mommy points

  • Usnavi: Good job, Sonny.
  • Sonny: Thanks, dad.
  • *silence*
  • Sonny: ...Why is everyone staring at me?
  • Vanessa: You just called Usnavi 'dad'.
  • Sonny: What? No, I didn't! I said 'Thanks, man'!
  • Usnavi: Do you...see me as a father-figure, Sonny?
  • Sonny: NO! If anything, I see you as a 'bother figure' cause you're always bothering me!
  • Benny: Hey! Show your father some respect!
  • Sonny: I DIDN'T CALL HIM 'DAD'!
  • Usnavi: No, Sonny, I take it as a compliment.
  • Carla: It's not a big deal! I call my girlfriend 'Mommy' sometimes.
  • Sonny: *points to Carla* Guys! Jump on that!
  • Daniela: Old news! You calling Usnavi 'daddy'-
  • Sonny: HEY! 'Daddy' is NOT on the table here!
  • Pete: You still called him 'dad'.
  • Sonny: NO, I DIDN'T!
  • Usnavi: Well, I believe you...
  • Sonny: Thank you!
  • Usnavi: ...Son...
  • *pause*
  • Usnavi: Do you want to talk about it later, over of catch?
  • Sonny: ...I'd like that.
Act Like You Love Me - Part Three

A/N: Feedback would make my day. 
Read part one here. Read part two here

Word count: 3,647


January 11 th, 2023

“Hey baby” you said lovingly when Leah jumped out the black jeep and starting running towards your apartment door.

You opened your front door and met her in a huge hug, picking her up from the ground. You kissed the top of her head, hugging her as close to you as possible.

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anonymous asked:

I gotta a question! So we all know that Louis is completely against turning a human into a vampire right? But at the same time, he wanted to leave Claudia to be with Armand. How on earth did he think it was going to work out? Obviously, he had to turn someone into a vampire in order for Claudia to be cared for since she couldn't grow up.

Louis does not approve of making vampires himself, that’s for sure! But yes, Louis wanted to be with Armand and Armand didn’t want Claudia as part of that equation and she knew it. 

So, right, IDK what Louis was thinking about how it could possibly work out w/o making her a new adult vampire companion. He had little choice in that. He couldn’t bear to think of her out there on her own, she clearly wasn’t going to be invited to join the Theatre des Vampires, and she couldn’t make an adult vampire herself. There was a line in book!IWTV where she tells Louis: “ ‘Can you picture it?’ she said, so softly I scarcely heard. “A coven of children? That is all I could provide…” <– whether she could actually turn a child is not known. We don’t know of it happening successfully anywhere else in canon before or after that point. Louis probably would not have approved of that, either.

Worth noting here is that in the first version of IWTV, Claudia wasn’t killed off by the Parisian coven (from the Vampire Companion):

“In the first version of [IWTV], Claudia eventually goes off with three vampire brothers whom she meets in Paris. She does not die. As such, it was as if Rice had attempted to give her daughter a form of immortality. Rice, however, experienced psychological problems that cleared up only after she had rewritten the ending - by killing off Claudia and taking Louis through an experience of intense grieving. This version was much more cathartic for Rice.”

My hero- A Jasper Hale Imagine

A/N: I hope you don’t mind but instead of a oneshot I turned it into an imagine with (Y/N) instead of Bella’s name. I took five requests in hopes for a longer more detailed imagine. Thank you all so much for your patience, I know you are all going to really like this. 

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

Request #1: Jasper x Bella oneshot, Bella meets Jasper as a kid post in the park and he helps her get home over the years he appears in her life comforting her and being nice , she thinks he’s an imaginary friend . She moves to forks Washington and sees him in school and she thinks she’s going crazy . But when she’s almost hit by Tyler’s truck he saves her and she realizes he’s real and it’s basically the first chapter of twilight rewritten with Jasper. Please

Request #2: Ok so I’m 15 and I still sometimes get really paranoid abt things being under my bed or something (ok it’s super embarrassing) but could u do an imagine abt like jasper coming to put his human mate to sleep and finding her really scared Bc she thinks there is a monster under her bed and then he checks and comforts her and tells her stories of his past life until she falls asleep? Thanks. Love ur blog g😍

Request #3: I’m so happy you’re still active. Do you still take requests? If so, could you write one where jasper saves the reader from a group of men? Kind of like when Bella was about to be attached in the second book. Maybe some angst, then some jasper fluff?

