requested: can you also do imagine where y/n is married to shawn and she’s pregnant and she’s on tour with him and before every concert she goes out to fans to give them some tickets 😊 and it’s cute and fluffy ☺ thanks, love you 💖
okay i changed this one just a little bit, it’s not that much but she’s just not on tour with him
NOT LYING I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THE PERSON WHO REQUESTED THIS NEEDS TO REQUEST MORE OFTEN BC I LOVE UR IDEAS TY OKAY CARRY ON WITH READING
“guys where’s y/n?” the voice of your probably worried husband could be heard from his dressing room even though he was on the stage doing soundcheck for the show later on. he got no response from his team around him, causing him to worry more. “you left her alone? you guys can’t do that she’s 8 months pregnant!”
you chuckled, knowing he was going to send someone to the dressing room so you could sit in the audience and watch him or something. just so he can see you at all times. ever since you found out you were pregnant, shawn has been almost extra protective. you were surprised you were even allowed at tonight’s show. when you were in the early stages of your pregnancy, you were still allowed to tour with him and go to his shows but once you reached the 6 month mark, you were banned. you had managed to convince him to let you come tonight since it was a show in your hometown, but after a few weeks and a few deals made, he finally let you come. of course, he tried his best to make sure you were never alone just in case you went into labour early which was definitely a possibility. another reason he let you come to tonight’s show was because his family was also going to be attending, and you could stay with them while he was
“somebody go find-” shawn yelled, walking into his dressing room. “oh you’re here. okay never mind everyone i found her!” he came over to your spot on the leather couch, “how are you two?”
“i’m good,” you said, rubbing your giant belly. “she’s good too. she loves the music, she’s been dancing around in there all day.”
“that’s my girl.” shawn smiled, changing into a black short sleeved dress shirt for his q&a that started in about 45 minutes. “she’s gonna be a dancer one day.”
“you mismatched like all the buttons shawn.” you laughed,
nothing that all the buttons he just did were all in the wrong places. “how do you even do that?” slowly, you managed to get up from the couch to help him redo the buttons. you got as close as your stomach would allow to undo all the buttons as shawn just smirked while watching you intently.
“i’m having some sort of déjà vu,” he said. “last time you did this, that happened.” he pointed to your baby bump.
you rolled your eyes, swatting the side of his arm then quickly doing up the buttons. “you’re an idiot.”
“hey,” he raised his hands up in defence. “i’m just saying the truth.”
“all fixed,” you announced, lighting patting his chest. “what would you do without me?”
he shrugged, taking some food from the table that was set up in every one of his dressing rooms. “i wouldn’t be living y/n, my fans would make fun of me too much for not knowing how to do buttons.”
you laughed, taking a peek out the window to see a giant crowd of fans in the distance. you remembered going out into those crowds when you toured with shawn, you had a tradition of giving away tickets to a few fans who had none. of course, you kept it a secret because you didn’t want people to get greedy but you missed doing that.
“hey shawn?” you called, closing the curtains so fans couldn’t look in. you stood in front of his spot on the couch, wrapping your arms around his neck. he looked up at you, his hands grabbing your sides. “did i ever tell you how insanely attractive you are?” you smiled. you knew that if you wanted him to agree, you would have to do some kissing up.
“you want something don’t you?” he narrowed his eyes, not being able to keep a straight face.
“you don’t happen to have any extra tickets lying around do you?”
“y/n,” he sighed. “you can’t go out in that crowd. it’s too dangerous for you and the baby.”
“shawn i used to give away tickets all the time before! please, i’ll be fine i promise.” you begged. you wanted nothing more than to get some fresh air. after being in this stuffy dressing room all day, you were in desperate need.
“y/n, you could go into labour at anytime now! it’s way to dangerous and if i let you go out there and something happens i will never forgive myself.”
“nothing is going to happen shawn, i’ll be careful i promise. i really need some fresh air, i feel like i’m suffocating in here. if you’re really that scared, come with me.”
