make his girl smile

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B you have to listen to leaving on a jet plane by john denver could totally picture H singing that to his girlfriend when they have to be away for a while.

Oh I loooove that song. And he’s sing in the most obnoxious of voices, with big gestures and dance moves just to make his girls stop crying.

“ So kiss me and smile for me!” He’d sing, voice deep and a smirk on his face when he sees you giggle through your tears, closing the zipper to the last one of his bags. “Tell me that you’ll wait for me and hold me like you’ll never let me gooooooo!” 

“You’re such a knob!” You exclaim, sniffling and wiping away a stray tear with your fingers, fighting tooth and nail to keep from crying again. You had already made a mess of his t-shirt, you can see the wet spots on it from where you stand, on the opposite side of the bed, as you watch him making jazz hands and moving his hips from side to side, to try and get a smile on your lips.

“Cause I’m leeeeeeeaving on a Jet Plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again!
Oh babe I hate to go!” Even through your tears, he just keeps on going, crawling on top of the mattress towards you and crumpling all of the clothes he’s decided to leave behind, only to stop in front of you, big smile on his face while both his hands cup your cheeks. “C’mon, gimme a smile, angel.”

“I don’t want to.” You sniff, sobbing once when he presses a kiss to your temple with a sigh.

“Thought you’d be used to it by now.” He frowns, thumb rubbing gently against your cheekbone, wiping your hot tears away at the same time he tries to soothe you. You didn’t usually react so strongly to him leaving for tour and he’s right, you were supposed to be used to it by now, but this time your emotions are all over the place and you’re already missing him even before he’d stepped one foot out the door. 

“I just miss you, ‘s all.” You shrug, hands wrapping around his wrists when he leans in, mouth pressing against yours in a sweet and gentle kiss. You’re still shaking a bit, small sobs making their way up your chest and even while you kiss him, your mouth pressing tighter to his when his tongue licks against yours, you feel hot tears sliding down your cheeks.

“Everyplace I go I’ll think of you.” He mumbles as he breaks the kiss and you nuzzle against him, face hiding into the crook of his neck while your arms wrap tightly around his shoulders. “Every song I sing I’ll sing for you…” His arms wrap around your waist, squeezing you against him so close there’s no space between your bodies, in an attempt to mold you two together so that he won’t have to leave you.

He’s playing it cool and making a joke out of it because he knows this is the hardest part of being with him and you never took lightly to it. Ever since the two of you started dating, every goodbye was peppered with a few tears and extra tight hugs and the nights before he actually had to go were the worst - he’d catch you sniffling quietly as you cooked him dinner (something you always did because you knew he wouldn’t be getting a good home-cooked meal in a while) and when the two of you headed to bed, you’d seek his touch almost immediately, your bodies intertwining in a slow, sensual and desperate dance that only proved to him how much you wanted him close. 

What you didn’t know is how hard it hit him - seeing you cry broke his heart every time and being the reason for the tears just made it that much harder. Touring was the best part of his job and, at the same time, the worst, because it deprived him of your presence. He missed being in bed with you and waking up to the smell of your hair every morning, he missed your kisses and the way you’d play with his hair, lulling him back to sleep when you knew he’d had a rough night. He missed cooking dinner and just being around you but most of all, he missed you. Your support, your love, your understanding… that’s what he missed the most.

You press quick and tight kisses to his neck and he feels you inhaling sharply, committing the smell of him to memory as you squeeze around him once before you pull back. 

“Ok, ok, you have to go…” You tell him, voice quivering and eyes brimming with tears, your teeth biting your bottom lip to avoid pouting in front of him. “The car is almost here an-”

“When I come back I’ll bring your wedding ring.” He sings, eyes glued to yours.

Silence takes over the room as you look at him, stunned. Before he was full of mischief and playfulness, his way of disguising his feelings and trying to make this easier for you, but now, there’s not a hint of a joke in the green of his eyes. He’s staring at you intently, face serious and you can detect a hint of something sparkling in his eyes… hope, maybe?

“Harry…” You say his name in a warning tone, hands suddenly shaking at the implications of his words. 

“When I come back I’ll bring your wedding ring.” He repeats, this time not singing and you inhale, new tears, for a completely different reason swell in your eyes and he smiles, pulling you closer. “‘S that okay? ‘S that good for you?”

Nodding fervently, you press your mouth to his, fighting against both your smiles as your kiss him over and over again, your hands diving into his curls and pulling him as close to you as possible. “I love you.”

Smiling, his eyes map your face, trying to remember just how happy he made you before he left. “Love you too, angel.”

consider: cameos for both Cassian & Jyn in the Han Solo movie, wherein they narrowly miss meeting each other

WARNING:YOU ARE ABOUT TO WITNESS A CYPRIOT WOMAN FANGIRLING OVER A PRECIOUS CREATION , KNOW AS JOSHUA)

So…. today back in 1995 a baby was born. 

A little wittle baby that would soon turn into the one and only Joshua.

Who is Joshua?

Joshua, born Hong Jisoo, is one of the vocalists of 17.

But what makes Hong Jisoo, Hong Jisoo.

Well, firstly, Joshua is extremely cute.

 

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I mean look at him! He is so precious! His face is small, his smile is sweet he has got a cute button nose and his eye smile makes all boys and girls all over the world melt.

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Secondly, Joshua speaks to sweetly and kindly.

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His voice is smooth and caring. His manner of speech is kind yet passionate yet also calm.

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Thirdly, he is so talented! I mean he can sing, play the guitar, dance and do so much more. Honestly, the boy should stop hogging the talent and leave some for the rest of us!

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*****

Joshua is a rather interesting persona? 

Why you may ask…

Well, lets just say

This is Joshua: (He makes my ovaries exp-

Insert Joshua: nooooooooooooo)

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And this is also Joshua

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You see my problem?