Request #4:Could you write a Jasper x reader imagine where it’s like super fluffy and sweet? I can’t seem to find a huge amount of love for my precious baby in the fandom and I need some! Please and thank you 😊

Request #5:Could you write something with jasper where he’s you’re mate, and you’re human, and he’s super protective over you, especially with men. 

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witching hour

requested by: anon(s)

warnings: first time, smut, mommykink.

word count: 1,344

summary: Credence wakes up with a problem. You help him with it.

a/n: there will be a part two!

12:00 AM

Credence was not very comfortable.

He had been rolling around involuntarily, wide awake. He didn’t have any idea what the pressure inbetween his legs was, but he didn’t really like it. He whined and looked over at you, swallowing harshly before gently tapping you on your shoulder, careful not to be too harsh. “Mommy..” He whispered, “M - Mommy, wake up.”

You stirred, making a sleep-deprived kind of noise, your hands coming up to your eyes to rub them. The moon’s light gleamed onto your face as you sat up, taking a deep breath, your eyelids slowly beginning to rise. “Hi, baby..” You whispered, rubbing his knee affectionately - not at all intimately, “What’s up?”

Credence whimpered and looked down at your hand. He didn’t even know what to say, his mother had never told him about what was going on, let alone anything about that.. thing down there. He simply crawled onto your lap and pressed himself against your stomach, his face immediately stuffing itself into your neck, “It hurts, Mommy..” He sobbed, “I - I don’t know why, a - and - I don’t know what to do..”

“Oh, baby..” You sighed, running your hands up and down his back, immediately knowing what was wrong as soon as you felt it, “Alright, it’s okay.. calm down, Credence. It happens. Okay? This is not abnormal at all, and I don’t want to make you feel bad about having it,” You quickly told him, “Do you know what sex is, baby? Hm?”

“S - Sex is..” Credence curled his toes and sniffed, shrugging, “It’s when.. people do things.. r - right? And it - um.. feels good?”

“Exactly,” You pulled back, cupping his jaw, “Did Queenie tell you anything about it?”

“She explained a bit of it..” He nodded, feeling a bit more comfortable now that you had accepted everything, “Is it okay? R - Really?”

“Of course, baby,” You said calmly, kissing his head, his eyes fluttering as you giggled against him, “Would you like some help?”

Credence perked up and felt his boxers tighten further, his hands twitching. “Will you?” He widened his eyes, “Please, Mommy?”

You nodded, bringing a hand down slowly to begin palming him, his hips immediately bucking harshly, “O - Oh!” He gasped, “I -!”

“Shh,” You interrupted, biting your lip. “I.. have been wanting to do this with you for a while,” You admitted to him, face heating up, “I’ll take care of you. Okay, baby?”

“Okay,” Credence breathed, hips twitching, “It’s so nice, Mommy.. it.. it feels so good..”

You noticed how everytime you would squeeze or rub him through his boxers his jaw would drop a fraction of an inch, and you admired it - the sheer look of pleasure crossing his features, his eyebrows raising, eyes closing as you shuffled your hand into his boxers, curling your fingers firmly around his aching cock, “There you go, Credence..” You eased, stroking him, “That’s a good boy.. who’s Mommy’s good boy?”

Credence sobbed, canting his hips up into your hand desperately, “Me, m - me,” He choked out, his entire body stiffening while he brung himself as close to you as he could be, his feet arching, “I’m Mommy’s good boy..”

