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Half-Sister, All Burden

Dean x Sam x Reader

Reader (Adam’s sister) living with Sam and Dean in the bunker. Dean hates the reader but she made the ultimate sacrifice for him.

Warning: Character Death, Abuse

Tags: @imascreamerbabymakemeamute

Half-Sister, All Burden Part 1

Part 2 

“I am sorry guys, I didn’t think that the vampire would …” I said

“You didn’t think? You almost killed Sam!” Dean yelled.

I looked down, afraid of looking into Dean’s disappointed eyes. This was my worse nightmare ever since I started hunting with my half-brothers Sam and Dean. I was afraid that one day I would get one of them killed.

“Dean, it’s not her fault! She almost got killed too!” Sam tried to reason with Dean.

“Better her than you.” Dean said under his breath. Sam did not hear it but I did. Dean thought that I did not hear it because he rushed to help Sam into a chair to check his injuries. Sam had a rather ugly cut on his abdomen.

“CASS!! We need you here!” Dean yells. A slight flutter of wings and the angel appeared. Cass did not ask questions and went straight to healing Sam. I looked at them and realized one thing. They were the original trio. Two brothers and an angel. I was just a burden that they had to bear. After Adam and mom died, they took me in because “I was family.” Honestly, they did it because the felt guilty for leaving Adam in the cage with Lucifer.

I rushed into my room before either of them saw the tears in my eyes. It hurt, knowing that I was a burden and that I was not wanted there. I walked into my room, shut the door and collapsed onto the floor. There was a sharp pain on my thigh where I fell into some broken glass. I slowly got off the floor and started taking off my jeans. I bit my lips to stop myself from yelling out in pain.

There was long gnash on my thigh. I guessed the adrenaline kept me from feeling the pain. Suddenly, the room started to spin. The next thing I know, I was on the floor and then, there was darkness.

My eyes opened slowly. It was like in the movies where the unconscious person slowly regains consciousness. Everything went from blurry to HD in about five seconds and three blinks of the eye. I was on my bed. It smelt like it. I heard some awful yelling only to realize that Sam and Dean were having a full blown argument just five feet away from me. I closed my eyes and pretended I was still asleep.

“She is nothing more than a burden. If she had told us she was hurt, none of this would be necessary!” Dean yelled.

“Dean, you were too worried about rubbing her mistake into her face to even check her for injuries. This is your fault Dean!” Sam replied, slightly agitated.

“She almost got you killed Sam! What was I supposed to do? You are my brother! She is nothing more than dad’s bastard of a daughter!” Dean said.

“You are just jealous because she had a normal life and you did not! Face it Dean, she is our sister! We are supposed to be loving brothers.” Sam argued. Dean said nothing more and stormed out. I heard Sam pull a chair and the next thing I knew, he was holding my hand.

“Y/N, I know we have not been the best brothers in the world. I am so sorry. I should have have taken better care of you when Dean did not. In some ways, I understand you, being the younger one. But don’t worry. It will all change now. I promise, you won’t ever be a burden to us.” Sam said.

I decided that it was time that I “woke up,” so I, channeled my inner actress and faked my awakening. I made sure I blinked a couple of times, moved around slowly and moaned in pain. I opened my eyes and saw a teary eyed Sam in front of me. Sam had a big smile on his face.

“You are awake, are you alright?” asked Sam.

“I am fine, what happened?” I asked.

“Well, you were hurt. There was a huge cut on your thigh. It was worse than my injury. Why didn’t you tell me or Dean?” He asked.

“I didn’t want to be a burden, sorry. I thought I could handle it myself. I am so sorry.” I said almost crying.

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t apologize. You did not do anything wrong alright. You are not a burden. If anything, you are a gift to us. Don’t tell Dean, but I have always wanted a younger sister.” Sam said.

“I won’t tell Dean. Thank you Sam.” I said.

“Call me Sammy, like Dean does.” Sam said, holding my hand.

“Okay Sammy, I love you.” I said hesitantly.

“I love you to sissy. Get some rest, I will bring you food later.” Sam said. Sam stood up, gave me a kiss on my forehead and left my room. I felt a little better and for the first time, I felt like I was loved. I rolled over and slept with a smile on my face.

After that incident, Sam and I had become closer. He and I would spend hours reading books together in the library. He convinced Dean that I could stay in the bunker and provide information to them while they were on hunts. It proved to be a good idea as I helped them crack a few of their hard cases. Sam was very proud of me and would tell me so.

Dean on the other hand was different. He started to treat me worse. He would only talk to me because Sam was in the room. When Sam was not around, he would ignore me completely. I figured that I could not be too greedy. I assumed that Dean was jealous that I was spending more time with Sam. He made sure that there were always out on cases so I would have less time with Sam. Sam realized what he was doing but did not confront him.

“Y/N, we found a case. It is in Michigan.” Sam said while standing outside my room door.

“What? But you guys just got back yesterday. Don’t you guys need to rest and recover?” I asked. Honestly, I just wanted some quality time with Sam. I missed him while he went on hunts.

“I know sissy, but Dean says that it is important and there were no other hunters around to help.” he said, looking at me sadly.

“Well, I guess that can’t be helped. I missed you though.” I said. Sam came in a sat beside me on the bed.

“I know that Dean has been doing this because he is jealous that we are together so much. I should have said something, I am sorry baby.” Sam said. He only called me baby when he wanted to make sure I did not get angry.

“I know too. Don’t worry. He is your brother first. I come second. I am okay with it, as long as both of you come back in one piece. Contrary to what you may think, I do love Dean too. I love him like how I loved daddy. Dean is a lot like daddy.

“Baby, I promise I will talk to Dean about this alright. I also promise to make sure Dean and I come back in one piece. I love you so much.” Sam said, giving me a big hug.

“I love you both, my big brothers!” I said, returning the hug.

“We’ll be back in a couple of days. We will check in every night and whenever we need too. Behave!” Dean said, standing outside my door. Sam huffed in frustration and turned toward Dean to say something but I replied before he could.

“Yes Dean, I will. Don’t worry about me.” I said. Sam turned around me and he mouthed an apology to me. He stood up and followed Dean. I took a deep breath and looked around my room. Another few days of being alone.

I spent the next few days cleaning the bunker. I washed all the bed sheets, deep cleansed the kitchen and dusted the place. When I wasn’t cleaning, I was knee deep in the lore, trying to help Sam and Dean with the up and coming monster.

After I had identified the monster, I went back to bed. It was already midnight and I was exhausted from all the work. I slept well, knowing my brothers will be back the next day. Around four in the morning, I received a call from Sam. I immediately panicked. I was worried something had happen to either of them.

“Sam! What’s wrong?” I asked. My heart was racing.

“It’s Dean, he got hurt bad. He might not make it.” said Sam. His voice was breaking.

“Where you you guys? I will be there as soon as I can.” I said. I got up and started stripping off my pajamas.

“Michigan General Hospital, drive safe sissy.” Sam said. I was heartbroken. I could sense that if Dean died, Sam would be devastated. I wished that it was me that was dying. Then, an idea hit me. I knew what I had to do.

“Sam, don’t worry. Dean will pull through. I promise you.” I said before hanging up.

There was only one way to save Dean. I put on my clothes, collected several items and then left. I was scared of what I was about to do. But I was more afraid of losing Dean.

“Hello darlin, what do I owe the pleasure?” Crowley asked.

“My brother, Dean. Save him.” I said.

“What are you willing to offer, my sweet young thing?” Crowley asked, stroking my cheek. I looked in Crowley’s eyes and sensed some sympathy, well, enough for the King of Hell.

“Anything.” I said. The next thing I knew, Crowley’s lips were on mine.

I walked in the hospital and saw Sam and Dean in the hallway. I ran straight towards Dean and gave him a big hug. The next thing I knew, I was violently pulled away from Dean.

“This is all your fault!” Dean yelled at me.

“What? I don’t understand!” I said. Did he know about the deal that I made?  

“If you had done your research, I would not have gotten hurt.” he said. Then, Sam yanked me away from Dean and into his arms. He held me close to himself.

“Dean, it is not her fault. We all did research and came up with the same conclusion. Don’t pin this on her, you selfish bastard!” Sam yelled at Dean. Sam then took my hand and pulled me out with him.

“Where the hell do you think you are going?” Dean asked.

“I am riding with Y/N!” Sam yelled back. I tried to stop Sam but he was too strong for me. I let him pull me out of the hospital. Sam opened the passenger seat door and gently shoved me inside the car. He then went around and got in the driver’s seat. We were on the road in five seconds.

It has been three weeks since Sam left Dean in Michigan. It has been an incredibly stressful week for all three of us. Sam and Dean were talking more these day, it seems like they have solved their issues. Sam has been extra loving to me. He spent more time with me. I took full advantage of it, knowing I only had a week before my time was up.

I yelled Sam’s name. No answer. I walked out to his room. He was not there. I checked the kitchen and then the library, no one but Dean. I walked in slowly. Dean was having a beer, at 10 a.m. It did not look good.

“Dean, where is Sam?” I asked.

“None of your business.” Dean said, gulping down the beer. Normally, I would have apologized and walked away. But since I only had days left, I figured that I should know the truth to why he hates me so much. I pulled a chair and sat in front of him.

“Why do you hate me so much Dean?” I asked, looking straight into his eyes.

“I don’t hate you. Why do you think I do?” Dean asked, looking away. I was furious. He was trying so hard to hide his hate for me. I made a deal to save his life and he won’t even look at me.

“Really? Ever since I you found out about me, you have treated me like shit. I tried everything I could to please you. I saved your… I am sorry that your duo became a trio. I am sorry dad did not treat you like he treated Adam and I. I am sorry I had a mother and you did not. But this is not a reason for you to just pretend I did not exist!” I yelled.

“Fine! I hate you! I hate that you had a better life with dad than me. I hate that you just barged into our lives and made us responsible for you. Most of all, I hate that you took Sammy away from me. You are nothing but a burden. You should have never been with us. If I could, I would put you in the cage with Lucifer!” Dean said. I was shocked. I did not know his hate had run so deep.

“Maybe your wish would come true.” I said. I stood up and walked out of the library.

That night, I wanted to spend the whole night with Sam. It would be my last night with my beloved brother. I would miss him the most. I faked being afraid of a nightmare to get him to stay with me. We spent the whole night talking and laughing. Sam finally slept beside me. I was awake. I spent about an hour watching him sleep. That was how I wanted to remember my brother, peaceful and happy.

Finally, I slowly got out of the bed so Sam would not wake up. I changed my clothes. I took one of Sam’s flannel and tied it around my waist. That way, I would have something of Sam’s with me. Then, I took Dean’s shirt and I wore it. I now have both of my brothers with me. I was ready for the consequence of the deal.

I walked out of the bunker. Outside, Crowley was already waiting for me. He saw the tears in my eyes.  I thought I saw him hesitate. Then he clicked his finger and we left.

Being in the cage with Lucifer was absolute hell. He was exactly how Sam described but ten times worse. He would fill my head with lies. He only mentally abused me. Apparently, Lucifer was a gentleman and would not hit a woman. That was the only good thing going for me. I was to be Lucifer’s punching bag. It keeps him from attacking the rest of hell. This went on for a long time.

