just watched this with the mother

so Wes Gibbons a mentally ill, born of rape, and orphaned character who was always blamed by his peers for defending them was murdered for practically no reason, had his body get lost, is never going to meet his child, and was blamed in court for all of the murders now has to watch the mother of his child screw her ex from beyond the grave just a few months after his death….okay,,.

Dean, grief and the fact that Jack is the son of Lucifer aside, that child in there doesn’t think himself to be worth saving. In the space of four days he has already reached a state of ideation where he can’t comprehend what the point of him being alive is.

In the first day of his life, he discovered that his mother and the man, of which he saw as a father to him, were dead. Not only that, but he also visited the room which held him mother’s body, and attended the funeral of his father figure.

There must be something inside you that feels a sympathy towards this child. Jack is hurting, and he needs someone to help him. Surely there must be a part of you that can’t stand by a watch a child stabbing himself repeatedly with a knife without forgetting the details and just acting in the human way of offering reassurance and guidance.

But he’s got evil in him, so you don’t think he can be saved, right?

But didn’t Sam prove that wrong?

can we stop calling sofia a bitch now please? your misogyny, internalised or otherwise is obvious and it’s clear you guys just don’t like her because it ‘gets in the way of nygmobblepot’ except it doesn’t. because their relationship is intimate, yes, but oswald is gay and sees his mother in her. their relationship is platonic and i guarantee you if this was a male character trying to tear oswald down, perhaps not in quite the same intimate fashion, you lot would be over the moon. You guys love watching oswald suffer, it’s part of the reason we watch TV, to empathise with struggling characters and become invested in their stories and happiness but admit it: This isnt a case of your concern for oswald, you’ve seen him suffer at the hands of ed and practically swooned. no, this is something worse.

im not here to accuse you guys of anything, but perhaps analyse your behaviour and the way you treat gotham women compared to men in the future. im not saying it’s an invalid fear to be concerned about keeping oswald, the one gay rep we have gay, but if you actually read between the lines of their behaviour and dialogue, you can see that this is a non-threat.

the way you all speak about sofia sticks out to me like a sore thumb. she wasn’t 'thrown in’ she’s a valuable part of the story and is showing us a lot about the people she interacts with. she’s not 'ruining nygmobblepot’ believe me, i would cut both my wrists open to see this ship become canon but as i said, she’s not getting in the way of anything. sofia is a good character, let’s start treating her like one.

Listen. Dean has just been through a major traumatic loss that included two friends and his mother. He’s also watching his brother repeat old patterns (with good reason—Sam SHOULD want to save Jack, I don’t deny that). Sam’s instinct to save is absolutely the right one. But Dean’s instinct to protect his little brother will always outweigh his desire to coddle the newest potential evil. Neither of them are in the wrong. Dean has every right to be scared. He has every right to be protective. He IS trusting Sam enough to accept Jack for the time being. He agreed to let Jack into their HOME. These are not accidents. Dean is protective, but he’s letting Sam take the lead here. He trusts Sam’s instincts. He knows Sam himself spent years warring with the fear of becoming evil himself. But that doesn’t mean Dean shouldn’t be scared. Dean lives behind walls for everyone but Sam. He’s not being an ass to Jack just for the sake of being an ass. He’s worried, he’s vulnerable, and he’s protective. He’s being entirely consistent with the Dean we’ve always known. Just because Jack is kind of adorable doesn’t mean he couldn’t become a threat. And if Jack proves NOT to be a threat? If Dean lets Jack in to their tiny circle of friends? Well, that opens Dean up to even more pain if Jack does turn or if something happens to the kid.

Dean is not just being an ass. Dean is protecting himself and his family.