“That’s right..” You grinned, kissing his cheek lovingly. He layed on the bed after practically flinging himself back with ecstasy, spreading his legs and pushing his boxers down.

“Mommy, Mommy - please,” He rushed out, his erection continuing to rise and twitch with every stroke you gave him. He squirmed underneath you, whining again, “Please, more..”

You nodded slowly and crouched down, pulling your hand away for a moment. You kissed his thigh gently and asked him to trust you, to which he just bit his lip, and nodded. Slowly, you kissed up and down his shaft, shallow breath transferring itself onto Credence’s sensitive skin before dissolving. Sticking your tongue out a bit, you moved upward, making sure Credence felt all of you.

He was quite squirmish, and tried to stay still, but unfortunately could not. His lower lip quivered and he tried not to burst into tears because of all of the fucking stimulation, but alas, a wet, salty drop fell down his chin, causing him to bawl. “It’s s - so good,” He began, “Please don’t ever stop..”

You looked up to make sure he was alright, your heart melting at the sight of your baby boy, fucking crying because of how good you made him feel. You gulped, pulling back for a moment, “Are you sure, honey? You - You’re crying, Creed..”

“Please!” Credence widened his eyes and made a needy noise as soon as you moved, “Mommy - I want it - please, Mommy!” He begged, grabbing at your hands and holding onto them tight, “Please, I’ll be a good boy..”

“Okay, alright,” You bit your lip, kissing both of Credence’s hands. You unlinked your fingers from his and went back to what you were doing, cupping his balls and taking one into your mouth, slurping quietly, “Mmph -”

“Ah!” Credence gasped and bucked up harder than he intended, his heart rate speeding up. You could see small swirls of black dust start to emerge from his body, causing you to pull back once again.

“Hey, Creed..?” You rubbed his thigh slowly while he still panted and writhed underneath you, “I need you to calm down for Mommy. Okay? Please, baby?” You kissed his knee, “Calm down. I will go back to what I’m doing if you take it a notch lower. I know it feels good, that’s why I’m doing it for you. Just relax, take a deep breath, and watch me.”

Credence noticed his Obscurus starting to take form and quickly took a deep breath in before exhaling very slowly, face full of desperation. You could tell he wanted it, and you were going to give him pleasure in exchange for his obedience. You rubbed his chest slowly as you began to straddle him, eventually settling yourself on his lap - his hard member pressing right up against you. “Mommy..” He whispered, placing his head on your chest, “You’re so beautiful..”

You caressed the back of his neck for a bit and leaned down to kiss him, your eyes falling shut as he moaned and kissed back, cupping your face with shaky hands, “Mmn..” He breathed out, “Mommy..”

You lustfully made out with him, rolling your hips, bringing his scarred up hands down to place on your hips, to which he quickly tugged your panties down, trying not to look down and stay focused on the task at hand. He trailed his fingers down to your cunt and gently twirled his index around your clit, causing you to squeak and bring your thighs together, “Mmn -!”

Credence pulled back and stared down at your thighs, slowly spreading them, “Wanna make Mommy feel good..” He whispered, determined, shuffling down so that he was facing your heat, moving closer to you until he was kissing inbetween your thighs at your most sensitive places. You gasped loudly and placed a hand on his head instinctively, back arching.

“Credence!” You moaned, stomach rising and falling quickly from how paced your breathing was, “O - Oh, Credence..”

Credence was doing all he could to please you, even letting you tug at his hair even though it hurt - as well as licking over your clit the most because it seemed the most sensitive according to the noises you would make everytime he would get there, your heart racing.

“Mommy..” He mumbled against your aching cunt, which was dripping with juices that Credence took in and swallowed at every chance he got, “Tastes so good, Mommy..”

“C - Creed - God -” You hissed, rolling your hips right against his face, pulling him in roughly as you reached your climax, which came quickly, only because Credence was so fucking messy and good and you loved it. “Nn! Ah!”

Credence squeaked and took everything you gave him, moving back once you let him go, his cock throbbing at this point. “Mommy..”