— Sam’s POV

It has been almost five years since Y/N left. Dean and I have searched high and low for her. Nothing. I was devastated. Dean was sad too but somehow, I felt that he was hiding something. I never got to confronting him because I was afraid that he will leave me too. Fast forward to now, where I have to be in the cage with Lucifer to get him to work together with God.

I am afraid that Y/N is in hell. We found and killed a few crossroads demon before Crowley came and told us to “go to hell” when we asked if Y/N made a deal. I could have sworn that he knew something about Y/N. I did not press the issue. Part of me was afraid of what I would find out. The other part of me just missed her.

Now, I am about to be transported into Lucifer’s cage. I was nervous. I shook that feeling away and nodded to Crowley. He seemed a little hesitant but he motioned for Rowena to start the spell. In an instant, I was in the cage with Lucifer. He smiled at me and pointed behind me. I looked behind me, there was no one. Then I looked down and I saw her. My sister was in the cage.

I rushed to her. She seemed unharmed. There was no bruises on her body. I noticed that she was wearing Dean’s favorite t-shirt that he lost and on her waist, my flannel. I shook her and tried to wake her up. She did not move an inch. I turned around to Lucifer and was pushed down.

“Now, now, let’s not get antsy. I know you have many questions, but one at a time please.” Lucifer said with a smile on his face.

“What is she doing here?” I asked.

“She made a deal with dear ol’ Crowley. Simple as that.” Lucifer said.

“But why would she make a deal? We weren’t dying or anything. Sure we were hurt but both of us was not injured to the point of death except… Dean.” I said, looking down at my poor sister. I was mortified.

“Yup, dear sister made a deal to save her brother’s life. How touching. That is actually the reason why I was so nice to her. She knew what it felt to be abandoned by a loved one. The same way God forsook me, Dean forsook her.” Lucifer said.

I knelt down and held my sister’s body to my own. I felt the tears filling my eyes. I was filled with guilt and anger. I was angry at myself and Dean not knowing that she made a deal. I was guilty of not confronting Dean about mistreating her. I felt like a failure. I had failed my only sister.

“Enough of this sappy feelings. Let’s bring the guilty party into this court! I shall be the judge this time.” Lucifer said as he snapped his fingers.

“Dean Winchester! How do you plead?” asked Lucifer.

The Long Way Home

A Shawn Mendes oneshot.

Request: Okay but like if you want to and u have time can i request jeep sex w shawn? HAHAHAHHA

can you do one where shawn comes back from touring and both of you really needed each other so much and just fuck the hell out of each other?

A/N: your wish is my command SMUT WARNING ⚠️

- Planes about to take off. I’ll see you in a couple hours. I’ve missed you more than words baby, can’t wait to see you xo
– Feeling’s mutual babe, have a safe flight! I love you lots xoxo
- I love you too, see you soon

The anticipation as I stood by luggage claim waiting for Shawn was killing me. I hadn’t seen him in three months, and it was getting to be more than I could handle. I needed him with me. As the escalator started to fill with a new flight, I perked up, keeping my eyes trained for Shawn. My heart leapt when I saw Geoff, knowing Shawn would be right behind him. I was right, and met his eye as soon as he came into view. A wide smile spread across the face that I’d missed so dearly. He wore grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and shoulders nicely. Despite having just gotten off a four hour plane ride, he looked as hot as ever. God, had I ever missed him.

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southsidesserpentroyalty  asked:

Herrow there friend ✋ I would love a fic where Betty has to figure out the best way to tell juggie she's pregnant with his baby and his reaction, I just feel it would be so cute!

I’ll give it a go!

“No Ron, I mean.. maybe.. I don’t know. What if he doesn’t want this? We just got married last year and you know he’s got the new book coming out, and then what about me? Winter break is coming up so I’m trying to keep the morning sickness down so I don’t have to miss anymore work. This is a mess.” Tears gathered in the corners of Betty’s eyes as she bit down hard on her lower lip.

Veronica grabbed her best friends shaky hands, stroking her palms soothingly

“Listen to me. You are going to be an amazing mother, it’s normal for you to be worried, it’s scary but you’ll figure all of it out, you always do. As for Jughead? You both have incredibly stable jobs, he makes great money and you’re 25 years old. He loves you Betty and he’s going to love that little baby. And.. I’m gonna be a godmother, oh my god I can’t wait. I hope it’s a girl, I saw the cutest little pearl charm bracelet at Tiffanys the other day.” The raven haired beauty rambled, her brain already flying into auntie mode.

Betty couldn’t keep the small smile off of her face as she sniffles, wiping the tears from her eyes
“A girl would be nice, but then… a little boy with Juggies eyes. Maybe my blonde hair.” Her hands fell to her still flat tummy, a wistful smile on her face as she daydreamed about her future baby.

Veronica placed a comforting hand on the beautiful mother to be’s shoulder
“See, it’s all gonna workout.” She whispered softly, her own eyes landing on Betty’s stomach as she grinned.

At that exact moment the front door swung open revealing a snowy Jughead carrying a brown paper bag filled with takeout food.
“Honey, I’m home.” He singsonged, walking into the living room, cheeks going red when he spotted Veronica tugging her coat on.

“Veronica, Betty didn’t tell me you’d be over.” He cast a glance at his wife, instantly stiffening when he saw her watery eyes and red nose “what’s the matter? What happened? Betty, baby? Why are you crying.” Jughead quickly dropped the bag of food on the ground and flew to the couch, squeezing next to Betty.

Veronica pulled her cape on with a flourish
“That’s my cue to leave. I’ll see you both at breakfast tomorrow. And remember B, I love you.” She blew a kiss and headed through the front door.

“Baby?” Jughead spoke again, drawing her green eyes back to his. “What is it? What’s going on?”

Betty tried desperately to hold back her tears but at the tender voice of her husband, the flood gates reopened.

It took Jughead all of one second to pull his wife into his arms, rubbing her back gently and whispering in her ear.

“It’s okay. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out. I love you. I love you so much.”

She sobbed openly into his chest her hands splayed against his soft flannel shirt, she knew she was being dramatic but if anyone asked she was definitely blaming it on the hormones.

“I…, I don’t know how to tell you, I’m.. oh juggie”

Jughead pulled back slowly, cupping her face in his hands.
“You can tell me anything. I promise, I love you.”

With a shaky breath Betty finally spoke

“I’m… I’m pregnant.”

It came out as a whisper, something so weak it didn’t even sound like her own voice.

Jugheads grip on her cheeks went slack, his hands falling to his sides with an audible thud, Betty nodded, looking down.

“I didn’t know how to tell you. I know it’s scary, and maybe we aren’t ready, but I think we can do this. I think.. maybe we could be good parents, we’ve had a lot to learn. I don’t know how to tell you, I didn’t think you wanted one of those baby announcements and judging by your silence maybe you’d have preferred if I didn’t tell you at all. I get it, I…” Betty was cut off as she yelped, suddenly she was in the air, looking down as her husband beamed at her.

“A baby.” He whispered, the smile still etched on his face, his eyes fell to her stomach as he swung her in a circle “our baby. My baby.”

Betty nodded as Jughead fingers fisted the fabric of her shirt covering her stomach.
“Yeah. Our baby, your baby.” She was smiling now.

“Thankyou.” Jughead whispered, pressing his forehead against hers “Thankyou so much Betty.”

Betty felt a single tear fall from her eyes, this one was a happy tear.

“You’re welcome Jughead”

Suddenly he was pulling away from her.
“I’ve gotta call my dad.”

Betty’s eyes went wide
“No! I have to call my mom! If she hears we told your dad first she’ll kill me.”

Jughead had the cordless phone in his hand as he held it over his head.
“You snooze you lose.” He grinned

Betty pulled her cellphone out of her pocket and immediately pressed Alice’s speed dial, Jughead stuttered as he pressed the numbers on the phone.

“That’s what you get for not using modern technology.” She stuck her tongue out

“Hey mom…”

“Hey dad…”

The couple spoke at the same time, stating at each other with the goofiest smiles on their faces.

“We’re pregnant.”

Pregnancy Tests (Imagine)

Word Count: 1076

Warnings: Swearing

It was the third morning where you were oddly nauseous; the smell of food making you stumble to the toilet clutching your mouth. Shawn would follow, sitting on the side of the bathtub next to you, rubbing your shoulder.

“Baby, this isn’t food poising” he would whisper, tucking your hair behind your ear. You’d look up at him with tired eyes and nod, placing a shaky hand on your forehead.

“My periods late” you say, closing your eyes.

“Seriously?” He would ask, his voice sounding different; almost hopeful.

“Yeah, I should have started last week” you say, searching for an expression on his face.

“So are you like…?” He says, a small smile tugging on his lips.

“I don’t know” You say, relived he seemed happy.

“What do we do? Like take a test or something?” You stare at his face, noticing how he seemed like he was trying to hide his excitement. His eyes wildly flickering between yours, searching for anything to tell him how you feel.

“Yeah, but we need to go and get one” you say, trying to lift yourself up.

“Hey, let me help you, you’ve just emptied your guts” he grins, making you laugh weakly. He helps you up and you stand in front of him, feeling rough. He leans down and places a kiss on your nose, smiling slightly. “I love you.”

“I love you too” you say, leaning up to kiss his lips.

You both head to his jeep, him opening the door being the usual gentleman that he is. The journey to the store consisted of small talk and nervous silence. Shawn’s hand was resting on your thigh the whole way, squeezing it every once in a while. The whole time his mind was full of the idea that he might be a dad. He found himself grinning at the idea, but tried his best to not get his hopes up. 

When you get there, you both head in, hoping that no one notices you. He takes your hand in his as you enter, guiding you to the right isle.

“I don’t even know which one to get” you say, overwhelmed by the amount of pregnancy tests one shop could sell. You look up at him, his face mirroring yours.

“Fuck, they’re expensive” he laughs, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “We could just get one of each” he says seriously, waiting your response.

“No Shawn! That’s going to cost too much.”

"I don’t care” he says, throwing them into the basket. You shake your head and cling onto his arm. He was wearing the denim jacket that never failed to make him look handsome. His hair was floppy due to the fact that he hadn’t done it, but you preferred it like that anyway.

You head to the tills and you groan when the self service section was closed. 

“We need to go to someone that won’t know you” you say, trying to find anyone who wouldn’t see that the Shawn Mendes was buying about 15 pregnancy tests.

“There’s an old lady over there, she won’t know me” he laughs, taking your hand and leading you in her direction.

He empties out the basket and you try your best to avoid eye contact as the lady starts to scan the boxes.

“Rough start to the morning huh?” She smiles warmly. 

“Yeah I guess” Shawn responds, blushing as you hold his hand tighter. She finishes scanning the items and asks for the money. Before you leave she hands over the change and smiles again. 

“Good luck, whatever answer you’re hoping for.” You thank her and leave, blushing at the situation you just encountered.

 When you arrive back home you rush to the bathroom and try to open the box with shaky hands.

“Here, let me do it” Shawn says, taking the small box in his large hands. He hands it over to you and you examine the stick, checking it looked like it would work.

“I guess I just pee on it right?” You say, earning a laugh from Shawn.