This isn’t a human being. This is an angel(sorry Jeonghan!)

So lets appreciate him shall we?

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Look at how attractive he is!

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Look at how much he loves his fans

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Appreciates his members

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Gets thirsty

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Bang all Carats hearts go AJU NICE!

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And just look at his relationship with some of his members!

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The closeness!

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The love between them

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The ‘95 bromance!

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The hugs!

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Joshua was just a shy American boy who went to Korea  to become a singer and look at him now!

He is part of a 13 member group that has so much talent that they are out of this world! This boy went from a shy, quiet child

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To an outspoken, hilarious young man who seems to be trying to get the meme lord title away from Vernon.

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So our beloved boy is fantastic. He bring a smile to min  and all carats faces al the time, everyday, every minute, every video!

Every time he appears on screen I die over nd over again because every time i am taken aback by him.

He is a beloved sunshine, so  positive, so happy, so adorable, so loving!

So i really hope that that Joshua stays the amazing person he is!

I really hope he keeps opening up to everyone and has people he can share his stories and feelings with.

I hope the members listen to him and i hope they start forgetting him less.)

I hope he stays happy and stays healthy!

After all, nothing and I mean nothing is more important than our beloved boys being healthy.

Joshua you never need to change because you are amazing just the way  you are!

I hope you get more and more recognition and lines because you sure deserve them! I hope you have many, many more chances o shine because you are a star!

I hope you don’t let the hate get to you, because those people are just jealous. I mean, who wouldn’t be look at Joshua!

So happy Birthday to this precious young man!

We Love you!

I love you! Really, really love you!

`Thank you for reading!

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I had to post this cause……. omg thats so cute! Whoever did that… THANK YOU)

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Felix Felicis | Jungkook

Pairing: reader x ravenclaw jungkook | Hogwarts AU

Genre: fluff

Summary: Jungkook has a huge crush on you, but is too shy to confess. Luckily for him, his friends make him drink some liquid luck potion that may have been that extra push he needed.

A/N: While I was planning my Slytherin Jimin au instead of doing my dreaded psychology essay lol, this idea came to mind. I couldn’t help but write it out and I hope you like it. This is dedicated to @floriaas b/c we’ve been so soft for bts hogwart AUs and Kookie is her bias <3

Word Count: 4,633


“That is a terrible, horrible, incredibly foolish idea.”

“I know.”

“Let’s do it and see what happens!”

And that’s exactly how Jungkook and Taehyung went against Professor Slughorn’s back in an attempt to make their own liquid luck potion—also known as felix felicitis—for their personal use.

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Dating Yuta

I Taeil* I Hansol* I Johnny I Taeyong I Yuta I Kun* I Doyoung* I Ten I Jaehyun I Winwin* I Mark I

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A/N: Finally added another one, I got a bit carried away with this and it basically became a proper scenario lmao 


