in case you never see them again

I was hoping i’d never have to write a post such as this, but it seems i’ve no choice.

I have discovered that some of our older members of the Phandom have experienced ageism from some younger members, which in turn has made them feel isolated in this wonderful community. How is that right or fair on them? Just bc they are older doesn’t give anyone the right to dehumanize, and label them as old, weird, or stalkerish! At the end of the day, we are all fans of the same two British nerds. We are not here to prey on the young, just to enjoy the content that these nerds make.

Personally, i think Dan and Phil would be thoroughly ashamed if they got to know that this is what happening.

I, myself, have been so lucky! Anyone who has found out my age and realise i have kids who are also Phangirls, i’ve been told i am so cool, to the extent i had one person tell me they wished i was their mum! Some have even nicknamed me, Mama Phan, which i love and adore.

So please, if you know of anyone in your followers who are 28+ pls, reach out and embrace them. But only if you feel comfortable in doing so, i know some of you are as bold as brass and don’t give a fig what age a person is as long as thry’re nice. Yes, they may not Phangirl as hard as you, and seem a lot more sensible, but are we all not Phangirls/guys at heart? Do we not love Dan and Phil?!?

Remember age is nothing but a number. But do be careful about what details you tell ppl.

[EDIT] Okay, so this post is starting to get a lot of hate towards it, which is fine, i was expecting this from the get-go. I get that a lot of you are young and feel uncomfortable, and again that’s fine to feel that way, i get it i do, we don’t want anyone to feel uncomfortable. All i was getting at is, that as soon as certain ppl find out that there are older fans in the Phandom they start sending them rude anons telling them that it’s creepy they’re in the Phandom to begin with. Why is that necessary? All we want is to enjoy some quality content :( If any older person has followed a blog of a younger person, it’s bc half the time not everyone states how old they are - which again is the owners right to choose. I, myself, have stated my age on my blog description as a safety precaution just in case. Mostly, they’ve followed that blog for the content that they create, and want to see and share it. If anyone has deliberately followed a young persons blog and starts talking them, and they asked you to stop and you haven’t complied - shame on you! You’re old enough to know better! My advice young ones is to block the person trying to talk to you, never put up with it! But, by the same token, pls don’t try to shame us older members with rude anons abt our age and the fact we like DnP too - that’s all i ask. If i’ve ever made anyone feel uncomfortable, then i sincerely do apologise. I never meant to upset or distress anyone.

Okay, I fully understand everyone’s excitement over the ring-exchange and engagement, but please don’t mock or dismiss Yuuri calling it a “lucky charm”. 

Not only were those his honest and sincere feelings, but omamori are more than mere “lucky charms”, they’re a huge part of Japanese culture, and Japanese religion, with very profound meaning, so mocking that is actually incredibly rude, and highly culturally insensitive.

Traditionally, Japanese omamori look like this

and can be bought at most shrines and temples in Japan. I’d actually say they’re closer to “prayers” than “lucky charms”, really, in their intent, though that doesn’t quite fit, either. But when you know that the most common omamori are for things like safety in traffic, doing well in school, having romantic encounters, and fertility/safely born children (used both by couples who want kids, and expecting mothers hoping for no complications with their pregnancy), you probably see what I mean.

The word omamori translates roughly to protector/protection/protective charm, and are based on the animistic Shinto world view. The ones you get at shrines are part supplication that the enshrined deity will bless and protect you, and part a… hmm, almost a signal beacon? so said deity can find you, to know that you’re someone under their protection. And also part comfort for the carrier, that they’re not alone, that they’ve got someone on their side. 

But it’s not just “official” deities that are considered to have protective powers. Your ancestors are also seen sort of as guardian spirits protecting their family line (common theme in East Asian religions - Mulan, anyone? - at least, and I think also in all animistic religions, though that’s not my area of expertise), and even such ambiguous things as strong emotions are seen to have protective and blessing properties, especially love and affection.

For this reason, a lot of people will use mementos or objects of sentimental value as omamori. Either because it reminds them of a particular person or situation or emotion, or because they see some kind of link between that particular object and whatever they seek blessings for/protection against.

The important part for Yuuri, and why he bought that ring, is less that it’s a wedding ring, and more that it’s a gold ring. Yes, emphasis on both gold and ring.

The gold part is obvious, because the blessing he wants is help in getting a gold medal. It’s a resonance/like-brings-like thing.

The ring part is more obscure, but I’ll try to explain it.

One of the most basic and important parts of Japanese culture and society is the idea of 縁 (en). If you look it up in a Japanese-English dictionary, you get words like fate, destiny, chance, a relationship, a connection, a bond, an affinity, and while those are all ways to translate the word, depending on context, they don’t really explain the concept. En is the meeting of two or more things/beings that leaves a lasting connection or bond.

You might say you don’t have en with money to indicate that you can never seem to amass any wealth. It’s less you’ve got no luck with money, but more that you and money were never meant to be. You might earn it, but it still doesn’t stick around, somehow. An omamori for romance is called an enmusubi, or a “tier of en/bonds”, in this case referring to interpersonal relationships.

If you’re saying goodbye to someone you don’t know whether you’ll ever see again, you might express a wish that you’ll have en, and be able to meet again.

Now, I’ve mentioned in previous posts that the Japanese love homonyms and word associations. This is even more true for en, because it’s so important to them. Like in the example of a farewell, you might give someone a five yen coin, because five yen is go-en (五円), and when speaking of en with an honorific, that’s also go-en (ご縁). It’s a physical manifestation of your wish to have en with them. This is also why five yen coins are generally considered the best coins to give as offerings when you pray for something, despite their low value, because it indicates a hope for en with your wish.

Okay, getting to the point now: Another homonym (well, technically the same one, but different usage) for en is the word for circle or round. And because that’s basically what a ring is, rings are often used as a metaphor for, or an expression of a wish for en. So rings generally have a more profound level of meaning in Japanese.

It’s a gold ring because Yuuri wishes to have en with gold medals. He gives it to Victor because he wishes to have en with him.

He spent the whole day looking for something. He said he’d desperately wanted an omamori for a long time. He’s embarrassed, because yes, it’s a goddamn wedding ring, and he’s very aware of that, and giving rings to someone, period, is not something a Japanese person does lightly. It’s a very meaningful act, and this omamori is very important to Yuuri, so going “lol, lucky charm, yeah right” is incredibly disrespectful.

‘’Let’s run away.’’

A/N: This is my first ever Riverdale piece, I hope you guys like it! The ending offers another part, so tell me what you think? Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes

Pairings: Jughead X Reader

Prompt: When a mysterious girls returns at pop’s on a random friday night, a lot of questions are left unanswered. It’ll take some time for Jughead to open back up to his old friend without a reasoning, but is he able to find one?

Warnings: one or two swear words, mention of alcohol, abusive father 

Word count: 2455

Originally posted by riverrdxle

A still moment, different from the usual buzzing pop’s atmosphere, a cold gust of wind with the sound of jingling bells hanging from the doorframe, suddenly changing the mood that laid in the air. Maybe it was Archie’s sudden moment of silence, taking a break from his preppy speech or the fascinated sounds escaping Veronica’s lips, but something had caught their attention and Jughead was curious for the cause. 

‘’Well, she’s a sight for the eyes.’’ Veronica remarked, a smile forming on her lips. 

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Shadowhunters Season 2B Theory

I don’t think you can actually call them theories. More like some things I noticed and wanted to share.

Okay, so, we got a trailer for 2B and I watched it frame by frame (I also watched those two 10 seconds teasers again) and these are a few of the things I came up with. 

  • PS: The bold parts are the “main theory” I have for what is going on on the picture.

First of all, based on the trailers/sneak peaks we got for 2A, the clips are (obviously) from different episodes, and because for 2A they used scenes from episodes 1 to 6, I think those scenes are from the episodes 11 to 16 (Paul Wesley directed 2x16 and they were in a lake/snowing location and we can see that same location on the trailer).

Now, to the things I noticed. 

Right at the beginning we see some people, probably werewolves, holding Luke back. [Looks like they’re at the Hunter’s Moon.]

I think someone probably said something about Luke’s leadership and how he got half of his pack killed. I was thinking it could’ve been another werewolf that said that, but if that was the case they would be at the Jade Wolf and not at the Hunter’s Moon. A vampire maybe starts a fight? 

Next we got this shot of Clary, Simon and Jace (in the back) on the middle of a forest. [The part of the location for 2x16 I was talking about.]

I think this is when they [and us] meet the Seelie Queen. I mean, why would they be at a place like that? Plus,

here looks like they’re looking down, searching for something. And here

looks like they’re waiting for something, or someone. Maybe someone to take them to the Seelie Queen? 

After that we got this:

Alec, on the floor of what clearly is Magnus’ loft, with his bow and arrow. My question here is: why is he on the floor of Magnus’ loft with his bow and arrow??? Is someone going to break into Magnus’ and some kind of fight is going to happen? 

Since we’re talking about Alec and Magnus… 

And, like some of you already noticed, looks like the shirt he’s wearing here:

So, same episode I guess? [Alec is going to kiss this beautiful man with a beautiful red (?) eyeshadow and colored strikes in his hair. Alec is a lucky bastard.] ALSO, who is the person he’s talking to? I thought Izzy, but this pink shirt (?) doesn’t look like something she would wear. Maybe Dot? We know Vanessa was shooting a while ago. Or maybe - and please I hope I’m right - Catarina?

We also have this:

To be honest, I don’t care about the context of this. I just want to see them kick some ass together. Hope this is the case. [Also, looks like Alec is wearing the same jacket of the scene he’s on the floor, but then again, I feel like Alec only wears the same jacket, so…]

Badass Magnus is back! Looks like he’s putting some wards up at the Institute (? to me looks like the Institute). [He’s doing the same gesture he did in 2x08.]

And now two actual theories that have.

Izzy is going to be the first one to meet Sebastian. 

- I’ve never seen you at the Institute.

My name is Sebastian.

If I remember correctly, it was said that Sebastian’s first appearance would be in 2x11. Anyway, what I’m thinking is: for whatever reason he’s going to save/help Izzy from vampires. She’s going to have a relapse and go looking for some vampire venom and we all know how that went last time.

But our hero, the great guy, Sebastian will be walking by and save Izzy. He’s going to be like “Yeah, I’m a shadowhunter too. I was going to the New York Institute.” and Izzy will be like “Oh, I live there. I can take you.” and that’s how everyone will meet him. [Maybe not like that, but you get the point.]

And now for second actual theory. Luke is attacking someone [looks like Valentine.]

And, oh, look at that

Same clothes, which means, same episode. In this case I think even the same scene. I actually have a nice theory about this one. Luke is going to see Valentine escaping. Now, why I think that? First of all we can see the wall behind Luke are the walls from here

So, Luke will be visiting Valentine and the Circle will break into the institute [Maybe that’s why Magnus was putting some wards up?] and Luke will have to fight them [hence the sword on his hand, probably takes from a Circle member], but, after a lot of fighting, Valentine will escape anyway, because this is Shadowhunters we’re talking about. Shit like that happens all the time. 

And that’s it for now my people. Thank you so much if you read all of this. lol We still have a long journey until 2B, so if more things are released I might add more stuff, maybe change others. 

Like always, let me know what you think! 

Bitch - Part 2

2,500 Followers Oneshot

Word Count: 1,834

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Part 1

“It’s pretty shady that you were so close by. You’re not stalking us are you?” Dean barks obnoxiously, stomping by you on the way to Baby. Having just finished the poltergeist case, the awkward tension is painfully palpable.

Expecting an immediate wise ass remark, Dean pauses and quickly turns his head. He witnesses you and Sam having a silent conversation, automatically causing his blood to boil.

“I live around here.” You state calmly, unfortunately your nervous habit of biting your bottom lip betrays you.

“Wait…” Dean aggressively slams the trunk shut then bolts in your direction.

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I can’t even begin to explain how satisfied I am with 4:47 “explanation”. Seriously.

IDK how Hart wanted to explain, but I’m 100% okay with this one. 

It has a meaning, a real and powerful meaning. Brennan already taught us that there’s no unique event in this universe. So, 4:47 being every turning page in Booth and Brennan’s lives, just speaks to my heart in so many ways.

4x26 - Brennan almost lost Booth. He survived. He had that dream, of the life she wrote in an alternative universe for them. Everything almost ended, but he survived and that beautiful shared dream opened all the doors they were trying to close about what they feel for each other.

5x22 - They literally went away. Were separated. He could have not come back She could have not come back. Something had to change, according to Booth. But, as beautifully well the episode title says, there’s a beginning in the end. Everything almost ended for them. But it was that “almost” that brought them back. It could have ended. But it didn’t. And as much as it hurt for everyone, was the step they needed to take to both understand what they had.

6x22 - Vincent was shot instead of Booth. Booth could have given that phone to Brennan. Booth could have been the one picking up that phone. And it’d be the end for them as we know them. It could have been the end when they gave that step into their relationship - because they couldn’t have erased it if things didn’t work out. In every single aspect, everything almost ended for them. But it’s all about that step, that climb - but what if it doesn’t? What if this is just the beginning of something beautiful, like it was?

7x07 - I can’t think of anything that changed more those two forever than the birth of their own daughter. There’s no bigger turning page for them. Having a baby? That changes you forever. And as Angela beautifully told in S5, you’re bound to that person forever because you have a human life in common. So yeah. It was the end in a way. B&B are forever partners in everything but in that moment they were SO MUCH MORE than that. they had their miracle.