I just watched last night‘s episode and I have to say I‘m rather pleased. They kept Oswald in character and made him tell Sofia to leave/back off several times, underlining the fact he wasn‘t really interested in the first place and could see right through her game. However, as Robin said, Oswald still has this emotionally overwhelming side to him and since Soifa is being a solid A+ at her manipulation game I would expect nothing else from him than to eventually give in. Especially right after he was so intensely reminded of his mother. I don‘t want Oswald to get hurt anymore and within this whole debacle he probably will get hurt again but I‘m keeping my faith that the end of this season will bring the uplifting twist we all deserve. Fix this shit, Ed.

1983 PART TWO | MASTERLIST

A/N: As promised, the second part of 1983 since I had to split it into two! Thanks for reading, enjoy! P.S. I hope you enjoy the wise :)

Warning: None

Word Count: 2.8K+


“Kylo?! Kylo?!” You cried, walking into the room. “Kylo?” Your voice softened, only for you to rush out of the room and back into the basement. “Stop!” You yelled. “Stop it!”

“Honey, what are you-”

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Just sitting here…
Doing my art for Inktober…

Definitely not thinking about Jack meeting Jody Mills and how he‘s gonna feel mothered for the first time…
Or how Missouri may instantly recognize that he’s actually a baby with no emotional maturity or experience and threaten them all with a wooden spoon if they don’t start taking better care of him…
And both women wrap him in blankets, ply him with a homecooked meal, and watch cartoons with him…

Nope.
Just sketches and ink for me…

vld as vines
  • Coran: I wanna be a yo yo man! he cried. Make me a yo yo man! but the yo yo master did not answer, he just kept on yoing
  • Pidge: Oh, Kevin! Watch the light dude, watch the light... *CRASH*
  • Lance: Mother trucker, dude! That hurt like a buttcheek on a stick
  • Hunk: WAAAAAaaaa! Stop, I coulda dropped my croissant!
  • Matt: Oh my god they were roommates
  • Allura: Today, I will be playing Mozart's Symphony #40 in G minor. *Hoouh!* O h my go d...
  • Shiro: Even the babies are one of the most dangerous animals in the world so I built this cage to keep them secure so there's no possible oh my god
  • Keith: This is how you uh, this is how, how to flirt. hEy bud
Adoption

Pairing: Merlin x Reader

Warnings: DADDY MERLIN FLUFF ALERT

Request: Anon “Can you do a MerlinxReader where the reader is a kingsman agent and in one of the missions she rescues a 3y/o girl and they tried finding the girl’s family but they can’t. The reader has grown attached to the girl so they decided to adopt the girl. Give me all the daddy!Merlin fluff please!!! Thank you 💖💖💖”


“Merlin, I have to get her out of here, I can’t leave her.” you mumbled over the comms as you scooped the small girl into your arms and started to run out of the building. You was in an extremely war-torn country, you’d just took down a ring of violent criminals and liberated all of those held captive, but this little girl had no mother to be found. 

“Try and find her family, Y/N. They must be close by.” Merlin replied, sighing as he watched through your glasses. Your maternal instinct made his heart feel ten times bigger. You both had spoken about potentially having a family before, but lately work has been hectic, so you haven’t had the chance to properly discuss it.

Holding the girl close, who was obviously terrified, you checked every single local house in the small village, and every single orphanage to see if she was from there, and you couldn’t find a thing about her. “Merlin, I cant find anything, or anyone. What do I do? I’m not leaving her. I can’t.”

“Bring her to the plane. We’ll figure something out.” he said, with a small sigh. “I’ll get everything ready. Is she injured?”

“No, she seems fine, just petrified.” You replied, making your way to the Kingsman plane. The girl held onto you, curling into your arms as you carried her. Minutes later you arrived at the plane and Merlin was waiting at the door for you, as you climbed the stairs. You gave him a quick peck on the cheek before sitting down in a chair, the girl on your lap. “What are we going to do, Hamish?”

Merlin sighed, sitting himself down next to you and smiling softly at the little girl who seemed to have taken a shine to you. “There was nothing on her family? Nothing at all?”