“Hunny, I don’t know. Why your asking me?” he laughs, walking towards the door. “Call me when you’re done.”

He leaves the room and you do as the instructions say. Afterwards you head out and see Shawn waiting outside the door. 

“I’ve done it. We have to wait 5 minutes” you say quietly, feeling overly nervous. Shawn smiles down at you and pulls you in his arms. After a few moment silence, you ask the one question that had been on you’re mind all day; “What do you want it to say?”

Shawn stays silent for a moment and then hugs you tighter, kissing your hair in the process. 

"I will love you regardless to what the test says, I promise that.” He says, but then pulls away so you’re looking into his eyes. “But the idea of a mini us honestly sounds amazing, it really does.” You smile, grateful that he would like a child. It relaxes you, knowing that he will still love you no matter what the result is.

After the 5 minutes is up, you open the bathroom door and walk up to the sink. 

“I love you” Shawn says taking your hand.

“I love you too” you stutter, terrified to look at the numerous tests lay along the edge of the sink. This moment was literally life changing.

You take a deep breath and look. Your eyes scan the tests and at first it doesn’t sink in. Shawn’s hand squeezes yours, trying to earn a response. After you say nothing for what felt like 10 hours to Shawn, he speaks up.

“Baby, what does it say?” He asks nervously, pulling you to face him. You turn to him and you immediately start crying.

“I’m pregnant!“ you say, falling into his arms. "We’re having a baby!”

The look on Shawn’s face was priceless. He instantly began to weep too, holding you close to him.

“Oh my god” he says in disbelief, holding you tightly. “Congratulations baby!” The excitement you both felt was of the scale, but you were too happy and in shock to show it. You pull away, connecting your lips to his. He smiles against you, moving his hands to your belly. “I love you so much” he would say with a small laugh, as his hands touch your tummy. “I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you too Shawn.”

I hope this is okay! Let me know what you guys think xx

Being married to Draco would include...

• A huge wedding
• Like, there’s more people there than you’ve ever met in your life
• Moving into Malfoy Manor together, taking over the estate
• Waking up to Draco’s messy blonde hair and deep voice every morning
• “Good morning darling.“
• Draco trying to make you breakfast in bed on many occasions
• Him always dropping something and burning something else
• Lying in bed all day, just talking and cuddling
• “I can’t believe I actually got to marry you. I never thought you’d agree.”
• “I love you Draco, of course I’d agree.“
• Him being really overprotective of you
• Not wanting you to go out by yourself because he’s afraid of what people may do to you when they realise you’re a Malfoy
• You convincing him that you’ll be okay
• “Babe, come on, I have a few good hexes up my sleeve, and I’m literally only running to the shop. I’ll be fine.”
• “I just don’t want you to get hurt. I love you and I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if it was because of me.“
• Catching him sat alone, staring at at the Dark Mark on his left arm, subconsciously rubbing it as if he can simply erase it
• "I hate it, Y/n. I want it gone, it just reminds me of everything I did wrong.”
• "It’s fading, look. It’s fading now, and one day it’ll be so faint you won’t even know it’s there anymore. Everyone makes mistakes, Draco. It’s okay. I’m here for you and I love you, please remember that.“
• Lots of cuddles
• Draco loves having you in his arms as much as he can
• He also loves kissing you
• Like, really loves kissing you
• And other things too
If you know what I mean
• You finding out you’re pregnant and smiling so wide as you stare at the test
• Running to Draco and jumping into his arms
• "What’s got you so happy today?”
• "I’m pregnant!“
• Draco being so shocked
• But also so happy
• Him swinging you around the room in excitement before realising that it’s probably not that good for the baby
• Kneeling down to talk to the baby growing in your stomach
• "Hey baby, it’s daddy here. I can’t wait to meet you, I’m going to love you and your mummy so much. Be good, okay? I’ll see you soon.”
• Being the most overprotective husband and father ever
• Like if you thought he was overprotective before, it was nothing compared to this
• Bringing you food and doing everything for you so you don’t have to move
• "Draco I can barely see the bump yet, I think I’ll be okay making my own sandwich.“
• "I just want you both safe.”
• Decorating the baby’s room
• Draco going overboard and decking the room out in every single baby-related thing he can find
• Not wanting to find out the gender before the baby is born so keeping a gender-neutral colour scheme
• "Draco this is beautiful!“
• "Only the best for my little baby.”
• Him freaking out when your waters break
• “Draco calm down, it means the baby is coming.“
• "The baby is coming! The baby is coming! Oh Merlin! The baby is coming!”
• Telling Draco to sit and calm himself down whilst you grab your bags
• Arriving at St Mungos and Draco finally coming to his senses and helping you into your hospital room
• Draco seeing some blood when the labour starts and nearly fainting
• The nurse trying to send him out of the room
• Him refusing to leave you
• You grabbing his hand and nearly breaking it
• Draco screaming
• The baby finally being born and Draco being the first person to hold him/her
• "S/he’s so tiny.“
• Draco sitting beside you carefully
• You leaning your head on his shoulder
• Smiling at the infant as s/he curls his/her hand around Draco’s thumb
• "Look Y/n, we made a person.”
• "Yes we did, and s/he’s perfect.“
• Taking the baby home to show them their new room
• "I can’t believe we have a baby. I love you so much.”
• "I love you too.“
• Being the happiest family ever

BTS reaction to you, their s/o, having self-harm scars.

I know this is a rather delicate subject so I want to let every single one of you that’s reading this know that if you’re struggling with anything, going through hard times or if you simply need someone to talk to, you can always send me a message and I’ll be more than happy to listen to you and try to help in any way that I can. I’ve been there and self-harm is no way for anyone to cope with their feelings. I love you

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Originally posted by theflashdaily

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Summary: Barry cheering (Y/N) up as she overheard his conversation with Iris.

Word count: 984

A/N: A scene like this happened to me last Monday and I seriously felt so bad. I was so happy, because I was with my boyfriend, then I overheard his conversation with his grandmum through the phone and I was so disappointed. I really felt bad that I cried until I fell asleep, even though he defended me.
I hope that no one makes you feel in this way, because no one deserves to do that to a person. Unluckily, it happened to me and I had to chew her negative words and swallow them.

- G. x

Warning: (Y/F/M) is Your Favourite Movie and (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.

It was your free day and Barry asked you to spend the day with him in the West household. You didn’t want to go at first, because you were always in their house and you thought that you were a hindrance for his family, but Barry assured you that his adoptive family was always happy to welcome you, until you proved him wrong.

“Is (Y/N) here once again?” You heard Iris complaining as you were about to follow Barry in the kitchen. You hid yourself behind the doorway and, even though you thought that it was wrong, you decided to eavesdrop.

“Uhm,” You heard Barry respond. “yup. Any problem, Iris?”

“Actually, yes!” You heard Iris say harshly, there you started to feel bad about it.

“She’s always here, always with you and I don’t even have enough time to spend some moments with you.” You bit your lip as you felt your eyes starting to water, you fiddled with your sleeves as you tried to swallow down her words.

“It’s not (Y/N)’s fault, Iris.” Barry defended you as you saw him slamming the fridge’s door. “I want to spend time with her, whenever I want. You’re not in any right position to accuse her. I’m grown up, Iris.”

“What the hell, Barry?” Iris shouted as she heard Barry’s answer. You looked at the kitchen as you started to feel a weight on your chest. “I am still your sister, don’t ever talk to me in that way.”

“I am your brother and I think that you need to respect my decisions!” He got the plate full of food from the marble kitchen counter and he turned himself from Iris. “Please think before you speak, Iris. You’re big enough to realize things. I said nothing when you left me out for Eddie, now be coherent enough. Okay?”

“I can’t believe that this is happening.” You heard Iris sighing and Barry started to walk away.

“Believe it.” Barry said, annoyed. “Now excuse me, thank you.” Barry walked towards the doorway and you quickly wiped the tears streaming down your face using your sleeves.

You were obviously disappointed, because she was part of Barry’s family and you’ve never thought that she would say something like that. She has always showed you kindness, but this time you knew that she has always talked shit behind your back.

“Hey,” Barry greeted you with a big smile on his face, shaking off his angry face. “why didn’t you follow me?”

“Oh,” You flashed him a smile. “I just got out from the restroom.”

“So, were you here for a long time?” Barry curiously asked as he handed you a bottle full of your favourite soda.

“No, don’t worry.” You tried to cover your disappointment with a happy tone, but you almost failed it when you saw Iris leaving the kitchen. “What did you talk about?”

“Oh, Iris was just being paranoid and annoying. Don’t mind her.” He smiled at you as he held your hand and squeezed it to assure you that everything was fine.

“Alright.” You nodded. You both sat on the couch as soon as you reached the living room. You decided to watch (Y/F/M) during a lazy afternoon.

“Enjoy, baby!” You smiled after Barry kissed you on your forehead.

“Same to you, babe.” You responded happily, but your smile faded as soon as you saw Iris, watching you from afar. She was giving you a glare, until she saw you looking at her and she flashed you a sweet smile. You felt uncomfortable, but you smiled at her, although it was a fake one.

“Are you okay?” Barry noticed that you were looking at Iris and you just nodded your head, trying to swallow the knot in your throat. Iris shook her head as she went back to the kitchen.

“I,” You bit your lip as you tried not to think of it. “I am fine.”

“No, you’re not.” Barry paused the movie and faced you. He looked sad and worried as he saw your eyes. You knew that he remembered his conversation with Iris and he shook your head, looking disappointed too.

“It’s nothing, Bar.” You shook your head as your tears started to stream down your face.

“Liar!” He rolled his eyes and he wrapped his arms around you to comfort you. “Iris can say everything, but she will never make me change my mind. I love you and I will always welcome you here, you’re my girlfriend, the love of my life.” You started to sob and he rubbed your back to prevent you from doing it. “She can say whatever she wants, but I will always defend you because you are my happiness. I promise you that.”

“Really?” You said in between your sobs.

“Really, babe.” He played with your (Y/H/C) hair and he left a kiss on your forehead. “I love you so much and don’t ever listen to what she has to say.”

“I love you too, Bar.” You wrapped your arms around him tightly and he hugged you tighter.

“Everything’s fine, stop crying.” He kissed you once again and you nodded your head as you started to calm yourself down. “I love you more, my sensible and susceptible baby girl.” He giggled as he teased you.

“Shut up,” You pulled away from the hug and you pouted. “but thank you.”

“It was nothing, I will always defend you. Okay? No matter who it is or no matter what it is.” You both smiled and he leant in to leave a gentle kiss on your lips.

You bit your lip as you realized how lucky you are to have Barry. You knew that he loved you so much and you were thankful that he defended you from Iris. You might have been disappointed, but you knew that your boyfriend was always by your side to protect you and to defend you. 

Daryl x Reader - Two become three

Just a fluffy fic about Daryl,Reader and their baby ♥

I want to thank all the people that sent me names for their daughter.
In the end I decide to follow @totalfanfreak ‘s suggestion to name the little girl after Merle Dixon.
On internet I found that the variant of Merle is Meryl so that’s the name of Daryl’s daughter.


Italics are the reader’s thoughts.

WARNINGS: Just a little sexual situation but not smut, this fic is pure fluff


“Daryl…you should take a sit”

I can read worry on Daryl’s expression while he sit on our bed.