  • The ‘womaniser’  
  • Obviously
  • In his senior year
  • Like he knows he can get any girl he wants bc he knows they all fucking love him
  • He definitely takes advantage of that
  • Took WinWin under his wing when he transferred bc he was once the 'new kid’  when he moved from Japan
  • Knows the struggles so he kind of mentors WinWin  
  • Fucks Hansol off to spend time with WinWin
  • Hansol ain’t too happy about that tho but we’ll save that for his lmao  
  • Anyway..
  • Maths?
  • Yeah he’s failing that  
  • Needs a tutor but can never be bothered bc he’s too busy making all the girls swoon with that fUCKING SMILE  
  • UGHHHHHHH
  • That’s when his maths teacher approached you her favourite pupil
  • the star student  
  • A’s across the board
  • Maths being your speciality  
  • Hence why your maths teacher adored you  
  • After class one day, she asked to talk to you
  • Ofc you obeyed lord you never ignored the teachers word
  • “Would you mind tutoring one of my other students? They’re falling behind and you’re honestly my last hope Y/N.”
  • You were hesitant at first but agree to it.
  • As you are leaving you only just thought to ask who it was you’d be seeing that afternoon in the library.  
  • “Nakamoto Yuta, he’s upperclassman.”  
  • *~fuck~*  
  • You knew exactly who he was. He was notorious for hitting on the more impressionable junior girls. Which you were one of
  • You nod slightly and once the door closes your become a internally screaming mess.  
  • “YUTA, FUCKING NAKAMOTO YUTA! I AM TUTORING HIM. ALONE. IN THE LIBRARY. WHAT IF HE TRIES SOMETHING?”
  • The rest of that day until the last bell, you couldn’t concentrate  
  • Mind speeding at 160KMPH
  • You headed to the library and saw a head of artificially coloured dirty blonde hair
  • You edged towards him, tapping him on the shoulder lightly, He spun around and beamed brightly at you with his heart fluttering smile shit
  • “I’m here to tutor you.” You stated sheepishly as you moved around to the other side of the desk.
  • “I know, I asked for you.” He continued to smile brightly, you shot him a coy little smile before grabbing your text books from your bag and sprawling them out on the table, as a quirky Yuta in the corner of your eye.
  • After about an hour and a half, you knew he was paying attention
  • You could see in the corner of your eye him looking at your rather than the book and the questions
  • You tried to ignore it, but you couldn’t any longer
  • “Are you even listening?” You turned to him to see him resting his chin in the palm of his hand as he looked at you.
  • “You want the truth?”
  • “Yeah..”  
  • “Nope.” He cracked yet  a n o t h e r  killer smile at you
  • “Well, I think we’re done for the day.” You began to gather the books, annoyance slipping into your tone of voice.
  • “I’m sorry Y/N.” He looked away briefly before looking back at you. “I promise I’ll pay attention tomorrow, okay.”
  • “Oh really?” You questioned.
  • “Yeah.”
  • “What’s the catch?” You called his bluff. He raised his hands in defeat.
  • “You got me. But dinner on Friday. Surely that isn’t a bad trade. I let you teach me, and at the end of each week on Friday you come out with me.” He had a smug look on his face but it was over taken with innocence in his eyes.  
  • “Deal.”  
  • How bad could it be?  
  • Well…
  • After about 3 weeks of tutoring him, he stuck to his promise of actually paying attention, tho he still intervened by teasing you every so often; tickling you, hiding you phone etc
  • Friday’s became your favourite day of the week
  • They already were bc the last day of school before the weekend
  • But now it was your favourite for a different reason
  • It was when you got to see the real Yuta
  • He showed more of his soft and caring side on those Fridays away from school  
  • You felt lost whenever he was off ill from school
  • Like it sounds ridiculous  
  • But you felt lost without him when he wasn’t there
  • You eventually even started hanging around with him during the actual school day
  • You practically adopted WinWin
  • You’d fix the collar of his shirt if it was uneven
  • You’d bring him snacks into school
  • Which would result in Yuta whining bc he doesn’t get any and your excuse for that is “He’s younger and needs to eat a lot to grow.” He’s not, you just liked babying him
  • Hansol basically became your best friend
  • You’d always talk to him at lunch  
  • Again, Yuta would get jaelous and try to get your attention  
  • You knew all too well he was jealous, you just loved teasing him
  • Exams were coming up
  • The closer that got, the more desperate Yuta was to study  
  • He really did work hard  
  • And you adored his motivation  
  • You’d spend even longer in the library with him, even cancelling your fun Fridays so you could go to his house and help him cram
  • He was panicking but his nerves were always eased when your were around
  • You had such a calming affect on him
  • And no one had that kind of affect on him before
  • He never had butterflies when talking to girls before until he met you  
  • He thought you would be some easy target, that’s why he chose you to be his tutor
  • But you became so much more than that
  • He actually started to care deeply for you
  • But you had no idea..  
  • You waited nervously outside the exam for him
  • Pacing back and forth  
  • Once you saw him walk out of the exam hall, you pulled him aside
  • The look on his face didn’t seem great, he didn’t show off that amazing smile of his like you had hoped  
  • You hugged him tightly, the sudden affection struck him and he felt his knees give slightly
  • “It’ll be okay, I know you passed!” You encouraged him, earning a small smile  
  • I feel like this has turned into a proper scenario oops oh well lets go with it
  • A few weeks after the exam, you were sat at home watching TV and you heard a loud knock on your front door
  • When you opened it oh my god
  • You were literally tackled to the floor  
  • “I GOT A B Y/N I PASSED MATHS!” He held you tightly.
  • You felt your air ways being constricted  
  • “I knew you would Yuta, Now loosen up you’re going to suffocate me.” You chuckled
  • He let you go but bared a death grip on your hands
  • “It’s all your doing. I wouldn’t have passed it with out you honestly, it sounds so cliché but it’s so true.”  
  • “OH Yuta, stop it! I-”  
  • You were cut off by his lips connecting with your own; hands resting on your hips as he pulled you closer  
  • You didn’t realise how much you wanted that to happen until it actually  happened
  • You had always thought about what his plump lips would feel like  
  • And lord
  • They were 100x’s better than you expected
  • Soft and sweet  
  • Once he pulled away he rested his forehead on your own, peppering your face with kisses  
  • Topping it off with a small kiss on the tip of your nose
  • “How about we go out this Friday on an actual date.” You suggested, not being able to wipe the smile off of your face
  • “Sure, but I always counted the other’s as dates.” Again smiling brightly at the small dusting of pink on your cheeks.
Dating Tom Holland would include...

Anonim: Could you do a headcanon/ imagine would include about dating Tom Holland ?

  • i honestly think he would be the best boyfriend ever??
  • like this boy i so well-mannered and he’s just so g o o d?????
  • he is so soft and so dorky you just can’t be sad around him
  • him and Haz have this aura around him that just makes you feel happy 
  • and he would be soooo protective although he is smol himself
  • he wouldn’t be afraid to punch anyone who would cause you any harm or trouble but only to protect his girl
  • he would always try to make you smile and laugh
  • he is such a sweetheart i cAN’t
  • he would give the best cuddles and forehead kisses
  • wearing his comfy clothes all the time bc they’re soft (like Tom) and smell like him
  • he is so down to earth so you would fangirl with him over stuff bc he’s so not used to the fame
  • he would love taking you to premieres bc you’d get so excited and he would look at you with a big smile because you’re just sO CUTE AND HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH
  • i need Tom Holland in my life, honestly
  • taking Tessa for long walks, really long ones where you guys go to the park and let her loose and just run around 
  • holding hands all the time
  • staying up all night and just talking about everything and nothing
  • he would often buy plane tickets to surprise you 
  • omg, i can so imagine sudden phone calls when he’s on the other side of the world and you’re just crying bc you miss him so much and you’re scared things are gonna change between you two and then he would probs cry too and tell you how much he loves you and that you’re the only one for him???
  • “Tommy”
  • joining him for his work out sessions but you either train with him or just sit and watch him bc damn boi
  • having marvel marathons late at night
  • you both would geek out about spiderman
  • he would be taking so many pictures of you
  • and filming you or the two of you to upload it on his instagram story
  • Harrison’s instagram story would involve you two 24/7
  • being close with Osterfield bc if you date Tom you gotta be able to spend time with Harrison too like most of the time
  • being good friends with his brothers and you and Tom would often take the three of them out for some adventure
  • idk i love this boy so much

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Growing Love - Part 3: Eternal Flame

Characters: Y/N Y/L/N, Jensen Ackles, Rowen Ackles, Brice Ackles, Jayden Ackles

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Can’t think of any. Pretty much just fluff.     