“It’s your turn, baby,” You said to him, “I’m gonna teach you all about this.. okay?”

“Okay, Mommy.”


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Auston Matthews- Violet

Summery: You take your and Auston’s daughter to see Auston play for the first time.

“Babe?” Auston calls from our two year old daughter, Violets bedroom.

“Yeah?” I call back while walking toward the room.

“Where is her Matthews jersey?” He asks closing her closet door and picking her up. Making her light brown hair sway as she hugs him close her chocolate brown eyes lighting up.

“In the laundry room.”

“Momma?” She asks with her head against Auston’s shoulder.

“Yes baby?” I ask her lightly.

“Can daddy dress me?” She asks while hugging Auston again.

“Of course, what do you want to wear?” I ask as Auston sits on her bed. Though she is still clinging to him.

“Daddy’s jersey!” She exclaims right in Auston’s ear making him wince and me giggle lightly.

“Okay Vi. I will go get it and you and daddy can get ready together okay?” I ask while heading toward her door.

“Okay” She says.


“go leafs go!” Violet cheers while standing on her tip-toes trying to watch warmups. So I pick her up letting her see the ice clearly.

“Mommy look there’s uncle Freddie!” She exclaims as the goalie skates by making her squeal.

“Look Vi, there’s you dad.” I say pointing to the skating 34.

“DADDY!” She screams making all the people around us laugh at her cuteness.

After that I caught Mitch’s eye and signaled to get Auston. To which he did by shooting a puck lightly at Auston’s butt.

I saw Mitch laughing while, pointing at us stopping Auston from cussing at him. Auston of course soon after came skating over to us.

“Hey Vi” Auston coos putting his hand on the glass.

Violet soon after putting hers against the glass too.

“good luck daddy.” She says through the glass.

“Thank you, I love you baby, I will see you after the game okay?” He says before kissing the glass. Violet doing it back.


“Skate!”, “That was a bad call!”, “Is daddy okay?” Were some of the questions constantly asked and some of the statements made by Violet.

“Mommy, where did daddy go?” She asks looking over at me from her seat.

“He went to the locker room. He will be back out in fifteen minutes.” I reply kissing my daughters forehead.

“Mommy look!” She exclaims pointing at the jumbo-tron.

When I look up I see us with the heading ‘Violets first game’. This made Violet and I smile. Though she smiled wider as Auston came back to the ice.

“Mommy, when will I get to talk to daddy?” She asks while watching him on the ice.

“After he’s done in the locker room.” I reply while watching the puck drop.

“Skate Daddy!” She yells seeing Auston nearing the opposing teams net. The goal horn going off soon after.

Auston had decided to celebrate with Violet first by jumping against the boards in front of her. The rest of the guys soon crowding around Auston.

Auston celebrated the same way for his other two goals. Making Violet smile with delight.


“Daddy!” Violet yelled running toward him and hugging his legs as he came out of he locker room and into the family waiting area.

“Hey Vi, how did you like the game?” He asked crouching down so he can hug her properly.

“It was amazing daddy!” She exclaims and continues talking about it while beaming at him.

“Your gonna have to come to all my home games now.” Auston says.

“Why?” She asks with a curious look.

“Cause your my good luck charm.” He states picked her up and coming over to give me a kiss.

“Come on. We gotta get the princess to bed.” Auston says we walk toward the door.

Originally posted by skuraly


Summary: Adalynn has been taken from her family three years into the apocalypse. Shes beaten, raped, and brain washed by the man in leather, will she give in or fight? 



Chapter Warnings: smut, language

Chapter Summary: Adalynn remembers better times in an effort to escape from the monster.

Part 1: Chained.