“if i come with you we’ll for sure get mobbed. i’ll get you some extra tickets.” he sighed, finally giving in because he knows you wouldn’t have stopped until he did. “but, you’re going out with security standing close by and i’m going to be watching. if i see anything that doesn’t look normal, you need to come in.”
you nodded, taking the tickets he handed you. some people would think shawn was being too demanding and overprotective but you know he’s just looking out for you and the baby.
“i’m not trying to be harsh baby,” he said, kissing your forehead. “i just want you to be safe and protected at all times. if anything were to happen at one of these shows i would never be able to live with myself.”
“i understand shawn, trust me. but i’m going to be okay out there, especially with everyone watching my every move. nothing is going to happen.”
“you could go into labour at anytime y/n, your due date isn’t that far away.” he said, cupping the side of your face with his spare hand.
you were due on april 21st and today’s date was april 2nd, meaning you were almost full term and the baby could come at any time but she would be early. you had the slightest feeling she would be late though, motherly instincts i guess.
“babies aren’t always born early shawn. she could come when she’s supposed to come.”
“y/n,” he chuckled. “how early were
“5 weeks early,” you mumbled. “okay i see your point but still, i’m going to be fine you can watch from the window or something.”
he reluctantly handed you one more set of tickets and you were off. “be safe out there!” he called.
you met a security guard at one of the entrances of the arena who allowed you to leave, and another one followed you out. you were happy that he wasn’t right behind you, you needed some space. as soon as the door opened you were relieved that nobody was really paying attention to you. everyone was mostly occupied with their phones or talking to their friends as they waited to get into the arena.
as you walked around for a bit you heard a few mutters of “is that y/n?” or “guys look, it’s y/n.” but thankfully the crowd was calm and hadn’t erupted into screams yet.
you began to feel a large amount of pressure on your stomach which you were used to, but never this intense. you shrugged it off thinking it was just braxton hicks.
you noticed a young girl, probably about 6, and another older teenage girl who looked about 16, and their mom standing further away from the crowd. the two girls were wearing t-shirts with your husband’s face on it, but you had never seen those shirts before. they must not have been official merch shirts. the older girl smiled at you, and you decided to go over and talk to them for a bit.
“hi,” you smiled as you approached them.
“oh wow, hi y/n!” the older girl smiled. “would it be okay if we took a picture?”
you nodded, smiling for a picture with the girl and asking for her name. “i’m alessia, and this is alex.” she said, pointing to her little sister who was standing behind her mom.
“aless, who is this?” her mom stepped in. obviously noticing you were very pregnant, her eyes flickered to your ring finger, obviously looking to see if you were married.
“mom, this is y/n. she’s shawn’s wife, you know that already.” alessia stated like she should already know.
the girls’ mom asked you a few questions about your pregnancy which you were happy to answer. eventually the younger girl came from behind her mothers legs and asked for a picture.
“so,” you started. “are you guys coming to watch the show?”
obviously they just thought you were making casual conversation, but you knew what you were doing.
“no,” alessia sighed. “i wish.”
“i tired my hardest to get them tickets but they were so expensive and money is tight right now.” their mom said. “but they wanted to come stand outside for a bit just incase shawn came outside.”
you sighed, you suggest shawn come outside but you understood why he couldn’t.
“well,” you smiled. “i happen to have some extra tickets if you three would like?”
the two girls nodded eagerly, looking at their mother for permission.
“we could ask you to do this,” she said, shaking her head.
“please,” you handed her three front row tickets. “it’s my gift. take them.” she took the tickets, all three of them thanking you many times.
another sharp pain ran through your body although this time it was more noticeable.
“are you okay?” alessia asked, putting her hand on your arm.
“yeah,” you nodded. “i’m okay. she’s just kicking.” you lied. “anyways, i should probably get going but it was nice meeting you guys. have fun later!”
you met a few more fans, giving them tickets and making them promise they wouldn’t say a word about it. you forgot to tell the first family not to say anything, you really hoped they wouldn’t. as for the pains, they didn’t fade away. in fact, they were getting more intense but you didn’t want to go inside just yet. you were sure everything was fine. the fact that you were in pain was more noticeable now, almost everyone was asking if you were okay. you were sure shawn knew something was going on because at one point even your security guard asked if everything was okay.
you handed the last group of fans some tickets as you felt the sharpest pain followed by a trickle of water going down your leg.
