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askthemaidandknight  asked:

aaa can I request a modern John Laurens X reader where it's their wedding day and they're both experiencing full on jitters and it's cute and stuff? no smut just fluff <3

hey hey I hope you enjoy this sickening fluff

john is my baby ok I love him so very much

Jitters (Laurens/Reader)

Howdy! This is John Laurens’ cell. Uh, if you hear this message, I probably can’t get to the phone, or my battery has run out. Leave a message after the beep.”


“Uh, hiya, hon. I just- I just needed to hear your voice, but, uh, I guess the guys have taken you off on some wild adventure. Um,” You tap your fingers to your lips as you furrow your brow. “I guess, uh, have a good party. No strippers! I’ll see you tomorrow,” You pause, thinking of something suitably cheesy to say. “I’ll be the one in white. I love you.” You say, and hang up, smiling.

“So?” Your friend Angelica asks, coming up behind you and resting a hand on your shoulder.

“Voicemail. I guess he must be having a wild night tonight…”

Angelica giggles. “It’s Alexander, Lafeyette and Hercules. Of course they’ll make his bachelor party something to remember. Besides, this is your bachelorette party, too, and we’re going to have fun, fun, fun!”

“Yeah…” You say wistfully.

Angelica catches your eye. “Uh oh. I know that look. You don’t want to stay at this party.” She grins knowingly at you.

You sigh. She’s right, you’d do anything to just be spending tonight, this last night before your wedding day, curled up on your rickety old sofa with John as you watch corny cowboy movies and feed each other Doritos and popcorn as though in the sickening honeymoon phase. 

Hey, what can you say? You’re in love, after all.

“You’re right, Angie. I don’t, but…” You’re cut off by the distinct beeping of your cell phone. You glance down at it.

John❤️, reads the screen. 

“Ah.” Angelica smirks. “I’ll leave you to it!” She squeezes your shoulder and walks off to join her sisters, standing a few yards away to give privacy.

You bite your lip to suppress a smile and swipe the screen, holding the phone up to your ear.


“Hi, babe. Sorry I missed your call, I didn’t hear my phone go off.“ The warmth in your fiancée’s tone soothes you. You can already imagine the wide grin on his face.

“It’s okay.” Your eyes crinkle as a slow, steady smile spreads across your face involuntarily. “What have the boys got you doing? No strip clubs, I hope.”

“Nah. Nah, just a night around town. We’re at a bar. Alex bet Herc that he can out drink him.”

“Poor Al.” You shake your head. “Tell him not to drink too much, yeah? We need him sober for his best man speech tomorrow. He can’t tell funny anecdotes with a hangover.”

“Ugh.” John groans, and you laugh. “Why did I make Al my best man again?”

“Because you went by the logic that you’ve known him the least time, therefore he would have less embarrassing stories. Of course, you failed to realise that since he’s your best friend, he would have the most embarrassing stories.”

“I’m an idiot." John sighs.

"You’re my idiot.” You say fondly. A sweet silence follows.

“…Can I tell you something?”


“…I’m…I’m really, really j-jittery and nervous." John admits. Your breath hitches. Him too?

”…So am I.“ You whisper softly. You can hear John heave a sigh on the other side of the phone.

"I don’t wanna screw this up." 

"Me, neither.”

“And I don’t just mean the wedding. I mean…us. I love you, (Name), and I don’t want to lose you, not for anything.”

“You won’t. Not for anything. I love you too, John. And it’ll be a lot clearer tomorrow when I see you at the end of the aisle, waiting for me.”

You can hear the smile in his voice at his next words. “You’re going to be stunning. I love you. Bye, now.”


The wedding preparations pass by in a blur, between people doing your hair, makeup, and helping you into your dress.

Oh, your dress.

You had to hand it to Hercules, he was an amazing tailor.

