Lie to me - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 2 (French Mistake AU)

Title: Lie to me

Pairing: Dean/Jensen x Reader x Sam

Word Count: 4,342

Warnings: None

Imagine: Imagine Dean and Sam getting transported to the French Mistake universe. Only for Dean to realize he is married to you, his best friend, love of his life and… Sam’s girlfriend.

Great thank you to @gaveherhearttotheliontattoo for being an amazing beta!

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“Well, talking about awkward huh?” Dean laughed nervously as Sam only looked at him with a hard look.

“Yeah, very.” he said through pursed lips and Dean cleared his throat, avoiding looking at him in the first place.

“Honey?” it was your voice that broke the silence that had set between the two Winchesters “Can you come help me?” you sounded a little too eager and at your question Dean’s body stiffened and he felt his heart beat harder inside his chest. Gosh, how every fiber in his body just screamed for him to find you.

But he knew he had to keep himself, much less something from showing. He cleared his throat and shook his head “Well, this is gonna be a whole lot of fun.” he huffed.

“Definitely.” Sam mumbled and Dean instantly looked at him, raising an eyebrow.

“You know I’m just joking, right?” he asked with a deep frown but Sam wouldn’t even look him in the eyes.

“Yeah, when are you not?” he stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets and prefered to look at the things that were in the house instead of pay attention to his insanely increasing jealousy.

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One of my favourite quick healthy meals to make: tuna pasta salad - gf pasta shells mixed with canned tuna (in spring water), a bit of mayonnaise (or olive oil), finely chopped spring onions, celery, cucumber, salt and a generous amount of black pepper; served on a bed mixed lettuce leaves. :)

ex-boyfriend! hwang minhyun

okay but this starts out p soft and then the ending hits you like BAM

also, this is basically a dramatized version of what minhyun told us about his “relationship” on ht3

note: wanna one might or might not get back together with their ex-lover, it depends entirely on how i felt lol

  • genres: angst, slice of life, heartbreak
  • other notes: bulletpoint scenario
  • number of words: 1.56k

Originally posted by junior-royalz

  • you and minhyun take the same bus to and from school 
  • the two of you are in neighboring classrooms but have never talked before
  • not because you dont like each other but because you just haven’t had a proper chance to introduce yourselves to each other and talk with one another
  • that changed when the two of you were headed to school one day
  • there were no seats on the bus when you got on
  • you were carrying a large box full of clothes and props that were going to be used for a dance performance later that week
  • it wasn’t that heavy, but holding onto the box and not the handles above were definitely not a good choice
  • minhyun saw you struggling to balance yourself as the bus moved
  • and he got up and gave you his seat
  • “y/n you can sit here” he said as he tapped your shoulder
  • you jumped from the sudden contact but noded shyly and sat down with the box of your lap
  • minhyun grabbed onto the handle above and scrolled through his phone for the rest of the ride
  • when the two of you got off the bus, you nodded at minhyun one last time before you run into the building
  • and minhyun just chuckled to himself bc that was cute
  • you were cute
  • during a break at dance practice, you get a message from an unknown number
  • so you showed your friend and her eyes widened when she saw the id
  • “oh my god prince minhyun messaged you first?” she asked and she grabbed your phone
  • you took it back from her and stared at the message
  • “i hope your dance practice is going well.”
  • “ah this is minhyun by the way. the guy who gave you a seat on the bus.”
  • “do you by any chance want to get food after school together?”
  • you and your friend were supposed to go shopping together afrer school
  • so you begin to type and apology
  • but she’s like
  • “are you crazy bUTCH LEAVE ME AND GO ON A DATE WITH MINHYUN i can shop alone lol”
  • get you a friend like her
  • so now you’re sitting inside a cafe with minhyun
  • the two of you aren’t talking and just sip at your drinks quietly
  • it’s so awkward you want to blurt out anything to break the silence, but you choose not to bc ur shy
  • the food comes out a few minutes later
  • and minhyun takes his fork and spoon and mixes he pasta together before putting some onto your plate
  • you look over to minhyun and give him a shy smile
  • and he smiles back at you
  • the two of you eat in silence
  • he walks you back home after your mini date is over
  • you part ways with a simply “good night”
  • but
  • you and minhyun spend the night texting each other on kkt about school, life, and dreams
  • talking to him over kkt is so much easier than in real life omg
  • he feels that way too
  • you send each other cute stickers and emojis that make the both of you laughing every minute or so
  • at school the next day, you and minhyun run into each other in the halls, but don’t say anything to each other
  • your friend nudges you but you shake your head at her
  • minhyun waves at you and then ducks into his classroom
  • and you do the same even though you know he can’t see it and honestly your friend is so done with you
  • “was the date that bad?” she asked when you got inside
  • you dont get the chance to answer bc you’re bombarded with questions from other kids in your class and a few kids from other classes who are passing by
  • “are you and minhyun dating?" 
  • “what happened yesterday at the cafe??" 
  • "did you confess first or didn’t minhyun confess first???”
  • there’s literally this one girl who’s all up in your face
  • “why does minhyun like you though?”
  • and you’re low key offended because hey your not that bad of a person
  • you’re just quiet and don’t know how to respond to people sometimes
  • before you can say something, the bell rings and all of you scramble into your seats
  • during break you and minhyun run into each other again
  • this time he asks if you want to meet up at the mall
  • and you glance over to your friend, who gives you a thumbs up
  • so you say yes and another awkward date ensues
  • this time it’s at the movies
  • you and minhyun sit beside each other at the theater
  • he tries to do the classic “yo im gonna yawn and casually put my arm around your shoulder” move
  • but the moment he tries to
  • you turn around
  • and minhyun retracts his hand so fast you could feel a breeze from it
  • “minhyun?”
  • he doesn’t turn his head
  • “don’t say anything.”
  • he walks you home again and the two of you just leave things at “good night”
  • you two don’t talk that night
  • as a matter of fact, you don’t talk for a few days bc he’s so embarrassed over what happened
  • you miss ranting about teachers with him and talking about dumb stuff you’ve done before
  • so at school, you work up the courage to invite him to watch you and a few other peers rehearse your routine
  • and he’s mesmerized when he sees you dance
  • you look like a radiant goddess when you open the fan in ur hand
  • and the way you smile makes his heart go oof
  • the two of you go out to eat street food afterwards and just have a great time
  • minhyun walks you home for the third time, but the two of you just say the usual “goodbye” or “good night”
  • when you’re getting ready for bed, you unlock your phone and see this really long message from minhyun that makes your heart beat and a smile form on your face
  • “i’m not really good at expressing my feelings and i’m way too shy to say this in person, but i would really like it if we could be more than friends. i like spending time with you :)”
  • and that’s how you and minhyun became boyfriend and girlfriend
  • the two of you are still super awkward around each other in real life though
  • you’re pretty sure minhyun has never even held your hand
  • hugging is out of the question
  • you honestly don’t mind though
  • you’re perfectly fine with just texting him at night and calling him as the two of you do homework together
  • he visits you when you have practice and brings drinks for you or some energy bars
  • but before you can do anything to thank him
  • minhyun is ready to bolt outta there bc he sees the other dancers smirking at him and he’s all shy now
  • but then he notices one guy in particular that’s not smirking at him but glaring as he’s leaving
  • so now minhyun is wondering if he offended kim seungjin in any way
  • when it’s your one month anniversary with minhyun
  • you pack your bag as soon as dance practice is over and head over to minhyun’s classroom where he’s waiting for you
  • you run upstairs to find your boyfriend, and seungjin was racing down the same staircase to prevent you from overhearing the conversation
  • you blaze right past him, skipping two steps at a time
  • and he did a double take before he ran after you
  • it was too late
  • when he grabbed your shoulder to pull you back from the direction of the classroom, you had already heard enough of what the kids from class 3-2 had to say
  • “…hat he’s only dating y/n so people can’t make fun of him for being a motae solo anymore.”
  • “damn that’s harsh. is that why they never hug or hold hands or whatever? because minhyun is just using her?”
  • “who knows. either way, she’s gonna end up heartbroken.”
  • you swing the door wide open with tears in your eyes
  • “tell him know that i know and we’re done”
  • you run into seungjin on the way out
  • and you look up at him
  • he’s mad
  • oh kim seungjin is really really mad
  • if he sees minhyun, he’s gonna punch him
  • outside the school, minhyun is waiting with a gift bag and a small bouquet of flowers
  • you run past him and to the bus stop two blocks away from school
  • seungjin sees minhyun checking his watch
  • the dancer grabs minhyun’s shoulder and digs his thumb into minhyun’s shoulder blade
  • that really hurts btw i used to do it to ppl lol and they all say it hurts
  • “hwang minhyun, you’re a fucking asshole for playing with y/n like that”
  • seungjin leaves to look for you
  • and minhyun is left standing there with an aching shoulder, his eyes wide at what seungjin said
  • the first thing he does is call you to see where you are
  • he’s ready to hang up when you don’t pick up after the fourth ring
  • but he hears your voice before he ends the call
  • “y/n! we need to talk. it’s not what you think!”
  • you let out a sarcastic laugh
  • “fuck you minhyun. fuck you for making me fall in love with you and then breaking my heart. i fucking hate you”
  • and the call ends
Love Triumphs Part 8: Unsure