You shook your head, smiling at the toddler who was playing with the lapels of your jacket. “Nothing at all. I checked everywhere.” you sighed, turning your attention to Merlin. “I mean, I do have an idea, but I don’t know if you’re going to like it.”

Merlin nodded at you to go on, the toddler now crawling into his lap. He couldn’t help but smile, helping her onto his lap and making sure she didn’t fall off in the process. 

“We could adopt her?” you suggested, your heart melting as you watched your husband with the child. “We can’t just let her go to an orphanage. Plus, she seems to have taken a shine to us, already.” 

Nodding, Merlin smiled at you, and then the girl in his lap. “I completely agree.” he said, unable to keep the smile off his face. “Contact Harry, tell him what’s happened.”

You leaned over and got Merlin’s clipboard to contact Harry through. Your stomach was doing butterflies at the sight of Merlin playing with the little girl, chatting at her, just like she was his own. Well, now, she was your own. You was parents.

Merlin could tell you both was attached to her already, and you couldn’t let her go. You would give her the best life possible. He held the girl once she was getting tired as you still tried to get through to Harry, smiling as she looked in your direction. Cooing, he smiled and kissed the girl’s head softly as he watched you. “That’s your mum.”

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Confession Booth - Justine, Izanami and Yumi

Justine: “Really, the other contestants don’t even form a real challenge for me. I feel like I’m going to win this thing ez game. I hope all my kids are watching and see how badass their mother is!”

Izanami: “I’m slowly messing up the minds of all the other contestants. I managed to break both Taylor and Eduardo today. Who’ll be next? Hmmm…”

Yumi: “I absolutely love swimming! I don’t know why I never tried swimming before until this day, but man I can just stay in that little pond all day long! The fish are so cute as well, I almost feel bad for eating them… almost!”

I don’t know if anyone ever talked about this but I’ve been seeing a lot of “we didn’t get an evil or cool villain in tfa” or “we don’t want kylo to have a redemption arc because we want an evil villain … all we got is a whiny emo crybaby” and I can’t help but to ask this question: Did you pay attention to the movie? Did you really watch it? Because snoke is right there, Ren is nothing but a tool for snoke to do whatever he wants. Imagine someone always watching even when you were in your mother’s womb, playing with your mind always there lurking in the shadows. This idea alone give me the chills. I could go on and on about how evil snoke is and how he is the villain of this story. But my main idea is stop using the “I want a badass villain” excuse just so that you can whine about not wanting a redemption arc or not wanting reylo to happen

Bee Valhourdin

Appearance-

  • Gender: Female.
  • Race: Miqo’te Seeker of the Sun.
  • Height: 4′9″
  • Eye Color: Lavender Purple
  • Hair Color: Golden blonde with purple highlights.

The Facts-

  • Name Day: Unknown
  • Occupation: Hunter for the Adventurer’s Guild. 
  • Sexual identification: Bisexual.
  • Romantic identification: Polyamorous.
  • Alignment: Chaotic Good.
  • Criminal History: None 
  • Relationship Status: Single.
  • Sweet on: No one at the moment.

Favorites –

  • Favorite food: Flint Caviar
  • Favorite drink: What do you have?
  • Favorite artist: Anyone that can play the piano or sing. She’s a sucker for both.
  • Favorite scent: The rain. 
  • Favorite person(s): Her mother.

Randoms –

Ten facts about your muse:

⚫ You wouldn’t know it from looking at her, but she is an excellent seamstress. She makes most of her own clothes and repairs them when they are inevitably ruined.  

⚫ She has a recurring nightmare of watching her birth mother die in front of her. She is just now learning the truth of what really happened.

⚫ She was adopted by a woman in Ul’dah after she was nearly beaten to death in the streets. 

⚫ She has an irrational fear of mirrors. She broke every mirror in her adopted mother’s house not long after she moved in.

⚫ She may have a problem with alcohol. Often drinking to excess. She has been known to dance on tables or starting fights until someone carries her home, kicking and screaming.