I take a step toward him, ready to give him the news.

“You’re worrying me sunshine”.

Here goes nothing.

I take a big breathe and turn my stare to the ground, finding interest on the floor of our shared bedroom.

“I’m pregnant” I say quickly, not really sure if he understand my confession.

Lifting my head, I see Daryl surprised expression changing into a big smile, I’ve never saw him smiling like that.

“I’m gonna be a father?” his voice trembled with joy.

“Yes, you’re gonna be a father” I smile back at him.

Still sitting on the bed, he bring me into an hug while he start laying sweet kisses on my stomach.

“Daddy already loves you little bean” he murmured between kisses.

Tears of joy streams down my face, happy that he accepted the news so well.

I bury my hands into his long dark hair, while I lean down to kiss the top of his head.

Giving a long last kiss to my belly, he raise his head, noticing my tears.
“Hey sunshine, it’s okay” he said, getting up from the bed and bringing his hands on my cheeks.
“I know baby, I love you so much” I say, giving him a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I love you too sunshine, the both of you” he answered, before deepen the kiss.

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Come Home To Me

Here’s another part in “Our Girl”

Read “Movie Night”
Read Between The Sheets
Read Protection
Read Trust

Pairing: Dean x Reader x Sam (polyamorous)
Words:  1017

A/N: This is an open series. You can request things for it at any time. It’ll probably be open for a while, so request away!
A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)

         You were alone. The feeling of being alone was worse than most anything you could go through. There were times that you felt alone when you were around people. But this was real. The bunker was empty. And you hated it.

           Sam and Dean had forbidden you to go with them on this hunt. For some reason, they couldn’t face the thought of you being there when they faced demons and angels at the same time. You, on the other hand, were a mess. You were terrified for them. And all you could think about was the idea that they might not come home to you.

           It had been a week. The longest week of your life. You had spoken to both Sam and Dean on occasion. But it wasn’t enough. And the conversations never really gave you much comfort that they were safe. You just wanted them home.

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anonymous asked:

I'm really sad because my boyfriend and I had a fight, and he was really hurt by things I said even though I regretted right away. I love him a lot but I also hurt him a lot so I do not know if we'll ever be together again. And now I just want to read sad things, and I imagine Stiles hurting Derek because he doesn't filter his words, and Derek can't take it anymore, he does not want to continue being hurt by people who claim to love him. I'm sorry if my sadness is too much :(

Baby, I am so, so sorry. I didn’t see this. Please just let me hug you for a minute and let you know I am here if you want to talk about anything. Anything at all, okay? I don’t know if you need angst or fluff when you are sad, so I am going to ramble a little Sterek angst at you and then rec you some fluffy fics. Choose what you want.

I think Stiles and Derek will both say hurtful things in the heat of the moment. Personally, I think Derek is more likely to throw harsh words because it’s how he keeps people out. Derek pushes people away, whereas Stiles does everything in his power to make people stay. I can imagine Stiles letting some things slip he doesn’t mean to, things he doesn’t mean things he maybe does; things like maybe you should go, then and do you KNOW how hard this relationship is for me sometimes? I can imagine Derek already re-building his walls, trying to push Stiles out, snarling comments about this and that; comments about Stiles “getting in the way” (true but Derek would be dead if Stiles didn’t)  and comments about how infuriating it is to listen to Stiles speak (total lies, but it used to be true and he uses it anyway). 

But listen, after. After? The moment the fight ends and Derek storms out, because Stiles told him to go. That moment? It’s the moment Stiles runs out too. It’s the moment he runs until he’s out of breath. It’s the moment he catches Derek’s hand and pulls him in; swallows, a lump in his throat, when Derek just lets him. It’s the moment Stiles puts a hand to Derek’s face and cups it, says, “I will always be in this relationship”. It’s the moment Derek looks away and tells Stiles he’s too stubborn for his own good, but buries his face in Stiles’ neck because he knows Stiles is terrified someone else is going to leave him. It’s the moment they realise this relationship is probably the hardest thing either of them will ever be in because they are both beyond fucked up, and not even love can fix fucked up. But it’s also the only relationship that’s worth it, that makes the fucked up slightly easier to bear. For either of them. It’s the moment Stiles asks, “come back home, sourwolf?” - with a small, small smile - and Derek goes, because yeah….he found a home again. He found a home in Stiles. He found a safe place, and that’s worth knocking down another wall for. 

And now for fluff:

breathless by HalfFizzbin

you know you’re on my mind by bibliosexual

on the bus by bibliosexual

Flower princess by Smowkie

The One With the Food Thing by mikkimouse for alisvolatpropiis

wish i could be part of your world by crossroadswrite for Emela

I hope something in this post helps, sweetheart. My inbox and IM are always open to you. I am so sorry again for not seeing this right away. You’ll be okay, I know it because you’re amazing. *smooches your forehead* 

as it is valentine’s day, and i am a sucker for everything regarding love & showering people in my life with love, i wanted to make a special follow forever for everyone i adore on this site. i’ve met so many incredible people and have grown to love and cherish you as i would anyone in my real life, because you’ve all always been there for me and have shown me so much support when i needed it. i can’t thank you enough for that and i don’t think any of you will ever really know how much that’s gotten me through my dark moments. therefore, that’s why it’s so important to let each and every one of you know how special and wonderful you are! i’ve written a little something for those who have truly touched my heart and i’ve also included everyone who i love, even if we’ve never spoken, i still think the absolute world of you hope that life is treating you well. to everyone reading this, i love you i love you i love you and you deserve everything beautiful and wonderful in this world. if you ever need me, i’m right here for you, and my heart is sending you lots of love and affection today (did u guys kno how sappy i am)(well now u do)(feel free to drag me for this okay i’m a ball of mush) 🌹

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Awkward Interruption:

Request: Luke (y/n’s brother)  walks in on y/n and Ashton

Requested By: Anonymous

A/N:  Hey guys I hope you like this one if you do please reblog and like it would mean so much to me. By the way requests are open right now so feel free to send ideas in. However I do have a few I am working on right now so it may take a little longer than usual. Also please understand that is very graphic and sexual in nature. Therefore if you are not comfortable with that please do not read. Thanks you all so much, enjoy!

It’s a typical night sitting up in my bedroom browsing on my social media when my phone rings. I see that it’s my boyfriend but debate on answering it due to the fact that no one knows about us yet and he is my brother’s band mate. Figuring my brother Luke is probably already asleep I answer it.

“Hey baby girl whatcha up to?” Ashton asks sweetly in a sing-song voice.

I smile to myself just by hearing his voice. That’s one of my favorite things about him, he can always make me smile. “Hi, I’m not doing much, what are you doing?” I ask curiously know him and know what call at this hour means.

“I was just out for a drive and I got to thinking about you and I thought maybe I’d stop by….” He says and I scramble to the window. Sure enough down the street there he is sitting in his parked car.

“Ash it’s the middle of the night and Luke is home you we can’t….” I sigh heavily and disappointed.

He pauses for a moment. “I just want to see you baby… I haven’t gotten to kiss you in 24 hours either… I’m a dying man down here…” Ashton says trying to convince me.

“Okay, I’ll meet you at the door.” I sigh and rush there.

Immediately as I open the door he’s standing there smirking at me. He steps in the door and pulls me close and kisses me sweetly. “Hello my love.” He whispers.

“Hi.” I giggle pulling him up to my room and being especially quiet when passing Luke’s room.

Ashton shuts the door behind us and then pushes me down onto my bed. He raises his eyebrows a me and I giggle “Don’t laugh at me!” He chuckles too.

“Shhhh.” I hush him and motion him towards me. He moves us so we are laying on bed together. “I’ve missed you…” I whisper looking him the eyes.

“I’ve miss you too baby…” He says kissing me. “I missed your eyes, and your nose, and your mouth, and your cheeks, and your hair, and your ears, and neck…” He trails off.

“Oh stop.” I giggle and he shakes his head.

“Never…” He says and suddenly the with the way he’s looking at me I pull him down and start kissing him. In a matter of seconds we are making out and he’s gripping at my hips anxiously. “I want you.” He grumbles as he starts kissing at my neck and making me melt.

“We can’t wake him.” I remind Ashton of Luke on yards away and as Ashton is about to pull away I reel him back in. “We’ll just have to be quiet.”

He nods excitedly and we start stripping each other of our clothes. “It always blows my mind how beautiful you are.” Ashton purs and kisses down my body and stomach which tickles and makes me giggle.

“Please Ashton, don’t tease.” I ask sweetly and he nods kissing back up to my lips.

He lines himself up with me and slowly slides in making me bite my lip not to moan out. Ashton starts kissing me to quiet my whimpers as he starts moving in and out of me not too fast and not to slow. Ashton lets a small growl out as he goes a little harder and I can’t even process words to stop him from letting the noise out.

“Fuck babe please tell me you’re close.” He grunts and I moan out too. He covers my mouth when I moan out a yes for him which makes him laugh a little before moaning himself. I then tangle my fingers in his hair and he buries his face in my neck. We both reach our highs and as we come down he whispers how much he loves me in my ear.

“Fuck….” I moan. “I love you too Ash. So much.” I tell him as we lay together and just calm down.

Suddenly there is a loud knock on the door making us both jump. “Get dressed and then come out there, I’m going to kill you both.” Luke says from the other side of the door angrily.

Ashton chuckles and rests his head in my neck. “Guess we don’t have to tell him now.” I groan worried but he kisses me softly to comfort me. “It’s okay baby. Even if he’s mad, I’m not going anywhere.”

I smile and kiss him back. “You always know  just what to say…”

Just Friends (part nine) - Stiles Stilinski

You were standing in your drive way.  Yours.  Not Stiles’.  Staring up at your house.  Questions and thoughts racing through your mind.  Your Mom’s car was in the drive, was she still home? What if she was just on a walk.  You didn’t see Jerry’s car around, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t there.  You swallowed thickly.  Would your mother even want to see you? Did she know what happened? 

You swallowed, and turned back to see Stiles sitting in the front seat, where you told him to stay. ‘You okay?’ he mouthed, and you nodded.

You turned back to the house, and walked up to the door.  You needed to talk to your mother.

A shaky hand knocked three times, and as you waited anxiously, you sucked in sharp breaths.

And when the door opened, you stared with your mouth hung open.

“y/n?” Your mom smiled a watery little smile.  “Baby where have you been?” She cried now, and you wanted to hug her- but you didn’t know what was right to do.  “Come in, we have a lot to talk about” She said softly, and you nodded, following her in.  You stole a glance back at Stiles before you closed the front door, and gave him a quick thumbs up.

“Is Jerry home-”

“Oh baby I’m so sorry” Your mother said, pulling you in for a hug.  You didn’t hesitate this time, just squeezed onto her and hugged her tight.  “I got a call from the Sheriff at the police station last night and I- I was just so scared” Tears brimmed your eyes.  “He told me you were safe… staying at his home- baby I’m so sorry” 

“I’m sorry too mom” You cried.  “I could’ve done better I-I should’ve done better” She pulled away from you, holding your face in your hands.  You saw her eyes wander over the light bruises on your skin.  