Jared Padalecki x Reader

1350 Words

Chapter Summary: Still reeling from the hatred thrown your way, you try to figure out how to work your relationship with Jared.

Story Summary: AU (I love Gen, and love her with Jared.) Jared and Gen have split up, but are still friendly. You, the Reader have recently started acting on Supernatural, and have fallen in love with Jared. Both of you get hate due to the fact that you are much younger than he is.

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The next few days at work were extremely awkward for you. Jared was being kind and understanding, even though you were shying away from him a little bit. The rest of the cast each came up, giving you words of encouragement, while the crew gave you kind smiles as they went about their duties. In between your scenes, you spent most of your time in your trailer, nervously chewing on your lip as you tried to decide what to do.

Jim had been right, the publicity, although negative, was still good for the show, and last night’s episode had the highest rating of the year. The negative comments had slowly died down, as fans became enthralled with something new. You still knew you were going to stick with Jared, to give the relationship a chance, but you were trying to figure out the best way to go about it. Did you thumb your nose at the fans, making your relationship public and outgoing? Jim would probably like that the best, it would produce the most publicity. Or you could ask Jared to keep your relationship quiet, keeping it off of the social media, and just in private on set.

Truthfully, you had really considered option two. It would be the least hurtful of the two, at least for a while, if you hid it from those who did nothing but scorn. But you didn’t want to hide your relationship. Sure, you were years younger than him, and he was coming off a divorce, but you were already feeling things for him you had never felt before. Why did age matter in a relationship if both people didn’t care about it?

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Protector PT. 1

Characters: Derek x Reader

Summary: You are Derek’s long time girlfriend, with no knowledge of the supernatural. 

A/N: This first chapter is before any craziness ensues. It’s kind of giving Derek the life he’s always wanted.


You sighed as you looked at the clock 11:39PM flashed bright red. This had become a routine and you didn’t like it. You watched as the store bought marinara sauce began to boil. He’d been coming home late more and more; later and later, you began cooking later and later. Once the sauce was done, you took the meatballs out of the small oven that the trailer provided and mixed the pasta in. Why did it have to be this way? Nearly every night you found yourself serving separate plates and putting the second one in the microwave, tonight was no different. It was almost sad how  more often than not you sat in front of the TV with your dinner, watching a rented movie from the video store on your crappy 20" television than in front of your beautiful brooding boyfriend. Who are you kidding? Hell it was sad.

An annoying song was playing. Then again. And it began again. You peeled your eyes open and recognized the title sequence of the DVD you’d been watching, pressing play just to make it stop. Checking your phone you saw that it was 3:13AM, you had fallen asleep. You rolled on your side and lay awake, thinking about your current situation. How did you go from being a librarian in Portland, Oregon with promising references of a promotion, you might add, to a having a 3 day a week 5 hour a day bookstore job in a nowhere town in Nebraska? Your thoughts would have to wait, because at this moment in time headlights shone through your window signalling that he was home.