The dress was long, pure white and silky, and it clung to your upper body like you had walked though a delicate spider web. From your waist down, however, it flowed, almost like running water pooling around your feet. The train wasn’t that long. There was a light lilac sash tied just under your bosom with a delicate gold trim, and you had a sweetheart neckline with sheer, off-the-shoulder sleeves. It was beautiful.

You were beautiful.

Your makeup was mostly a natural look, but your lipstick had a slight purple tint and your eyeshadow was also muted purple. Your hair was tied in an elegant French braid, with a lily tucked just behind your ear. You held a bouquet of violets, lilies and lilac.

You can't stop staring at yourself in the mirror.

“(Name)?” Eliza calls from behind the partition that hid you. 

“Y-yes?” You mumble.

“Come on out! We want to see you!” Peggy says encouragingly.

You take a deep breath, close your eyes and reveal yourself. The Schuyler sisters gasp and clamour in praise.

“You look beautiful!” Angelica cooes.

“You…you think?” You ask, mouth dry and palms sweating.

“Of course!” Eliza assures you. 

Peggy frowns as she notices your hands trembling. “You’re nervous.” She states.

“Yeah. I’m all jittery.” You say, voice shaking.

“It’s all going to be okay. You won’t make a fool of yourself.” Eliza says calmly, squeezing your shoulder. You smile weakly at her as the wedding march begins. The sisters get into line in front of you, and you are vaguely aware of a large, male hand wrapping around yours and guiding it to a bicep, in preparation to walk you to your groom.

Your cue plays, and you step into the room, catching a quick glimpse at the guests before your eyes are full of John.

It takes all of your willpower to not rip your hand free and sprint down the aisle into his arms.

The walk takes an eternity, but you don’t even care, because he is right there and he is so breathtakingly, mindnumbingly beautiful that you can feel your heart breaking into pieces in your chest but you still don’t care. You could watch him forever.

You love him.

His eyes are alight with so much wonder and love, and his smile is wide, happy and bright. His unruly curls are pulled back into a low ponytail, and he is wearing an immaculate black suit with a lilac tie, the exact shade of your sash.

As you get closer, though, you can notice the faint sheen on his freckled forehead and the slight tremor in his hands as they reach out and encompass yours. His hands are damp with nerves, but that’s okay, because so are yours, your fingers threaded though his as he gives your palm a light squeeze. 

Just being near him calms you. Your jitters subside, and you can see that he visibly calms as well. 

Your eyes lock and your cheeks immediately redden at the emotion and devotion prominent in his gaze. 

“Dearly beloved.” The minister begins. “We are gathered here today…”

You don’t hear any of it, until he motions towards you to say your vows.

“(Name) (Last Name), I have loved you since the moment I first saw you.” John begins. “I remember walking into my English class in my sophomore year, and all I could see was this girl with a (hair colour) head of hair sitting in my usual spot. I was ticked off, until you shifted slightly and your hair fell differently, showing me your face, and all I could see was this gorgeous girl. In my seat.” The crowd titters and he grins before continuing. “I was always too shy to approach you, to which Alexander, Hercules and Lafeyette would tease me to no end, even after introducing us when I would even talk to you rarely. When the teacher assigned us to be partners in our project, I was sick with nerves and convinced I would quit. Until you gave me that beautiful smile of yours and I felt calmer instantly. In that moment I knew that one day, I was going to marry you. I promise to always love you and to forever stay true to you." 

You don’t realise that you are crying until John reaches up to brush your tears away with his thumb.

You take a deep breath before smiling and beginning your own vows. "John Laurens, the second I met you I dreamed of marrying you. When Alexander introduced us, I remember getting so nervous that I had to leave early. On the day you finally asked me to Homecoming, full of nerves and holding a bouquet of lilies, I felt so happy I could burst, and I started crying. We’ve been inseparable ever since. I want to grow old with you. I want to share everything with you. The two children with the fat cocker spaniel and a house with a porch - I don’t need those things, as long as you’re by my side for the rest of my life. You are my everything. I love you so much, and I always will.”

