pregnant stranger

fiegankingdomofbaffolient  asked:

Idk, just a suggestion sidon' s s/o is pregnant?

(Well random stranger I hope that these super late headcanons makes up for how long they took~ Enjoy!~)

Pregnant S/o:

  • Careful Monitoring

- Being a Hylian bearing the child of a Zora everyone is initially very concerned about your health and the health of the baby when it is revealed that you are pregnant

- Something like that has not happened in quite a long time; even the elders barely remember only a handful of instances back when they were young that produced offspring together

- From what the elder Zoras do remember though, it was rather difficult for those couples to conceive and in most instances when they did it was at the risk of both the mother and hatchling(s) because there were usually complications with the pregnancy or the birthing process

- They are unsure what could or will happen during your pregnancy so everyone has their eyes on you keeping a close watch on your condition

- They’re so proud that their Prince and his lover are having a child together and they’re almost just as excited as Sidon and you for the baby to arrive so they want to make extra sure that you are as healthy as possible so nothing will go wrong

- Zora citizens will often stop you in town to make small talk with you or give you little gifts to help you during your pregnancy

- Things like fresh fish to make sure you eat plenty of food or special blends of herbs that they collected to help with your symptoms because everyone knows that the pregnancy is much tougher on your body

- The healers (basically the Zora doctors) also pop in for frequent visits to the palace along with your visits to the medical area, many times at Sidon’s request, to give you regular check-ups as well as study you for future cases so they can be better prepared

- Rest assured that even when Sidon is busy there will always be someone in the palace or around the Kingdom looking out for you which puts both Sidon and you at ease (though he would much prefer to be the one with you)

  • Perfect & Protective

- (Time to get sappy) If you thought Sidon treated you tenderly before then you are not prepared for the sweet cuddling sessions where he creates a nest of plump pillows and extra soft blankets for you to rest on while he rests his head on your belly or curls around you resting a hand on it

- He becomes extremely protective of you, whether out of instinct, love, or a mixture of both, Sidon becomes extra clingy and just wants to keep you wrapped up in his arms always where he knows that you will be safe

- Of course, the Zora trusts everyone in the domain, but often he will pull you away from others and gets extremely tense when people touch you

- This is common behavior amongst Zora males when their mates are bearing children and while you do feel a little too coddled sometimes it is very sweet that he feels the need to protect you and hold you

- Not only does he guard you though, he also becomes the perfect servant that bends to your every whim with such little hesitation that it’s rather amusing watching him dash around the palace to get you what you need, even if you didn’t ask for it

- Does your back hurt? He’ll request a pillow of the softest materials be made for you

- Do your feet hurt from walking around? Up you go, he will gladly carry you wherever you want to go though he will put you down if it embarrasses you

- Craving a specific food that isn’t in the domain? He’ll try to leave the domain and hunt that specific item down for you (his father or you will talk some sense into him before he does it though)

- He will go overboard if someone like you or King Dorephan does not tell him to stop and relax, Sidon just wants to be as perfect as he can for you to keep you healthy and happy

- Sidon wants to be useful to you and prove to you (and even himself a little bit) that he can be a capable protector and guardian so that when the baby is born you will know he will be able to provide for you

  • Must Seal The Deal

- Since I believe that the contraception will be a big shock to both you two and the rest of the Kingdom it is more than likely that you became pregnant before Sidon and you were married

- So Sidon, being the unbelievable sap that he is, will feel obligated to seal your relationship and also because he knows that you are absolutely the one that he wants to spend the rest of his life with

- It’s like the final obstacle in the way of him proving his worth to you (and himself) so he wants to make sure everything goes perfectly

- He’d lead you out to a location that held great significance to your relationship, probably the first place that he met you, and under the light of the moon he’d kneel before you like Hylians always did when they asked for the hands of their significant others

-  Sidon would propose to you with the almost comically small velvet box, containing a ring he had custom-made for you, held in his hands open to you as he begins reciting to super poetic and sappy speech that he had prepared

- But he would probably be much more nervous, because this is a very big moment and he is trying hard to not mess it up, so he’d likely stumble over what he says

- Before he can really pop the question though you are already in tears and would leap at him just as he begins to ask (that’s one way to say yes)

open to f/nb → significant other.

     he’s home for the first time in months; the better part of his summer was spent overseas, building houses for underprivileged communities. he loves his job, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss the comfort of his own home; the weather was different ( and, for the most part, more bearable ), his family was there, his significant other was there. for one reason or another, they hadn’t been able to join him on this particular trip, so the closest form of communication they had was facetime, and even so, that was only when he was able to get to the city; rural areas were extremely hit or miss when it came to good coverage, and the misses were more common than the hits. he entered the apartment, rucksack in tow, and immediately searched for the other.  babe ? “ he called, moving through the hallway, peeking into each room to see if he could catch sight of them.  i’m home. where are you ? “

are we there yet

excerpt: “Do you and daddy not love each other? Addison says suddenly, making Phil nearly drive off of the road. “Where did that come from sweetheart?” 