You listened as the engine cut off, sputtering as it did. You listened as he opened the car door and heard his boots hit the gravel as he traveled the short distance to the door of your trailer. You listened as he got inside and sighed as he sat on the couch and took off his work boots. You listened as he heated his food up in the microwave for less than 30 seconds. You held in a giggle as he ate it in less than five minutes. You listened as he cleaned all the dishes that were used for tonight’s dinner and the few cups in the small sink, a smile appeared on your lips, you taught him well. You listened as he stripped down to his underwear. You felt the blanket lift and let out a breath, you didn’t realize you were holding as he wrapped his arm around you and pulled himself to you.

“Thank you baby, it was delicious” he kissed the back of your head. He always knew when you were awake, somehow.

“How’d it go?” You stopped asking how work went, it killed him to lie to you.

“Nothing tonight.” He mumbled curtly. That’s really all you ever got out of him. “I love you” no more questions.

“I love you back” you whispered and nestled against him tighter as you fell asleep.
“Get up, baby” Derek pushed his nose in the crook of your neck and took a deep inhale, you smiled to yourself, he did this everyday, he says he wants to keep your scent when you’re away. It was strange but, for some reason it comforted you, it made you feel special.

“Nooo, work is gross” you whined and rolled to face him, you weren’t being serious… Not completely at least. He chuckled and kissed your shoulder.

“You don’t have to work, you know” he always tried to convince you to stay home.

“And do what all day? Watch every DVD in the video store? Pretty sure I’m almost there” you scrunched your nose.

“True. Plus, who are all those old men gonna flirt with?” he let out a rythmic laugh and pulled you on top of him so you were straddling him.

“You’re right, it is my civic duty after all.” You flipped your hair dramatically. You leaned down and kissed him softly, his lips moving with yours in unison.

After you both pulled away, you climbed off of Derek and grabbed your clothes for the day, jeans and a simple long sleeve shirt with three buttons at the top. You placed them on top of the toilet in the tiny restroom of your trailer and took a quick 10 minute shower, any longer and you’d get bombarded with ice cold water. After getting dressed and doing your hair and makeup you walked over to Derek who handed you a breakfast sandwich, you took it greatfully.

As you began eating, you thought back to last night. “Why’d you get home so late?” You paused. “Again.” He needed to see how annoyed you were.

“I’m sorry [Y/N], I didn’t think it would take that long” he rubbed the back of his neck and looked down.

“What? What were you doing?” You sat in the dining area, he was always so secretive. Nearly two and a half years into a relationship with this man and he still couldn’t tell you about his job. He’d made up some story about being a wild animal researcher and tracker, a story he knew that you knew was a lie. Wild animal researchers don’t look like that. But, you dropped it.

“You know I can’t tell you” he looked at you with pleading eyes. “Not yet” your eyes scanned his face and you stood, sighing as you did.

“It better be soon,” you walked up to him and placed your hands on both his arms “This is the third town we’ve lived in, in five months Der. I need to know what we’re running from or who you’re searching for. I love you, and you can’t change that, no matter what you tell me” his eyes watered but, he never let the tears fall out.

“I love you, I love you so much. I have to protect you, I will tell you soon, I promise” his arms snaked around your body and he pressed his lips to your hair, you both stayed like that for a while.

“I have to get to work” you pulled away and kissed his lips “but you promised” you reminded him and put on your boots, “I’m taking the truck” you told him as he walked back to the bedroom to go back to sleep, presumably.

You drove to work and sat behind the counter. Working at the bookstore wasn’t very exciting, usually it was just the older men and women, a few teenagers and a couple people your age came in to the store, mostly because you were the only place in town with wifi and a few computers. Nothing to it, you opened your laptop and used it to update your social media.

Having a great time traveling with the beuax.

Accompanying the post was a photo of you two, well, of your silhouettes, Derek didn’t want anyone to see his face for your protection, which was okay, you weren’t too much of a social media maven anyhow. But sometimes it was hard not being able to show off a man that fine. The day went off without a hitch and when 3pm came ‘round, you were surprised to see Derek walk in with just​ an undershirt on, his shirt draped over his shoulder, he’d walked the 3 miles it took to get there without breaking a sweat. Janie, your nineteen year old co-worker, began blushing profusely.

“Who is that and where can I get one?” She whispered in your ear and you laughed, it’s been nearly three months since you lived in this town and Derek was rarely seen.

“That one belongs to me” you tossed your bag over your shoulder and smiled.

“Ooohh, get it, girl” she gave you a wink and you shook your head walking over to Derek.

“Well, this is unexpected” you watched as he flicked his fingers along the spines of a few books.

“Good, I was trying to surprise you.” He looked down at you, amusement showing through his eyes. “I just wanted to see you” something was happening. He pressed his lips to yours and before you got a chance to deepen the kiss Janie cleared her throat.

“Janie, Derek, Derek, Janie.” You introduced them and Janie gave a small wave, he gave a nod and looked ready to go. You left the store and hopped into your truck and headed back to what you called home.

Your legs were draped across Derek’s lap and he was using your legs to hold his plate of pizza. Both of you were watching the screen,eager to know what came next. Derek hadn’t watched a ton of movies when he was younger, his family was more of the outdoorsy type, at least from what you knew. So whenever he got the chance to watch anything he was enamored with it, pausing if he had to get up, rewinding if he missed a line, it was quite cute, actually.

“How come only bad guys are shown pooping in movies?” You asked once the movie finished.

“What?” He looked at you quizzically a smile playing on the edge of his lips.

“Seriously! You never see any good guys pooping but like, the bad guy always dies on the toilet or something” you remarked, sneaking a bite of his pizza. His laugh was beautiful and hearty, a deep rumble coming from his chest, you couldn’t help but follow with one of your own. He opened his mouth to respond but then stood abruptly, opening the trailer door.

“Oh!” The redhead woman yelled, surprised. You stood behind Derek, curious. “Well, you just about scared me half to death!” Her southern accent thick as she held her hand to her chest and threw in a little chuckle. Being scared half to death didn’t stop her eyes from scoping out his body.

“How can we help you?” Derek said quickly, you giggled softly and pushed his shoulder, reminding him to be nice. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and his posture softened immediately at the touch. Anchor, that’s what he called you, that’s what you were to him. It was hard to understand at first but, he says you bring him back to where he needs to be.