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anonymous asked:

Don't imagine Bechloe bringing Willa to see Beauty&theBeast and Chloe holding Willa while grumpy Beca sings the songs into Chloe's ear


“Bec, come on. She has to see it.”
“She has to see it or you have to see it?“
Chloe gave a playful pout and didn’t answer.
“Uh-huh. Well, we’re already sitting down, so I guess you win this one, but you’re taking her to the bathroom when she has to go.” She sat with a thump in her chair, letting the little curly haired girl climb into her lap.
“Mama!” Willa cried, making Beca wince. She had inherited her volume from her mother. Her little chubby hands clutched either side of her face, her forehead smushing into Beca’s. “We haveta see it! It’s Beauty and Beats!”
Beca smirked and pulled her hands from her cheeks, kissing them, “Well, Legacy we’re gonna! You wanna sit with Mama or with Mommy?”
“You!” She cried, pointing at Beca so fast that she had to duck to miss getting a finger in the eye.
“Well okay then! Take a seat, pumpkin-butt!” She cried in that freaking overly cheery voice she always used for her little girl. Willa gave a shrieking giggle as she flipped her around on her lap, wrapped her arms around her and attacked her neck with kisses. The woman in front of them turned, giving a small pointed and obviously disapproving cough and Beca frowned. “You know what? Let’s uh, yeah, let’s maybe move to the back row.”

They settled again just as the lights in the theater dimmed, Willa’s huge blue eyes, so much like Chloe’s went round and she gave a small, “Ooooooh!” and settled herself deeper into Beca’s lap.

“I’m on to you, ya know.”

“Hmm?” Beca was busy searching for Roger that had just been dumped on the floor and had only half heard.

“I’m on to you. I give it five minutes before you start singing.”

“What? Psssh, whatever, I don’t-” but then she rolled her eyes at the look on her wife’s face and just closed her mouth. 

“I’m tellin’ you, Bec. Five minutes,” Chloe said, smoothing Willa’s curls back and asking, “Baby, are you warm enough?”

Willa didn’t answer, her eyes still glued to the screen before her.

Chloe didn’t seem bothered by that. She just made sure Willa’s jacket was in her lap, just in case, and settled back, her hand on Beca’s arm.

It was hard not to immediately get lost in the movie, Beca had to admit. Not because the movie was that great or anything, but because of her girls. She had no idea which was more excited. Chloe’s hand kept clamping down on her arm with spasmodic excitement while Willa just stared, a little bit of licorice drool dripping as she forgot to wipe it away.

The first song started, and she felt Chloe’s eyes on her, felt her waiting. Beca’s nose went into the air, refusing. Nope. Not gonna do it. She wasn’t gonna do it.

“Oh come on!” Chloe whispered.

“What? I don’t -”


“Not gonna work.”

“Fine.” Chloe gave a pout, taking Willa without thought when she scrambled back into her other mother’s lap.

Beca watched out of the corner of her eye, her lip twitching as Chloe lost herself in the movie, her hand running up and down Willa’s leg affectionately.

She knew she was going to do it. She had known it the moment that Chloe had made the joke. Still, her heart gave a little happy thrill as she leaned over and sang in a whisper, ’every morning just the same’. It was totally worth it, even though she felt her cheeks warm when two identical pair of blue eyes turned to her, both jubilant and both radiating adoration.

acheaptrickandacheesyoneline  asked:

Prompt: the correct way to eat a chocolate bunny

This is set in my City of Fallen Heroes verse, but it’s not necessary to read that to read this. 


“Aren’t you going to eat it?” Thea asks Grace as she stares at her bunny with wide eyes. 

Grace shakes her head and looks at Thea in utter betrayal. 

“What’s the matter? Don’t you like chocolate?” Thea asks. 

Oliver can’t help but laugh. He breaks off a piece of Sara Diggle’s chocolate bunny and hands it to his daughter who takes it from his hands greedily and shoves it in her mouth. 

“What am I missing?” Thea asks. 

“Apparently she thinks the chocolate bunny is real,” Oliver says, watching Grace run after the ball that Sara just kicked across the yard. 

“She thinks a chocolate bunny is real?” Thea asks, holding back a laugh. 