“shit,” you mumbled, noticing that your dress was now soaked with water and there was a small puddle under you. the girls noticed what happened and were definitely all recording you but you didn’t care at this point. you were in too much pain to walk back into the arena and find shawn. you noticed a bunch of people from shawn’s team walking out of the main entrance, followed by your husband. he knew exactly where you were standing so he was at your side immediately. the rest of the team followed close behind, andrew was on the phone with who you hoped was 911 for an ambulance.
“y/n,” shawn said. putting his arm around your shoulder and his other hand on your stomach. “is everything okay?”
“yeah,” you breathed. you assumed you were having a contraction, which would explain the pains you’ve been having all day. “i’m in labour though.”
“what?” shawn practically yelled.
“my water broke,” you motioned to the puddle of water a few feet away. you managed to move a few feet in the time it took for shawn to find you.
“shawn why would i joke about this?”
you felt another contraction hit, while shawn yelled at someone to call an ambulance even though it was already on the way. you could hear the sirens in the distance already.
“holy shit y/n this is really happening!” he exclaimed, kissing the side of your head.
“yeah, 3 weeks early.”
the ambulance pulled up next
to you after a few more
minutes. they helped you onto the gurney and shawn followed behind them.
“let’s go have a baby,” he said as the nurses closed the ambulance doors. “3 weeks early.”
I’m imagining the Triwizard tournament coming back with Ilvermorny house going to Hogwarts and anytime their champion comes on they all start doing the ‘stomp stomp clap’ for We Will Rock You and just start singing it as their headmaster tries to stop them.
For/Inspired by @pentacass‘s various fics… Milah and Ana would be badass awesome grandmas okay, no matter the universe. Ade has quite the name to live up to, no doubt she’ll find some way to honor and aggravate the women who love her (after all, its a family tradition)
After the wedding, you never got your weekly purple flowers again. However, the ones in the garden were still alive and growing as if they were life reminders of him.
You were now 26, and getting ready for your date who was coming in half an hour. ‘I hope we don’t get lost this time.’ You giggled as you remembered the last time he planned to take you out to the ocean but got lost on the way and ended up on a hill, having to spend the whole night there looking at stars and eating the food that was meant for the beach because the car ran out of gas. Oh well, at least in the morning the tow truck was there and got you guys home safe.
Narrator: Coughs. Okay everyone, follow me now as we go to Minhyun’s side.
Minhyun watched as his wife ran back and forth around the house as always every single morning, looks like she’s trying to find where she last put her sunglasses. “Hey honey, I’m going to get the mail.” “Okay! I’ll be off to work when you get back.” “Alright. See you later.” He got up from the sofa and took the elevator down to the mail room.
Minhyun walked into the mailroom, greeting the doorman in the process, and stopped at his room number. He opened it to find a single dark pink rose and a white card detailed with gold. He picked up the rose and looked at it for a while before he reached out to grab the card.
‘Dark pink rose… thankfulness…for what?’
He got back to his room and was about to open the card when his phone buzzed. It was a call from Seonho.
“Minhyun hyung! A friend of yours is at the bakery right now!” “Okay. I’ll be there soon.”
He dropped the letter onto the kitchen table before walking out of his apartment.
“Hey, Jaehwan! Long time no sees.” Minhyun smiled as he walked towards Jaehwan who was already sitting down and looking at the menu. “Hi Minhyun, I’m looking for a cake, and I decided why not go to your bakery and get a discount~”
Minhyun rolled his eyes before chuckling, “A cake? Is it for a special occasion?” He reached over the counter to get the store’s cake book. “Here, this book has all the nice designs.”
Jaehwan took the book, “Thanks, and yeah. It’s for a wedding.”
You could hear Seonho, the college student who needed a job, gasp behind the counter.