“No shh no” She cooed, petting your hair softly.  “You did nothing wrong” She told you.  “You did nothing wrong I- it’s my fault it’s all my fault y/n I’m so sorry” You didn’t know what to say, again, too shocked to do anything, just stared at your mom’s wet eyes.  “I let him into our home- I-I-I-” She choked on her own words.  “I wasn’t here for you” Her voice cracked as a fresh stream of tears coated her cheeks.  “And I’m so sorry, I love you so much it’s all I have to give you” She said.

“Mom he..” You didn’t even have to finish your sentence, you knew she understood the question you were trying to convey.

“He’s gone baby he’s gone… he’s not coming back.. he’s under police custody right now at the station” She said quietly.

Your platonic emotions grew into a smile.

“Really?” You breathed.  “You did that?”

“Of course baby… I may not have been the best mother recently, but nobody hurts my little girl” You were both crying when you hugged her, a tight, and much needed hug.

“Mom I…”

“It’s okay” She cooed, rubbing your back and petting your hair.  “I love you-”

“Mom I think I need to stay with the Sheriff for a little longer” You whispered, letting go of her.

“Oh” Was all she said.

“I’d just be really comfortable if I did.. until we figure out a plan for the whole… thing” You said weakly.  Your mother nodded a little, taking your hands in hers.

“Okay” She breathed.  “Okay, okay I can handle that” She said, meeting your eyes again.

“Thank you” You said quietly.  She just nodded, and you heard her sniff.  “Mom please don’t cry… I’m not leaving you” You told her.  “I’m coming back” You said.  “I’m coming back” You repeated softly.  She nodded, wiping her eyes.  “Would you like to meet Stiles again? To know I’m safe?” You asked.  “He’s in the car, I could go get him”

“Yeah that’d actually be nice to properly meet him” She said, and you nodded, squeezing her hands in yours.

“I’ll go get him” You told her, and walked off towards the door.  You walked onto the front steps, and Stiles’ eyes instantly locked with yours.  You waved your hand, motioning for him to come out, and the boy scrambled out of the jeep, running clumsily up to you.

“Are you okay- is everything okay?” He panted, and you giggled a little bit to yourself.

“I’m fine, it’s just my mom inside” You told him, and stared off behind him as you spoke.  “She… wanted to meet you properly” You told him.  “You know.. cause last time I didn’t really let you guys talk but…” Your eyes met his now.  “I dunno… I don’t think it’s a bad idea for her to meet you” Stiles smiled, and nodded his head.

“Well I’m happy to meet her” He told you.

You, Stiles, and your mom talked around the table over grilled cheeses and apple juice.  You and Stiles shared a lot of things you’ve done, both dumb and fun, sharing embarrassing stories.  Your mom didn’t hold back on the most humiliating memories of your childhood, she told Stiles all of it with a big, unapologetic smile on her face.  But the worst part, was that Stiles seemed to love it.  He laughed when she told him about how you would play mermaid in the bathtub.  Or how you preferred to sit in the closet of your bedroom when you played with your toys, in hiding…. or how you once threw spaghetti all over your body when you were two.Stiles just laughed and smiled through all of it, while you were avoiding all glances thrown your way, trying to hide your red blush of embarrassment.

“y/n and I are actually going to Prom together on Saturday” Stiles said at one point, and your mom gave you a look, smiling wide.

“Well it’s about time she gets out there into the world of boyfriends-”

“Oh no no, not like that” Stiles chuckled out before you could protest yourself.  “In her defense, she kinda got stuck with me.  My friends Kira and Lydia made her go” You laughed a little too.

“Yeah they did, I eat lunch with them for a day and suddenly we’re best friends” You said, loosening up a little.  Your mom smiled again, happy that you seemed comfortable with these new friends of yours.

“Well I’m glad you all have something exciting to do together this weekend” She said.

“Yeah me too” You said.

Your mother reluctantly allowed you to go to your room, packing up a few more outfits to take to the Stilinski house.  Stiles stayed downstairs with her.

“Miss y/l/n?”

“Oh, y/m/n is fine sweetie” She smiled warmly.

“I uh… I just wanted to say thank you”

“Thank you? For what?” Your mother asked, beginning to clear the table.  

“For… for y/n I guess” Stiles laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as he stood to help her.  She looked at him, a smile forming on her face.

“You’re awfully smitten about my girl, aren’t you?” Smitten, Stiles repeated the word in his head.  And suddenly, he couldn’t come up with a better word for his feelings towards you.

“Yeah… yeah I guess I am” He said, a big smile playing onto his mouth.  Your mom chuckled.  “Is-is that okay?” He asked quickly after seeing her reaction.

“Stiles, let me tell you something honest about y/n” Your mother said quietly, and he walked forwards a little.  “She’s the most stubborn person in the world, I’ll tell you that, but when she cares about something, she pursues it.  It’s like… she doesn’t see a point in having something around if she has no feelings towards the matter” Your mom explained.  “Now for you? I haven’t seen her even attempt to say hello to someone, and today at the table, I’ve never seen her so carefree with someone” 

Stiles’ heart thundered in his chest and he tried not to smile too dorkily.

“I haven’t been around much, I haven’t been around enough, especially not when she needed me.  So really, I should be thanking you Stiles” She said, and put a hand on his shoulder.  “Thank you for taking care of my baby girl”

Before he could reply, you came bounding down the stairs, a bag of clothes in your hand, and a smile on your face.  “I’m all set” You said.

Two more days.  It had been two more whole days.  Two days of living in Stiles’ home, alternating the couch and his bed- even though you ended up staying together no matter where you were.  Using excuses like ‘i came down for a drink of water but you seemed cold so i slept with you on the sofa’ or ‘i thought i left my phone in your room, so i came up to look for it but i’m too tired to walk down the stairs so i slept with you in the bed’.

Even though you knew damn well your phone was in your pocket the whole time.

But it was a Thursday afternoon, and you were studying on the couch in rolled up jeans and a tee shirt when rapid knocking hit the door.  You looked at Stiles, who was sitting in the chair next to you on his phone.

“It’s your turn to get it” You said.

“Ha, nice try.  I got it an hour ago for the mail man” Stiles snickered, and you groaned, throwing your head back.  More knocks hit the door.

“Coming!” You said, setting your textbook aside, and capping your highlighter as you trudged to the door.  You opened it with an irritated face, but it quickly turned to surprise when you found Kira and Lydia.

“Hi!” Kira said, pulling you in for a quick hug.  You dropped your hands behind your back, hiding the revealed bandages on your wrists.

“Uhm, hey, what’re you doing here?” You asked, careful not to let them see your arms.  Sure, you and the two girls were friends, but you didn’t want to scare them away with your ugly history.

“Dress shopping for prom, duh!” Lydia said.  “Ready to go?”

“Wh-what?” You stuttered.

“We thought you’d want to come dress shopping with us” Kira said.  “Is Stiles home? I have a message from Scott”

“I’m here” The boy walked up next to you, just slightly in front so that your wrists were well hidden.  “What’s up?”

“We were thinking y/n could come dress shopping with us” Lydia said.  “If she’s up for it?” You looked between her green eyes and Stiles.

“Like like just us?” You asked.

“Of course, Stiles can’t see your dress, just like Scott can’t see mine” Kira said with a bubbly smile.  “It’s like a wedding!” Her eyes lit up, and she clapped as she bounced on her feet.  “So whad’ya say? Will you come?” You couldn’t help but smile at Kira’s big hopeful eyes.

“Sure, why not” You said with a shrug.  “I’m just gonna go change first” You said, and quickly turned, holding your hands to your chest as you went up the stairs, again so your bandages wouldn’t be revealed.

You quickly went into the bathroom, deciding maybe you could just take them off.  So you went in and closed the door, locking it behind you for safe measures.  You were careful about taking the gauze off, cutting it slowly until it fell off.

No, you weren’t completely healed, and you knew you wouldn’t be any time soon.  But the redness was gone, and the swelling had stopped.  So using concealer to cover up the scabbed slits.

And when you finished, you inspected your handiwork, proud of yourself in a sick way for being able to make your cuts appear to have never existed.

But just for safe measures, you threw on a blue knitted sweater anyways before going downstairs.

“I’m ready” You grinned, slipping on converse at the door.

“Yay!” Kira squealed, jumping again as she waited for you to tie your shoes.

“I’ll go start the car” Lydia said, heading back to where her car was parked in the driveway.  When you stood and looked at Stiles, Kira skipped off after her strawberry blonde friend.

“See you later” You said with a smile, turning to go.

“You have your phone right?” Stiles asked before you could step out of the door.

“Yep” You responded.

“And it’s turned on?” He asked again, and you nearly giggled.

“Yes Stiles, I’m fine, I’m with Kira and Lydia” You shrugged.  Stiles rolled his eyes a little, putting his hands on his hips.

“Is that sass? Was that sass? You’re with Lyd for two seconds and now you’re sassing me.  They’re coming between us!” He exclaimed.  You rolled your eyes and put your hands on hi shoulder.

“Come here doof” You said, your arms wrapping around his neck in what was supposed to be a quick hug.  “I can take care of myself you know” You said.  “Just because I’ve got a bad track record doesn’t mean I’m not trying” Stiles hugged you a little tighter.

“I know” He said.  You smiled and pated his back.

“I gotta get going” You told him, and he hesitated on releasing you.

“Okay” He breathed, and you walked out the door, shooting him a quick smile as you climbed into the front seat of Lydia’s car. Kira sat in the middle back.

It had been nearly two hours, and you still hadn’t found a dress.  Kira had, a beautiful inky blue dress that hugged her waist and flowed down to her ankles.  It’s sweetheart neckline was a little glittery, but not too much.  It was just perfect for her.  But you and Lydia were still searching.  At least Lydia knew that she wanted something green, you on the other hand, had no idea what to look for.

“How about one that matches your eyes?” Kira asked, but you crinkled your nose and shook your head.  The pixie girl huffed, putting back the three she’d already found for you.

“Well let’s make this easy.  What’s Stiles’ favorite color?” Lydia asked, and you shrugged.

“I dunno.. all of them?” Lydia let out a little laugh.

“Alright, well then lets focus on styles of dresses” She said.

You learned more about fashion in the next half hour, than you learned about anything in your entire life.  Everyone was right, Lydia was a pro at this.  She knew exactly what she was doing.  From necklines to lengths, colors, patterns, shoes accessories, purses and makeup, the list went on.  But she would recite it like it was her religion.  And it may very well be.  But the best words you heard from her, were when she grinned at you eagerly, eyes sparkling as she said,

I found the perfect one”

And it very well was the perfect one.

Lydia had found a dress for herself with ease, a long deep green strapless one that pooled at her feet, but in her heels it didn’t touch the floor.  When you’d all purchased your dresses, (and by all Lydia paid for them, too excited to not help her friends out with cash that didn’t come so easy for them) you all agreed to have dinner at the food court of the mall.

You sat at a four person table, you and Kira with sub sandwiches and Lydia with her salad.. she only seemed to eat on the healthy side and you wondered how she managed it.  You talked about little things, cute little memories and the loads of work from school.  Until Lydia said something you knew was bound to come up.

“So.  You and Stiles are pretty close huh?” 

“Yeah I would say so” You said.  “I mean I’ve been staying at his house for a few days now” Lydia smiled.