There isn’t a dry eye in the room as you finish. John lets out a quiet, shaky breath as tears brim and slip down his grinning face.

“John Laurens, do you take (Name) (Last Name) to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do.”

“(Name) (Last Name), do you take John Laurens to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do!”

“By the power invested in me,” The minister declares. “I declare you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

The last thing you see as your eyes slip shut is your husband's beaming, tearful face as you feel the weight of his lips pressed against yours.

Do you love me?

Author: Not moose

Character: Dean

Reader gender: not specified.

Warnings: some cussing, fluff.

A sharp sound broke through the nice silence that was the early morning. You groaned remembering you set your alarm the night before to make sure you didn’t sleep your day away. You sat up and pushed the button, sighing when you were surrounded by silence again. You were about to get up again but the voice of your boyfriend made you stop in your tracks.

“Babe come one. We never get a day to relax, stay in bed."Dean whined from the opposite side of the bed you two shared. You laughed because the sheets were all tangled around his legs and torso.

"No can do buckaroo. It has been a month since we had an actual day off. The bunker has gone to shit. Last night for dinner I had a pop tart and some watermelon. I would like to ingest actual food for a change.” You got off the bed and walked to the closet while taking what you call hair, but probably looks like mess on top of your head to everyone else, into a messy bun.

“Fine but I’m doing nothing today. Have fun sweetheart.” Dean said while fixing the sheets and then plopping back down onto the bed.

“Nice try Mr. but no. You promised you would go grocery shopping with me today. So get you lazy ass out of bed and put on some clothes.” He groaned as you pulled the sheets from his iron grip.

“Fine but I will take my sweet time doing it.” He mumbled, slowly getting into a seated position.

“That’s cool with me. I will just get started on other projects that need to get done. I think I will start with giving baby a tune up.” You laugh, sauntering off towards the door.

“You wouldn’t” Dean says looking very worried.

“Try me Winchester.” You give him a playful smirk “Sam! Where are the tool-” You shout but are cut off by a pillow coming in contact with the back of your head.

“I’ll be ready soon. Don’t touch baby” Dean says before walking past you and into the bathroom across the hall.

Half an hour later both you and Dean are ready to go and are just making sure you wrote down everything you need.

“Ok well don’t forget apples, and coffee. I can’t live without coffee. Could you also pick up food that has all natural ingredients. I’m tired of your processed crap.” Sam says not even looking up from the bright screen on his lap top.

“Not crap Sam. It’s heaven, nicely wrapped for convenience. Your stuff is the crap. It’s tastes bland.” You say giving Sam your best bitch face, which has greatly improved since hunting with the Winchesters and seeing Sam give it to Dean on almost a daily basis.

“Amen sister.” Dean gives you a high five and sticks his tongue out at his brother. Sam just rolls his eyes and goes back to his research.

“Will be back in like…” You look at the list and let out a very annoyed sigh. “I don’t know. Probably two hours. I swear you guys eat enough for an army.”

“All that contributes to the stud you see before you.” Dean says showing off his very nice muscles.

“Good then you can carry all the bags.” You chuckle and walk out the door hopping in the passenger side of baby.

“Ok next on the list is..” Dean squints his eyes trying to read your chicken scratch you call handwriting.
“Ok what the hell is this word? I can’t read a damn thing on here y/n”

You take the list from him and try to read the word yourself, but you can’t even understand it.

“Well looks like we don’t need this item anymore. Let’s hope it was something Sam wanted.” You snort and start towards the isle that contains the next item on the list, chocolate.

“Yeah him and his rabbit foo-” Dean stopped talking abruptly and froze in place, a look of complete discomfort, shock, and something else you couldn’t quite place spread across his features. You followed his gaze and landed upon a women, about your height with dark straight hair, standing at the other end of the canned foods isle. She had a boy with her, probably 14.

“Who is that Dean?” You ask, getting his green-hazel eyes to direct back to your e/c eyes. He stands in place for a few more seconds before answering you.