“Ooohhhh~” Minhyun smirked. “Who’s the unlucky girl?” “Hey! She considers herself really lucky,” He laughs a little before flipping the page, “and it’s someone we know.”
Jaehwan’s phone dinged right after, it was a message.
“Hey what do you think of these flowers?”
Narrator: Now back to your side!
Your boyfriend picked you up and dropped you off at the flower shop, saying he’ll go pick the cake.
“Hello! Welcome!” The employee greeted and smiled as you walked in. “Hello.” You smiled back and walked down the aisle of flowers. “Do you need any help with your choice of flowers today?” The employee offered. “Oh, no. It’s okay. I already know the meaning of each flower, but thank you for offering…” You read his name tag, “Daehwi.” The employee nodded before heading back behind the counter.
After a while of searching, you eventually found one flower that was a must for the wedding. You brought out your phone and took a picture, sending it to your boyfriend to know his opinion.
Ding! “They look great!”
You smiled, picking up one flower and walked to Daehwi, “Hello, I’ll like to know if you can send a lot of these flowers to a wedding held in about 2 weeks.” He nodded and wrote your order down as you paid. “Thank you! Here’s the flower, do I put it back?” “Oh- no, you can keep it.” He grinned happily making you laugh a little as you say thanks and walk out the store.
Daehwi turned to the employees only section. “Jinyoung! Jihoon! The pretty customer you guys are crushing on is gone!! You can come out now! We have a BIG WEDDING ORDER!”
Narrator: Minhyun! Action!
After Jaehwan requested the design and left, Minhyun began to work. “Hey boss, do you need any help?” Seonho asked as he peeped into the kitchen. “No, it’s okay. Just work behind the counters today.” “Okay~” “And make sure not to eat any of the food!” “NO PROMISES!!”
He was done with all three bases for the practice cake and looked at the design in the book. It was a three tower cake, decorated with realistic looking flowers. He then looked to the figures which Jaehwan gave him before leaving out the door.
“Make sure to put this figure on top of the cake when you’re done.” “What- but I don’t put figures on my cakes?” “Just put it!”
The figure consisted of a groom and bride, holding hands, smiling as they looked at each other. He didn’t realize how long he was looking at it until Seonho interrupted him telling him someone wanted a cheesecake. Minhyun got up and went to the fridge to get the cheesecake, giving it to Seonho. He returned to the cake and glanced at the figure one more time.
‘She sure looks like y/n…’
Narrator: Back to y/n! This is the last time. Maybe-
Two weeks have gone by quick, it was finally the day of your wedding. You still remember the day your fiance proposed to you, after dating for 2 years. “Y/n, I love you with all my heart. I promise I’ll protect you now in the present and in the near future where we will both be happy. I will try my best to make you the happiest girl on this planet, and I want to become old with you as we look at our children having children of their own. Please, y/n… will you marry me?”
You brought down in tears, ‘who would’ve thought someone like me would experience something like this?’ nodding yes. He gave you a bright smile as he slides the ring on your finger, and stood up as you hugged him.
“Wow, y/n~ You look nice in that dress!” You turned around to see your group of friends by the door. “Haha, thanks, Seongwoo!” Jisung was getting teary as he approached you for a hug. “Really y/n. You look wonderful.” “He’s lucky to have you~” Daniel added as he gave you a hug. “I’m lucky to have him~” Sungwoon laughed and rolled his eyes, “He better take good care of you.” You giggled, “I’m sure he will. If he doesn’t, I’ll just be single the rest of my life.”
Your little ‘reunion’ (but you guys just meet the day before- ) ended when one of the bridesmaids knocked on the door.
“Y/n, it’s time.” She smiled as she handed you the bouquet. “Okay.” You breathed. “See you later guys!”
Narrator: let’s follow the boys for a bit while you get ready.
The four boys (over flowers) went to their assigned seats and looked at the groom, who was nervously fiddling his hands which were together.
“Man, he is so lucky to have her.” A voice suddenly appeared out of nowhere. “Jaehwan! There you are! You missed our meeting with y/n before her big day-” Jisung hissed quietly, not wanting to attract attention.