“Well? Is there something there?” She asked again.

“Something where” You asked, picking at your nail in search of a distraction.

“Don’t play dumb silly, do you like him?” You immediately blushed at her question, making Lydia and Kira both bear grins.  “I knew it! OMG I’m so excited you’d be soo cute together” Lydia gushed.

“Right! All he does is talk about how much he likes her” Kira added, and your wide eyes shot to hers fast.

“Wha-what did you say?” You asked quietly, wondering if you heard her wrong.  It was quiet for a few moments.

“Oh shit I did it again didn’t I?” Kira cringed, and Lydia gnawed on her lip.  Stiles was going to kill them.

Your phone began to ring in your pocket, and you pulled yourself out of your frozen state of awe to answer it.  

“y/n, y/n are you still at the mall?” Speak of the devil.

“Yeah Stiles, why?” You asked.

“I’m here” He said.  Your brows furrowed and you cocked your head to the side, giving the girls a weir look. 


“Jerry’s making his plea at the station”

“The station why not-”

“If he pleads guilty, he’s going to prison straight away” Stiles said.  “I’m here to know if you want to be there-”

“I do” You cut him off this time.  “I’m getting my things I’ll be out the main entrance in a minute” You said, then hung up your phone.

“Everything alright?” Kira asked, eyes full of concern.

“I just need to go be with Stiles and his father at the station” You said, trying to make it sound like it was nothing.  “Thank you guys so much, I haven’t had this much fun in a while.  And thank you for buying me the dress it’s gorgeous, and thanks-” Lydia stood up and hugged you.

“Don’t mention it” She said.  “But I did put my number and snapchat and followed myself on Instagram on your phone, so you better be texting me and stuff” She added, making you smile.  “I did it for Kira too” 

“Thanks, I’ll see you tomorrow” You waved and said your goodbyes, then rushed out the large entrance of the mall.

Stiles’ baby blue beat up jeep sat right in the front, and you ran over to it, opening and closing the door fast as you got inside.

“You ready?” Stiles asked as you put on your seat belt, and you nodded.

“I guess I’m ready as I’ll ever be” You said.

The drive was a silent one.

tagged: @morganschiebel, @seninjakitey, @spn–addict–i-may-need-help, and of course @lena-lightwood

ok so i know the relationship between the reader+lydia+kira grew super fast but i feel like they would automatically make someone their friend yano? kira would totally be all over it and lydia would be there making sure they’re flawless and ye ok.  also i was wondering what y’all thought of the dress, I don’t usually prefer to use exact examples of outfits cuz everyone’s style is different and stuff but idk.  TWO PARTS TO GO! stay gold.
xoxo ~ Jordie

You Get In a Car accident


“No, Harry! I can not believe you would do something like that!” I yell angrily, picking up my pace so that he won’t catch up to me. 

“Stop fucking turning your back on me!” Harry growls, grabbing my hand so that he can force me to face him. 

I rip my hand out of his grip, grunting in the process. I give him a look of hatred, because that’s all I feel towards him right now. I can give him a look hard enough to burn his insides.

“Yes, darling, because when my boyfriend desides to fucking yell out every single god damn problem we have in this relationship in front of all of our closest friends, I’m supposed to walk your way and say ‘thank you’? Good try.”

I huff at him before stomping away. I feel so humiliated I could hide under bedrock until my death day. I can’t believe he would tell everyone what’s going wrong in our relationship in the middle of an elegant dinner. He knows how I feel about our private lives, yet this is what he decides to do. Of course it had to be at a fancy dinner also, where all of our closest friends spent months planning. 

“Y/n! Stop walking away from me and talk to me about this! Be fucking mature for once!" 

I stop in the middle of the road, looking both ways before turning back around. I can feel my heart pumping venom into my blood, flowing into my veins. Everything inside of me is boiling, and I’m willing to explode every last bit upon him.

"Be mature?! Me?! I’m the one being immature? Last time I checked, whining like a little girl about how imperfect life can be and how your girlfriend can be so damn naggy all the time, and how so damn frustrating she could be like a damn 3 year old makes someone f—" 

"Y/N! WATCH OUT!” Harry screams.

His entire face turns pale and his eyes are pooling over with tears. 

“What?” I ask

Before I can even look around me, I feel myself being flown into the air, and everything turning black. 

I’m awoken with a struggle—a struggle of fighting for breath and a struggle to move. I can hear harsh cries above me, and I try desperately to move, but my entire body seems to be paralyzed. I peel my eyes open with force, and as I try to move my head to look around, I feel a pair of hands squeezing my head. 

“Baby” Harry whispers, keeping my head on his leg as he kneels behind me. 

He’s holding my head in his hands, petting my cheek while he cries harshly. I try to look around, but everything is blurry and I can’t see anything besides Harry’s worried look.

I begin to panic. My breathing is lacked, and I’m in so much pain I feel like I’m being held down my knives. I have no idea what’s happening or how I ended up here, but all I know is that I’m relieved Harry is here.

“Harry? Harry?! What’s going on?!” I panic. 

He looks down at me, his stomach making contact with my head as his face coming closer to me. Tears are running down his face rapidly, dropping onto my chin. 

“It’s okay. Everything’s going to be fine. Don’t worry, baby." 

I gulp, nodding my head, but even that increases the pain around my body. My entire upper body is throbbing, random shots of pain intensifying every couple of seconds, and my waist feels crushed. 

"Harry,” I cry, trying to find a part of him to hold, “I can’t feel my legs. I can’t feel my legs. Oh, no. Oh, please, no.”

I forcefully lift my head up, because I need to know how fucked up my body is. However, Harry quickly forces my head back down on his leg, shaking his head vigorously. 

“No. No. Don’t. It’s okay, everything’s going to be okay.” He sobs, forcing a small smile. 

My body shakes nervously, shock convulsing my body. Harry notices, and rubs my cheeks with the pads of his thumb. He’s mumbling quiet “It’s okay”’s under his breath against my cheek.

But I’m not. I know I’m not.

With all the strength I have, I lift my hand up so that I can inspect it. Blood. All I see is blood. Blood dripping off my hand onto my clothes. Blood running down onto my arm. My skin is damaged so bad that I can see bone through the scrapes. My heart stops beating for a moment, and there’s an image in my head of what the rest of my body could look like.

“Oh God! Oh God!” I sob, screaming as loud as I can. “I’m gonna to die! I’m gonna to die!" 

Harry grabs my hand and forces it back down onto the ground.

No, Y/n. No. You’re going to be alright. The ambulance is going to come any second and they’re going to get you out of here.“ 

"I’m in so much pain, Harry. I’m in so much pain.” I sob, my face scrunching as harsh cries escape me. 

I have never felt so weak before. Everything is taking over my body and it’s all becoming stronger than me. 

“I know baby, I know. I wish this was me. I would give anything for me to take your pain.” He weeps. 

He places his forehead against mine, whispering sweet nothings in my hair. 

“I’m so sorry, my baby. You know I love you. I’m so sorry, you can do this baby. I know you can. Just breathe. In and out. Breathe for me." 

Despite all the excruciating pain, I’m able to calm down to Harry’s voice. He always knows exactly what to do to trigger me into being calm, and in moments like this I could never be more thankful.

From a distance, I’m able to hear the ambulance turning onto the street. My eyes opens in hope, grateful that the position I’m isn’t going to trap me forever.

Harry smiles.

"Hear that? You’ll be out before you kn—." 

I cut him off with an ear piercing scream wrecking from my throat. I have feeling again in my legs, but they feel like they’ve been crushed. I can feel the shattered bones, the dislocations in my knees. It’s a feeling I’ve never felt before, and being in the condition I’m in, I don’t know if my body can take it.

 "Oh shit” Harry whispers. 

“Alright baby just hang in there alright? Shit. I need you to grab my hands and squeeze as hard as you can for me, okay? But you can’t look, do you hear me? Keep your head on my leg.” He instructs.

I nod as I groan, my teeth squeezing together from trying to hold back my screams. Harry reaches for both my hands, interlocking our fingers, my blood spreading all over his hands. He keeps his eyes straight into mine, looking at me with so much love. His thumbs continuously rubs the back of my hand.

“Count the stars for me. Can you do that for me?" 

I try as hard as I possibly can to see the sky clearly, but my tears make it impossible. Harry opens his mouth to say something, but is interupted by ambulences and paramedics pulling over to where we are. A whole bunch of people seem to emerge from every vehicle. It finally hits me how serious the situation is. It all starts hitting me at once. My body begins to convulse, and my chest tightens to the point where I’m gasping for air. My head is throbbing with so much intensity I feel like my mind will explode.   

"Hey, baby, breathe. Breathe. Everything’s going to be okay." 

I shut my eyes tight, thrashing my head against his leg.

"You keep saying that but I—I feel like I’m going to die." 

He shakes his head vigorously, squeezing my hands gently in his before planting a small kiss on my forehead. 

"You can do this. I know you can do this because you are my girl. I fell in love with you because you are the strongest person I know. You’re my girl, and I know you can do this." 

Through my pain, and through my nerves that seems to be completely taking over my body, I smile. Just the slightest bit.

A group of paramedics rushes to my side, sitting down on their knees to get a better look at me. 

"Sir, I need you to tell me what happened." 

"Y/n and I we—we were just walking down the street b—but she started to walk away from me, and before I knew what was happening sh—she was flying in air and landed here. She went unconscious for a couple minutes.” Harry tries to get out through his tears. 

One of the paramedics nods, writing down important information before sliding her clipboard away from her. 

“I’m going to need you to stay very very still for me Y/n, you’re doing great. This is Doctor Riley, he is going to get you out of this mess so we can send you to the hospital, alright? Just stay still and you’ll be okay." 

I nod, laying my head comfortably on Harry’s lap. He looks down at me, giving me a smile. I slowly smile back, closing my eyes with emotion. 

I’m about to pull him down for a kiss when one of the paramedics uses a machine to cut through something. Little flames and smokes of heat surround me. My eyes widen with fear. 

"Harry, what are they doing?” I panic. 

Hey quickly grabs my face again, preventing me from lifting my head. 

“They’re getting you out so that you won’t be trapped her anymore, alright? You’re so strong, baby." 

I place my hand on his cheek, squeezing his flesh between my fingers. It was always something I had done to him, a way of showing my love to him. I always find an excuse to touch his face whenever I feel like this. He always makes me feel like the happiest woman on the planet, and even here, when the unimaginable is happening, he still manages to keep me hopeful. 

"I love you so much, Harry" 

He smiles, kissing my forehead one last time before mumbling a quiet "I love you more." 

"Miss. Y/n, I’m going to remove the part of the car that’s on top if you, okay?You might feel pain, but you might not. If you feel any sort of pain or discomfort, please squeeze onto something so that you can let it out, alright? You are doing absolutely perfect Y/n, and you have absolutely nothing to worry about." 

Harry immediately leans foward again so that all my attention is fully on him. His face is wet, and there’s blood stains all over his cheeks, and even though he’s trying to act strong for me, his tears were still evident, and his his complexion is drained. He kisses my lips gently, squeezing my hand.

“I love you with all my heart.”

And he begins to sing my favorite song quietly to me. His voice is the only beautiful thing in this moment, and I find myself getting lost in his voice. 