“No one y/n. Let’s just go get the next item. I think it’s-” he was cut off this time by the teenage boy yelling his name.

“Dean? Dean! Oh my god. It is you!” The boy came running up and enveloped Dean in a hug. Dean didn’t move for a millisecond, but soon relaxed and hugged the boy back.

“Hey Ben. How you been? You have gotten way tall since I’ve last seen you.” He ruffled the young boys short dark hair, smiling the whole time.

“Good good. I’ve missed you Dean. You were like a father to me. And you know what, mom misses you too.” He gestures back to the very attractive woman who is making her way over now.

‘Wow. Father. Ok what is happening. And I don’t think it’s legal for someone to look that attractive.’ Your mind is racing and all you can do is watch the scene unravel in front of you. The women finally makes it up to where you and Dean and the boy are standing. She flashes this huge smile at him and you can’t help but stare.
'Seriously. Even her smile is gorgeous.’ You think, slowly inching backwards, trying to distance yourself from the awkward scene.

“Dean. Hey. You look good.” She says giving him another model worthy smile.

“Thanks Lisa. You too.” He says back before giving her a hug that before a couple of seconds ago, you thought he reserved for you.

“I’ve missed you Dean. I get why you left but it doesn’t mean that I’ve stopped loving you. The we have stopped loving you.” She pulls the boy named Ben closer to her. And then it suddenly hits you.
'Ben. Lisa. THE Ben and Lisa. The girl Dean spent a whole normal year with. The boy he treated just like his own son. Holy shit.’ This thought allows you to snap back to life and get a coherent sentence out.

“I’ll just um… go to a different isle.” You get the sentence out but realize the delivery was shaky. You mentally punch yourself before turning around. You don’t even get a full step before Dean’s arms pull you back towards the scene you so desperately wanted to get away from.

“Don’t go any where.” He speaks so gently you are a little stunned. He gives his attention back to Lisa after giving you a reassuring smile. “Lisa, I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss you and Ben, but the life you two live, it’s not for me. Truth is it never has been. I have a different life now, with y/n. I still care about you but not in the same way.” Dean finishes and waits for Lisa to respond.

“I understand. I just miss you is all. I’m happy for you though. Come one Ben, we only need one more thing. Bye Dean.” She waves and Ben gives Dean one last hug before following his mom.

You finished shopping in complete silence, and most of the car ride is the same way before Dean piped up about half way back to the bunker.

“Y/n you alright? You have never been this quiet before. I usually can’t get you to shut up.” Normally at a comment like that you would’ve punched him in the arm, but you just couldn’t stop thinking about earlier.

“Do you love me?” You asked, completely surprising Dean. He even had to pull over and look into your eyes to see if you were being serious.

“Hey, babe, of course I love you. I haven’t ever loved anyone like I love you. Why are you asking that?” He questions while rubbing soft circles on you cheek.

“I just I don’t know. Lisa is so stunning and she can give you the life you have always wanted, the life you deserve and I’m just me.” You didn’t realize it, but a tear escaped while talking to Dean.

“Nothing is better than you y/n. And yeah she gave me the apple pie life but it didn’t work. She isn’t the one. If I were to ever have that life I would want it to be with you. I love you so much. You are my everything. Please don’t ever doubt that. You are too amazing for me and I will never leave you for anyone else. I promise.” Deans proclamation sent your heart fluttering it was the nicest, sweetest most sincere thing any one has ever said to you.

“I love you so much Dean Winchester.”

