and so did she, she moved to hug and hold onto you and you held onto her too, the cries that came from your daughter would be a sound you’d never be able to forget.

She passed away last April, and now it was October.

You still don’t know how you’d managed to make it this far without Diana. Your love of your life, gone, but left you with your heart and soul. Both of you still hurt everyday without her. But you knew she’d want you to continue on, no matter the odds.

“Higher mama!” So you pushed her, just as Diana did. She pushed her to achieve her goals, to grow up and become something wonderful.

But you could never forget the swing.

Summer Soldier (P. 2)

Author’s Note: It seemed that you liked Summer Soldier and as you’ve asked, there you are. I hope you all like it. As I said in another fic, I’m creating a new tag list, so If you want to be added, tell me! Also, I’m just less than 10 followers away from 1,000! I might do something to celebrate it!

Warnings: Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it), Oral sex (F receiving), Spanking, Language,

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Words: 2,068

Originally posted by lenaluthcr

After what happened in the pool, you decided to spent the rest of the day with the girls. Yet, you regreted it. Wanda and Natasha didn’t stop to tease you, babbling about Bucky and you.

“Okay, enough. Enough” you said and they stopped giggling, changing the topic. Soon you felt yourself relaxing and joining the conversation. The boys were on the other side, laughing.

“Okay, I say you’re not worthy” Sam shouted and Natasha rolled her eyes.

“Oh, god, they are gonna try to lift Thor’s hammer again” 

You stood up and walked towards the bar, where Tony was trying to move it. Sam and the rest of they boys were cheering him up, but he abandoned, his cheeks blushed. 

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