The weight of a simple human emotion weighs me down 

More than the tank ever did 

The pain it’s determined and demanding to ache, but I’m okay… 

And I don’t want to let this go I don’t want to lose control 

I just want to see the stars with you 

And I don’t want to say goodbye someone tell me why 

I just want to see the stars with you"

Boyfriend Winwin
  • ssuupp
  • did y’all like cherry bomb? i love it so muchh
  • ugh, i’m obssesed, i swear
  • but anyways, boyfie winwin
  • let’s start it rn
  • he would get really flustered for everything you do
  • you’re just so beautiful and he’s so in love and everytime you do anything he starts blushing and smiling a lot
  • and the other members loves teasing him for this
  • they don’t tease him that much normally,,,
  • but when it becames to you they can’t help it, his reactions are just too adorable
  • “sicheng, y/n just made aegyo for you and you’re only going to blush and ignore her?”
  • “wow, sicheng, did you see how sexily y/n was dancing just a few moments ago? now i understand why you’re always blushing so much”
  • “why is sicheng so flustered, y/n? what did you did now?”
  • but it’s fine, he can act like he doesn’t understand what they’re saying and done lmao
  • talking about that, he would talk with you about china a lot
  • he would tell you about his family and friends and would even try to teach you a little bit of the language if you don’t know how to speak it
  • but he would really appreciate if you seem interested in his culture and past, and would happily talk about it with you
  • he would also love to hear stories from your childhood and know a bit more about you
  • he would listen really carefully at your words and ask you a lot of stuff about your family and hometown
  • and, sometimes, while talking about things like this he may get a bit homesick
  • and that’s probably the only time when he’s not really shy about having skinship w you
  • he would look for you and without saying anything he would just hug you really tightly
  • he wouldn’t talk much in a moment like this, but once he feels a little better he would explain you his worries in whispers
  • “y/n, i don’t feel well”
  • “i miss my family, y/n”
  • “do you think they miss me too?”
  • “i really want to go back to china”
  • oh my god, my poor baby
  • i feel so bad now, aw :((
  • you would make some warm coffee for both of you and talk about it as you cuddle together
  • and he would only want to be by your side the whole day whenever he’s feeling like this
  • but, when table’s turn and you’re the one feeling sad, he wouldn’t know exactly what to do
  • but he would try his best to ignore his shy personality and copy your actions
  • he would hug you and start a good cuddle session
  • he would listen really carefully to you and try his best to give you some advices
  • then, he would try to cheer you up with more cuddles and your favorite snacks and movies
  • and having his company does help a lot, and just seeing how hard he tries to make you feel better makes your heart feel warm again
  • but, talking about dates,,
  • did you see ;)))) what i did there ;))))) winkwonk
  • i feel like when it comes to dates he’s really simple
  • just both of you eating ice cream while walking in a nice park as both of you talk calmly while holding hands
  • he may also take you out for lunch or for dinner but something really casual
  • but yeah, all your dates always include food lmao
  • changing the subjet, both of you adopted chenle and renjun and now both of them are your sons
  • while kun is the side hoe which replaces you when you’re not at the dorms, lmao
  • he would love how good your relationship with the other members are
  • in my opinion, i don’t think he is too much of a jealous person??
  • he’s too innocent and pure and he trust you with his whole life and he knows you would never ever do something to hurt him
  • so please don’t
  • this baby is really sensitive so always take the best care of him, okay?
  • and specially with the members, he knows that they would be incapable of trying something w you
  • actually, he probably adores how close you are w them
  • and really appreciates how you’re always kind and friendly with them but making sure to keep your distance, just in case
  • and when it comes to other people,, he may get a bit protective but really low-key
  • he would do small things like put his arm around your shoulders and smile at you a lot more
  • he would let everyone knows that you’re his with little things like that
  • but fights for jealously never happened because he would tell you about it right away
  • he wants a healthy relationship so he would never doubt of asking you when he doesn’t feel secure about something
  • also, inteas of getting mad he actually get more clingy and needy
  • basically, he’s the perfect boyfriend
  • and i really need someone as amazing as him in my life lmao
  • jesus christ okay, the end
  • i really hope y’all like it, now i feel really soft for him
  • gotta re-do my whole bias list because of this faul ://

@bungledramblingsofalesbianmind asked “ For Director Sanvers… what about something angsty… like Alex going against an order from Lucy and Maggie trying not to take sides?”

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It was going so well. So well, Maggie thinks as she hangs up on Vasquez and strides across the bullpen. She’d given Alex a key to her apartment maybe a month before she met Lucy. Lucy’d charmed one out of her within weeks of them becoming ‘official’. Maggie ignores the lift, just opened on her partner with the coffee she’d asked him for perched on a fresh case file, and takes the stairs down two at a time.

It’s barely evening, the sky still streaked with blues and purples like a bruise as the setting sun burns the gathering clouds copper. Their third date Lucy drove them out to the desert in an old pickup Maggie hasn’t seen since, loaded up with blankets and beer and a Stevie Nicks CD blasting from the speakers as they rolled towards the setting sun. They sat up half the night in each other’s laps, watching the stars, wishing silently on a comet they didn’t have to go back to the city.

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Okay, but like CAN WE TALK about how protective Gladio gets over his Iggy in the later chapters?

Example one:
Noctis: *“accidentally” swings sword at Gladio*
Gladio: Haven’t you hurt Iggy enough already???
Noct: right. Sorry.
Me: 😢😢😢

Example two:
The guys enter into battle.
Gladio: keep an eye on Iggy, alright?
Prompto: I’ll keep both eyes on him!😊
Gladio: GOOD.
Me: 😢😢😢

Tyler Down x Reader: Nervous

A/N: yay tyler down imagine. I really hope you like it I loved writing this and if you want an imagine just come and request something.

Words: 960

You and Tyler had been going out for almost a year and he still hadn’t met your parents because he was to nervous to meet them.

“Come on Tyler we have been going out for almost a whole year and you still haven’t met my parents properly. Why are you so scared to meet them?” You asked confused as the two of you were walking down the hallway.

“Because Y/N I’m not really the kind of guy that parents are usually happy to see there daughter come home with.” He said looking down and playing with the camera that was around his neck.

“Ty my parents love you and you know that. Even though you never actually sat down and talked to them they have met you before. And believe me when I say that my parents are happy that I’m with you they don’t want me hanging around some hot jock.” You said grabbing his face so that he was looking at you.

“Wow thanks for the compliment Y/N.” He said crossing his arms.

“Come on Tyler you know that’s not what I meant. You know how hot I think you are and how much I love you. Stop doubting yourself so much.” You said uncrossing his arms and taking one of his hands.

“I’m sorry. You know I can’t help it but I’ll try for you.” He said smiling at you.

“Thank you. Now will please come over tonight for diner so that you can finally meet my parents?” You asked hopefully.

“Fine.” He said still with doubt in his voice.

“Really! Oh thank you so much baby.” You said happily as you kissed his cheek and hugged him.

“Y/N…” He said blushing because of the public display of affection.

“Sorry Ty. I’ll text my mom to tell her you are coming over.” You said as the both of you walked out of school.

“Well I guess I’ll see you tonight then.” Tyler said smiling at you nervously.

“Yeah be there at 6 okay and try not to be to nervous okay. Love you.” You said as you kissed his cheek and started to walk away.

“Love you too.” He said quietly.

As the diner was coming closer Tyler was becoming more nervous by the minute. He was constantly texting you telling you he couldn’t do this but you kept encouraging that he could. You had put on a baby blue dress and had put Y/H/C in a half up half down hairstyle and put on a little more make up then usual.

“I’ll get it.” You yelled as you heard the doorbell ring.

You walked down the stairs and went to open the door but not before your mom stopped you to tell you how pretty you looked.

“Hey Tyler.” You said as you opened the door and hugged him.

“Hey Y/N, uhh…wow y-you look s-stunning.” He said looking at you nervously.

“Thank you, you look very handsome Tyler.” You said looking at him with a smile.

He was wearing black pants with a black dress shirt and obviously he had his camera with him and he was also holding a bouquet of flowers.

“Come on in.” You said stepping aside so that he could walk inside.

“Don’t be so nervous.” You whispered in his ear as you closed the door and took his hand.

The two of you walked inside of the living room where your dad was sitting on the couch and your mom was putting some last minute stuff on the table.

“Um Mom, Dad this is my boyfriend Tyler.” You said smiling at Tyler and holding his hand.

“Hello Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N.” Tyler said looking at your parents with a very nervous look on his face.

“Oh Tyler hello it’s so nice to finely meet you properly.” Your mom said walking up to Tyler and shaking his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you to. Uh these are for you.” He said as he handed your mom the flowers.

“Oh thank you so much Tyler you shouldn’t have.” She said smiling and walking away to put them in a vase.

“Hello Tyler we are very happy to meet you.” Your dad said walking towards Tyler and you could just see Tyler’s face turn into a scared look.

“H-hello Mr. Y/L/N it’s very nice to meet you.” He said his voice wavering with fear.

“Loosen up kid if our Y/N loves you then we love you.” Your dad said smiling at Tyler and going to sit down at the table.

“I told you not to worry.” You said smiling at Tyler and kissing his cheek.

“Well come on kids sit down.” Your mom said as she sat down at the table next to your dad.

You and Tyler went to sit down opposite of your parents and started eating. The whole night went amazing Tyler was able to loose up and he was even talking about his camera with your dad.

“You really have a good one Y/N.” Your mom said as you were doing dishes.

“Yeah I know.” You said smiling.

“Never let him go.” She said kissing your cheek.

“Don’t worry I won’t.” You said with a huge smile before she walked away to talk with Tyler.

After a few more hours Tyler had to go home and you walked with him to his car.

“See I told you it would go well.” You said smiling at Tyler and holding his hand.

“Yeah I’m really happy it did. Who knew that me and your dad would have so much in common.” He said laughing.

“I know right. So umm…I’ll see you tomorrow.” You said as you stopped in front of his car.

“Definitely.” He said smiling before leaning in and kissing you.

Daddy’s Shirt

Characters: Daddy!Sam, Megan (Sam’s little girl), and Uncle Dean
Words: 974
Requested by Anonymous:  Can I please get a daddy!sam x young!daughter (preschool age) imagine where he goes out on a small solo hunt and comes home to find her asleep, wrapped up in one of his shirts, having been crying, and just lays down and holds her? 

A/N: I did change up the request some. Hope you still like it.

Sam’s Point Of View 

           Megan pouted slightly when she saw me put my bag down by the door of the bunker. She knew what that meant. It meant me and her Uncle Dean were going to go on a hunt. And no one knew when we would be back.

           I hated leaving Megan. She was only four, but she had watched me leave many times; and had seen me return with injuries far too many times.

           “You have to go?” Megan asked sadly.

           I nodded, kneeling in front of her, “Daddy has to go. But he’ll be back before you know it. And you always have a good time when Gabriel watches you.”

           She sighed dramatically, “But Daddy, he’s not you.”

           I felt a surge of guilt, “I know, Baby,” I said.

           “You’ll save lots of people?”

           “I’m gonna try,” I nodded, “And then I’ll come home and we can have picnics and tea parties.”