7x13 and 9x01  - Well I’m putting these two together because we always interpreted it as Pelant’s being a little shit again and trying to harm our babies. (probably their idea back then not even going to deny) but looking now with the meaning they gave us? Brennan ran away with Christine from Booth. She did to him what her parents did to her. She let him baptize her, and disappeared with her. For 3 months, EVERYTHING changed. Everything could have ended. Booth lost them both. Brennan was living with that weight, knowing how much it hurt, but also trying to do the right, rational thing. They were never the same. He had to deal of losing part of his daughter growing up, of being left “out” of her plan, even though he doesn’t condone it - he knows it was necessary. And she had to deal with the fact that even being the same strong, independent human being that she always was, she is in fact bound to her partner and her daughter, in ways she didn’t expected it. Things could have not work out like they did - they do because it’s them. It’s always Booth and Brennan and their love will always be enough to survive anything life throws it - another case of almost being the end, but it wasn’t. 9x01 is in the same line of thought. Things could have ended so differently. It was Brennan’s faith in Booth, in what he always did for her, her love and trust in him. They were thrown such a big burden - FUCK YOU PELANT I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU - that made them question everything around both of them and inside themselves Yet, they pulled through. It didn’t end. Again.

(about 11x15, 7x13 and 11x01 you see the number but it’s not a moment nor an hour. It’s just there so yeah skipping those. Also. it’s just a number. Pffff do you think someone loses 30minutes in writing about 447? NOT ME. clearly. )

12x12 - I don’t think I even need to discuss this one. He almost lost her. She almost lost the thing that, in her mind, made her who she is. Both of them almost died, and they would leave their kids. their life. 30, 40, 50 years of years left full of things waiting for them. Everything almost ended, but it didn’t. And it doesn’t make them weaker, or more damaged. Makes them… Them. Booth and Brennan. As always, since the day 1, fighting for what’s right in the world, loving just a little bit too much in so many different ways, yet so similar in the end.

It almost ended. But it didn’t. And they’re rising again like they’re a phoenix. Not giving up on everything that united them on the first place. Fighting for the same things, working for the same ends, with the love and dedication they always have. Following their hearts.

This was B&B last 12 years. Pushing forward, loving, for all the reasons that really mattered, even when’s scary and you have so much to lose.

It almost ended. But it didn’t, not in even one time that 4:47 appeared. It’s scary sometimes because you have things to lose. But when you’re fighting for what’s right, for what/who you love, it’s worth it to push forward. It’s worth it to give that step. And sometimes, it’s good to remind yourself of that, of those moments where you could have lost. To never forget why it’s worth it. 

What makes life worthwhile. 

Bless this show.

A Wild Night in Vegas -- Part 11

This chapter happened a lot faster than @outlandishchridhe and I anticipated. It’s a lot of fun! We’re loving where this story is going!

Catch up on the previous chapter HERE or find the whole story HERE

Fraser Bairn Watch: Month 5

Exhausted, Claire opened the apartment door and took a deep breath. Amongst the aromas of food cooking, she thought she smelled something fainter, sweeter. Eyes springing open, she locked her eyes on the vase and saw five fresh roses in it.

“Welcome home, Sassenach,” Jamie called from the kitchen.

Grinning, she walked in and kissed him.

“Thank you for the roses, Jamie. They’re lovely.”

“Five roses for five months gone. Only a few left for me to thank ye for carrying our bairn.”

Leaning on him this way, she was acutely aware of her rounding stomach as it pressed against Jamie’s.

“You’re welcome,” she said before pulling away from him.

They ate their dinner at the table and, for once, nothing made her sick. Before they went to bed, she did a little homework at her desk, though she couldn’t sit as close to it as she used to.

Tomorrow was to be their 20 week ultrasound and Claire had been waiting for this day for weeks. They’d finally be able to see the baby look, well, more like a baby.

“You know, we can find out tomorrow if this little one is a boy or a girl.”

“I dinna want to find out,” he said, turning a page in his book.

Her mouth fell open as she stared at him. It took a minute before he realized what she was doing.

“But I want to know the sex of the baby!”

“Weel, I dinna want to know. Don’t ye want to be surprised?”

“I think this baby was a surprise enough, Jamie. Don’t you want to get prepared?”

“Sassenach, people have been having bairns for centuries without knowing what they are and they seemed to do just fine getting ready.”

“Why can’t I just find out and you not? You can still be surprised then.”

Jamie fixed her with a flat look and closed his book with a sigh.

“Sassenach, have ye ever seen yerself try to keep a secret? I love ye, but yer face canna keep a secret from me. If you find out, ye won’t be able to keep it from showing all over your face.” He reached out and stroked her cheek and she leaned into him instinctively.

The pleading look on his face made Claire’s resolve waiver. She really did want to know, but finding out together would mean much more than having to carry it around with her for the next few months by herself.

“Oh, alright you bloody Scot. We won’t find out until this little peanut decides to make its debut,” she huffed, placing her hand on her belly.

Jamie twined their fingers together, resting over her wee bump. She suppressed flinching away from it and when she finally looked up at him, she saw that heartbreaking smile spread across his face as his hand moved theirs back and forth over her stomach.

“I love ye, mo nighean donn. I ken it makes ye a little disappointed,” he started, but was halted by her rising up on tiptoe to give him a peck on the lips that, as always, turned into something a little deeper.

“Compromise, right?” she whispered. “You and I have done a lot of it so far. It won’t kill me and at least I’ll know that you’re suffering right along with me.” She laughed, a soft, tinkling sound that Jamie loved. He lived for that laugh, the smile making her whole face crinkle in happiness.

He rested his head against hers for a moment, basking in the warmth of her smile. Leaning in, he kissed her softly, letting his hands wander over her. After he squeezed her arse, he began to pull her closer. But she pulled back and took a breath.

“Are ye alright, mo chridhe?”

“Yes, I’m… I’m alright. I’m a little tired though, could we maybe just snuggle a bit tonight?”

Watching her face for a moment, he thought he understood why she was hesitating. Her stomach was getting larger by the day and it made her uncomfortable.

“Ye dinna have to get naked, Sassenach. Leave yer shirt on, it doesna matter to me.”

She gave him a weak smile before pulling out of his arms.

“That’s alright. Perhaps another time.”

Leaning over the side of the couch, she gave his cheek a light peck and left to change for bed. When he joined her, he saw she wore the nightgown she’d been favoring lately. It covered her and gave her body little shape, which was likely what she wanted it to do.

As she lay on her side, the sheets tucked up around her, he gently eased in behind her, careful to not fully cup the wee swell of her belly. Instead, he opted for reaching for her hand, entwining their fingers together..



“Ye ken I love ye, right?”

“Of course I do.”

He nodded, taking a moment before continuing.

“And ye ken I think yer beautiful, right?”

“I… yes, I do.”

“And that I dinna think yer fat or ugly? That seeing ye carry my child is the most amazing blessing ye could ever give me?”

She paused before answering, and gently brought their hands down to rest near her stomach.

“Yes, Jamie. I do. I’m sorry, I really am just tired tonight.”

“Aye, it’s fine, mo nighean donn. I just want ye to ken that I love ye verra much.”

She turned around, searching for a kiss.

“I love you, too, Jamie. So much.”


Sitting in the waiting room with so many pregnant women felt strange, but Claire was comfortable. He held her hand, his thumb rubbing the back of hers constantly. A door opened and the nurse called them back. He was excited for this, to see their child again. The last time it hadn’t looked like much more than a fuzzy blur on the screen. Claire had assured him it would look more like an actual human being now. His little human being.

Claire sat on the exam table fidgeting nervously. Jamie put a hand on her knee to keep her leg from bouncing.

“Alright Miss Beauchamp, how are we feeling today?” the nurse asked.

“Very well, thank you.”

They launched into the barrage of questions he couldn’t answer, so he just waited. As the ultrasound machine booted up, the nurse smiled at them.

“So are we going to learn the sex of your baby today?”

Claire shot him a dark glare before turning back to the kind woman.

“No. We’d like it to be a surprise, apparently.”

The nurse laughed at the scorned look on Claire’s face and patted her hand.

“Alright then, I won’t tell you,” she continued to chuckle and looked at Jamie as if to wish him luck with the decision they made.

Then she stage whispered to Claire, “The doctor will know, you know, just in case you decide to change your mind.”

Claire finally broke a real smile and sighed, looking back at Jamie again.

“No, no. I’ll wait,” she said, grinning at Jamie.

Hearing the heartbeat of their child never ceased to enchant them. Each little lub-dub brought tears to both their eyes. Blinking them back, Jamie tried to clear his vision. He wanted to see their wee bairn completely, wanted to commit this moment to his memory forever, and he didn’t want the memory to be blurry.

“Here’s your baby!” the nurse exclaimed, pointing out the head, feet and bottom of their baby.

“He looks like a wee person now,” Jamie said softly, staring in awe at the black and white screen. “I can actually see which end is his head now.”

Claire swatted at him playfully and giggled at his awestruck face.

“Well it’s a good thing that you didn’t want to know the sex of your baby, Miss Beauchamp, because this little one isn’t showing me anything! Turned away and legs crossed. This one is going to be a stubborn one for sure,” he joked as Claire chuckled.

“Well between her father and I, I’m not really surprised by that assessment.”

“He’s protectin’ his virtue is all. I wouldna want my baws splayed all over a screen for anyone to look at either,” Jamie said, seriousness coloring his tone but smiling nonetheless.

“Would you both like a printout to take with you?” the nurse asked, cleaning the gel off of Claire’s belly. As soon as it was clean, Jamie noticed she pulled the shirt she had on down as fast as she could.

“Can we have a couple please? Maybe 3?” Claire turned to look at him. “I thought maybe we could frame one and I know you like to keep one at work.”

“Aye, mo chridhe, whatever you wish.”

She grinned and reached for him, pulling him down to kiss her soundly.


“Jamie?” Claire asked, softly.

He turned his head away from the ultrasound picture to her, the sound of her voice alarming him.

“What is it, Sassenach? Are ye feelin’ alright? Ye look… concerned.”

She took a deep breath and met his gaze.

“I think we need to talk about something.”

He raised his eyebrow at her and she continued, trying to keep eye contact with him.

“I was wondering… well… at the ultrasound today, the nurse called me ‘Miss Beauchamp’ and it got me thinking. I was wondering if… if you wanted to stay married. To me.” She kept her eyes on his, and saw his face mask over. The last time they had talked about this, she had brushed him off. She didn’t want to do that now..

“We haven’t really talked about it and…” she trailed off, unable to finish her thought, too scared of what might come from this to be the one to go first.

He held her gaze, but didn’t answer. Several tense moments passed between them, but his lips stayed sealed shut. He simply looked at her and she knew that she would have to be the one to break the silence. She reached into her bag and pulled something small out of it.

“Because,” she started hoarsely. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Because I… I want to stay married to you.”

She opened her palm and in it was a titanium band. She was staring hard at the band in her hands, not risking looking up at Jamie. A finger under her chin lifted her face to his; he was much closer than before. His face had a broad smile across it right before he leaned in and took her lips against his.

“Wait right here, mo graidh,” he whispered against her lips.

He got up and made a beeline for their bedroom and returned almost as quickly as he left, a small box in his hand. When he opened it, Claire gasped.

“I bought this for ye, before we left for Colorado. I thought,” he paused, voice breaking just slightly. “I thought ye might make a choice then, but then, weel…then ye didna. But I kept it anyway, if only for the chance that I might be able to woo ye properly if we decided to go another way.”

He took the small ring out, a solid band with thistle and interlace overlay on top of the solid metal.

“Oh, Jamie,” she sighed. “It’s so beautiful.”

“Will ye wear it?”

“Will you wear yours?”

He smiled at the glint in her eyes, the need to mark him showing strong on her face.

“Aye, I’ll wear it and gladly. I’m completely under yer power and happy to be there, Claire.”

“I am too,” she breathed. “I wouldn’t change it. I don’t want to change it.”

“Well that’s good to hear, Sassenach. Perhaps, as we dinna really remember our own vows, we could do a wee thing now?”

Taking her left hand in his own, he lifted it to his lips and kissed it softly. He took a deep breath and prepared to slide the ring onto her finger. The light caught the inside and glinted, hinting that something was inside it.

“Wait, what’s that?”

“What’s what?”

“Inside the ring. Is it engraved?”

Her eyes darted up to his and his ears turned a little pink.

“Oh, ah… Aye. It’s Gaelic, ken?”

Turning the ring slowly, she tried to read the foreign language.

“What does it say?”

“Mo graidh, mo chridhe fuil.”

“And what does that mean? For those of us who don’t speak Gaelic?”

“It means ‘my love, my heart’s blood’.”

The smile on her face grew as she stared at it for a long moment.

“I, um… I had something put into yours too…”

Taking the larger ring from her hand, he turned it to the light.

“My knight,” he said softly. “The keeper of my heart. Claire, that’s beautiful.”

“So,” she cleared her throat before she broke out into tears again. “Did you have something in mind for our sober vows?”

“Aye, it’s an old Scottish tradition, if ye dinna mind it.”

“I don’t mind.”

He stared down at her hand for a moment before sliding the ring onto it slowly. She did the same with his, pleased that the ring fit him well.

“You’ll have to repeat the words after me. They’re in Gaelic.”


Claire stumbled over the foreign words, her lips and tongue making the unfamiliar sounds. But he could see in her face just how hard she was concentrating to say them correctly. Or, as correctly as she could.

When she finished repeating him, he leaned in to kiss her gently.

“So,” she asked, searching his face. “What exactly did I just commit to? What did I say?”