“I love you too y/n y/l/n”

Where it all began ( a jack gilinsky fanfic )
  • Chapter 1
  • *Flashback*
  • Year 2010
  • Jacks POV ( 14 years old)
  • "Hey jack come on we're gonna be late for the first day!" My best friend jack yelled at me.
  • "Ugh I don't care I wanna sleeep!"
  • I groaned
  • "Move your ass out of bed before I kick your ass outta there!"
  • Jack left my room while I got up and stretched. I grabbed some jeans, a tee shirt and threw on some vans while styling my hair quickly. I walked down stairs to see my mom cooking breakfast
  • "Good morning jack"
  • "Hi mom"
  • " ready for your first day of Highschool?!" She squealed making my eyes grow wide
  • "Yup" I managed, still half asleep.
  • "We'll jack is just in the bathroom so when he's out I want you boys to eat then get your little bums to school."
  • "Alright mom jeez"
  • " no attitude jack"
  • We ate breakfast and headed out the door.
  • "What do think it'll be like?" I asked
  • "Probably just like middle school with older kids and hotter girls" jack wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed at his gesture
  • "Yeah I plan to get laid tonight" I joked. We both laughed as we headed through the doors.
  • "Well I have English first ill see you at lunch. Meet here I don't wanna seem like a loner" Johnson laughed
  • "Yup. Ill see you bro"
  • I asked the office for directions to the science room, which was right in front of me. I was so embarrassed as the older kids laughed at me.
  • I took a seat in the back of the class. The teacher came in and introduced himself as Mr.Clemson
  • About 5 minutes into the class this beautiful girl came in
  • " sorry I'm late "
  • "Name?"
  • "YN"
  • "We'll YN you can take a seat in the back" he said pointing to me
  • " well class this is your new seat for the whole semester I hope you like it cause your not moving"
  • "Hey, uh, what's your name?" She asked.
  • "Jack. YN right?"
  • "Yup" she said popping the 'p'
  • "Nice name" I complimented.
  • "Thanks" she smiled and looked down, her cheeks getting a rosy tint.
  • The class ended and I got to know her real well. She's a tomboy which I kinda like too
  • {lunch time}
  • "Yo jack!" I shouted
  • "Hey what up man"
  • "Ok so in science there's like this really cute girl and I think I have a crush on her" I admitted
  • "Awe does jacky have a crush" he said in a baby voice
  • "Shut up" I shoved him slightly while looking down smiling. I think I do have a crush on her......
  • YN POV
  • "Hey YN!" My best friend Chelsea called
  • "Hey! What's up" I asked
  • "I over heard someone say they had a little crush on you" she smirked at me while wiggling her brows
  • "Ha good joke chels." I laughed at her comment
  • " no really. He said he was talking with you all science. So you know this boy" she said, her smirk growing wider
  • "Jack" I muttered under my breath
  • "Ooh so you do you like him?"
  • "Kind of...." I looked down feeling the blood rush to my cheeks. When I looked back up I found Chelsea had ran off. Shit she's gonna tell jack..
  • I ran out looking for her. I finally found her after 5 minutes talking to jack
  • "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I yelled and jumped on her back causing us both to fall down as people looked down at us and laughed.
  • "I just set y'all up. You gotta meet each other after school at Starbucks near the mall at 4. Y'all can thank me later. Now you two get to know each other!" She called as she walked off
  • "Uh sorry about her.... She's kind of weird" I said after some awkward silence.
  • "It's okay. Um you don't have to meet me at Starbucks later. Like you can I'd you want but if not you don't have to" he rambled on
  • "Jack ill meet you it's fine"
  • *Flashback over*
  • 3rd person POV
  • That was the start of a amazing relationship between YN and jack. They have been inseparable ever since. They started dating a few days after that Starbucks date. There still together 4 years later. Lets look at there story now......
  • YN POV
  • "Jack you have to be on in 5 minutes stop!" You squirmed as he tickled you backstage at digi tour.
  • " ugh I don't wanna I wanna stay here with you!"
  • "Don't let your fans down come on go givem a show!"
  • "Fiiinneeee!" He exaggerated
  • I watched hime as he ran on stage with jack, Sam and Nate as they did there thing. I'm so proud of all of them.
  • I'm just a little disappointed because jack hasn't mentioned my birthday at all today. The boys have and same with twitter but he hasn't. I just don't get it because he always remembers.
  • "Now guys I wanna bring my beautiful girlfriend on stage and sing happy birthday for her. And give her a birthday present. YN COME ON STAGE BEAUTIFUL!" I can't believe jack just did that. But I got this rush of energy and I just had to run up!
  • All the girls screamed at the sight of me. I'm glad they all like me. I barely get hate.
  • They all started singing to me while I took a snapchat video of it.
  • Everyone started screaming when they saw snapchat on my phone. I laughed and made a few more videos.
  • Soon talk dirty came on the speakers and I was confused. Then jack sat me on a chair while all the guys took off their shirts. They all danced around doing body rolls and hip thrusts. Meanwhile I couldn't keep my laughs in and I new the fans were loving this.
  • The song ended And unfortunately it was the end of the show.
  • We were saying hi to some fans back stage and just having a good time.
  • " hi YN!"
  • " hi sweetheart"
  • "Babe ill be right back I forgot something in the tour bus" jack came over quickly, and pecked my lips and ran off
  • " so-" I started but she cut me off
  • " listen bitch I don't fucking know who you think you are but you can take your fat ass and ugly face and get the hell out of jacks life, better yet all of the boys life, that would be greatly appreciated. No one likes you. Your a fucking selfish bitch and your just using jack. At least I would have more to offer." She referred to her huge tits that were hanging out of her crop top
  • Tears welled at the the edge of your eyes. No one has ever said anything like that to you before.
  • "That's right cry you fucking slut" he hissed. I walked away from her past the screaming girls, into the bathroom and started crying. I got a few texts from all the boys asking me what happened. I didn't reply though. Then I heard the bathroom door open
  • "YN?"
Infinity Came Down And Settled Over Me