           She smiled, “Okay, Daddy.”

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anonymous asked:

I really love your writing! All the angst, fluff, angst, headcannons, angst, and did I already say angst? It gives me the greatest feels trip ever. >.< Umm can I request how RFA+V+saeran would react to MC having her labor and seeing their firstborn?

~This is so cute, yes!! I’m a huge sucker for this kind of fluff tbh.

◉ Yoosung

  • You’re screaming for him
  • He’s got his headset on, completely immersed in the world of LOLOL
    • “Yoosung!” you stood next to him
    • “What is it?” he gave you a glance and freed one ear from the headset
    • “It’s time,” you winced in pain
    • “Oh my god!”
  • Throws his headset and is scrambling around the apartment
    • “Do we have everything ready?!” he’s freaking out
  • Finally gets you and your bag into the car
  • Taking deep breaths during the drive
  • He’s read dozens of books on this and really studied up, so he is READY
  • Asking you how far your contractions are apart and if your water broke yet
  • So supportive
  • Never leaves your bedside in the L&D
    • “You can squeeze my hand, MC”
  • “HOLD IT TOGETHER YOOSUNG IT’S JUST A LITTLE PAIN COMPARED TO HERS” he’s screaming in his brain and forcing a smile for you
  • Encouraging you SO MUCH
    • “You’re doing so great, honey! Almost there, okay?!”
  • Makes you smile with how positive he is and how much he is cheering for you
  • Finally see’s the little bundle as the baby is placed on your chest
  • He’s got the widest smile on his face and he has a feeling it’s not going away for a long time
  • He starts to cry seeing both of you together
  • Bends down and kisses both of you several times
    • “She’s beautiful, just like you,” he nuzzles his head into you

◉ Jumin

  • You called him at work to tell him you were having contractions
  • He’s dropping EVERYTHING and Driver Kim is rushing him home to see you
  • His security already has your (several) bags ready for Jumin and he whisks you off to the hospital
  • He’s asking how you are feeling every five seconds
    • “Like my hips are ripping apart!!! SAME AS FIVE SECONDS AGO!”
  • He’s just flustered tbh he doesn’t know how to comfort you
  • So he just yells at Driver Kim to hurry up
  • You don’t have to wait at all before getting a bed
  • Everybody is setting up flowers for you in the room
    • “Jumin, please, I just want some privacy. There are too many people in here,” you moved to your side and winced with another contraction
    • “Anything you want, my love.”
  • Orders everybody out at once
  • He’s pacing in the room because he hates seeing you in pain and doesn’t know what to do
  • His tie is off and his shirt is partially untucked
  • Grateful when it’s time to push and the doctors tell him what to do
  • Holds your hand and kisses it
  • He is wide-eyed with amazement at the babies first cry
  • And when he sees your eyes wet with tears he starts to cry a little, himself
  • Pestering the doctors as they clean the baby up
    • “Is she okay? Be careful with her!! Why isn’t she crying anymore is something wrong?!”
  • He only breathes again when she is safe in your arms
  • Cries again when he gets to hold her, runs a finger on her face while she sleeps and kisses her forehead

◉ Zen

  • You pushed him awake in the middle of the night
    • “What is it?”
    • “I’m in a lot of pain,” you said to him in the dark
  • Okay now he is freaked out and turns on the light
    • “What is it?! Is something wrong?! Oh God, are you okay?!”
  • You have to try and calm him down
    • “I’m alright I just think it’s…time,” you spoke through the contraction
  • He’s smiling so big
  • He’s been waiting for this moment since you first found out you were expecting
  • He’s practically skipping to grab your to-go bag
  • Whistling with joy as you make your way to the hospital
  • He’s pestering the doctors
    • “How much longer will this take? When will I see the baby?!”
  • So impatient about it
  • Taking so many photos of you!!!
  • Sending pics to the RFA
    • Caption: 9hours into labor, no sign of this beautiful baby yet but hopefully soon!
  • Jumping for joy when it’s finally time to push
  • Never let’s go of your hand
  • Melts when he hears the little cry
  • You let him hold the baby first
    • “He has my hair, and your eyes,” Zen is crying
  • Asks the doctors to take some pics of the three of you
  • Cheesiest biggest grin in the world on his tear-streaked face
    • “I’ll send you a copy of the photo, so you can remember when you delivered the most beautiful baby in existence”

◉ Jaehee

  • You started to feel contractions while you were working at the coffee shop with her
  • But you couldn’t tell if they were BH or real ones
  • So you just kept on working
  • Then your water broke
  • Jaehee notices immediately and goes into freak out mode
    • “EveryBODY OUT! WE’RE CLOSED!”
  • Telling everyone to scram
  • People are being shooed out while still holding their cups
  • She takes several deep breaths and composes herself
  • Going through her mental checklist
    • “I’ve had everything packed and the bag has been in the car for two months now, let’s get you to the hospital!”
  • Doctors worst nightmare
  • Any time you wince in pain she is calling someone to check you out and make sure you are okay
  • Monitoring the babies heart like a hawk
    • “Oh my god it dipped I think he is on the cord NUUUUURSEEE!!”
    • “Jaehee we are FINE PLEASE RELAX!”
  • Basically leading you when it comes time to push
  • Interrupting the doctors to say it herself
    • “You’ve got this sweetie, one more push, come on!”
  • Both of you collapse together when you hear the cry
  • She is kissing you and you both are crying as they clean him up
    • “Congrats, mama’s!” the nurse places him in your hands
  • Jaehee’s heart is swelling just seeing him in your arms, so tiny
    • “I have written up…what I believe is a proper feeding schedule…here,” she is trying to pull out her notebook but she is sobbing

◉ Saeyoung

  • You guys are eating dinner when you start to feel immense pressure and you know right away what is happening
  • He can see it in your face that you’re in pain
    • “I’ll grab our bag! Don’t move!”
  • He’s double checking to make sure he got everything packed correctly
  • His hands are shaking both from excitement and anxiety
  • He is a bundle of nerves thinking that it’s finally happening, and he hopes he is ready to care for a baby
  • Drives so.slow. on the way to the hospital
  • The jokes begin when you reach the desk
    • “What are you here for?”
    • “Well there’s either a bowling ball or a baby making it’s way out of my wife. Either way, we need some help, here,” he says to the lady
  • You smacked his arm with a laugh
  • He’s dancing around for you in the room
  • Messing with things to try and make you laugh
  • Just being his anxious self to distract you both from what was happening
    • “I’m sorry but the life insurance policy I took out on you is too tempting. I can buy so many baby cars with the money. I’m going to pull the plug, forgive me!” He pulls the plug on the lamp next to the bed, “beeeeeeeep,” he closes your eyes, “I’ll take a vacation in your honor. Goodbye, my love!”
  • Kisses you just before it’s time to push and holds your face in his hands, staring into your eyes
    • “You can do this, babe. Let’s get that baby out,” he says in a serious tone
  • It seems like forever and he is sweating and holding your hand just as tight as you push
  • The baby comes out wailing and he jumps for joy
    • “Make sure you cut the right cord, doc! Don’t make any mistakes!”
    • “It’s a girl…” the doctor sighs
    • “Is it? Or are you just saying that because you messed up with those scissors already?!”
  • You don’t even have the strength to tell him to shut up
  • They bundle her up and hand her over to you
    • “She has your red hair,” you say through tears
  • He has to move his glasses so he can wipe his own watery eyes
    • “Our little tomato,” he sobs
    • “Don’t call her that,” you scowl at him
  • You both laugh and get lost together staring at the tiny infant

◉ V

  • You were having some back pains so V drew a bath for you
  • Freaked out when you called for him from the bathroom, you sounded worried
    • “What is it, love? Are you okay?”
    • “I…I think I’m in labor!”
  • He’s calling for a car in a second
  • Bumps into things because he is so flustered trying to get to your to-go bag
  • Holding you close and rubbing your shoulders on the way to the hospital
  • When you get into your room he is a chatterbox
  • It’s helping to distract you
  • He is sitting at your bedside holding your hand and blabbering away about anything and everything
  • It’s hard when he hears you moaning in pain during contractions
  • He’ll lean in and give you tender kisses and whisper
    • “You are so strong. Thank you for going through this pain so we can have a beautiful baby. I love you so much.”
  • Nursing staff are in love with you two
  • Keep bringing you ice chips and sneaking in some snacks for you both
  • As the hours go on and on they tell him to get some rest but he refuses to leave your side
  • His heart jumps in his throat come time for you to push and he stands up
    • “This is it, honey! Don’t let go of my hand, okay?” he smiles
  • He’s sobbing as soon as he hears the whimpering from the baby
  • You both are a crying mess right away
    • “Congrats, you two. She’s beautiful,” the doctor and nurses coo as they hand her to you
  • V is smiling like crazy
    • “Can you describe her? What does she look like?” he asks.
  • He can make out the basic shapes of you but not much
    • “She has your hair…and your nose…she’s perfect,” you cry, “want to hold her?”
  • He nods and holds her close to his chest
  • He kisses her head with a smile, and breathes her in
    • “I never want to forget this moment,” he beams

◉ Saeran

  • He came home to see you laying on the couch groaning from the contractions
    • “Babe, what the hell?!”
  • Runs to your side
    • “It’s okay, they’re still kinda far apart and I didn’t want to call you and make you worry. Remember, the doc said we could stay at home for a while even when labor beg-ahhh,” you winced
    • “I don’t give a shit what he said, we’re going to the hospital.”
  • He doesn’t want you to see but he is NERVOUS
  • He even forgot where you guys placed your bags
  • He packed one for himself, too. He read on the birth forum that husbands should bring stuff too, just in case
  • Let’s you lean on him and walks you to the car
    • “I grabbed an extra pair of pants for you, just in case your water breaks on the way there,” he said as he drove you to the hospital
  • When you get into the room he is just tending to your every need
  • He’s suddenly nervous that he will forget everything he read and be a bad parent
  • He’s massaging your feet
  • Wiping a cool rag on your forehead
  • Bringing you ice chips constantly
  • He can tell your contractions are becoming more painful because you’re talking less and less
    • “I thought I would wait to surprise you with this but,” he rummages through his bag, “I thought this could be the first onesie he wears.”
  • He pulled out a small black onesie
  • Printed on it was the logo of your guys’ favorite band
    • “His first band t-shirt,” you laughed
    • “Yeah, gotta start him early, right?” he smiled
  • His pulse is racing when the doctor comes in and says it’s time to push
  • His eyes are wide with fear and nervousness and he grabs on to your hand
  • Constant words of encouragement and he wipes your forehead in-between pushing
  • When the baby cried he got a huge grin
    • “Hell yeah!” he laughed happily, “that was…the coolest thing I’ve ever seen,” he smiled and kissed you
  • All of his fears washed away when he saw his son
    • “Do you want to hold him?” the doctor went to Saeran first
  • As soon as he was placed in his hands, Saeran started to cry
  • Happy tears
    • “He looks like you, I’m so glad,” Saeran chuckled
    • “Except for his red hair,” you smiled and wiped your eyes
  • He gave you the biggest kiss and let you hold the baby
    • “Don’t worry, I’ll change all of the diapers while we’re here. I’ve…been practicing,” he said proudly.