“It rhymes a bit, in English. But what we said was ‘ye are blood of my blood, and bone of my bone. I give ye my body, that we two might be one. I give ye my spirit, ‘til our life shall be done.”

“I think I like that better than regular vows.”

His eyes moved down to her rounding belly, but he made no move to touch it. She could see the longing in his eyes, but he didn’t reach out toward her. He placed a tender kiss on her forehead before standing up and holding out a hand to her. On some level, she wanted to grab his hand and put it on her belly. But she couldn’t. Not yet.

Once again, Jamie proved to her that he wasn’t like any other man. As much as he wanted to feel their child, to touch her and hold her, he would never force that on her. He recognized and understood that she was uncomfortable with the changes in her body. She also understood that he wasn’t asking her to talk about it either; just let her feel what she was feeling.


She was dressed in the nightgown again, but he said nothing about it. He had no right to, it wasn’t his body that was changing. All he could do was give her the space she needed and support her however he could.

When she snuggled close to him, he did all he could to keep from touching her belly. It took her some time to fall asleep, constantly moving around to find a comfortable position.

They lay in bed, Claire sleeping soundly in his arms. He looked down at her stomach, bulging a little through the night dress. If he touched the bairn now, she wouldn’t know, wouldn’t shy away from him. But it wouldn’t be fair to her. Perhaps she didn’t want his touch right now, what right did he have to force that on her unconscious body?

Then she did something that surprised him. Still completely asleep, she took his hand and placed it on her stomach. He froze in place, afraid she’d wake and find him touching her and be angry. Carefully, he tried to slip his hand away from her, but her grip tightened. She mumbled incoherently, sleepily patting his hand on her stomach and snuggling closer, a look of complete contentment covering her face. The stern lines that had been carved in her brow as she tried to get comfortable and fell asleep melted away as she nuzzled against him even closer.

He looked down at her, careful not to jar her and moved slowly to kiss the top of her head. She mumbled again, her grip on his hand slacking, but he didn’t move it. He couldn’t. He was so happy to feel her and the bairn, feel close to them both like this, that he would steal the moments that she gave him.


Claire woke suddenly, feeling a ravenous hunger surge through her. These damned cravings would kill her one of these days.

“Jamie,” she said softly, nudging him awake. “Jamie?”

His eyes opened slowly.

“…’s the bairn…”

“We’re both fine, but…”

One eye snapped fully open.

“Do ye need hot wings again?”

She shook her head, a guilty look crossing her face.

“No, I just… Doesn’t chili sound really good?”

“Canna say it does just at the moment.”

Biting her bottom lip, she looked up at him.

“I could kill for some chili right now…”

With a sigh, he started pushing himself up.

“Alright. I’ll go and see if someone’s open and selling chili.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“Ye dinna have to do that, Sassenach. I’m pleased to fetch ye chili if ye wish.”

Swinging her legs out of bed, she fumbled in the dark for something to put on her feet and a sweater.

“No, I’d like to come. I feel terrible, sending you out at odd hours like my personal servant.”

“Are ye sure?”

“Yes,” she said with a nod. “And this way I won’t be eating it in our bed. Won’t be finding bits of nachos in our sheets for the next week.”

“Ye make a verra fine point, Sassenach. Let’s go, then.”

Luckily, the chili wasn’t as difficult to find as the hot wings had been. They had her small bowl of chili within fifteen minutes.

“You know what else sounds good?” she asked as Jamie pulled out of the parking lot.

“Ye mean besides sleep?”

“Ice cream.”

“I didna ken pregnancy would give a woman such strange tastes.”

“Do you think we can find someone who does ice cream all night?”

“The place we just left does.”

Licking the spoon, she looked over to him sheepishly.

“I’ll split it with you.”

“No, no. I’ll no’ take any of it. I canna really eat at three in the morning.”

Making a U-turn, he pulled back into the drive through and ordered one chocolate frosty for his pregnant wife. The young man at the window gave them an odd look, which Jamie ignored.

“Thank you,” she said quietly as they headed home.

“I put ye in this position, gettin’ ye wi’ child and all. The least I can do is feed whatever bizarre cravings our bairn has.”

She grinned as she finished her strange combination of chili and ice cream.


The following afternoon, Jamie was sitting on the couch doing a little reading while Claire worked on some things for her classes. Just as he stretched, he glanced over to her and saw her flinch hard. She stared down at her belly in complete shock, her hand almost went to touch it, but stopped. He looked away from her before she could see him watching. Wondering what had caught her so off guard, he forced his attention back to his book, but continued to glance at her under hooded eyelids.

That night, they lay curled up together as they usually did. Once she settled and fell into deep sleep, she moved his hand onto her stomach. It was the only time she was comfortable having him touch her and he cherished the feeling. As he began relaxing into sleep, he thought he felt something. A faint flutter against his hand made his eyes snap open. Surely it was too soon to feel the bairn move.

With bated breath, he waited to see if it would happen again. When it didn’t, he was sure he’d imagined the feeling. He felt Claire softly push his hand against her, burrowing farther into his neck and pulling him with her down into their dreams.


Claire woke up in the morning snuggled warmly into Jamie’s side. She didn’t want to disturb him, she’d done enough of that the night before. Slowly, her eyes drank in her sleeping husband’s face.

Husband, he was her husband.

He had been since that first night together, of course, but now that they’d made the decision to stay together and married to boot, that word felt so important. She glanced down at his hand and saw the ring that marked him as hers. She smiled, but inside her emotions ran rampant with worry about what could be.

No. No, she wouldn’t let her thoughts travel down that road. Jamie was a good man, a man who loved her, a man who did everything in his power so she was happy and well cared for. A man who she wanted to be hers for always.

A need rose up in her so quickly and so strongly she couldn’t completely stifle the sound of distress that came out of her throat. Jamie stirred and she froze, still wanting to watch him sleep. He readjusted and pulled her closer, hand drifting towards her abdomen.

Suddenly, she felt it. A soft push from the inside of her belly. It had startled her the day before, the feeling foreign and somewhat frightening. Truly there was a child in there. Of course she’d seen their little one on the ultrasound screen, but it was another to feel her. To know she was in there and moving around. It was a different kind of knowing. And it amazed her.

She willed the wee one to do it again, to prove that it wasn’t just a gas bubble. She was concentrating so hard that she didn’t realize Jamie’s hand was on her stomach, cupping the small swell lovingly. He hadn’t woken, but a pure smile crept over his face; the same smile that came over him when she brushed his hair back while he slept. It simultaneous melted and broke her heart.

She knew she was being unfair to him, not letting him touch her, but she couldn’t wrap her head around the changes her body was going through. She had to make the effort, she thought to herself. She had to do this for him, as he did all these things for her.

At that thought, another idea sprung to her mind. Another way to show Jamie that she truly understood and was thankful for everything he did for her. As if in agreement with her thoughts, the little peanut gave another soft kick to her abdomen. She smiled and snuggled back into him, letting herself drift back to sleep for a little while longer.

Juno Aspects
  • Juno in aspect to any planet can mean you will tend to attract a partner who has traits of the sign that planet rules. For instance, Juno aspecting Mars could attract you to an Aries type.
  • Juno Aspects the Sun: There will be a tendency to attract showy, dramatic, Leo types of partners. Conversely, this person could themselves become more showy and dramatic after marriage. The harmonious aspects (conjunction, sextile, and trine) can act in a similar fashion to Venus. They increase the charm and social graces to a degree. But Juno goes further. It can give one an air of innocence. We like people with Venus in conjunction the Sun because they are charming. Those with Juno in harmonious aspect to the Sun are liked because they are "cute." The stressful aspects, however, are indicators of ego conflicts with partners. Frequently, there are big problems with getting and holding on to a partner. In many cases, there is no desire to have a partner at all. Demetra George in her excellent book Asteroid Goddesses quotes Gloria Steinhem's famous answer to the question "Why didn't you ever get married?" Steinhem (who has the Sun in Aries square Juno in Capricorn) replied, "I don't mate well in captivity."
  • Juno Aspects the Moon: The attraction will be to emotional and nurturing partners, and domestic types. At least they will tend to be nurturing with the harmonious aspects conjunction, sextile and trine. The stressful aspects (square and opposition) can indicate a clash between your emotional and partnership needs. You could get a partner who is over-emotional or whines a lot. Conversely, the partner could bring out those traits in you.
  • Juno Aspects Mercury: Well, your partner won't be quiet. Forget the silent type. Anyone who marries you will have to communicate, communicate, communicate. The harmonious aspects (conjunction, sextile and trine) indicate good communication between the two of you. It could also show that your ability to communicate improves with partnership. The stressful aspects (square and opposition) can indicate communication problems with partners. One of you may try to stifle the other here because you both want to talk at once.
  • Juno Aspects Venus: The attraction will be to a charming partner with good artistic ability and taste. At least that will tend to be true for the harmonious aspects (conjunction, sextile and trine). The stressful aspects (square and opposition) could attract a lazy, slothful, and indolent partner. Partnership could also bring out these traits in you. With stressful aspects, there will tend to be a clash between your partnership needs (Juno) and your ability to express love and affection (Venus). As a result, you might find it difficult to express love to your partner (or vice-versa) and would seek to do this elsewhere. Years ago, there was a TV program called "Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman" which was a satire on soap operas. Mary's husband had affairs with all the other women in town and was impotent only with her.
  • Juno Aspects Mars: Marriage and partnership will stir you to action. In fact, you may need a partner to be active at all. The partners you attract will tend to be active, assertive, and aggressive. Conversely, having a partner may bring out these traits in you. The stressful aspects (conjunction, square, and opposition) are indicators of arguments with partners. One of you may try to dominate the other.
  • Juno Aspects Jupiter: The partner will tend to be expansive optimistic, and "jovial" (jovial comes from Jove, Jupiter). Marriage and partnerships will also have an expansive effect on you. Yes, it can make you more optimistic. Watch out that it doesn't make you fat as well. At least this will be true for the harmonious aspects (conjunction, sextile and trine). The stressful aspects (square, and opposition) can attract an over-optimistic partner who is always expecting their "lucky break" to be right around the corner. There could also be a clash over religious or philosophical differences. The over-expansiveness could also apply to extra-marital affairs. If you have a stress aspect between Juno and Jupiter, either you or your partner might think that the "to have, hold, and love" part of the marriage vow means anyone whom you fancy at the moment.
  • Juno Aspects Saturn: The partners will tend to be older (in spirit if not in actual years). With the harmonious aspects (sextile and trine) partners are likely to be solid, practical, and dependable, but, unless there are other indicators, don't expect them to be the life of the party. Conversely, partnership could bring out the solid, practical, and dependable side of you.The stressful aspects (conjunction, square, and opposition) may cause marriage to be delayed, or even denied. If you have this one, try not to get married before your first Saturn Return (which occurs around the age of twenty nine). Stressful aspects between Juno and Saturn can have a similar effect to Saturn placed in the 7th house. An early marriage (before the Saturn Return) will slowly decay until there is no affection left and the marriage collapses. Juno/Saturn stress aspects can also indicate someone who makes a bad marriage for "practical" reasons, such as security. They will also be prone to stay in a bad marriage to protest their social image, or because "a half a loaf is better than none." As if there is anything "practical" about having a bad marriage! These people have to learn to cut their losses and make a fresh start.
  • Juno Aspects Uranus: If you have this combination in your horoscope (especially the stressful aspects, the conjunction, square, or opposition) I have a question for you. Let's say you walk into a room where there are twenty people, and nineteen of them are sane and normal, but the twentieth person either escaped from an insane asylum or just got off of a UFO, guess which one you would be most likely to marry? (Hint: it's not the first nineteen). Uranus always has to be Different. When Juno aspects Uranus, the partner or the partnership has to be different. With the harmonious aspects (sextile and trine) you don't get into as much trouble. The partner will tend to be independent, or very bright, or a bit odd. The partnership itself will likely be more "open" with each partner doing their own thing and going their own way. Uranus is fanatic about having enough of its own space. The stressful aspects can lead to several marriages. Elizabeth Taylor has Juno in Cancer square Uranus in Aries (Uranus is also in a close conjunction with Venus). Years ago, Julian Armistead gave a lecture on her chart. He had several of the press clippings that quoted her at the time of her marriages. Her first marriage to Nick Hilton: "I've never known it was possible to be this much in love. This is going to last forever." Her second marriage a couple of years later to Michael Wilding: "This time, it's the real thing. This is going to last forever." Her fifth marriage to - well who can keep track? "This time I mean it. It's the real thing." Juno in Cancer always wants it to last "forever" and Uranus always makes you think it's the "real thing." If you have a Juno/Uranus stress aspect, don't rush into marriage. And forget about having a partnership that is conventional. It would bore you to tears - and divorce. Make sure that you and your partner each has enough "space." It helps if one of you travels a lot (Uranus aspects are perfect for bi-costal marriages). Absence for this combination truly makes the heart grow fonder.
  • Juno Aspects Neptune: If you have a stressful aspect (conjunction, square, or opposition) between Juno and Neptune, please, PLEASE do not marry someone because you feel sorry for them or because you want to "save" them. Remember this magic number. If you do, you will never again have the problem of getting into a marriage for the wrong reasons. Please memorize it. It's 911. Dial that and have them taken away so they can be helped by a professional. Then, get into therapy yourself to cure your masochism. On the positive side especially with the harmonious aspects (sextile and trine) the partner will tend to be sensitive, empathetic, and imaginative. Marriage and partnership can also bring out these same traits in you. In all cases, there will be an inclination to over idealize the partner, to see what we want to see about them.
  • Juno Aspects Pluto: Partners will tend to be intense and secretive. Sex can be volcanic. Pluto is the planet of extremes, death, and transformation. Either your power or that of your partner will be affected by marriage. One of you is likely to be transformed in some way. The harmonious aspects (sextile and trine) can bring out a strength you never thought you had. The stressful aspects (conjunction, square, and opposition) will bring out strength too, in the form of dictatorial attitudes and power struggles. One of you will try to dominate the other. The feelings towards the partner can easily go from "I love you" to "I hate you" to "I'm obsessed with you." Even if the two of you break up, this will be the partner you never forget (for better or worse).
  • Juno Aspects the Ascendant: Juno in conjunction with the Ascendant makes us more attractive, like Venus. But while Venus uses charm, Juno attracts by giving us an air of innocence, like that of a young baby. This trait is also present with the other harmonious aspects (sextile and trine) but not quite as strong. The opposition is not a stressful aspect here. Remember that an opposition to the Ascendant is also a conjunction to the Descendant. The conjunction to the Ascendant makes a person more marriage oriented, especially if Juno is in the 1st house. If Juno is on the 12th house side of the Ascendant, however, then there will still be an increased desire to marry, but there will be increased restrictions of some sort (see Juno in the 12th house). With the square aspect of Juno to the Mid-Heaven, there would tend to be extra stress in marriage that requires constant adjustment and re-adjustment. At least it will not be dull.
  • Juno Aspects the Mid-Heaven: Aspects to the Mid-Heaven affect one's career and "public image." Juno-ruled careers include marriage councilor and people who work in organizations that try to prevent wife-battering and child abuse. Like Venus, Juno has an attraction for all occupations that involve beauty and adornment. This also includes anything involving the arts. When it comes to career, it doesn't matter if an aspect to the Mid-Heaven is harmonious or stressful. In fact, the stressful aspects can frequently bring greater success since they generate more power. Those with harmonious aspects may take it too easy and not push hard enough.
Gaslighting. The Gift that Keeps on Giving.