“Forgive him. Straight to the point. This one” you offered a smile and patted his chest, her eyes lingered on it for a second and then went back to your faces.

“Well, some of us just noticed that y'all haven’t been to the monthly potluck the past two months, and I just wanted to personally invite ya” she smiled and Derek remained tight lipped.

“Oh wow, that sounds great, when is it?” You asked, hell if you were gonna stay here, you may as well make a few friends.

“Oh well, it started about thirty minutes ago” she pointed over to the group of people dancing, eating, hanging about. You wanted to go.

“We don’t have a dish” both of you looked at Derek when he spoke. Your furrowed your eyebrows and gave him your best ‘Derek staredown’, basically trying to mimick Derek when he gets stern. He sighed “Can we bring beer?” He gave her his best friendly smile.

“So what do you do?” You asked Derek as you were both getting a little more dressed for the potluck. Shirlene, you’d learned the redheads name, had gone to tell some of the neighbors the good news.

“I’m a nocturnal animal researcher” he tilted his head at you.

“No one’s gonna believe that lie” you smiled at him and took a few steps towards him. “We’d have much better digs, if that were true.” You kissed his chin when you reached him. “Plus, what would you need all this muscle for?” You smacked his arm.

“I’ll come up with something” he bit your bottom lip softly, you loved when he did that, it was so subtle, but so longing “How long have you known?”

“Hmmm… Probably after our six month anniversary, you came to mine with a ripped shirt and dried blood on your pants” you smiled and smoothed his shirt.

“Didn’t think you’d noticed that” he muttered

“Of course I did silly, it’s not an everyday occurrence” you rolled your eyes and put your shoes on as Derek shrugged his leather jacket over his dark blue short sleeve shirt, only he could wear such simple attire and look so put together. You wore a white plaid button down with leggings and black boots. You both left the trailer and made the short walk to the potluck.

Before you arrived Derek whispered, “Don’t eat anything and don’t drink anything that I don’t give you.” He kissed your shoulder. You arrived at the party before he could hear your protest. Always so protective, it brought a smile to your face.

“Derek! [Y/N]!” Shirlene squealed and ran over, hugging you both. Derek excused himself to get drinks as Shirlene began introducing you to the girls, he came back and gave you some type of wine cooler and was dragged away by a guy named Barry.

The women that you were introduced to were nice enough, there was this woman though, Katrina, her name was… She was odd, cryptic.

“So how did you two meet?” Katrina asked watching Derek, you glared at her, you weren’t shy when it came to him.

“He was traveling for work and he kept bothering me” you smiled “The rest is history” you looked at the man whose eyes were trained on you and tilted your bottled towards him, he did the same.

Two years ago you’d been working as a librarian in Portland, when a scruffy man with broad shoulders and a leather jacket wanted to know where your Italian folk lore section was located. He came in every day for a new cultures lore and phenomenon until finally he came to you and told you, that if you didn’t go on a date with him, he would have no choice but to read every book in the library. Who could put a man through that much misery? You smiled at the fond memory.

“Huh, and he just whisked you away?” The smile she gave you was fake, it was almost convincing though. “Romantic” she took a drink of her wine and walked away. You turned and looked at Derek and shook your head as he was about to make his way towards you. You regrouped with Shirlene and the rest of the girls.

Later on in the night you and Derek next to each other with your hand resting on top of his. Shirlene and her husband Arnie were there, with a few others, Fred, Danielle, Rachel, John and Bobby. Everyone sat in a circle on various lawn chairs and benches. You remarked on what a great night this was, it was one you’d both needed.

“So what do you do again?” Arnie asked looking pointedly at Derek, he’d had a lot to drink tonight so his words were slurred a bit.

“I’m a nocturnal animal tracker” the group looked at Derek, quiet.

“Well, what does that mean?” Rachel voiced everyone’s question.

“Well, you know, mountain lions, cayotes, wolves. If they get too close to civilization I track them and make sure they don’t get too close” he told them. Good lie, you thought. If he’d told you that, maybe you would have believed him.

“Oh my Gosh, do you kill them?” Danielle asked with a gasp and leaned forward, showing interest, and her cleavage. Derek looked at you, seeming annoyed at her flirting, you smiled at him, biting back your laughter. His look matched yours almost instantly. His gaze went steely again though, when it was time to answer the question.

“If I have to” he took a drink and looked straight ahead.

“So basically… you’re Animal Control” Arnie said drunkenly. Derek’s hand clenched under yours. Arnie was a jealous man, he wasn’t ugly, his blonde hair was in a buzz cut with a little scruff on his face, he was a little shorter than Derek and on the thinner side, save for his small beer gut. Maybe he was the type of guy that couldn’t handle a better looking person around.

“Only the dangerous ones” he looked into Arnie’s eyes with a look that you would never like to be on the other end of. Arnie wasn’t dangerous but, Derek definitely was. You gripped Derek’s hand tightly.

“You know, I heard that a big ol’ group of people just came in town and just about rented the whole motel up.” Shirlene changed the subject quickly.

The rest of the evening went by smoothly, you both headed back to your trailer, waving to the few leftover people that stayed. It was nearing Midnight and you were getting tired. Once you got inside you stripped off all your clothes, and turned to face Derek, a little tipsy.

“That was fun,you have to admit” you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yeah, I guess it was” He smiled and placed his hands on your waist.

“I’m still mad at you for not letting me have a slice of cake” you pouted and bit your lip.

“Babygirl, if you wanted dessert, you should have said something” he picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“I want dessert” you said lightly. He pressed his lips to yours hungrily and walked you both back to the bedroom.

Home - Jamie Benn

Requested by anon: Can you do a Jamie benn imagine where you’re married and have 3 kids and he’s been spending quality time with them the whole summer. His older son who’s 5 is starting to get upset that school is starting and that daddy is going off to work soon.

A/N: I hope you like it!

Word count: 1309

Warnings: none.

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Originally posted by fuckhawkey

“Jamie, knock it off!” You scream from the kitchen window, giving your husband a warning look.