Wordcount: 2000ish

A/N: This is a real people fic but it is an AU Mini Series. Jensen is a photographer, Jared owns a bar and Misha is a doctor. It is my first time writing a real people fic in AU so lets hope I don’t fall on my face completely here.

I didn’t write this chronologically as I usually do. I wrote everything that the narrator tells us first and build the story around that. The narrator’s story can be read without the actual story and the actual story can be read without the narration. The narrator only actually tell us the things in cursive, the rest is Jensen’s PoV ;) Again let’s hope I land on my feet with this one.

It is written for @avasmommy224’s Birthday Challenge and Jenn is a total sweetheart who let me make a series out if this. The prompt is in part 2 and the acquired smut is in part one, I reused the prompt partially in this part which is the final part.

Happy Birthday Jenn. Hope you enjoyed it.

Thanks to to my fav Erin aka @blacktithe7 for being the rockstar she is and betaing this for me.

NO HATE AGAINST DANNEEL. I LOVE HER - THIS IS FICTION. PRETEND SHE IS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE

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You see, love doesn’t always start with fireworks. Not the eternal kind. Not unconditional long lasting kind. Their kind of love never ends and do you know how I know? I witnessed it. I watched it grow stronger every day. I watched the way my dad looked at my mom and the way she would blush. She still does. After 3 kids and 18 years of marriage, they still kiss each other every day. Mom still falls asleep on the couch leaning against my dad on movie night. He still looks at her with as much love as he did in my very first memory of them, if not more.

Y/N did write her book. Actually she wrote several, and Jensen never stopped taking pictures. His works are displayed in various museums and magazines, but my favourite pictures he ever took are the ones of his family.

There is a staircase at Jensen and Y/N’s house. My childhood home. The wall is covered in pictures my dad took of Mom, Jaydan, Brice and me, but in the middle of all the photographs is my mom’s handwriting. It says “My Favourite Day”.

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Sam Winchester x Pregnant!Reader

Request: Congratulations on your900followers!Could I possibly request something with Sam Winchester?Like pregnant!reader,and she has her babies?Two boys, one girl?Basically it’s her having them and taking them home to the bunker,Cas,Dean,&Mary meeting them?:) by @marygracewinchester

Warnings: Labor. 

Notes: I’m so soooo sorry for just posting this now… i’m trying to write all the thing i have to write but i have no inspiration. I’m really sorry guys. Oh and sorry about the small gif, was the only one i found. I hope you like the story though :)


“Okay, they will probably be home in two days.” Sam said after hanging up the phone. Dean, Cas and - strange as it may seem - Mary, went to solve an important case a few towns away and you and Sam didn’t go because…well you were 9 months pregnant, and you could go into labor any moment now.  

“Great.” You said. “Look, this is super cute.” You pointed at the matching Disney jumpsuits. You two were at the mall, seeing some more baby clothes for the twins you were expecting. One boy and one girl. 

“Mickey and Minnie? A little cliché, don’t you think?” He said frowning and you rolled your eyes. He laughed, giving away that he was messing with you. “Adorable, we are taking it.” He said taking the jumpsuits and putting them in the shopping cart. “Oh, look at this.” He said and you laughed when you saw that he was talking about jumpers with little wings in the back.

“Cas would be happy if we took those.” You said with a small smile and he agreed. After a while, you finally went in line to pay, with quite a few clothes, cute toys and stuff like that. Sam always imagined himself in those situations, but never really thought that would actually happen. He was incredibly happy with all of this. With his mother back, you pregnant with twins and especially… with you. He was a better man with you, he knew that. 

“Hm…excuse me?” An old lady touched your arm, and you turned and smiled to her. “Sweetie, this is super normal in pregnancy but… your pants are wet.” 

“What?” You asked shocked and embarrassed, putting your hands in your tights and noticing that they were in fact humid. What the hell….? Sam suppressed a laugh but immediately positioned himself behind you to cover you. But before you could say anything else, you groaned in pain, putting your hands in your belly.

What. The. Hell.

“(Y/N)?” Sam asked in worry, looking at you a little confused. “What is it?” 

“Oh no…” The old woman said and Sam looked at her, already desesperate at this point.

“Oh no what?” He said a little louder than he intented.

“She’s in labor.” She said, and you and him looked at each other with terrified faces. 

This was definitely a big ‘OH NO’


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“Sammy!” You cried grinding your teeth, feeling like your back was breaking apart. 

“Shh, you’re gonna be okay.” He said trying to walk through the hospital along with the stretcher that you were laying down on, which the doctors were quickly pushing towards the labor room. “Just breathe.” 

“DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!” You cried before you screamed louder because of another contration. His eyes widened and he looked at the doctor not knowing what to do, and the doctor just struggled. They finally got to the labor room so you could lie in another bed, and immediately Sam went to your side, holding your hand. 

“Hey (Y/N)” He said seeing you with tears in your eyes, and sweat in your forehead.

“I’m not going to handle it, oh god…” You said hyperventilating and crying hard.

“Hey, hey, sweetheart, look at me.”He said squeezing your hand harder, and you finally looked into his eyes. He put a strand of your hair behind your ear, gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “You can do this, okay? We can do it. We’re having a baby, just relax, I will be here by your side the entire time. You’re so strong (Y/N)…” He said with heart eyes and you smiled a little bit. He bent down whispering this part in your ear. “You can fight monsters, demons, the devil himself. Twins? It gonna be easy.” He said and you smiled more. “I love you.”

And you wanted to answer that with words. You really did. But another contraction started and Sam understood your loud scream as an “I love you too.” 

“Okay, push!” The doctor ordered.