Ok, I officially suck at sarcasm. 

The trouble with gaslighting is that it sticks. It becomes such an ingrained part of who you are and how you think. 


You were told often as a child that “you are always in the way” 

You can be minding your own business, stood perfectly still, just looking or thinking and someone bumps into you. Your first instinct is to say “sorry”. If by some miracle the person who walked into you manages to say sorry first… what are you going to reply? You reply “No, it’s my fault.. I am always in the way”. 

You were blamed or yelled at for things you didn’t do as a child. 

Someone you work with has their purse stolen. Your immediate emotional response is guilt and fear. You expect to be blamed and yelled at. You expect to be questioned by the authorities. You may even search your mind over and over for a memory or a clue that actually you are responsible and you did take the purse. 

Trying to confront your abuser with the truth of what they said resulting in denial. 

Those few occasions when you tried to express your pain, you were told it didn’t happen or was never said to you. So now, every time someone says something hurtful to you, you don’t respond. You can’t trust what you heard. You look for other meanings or decide you must have misunderstood. 

You were told you are difficult and oversensitive. 

You cannot now trust your emotional responses. You are afraid to react and express yourself in case others see just how ridiculous you really are. You bottle up your emotions to the point you cannot even cry sometimes and you feel empty. 

Growing up you were often told you were unlikable and unlovable. 

You find yourself as an adult not pursuing friendships or relationships. If they don’t call you, it’s a rejection. If they cancel plans, it’s a rejection. You come to believe that you are intrinsically not wanted by anyone unless they put in enough effort to get to know you and make it inside your defences.

Everything is always your fault.

Your friend stopped talking to you and you are asked “What did you do wrong?”. Now, the ending of a relationship is a dark journey into despair trying to find the flaw in yourself that ended it. You may call that person promising to change, if they could just please tell you what you did that was so wrong. No matter if they treated you badly, they wouldn’t do that if you could just be better. 

You feel crazy.

You can’t trust what you hear, what you see, what you think or how you respond. Nothing is solid and tangible. It’s always the worst case scenario. You are afraid of yourself and everyone around you. You are terrified people will see the “real you” and you will never see them again. You can’t push your career or your education because you can’t believe in yourself. 

Gaslighting is insidious and invasive and changes everything about the way we relate to ourselves. The only way to fight it is to be mindful. Take the time to think before you respond. Challenge yourself daily. Teach your inner voice to be kind to you. Learn to trust your instincts. Believe in yourself and the wonderful,  imperfectly perfect human being that you are. 


Our last first dance

(A/N): I think I have a bit of writer’s block so instead of messing up everyone’s request to help get over it I decided to write this to help myself out

Summary: The story of (Y/N) and Bucky’s last and first dance together

Warnings: angst?

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor

Originally posted by everythingrelationshipsx

(I also got inspiration for this fic from the song It’s been a long, long time by Harry James and Kitty Kallen) 

 Never thought that you would be
Standing here so close to me
There’s so much I feel that I should say
But words can wait until some other day

   (Y/N) and Bucky gently swayed to the soft music playing in the air, slowly moving in time with the music. Bucky was dressed in his uniform, ready to be shipped out and (Y/N) was wearing something far less fancy but Bucky found them just as radiant in the dim lighting in their old, ratty clothes as he did when they were dressed to the nines. His arms were wrapped around (Y/N)’s waist, loosely, his face nuzzled into the crook of their neck as they held him tightly, little heartbreaking sniffles falling from their lips. 

   The silence over the two had been heavy, both of them too scared to break it, neither one even knowing what words to say. They had both said their goodbyes earlier that week, the thought of having to say goodbye on that particular day just too heartbreaking for either of them to handle. 

   It was only a few hours until Bucky had to leave, until he had to go fight men, murder them. They both knew there was a good chance that he wasn’t going to come back, there had already been so many reports of men who had died that it was almost common now to hear about it but neither one of them had accepted that particular thought yet. 

   Bucky reaches up, gently running a hand over (Y/N)’s hair as he gently sways back and forth with them, slowly moving in a small circle. They’d been dancing for god knows how long, long enough that it was now dark and Bucky’s feet were starting to ache but he didn’t want to stop- he didn’t want this to ever stop. 

   Eventually the song began to draw to a close, the soft crackling of the record ending filling the room. The swaying stops but Bucky won’t let go of (Y/N), not yet at least. He holds them against him as much as he can without hurting them, his eyes beginning to brim with tears. He didn’t want to leave (Y/N), he didn’t want to have to leave them here all alone, no one to keep them warm during the winter, no one to dance with them in the evenings, no one to take to science conventions, no one to read to every night, no one to bathe with- (Y/N) would have no one. 

“When you get back," (Y/N) whispers, their voice hoarse with emotion. “I can make you some nice food, maybe open up that bottle of wine we’ve been saving?” Bucky’s heart aches in his chest as he nods, his fingers going numb as he grips the back of (Y/N)’s shirt, his knuckles nearly white as he does. 

   “Yeah- yeah, that sounds nice,” (Y/N) smiles sadly, their eyes twinkling with emotion. 

   “We can invite Stevie over, have a nice reunion,” Bucky smiles at them, an actual genuine smile. God- they looked so beautiful, with those shining eyes and soft lips, those slightly pink cheeks and that wonderful messy hair. Bucky reaches out with his left hand, gingerly tucking a strand of hair behind (Y/N)’s ear. 

   “That sounds great doll,” Bucky gently nuzzles his nose against their own, breathing in their scent for the last time. His eyes catch the time on the old clock nailed to their living room wall, the old hands reading that it was nearly 7:45; he only had two hours left to get to his post. 

   “I’ve got to go (Y/N),” Bucky whispers, his voice straining against his will to cry. (Y/N) nods their head, sighing shakily as they do. 

   “I guess you do,” Bucky gives them another smile as he presses a gentle kiss to their lips, slowly starting to uncurl his arms from their body. (Y/N) kisses back, all their love and passion exuded into this one kiss- their last kiss. Bucky eventually pulls away, knowing that if he didn’t now then he never would. With one last sad smile Bucky pulls away, grabbing his suit cases that had been cautiously placed by the front door. “I’ll see you soon Barnes,” (Y/N) smiles at him as they rest their head against a wall, their eyes brimming with tears once again. 

   “I’ll see you soon Doll,” 

You’ll never know how many dreams
I’ve dreamed about you.
Or just how empty they all seemed without you.

   (Y/N) awoke with an abrupt scream, their entire being quivering as they clutched their sheets to their chest. 

  “Bucky- Bucky I just had the worst nightmare-” But when (Y/N) reached out to hold Bucky like they usually did they found his side of the bed empty, the sheets cold. Oh…it hadn’t been a nightmare. 

   All these years and Bucky was still haunting (Y/N)’s dreams, leaving them reeling from the past. It was nearly 1992 and that man was still glued into (Y/N)’s memories like a bug. Usually losing someone didn’t hurt this much- after all, being a god came with the price of leaving behind loved ones but (Y/N) had learned to get over it. They’d lived a thousand lives, married a thousand people and yet none of them had hurt as much as Bucky did. 

   With a sigh (Y/N) flopped back onto their sweaty sheets, their heart aching from the pain of their dream. It had felt so real; (Y/N) had only ever heard stories about Bucky’s death but in their dreams (Y/N) could see his face as he fell to his death, heard the snap of his bones as he hit the snowy earth. Tears well within (Y/N)’s eyes and they try to rub them away using the palm of their hands but the dream was too raw- too fresh even to this day.

    God- (Y/N) would do anything to have Bucky by their side, smiling at them softly as he tenderly held them, just the way he did all those years ago. (Y/N) looks over to the vacant side of the bed, sighing shakily as they attempt to reign in their tears. The sight of the empty bed was starting to get too much for (Y/N) to handle so they flip over, hugging their sheets to their chest as they willed themself to go back to sleep- praying to whatever entity out there that Bucky wouldn’t make a reappearance in their dreams again. 

    Years had ticked by, nearly 20 years before (Y/N) finally had some form of closure. It had been a simple work day, go to the coffee shop across the street, spend a few hours there and then head home to get some shut eye. What they didn’t expect was too walk right into the middle of an arrest it looked like- a million cop cars surrounding the square. (Y/N)’s eyes search over the crowd, landing on one particular man. He wore a white shirt and some plain pants and he looked almost similar to the last time (Y/N) saw him all those years ago. 

   “Steve?” (Y/N) breathes out, cocking their head to the side. No…it wasn’t possible, Steve had died the same year as Bucky, there was no way- (Y/N)’s train of thought becomes derailed as the patriotic man turns around the square, looking around before his eyes landed on them. His eyebrows furrow and his lips part in surprise and recognition, his usually stoic features suddenly morphing. 

  “(Y/N)?” Steve calls out, his whole body turning to face them. “Is that you?” The rest of the group, the cops, some darkly dressed man, all the city people all turn to looks at (Y/N), their eyes raking over their form in scrutiny. 

   (Y/N) gulps as they walk forward, completely ignoring the way the police officer’s tensed up. 

   “Yeah Stevie,” (Y/N) smiles a bit, hoping they didn’t look to guilty. (Y/N) had never told Bucky or Steve about their condition, about the fact that they were a literal god. It seemed rather pointless if the two were just going to die someday but now Steve was alive, standing there and staring right back at (Y/N).  “It’s me,” 

   (Y/N)’s mouth ran dry as they flipped through Steve’s mission report, their eyes raking over all the information. 

   “H-He’s alive?” (Y/N) squeaks, their voice unable to do much else. 

   “I saw his face (Y/N), he looked at me and didn’t even recognize me…he didn’t even know his own name,” (Y/N) sighs shakily, throwing the folder across the table and at Fury, someone they had gotten to know well these last few years. All the repressed pain was slowly starting to boil back up, threatening to overflow if (Y/N) didn’t do anything about it. 

   “Steve, I can’t-” 

   “I know it’s painful (Y/N) but-” 

   “Steve, I said I can’t. I have watched him die over and over again, every single night since the report and I can’t- I can’t watch it again…” 

   “So you’re not gonna help us?” 

   “I’m sorry Steve,” (Y/N) sighs, standing from their chair as they do. “But I’m out,” 

    “Which version of Bucky am I talking to?” Steve asks, his eyes soft as he gazed at his best friend. Bucky sighs softly, squeezing his eyes shut as he attempts to recall his memories all of which had been clouded by years and years of brainwashing. 

  “I-I-” Bucky trails off at the sound of footsteps, the soft light ones that sounded painfully familiar. 

  “Steve, god, do you know how hard it was to sneak out of that place?” (Y/N)’s voice. It was (Y/N)’s voice. Bucky’s head perks up just a bit at their voice, his mind recollecting a few memories from their past, a past they had shared together. 

   “I never did get that reunion (Y/N),” Bucky looks up, his gaze connecting with (Y/N)’s. (Y/N) seemingly gulps, their eyes glazed over as they look at him, their expression unreadable. 

   “It’s been kinda hard to cook a nice meal when we’re on the run Buck,” (Y/N) suddenly smiles, making Bucky’s heart flutter just a bit. “God- can we stop holding him back like some animal?” (Y/N) demands harshly, looking away from Bucky for a split second. Steve quickly nods as he helps Bucky maneuver his arm out of the makeshift weight he and Sam had improvised. Bucky moves his arm immediately, gingerly rubbing at the plates. (Y/N) sighs, muttering a quick ‘thank you’ before they drop down beside Bucky, running their fingers along his arm. 

   “It doesn’t hurt doll-” Bucky pauses when (Y/N) grabs his hand, lacing their fingers together. 