⚫ She is a talker. Once she gets going, it’s hard to get her to stop. No secret is safe with her.

⚫ She is one to take action before thinking about it. It has often gotten her into trouble, but somehow it usually works out. 

⚫ When she is sewing, you don’t want to be anywhere around her. The area becomes a disaster full of cloth and thread. If you’re not careful, you’ll end up a part of her clothes!

⚫ Because of her mother’s connection with the Blades, Bee has been able to work with the Adventurer’s Guild in hunting down the more dangerous animals on their list.

⚫ She loves to cuddle. If you come to her house to visit or to have a drink, there’s a very good chance she will end up in your lap. Possibly falling asleep.

Five Things -

5 Things they like:

  1. Alcohol
  2. Swimming
  3. Good food
  4. Adventure
  5. Cuddling

5 Things they dislike:

  1. Being talked about like she isn’t there
  2. Pettiness
  3. Being alone
  4. Thunder
  5. Cold weather

5 Good habits:

  1. Exercises regularly
  2. Keeps a journal of good things that happen to her each day.
  3. Loyal
  4. Open-minded
  5. Tries to perform an act of kindness to a stranger each day

5 Bad Habits:

  1. Drinking
  2. Fidgets endlessly
  3. Jealous
  4. Gossiper
  5. Stubborn

5 Personalities they gravitate toward:

  1. Honest
  2. Friendly
  3. Charming
  4. Funny
  5. Adventurous

5 Personality types they avoid:

  1. Abrasive
  2. Authoritarian
  3. Deceitful
  4. Fanatical
  5. Greedy

5 Fears:

  1. Losing her memory again.
  2. Losing herself in battle. It has happened before and people died.
  3. Death - Hers or her mother’s. They both do dangerous work.
  4. Thunder.
  5. The paranormal.

Tagged by: @snowblood  (sorry, I’m too slow at this)

Tagging:  @aymeric-the-blue, @sunlitpeony, @high-stakes-gambler Uh… I’m so bad at this. If you’ve already done this, I’m sorry! Anyone else that would like to do this, feel free!

anonymous asked:

Please tell me you have any shippy hcs for if Damien and William grew up together

//I doooo~
So I head canon that these two were thick as thieves growing up
Did everything together
N they’re curious boyos, so they’re watching the tv(and there’s a really old movie playing, because this was way back) and the two leads kiss.
And they don’t get what the big deal is, but Damien’s mother sighs and says something along the lines of “how romantic”
So they ask her
And she says “oh you’ll know when you have your first kiss”
And then she goes off to do something
So they just, now they’re even more curious?
D: “I don’t know if I can wait for that.”
W: “yeah what’s the big deal anyways?”
Then William has an idea
W: “what if we kiss each other? Then we’ll know!”
And it’s just goofy okay, goofy adorable. They don’t know what they’re doing ofc, but they’re giggly and it’s just a lil peck and it’s sweet
That’s the start of a one-sided crush on William’s part. Nothing changes between them. William just-gets blushy.
Jump ahead a few years, sixteen maybe. They’re at a co-ed party(a super secret party cuz I’m 90% sure this was super frowned on back in the day, so they’re having it at an abandoned warehouse to not be caught). Damien and William are sitting side by side during a game of truth or dare
Damien’s asked who his first kiss was. A girl pops up, William recognizes her. She used to date Damien. William didn’t like her from the start. She was nice, but he was-jealous. And jealousy makes you loathe the sweetest people. She says, “that would be me.” and there are, as custom at these parties, a bunch of ‘oooo’s and whooping.
William doesn’t wait for it to be quiet. “Wrong.”
And everyone’s confused, Damien’s blushing red. One guy asks William who it was. But he knows Damien isn’t comfortable, so he spins a story, basically describing himself, only as a girl. He finishes it by saying, “She was only in town for the summer and we haven’t seen her since.”
And Damien, out of nowhere, says, “It was a sweet kiss.” which makes Wil blush, “I’d like to kiss her again if I ever see her. Properly this time.” and Wil has to excuse himself because, okay faces shouldn’t turn /that/ red.
And he doesn’t know if Damien was just playing along or being serious
So he gets back and discovers that the game has progressed to Spin the Bottle. Because of course.
William spins, and it lands on Damien.
But before they can kiss their lil party is discovered and they have to scatter so they don’t get caught out after curfew and trespassing. William’s holding Damien’s hand as they book it.
They know the woods around their town like the back of their hands, so they know all the best hiding spots.
They hide, and after an hour or so they relax, realizing they just got t h a t close to being caught.
They make it to Damien’s, climb up the thick af vines that conveniently lead up to his bedroom window.
W: “I should get home.”
D: “Wil?”
-as Wil is literally starting to climb back out the window, he has one foot out, but he stops to see what his friend wants to say
D: “You never finished your turn.”
And they kiss, and it’s sweet. And neither can sleep afterwards
:D