“Well she came down the stairs this morning at saw Felicity taking a bit of one and had a major meltdown. She kept crying and saying that Felicity killed him,” Oliver says, unable to stop himself from laughing at the memory. 

“Okay, that’s kind of adorable,” Thea says. 

Felicity steps out onto the patio and hands him a beer before taking a seat next to him. “What are we discussing?” 

“Defcon 5 this morning,” he says with a chuckle. 

“Oh god,” Felicity groans. “It was awful, she didn’t stop crying for almost an hour, and even then, she kept glaring at me over breakfast and calling me a bunny killer.” 

“I took the bunny out of her own basket and smashed it up before she could see it and have another meltdown. I convinced her they were chocolate eggshells that broke,” Oliver says. 

“Oh man,” Thea says with a laugh. “That girl is too much sometimes.” 

“You’re telling me,” Felicity groans. “So apparently we can no longer eat chocolate bunnies in our house on Easter. Which is fine, because I don’t even celebrate Easter, but…” 

“But you do take any excuse to eat chocolate,” Oliver says with a knowing smile. They haven’t told everyone yet that their family is about to increase by one, which is why Felicity has been craving so many sweets recently and had forgone a mimosa at brunch. 

“No more bunnies, got it,” Thea says.

“We can have bunnies, you just need to know how to eat them the correct way,” Oliver says. 

“The correct way?” 

“Don’t let Grace see it while it’s still in bunny shape,” he laughs. 

At that moment, Grace comes running back up to the patio and throws herself into Felicity’s lap. 

“Careful, Grace,” Oliver says. “You don’t want to hurt Mommy.” 

“Baby ok?” Grace asks, moving herself around on Felicity’s lap until she’s comfortable enough to snuggle into her chest and pat her tummy gently. 

Oliver and Felicity freeze while Thea gasps loudly. 

“I knew it!” Thea exclaims. 

“Shhhh,” Oliver says, holding his hand up to try and get her to quiet down so the others inside won’t hear them. 

“When were you going to tell me?” Thea asks, smacking Oliver on the arm. 

“Ouch,” Oliver says, rubbing his arm. 

“We were waiting until the second trimester started,” Felicity says. 

“Which was next week,” Oliver says, playfully glaring at Grace who has the decency to look apologetic. 

“Baby shhh?” Grace asks, looking so adorably guilty that Oliver can’t help but forgive her. 

“Well the secret’s out now, kiddo,” he says with a laugh. 

Grace smiles. 

“Auntie Tia! Mommy baby,” she says, pointing to Felicity’s stomach. 

“I’m happy for you guys,” Thea says with a big smile. “But I’m even happier for myself. I get to be an aunt again!” 

“I don’t know how we are going to manage two little Queens running around the place. We only just got used to managing this one,” Felicity says with a laugh. 

“You guys’ll figure it out. You’re great parents.” 

“Thanks,” Oliver says. 

“Let’s have some Easter chocolate to celebrate,” Thea says, moving to grab the bunny on the table, but Grace reaches out and catches it before Thea can reach it. She pulls it into her arms and holds it close, glaring at Thea. 

“Don’t eat my bunny,” Grace says while Oliver cringes at the chocolate now smeared all down her dress. It’s a good thing they thought ahead to bring a backup outfit. They haven’t even taken the kids pictures yet. 

“Oh, it’s okay sweetie,” Felicity says, pulling Grace close and placing a kiss to the top of her head. “Is it bad that I still kind of want to eat it?” she whispers over Grace’s head. 

Oliver laughs, seeing the look in her eyes that she gets when she’s particularly craving something and won’t be deterred. 

“I stashed some extra chocolate in the glove box of the car,” he says, getting up before she even has to ask him to. He learned his lesson with her first pregnancy about the importance of making sure his wife got whatever she was craving in a timely fashion — their couch is not comfortable enough to sleep on. 

“Husband of the year,” Felicity says, happily. “I knew I married you for a reason.” 