   “It’s nice to see you again…jerk,” 

Kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again.
It’s been a long, long time.
Haven’t felt like this, my dear
Since I can’t remember when.
It’s been a long, long time

   The soft music of some old record player was almost warm in the cold lab, the colorful notes a stark contrast to the white everything, the walls, the tables, even Bucky’s clothes were white. This time the two continued to sway softly, only now Bucky could only do it with one arm, his other one stuck in some hydra base far, far away. His face was nuzzled into (Y/N)’s neck once again as the two slowly danced together, just like the old days. 

   There was no heavy atmosphere this time, instead it was light and happy, there was no need for goodbyes or tears, there was no need to rush their dancing, no reason for last anythings. Rather they had new beginnings, this wasn’t some sad, last dance instead it was a peaceful first dance, and they were going to make the most of it.  

   “I’ve missed you Barnes,” (Y/N) whispers, resting their head against Bucky’s chest, just above his beating heart. Bucky smiles, nuzzling against (Y/N) just a tiny bit more. 

  “I’ve missed you too,” Bucky whispers back, placing a gentle kiss to (Y/N)’s neck. (Y/N) hums, as they slowly step in time with the music, their soft vibrations also in time with the music. 

  “So kiss me once, then kiss me twice, then kiss me once again,’ (Y/N) sings along, their voice just as soft as the music. “Haven’t felt like this, my dear since I can’t remember when, it’s been a long, long time,” Bucky smirks as he pulls away, just enough to nudge (Y/N)’s nose up using his own given his one arm was wrapped around their waist snugly. (Y/N) looks at him for a second or two before he leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to their lips. (Y/N)’s just about to kiss back when Bucky pulls away, smirking up a damn storm. But before (Y/N) could even begin to complain Bucky kisses them once again, giving them a sweet taste before pulling back once again. 

  “Barnes if you don’t properly kiss me-” This time Bucky leans in and stays there, kissing (Y/N) as sweetly as he could manage. (Y/N) whimpers against his lips as they reach up to cup his cheeks, kissing him back with just as much passion as he was kissing them. 

   “I agree,” Bucky whispers, pulling back just enough to whisper, “It’s been a long, long time,” 

Sf9 When Their Company’s Trainees Gossip About You Sexually. (You’re an idol that is secretly dating them)

Inseong: “Hey kiddos, I think you should just work on training and practicing on your dance and singing skills, actually you KNOW WHAT perform me something right now since you all have so much time to have a crush on girl idols.”

Originally posted by foxyins

Youngbin: Would not take it for one second. They’ll wish they hadn’t said anything as soon as their sunbae, Youngbin disagrees. “That’s not a nice way to talk about a girl. She’s not a piece of meat you know. And I think before you would ever get a chance to debut, you should really change that attitude of yours if you want to ever become my hoobae, now get to practice before you never see the practice room again.” 

Originally posted by ohjuho

Jaeyoon: “ Are you always such an stupidass idiot, or do you just show off when I’m around?”

Bless these trainee’s lives and bless their nonexistent careers cuz jaeyoon’s coming for them and it’s not a pretty picture.

Originally posted by sf9fantasy

Rowoon: “Focus on your trainee life, I’m sure you probably won’t be able to meet her until several years later huh, considering your skills right now, maybe never.” 

Originally posted by birthdaycakebyrihanna

Dawon: “Do yourself a favor and ignore anyone who tells you to be yourself. Bad idea in your case.” Most likely will brush it off because he knows some boys are just shit like that and just be super annoyed but if he hears it more than once or twice again later, he will have no problem with going off on them. Nice And Friendly Dawon does have his limits, he’s just glad your not around to hear any of the bs. 

Originally posted by breakingsensation

Taeyang:  ohnotheyf***didnotjustsaythataboutmygirl. Glares x100. Knows for sure he ain’t about to support them on debuting as soon as those words about you escape out their mouth. Thinks to himself “You can forget about debuting kiddos, you’re not getting my vote”

Originally posted by birthdaycakebyrihanna

Zuho: yoo he did not just say that..

will legit showed his dislike towards the trainees whenever they greet him or see him/Will evaluate them horribly every monthly test and will turn into the pettiest bitch ever for you. 

“Hello zuho sunbae!”


Originally posted by princekangchani

Hwiyoung: Judging super hard. “What the f***, are you serious right now? Are you even taking the music industry seriously? She’ll be your sunbae if you debut, pay some damn respect.” Makes sure to tell you later to never go near them if they do one day debut and is legit embarrassed they come from the same company as him. 

Originally posted by imekova

Chani: Highkey annoyed af. Not sure what to say cuz he doesn’t want to reveal your relationship with him. Specifically since he’s young, hearing sexual stuff like that about you which he himself would never dare to think about, it would piss him off alot to know another guy thinks that way towards you. But knowing how chani is, he would try to hold himself back but the other members would tell right away chani’s upset and would pull him away and make him forget about it before he could finish his sentence, the most he would be able to say would be “yah” before youngbin or rowoon pulls him away cuz once chan is angry, he’s not the type to beat around the bush. He’ll destroy you with his words or nothing at all there is no in between. 

Originally posted by feelsensational

BTS reaction:You got beaten up by an anti-fan.

A/N: This is a really awful thing to happen to anyone of the kpop stars’s girlfriends or boyfriends even them themselves. Sorry for any mistakes made.

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: “  BTS reaction when their girlfriends got beaten up (real hard) by an anti-fan of them, please. Love ur work so much :))))) 


  Jin will run to you immediately and make sure you are ok. Once he sees how bad you are hurt, he will call the other members and do everything in his power to keep you safe from now on. He will ask ARMY for help as well, in anyway they can. Jin will want to find out who did it.

Originally posted by snowyjin

Min Yoongi/ Suga:

  He will be pissed off.There won’t be anything that would be able to stop him. Yoongi will run over to help you in a hot second. If he sees the anti-fans running away he will forget all about being a gentleman and not hitting a girl (if it is a girl). Let’s hope the rest of bangtan will get there on time. Jungkook will have to jump and stop them. “Hyung don’t! They don’t deserve it!”, “Y/N is the one who didn’t deserve it, they do!” this is going to end bad.

Originally posted by kookiesforjimin

Jung Hoseok/J-hope: 

 Hobi will be more worried about you than anything at the moment.He will run over to you and hold you in his arms.This way he will be relieved that you are alive. Nothing will stop him to find out the people who did this. Like the others he will ask ARMY to tell him if they saw anyone suspicious around you.He will sleep in the hospital next to you.

Originally posted by minseokhoseok

Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster:

 To be honest I feel like he will be the most dangerous out of Bangtan. I think that he might do something very dangerous.You are the most important person to him and seeing you like this will unlock a real monster that ARMY or anti-fans have never seen before. I have a feeling it would be too scary for everyone.

Originally posted by just-namjooned

Park Jimin:

 He will start breathing heavy as his brain realizes what has happened to you.The anger might make him go crazy and start yelling. Them anti-fans will be more scared of him than the police itself. Once he sees you his screams will start sounding more like a beast’s than a human. Not even bangtan will be able to stop him from finding the people who did this.

Originally posted by eun-ae

Kim Taehyung/V:

 Once Tae finds out, he will sit down somewhere and start thinking about a lot of things. Taehyung will check on you, forgetting about work. He will make sure this never happens again and that he is always with you.He will think of finding you bodyguards just in case anything happens again. Of course Tae will want to find out who did it as well.

Originally posted by kpop-kdrama-kvariety


He will be shocked, the thing he was afraid of the most actually happened. Jungkook will start throwing stuff and breaking anything that he sees out of pure anger.He will make sure to find the assholes who actually did this to his girlfriend. The most important thing to him at the moment will be your well being. 

Originally posted by igotbulletproof

MY WINGS THEORY!! Please read 🖤

(I’m actually pretty convinced in this theory….it’s based on the European story…Damien(didn’t really include that in my theory though…and the legend of Lucifer and the fallen angels.)
Sorry this is so long!! I connected some of the best theories I saw, let me know what you think! x
I’ll analyze all the music videos:

All of them died (Jin died first. he committed suicide after that girl in school from Boy In Luv and War Of Hormone rejected him. Pretty sure he drowned himself in that car they keep driving around with.)
All the others died/killed themself after Jin passed away because they couldn’t live without their friend.
(Jimin drowned himself, J-Hope died of an overdose of pills, Kookie gets beaten up, then ends up in a car crash, Suga kills himself by setting his room on fire, Rap Monster died by fire too at his working place when he drops the cigarette, Tae kills himself by falling/jumping into water
All of them, accept V, kill themselfes in the music video to “I Need You”
Then follows the Prologue video. In which V tries to call someone (we know it’s Rap Monster, but he doesn’t answer.) after that we see V waking up in this very weird place..i think this video is based on the legend of Peter Pan..the kinda scary one. And it fits the concept of “Young Forever”
Let me break it down for you. This is not the disney, kids story. This is the legend of Peter Pan and the lost boys.
So, we all know Peter Pan takes lost boys to Neverland to never grow up, right? This is what’s happening here.
This place where V wakes up suddenly looked so weird for me.
So, the legend goes that Peter takes boys who are lost and don’t have anyone, who want to die anyway, to Neverland to kill them. The only condition is, that the one who’s supposed to die there, dies because he wants to die. They can’t just kill someone. They have to do it by free will.
This is why the lost boys don’t grow up there.. they are dead.
Peter and the lost boys have to convince the new boy to stay with them and to never grow up..they have to make him wanting to die.
In this case, Rap Monster is portraying Peter Pan and V the lost boy who get’s taken. He really is a lost boy at this part, because he doesn’t have anyone now.
The other boys are the lost boys who are already dead and on Peter’s(Rap Monsters) side.
Basically V calls Rap Mon, he doesn’t pic up because obviously he’s already dead. Instead, V get’s taken by Rap Monster (Peter Pan) to Neverland (this weird place V wakes up in)
V doesn’t really realize what’s going on, because all of the lost boys are his friends and he feels comfortable with them. In this world, he can forget about killing his father and just be with his loved ones. They play around in this weird place..playing pirate, fighting with sticks, sitting around campfires and sleep in the woods..who does this remind you of? Exactly, Peter Pan and his lost boys.
The boys and Rap Monster don’t want to let V go back to the real world. They want him with them in this world so they have to convince him to stay and to kill himself. This is a trade Peter Pan has..selfishness.
Also, Rap Mon is wearing a Nirvana shirt..The place when you’re between life and death is also called Nirvana..V later is wearing one too.
At the end, V climbs up the tower and is about to jump when the other boys cheer happily. They cheer because they tempted his friend to kill himself. Now, they are all together again..and do the things they did before. They even got Jin back.
Then there is the Run video in which we get to see V, who just jumped from that tower, basically reflecting on all the sins they begann when Jin died, but BEFORE HE KILLED HIMSELF AND BEFORE THE OTHERS KILLED THEMSELFES!!
We get to see Jin, dead, in that white room, imagining what it would be like to be with the boys at that time, realizing that he can’t,
Jimin and J-Hope in that white hospital room,dead and remembering all the stupid things they did when their friend died.(pillow fight)
We get to see Kookie at the end, dead, remembering everything they did, winking at Jin in the car because they’re all together now.
That video is basically a flashback of V when he’s close to death. Which is why we see him falling into water at the beginning and we keep seeing him struggling under the water during the video.
It’s a flashback of the boys trying to deal with the death of their friend..when they realized they can’t deal with it, they commit suicide. (Which is why we see V under water,looking at the camera at the end, meaning he’s dead now.)
And that’s the reason why Jin is acting strange in that video..because he isn’t actually there..but the other boys are still alive.
V just remembers all the stupid things they did BECAUSE of Jin’s death. Like, we see V&Rap Mon getting arrested(RUN) after that V went to his parents for support after he got out of prison and then killed his father(I NEED U),
we see Kookie and Suga fighting(RUN), after that fight Suga probably went to his house very upset and killed himself(I NEED YOU)
and Kookie, still numb from that fight with Suga(RUN) goes on the street where he get’s attacked by these guys and get’s in a car accident, he dies.(I NEED YOU)
Also, that scene is important..because it’s the scene where Kookie realizes what they’re doing is wrong! Suga just doesn’t want to deal with it so him and Kookie fight.
Jimin getting drowned in the bath by his friends just for fun(RUN) becomes reality and Jimin drowns himself(I NEED YOU)
To sum this up, everything in that video, accept the scenes under water of V, the scene of Jimin and J-Hope in this weird hospital like place, Jin in that weird,white room and especially the ending scene with Kookie turning around to the car, happened before the “I need You” music video and before the Prologue in which V jumps but not dies yet..
The video is basically different memories from before they killed themselfes.
The scenes in these weird, white rooms of Jimin/J-Hope and Jin are in the present time, they are already dead, so is the scene of V under water he’s just dying atm.
This RUN video is about V trying to find peace while slowly dying in the water..he is in that weird state between life and death(also called NIRVANA…he’s wearing a Nirvana Hoodie like Rap Mon in the RUN video) and he remembers everything they’s basically the saying “when you die your whole life flashes before your eyes”
..and by the end of the video he’s dead. And we’re in the present time when the boys are walking down the street, followed by a car and Kookie turning around, winking, possibly at Jin in the car in which he killed himself in.
Then, in the epilogue (Young Forever) they try to find their way to peace through a maze..which would go with the Peter Pan theory I had earlier. This video starts right after the last scene in “RUN”.
Now Tae, and all the others are dead, remembered everything they did before they killed themselfes, and then got to this weird maze.
They are basically thinking about the way they died and the sins they committed. And they have to leave them behind in order to move on. Each of them leave the maze in their own speed (some are running, some are walking slowly), Tae left the Maze as the last..he had the worst thing to deal with and it took him longer than the others to deal with it, which is why they are a bit ahead of Tae when he leaves the maze.
(Also, important image here..Tae sees the boys up side down..there is only one place where everything is supposed to be upside down, it’s hell..but it quickly turns around when he joins the boys..this is important because V later becomes the devil himself…more later)
Since all of them died alone, they each have to find their way out of the maze alone to find each other again.
At the end of that we see a plane flying UP to the basically to heaven, which is where the boys want to go.
Then there is fire they are basically fighting against the sins they committed when they were alive (in that case, the sins are represented by the figures/people in the black never see their faces..) at the end, they have the house full of people in hoodies and TAE is the one who throws himself into them..which shows that he won’t fight the sins he committed and which is why he becomes the fallen angel later in bst (more later..just keep that in mind)
At the end, he runs out with the boys BUT he gave into his sins right before that..which shows that he really didn’t leave his sins behind.. but God in heaven ,where they want to go, for now believes that he does. (More later)
All the boy run out of the building right before it explodes with all the other people in there (the people in hoodies = sins)
So their sins are gone now (basically the boys are forgiven..)
The boys had to face their sins in order to get to heaven (so basically they had to go through hell…how is hell often portrayed? Right, as burning FIRE) that is why Suga at the end of FIRE goes like “i forgive you” because they defeated their worst sides..for now at least…
you know what’s also hell?
Right, facing you mistakes/ fears alone..which is in the WINGS short films..the boys are all alone, going through everything they did wrong..having to relive the worst moments (like Jimin drowning again/killing himself..same as J-Hope..(killing yourself is considered a sin)
Suga has to relive fighting/Not helping Kookie, Kookie dying in the car crash and him fighting with Suga. Maybe Suga even blames himself for Kookies death which is why he nearly gets hit by a car in his short film.
Tae obviously has to relive the moments after killing his father, losing his innocence(portrayed by the white dog), then killing himself, and Jin (who killed himself first) has to relive the moment where he decided to kill himself and leave the boys alone (polaroid pictures) which is why all the other short filmes somehow appear in his movie.
And Rap Mon has to relive not answering V’s phonecall after he killed his father..him not answering is the reason why Tae killed himself later..(also reference to the Peter Pan theory) and we see him tattooing himself again..we saw that in “Danger”, i believe..he might regret it and look at it as a sin.
They went through hell in “FIRE” to fight of the sins they committed as a group and they went through their personal hell to fight of the sins they committed themselfs..which is why every member is forgiven after their short film is over..(portrayed by the circles of the WINGS cover..them getting a circle on the WINGS cover shows them getting their WINGS and flying to heaven..)
Their lyrics in the songs are a sign of that too..V for example goes “i’m sorry my sister” = he looks for forgiveness to get to heaven,
Jimin “find the me who was innocent” = well..he wants to get rid of his sins and be innocent again to get to heaven,
Kookie just wants his friends to forgive him with the lyrics..“fly with me” (angels fly obviously)
Also, Jin’s awake is kinda obvious..he wants to be forgiven that he killed himself and he wants to wake up and go to heaven.
So, they are forgiven now and they can go to heaven to become angels..
There, the atmosphere seems to be perfect, calm..all the boys are together and happy..(in that museum/heaven are many references to the European story I talked about..the german quote, the art work which actually is from the story..)
in that music video the boys are literal angels who each portray one of the 7 deadly sins from the legend:
1. lust (Kookie)
2. Greed (Suga)
3. Anger (J-Hope)
4. Pride (Tae)
5. Envy (Jin)
6. Sloth (Jimin)
7. Glutton (Rap Mon)