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You were crying, sweating and incredibly tired. Two and a half hours. You’d been in labor work for two and a half hours already. The boy, Ash, was already clean and wrapped in a blanket, but the girl… well, she insisted in not getting out. Sam was crying too, mostly because of the emotion of the birth of his first child, but also because of all the emotions of the situation. He was in so much anguish from seeing you in so much pain, and this time, there was nothing he could do about it.

“Okay and she’s….” The doctor said and they waited for another cry. “…Out, okay here she is daddy” The doctor said handing Jo in Sam’s arm. Of course you two agreed on those names in honor of your loving friends that unfortunaly weren’t around anymore. He smiled looking at his little girl, and showed her to you making you smile and cry hard.

“We did it sweetie.” He said giving you a chaste kiss when a nurse got Jo from Sam’s arms. 

“Okay, prepare yourself (Y/N), the other boy is coming.” The doctor said and you and Sam looked at each other with wide eyes.

Wait, what?

“Wait, what?” You mentally thanked Sam for saying it out loud for you. The doctor slowly looked up to you and frowned when he saw your desesperate faces.

“Hm…. You know you’re having triplets right?” The doctor said and you gasped. Sam looked about to pass out and you… you just didn’t process that information. 

“Excuse me? She’s expecting twins.” Sam said with a nervous laugh. When you discovered it was going to be two, you freaked out but figured you’d have to make it work. But now… with three?? Three kids?

“Two babies! Just two…AHH” You started but was interrupted when another contraction hit you. 

Fuck.

It was triplets.


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"This is your fault you know.” You said looking with a sweet smile at your three babies sleeping in the cribs next to your bed and Sam huffed looking at you with a small smile.

“How this is my fault?” He said looking back to the triplets still hypnotized with them.

“It was your sperm.” You said and he laughed as loudly as he could without waking them up. 

“Shhh don’t say that in front of the kids.” He said messing with you and you rolled your eyes. He was sitting in the bed you were resting, holding your hand. “We still need a name though." 

"We could call him Kevin…” You suggested remembering the small guy you all missed so much. 

“I would like that, but… I’d feel strange calling a baby Kevin.” He said and you sighed relieved.

“I’m glad you think the same way.” You said with a small laugh and he laughed too.

“I like the name Tom.” He said with a smile looking at the third boy and you raised your eyebrows.

“I like that. Like, a lot.” You said to him and he smiled.

“Tom is it.” He said squeezing your hand and giving you a chaste kiss. “Ash, Jo and Tom. Our kids….”

“A little surreal right?” You said and he nodded. “I’m fucking happy Sam.”

“Okay, we will really need to work on your vocabulary around the kids.” He said and you both laughed. 


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Sam pushed your wheelchair through the hospital with his right hand, and with his left one carried Jo in a hand baby carriage while a nurse pushed the twins’ baby cart with Tom and Ash. Unfortunately, Dean, Cas and Mary couldn’t arrive in time. They were driving back to the bunker non stop, but they were still a day away. A shame, because they were the most important people on both of your lives and they weren’t there, and of course, help would be more than welcome now that you had… Three babies to take care of. Although they thought it was only two, you and Sam agreed that it would be fun to make a little surprise for them. 

“Finally home.” You said sighing relieved when you got out of the garage and Sam agreed. You were both really tired, you just needed a hot shower. With Sam’s help, you slowly walked towards your room, while he went to the babies’ room to put them on their cribs. For your luck, non of them woke up. 

“Hey…” He said with a small smile laying down on the bed next to you with the electronic nanny in his hands.  

“Hey there.” You said lazily putting your hand in his cheek while he circled your waist with his arm. Although your belly was still a little swollen, it was nice to be in Sam’s arms without a giant belly separating you two. 

“Want to take a shower?” He asked giving you a chaste kiss and you sighed tiredly.

“I really do, but I will wait until Dean arrives. I can’t leave you alone with those three.” You said with a small laugh and he agreed closing his eyes. 

“Try to sleep babe, if I need you I’ll wake you up.” He said kissing your forehead and getting out of the bed.

“Where are you going?” You asked already sleepy and fighting to keep your eyes open. 

“I will watch TV to keep me awake. Sleep darling, you need to rest.” He said and you agreed already entering a deep sleep.


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“(Y/N)…” You heard Sam’s voice and felt his hand on your shoulder. “(Y/N)…” You slowly opened your eyes and saw him with Tom in his arms. A crying Tom. Okay, you had to get used to it. You sat up and he put Tom in your arms for you to feed him. 

“The others didn’t wake up?” You asked looking at the small person in your arms. 

“No…” He was interrupted by a loud noise, the bunker door. “Dean arrived.”

“Go greet them, they must be excited to see us.” You said and Sam agreed going out of the room. 

“What the heck…?” Sam whispered when he saw his brother, his mom and Cas walking down the stairs with giant bags of the baby store where your water broke. “What is all of this guys?” Sam asked laughing a little taking one bag from his mother arms. 

“I could ask you the same thing Sammy!” Dean exclaimed when he got down the stairs, throwing the bags on the table. “We got here and a truck was parked in front of the Bunker and they said this was all a present for you and (Y/N) because of what happened!” Dean said going up the stairs again to get more bags from the trunk.

“Holy crap.” Sam said laughing a little while Mary and Cas hugged him. 

“What happened in that store?” Mary asked.

“Oh, about that…” Sam said realizing that he just forgot to tell that detail. “(Y/N)’s water broke in the middle of the store.”

“Oh god” Mary said shocked.

“Yeah…” Sam said. “But now we got one hundred clothes from there, apparently.” 

“Where’s (Y/N)? I wanna see her.” Cas asked anxiously.

“In the room, Tom just woke up.” 

“Congratulations bro.” Dean said finally hugging Sam after he finished taking the others bags from the truck and Sam smiled. “But wait… Tom? I thought that you agreed on Jo and Ash.” 