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Arranged Love Pt.11 | Jungkook

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 14.5 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Epilogue

Summary: Whatever happened to true love? To fairytale romance? Where was that magical spark, those lingering kisses, the butterflies in your stomach, the fireworks in your heart? Where was the romance and the honesty in a forced love? And, above all else, how did you and Jungkook even find yourself being forced into an arranged marriage simply for publicity?

Word Count: 3,329

Genre: Fluff/angst

A/N: I feel like this chapter wasn’t as good but I wanted to get it out!! Please be prepared for part 12 tho mwahahah ;) some of you might finally get your wish fulfilled 

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The only one (Daryl X Reader) Part 7

Relationship : Daryl Dixon X Reader

Trigger warnings : Parental abuse , depression , 5 years age gap, consensual sex , death, violence, graphic scenes.

Rating : Mature + (Please do not read if you are under-aged)

Summary :

The narrative follows the reader and Daryl. The story starts pre-apocalypse and links the events of different stages of their lives as : kids, young adults and adults, focusing on their friendship and eventual love relationship . But when the world turns to dust, will they be able to make it?

CopyRight: I do not own Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead nor any of the other characters mentioned in this story.  No copyright infringement is intended.

PART 7 – All of us

Originally posted by wildling-heart

‘Ok , I’m really sorry about this but we can’t let anyone inside without getting you inoculated’ you yell, climbed on a rock. The crowd gathered in front of you listens carefully, smiling.

‘Is this real?’ , ‘Is this really happening?’ you can hear the whispers.

‘We’ve set up two stations , Glenn and John will be in charge of your check up and they will give each of you the cure.  We don’t have that much of it produced so  I’ll go and synthetize more . Meanwhile you guys can camp here, we’ll give you weapons and everything to ensure your comfort and safety. The rest of you , who already got the cure will follow me and Sammy, we’ll show you to your designated quarters’

People start laughing and hugging each other. You can’t help but smile.

Daryl gives you a hand , helping you climb down.

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Back In My Arms

Pairing: Spencer x Reader
Words:  1616
Requested by Anonymous:  Imagine being Spencer’s wife and being kidnapped with her 2-year-old son but the BAU staff finds you before the worst and your son just wants to stay in his father’s arms 😢😢 angst 

          “Daddy!” you heard your son giggle in the other room as you woke up, turning over in bed to see the sunlight coming through.

           You smiled as you made your way to the nursery where Spencer and your son were, “Look who it is,” Spencer said, looking up at you from where he was sitting on the floor with Nathan on his lap.

           Nathan looked up at you, “Mommy!”

           You sat down with them, “Hi, Baby,” you cooed, taking him onto your lap, “How long have you two been up?”

           “Just a little bit,” Spencer said, “I heard him in here talking to himself, so I decided to get some time in.”

           You leaned over and kissed Spencer, “I think that’s sweet.”

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Bed Time
  • Princess: *Laying on the couch cuddling with blankey and watching tv*
  • Mommy: *Comes and lays on top of Princess and kisses her face all over and brushes hair out of face* It's time for bed my sleepyhead
  • Princess: *smiles softly and sits up* I'm not sleepy though mommy see *points to eye balls* my eyes are open!
  • Mommy: Silly girl, I know they're open.. But I say it's bed time and they need to close! *picks Princess up and carries her to the bed room*
  • Princess: *Sits quietly on the bed- kicking legs back and forth waiting for mommy to pick her pajamas*
  • Mommy: *Undresses Princess of her day clothes* Okay sweet girl, arms up! *puts on an over sized tshirt and kisses cheek* Do you need to potty before ninight?
  • Princess: *Shakes head and yawns* No mamm but I need teddy! He's my cuddle buddy tonight!
  • Mommy: *Tucks Princess in and gets teddy tucked in too* Well Teddy is a very lucky bear, he's going to get some good cuddles tonight. *Kisses Princess & Teddy on the forehead* Ninight little one