I’ll start with Kookie:
He portrayes “Lust”..could be sexual (because he really is in that video omg) but lust also means a desire to avoid pain, emotional comfort, also wine (alcohol)
This is connected to Rap Mon’s “Glutton”
Ever lusted over something so much and now you finally have it and you can’t get enough? (Kookie) Right..that’s Gluttony(Rap Mon) The desire to want more..this is shown through substance abuse and drinking problems..Well, Rap Mon is constantly drinking Absinthe which is this green drink, with really strong alcohol. It’s also called a hallucinogen..or “the drink of WINGS”
So, what happens if Kookie and Rap Mon meet? Right..Kookies innocence get’s spoiled..he has dreams and all his hormones are at war (no pun intended) so he keeps “flying” (hanging from the ceiling) in his own world, trying Absinthe as well.
Basically Kookie leveled up his lust and became glutton.
As a glutton, RapMon is an attention seeker so he happily teaches Kookie his ways..the green color of the absinthe is connected to both of them in the video..and this is why we constantly see both of them together in that one room in the video.

Greed - Suga
“Strong desire to gain attention and power causing disloyalty and betrayal”
Suga has power over Jimin..

Jimin is the “Sloth” which basically means “without care”..
He avoids responsibilities, lack of interest and general absence.
No feelings for the world, yourself or people around you. You just don’t care about anything and don’t make any affords to archive something.
Jimin is in a room with Suga (you can also see the green smoke (absinthe) in there.)
Suga, the one with the “power” looks down through the glass floor to see Kookie and RapMon..but he looks he’s better than them..
the room is empty because “big house, big cars and big rings” + his piano where only things he used to gain this power..they mean nothing to him now.
Greed (Suga) requires a winner(himself) and a loser(Jimin)
When Suga covered Jimin’s eyes, there was a sign behind him saying “the tempter”…Suga probably gave the Apple to Jimin (the apple is a sign of temptation and sins)
He then blindfolds Jimin to get complete control over him..he doesn’t want to share his power with him..he just wants to control him.
But Jimin doesn’t even struggle or fight back one bit. He’s the “Sloth” so he doesn’t care..or maybe he’s just too lazy to do anything about it. Even if he tries to free himself later..he can’t. But u see, Jimin’s hands are completely free. He could’ve just taken the blindfold off but he just didn’t bother..why making an effort..
At the end it’s Suga who takes the ribbon off..Jimin just looks sad. Because he’s the loser and Suga won everything.

Tae (Pride)
Pride is all about “Me,Myself and I”
As I mentioned Tae portrays the Angel Lucifer..he betrayed god(in FIRE because he didn’t actually leave his sins behind) and wants to rule over heaven instead of god..Lucifer’s sin is not wanting to be “god’s right hand” he wants to be god himself. And guess what, a few angels actually followed Lucifer (the 4 other boys..excluding Jin and J-Hope follow him right away).
Before Lucifer was banned from heaven he was the most beautiful angel and the closest to god. He was always described as “golden”, “looking like a gold star” which is probably why V is blonde..
Tae seems so adorable in the video..always smiling, always looking very pretty and cute..he even smiles when he’s jumping/falling from that balcony.
But that’s just a trick. He tricks/ betrayes everyone. (Which is why he’s covered in this white blanket through the whole video..white is a sign of innocence..)
He’s the tempter and wants all of them to think he’s one of the good ones. Which is why his smile is so cheeky when he finally reveals himself. He enjoys being the evil one..typical Lucifer.
He already has Jimin,Suga,Kookie and RapMon on his side..the weaker angels.
Now, Tae (Lucifer) has to keep tempting the other two, higher ranked angels..who have to suffer to follow Lucifers path.

J-Hope (Anger)
Anger helps us to fight injustice (V) in his opinion Tae is doing everything wrong. So he wants revenge. This is not accepted in heaven though, which is why he get’s banned from heaven.
J-Hopes character in “Boy Meets Evil” which was before BST, was so angry!! And so is his character now.
He knows the true,evil nature of V but accepts that he gets banned from heaven and accepts his future with V. He decides that his angry character would match well with V’s evil nature. He enjoys the power of anger and goes with V.
“People who fly into rage will always get a bad landing”
(He get’s banned from heaven because he choose Lucifer, not god)

Envy - Jin
Characterized by insatiable desire which is described as a sad desire towards traits or possessions of someone else.
As well as Pride(V), Envy(Jin) has been associated directly with the devil.
The war in heaven still takes place (chaos in the video..statues smashing, things breaking..)
and more angels will fall from heaven..Jin is one of them.
Jin is as proud as Tae..but he’s still fighting with the decision between good and evil. He slowly leans towards the chaos though.
He looks in a dark mirror..above it says “you still have to have chaos inside you to give birth to a dancing star”…..dancing star= gold star= lucifer..isn’t that interesting?
While the boys (Jimin,Suga,Kookie,RapMon and J-Hope) already accepted their faith and run out of the room (away from heaven/god))
Jin looks unsure once again, but V, the tempter/lucifer covers his eyes. And Jin gives in to Lucifers final temptation. After that, he kisses the statue(the fallen angel) as a symbol for his loyalty to V(Lucifer) Jin now made his faith clear. He’s gonna leave heaven/god with his friends&Lucifer.
Then, V finally shows his true self.
“The Lucifer, the highest angel, falling and yet smiling. He’s not sad about his faith. He’s determined to follow his evil plan.”
Everything crashes at the end, including Jin’s face reflected in the dark mirror.
Now, this just confirms everything. They are all basically flying or more likely falling to earth.. (When you get banned from heaven you fall on to earth)
The trailer basically tells us the story of their falls.
The symbols of their sins from BST fall into pieces as well (Suga’s piano is broken in the corner, Kookies swing burning, Jimin’s blindfold is ripped, RapMon is covered in glass (probably from alcohol bottles), J-Hope lying between the arrows which symbolize his anger.
Jin’s story keeps telling us his ultimate fall. When he kisses his own reflection, his ego has grown, his sin..or well Tae’s sin (Pride) took over him and he’s invented a chaos inside him. He’s accepting his fate..there is no return for him now.
All fallen angels fall into corruption..they don’t have their beauty or angelic powers anymore.
Tae regrows his wings in pain..he stands up and spreads his new, black wings with an evil smirk telling us that this us just the beginning.

Fine pt-2

Originally posted by pjkook

based on fine by Taeyeon

words: 2.2k

summary: Your in love with Jimin, your best friend, who’s also a player and you don’t know how to tell him about how you feel.

before your read: yes i had posted a part two to this but i didn’t like it so instead i completely RE DID IT. I am sososo much happier with this part! Anyways I hope you like it!

part 1 , part 3

You almost feel lightheaded at Taehyung answer, you didn’t believe he would actually do this to you. You trusted him, despite him only being Jimin’s friend and not really yours, you truly had put your trust into him.

“What?” Jimin asks dumbfounded as if it was hard to believe it.

“What the fuck Taehyung?” you whisper almost slightly pushing him and he averts his eyes towards you.

“I’m doing this for your best” he reassures and you laugh at him, how dare he be the one to tell him when you were waiting for the right moment?

“No Taehyung, you’re not. You did this to mess with me! I told you I didn’t want him to know and you went right ahead and told him! What rights did you have to do this?” you feel the tears wanting to escape your eyes but instead, you look down at the floor, hoping they would disappear somehow.

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Dean Winchester x Reader

1500 Words

Summary:  No matter where, or what you were doing, you would always go when the Winchester’s asked. Dean had a special place in your heart, even though he didn’t know, and you would do anything for him. Even dying to save his life.

Author’s Note. Angst

No matter what you were doing, or where you were, when the Winchester’s called you for help, you answered. There had been many a case you had passed on, just so you could head out and help the Winchester’s with whatever they needed. Be it research, or just an extra gun, they knew you would always be there for them, and you wanted to keep it that way.

That’s why, when they called you this time, you hauled ass from Washington, meeting them at Bobby’s house as soon as you could. It didn’t matter that the vampire hadn’t been taken care of, or the guy’s whose number you threw away never got called. What mattered was the fact you would get to see your mossy green eyed hunter again. You would get to hear him say your name in that deep, throaty voice that sent pleasure coursing through your body. Even though he didn’t realize it, your love for him was what made you drop everything and run to him, each and every time.

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A BTS Fanfiction

Type: AU/Alternative Universe

Summary: Sometimes a normal life is a good one to lead; its nice…its easy…
But sometimes, normal isn’t the way that things were meant to be. And when you’re chosen as a possible candidate for one of the kingdom’s 7 princes, life isn’t as nice and easy as you always presumed it to be…especially when you catch the eye of more than one of them…

A/N: I will warn you all now, that this fic is going to be VERY different to my usual stuff, but you can expect a hell of a lot more twists, turns, secrets, and debauchery than ever before… ;)

Disclaimer: I will put warnings on any chapters that challenge social acceptance, however, as an overall warning, this story will contain themes of sex, fear, control (of one person over another), and elements of a gothic nature! 


Part 1


It was so…dark.

All the stories that you’d ever heard about the castle had been about how music sang from the walls, how long clouds of silk curtains billowed gently in the breeze that wafted through the grand windows, how the place was decorated with ornaments, paintings, crystal vases galore…

But the first thing you noticed as you walked through the tall, oak doorway…

…was the darkness.

‘I don’t think we’re allowed to be down here.’ You murmur to the man pulling you along by the hand, your eyes wide as you watch the water dripping down the dank walls of the corridor you’d come to find yourself in after climbing down numerous stairs to what you thought would be the library, but what was starting to look more like a dungeon.

‘Don’t worry. I know where we’re going.’ He murmurs amused, the humor-filled lilt of his voice not working to reassure you at all as you begin to drag your feet, struggling to hold the bottom of your dress off of the floor so that it wouldn’t get wet as you watch him stare excitedly in front of himself.