Sam didn’t say anything, just smiled and lead his family to where you and Tom were. 

“They’re here.” Sam said to you when he entered and you smiled to everybody.

“Hey sweetheart….” Dean said entering your room, giving you a kiss on the forehead and running his finger through Tom’s head. “He’s beautiful…”

“So small…” Mary said hyptonized with her nephew in your arms. “Are you okay (Y/N)? The labor was rough?” 

“A little bit…” You said exchanging funny looks with your husband, they still didn’t know about the triplets. “But I’m okay now.” 

“He’s blessed (Y/N)” Cas said touching Tom’s head and giving you a sweet smile. “I’m glad we finally got to meet the babies.” 

“You want to meet Jo?” Sam asked and everybody nooded. “Let’s go then.”

“Give me Tom (Y/N), so you can take a shower.” Sam continued and you smiled putting your son in his arms, and Dean helped you to get up. They went to the babies room and Dean slowly opened the door. 

“Sam… why are there three cribs?” Cas asked confused and Sam opened a smile.

“Surprise!” You said appearing behind Sam, putting your hand in his back, and the three of them looked with eyes and mouth wide open towards you. 

“You’re kidding right?” Dean asked, slowly opening a smile. “Triplets?!” 

“We didn’t know either until labor.” You said struggling.

“And we decided to make a surprise for you guys.” Sam said and Mary started laughing looking with heart eyes at Ash and Jo.

“Three kids? Oh god, it’s going to be hard work.” Mary said. “And we’re going to help you guys in everything you need.” 

“They are adorable.” Dean said picking up Jo in his arms when she opened her eyes. Dean, as much as he denied it, was father material and everyone that saw him with a baby could see this. 

“Can I pick Ash?” Cas said and you nodded with a smile, showing him the right way to do it. But seconds later, he made a strange face leaving all of you confused.

“What’s up man?” Sam asked and he looked up at the both of you.

“I think he needs a new diaper.” Cas said and you all laughed. Yeah, he and the boys will need to learn how to change one diaper for now on. 

Or a lot of them.

psychic: *reads my mind*

my mind: “bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”“bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”“bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”“bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”“bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”“bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”“bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddamnit, this girl makes him smile”

psychic: what the fuck

For Bucky *** Part One

Summary: You knew you didn’t have much longer. You had a whole life ahead of you. But you would never get to experience it. He wanted you to live your life to the fullest. You would do that for him. You would do that For Bucky.

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: SENSITIVE SUBJECTS

Word Count: 3038

A/N: This is something that I wanted to do because of a friend who had recently lost a family member at a young age. If you are not comfortable with reading something of a sensitive and extremely touch feel, please do not read!! Let me know if you would like to be tagged.


You were only ten years old when you were diagnosed with your condition. You remember being at school, playing tag with your friends when without a warning, you collapsed to the ground. You remember the sight of your friends running to you, shouting Your name or the name of your teacher as you lay on the gravel. You were shivering, your blood running cold as you struggled to keep your eyes open.

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Imagine seeing Chris after giving birth. (Part B)

A/N: Part 5B! Here’s some fluff after that angst. You can read the previous parts here: (‘Charlotte Rose’ - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A) and (‘Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts’; ‘Baby Fever’; 'Memory Lane’; and 'Little Ones’ - Masterlist) Enjoy. X

Chris saw your daughter before he saw you; the nurses moved her to the NICU while they stitched you back up. Despite the preterm labor, your baby girl was a beautiful, healthy, and happy baby who came out of your womb with the ability to breathe on her own. She was still needed to be kept in the intensive care unit and monitored until she was strong enough to keep her temperature and feed. Chris was told she had to stay in there for a minimum of two weeks, but he didn’t care; he was just happy that both mother and daughter were fine.

Chris was now waiting with Jack, his parents, and yours to see you. You were yet to be moved to your ward and he was getting a little worried despite being told you were fine. He was tapping his foot so anxiously that Jack opted to sit on a chair instead of his lap. Finally, after half an hour- you were brought out to your ward and Chris could go in and see you.

You were still in a daze when Chris visited; he went in alone because he wanted some time with just you for a while before the rest came in. You were in more pain than you were when you were post-birth with Jack, obviously because you’d been cut into this time. But all that pain faded when you finally opened your eyes and saw your husband’s comforting face. The drugs may have been kicking your ass, but God, did you know he was the love of your life. He took your hand in his and kissed your knuckles, smiling when you managed a weak and tired one.

“Hey, you,” he whispered gently.

“Hi, you,” you mumbled, gently squeezing his hand.

“You really are stronger than I know I ever could be,” he told you.

“I’m not having another child,” was your response and he chuckled, making you smile. “How’s our girl?” You asked and his smile reached his eyes as he nodded. “Is she okay? There’s nothing wrong with her, is there?”

“No,” he shook his head, squeezing your hand. “She’s perfect, just like you and just like Jack.” You smiled. “Your girl is as strong as Charlotte Rose. There is nothing that will ever hold her down, she’s going to grow up to be the most inspiring person we’ll have ever known.”

“Charlotte Rose,” you repeated with a smile; that was perfect for your daughter. It was the first job you and Chris were working on together, and considering it was what you were working on when you went into labor- it made sense, especially after what Chris said. “Chris, do you-” You didn’t even need to finish your question, Chris had already answered it with a nod. “Charlotte Rose Evans,” you said and smiled. “You should go write it on her birth certificate.”

“I already did,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “I kind of knew you’d want to name her after our first movie together, especially when we were working on said movie when you went into labor.” You chuckled softly because your husband knew you a little too well. “Plus I have a feeling our movie, Charlotte Rose, is going to win us an Oscar. So why not name our little miracle, Charlotte Rose too, seeing as she’s going to as treasured as the golden statue.”