Carmilla never asks.

Even though sometimes Laura can see the question in her eyes—once she saw the words forming on her lips—Carmilla would never ask.

That’s one more thing Laura loves about her: she’s selfless, even though Carmilla herself doesn’t think so.

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anonymous asked:

Drabble request for klaroweek: klaroline as mates. Caroline finds out she is klaus's mate and she tries to deny it and avoid it because she is mad but she can't fight it. Major fluff and romantic sweetness please!!

Um. So I followed it as best I could. But its not so fluffy. There’s some romantic sweetness though!

“No. You’ve mixed up a verb or something and that is completely wrong.” Caroline tapped the grimoire in Bonnie’s hand, shaking her head. “So you’re just going to need to like reread it and make it actually make sense because what you just told me doesn’t make sense. None. Zip. Zilch.”

Bonnie set down the book, and Caroline didn’t like that placating look, that one that was all calm down, Caroline. How was she supposed to calm down? She couldn’t calm down. There was no point in any of this where she was just going to be magically calm. Unless of course somehow Bonnie made her magically calm but then Bonnie was the anchor so she couldn’t do magic and oh this sucked. “I read it about five times and contacted some witches that my mom knows to double check it all, Caroline,” Bonnie told her, and she knew her friend was trying to be reassuring but all that knowledge did was make Caroline need to sit down because otherwise she was certain she’d have fallen over. “Is it really a huge deal? We all know you love him.”

What? She most certainly didn’t love him. She just…there had been feelings and longings and so maybe that kiss had turned into more than she’d expected but…wait, Bonnie was still talking. “I know you two got in a fight and broke up but this being his mate thing won’t just go away, Caroline. I’m not saying you have to do anything about it but from what the book says and everyone else says, you’ll always be drawn to one another.”

She was going to be sick. Of course Bonnie thought it was about Tyler. Why wouldn’t she think it was about Tyler? It wasn’t like she’d gone around telling everyone about how she’d totally screwed Klaus in the woods. Like…she couldn’t even remember how many times. “It’s really not that big of a deal, Caroline,” Bonnie continued, and she was holding Caroline’s hands who was nodding along and then forcing a smile on her face.

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