‘I really think we should head back- what if someone sees-‘

You’re cut off when he suddenly stops, spinning back to pin you against the wall, his eyes dancing excitedly over your face for a moment before he pushes his lips against yours, ducking his head down and softly pressing his mouth to yours, practically being able to feel the adrenaline running through him in the kiss.

‘I have to show you.’ Is all he says as he pulls away, staring at you almost piercingly as he grins, and you swear you see his eyes flash a different colour momentarily, your heart racing in your chest with the sight of the abnormality, before you’re being kissed roughly, yet briefly, again, and once more he begins to drag you along the corridor, his grip on your wrist having tightened somewhat compared to before.

You remain silent as you follow after him, the only sound being your slightly ragged breathing, trying not to trip over your feet as he out-paces you, getting lost in your thoughts as the image of his eyes flashing repeats over and over in your mind. But just as you go to stop him once again, you look up to see that you’d arrived at the end of the dark corridor, a large solid oak door standing in your path.

‘This is it.’ He whispers to himself, turning to look at you with his lip caught between his teeth as he grins, the expression telling you that you were meant to be as excited as him, but all you could focus on was the way your heart was racing in your chest at the prospect of the unknown, your nervousness making you stare at the gold buttons decorating his chest rather than being able to look him in the eye.

‘Princess?’ he murmurs, the unexpectedness of the word forcing your gaze to his, and the minute you look into his eyes you wish you didn’t; seeing the same flashing of colour greeting you as he grins down at you devilishly.

‘Are you ready?’

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anonymous asked:

Hello, I don't know if you take any prompts, but this thought haunts me for a few week. Imagine, John receives comments on his blog (he still runs it) where people speculate that Sherlock saved Irene and now they are have child together and raises him. John decides to tell this rumors to Sherlock and greate detective is sweating and stutter( cause it's true) and John can't believes his eyes, he is in shock! To wonderful Adlock writers, feel free to use this prompt as you want. Thanks

Oooh Dear Anon! I don’t request prompts….but if someone wants to drop some  in my Ask, I’ll do my best to fulfill their wishes ^^

As for your prompt, i gotta say, i couldn’t resist!!! Sorry if it is a bit late or if it has any mistake. Enjoy :3

Since John began to run his blog again, he had received plenty of new comments full with new and elaborate theories on how his friend could have survived the fall. As a side note, a few of them were creepy or weird, he blames Anderson and his fan-detective club for those. Every fan theory he received was very thoroughly thought and John enjoyed reading every of them.

One day, the comments began to appear on Irene Adler’s case. Some of them inquiring if she ever appeared again, or if Sherlock ever found her under the witness protection. Despite John insistence on her total disappearing, people didn’t let go on the matter.

“Witness protection? Never see her again? That’s bullsh*t!! For what you write on this blog, Sherlock Holmes would’ve never let that woman go. I’m very sure he went after her. I mean, what about those two years he went missing? I’m sure he went to find Irene Adler.”

It was this comment that triggered a rain of speculations on her whereabouts and current situation. The theories escalated from simple visit from Sherlock to more elaborated scenarios relating the government or the MI6, going to uncover missions for the Russians or dropping the mischief and living a happy life with a lawyer. After two weeks of continuous comments about it, the fans seemed to finally conceived one single theory who gathered all the others. During his two years away, Sherlock  found Irene Adler, they spent those two years together and beared a child, but Sherlock had to return from this  life to defend London. After reading this, John laughed, closed the laptop and went to sleep.

Days passed and for an unexplainable reason, John couldn’t take that final theory out of his head. He didn’t believe it of course. It was ridiculous, Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler? Well, John knew they kept in contact, Sherlock still receive text messages from Ms Adler, also he admitted they text each other occasionally. But a child? That was too much, too much speculation from Anderson’s crazy detectives club.

Another week went by and the theory settled its roots deeper and deeper on John’s mind. On a restless night his mind began to wander about it. The two years disappearing, finding her, living together, that could accidentally lead to a pregnancy… maybe, and then? Sherlock and Irene raising a child together? No, no, impossible. It was just silly, absurd. With that final thought, John rested.

“I’ve been receiving new feedbacks in the blog.” Comments John one afternoon in Baker street. Sherlock doesn’t answers as he is concentrate on a experiment on the kitchen table.

“Theories on how you survived the jump from Bart’s.”

“Any of them interesting?” Asks Sherlock with low interest.

“There was one about… Irene Adler.” This catches Sherlock attention, but he tries to hide it and pretends he didn’t heard. “I said, there was a theory about Irene Adler.” John repeats louder this time.

“Mh, what was that?” Asks Sherlock. In John’s opinion, he is playing the fool.

“Irene Adler, someone thinks she- well, she and you… er… had something during the two years you were supposedly dead.” At John’s words, Sherlock laughs nervously but pays no further attention. “So? Nothing to say?” Insists John.

“What do you want me to say?”

“Well, you still text each other. Are you going to tell me you both met during your absence?”

“Fine!” Exclaims Sherlock annoyed. “Yes, John, we met, some… few times.” Answers Sherlock uncomfortable.

“Oh, so… a few times…” Sherlock ignores him and focus again on his experiment. “Because, the theory doesn’t ends there. These people thinks you and her had a child.” As soon as this words reach Sherlock’s ear he drops the flask he is holding and it crashes on the floor. Standing quickly, the detective begins to gather the glass pieces and clean the mess. John is astonished by this reaction. “You ok?”

“Yes, yes, I just… drop it.”

“You seem nervous.”

“I am not.” Answers Sherlock, running his fingers through his hair.

“You sure?” John insists.

“I said I’m fine!” He yells this time.

Slowly, John stands from his position and walks towards Sherlock, sharpening his gaze, John starts to notice subtle details on his friend. Clumsy moves, altered breathing pattern, sweating, the sly shake on his hands, darting eyes. That’s when John starts to remember situations who seemed odd back then, but now are suspicious. Taking a deep breath, John gets close to Sherlock who is now standing.

“You knew about the diapers… How they worked.” Comments John.

“Well, that was a basic understanding for a case-”

“And that technique with words,” Interrupts John. “You taught Rosie to talk… faster.” Says John bewildered.

“Um well,” Says Sherlock in a mocking tone with a sly smile. “Nero talked even faster.” The words escapes from Sherlock’s mouth before he can stop himself and regrets it immediately.

“Nero!” Yells John with rage. “His name is- You had- Sherlock! You have a son and never told me about it?” Exclaims John in a mixture of shock and anger.

“Well John, I think you are making a big fuss about it.”

“I am?” Taking a moment to study the situation, John gives is. It is not the first time Sherlock hides this kind of information from him, and probably won’t be the last. Regaining his calm again, John laughs. “So, Nero then?”

“Yep.” Sherlock nods.

This time, John considers carefully his words. Because, he realises, Sherlock has been plotting this revelation for a while now, the first step was Irene Adler’s text.

“When are you seeing him again?”

“Sorry, What?” Asks Sherlock in confusion.

“Your son, you have to see him from time to time.”

“Well, yes but-”

“When?” Insists John.

“I was supposed to take a flight to Montenegro next week.” Answers Sherlock a bit shy.

“Why don’t you… Invite them over?” Sherlock frowns at the suggestion. “You know,” John continue. “Moriarty is dead, so is Magnusen. Your sister under surveillance.”

“I… Um… “ Sherlock looks away and frowns meditating on John’s suggestion. “Fine… I’ll have to make a call but… yes. They could come and…” Sherlock sighs leaving the sentence unfinished. “John, I never said anything ‘cause-”

Before Sherlock could finish his sentence, John brings him close into a tight embrace. Releasing a joyful laugh, John taps his friend on the back.

“Congratulations, daddy.” Says John with a broad smile after the hugh.

“He doesn’t call me dad.” mumbles Sherlock bending his head.

“How does he calls you then?”

“Irene calls me Sherlock when I’m around so…”

“He calls you Sherlock…” Laughs John eagerly and a bit impress. “Do you have any pictures of him?”

“Oh! Yes, of course.” Says Sherlock reaching for his phone. 

Well, this turned up longer than i expected. If someone wants to continue this fic, you are very welcome :3

I’m sorry

Request: Hi! Sorry, its me again haha. Its ok if you dont want to do It because its muy second request, but just in case, can you make an imagine where the reader takes the pile of the city of light in order to forget that Bellamy cheated on her? Jaha captures him and make him see how the reader cuts her veins? Clarke saves them in the last moment and the reader forgets Bellamy. Fluff but angsty please!

Requested by: @lachicadelamanzana

A/N: Hello again love! Never feel scared to request twice, i’m always up to write more and I loved your last request! So please feel free to send a third, aha! 

Warning: none.

Originally posted by all-about-bellarke

You stared at the chip in your contemplating. “It’ll erase all the pain he’s caused you.” Jaha spoke up, staring at you with intrigued eyes. He honestly didn’t think it’d be this easy to get you to take the chip, remembering your defiance from the Ark, but then he’d learned about Bellamy.

“I won’t remember anything?” You questioned, turning it over.

“The pain? Yes.”

You nodded, taking one more look at the chip before making your decision. “Then i’ll see you there.” And with that you placed the chip in your mouth, feeling it dissolve in the back of your throat before suddenly everything became blank.

You tried to remember why you felt so sad before, but nothing came to mind. With clouded eyes, you looked up at Jaha who smiled at you.

Bellamy struggled, trying to break the restraints around his wrists and ankled, it kept him stuck to the pole behind him. He stared angrily at Jaha, who stood by the door with a wide smile and blank eyes. He needed to get out of here before they tried to force the chip in him, and he couldn’t let that happen. 

“Jaha, let me go!” He yelled, trying to gain the mans attention. Jaha only smiled, waking out of being in the City of Light. He regarded Bellamy for a moment before chuckling, “Y/N you may come in now.” 

With a gasp and wide eyes, Bellamy turns his gaze to you. He thought he would never see you again after you’d run off when he’d regrettably cheated on you. He chased after you for days, but you’d disappeared, completely vanished.

With a blank face and fake smile, you walked in. In your hand a small knife and you walked just in front of you. Bellamy stared at you, confused as he tried to search for any ounce of you left but you just regarded him with the same blank smile. “Now, Bellamy, i’m going to leave you alone with an old friend.” Jaha spoke, walking out of the room.

“Y/N…” Bellamy whispered, pulling at his restraints to reach you. He was was relieved you were alive but you weren’t you. His heart beat rapidly as he stared at you in concern. “What did they do to you?” He wondered what could have convinced you to take the chip, after you knew what evil it could do.

“They did nothing.” You finally spoke, your voice the same but different. “It was only you who caused this.”

Bellamy felt his heart sink and with one last tug, he stopped trying. Guilt that had been with him since he’d done it, grew as he stared in your eyes. Those eyes he loved (and still did) but ruin when he had been so high on his power strike. He hadn’t understood why you didn’t back him up with Pike, so because of your anger he’d slept with some other girl. Only you’d caught them and after everything that’d happened, he realized that he know understood why you refused to back him. 

“Now, you will need to take the chip.” You ordered, reaching for a chip and pointing it towards his mouth. Bellamy shook his head, turning his head to the side. You sighed, seemingly turning to something behind you as Bellamy watched in concern.

With wide eyes, he watched you pull both your sleeves up and placed the knife you held against your right arm. Right over the vein and with a panicked yell, he reached at far as he could to you. “NO!” He yelled. 

“Take the chip.” Was all you said.

Bellamy stared at the knife, trying to decide. He couldn’t. If he did then this war would be over for him. “No.”

“Then this is your fault.” And with that you pressed against your skin, sliding the knife down as beads of red grew. You made no face of pain and Bellamy watched amazed that you weren’t screaming before he saw how deep you cut.

“Please, Y/N. You know this isn’t you.” He tried. “Why’d you take the godamn chip!” He yelled, trying to ignore the way your arm bled. 

“I took the chip because of you, Bell.” You said, using the nickname he loved to hear come from your lips. He bit his own, his heart breaking as you moved the knife to your other arm.

“Please, please. Im sorry. I understand why you did it, but this isn’t you!”

“This is me. This is the me you caused.” You said, pressing down on your arm. “Why’d you cheat on me, Bell? I loved you.” You said as you cut another deep slice into your arm. He was about to answer before you passed out, falling onto the ground. 

“I was mad!” He yelled, trying to reach you.

The door swung open and with fear, Bellamy tried to reach you only to sigh in relief when Clarke walked through. She stared shocked at you, looking over at Bellamy before running over. She fell to the ground, grabbing your arms as she held pressure to them.

“Bellamy!” Miller yelled, walking over to you. He unrestrained Bellamy, helping him down, Bellamy let out a small thank you before falling down next to you. Clarke stared at Bellamy for a moment before ordering Miller to get a clothe or something.

It was the best she could do. Luckily you hadn’t cut deep enough to actually slice yourself to death, but it would be bad if she didn’t stop the bleeding. When she received the clothe, she quickly wrapped it around both arms, tightly.

“Will she be okay?” Bellamy asked brushing hair from your face.

“She’ll be fine.” Clarke huffed.

With a groan, you opened your eyes. You felt no pain as you sat up, and stared at your arms. You were, though, surprised to see your foot chained to the ground and in a completely different location. It looked oddly familiar but you couldn’t quite place it.

The door swung open and you watched as he ran in, “Y/N!” He yelled, seemingly relieved. He stared down at you with a small smile but all you did was stare at him confused.

“Who are you?”