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Dennis comes home from North Dakota after a fight with Mandy - Mac picks him up from the airport and Dennis doesn't want to talk about it - they end up holding hands but They Don't Speak Of It after that

Elbows perched on the bar’s dirty countertop, Mac squints at the text gleaming from his phone. He blinks twice and then reads the words again, just to be sure.

“Goddamnit, Charlie,” Dee curses from behind the bar, one hand grasping a cloudy drink that looks as if it’d been infected with tapeworm. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop putting spaghetti in the soda gun lines?”

Mac glances up from his phone to see Charlie standing beside her, one hand on his hip. “Oh, look who’s too good for a little pasta in their mixed drink,“ he mocks.

“I think it’s a great idea, Charlie,” Frank voices from where he sits to Mac’s right. “Broads dig spaghetti.”

Dee narrows her eyes, mouth parted in disbelief. “Not in their alcohol, they don’t!”

“You’re telling me you wouldn’t try a spaghetti and tonic?” Charlie presses. “Spaghetti cranberry? A Mojhetti? Really, Dee?”

“Uh, yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Those sound disgusting.”

Charlie purses his lips, head shaking in solemn disappointment. “You have no goddamn taste.”

Dee rolls her eyes as she pulls out a strand of spaghetti from the gun head and flicks it onto the countertop. Then she pauses, cocking her head in contemplation. “Well, I guess it would be pretty funny if you put some in a Highball and called it a Meatball instead,” she chuckles with a smirk.

Charlie and Frank both frown, squinting in confusion.

“That sounds like shit, Deandra.”

“Yeah that doesn’t even make sense.”

“Oh come on,” Dee whines, “How is my idea any worse than yours?”

Charlie sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Fine. Mac—what do you think?”

Mac blinks, heart racing. His eyes witnessed the exchange take place, but his mind’s been elsewhere. “Dennis is coming back.”

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Vegan chili mac! This was a total experiment and it was delicious. Quinoa chili (I’ll post the recipe for that eventually) and 5 ingredient vegan mac and “cheese” 👅

The sauce is made with:
- ½ a butternut squash
- The cream of one can of coconut milk
- Approx. ½ cup of nutritional yeast
- 1/8 cup of water
- Salt to taste

Cut the squash into chunks, boil until soft, drain, and blend with the other ingredients.

This makes at least 10 servings worth of sauce, depending on how much pasta you’re having/how saucy you like it 💃🏻 make whatever pasta you like and mix in your desired amount of sauce, and then store the rest in a jar in the fridge for later use!

BTS React to You Trying to Tell Him Your Pregnant

When you go about trying to get him to realize you’re pregnant without coming right out and saying it.

RAP MONSTER: Namjoon made it no secret that he loved seeing you wearing your red converse. So, you went out and bought baby red converse because one they were super adorable and it was the perfect thing to tell Nam you were pregnant without actually coming right out and saying it. When you get home you take the baby shoes from the box and coo over how adorable they were. All you could see was a tiny version of Namjoon wearing these shoes! You made sure to place them in the bedroom where Nam would see them. “[Y/N], is one of your friends having a baby”, he asks while admiring the baby converse. In your mind you were screaming yes, my best friend but he’s still being clueless. “Aren’t they the cutest thing ever”, you question avoiding answering his question for as long as you possibly could. Glancing back at you, “no”, he replies. What? He didn’t find them cute? Did this mean he wasn’t ready for children? Too late for that now buddy you should’ve thought about that before you….you’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen", he says breaking you from your thoughts. Seeing you’re crawling into bed he follows you, “so is a friend having a baby”, he asks again as he flops down on his pillow. Shaking your head gently is all you could bring yourself to do. Telling him wasn’t an option. OK, it was but it’s not what you wanted. “Cool, do I know her”, he says looking over at you. Shaking your head once more you get a glimpse of his shoulders shrug as he turns over. Another night is going to slip by and he still has no clue that’s he’s going to be a Daddy! Why hasn’t he figured this out already you wondered as you rolled over to glare at his back. “It’s a he and you do know him”, you whisper. He turns over enough to be able to hear you better, “well, who is he?” Honestly, if you didn’t know better you’d never guess his IQ was what it was based on his cluelessness right now. “Kim Namjoon, are you seriously this cluesless? Red converse, BABY red converse! Enlighten me baby on who you think I’m talking about.” He jumps out of bed and walks over to grab the shoes and spins back around smiling like such a cute goofball that you know he’s finally put two an two together. Flopping back down on the bed beside you he holds the shoes up, “I’m the friend, right? Sweetheart, please tell me I’m the friend?” Yet again all you could manage to do was shake your head, but this time you were shaking it meaning yes.

JIN: It was the perfect thing to do. Dinner would be ready to serve or already on the table by the time he got home. Everything he’d have on his plate would be of the baby variety. Baby pasta with mixed baby veggies and baby back ribs. He should figure it out rather quick unless he was too tired and then you’d have to think of something else. “Princess, you should’ve waited and I’d helped with dinner”, he says as he comes up behind you wrapping his arms around you. “I know, but I wanted to have dinner already done by the time you got home so go wash up now, handsome.” Placing the plates down on the table as he walks back in the kitchen. Listening to him tell you about his day and how tired he is you start losing hope that he’s not going to figure it out. “Why aren’t you eating princess”, he questions looking at you with concern in his eyes. It wasn’t that the food didn’t look good to you because it did and the aroma was divine. You just thought this was a clear giveaway to what was really going on here but maybe it wasn’t to Jin. It wasn’t like you two didn’t ever eat this type of meal because you did, it just wasn’t ever all baby before tonight. “I’ll do the dishes, you go lie down and rest”, he gently instructs you. He wasn’t going to get an agreement out of you on this matter. No longer being able to fight hungry you make your way back to the kitchen, “babe, I couldn’t help noticing that dinner tonight was completely baby style. By some chance was I suppose to realize you were telling me we’re having a baby?” You happily giggle and nod your head at his words.