Theseus Scamander – Headcanon

The first time Theseus flies on a Hippogriff he is five and falls off mid-flight. Luckily his father is there to catch him in time.

It’s not his fault, really, he is just tired. He has spent the last few nights at his baby brother’s bed, watching his mother tending to the little babe. The poor thing had really bad bellyaches and Theseus, responsible big brother that he is, couldn’t just sleep while Newt was in pain.

waking up the wolf inside

[here’s the full story, thanks for reading!]

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Derek Hale is two hours late. At each passing minute, Stiles feels angrier and the only reason he hasn’t left is because Derek needs to come home at some point and when he does, Stiles is going to yell at him so hard he’s going to give him this interview just to send Stiles away.

Stiles can be pretty annoying when he wants to, that’s how he gets most of his job done.

Derek Hale though, he’s been fucking infuriating. For starters he lives in the middle of nowhere, Stiles got lost twice before he found someone who actually knew where Derek’s freaking cabin is. And there’s also the fact that he’s a nobody - Stiles’ only picture of him is from his High School graduation, like, fifteen years ago.

And that’s the most fascinating thing – not many people know about him but the ones who do can’t stop praising his work. The guy is an angel, but instead of protecting people he protects wolves. According to Scott’s boss – who’s like, the one person who has seen Derek in person and can attest he’s real – Derek has a vet degree, doesn’t like people and built his own cabin in the woods. To live amongst the wolves.

Stiles needs to interview this guy. At first because he got curious about a thirty-one year old guy living alone and now it’s about pride. He doesn’t just spend two hours outside someone’s house, especially when it’s snowing.

“Come on.” He groans. It’s freaking Alaska. Angel or not – Derek Hale is also a huge dick.

Stiles is beginning to think about breaking into the guy’s house (he can’t feel his toes) when he hears a car and a minute later a battered truck is parking next to Stiles’ rental car.

The man who steps out looks nothing like the High School picture Stiles found. For starters he look like a mountain man with a beard that does nothing but make him look hotter, the jeans doesn’t leave much to imagination either when it comes to his ass and the huge winter coat only accentuates his broad shoulders.

Stiles swallows. “Hey!” He yells, watching as Derek opens the back door. “Derek Hale?” He can’t hide his groan when Derek barely spares him a glance. “Hey, it’s freaking freezing here, you know?”

Derek lets out a groan of his own as he lifts something in his arms and steps away from the car. “I know.” He walks towards the house and as he gets closer, Stiles notices Derek is carrying a wolf. “Now, help me out here, yeah?”

Stiles doesn’t even think twice before dropping his bag and stepping closer. “What can I do?”

“Grab the key,” Derek instructs, “it’s in my back pocket.”

Later, Stiles will want to hide his face in embarrassment but now he can only think about the poor wolf whining in Derek’s arms as he touches Derek’s ass to find the key to open Derek’s house.

Once inside, Derek deposits the wolf on the floor, wrapping him further with blankets and asks Stiles to light up the fire as he goes around the house collecting things. “Is he going to be okay?” Stiles asks as Derek kneels in front of the wolf and runs a soothing hand over his head.

