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Romantic love, I think, requires a degree of physical attraction, but devotion is needed to maintain it as an actual relationship. Physical attraction is a feeling you don’t really have control over, but devotion is something that has to be chosen. So, ideally… I suppose it’s passion combined with the commitment to value someone else completely above oneself.
—  Angela N. Blount, Once Upon a Road Trip
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I love how these two have inadvertently adopted eachother. 

yESS Anon!!
But i am lowkey waiting for peter to go all Matilda on tony and pull out the adoption papers that hes been keeping on standby

“What if i adopt you and marry your aunt?”
“Dont be gross mr stark”

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Viktor and Yuuri wanted to drag Yurio to their Scrunch Your Face challenge, but there’s only one guy who can make him do it.

Please click the image to see it in high res! :)

( Finally got this out of my WIPs haha! This was supposed to be for Yurio’s birthday but I was too busy ; o ; Belated happy birthday to my angry son, Yuri Plisetsky! )

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i jus got out of the shower and i need a haircut

Political Animals-Part 10

This is an A/B/O AU.  You are the Omega artist daughter of Naomi Novak, a world-class heart surgeon who is running for Mayor of New York City.  After a meeting where your mother’s advisers call you a “liability”, she tells you that if you don’t do as your told she will cut you off.  You storm out and wind up in a bar a few blocks away.

The hottest Alpha you have EVER laid eyes on with a scent so mouthwatering you’re practically drooling offers to buy you a drink.  It’s just a drink, right? What do you have to lose? Only everything.

Characters: Omega! Reader, Beta! Naomi Novak, Alpha! Castiel Novak, Omega! Meg Novak, Claire Novak, Jimmy Novak, Alpha! Sam Winchester, Beta! Dean Winchester, Alpha! John Winchester, Omega! Jo Harvelle

Big thanks to @moansmisha  for letting me use some of her ideas from this post.

Master List

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

Parts in bold are text messages

I looked at Sam in surprise. “I’m sure it’s……I can’t be……..wait, what?”

He took my hand and kissed the top of my head.  “I said, I think you’re pregnant. I remember my Dad saying he always knew when my Mom was carrying his pup because she smelled different.“

I tilted my head, considering him. “Different how?”

Sam walked over until he was standing right in front of me. With our height difference, the top of my head reached below his shoulder. He leaned in, his lips ghosting over my cheek.

I instinctively bared my neck to him in submission. He scented the column of my neck from my ear to my shoulder.

“Normally you smell like flowers with a hint of warm vanilla thrown in. Now there’s something else. Something that wasn’t there before.” He whispered, his low voice sending shivers down my spine.

“What?” I asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Something spicy. I can’t explain it.“ Sam admitted. “But whatever it is, it’s making me want to throw you on the floor and fuck you senseless.”

“So why don’t you?” I couldn’t resist asking.

Sam closed his eyes and turned, grimacing and wrinkling his nose as if he was in pain.

“Because we’re going to the drugstore to buy a pregnancy test.”

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The Neighbors : Fast Forward

                                                  Epilogue

                                               6 Years Later


  “Mommy?”

       You jolt awake at the sound of your four year old daughter’s whisper. You look to your doorway and can only see her curly blonde hair and big eyes peeking through from behind your door.

“What’s wrong, Brooklyn?” you ask as you wipe the sleep from your eyes. You look the the clock. 4 am?!

“I miss Daddy, can I sleep with you and the baby?” her voice breaks. You watch the tears stream from her eyes. My poor baby.

“Of course, my love. The baby and I would love that.” You rub your hands over your enormous baby bump.

 She runs to your bed, jumping in on Steve’s side. You lay your arm on the top of his pillow, scooping her to bring her closer.

“I miss daddy too, but he should be home any day now,” you tell her as you kiss her forehead. Her hands go to your tummy, gently pressing them against it. She moves herself fully next to your giant tummy now, leaning forward to gently place a kiss to it.

“I love you,“ she whispers against your stomach. Tears start falling from your eyes at the sight. How the hell did I get so lucky? She’s so beautiful and so much like Steve. I can’t wait for this one to pop out.

“Come on baby, let’s get some sleep. Then when we wake up I’ll make us some waffles,” you offer as she crawls back up to snuggle you.

“Okay, momma,” she sleepily says. You hear her breathing even out then loud snore leave her lips. Just like her fucking father, snoring like a bear. You fall asleep a few minutes later. Movement on the bed wakes you up and you open your eyes noticing it’s still dark out. You turn over to Brooklyn and almost shriek at the sight. You didn’t expect to see Steve laying next to you with her on his chest.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up, doll.” He slowly leans over and kisses you, trying not to wake the snoring angel that is occupying his chest.

“How did the mission go? Everyone okay?” you ask. You try to roll your body over to face him but it takes a few tries. When you finally do, you see him biting back a laugh from watching you struggle to move with your belly.

“Shut up Steve, just answer the question.”

“The mission went well, everyone just has a few scrapes and bruises.” He runs his fingers lightly over Brook’s back.

“She missed you. She wanted to sleep with me and the baby.” Your hand always seems to go to your stomach when you talk about the baby.

“I missed all of you. Are we going to look at the houses later today?” he asks, closing his eyes. You both are startled when you hear Brook’s sleepy voice.

“We need a swingset, daddy,” she mumbles, clearly still half asleep. You quietly chuckle, watching as her chubby little hand reaches up to Steve’s cheeks. “I love you daddy,” she slurs.

 Steve leans in and kisses her. “I love you too, sweetheart.”

  Not more than 20 seconds after, her deep snores return.

  “I swear that kid snored in the womb, Steve. She just had to inherit that from you,” you grumble, moving closer so you can wrap your arm around his.

“I hate to break it to you, but you snore too doll. Like a fucking bulldozer. It wakes me up all the time.” No I don’t!

“It’s not nice to lie to pregnant ladies, Steven. Especially when it’s your child inhabiting the woman. And I don’t fucking snore, you wake yourself up from snoring, grandpa.” He chuckles, moving to kiss your head.

"Did you ever think this would actually get to happen, doll? Married with a kid and one on the way?” he asks sleepily.

“I always hoped it would. This life, this family, it’s something I wouldn’t ever want with anyone besides you, my love. I love you,” you reply as you trace your fingers around your tummy. You assume Steve finally fell asleep but when he answers, familiar butterflies soar through you.

“And I love you, more than you know.”

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

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