SUGA: There was no two ways about it Yoongi and you both loved your sleep, but how would he feel about the baby that was coming? A baby who like all babies would cry out in the middle of the night. Would he get adjusted to it alright? Would he just sleep through it or would he get up himself to check on his son? Time would tell how Yoongi would react. “Yoongi, if our future son cried out in the middle of the night would you get up to check on him”, you ask while you attempt to fall asleep one night. When he doesn’t answer right away you snuggle close to your rapper thinking he’s already asleep. “Isn’t that the mother’s job”, you hear him mumble. Did that mean he had no intentions of ever getting up at night to care for his son? Lifting your head you giggle while asking, “and just what’s the Daddy’s job then?” Opening one eye as he smirks, “sleep!” You just bury your head into him because you couldn’t have a serious conversation with him when he was like this. You couldn’t deny you loved his answer though. A few days later you hear Yoongi call your name and you make your way toward him. He was playing something you didn’t recognize but it was sweet nonetheless. “What’s in front of us”, he asks while softly playing whatever song he was playing, “baby grand piano.” You see he nods his head but just continues playing. Trying to figure out what that was all about you realize he’s stopped playing and has turned to face you, “is it possible that the other night my baby was telling me she’s having our baby?”

J-HOPE: He had always been the one you ran too over every little thing since you two became friends. It wasn’t like you to keep secrets from him but this pregnancy was remaining a secret for the time being. You wanted to see if he could figure it out on his own, with a few little remarks here and there, of course. Cuddling back against him on the sofa one night you show him the cutest little baby ballerina slippers, you didn’t care about the outfit the slippers is what caught your eye. He just laughs at you going on and on how adorable they were. “Do you want your children to have a love for dancing like you”, you ask him. “I want them to chase after their dreams, my love, whether that be dancing or not.” Snuggling closer against him as you become sleepy. “Hobi?” You mumble as you start to doze off. “I know, my love” and with that you sit up asking, “you know what?” Taking your hand he leads you to the bathroom and points to the home pregnancy box on the counter top. Didn’t I throw that away, you thought. “You went through our trash? That’s gross Hoseok!” Laughing he pulls you into his arms, “no, because you’re right it is gross, you threw the test result itself away but left the box right where you see it.”

V: Tae was one who never had any trouble getting you to smile or laugh. That was one thing you loved about him. No matter your mood he would always find a way to put a smile back in your face. He could even manage to make you smile when you were mad at him. Which was completely unfair, but it’s probably what kept fights from spinning out of control. As you watched him making faces as he looked in the mirror you could see the baby you had just recently found out you were carrying imitating Taehyung’s every single move. Smiling at the thought of that you hear, “I see that smile on your face beautiful.” Smiling bigger now you think this smile is because of you, Tae but the one earlier wasn’t. “Do you picture your mini me copying your every move”, you ask him. He starts giving his thinking face and there you go again smiling because he makes the cutest faces ever. “I don’t guess I have, why?” Shrugging you just try to brush the question off as if it was nothing. He slowly makes his way over to you with that look in his eye. You’ve seen that look before, so many times and it always leads to one thing, shaking your head and holding your arms out in attempts to keep him away. He laughs at seeing once again trying to stop him but he just pulls you close and begins tickling the daylights out of you. You squirm and try shoving his hands away but it was useless Tae had too much power for you to break free. Reaching up you run your fingers through his hair as you coo his name. He stops tickling you and looks at you and dives right toward your lips. The moment he pulls back you mumble “I’m pregnant.” He looks at you for a moment while he processes what he just heard and then your adult child is running around the room announcing repeatedly to you and himself, “I’m going to be a Dad!”

JIMIN: He had always wanted your full attention but how was he going to react to having to share you with his mini me? There was only one thing to do stop giving him your undivided attention. Of course, you’d have to pace this just right or he’d end up assuming the worst case scenario and you didn’t want that. You loved your Chim Chim. He was your everything. The two of you adored each other. “Sweetness, you aren’t watching me”, he whined like he usually did when your eyes weren’t completely focused on him. He was so cute with how he went about it that you didn’t help matters any with your reactions. This most certainly wasn’t going to be an easy task. “Sorry, I was just thinking…” and you didn’t want to say nothing because he wouldn’t believe you, he knew you so well in fact sometimes you thought he knew you better than you knew yourself and yet you didn’t want to tell him the truth just yet either. He just goes back to dancing once he sees he’s got your attention again. You just kept thinking about how he was going to feel about no longer being your favorite Park anymore. Before you’re fully aware of what your saying you’re telling him to stop dancing for a minute so you could think. He does as you request but not without giving you a worried looked. “Umm, I’m fine so don’t look so worried. I just… I was just wondering if we could go eat. Yeah, that’s it can we go eat?” You weren’t hungry but you couldn’t just blurt out questions asking him how would he handle having to share you, how would he feel when your eyes weren’t always on him? While watching him eat you couldn’t help asking, “if you had to share me, would you?” He looks up at you more confused than you had ever seen him before. “I don’t want to share you, you’re mine still, right?” Quickly getting up you go sit down on his lap because you’ve already screwed this up. No more trying to find a way to get him to question you about being pregnant. “Jimin, I’m just saying what if the day came that I could no longer give you my undivided attention? What if my eyes couldn’t always be on you? What if you had to learn to share me with someone else?” Staring at you not saying a word you start to panic. Why wasn’t he saying something? If he was thinking the worst possible thing why wasn’t he yelling at you? This silence was killing you and right then he just snuggles his face into you whispering, “I need you, [Y/N], I need you.” Was that a tear just now? OMG, what have I done?! Tilting your head to look at him you whisper his name and he lifts his eyes up, “Baby Park is that someone”, you whisper.