“We really do have the same mindset, don’t we, Evans?” You entwined your fingers with his and he chuckled, nodding. “I’m really happy I met you, Chris.” You told him, feeling your eyes well with tears. “I honestly don’t know what my life would be like without you in it, I can’t imagine it’d be good or as fulfilling as it is now.”

“The feeling’s mutual,” he kissed your hand. “So you can imagine how worried I was about you after you went into the ward,” he chuckled when you did. “I thought I was going to lose you and I was panicking thinking about what I was going to do- how I was going to take care of two children without the love of my life. As much as I love Jack and Charlotte, there is no one I’m going to love more than you.”

“I am pretty awesome,” you smiled.

“You are the best thing in my life,” he corrected.

“You too,” you responded then heard a knock on the door. It was your parents and your son waiting to see you. “We should probably let them in,” you told Chris and he sighed with a soft chuckle. “Go on, Captain. We can have time alone when we’re old and gray,” you teased.

“It’s a date,” he kissed your forehead then proceeded to open the door for them. Jack started barreling towards the second your dad put him down, only to be caught by a chuckling Chris. “Bud, gentle.” He told him and Jack nodded as he walked your son over to you.

“Mama,” he gently hugged you when Chris put him down on your bed. You hugged him back tightly, ignoring the slight stings your wounds gave you. “I’m so proud of you!” He grinned when he pulled away; you smiled at Chris knowing it was what Chris told him to say. “I saw Charlie, she’s so cute! I can’t wait for her to come home to play with me.”

“She’s beautiful,” your mom and Lisa said simultaneously.

“Congratulations,” your dad and Bob smiled at you and Chris.

You and Chris shared a smile, holding Jack close between the both of you. “Thank you,” you both said then shared a sweet kiss. Your beautiful family of four- including Dodger- was now a perfect family of five. Neither of you could ask for anything more; you had two beautiful children, the perfect half as your partner, and you were working with said perfect half on a movie that was surely to bring in Oscars. All was well for the Evans/Y/L/N duo, and all would be well for a long, long time.

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Epilogue is next! here!

The Date Part 2 [Jughead Jones x Reader]

Thank you for the feedback!! I am pretty new to this, as  I said and yeah… anyway, here’s part 2!!! perhaps a part 3? lol jk. not really…

Part 1
Part 3

Summary : You and Jughead have an awkward thing going on between you two ever since the kiss, but with a few wrong decisions you guys come to your senses… or do you?


He didn’t kiss back. And it wasn’t like one of those sappy movies where he’d look you in the eyes and then kiss you, no. He did look you in the eyes after you let go of him, and quickly murmured a ‘sorry’, as he nodded.

Uhm… anyway, you should wear this tonight.” He cleared his throat. “You really think that I am still going after this?” You laughed. “Y/N…” He started, but you interrupted him. “I’m going to stay at home and fuck yo— I mean cry over you!I mean  cry! No, that is not better…” Your cheeks became as red as your dress. Which was maroon. Good job, Y/N. 

Jughead then laughed at your silliness and said then that you should’ve gone to your date, but you just couldn’t. You had called Reggie and told him that your mother is sick and you had to take care of her, and he said that it’s okay, maybe some other time.

“I said that I’d stay at home and fuck him.” You said,looking at the ceiling, then at your phone. “I said that I’d fuck him.” You laughed and looked again at the ceiling, then at the phone. “Screw that.” You threw your phone across the bed and shot up.

Juggie, are we okay?” You said, as the brunette sat on the bed, right after you finished talking with Reggie on the phone. “You have feelings for me?” He suddenly asked you. 

You threw on a green hoodie and a black cap and made your way to Pop’s Chock’lit. You needed a cheeseburger to process the past two weeks. Or maybe three… and a chocolate smoothie.

I…” You were speechless. “Forget it.” He sat up. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow?” He casually said and you smile and nodded, as he left your room. 

You sat at a booth and saw Veronica’s mother. You greeted her and she asked you casual stuff, avoiding any questions that included Jughead. Did everyone in Riverdale know about you and Juggie? Or… whatever was going on between the two of you. 

She left, already knowing what you wanted to order. She has always been so sweet to you. She was really a good woman. You were looking out the window, waiting for your order, when you saw Reggie sitting in front of you. You gave him a soft smile.

“Hey, Reggie.” He gave you one of his smiles that would make any other girl melt. But he wasn’t Jughead. “How is your mother?” He asked. “She’s feeling better now. I am sorry I bailed on you.” You said, but he shrugged it off. “Don’t worry about it. But, since we are both at a table and the food isn’t here yet, how about we take advantage of this?” He smirked. You thought a bit about it. A speed-date? Yeah, that could work after the whole Jug(Y/N) drama. “Sounds good to me.” You smirked back at him.


Your ‘speed-date’ with Reggie really was good and it was just perfect, ‘up until the moment Jughead entered the diner. He saw you and Reggie all smiley-dovey-holding hands, and he wasn’t such a big fan of that. He came to your table and looked at you.

Even though he tried his bet to avoid you for two weeks until he sorts out his feelings, he just couldn’t hold back anymore.He had to do something.

“Hey, (Y/N).” He smiled at you with a smile that made you melt. That smile. “Oh, hey Juggie.” You smiled at him. “Reggie.” Jughead nodded at him, and he did the same. “Can we please talk?” Jughead asked, grabbing onto his laptop bag. You looked over to Reggie who nodded and you followed Jughead outside. “I was stupid. There have been the worst two weeks of my life, I need you.” You both said. “That was just creepy.”You frowned. “Can we be friends again?” You added. “We never stopped being friends, and we never will, but I was hoping that…” Juggie started, but Reggie exited the diner, interrupting him. “You ready to go, Y/N?” He smiled, putting an arm over your shoulders. “Wha…?” Jughead was confused now. When did that happen. “I’ll talk  to you later, Juggie! Reggie and I have to get to the movies!” You smiled at him and left to the cinema.