“Sorry, I was busy trying to help with the cake. Minhyun was trying to find the figure that we got for y/n’s wedding. It turned out Seonho put it in the fridge so that the wax won’t melt.” “Aww, how nice of Seonho.” Sungwoon said as he picked up a flower petal from the ground. Jaehwan continued, “I know right- he deserves a raise.”
“Shh! The music is starting! Guanlin is playing the piano!” Jisung hushed everyone. Minhyun quietly went to his seat next to Jaehwan, “Hey guys.” He smiled at the guys as they smiled back and waved. Jisung still doing the ‘quiet’ sign.
As Guanlin continued to play the piano, you walked down the aisle. Jaehwan stole a look at Minhyun, ‘why does he look so heartbroken?’
Narrator: LAST ONE! MINHYUN GO!
He walked as you walked down the aisle, even though your face was covered up with the veil you still looked beautiful.
When you walked towards him it seemed like time went into slow motion as memories you two had together flashed in his mind.
The time he first saw you and couldn’t help but glance at you every now and then as he ate his food in the restaurant. The time he convinced his older sister to take him to the park so that he can see you. The time he actually got the guts to go to your house and ask you if you wanted to come out and play. The time he was in the bookstore and went to the ‘how to make a girl like you’ stop you’re like 10?? And saw the flower language book. The time he followed his mom to the flower shop and got the courage to ask the cashier for a thornless rose. The time he gave you a thornless rose and him running away trying to act cool. The time he made sure that all the boy students in school knew that you were his by glaring at each guy who went by. The time he joined the astronomy club because you joined. The times you guys went of countless stargazing trips. The time when he asked his mom and sister for help on how to bake you a birthday cake. The times when he succeeded making the cake and you guys started baking together. The times you guys baked for your friends and they told you two to just hurry and open a bakery together. The times he always caught you when you tripped halfway on the stairs of school. The time when he lost you in a crowded street but soon he felt your hand in his as you looked at him and smiled, squeezing his hands as if to comfort him. The time when he fell sick and couldn’t get out of bed so you took the day off school and stayed with him all 3 days, making sure he was eating and taking his medicine. The time when you guys went ice skating, and it was your first time so you were always in his arms. The time when he got his driver’s license and wanted to take his first drive with you by his side. The time when he would see you hang out with the other guys other than him. The time he got jealous of how close you were to his friends. The time he almost ran out the store in frustration when a stranger tried to hit on you.
…The time you caught him on a wrong day, at the wrong time. The day you found out he was cheating on you with Seomin.
And now…there you were, out of his embrace just like that. Looking the happiest you’ve ever been in your life.
2 weeks ago!
Minhyun came back home after making the practice cake and went straight to cooking himself a meal, making dinner for his wife too because she was coming home soon. As he set up the plates on the table he noticed the white card.
‘Oh right- I haven’t opened it yet.’
He grabbed the card and went to the living room, opening the T.V as he sat down. He opened the card, feeling his heart stop.
‘You are invited to Jonghyun’s and y/n’s wedding!”
unedited. 1962 words. highly requested! i hope you guys like pt.2 lol, are you guys shook? satisfied? : ) thank you for reading! ♡
i really want a france!au where dean is studying abroad in france for a year (because he’s a genius thank you very much), but he’s actually truly awful at speaking french
because he’s a chemist who got into a special program and everyone at the research center speaks english, so he’d only needed a rudimentary knowledge to participate in the program
needless to say, he has difficulty making it around paris
and it gets even more difficult when the hottest guy he’s ever seen in his entire life, with blue eyes and gorgeous messy hair - that looks way too good to be an accident by the way - tries to hit on him at a bar and fails miserably
because dean doesn’t speak french
and casti- castie-what ? dean can’t understand, but he thinks he hears ‘cas’… and cas can’t speak english so they kind of stare at each other until dean breaks out a translator app on his phone and tries to figure out what cas had said to him
and dean spends the whole night with cas, sitting at a bar in paris, translating things back and forth (pretty horribly, but they can’t seem to stop laughing and laughter is universal)
dean thinks he’s a little in love… cliché as it is. (even if cas’ first pick up line had been ‘did you fall from heaven’)
they kiss that night in a stupid garden like stupid lovestruck idiots because cas stupidly decides to gesture wildly for dean to follow him, and they spend the night holding hands like sappy dorks and running around the city
Hey can I get an imagine where Y\N is a dancer and the boys find out and they think Y/N is a good dancer and jack is Y/N boyfriend and you can add more but that’s just to give you an idea. Thanks!!!
