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anonymous asked:

*takes a deep breath* HhhhhheeeeeyyyyyyyYou-have-any-smart!Dean-fics?-Also-clueless/oblivious-Sam(still with the same breath):I-love-you-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-much!!

Hiii! :D Aww, I love you too!  ♡

I’m sure I’ve read some fics with this theme, but I don’t have a specific ‘smart Dean tag’ or anything, so I can’t name any off the top of my head. D: 

But maybe any followers can think of good suggestions? :) They can reply to this post with links or titles for you, so keep watching the notes!

I feel like haikyuu is a fandom where the deeper you’re in the more pairings you fall for and you love them more and more and you feel so full of love for these volleyball dorks and their love for each other you wonder if it’s possible to love them even more but you always do

Ah love, What a useless waste of time. 

G-Wash I’m Full of You and Me (Washington x Reader)

Words: 1200

Warnings: pregnancy (is that a warning??), sex mentions, cussing

Request: If your requests are still open… Could you write a fan fiction, in which reader has to tell Washington, she’s pregnant?💓😉

A/N: this was cute and it’s a quick imagine to write so why not? i haven’t written and george so bear with me!

You were pregnant.

And yes, you were nervous.

George and you have been trying to have a child for months. The pregnancy test kept on showing negatives and it upset you. George tried to give you a smile and shake it off, but you knew he was disappointed. You even went and took tests to see if you were unable to bear a child, but the doctor said you were fine. And George was as well. 

You just wanted to give him a child. A boy, a girl, it didn’t matter; you just wanted to see that beautiful smile on his face. And its not like your weren’t trying; you had sex like five times a week (it wasn’t just because of the baby-making, you two were just very energetic people). 

You could tell that George was stressed about it. He was married previously, to his ex-wife Martha, but it didn’t work out too well. They fell apart, and since the two of you were best friends, you were his shoulder to cry on. You did have a crush on him, but you didn’t tell him that. 

It was a year or so after him and Martha were divorce that he asked you on a date. And everything was bliss after that.

You stared at the test in your hand, the two red bars getting bolder and bolder. You glanced at the other ten pregnancy tests on the floor, seeing all the positive smiles and lines staring back at you. You laughed, touching your stomach.

There was a mini-george and you in there. Maybe not fully developed yet, but they were there. 

You were pregnant.

And you were more than happy.

“Y/N, are you okay in there?” You heard George’s voice from behind the door. You quickly grabbed up all the tests off the floor, not wanting him to see the tests. You grabbed the black bag that you brought in there and threw everything inside, making sure to hide it from your husband.

“I’m fine, G-Wash! Just give me a second!” You yelled back, looking around for some place to hide the bag. You looked at the small window in the bathroom, and an idea popped in your head.

“Are you sure? You only call me G-Wash when you’re nervous. Y/N, open the door.” He sighed, and you saw the shadow of his feet peeking out from under the door. You pulled open the window, and threw the bag out. It didn’t make any noise, but you heard a shout. You quickly closed it back up, and glanced around the bathroom quickly. Once you’ve established that the evidence was gone, you rubbed your hands on your clothes, opening the door.

George stood there, his arms across his chest. He stared at you suspiciously, but you just kissed his lips quickly. “Hi love, good morning!” You said sweetly, trying to tug his arms apart. He rolled his eyes, opening them. You quickly wrapped your arms around his torso, your face planted directly on his chest.

He laughed, kissing the top of your head. “You’re ridiculous. What were you doing in there, anyway?” 

“I was shitting.” You replied, and he laughed, shaking his head.

“You’re disgusting.”

“And you married this disgusting woman. Sorry, you’re stuck with me.” He dragged your into the bathroom with him, chortling loudly.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

You brought him to the park he proposed to you at, nervous. He did notice your anxiety, and held you close to him. After a few years of being together, he knew that if you wanted to talk about it, you would. You loved that about him. You loved everything about him.

So why were you so nervous to tell him.

The two of you held hands, and you stopped at the fountain. He smiled, looking down at you. “Remember when I proposed to you here?” You nodded, taking your hand out of his nonchalantly. 

“You were so nervous. You were sweating a ton, and you barely got your words out. It was so cute.” You winked at him, and he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“We were together for two years, but it still feels like this is a dream. I’m so lucky to have you, you make me a better person.” He whispered, pecking your lips once. 

This is it, this was the time.

You took a step back from him, and he raised his eyebrow. you got down on one knee, taking out a ring box you had in your back pocket. George was confused, looking at you. “Are you-”

“Shh.” You said, interrupting him. “George, I’ve known you since we were kids. You were the annoying leader of the class, always defending anyone and everyone who was being messed with. Including me. I was a loner, unable to speak probably and had a lisp. But you accepted me, you appreciated me for who I was. Who I am now.”

“I’ve had a crush on you for such a long time, but I hid it, not wanting to mess up our friendship. You got married, I stayed single. You were divorced, I stayed by your side throughout the whole thing. And when you told me that you loved me, that you were in love with me…it was the most amazing feeling in the whole wide world.”

“I still have a crush on you. I think I’ll always have a crush on you until we’re old and gray and cranky.” You held up the box, opening it. George looked inside the box, taking it out of your hand. There was a small piece of paper in there, and he looked at it.

“Y/N, what is this?”

“Read it, G-Wash.” You said, still on your knees. “Out loud, please.”

“It says: G-Wash, I’m full of you and me.” He raised his eyebrows. “Is this some sort of sexual innuendo?” He asked.

“No, you pervert. I’m full of you and me? Get it?” He shook his head, and you sighed, standing up. You pulled up your shirt. “Look at my stomach, and read that over again.” He glanced at you, then read the note again, and looked at you once more.

“Wait…wait!” Tears immediately glistened in his eyes, and he looked  at your stomach. “Y/N, are you pregnant?” You nodded quickly.

“Yes, and I tried to make this all cute and stuff, but you broke the vibe, G-Wash. You killed it. It’s officially dead now.” He ignored your comments, and walked closer to you, touching your stomach.

“I’m, I’m going to be a dad?” He whispered, looking up at you. You washed away your attitude, and smiled at him. He laughed, pulling you into his arms. “I’m going to be a dad!” He yelled, and some people walked by cheered at the two of you. You laughed, holding him tight. He kissed your face over and over again, and you giggled.

“Hon, stop. You’re making me blush!” You yelled, grinning. His smile almost broke his face, stretched from ear to ear.

“We’re going to have sex to celebrate.” He said, and you rolled your eyes. 

“No, we’re going to go to the doctor to make sure it’s 100% true. And then we can celebrate.” You said, and he finally placed your back on the ground.

“By having sex?” He said, kissing your cheek. You rolled your eyes.



someone made Yuri!!! on Ice figurines and gave them to Evgenia Medvedeva at the end of her short program at the Russian Nationals 2017!


Clark’s Version:

Meeting you was fate.
Becoming your friend was a choice.
But falling in love with you was beyond my control.

{Leah’s Ver}

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Tbh he was hanging around the house hoping to see a teary eyed Zero lingering around so he could act like he doesn’t notice him.. but Fenix kicked him out just in time.