“Hopefully.” Derek answers. “And it’s a girl.” He tells Stiles. “She’s in labor.”

What.” Stiles squeaks. “Really? But –”

“In the kitchen,” Derek interrupts him, “get some hot water, and close the fucking door.”

Stiles blinks, watches as Derek tells her everything is going to be okay. She’s obviously uncomfortable, but stops squirming when Derek smiles and runs his hands over her belly.

Water.” Derek growls.

“Right.” Stiles gets on his feet. He so didn’t sign up for this.


“So,” he collapses on the floor, “does this happen a lot?”

Derek collapses next to him, eyes on the mother wolf and her six pups. “Is this part of your interview?”

Stiles snorts and rolls his eyes. “No, this is just me trying not to freak out.” He turns to look at Derek – his eyes are green, he realizes, and beautiful, he adds mentally.

“No, this doesn’t happen often.” Derek answers, finally. “Thankfully.”

Stiles nods and smiles when Derek turn to him. “You’re amazing.” He blurts out and Derek blinks, surprised. “Anyway,” Stiles shakes his head, tries to pretend the butterflies in his stomach are just from the adrenaline rush, “we’ll have to postpone the interview, but I think that’s justifiable.” He gets up, looks at his hands and realizes they are covered in blood. Ew. “Uh, can I use your bathroom before I go?”

“Go?” Derek asks, standing up too.

“I’m gonna get a hotel in town.” The nearest town is two hours away, but what can you do? He glances at the sleeping wolves. It’s not like this was Derek’s fault. “I think.”

“Don’t be stupid.” Derek says, bluntly. Stiles snorts – yeah, Derek really doesn’t have a way with people. “I have a spare bedroom.”

Stiles smiles. “Thank you.” He says. “I don’t really like driving in the snow.”

“Who does.” Derek says, asks maybe. Stiles still doesn’t know him, but as he follows Derek up the stairs, he realizes he really wants to.

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My contribution for today’s @lapidot-tuesday prompt, Autumn! 🍁🍂 🍃

This was supposed to be a quick sketch… but I got carried away haha… Regardless, this was so fun and relaxing to draw and I’m happy with the background! Look at pumpkin all cozy while her mothers find “the most aesthetically pleasing leaves”, as Peridot says! Lapis on other hand is just watching her gf ramble on about what info she knows about these “leaves” that fall in “autumn”. 

Mothers’ Weekend

Hello there! Long time, no see (my bad I know) but, here: an Alicia Zimmermann-centric piece as she goes to Parents’ Weekend during Jack’s freshmen year. [focus on Alicia, Jack, and Shitty] 6k


Somewhere, deep in her heart, Alicia Zimmermann knows she is a bad mother.

It started out as a worry, as maybe it does for all new mothers, that she will be a bad mother. That she won’t know what to do with a baby or a toddler that one day she will accidentally drop him or forget to feed him or feed him something he is actually allergic to or maybe she’ll scar him emotionally somehow and she worried but she survived his childhood okay. And then, after he was five or six, she stopped worrying about it. She thought she was doing pretty good. Jack had hockey and loved hockey and, sure, they didn’t have deep emotional talks but she didn’t exactly have any basis of comparison. Television families told her she was doing okay. No teenage boy wanted to have deep talks with his mother. And, look, if Jack didn’t talk to her all that much as he turned 12 and then 13, at least he was still talking to his father. Mostly still about hockey but she… she thought that had counted. Hockey was like French, to her. Another language she could understand but couldn’t quite speak. But Bob could. He was on top of it. Jack was taken care of.