JUNGKOOK: He was and would always be your baby Kookie, but he wasn’t going to be the only baby in the house anymore. “Kookie, you aren’t going to turn getting my attention into a competition with our future children, are you”, you ask one afternoon. Looking at you he laughs, “No, I just did that with Jimin because he knew you before I did.” Smiling because you’d hardly refer to Jimin knowing you before Jungkook. You met both of them the same day, same time, it just happened to be Jimin who spoke to you first. As you sit there watching him watch whatever he was watching on TV you kept asking questions like, “so, if we’re cuddling like we are now and our baby starts to cry you aren’t going to do something to try to get me to stay with you, you aren’t going to pull me to back down on the bed when the baby wakes up in the middle of the night?” Snuggling you tighter, “I’m not sure what you’re exactly getting at but I’m going to love our babies and I know I’ll have to share you with them. That’s okay though because I’ve got my ways, ways that you won’t be able to refuse giving your love and attention to me.” Seeing that satisfied grin on his face you mumble, “alright, but nine months from now you better not get all competitive with your mini me.”

so a meal my mother makes often bc she doesn’t like cooking:

  1. Cook pasta
  2. (optional: add cream to water to make the pasta more filling)
  3. Drain pasta
  4. Mix in can of chopped tomatoes and you can be done here
  5. (optional: use pre-flavoured tomatoes)
  6. (optional: add herbs for flavour)
  7. (optional: add grated (“shredded”?) cheese) and you’re all done

now that i think about it it should be very easy to add some sort of canned beans / lentils /chickpeas / w/e to it too

Another meal is:

  1. Cook 2-minute noodles (“Ramen”, “instant noodles”)
  2. Fry egg/s
  3. Drain noodles and put in bowl
  4. Top with grated (“shredded”) cheese
  5. Top with fried egg/s
Peanut Butter Pasta

So, this is a really simple but tasty meal that my family has made since I was a kid. The sesame oil and soy sauce might require a little up front investment, but will last a long time. And a bonus? None of the ingredients need to be refrigerated, if that’s an issue for you.

You’ll need:

*Pasta (some kind of shape works best, the sauce is sticky)*Peanut butter (the kind without sugar is better, but conventional stuff should be ok)
*Tamari soy sauce (i use reduced sodium, still plenty salty)
*Toasted sesame oil
*Garlic, crushed (i use fresh, but jarred garlic should work fine)
*Some hot water (from an electric kettle or your pasta water)
*Sriracha or chili garlic sauce (optional)

Cook the pasta according to the package.

While the pasta is cooking/water is boiling mix up the sauce; I pretty much do this to taste, but here are my approximate amounts for a pound of pasta.
1 -1 ½ cup peanut butter1/2 - 1 teaspoons sesame oil
2-3 teaspoons soy sauce
3-4 medium to large cloves garlic

Mix it all up and adjust amounts to taste; remember you’re going to add a lot of water to this, so it should be strong. 

Once you’ve drained the pasta (remember to save water for the sauce before you drain, if you were going to!), return the pasta to the pot. Mix in enough hot water to the sauce to make it pour-able, I usually start with about half a cup, but you’ll probably need more. Mix it up with the pasta in the pot. You can still add more water if it seems too sticky. (Note: This stuff thickens up when left to sit, don’t add the water ahead of time.)

This is great served with steamed veggies, and my family also usually eats it with some chicken. Remember the sriracha? Put that on it for spicy.

Creamy Spinach and Garlic Pasta Sauce with Zucchini Noodles

Vegan, Gluten Free

Okay, so I promised a quinoa based recipe but my mum really fancied this today - it’s a creamy, cashew based, spinach and garlic pasta sauce that can be enjoyed with any pasta of your choice, whether that may be veggie or wheat pasta! ☺️

Ingredients that you will need:
• Cashew nuts
• Whole, medium sized pack of spinach (you can either keep the spinach whole for this or chop it like I did)
• 3-4 cloves of garlic, finely chopped
• One medium onion, finely chopped
• Plant based, unsweetened milk of your choice (I used soya)
• Nutritional yeast
• Salt and pepper to taste

Cooking instructions:
1. So the first thing you want to do is soak your cashews overnight in some water. I like to use 2 large handfuls. Soaking your cashews will make them soft and easy to blend the next day. If you’re running short on time or you have forgotten to soak your cashews, you can just boil them in some water for 20-25 minutes (however that makes them lose their nutritional value).
2. Once your cashews are ready, drain them of excess water and pop them into a blender. Pour enough milk into the blender to cover the cashews for now. Add 2 tbsp of nutritional yeast and ½ clove of chopped garlic. Blend until smooth and adjust consistency with more milk until smooth but not too thick or runny. You may want to sieve your cashew cream after this to remove any unblended bits of cashews.
3. In a large pan/wok, drizzle some oil of your choice (I used virgin olive oil) and add your chopped garlic. Cook while stirring for 30 seconds and then add your chopped onion. Cook this on medium-low for about 2/3 minutes or until your onion starts to brown slightly.
4. Add your spinach to the pan and let it wilt while stirring occasionally.
5. Add your cashew cream slowly to the pan and stir. Cook for a further 3 minutes. During this time you can add salt and pepper to taste or more nutritional yeast.
6. Cook/ prepare pasta of your choice, mix together and you’re done!

❗️For those who do not own a blender❗️
If you do not own a blender, you can choose to use a plant based single cream e.g. Soya or oat. It will still be creamy and as good.

❗️For those on a RAW vegan diet❗️
After soaking your cashews overnight, pop them into your blender, add one chopped clove of garlic, nutritional yeast, a few handfuls of spinach and cover with plant based milk. Blend until smooth and adjust consistency with more milk if needed, add salt and pepper to taste. Enjoy with zucchini or carrot noodles!

Enjoy x

Hired Help

Pairing: Single!Dad!Sam x nanny!reader, Past Sam x Jess, Ava (OC), Liam (OC)
Word count
: 2,229

Part 2 of Chocolate Cupcakes

Sam came running, looking between the two of you. “What?”

“Who’s this?” Jess looked panicked.

He raised an eyebrow at her. “She’s Y/N. The nanny.” He explained. “She got the kids from school, and I wanted her to meet you. This way, when you come get them, you know who she is.”

“Don’t you think you should have discussed hired help with me first,” she said through gritted teeth.

Sam bit into his bottom lip, “Y/N could you excuse us for a minute? The kids think I’m in the bedroom, so if you throw a Marco out from Ava’s room that should really throw them off.” He smiled at you as you hurriedly left the room.

Jess crossed her arms over her chest, clearly displeased. “I would have preferred being included in this, Sam.”

“Last I checked, this is my house. You wanted the divorce, and you got it. You can’t have it both ways. The kids like her, she’s nice, and I’ve made sure that I’ve been asking important questions. I am their father, Jess, and I work. What did you want me to do? Slap them in some daycare right after school so that they’re never home?” He asked, furrowed brows. “A nanny was the best choice, and she’s a good fit for us.” He crossed his arms over his chest, silently daring her to push the issue further. It took all his strength not to smile when he heard you yell ‘Marco!’ from Ava’s room, just to hear two small ‘Polos!’ back.