Being a dancer was everything to you, it meant freedom, a scape from stress and the outside world, at first you didn’t told Jack because you didn’t thought it was important so when he did it was really silly.
Jack and the whole gang had gone out and Conor recently released an amazing song called “Understand me” the first time you heard it you knew you had to make a choreography out of it, so you grabbed your noise canceling headphones and let the song play.
A hand at the center, then you kneeled down onto the ground, you brought your hand to your head and swing it to the side, then you slowly went back up, you put your arms around yourself with your head looking over your shoulder, you slowly turned your head at the front and started spinning over one leg, you stopped.
Then you brought your shoulders on the sides of your body with your fists over your ribs, first you swung your left arm and let your head follow the movement of your hand, then your other hand “pushed” the rest of your body until you were once again on a firm posture.
Finally you placed your left hand down your stomach with your palm touching it, your thumb up, you did the same posture with your other hand but this time your palm was at the front and now it was placed over your chest.
Moving your hands as if they were a clock you began moving your turning around at the same pace your hands were rotting until you did a full turn and noticed all the boys staring at you in awe, you took your headphones off and smiled nervously.
“Hey” you said awkwardly
For the next few days the boys kept asking you to take them with you to your rehearsals and Jack teased you asking you if you could do a lap dance for him, you laughed at that and said “Honey, I’m a dancer not a fucking stripper”
“C'mon Y/N just one rehearsal” Conor pleaded and then all of them started making puppy faces making you roll your eyes
“ALRIGHT FINE” you groaned and all of them smiled widely “I leave at ten o'clock so you better be ready” you warned them
The next day you all went on Conor’s car to the dance studio, he pulled over and you were followed by the group of boys as you entered the place “Everyone this is my boyfriend Jack and their friends, they’re here to watch” everyone greeted them warmly.
“Okay, we’re going for a twist today, we’re doing Lights Down Low, deal?” everyone nodded “You know the deal, me and Damian do the first one and then you follow” Damian quickly rushed over to you and everyone stood back giving you both the space you needed. As Jack got his phone out along with his blogging camera.
You let the first 26 minutes of the song before pulling your body forward while Damian gave your ponytail a little pull, and sneaking his hand on your waist pulling you closer to his body, you quickly turned around and pushed him by the chest.
Before placing your hands on your knees and spread your legs apart and turning your head, the look on Jack’s face making you smirk and wink at the camera.
You went back up knowing perfectly well that Damian would pull you by the hand towards him, you took your other hand in his, he turned you around and when the turn was almost over one of your hands went to the back of his neck, he quickly lifted you up bridal style, before lifting your legs up a little.
After that he let go of your legs letting them fly in the air before taking them behind his back, the hand that was holding your torso pulled away, and he spun your body around his before catching you again going back to the first position, then he placed one of your legs in the back of his neck, the other one going around his armpit, then you went back into his arms before he placed you back on the floor.
You slide down on the floor, you rolled over before jumping back up with your legs.
Finally your left hand went to the side and back to your left across your face before stretching it all the way, then you ran your hand across your head, slightly grazing your hair making you turn to the side.
Let’s just say that after that he was very pleased and very horny.
Okay there was that post going around about how everyone who watches McElroy content starts slipping the word “boy” into their daily vernacular - “a good soft boy,” etc - and I was like huh, seems like a weird phrase to adopt but ok, but now I’m doing it unironically s e n d h e l p
I love seeing Teamiplier like the cryptic shit Mark puts on Instagram because all I can imagine is them all sitting next to each other like, “Okay guys, I posted it. Go like it and watch everyone flip the fuck out.”