She loved Jack. That was never the problem. The problem was that her love wasn’t enough. It didn’t matter. It didn’t alert her to any of the facts and maybe it even blinded her– She loved her son and her son loved hockey and so she loved hockey too. She loved her son and then her son seemed to love a boy named Kent and they never talked about it but she let Kent come over all the time and she figured they would discuss it at some point. She just… assumed everything was okay. Even after he was diagnosed with the anxiety disorder and given pills. It was always… well, that was a little problem but it’s handled and under control and everything is okay now.

See. Bad mother.

A good mother would have known somehow.

A good mother would have pushed and prodded or sensed it without even having to be told.

A good mother would have paid attention to how hard Jack was on himself. A good mother would have made sure her son had interests outside of hockey. A good mother would have known that Jack’s long silences after losses weren’t normal. A good mother would have preached balance and fostered friendships with different types of people and stopped the fucking hockey.

She didn’t though. Stop the hockey. No, not Alicia Zimmermann. She encouraged it. She went to the games and cheered the loudest and she even loved it a little bit because she thought it brought him joy, like his father. She bought into the vision: Jack playing hockey like Bob, the Zimmermann legacy continued throughout the ages…

God, she even used to tease Jack about how it took his father three years to win a Cup and she was sure Jack could manage it faster than his old man.

A good mother wouldn’t have done that. So, see, she’s always been a bad mother. Even now, now that she’s almost lost him, now that she’s promised to do better, now that she’s finally read all the books and online articles about anxiety and pressure and the danger of sports and hockey culture… now she’s still just as bad. Just for different reasons.

Now she is a bad mother because it’s Saturday afternoon and he’s been at Samwell for almost three months and she does not feel like mothers are supposed to feel in this moment.

She glances around. At the sea of other mothers and fathers crammed onto Samwell’s campus for Parents’ Weekend. They are not nervous. They are excited. Happy. Enthusiastic. Overjoyed to see the teenager they had left just a couple months ago again. To her right is a father almost (but not quite) breaking into a run to give his son a hug. To her left, a mother has burst into tears. Happy tears.

And then there’s her. She’s not excited to see Jack. Well, no. No, it’s not that she’s not excited. She is. She is. (She is. She repeats it once more just to remind herself). She is just…

She is nervous too. More nervous than she is excited.

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Time to float - Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Title: Time to float

Pairing: Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Warnings: None

Prompts: If you’re taking requests for Bill Skarsgård can you write one where the reader is a famous actress and also little Jackson Scott’s big sister (the kid who plays Georgie) so she attends the premiere with him wearing a stunning dress as usual, she meets Bill who is awestruck bc hes a huge fan with a massive crush on her, the kids who played in the movie myb tease him a little bit, and she’s flattered and thinks hes adorable idk i like this idea 
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YN is Jackson older sister and Bill is her fan!so when he finds out he tries his best to get Jackson to introduce them,and when he does,Jackson can’t help and teels big sis that Bill has a crush on her and he’s just super adorkable to admit! later they all say that on an interview,and the kids love to make fun of them

“Jackson please don’t run! Be careful, sweetie, you’re gonna-” you stopped yourself when you heard you little brother giggle and you realized what you’d just said “Oh gosh I am turning into mom!” you breathed out, eyes wide.

Your little brother ran back to you, wrapping his small arms around your legs and you looked down to be met with his adorable smile “Yes you are! But I am always going to love you the most! More than mom and dad, and more than anyone else in the world!” he said and you giggled.

“And you will always be the number one man in my heart, JR!” you leaned down to pick him up and kiss his cheek as he wrapped his arms around your neck with a big smile.

“Even before dad?” he asked and you grinned, nodding your head.

“But we’re not gonna tell him that, because it’s gonna break his heart.” you pouted, and he giggled.

“You bet it will!” your father piped in, saying with a serious nod and you laughed with Jackson as he kissed your cheek before going to help your mother.

“And… even more than him?” he said with what was supposed to be a smirk on his face and you chuckled, tickling his belly.

“You sly little tease!” you grinned as he squirmed in your arms “Alright, maybe I really do like him a little bit but-”

He rolled his eyes so dramatically at you and shook his head “A lot!”

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