This is the right thing to do.

Okay so you’re telling me that the words “Bellamy knows his stature is being challenged but goddammit, this girl makes him smile” were written in the original script for 1x02 and that was completely platonic???? I’m sorry but those words were 100% written with the intention that those characters would fuck each other. Basically what I’m saying is bellarke has not always been unanimously platonic. Case closed.

STOP HATING IDOLS

  For a month, I’ve been reading and taking screenshots of instances in which somebody is hateful or disrespectful towards Hwasa from MAMAMOO. I also had mean posts towards and about Moonbyul which were sadly lost in the midst of me cleaning up my phone.

  I decided today was a good day to explore this issue and give my opinion on it. Here are some screenshots I was able to find/save from the mess I made hours ago:

  Unfortunately, none of the screenshots listed above were taken out of context and neither is the one listen down. The Hwasa hate withing the Momoos is not that obvious, but outside of it it’s sadly crystal clear.

  Hwasa has been categorized as “ugly” and also the “ugliest” in the group more times than I can count and it’s a shame I lost some of my screenshots that proved this. Sadly, this is a real issue not just to MAMAMOO’s maknae, but also to various other idols like Rapmonster from BTS (for example).

  Everyone is entitled to their opinion, but as soon as it’s made public that person has to be ready for some backlash as not everybody is going to agree with you. Sadly, I don’t agree with this and I can refute what you say and not just disagree is because you claim her “ugliness” as being a fact and not a personal opinion/preference.

  Down below you’ll see pictures of MAMAMOO with and without make-up for comparison but make sure you understand that I’ve been a moomoo for a while and I love all of them (including their appearance), so I’m not pushing everyone down with this. I have good intentions with this post.

  If you have some time, stick around ‘till the end.




  The photo below is used various times to slander/criticize Hwasa’s appearance on, not only blogs, but also e-papers/magazines which is pretty alarming from my view point.

  This picture was taken during a rehearsal and (from what I read) Hwasa believed it wasn’t necessary to wear make-up as it wasn’t an actual show, but just a “training session”. 

  Unfortunately, the facial expression, the lighting, the angle and the bad quality of the picture obviously doesn’t help her appearance after all she’s human, but look under for another make-up-less picture to see the difference.

  Here you go: in this picture, due to the lighting, facial expression and better quality of the picture she looks way better. Bless lighting, am I right?

  If this picture makes you feel like I’m biased (which I am, to be honest, as she’s my favorite idol), here are more to dismiss those silly ideas.

  Opinions are opinions - of course -, but using a terrible picture in order to get your point across when there are many pictures to refute that idea is begging to be disagreed with.

  In my opinion though (my really biased opinion, of course, let that be known) she’s pretty. 

  Bonus: in my mother’s unbiased opinion, she’s also pretty.




  Now, leaving the solely “Hwasa” topic, let’s talk all of MAMAMOO, shall we?



  I am a big supporter of the fact that you can only be a Moomoo if you respect all the members and unfortunately that’s not 100% homogenized with the fandom’s rules

  Here is MAMAMOO with no make-up on (and oh, do they look great):

  It’s obvious every person who wears make-up on a daily basis doesn’t look as good without make-up not only because make-up is used to make someone’s face more appealing and overall more beautiful but also because you’re used to a certain bone structure (that can be easily messed around with contour and highlight), a certain color of skin and lips, fuller and more colored eyebrows, etc.

  The girls aren’t above that as they’re human - they breathe, they eat and they go to the bathroom just like all of us.

  To me, with or without make-up they look beautiful because I chose these girls as my favorite group not just for their looks but also for their music/talent and humor. Yet, I can’t deny they look more appealing with make-up and I know most of the people out there could agree with me.

  I am pulling any of them down, it’s my opinion. It’s not a fact, but an opinion based on my preferences. 

  Here’s some basis for my opinion:





  Aside from MAMAMOO (but still connected to them), I found something horrible on the internet which was apparently posted a couple of months ago. Still, it was posted, read and commented under, so I can do the same here as it’s in the public domain.

  In addition to refuting Hwasa’s haters, here’s some pictures of the “ugliest” idols listed above in order and let it be known I wasn’t aware of the existence of Bobby, Yang, Seo, Jihyo, Jung or Umji prior to this so my opinion on them isn’t biased in any way. I didn’t search exhaustively for these pictures, they were on the very top of their names’ search.

  Anyways, here are pictures of the idols.

  Warning: there’s a l o t of ugliness ahead. ;)




Here’s Bobby;

  Don’t know how someone could find him ugly with that sincere stare and plump lips, but sure…

Here’s Yoseob:

  He looks like such a happy kid, how can someone hate on him?

Here’s Rapmonster:

  Sorry, I’m biased on this one but his sincere smile is enough to make any girl swoon.

Here’s Eunkwang:

  He’s cute as hell! Reminds me of an EXO member, I just don’t remember which (not a fan of EXO, by the way).




Here’s Jihyo:

  She is such a cutie patootie omfg.

  Here’s Eunji:

  WHERE? IS? THE? UGLY?

Here’s Umji:

  Cutest smile 2KForever (and look at those cheeks!).

Here’s Hwasa:

  Queen of jeans right behind Hani, to be honest.

  Too biased to comment, sorry.




In my opinion,

  None of the idols listed above are ugly and it’s a fact they do not deserve your insults or slander as nobody deserves to be hated on (unless they’re criminals, then I really don’t care) based solely off their looks.

  Did you notice I did not state my opinion as a fact throughout this post? You can easily give your opinion without insulting anyone or making a mess. Wow!




STOP SLANDERING IDOLS.