Dean cheats on the reader, so she runs with a secret and stays in a small town working in a diner when the boys come back into the picture

Dean and Reader

ANGST, cheating, forgiveness, emotional and physical abuse, fluff, seriously like teeth rotting fluff

Word Count:  2,777

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Originally posted by milanavsh

           Another hunt, another fight. Your boyfriend was angry again, and per usual he went to the bar down the road from the motel. I decided to go down and talk, as I walked in I saw him dancing with a skinny blonde, making out like teenagers. I never knew my heart could shatter like that. I walked back out and back to our room, I knocked on Sam’s door and saw the door open. He saw your condition, “what’s wrong?” I started sobbing, “He cheated on me Sam” He grabbed me and held me as I sobbed into his shirt. “I’ll have Cas take you home to pack okay, you can use one of bobby’s cabins” I just nodded and went back to the room and gathered my things.

           I prayed to Cas to help me out, I heard his wings and he immediately knew the situation. He touched my forehead and sent me back to pack my belongings. “I do not understand y/n, why would he do that?” “Because he can” I knew there would be a day he would find someone better than me. Cas helped me with my belongings, packing my car.

           He hugged me tightly and promised to keep in touch. I started the car and headed out into the great unknown. I had never felt so alone in my life, I knew I wasn’t but it still destroyed me, every fiber of my being.


           I heard pounding on the door and knew it was Dean, I wanted to kill him for doing that to her. She was like my sister, and I was supposed to protect her from the heartache. I opened the door seeing Dean an absolute mess. “You deserve to feel that! How could you??” “I know Sam, Cas already talked to me. I always promised I wouldn’t break her heart but I did anyway”

           “Well she’s gone now, so you can back to being a one night stand guy” “I don’t want to” I shook my head and slammed the door in his face. He deserved what he got coming to him. Cas had zapped in later and revealed that she was pregnant, she had called him panicking. I sent her a text and told her she wasn’t alone and that I would help when I could.

Reader POV

           After finding out that I was pregnant, I decided to leave the hunting life. I had used one of Bobby’s cabins, close enough to a town that had a diner that was hiring. So, that’s what I did, I worked and slowly fixed up the cabin to be homey and comforting.

           I was about six months along and found out I was having a girl and couldn’t be more thrilled about it. Today was a full shift day, so dressing comfortable was key, and with it being a nice warm spring day I wore leggings and an old band t-shirt that used to belong to Dean. It was four in the afternoon and the dinner rush had just started.

           I started to not feel well, and Lou could see that as well. “Hey go home, I know you’re not feeling well” “Thank you so much” Before I left I grabbed dinner to take home hoping it would help. I set the food on the roof when I heard a sound I hoped I never had to hear again. There they were, getting out and heading toward the doors.

           I quickly got into my car hoping I wouldn’t be noticed, which didn’t work at all. I finally got the car started when they both looked my way, eyes going wide realization. I quickly got out there hoping they wouldn’t follow. But who was I kidding? Of course, they would find me, that’s their job.

           Once I made it home, I took a quick shower wiping the sweat from the day. It was a perfect evening for having the windows open and the radio playing. I dug into my food and absolutely enjoyed the food. ‘Never Be Alone’ by Shawn Mendes came on the radio and I instantly started tearing up. The truth was I was alone, I didn’t have anyone except for the little one growing inside my stomach.

           I was pulled out of my thoughts when there was a knock at the door, I guess it was now or never. I turned the radio off and steeled myself for the impending fight coming. I opened the door to see both boys, I stepped aside and let them come in. I sat back down and started eating my dinner again. “What are you guys doing here?” “Just finished a case and decided to get some food”

           I nodded and continued eating, feeling better now that I had some food in my system. “Well thanks for stopping by” I picked up the wrappers and threw them away grabbing a bottle of water and leaning against the sink. “I’ll let you guys talk, I’m gonna grab some food and bring it back” “Sam I know what you’re trying do and I’m too tired to deal with this”

           Suddenly I really didn’t feel well, to the point of falling to the ground and crying out. “Call an ambulance” I could hear Sam on the phone and then felt two arms help me up and pull me to the couch. I tried so hard to not find comfort in these once loving arms that I felt protected, now I felt heartbroken.

           The ambulance finally arrived, whisking me away to find out what was wrong. They got me settled in a room after the poking and prodding. The boys sat by my bed, there were no words spoken, just silence. The doctor finally came in, and had informed me that I was pushing myself too hard and from now on I was on bed rest until the baby was born.

           After the doctor left, I rolled to my right side with a pillow under my expanded belly breaking down in the worst way possible. “Could you just leave? HAVEN’T I SUFFERED ENOUGH?” I was angry, beyond angry. He was never there with the horrible morning sickness, he wasn’t there when you went to your first ultra sound and found out you were having a girl. They weren’t there period.

           Visiting hours were over and the boys left, hopefully permanently. Cas had flown in to check on me and to make sure my daughter and I were healthy. It was like clockwork, every week he visited and kept in touch, making sure my daughter was safe. “I was fine before they showed up” “I need to tell you that Dean isn’t himself anymore. He doesn’t smile and he drinks way too much for one man to consume.”

           “That’s his fault Cas, not mine” He kissed me on the forehead and flew away. I fell asleep quickly but it wasn’t a restful sleep. All night I had nightmares and flashbacks to that night. The nurses had to come in on multiple occasions to calm me down, it was hard staying stress free.


           I decided to go see the brothers figuring out a way to fix this. I knew Dean was remorseful for his actions but I don’t think he fully understands. “Sam Dean” “I really screwed up, didn’t I?” “I think you need to see why she’s being the way she is” I touched his forehead and brought him to her room. I sent him into her subconscious to see what she had dealt with before him.

Dean POV

           All I saw was a piece of crap trailer in the middle of nowhere. I opened the door to see her cowering in the corner, bruises covering most of her skin. Then I realized that this was before we rescued her and brought her with us. I walked to the back to see her ass of a boyfriend with another woman in bed.

           I walked back out to see that she fell asleep in the corner. The whole time I watched she was beaten, screamed at and most of all, cheated on. I watched every time when that asshole bringing multiple woman home, her spirit being crushed more and more. Cas finally zapped me out, I was speechless and I knew I had to do whatever it took to get her forgiveness and to be there for her and our child.

Reader POV

           After being awake for a couple hours, I decided sleep wasn’t going to come until the Winchesters were out of town and out of my life. I called Lou and explained the situation and he was completely understanding and offered his wife’s home cooked meals to keep you stress free. I guaranteed him that I would take him up on his offer, his wife was an amazing cook.

           He also told me that he had a talk with an amazing young man, he said he could see the sadness on his face. “It’s not going to work Lou, he did something unforgiveable” “Can I tell you something? I know about the hunting world, hell, Bobby was like a brother to me” I just don’t know” “I’m just going to ask to give him a chance, ok?” “Ok”

           After that phone call I had a bad headache and asked if the blinds could be lowered to get the room dark. I turned on my phone listening the music that helped me feel better and relaxed. I saw the door open and Dean walk through the door way, he had a bouquet of pink roses and a teddy bear.

           I opened my mouth to say something, he put his hand up hoping to stop me. “I messed up, like big time here. You are an amazing woman, and I did something unforgiveable. Cas showed me your past and I broke even more because I became a monster like he was. You deserve better but I hope I can work to be forgiven because life has been hell without you and I really want to be there for you and our kid.”

           “It’s going to take a lot of work Dean, it’s been so horrible being alone and I’ve cried my share of tears over the last six months.” He walked over and sat on the side of the bed and took my hand kissing the knuckles. “I will do whatever you ask” “Then ok, I will move back to the bunker but I get my own room for right now” “Whatever you want, I won’t argue”

           Once I was released from the hospital, Sam had helped Dean and I pack up my belongings and put them into my truck. I sat with Dean in baby while Sam drove my truck behind us. We were on our last leg to the bunker when we decided to stop for food and to stretch. I was really craving a cheeseburger, so that’s where we stopped.

           After the amazing food, we kept on our path home. I started falling asleep but couldn’t stretch out enough. “If you want to, you could use my leg as a pillow” “Thanks” I put my head in his lap and automatically felt better, but I needed to be careful. Once he started running his hand through my hair I was a goner.

           The next thing I knew I was being lifted and carried, I was too tired to really care. So, I snuggled in closer reveling in the human contact I had needed on multiple occasions. Once my body hit a bed I was back asleep and comfortable for once in my life.

           I woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee, so I stretched and followed the amazing smells filling the hallways. I walked into the kitchen to see Dean at the stove and Sam on his laptop. “Good morning” I saw Dean turn around and smiled that smile, Sam got up and kissed me on the cheek and made me a cup of herbal tea.

           I sat next to Sam and saw he was doing research on how to handle stress during your pregnancy. “We need to make sure that you stay stress free” “I’m already feeling better just being back here” Dean set the plate in front of me as I zeroed in on the bacon, and the chocolate chip waffles. We ate in silence just enjoying being together.

           “I found a room to make a nursery, so if you wanted to do some shopping we could” “I like that idea” We planned to meet in the garage around one, so I went to get a hot bath, I needed to soak. I walked in and saw that the water was already there with lavender oil in the water. I stepped into the nearly scalding water and sighed contentedly.

           Once I was dressed, I headed out to the garage in a pair of bleached skinny jeans and flowy tank top that showed off my bump. We rode in silence and enjoyed the music playing through the speaker. We reached the store and Dean looked like he wanted to ask what we were having. “It’s a girl” He got this smile on his face, like he was the happiest man in the world.

           “I hope you’ll like the name I pick out” “I’m sure it’s unique like you are” I smiled and nodded my head. “Austin Renee” He reached out, interlocking our fingers together. “It’s beautiful” He leaned in as I leaned in, kissing each other for the first time and feeling the anger just melt away.

           We picked out furniture, clothes and made sure we stocked up on diapers. It was into the evening when we finally made it back. We walked in hand in hand, knowing full well he was going to work his ass off to gain forgiveness.

           Over the final trimester of my pregnancy he did everything in his power to fix things between us. We recently started sleeping together for about two months, he always talked to her or sang to her. He was over the moon when she kicked and moved around. I was at my due date but nothing was happening so I did some of the things that were suggested.

           Nothing was working, so the last resort was having sex, and of course Dean was totally happy to oblige. It’s not that we hadn’t been physical since I came back but my hormones right now were over board. Boy, did we try, but for some reason she wasn’t budging at all.

           There was an urgent case that they had called on and was asked for help. So, of course we argued and I ended up winning. I would rather be stuck in a car than in a bunker completely alone. To say there was tension in the car was an understatement, “I’m sorry Dean, but you will not miss the birth of our daughter! You can be an asshole all you want but I’m in the right”

           Of course, I had to start tearing up, I hated my hormones. He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. “I’m sorry too, I know you want me there but I just worry that something could go wrong” “It won’t I promise! We do have an angel on our side” The rest of the car ride was better and relaxing.

           We made it to the hotel before sunset, but they only had one room left with double beds. I was ok with that completely, Sam had ordered pizza and a two liter of caffeine free coke. I got comfortable after a filling meal, when I felt a weird pain in my back. “Are you ok sweetheart?”

           Right at that moment my water broke, “Umm Dean, it’s time” Dean just stood there like a statue while Sam was calling an ambulance. After the umpteenth time, he broke out of his trance and rushed over helping me through the contractions. The paramedics arrived finally, and informed me that I was too far into delivery to move me.

           So, with Dean behind me talking me through the contractions, our little girl came into the world. They put her on my chest and I was in love, she was beautiful and had a set of lungs on her. “You did so good baby, you were a beast. She’s so beautiful just like her mother” It was all so simple, we created this beautiful little human who had so much love already.

           Once we reached the hospital and settled, I fell asleep with Dean next to me holding Austin and was already wrapped around her little finger.

Can You Imagine?

Peter Parker X Reader

By The Daydreamer

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Peter Parker glanced up at you, glasses on your nose, your face buried in notes.  You were trying to study for an upcoming algebra test.

“You should smile more when you are studying.”  You looked up as Peter said this.

“What?”  You set your notes down and looked at him, taking off your glasses.

“Your smile is so beautiful, but I never see it when you are studying.  You are always so serious.”  He laughed a little at you.

“That is because I am always worried.”  You stuck your glasses back on your nose and went back to your notes.

“What are you worried about?”  You looked up at him again.

“School, passing classes, nailing tests, getting good grades.  In case you don’t know, our future depends on our high school years.”  You laughed slightly at his face.

“What about our powers, the Avengers?”  You took your glasses off, fiddling with them slightly.

“That isn’t going to last forever.  I just want to be prepared.”

“Have some fun once in awhile, though.  Worry less, smile more.”  He stuck out a hand to you, pulling you up with him.  He then picked you up in his strong arms and swung you around.  You burst out giggling.

“Wow!  Peter, be careful.  Don’t you dare drop me.”  He ended up tripping over a bunch of papers and landed on the couch, you on top of him.  You rolled over and laid next to him, losing your glasses in the process.

“Sorry.”  He looked over at you to see that silly smile on your face.  “See, there is that dazzling smile that makes me fall in love with you every time.”  You giggled at that.

“Oh, really?”  You kissed his cheek, which made him laugh.

“Yes.  I am 100% serious.”  he took a hold of your hand and squeezed it tight.

“Well, then.  If my smile earns me a cutie like you, Peter, I will smile more often.”  Then you learned over and gave him a quick kiss.

“Okay.”  His big, adorable smile was shining brightly on his face.

“Now, we better clean up the mess we made of your living room, or Aunt May is going to kill us.”