“They’re my kids, too, Sam!” Jess shot back.

Sam shook his head. “Why are you so against her? You haven’t even talked to her or anything.”

“I don’t want some other woman raising my children!” she spat.

Sam rolled his eyes, “She isn’t raising them Jess. She is simply here to help me with them.”

“Don’t you think having such a young woman here is going to tempt you, Sam? Don’t you think that would confuse the kids, if they catch the nanny in your bed?!”

“How did we get from you being pissed about “hired help””, Sam said mockingly with air quotes, “To me sleeping with Y/N. Trust me Jess, I am in no way looking to start another relationship. Thanks to you and all of the shit that you pulled, I will probably never look at another woman again in that way. My focus is our children.”

Jess opened her mouth, but Sam stopped her by holding one hand up, “Now, you will apologize to her for being rude, and I believe I have asked you to knock before you come waltzing in here.” Sam turned to walk out of the kitchen, stopping at the door he turned his head, “I’m going to finish getting the kids stuff together and send Y/N in here. You don’t have to like me, but you do have to accept this.”

You were playing with the kids on the floor in Ava’s room when Sam found you. You had dolls, action figures, and animals out. “Rawr!” You laughed as Ava ‘screamed’, while making her doll run away. Liam was giggling up a storm, his action figure “chasing” the dinosaur.

“Hey, guys! Y/N, can I see you for a minute?” Sam said.

You nodded, following him back into the hallway. “Can you go down and introduce yourself to Jess, please? I’m going to help the kids get ready and then we can talk, if that’s okay with you,” he said.

“Alright guys, let’s get packed for Mommy!”

You walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen, palms sweating. “Um, hello again, Mrs. Winchester-

“Moore, it’s Moore now,” Jess said quietly. “Look I think we got off on the wrong foot, and I apologize. I was surprised that Sam had hired someone without talking to me,” Jess paused, an idea forming in her head. “We have been talking a lot here lately, you know about the separation.”

“You mean the divorce?” you asked.

Jess twisted her purse strap in her hands, “Yes, about the divorce and if we were too hasty about it. Sam and I have been together for six years and normally we discuss any changes like this,” she gestured towards you. “I’m concerned that Sam isn’t in a good place right now, and he may have made a rash decision where you are concerned because he’s lonely.”

You swallowed nervously. “Look, I’m here for the kids only. Sam is a great dad! But I make it a point to not get involved with clients. Things get messy if personal feelings get involved. My first priority is your children.”

“Mommy! Mommy!” came Ava’s excited cry. Jess looked startled for a minute and then she schooled her features and put a big smile on her face, bending down she scooped both kids up as they came running in the room.

“Hi! I missed you guys so much! Are you ready to go?”

“Yes, mommy. Y/N I left the dinosaur hiding in my room, so you have to find him so we can play again,” Liam said solemnly.

You grinned at Liam and nodded. Sam chuckled. “Y/N, I’m going to walk the kids out to the car, and I’ll be right back. I know we didn’t get their dinner out of the way, but maybe you and I could have it while we talk? You know, about the position.”

You nodded again, “I’ll start the chicken.” You threw a nervous glance at Jess who looked like she ate something sour.

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ur mcm invites you over for dinner, says he’s making u some spaghetti. u get there and he hands u a bowl of angel hair pasta mixed with ketchup wyd

Pasta Salad

What You’ll Need:

• 2 Cups of Bow Tie Pasta
• ¼ Cup Cherry Tomato
• ½ Cup Broccoli
• 1/3 Cup Mixed Peas
• 2 Teaspoons Olive Oil
• 3 Teaspoon Balsamic Vinegar
• 1 Teaspoon Vegan Butter


1) Place pasta in a pot of boiling water and cook until soft.
2) Drain pasta and place in a bowl
3) Add butter, olive oil, and balsamic vinegar. Mix well
4) In a small pot place broccoli and peas for about 3-4 mins or until cooked to your desire
5) Place cooked vegetables in bowl with pasta and mix
6) Add seasonings and then place in fridge until cooled, 15-30 minutes
7) Serve and enjoy as a meal or a side

Barilla Whole-Grain Linguine with Roasted Bell Peppers, Cauliflower and Parmigiano Cheese

USDA MyPlate guidelines recommend making half the grains you eat whole grains. Whole-grain pasta is a healthy and delicious way to enjoy other healthy foods like vegetables and legumes. Visit to learn more.

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Sunday Dinner: Chicken Rotini Pasta

This was a quick meal that was thrown together for dinner. It’s delicious and filling, and can be adapted to everyone’s individual taste. If you are going to use chicken, I highly recommend using boneless, skinless chicken thighs instead of chicken breast. It makes a huge difference!

Ingredients (estimations)

4 boneless, skinless chicken thigh fillets, cut into bite size pieces

~6-8 oz chopped baby bella mushrooms

6 mini sweet peppers, chopped

8 oz grape tomatoes, halves

2 handfuls mixed greens (spinach is wonderful with this dish)

¾ jar pasta sauce of your choice

Extra virgin olive oil

2 cloves garlic, minced 

1 box garden rotini pasta 

Salt, pepper, red pepper flakes, Italian seasoning


Boil salted water for pasta, cook according to package instructions and drain under cold water

In a large skillet with high sides, heat olive oil over medium high heat. Add garlic, mushrooms and peppers to skillet, salt liberally and cook until they begin to become soft.

Add in chicken pieces, season, and cook until chicken is ¾ done. Add in grape tomatoes and cover skillet with lid and cook until tomatoes have burst.

Add in greens and let wilt by covering once again with the lid. Once this has cooked down, add in drained pasta and mix thoroughly.

Remove the skillet from the heat and add the pasta sauce. Toss pasta, coating everything in the sauce.

Add as much or as little cheese you would like and mix.

Serve for dinner alongside some great garlic toast or bread sticks, maybe a side salad

This is a great meal prep idea if you’re not too concerned with carbs. Just keep the portions small!