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other fics: her

warnings: mpreg, teen pregnancy and smut

words: 3,063

A/N: i was hanging out at the train station where my parents met and got inspired to write this.

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anonymous asked:

You guys are amazing! The TW fandom is so spoiled by having this blog! The latest episode reminded me how much I love Peter, that snarky asshole <3 Any fics where he's an alpha? Any ship and he can be good or bad. I just want him to get whatever he wants in the end of the fic. Thank you!

Awwwwww, you’re too kind!  <3   Ooooooh….Peter, I do enjoy him, so was thrilled to fill this for you bb!  -Emmy

(I probably use this gif too much, but I love it lol)

You Scare Me (But Not Quite The Way You’d Think) by Lexiee 

(3,872 I Mature I Complete)  *steter

“So, a booty call isn’t enough to make you come here, but me being a klutz is. I don’t know whether to be insulted or impressed.”

And The Law Won by RebaK1tten 

(4,245 I Teen I Complete)  *steter

Stiles was not expecting this public defender.  But he’s helpful in a lot of ways.

Because It Is My Heart by WritersAreLiars 

(4,689 I Explicit I Series WIP)   *steter, rape

A dark canon divergence following the scene in the parking garage.

Sir Peter: A Knight’s Tale by ME lol

(6,245 I Explicit I Complete)   *steter, historical au, Omega!Stiles

Peter is a Knight competing in a local joust, and Stiles is Duke McCall’s Omega ward who is to be given in marriage to the tournament champion.

Ash and Bones by Phoebe_Hunter 

(8,336 I Mature I Complete)  *petopher, historical au, drug use

Sir Christopher Argent plays politics by day and hunts monsters by night. Lord Peter Hale is trying to rebuild his shattered family. They are not allies, and they are certainly not friends. But there is something hunting in the streets of London, and the stakes are higher than either of them can imagine.

Or: The Victorian AU nobody asked for. Any excuse to get Peter Hale into a frock coat. And then out of it.

Duty by ChloeWeird 

(11,007 I Explicit I Complete)   *steter, historical au, omega!stiles

A petrified omega. An ambitious alpha. A wedding night four years in the making.

Lucky Penny (Tastes Like Copper on Your Tongue) by pibroch (littleblackdog) 

(11,364 I Mature I Complete)   *steter, cannibalism

When Peter woke up, he spent a good fifteen or twenty seconds earnestly wishing that whatever had hit him had the courtesy to kill him outright.  Because this?  This was bullshit.

AKA the time I decided to give Peter all the nice things, but made him get hit by a car first.  Like you do.

Hey Lover, I Got a Sugarcane by pibroch (littleblackdog) 

(17,306 I Explicit I Complete)  *steter, omega!Stiles

“Put Peter on the phone,” Stiles says, too sharp to be polite.

“What?”  Derek sounds completely thrown.  “Stiles, I don’t think— Okay, you’re obviously not understanding what’s happening here.  Peter isn’t talking.  He’s basically just growling at this point, and he’s rounding on anyone that gets too close.  He actually bit me when I tried to take back my pillow.  I nearly lost a thumb.”

“Derek.” The reality of this shitshow of a situation is finally kicking in, undeniably, and Stiles needs to hear Peter’s voice.  “Just trust the omega, okay?  Tell him it’s me, and give him the damn phone.”

“Wrangling Rut-Drunk Alpha Boyfriends 101” by Stiles Stilinski, omega and responsible adult person.

Alpha Peter and the Ragtags by Triangulum 

(21,261 I Explicit I Complete)   *steter, tattoo artist!Peter

Derek has been one of Stiles’ best friends for years, almost as long as Scott. They’ve been friends through Stiles’ mom’s death, and through Derek’s ex trying to burn the Hales’ house down. So Stiles only feels slightly badly for ogling Derek’s hot uncle. He’s covered in tattoos and easily the most attractive man Stiles has ever seen.

“Hello, Stiles,” Peter says, his voice like silk.

“Peter?” Stiles stammers. “You’re back.”

“Astute as ever,” Peter says.

“Oh, fuck off,” Stiles says. Peter just laughs.


The one where Peter is a tattoo artist and an alpha without a pack, and Stiles is college student and best friends with Derek. When Peter moves back from New York, there’s immediately something between them.

All My Stars Aligned by Green 

(21,348 I Explicit I Complete)   *stetopher, steter, chris/stiles, petopher

Stiles needs to find an alpha ASAP. Actually, the doctors say he really needs two. Damn biology.

Chris and Peter are two alphas in hopeless, doomed love with each other.

My Idiot Betas by SushiOwl 

(23,599 I Explicit I Complete)  *petopher, sterek

When Peter told his betas and pack humans to let him know how they were doing every once and a while, he didn’t mean “Text me at 3am while you’re drunk off your ass.”

Misconceptions by TriscuitsandSoup 

(26,229 I Mature I Complete)  *stetopher, polyamory, mpreg, infertility

After weeks of trying Stiles is still unable to get pregnant. He struggles with depression and anxiety, and worries his alphas might choose to leave him for another omega.

 “Oh god,” he breathed, fumbling out another test from the box. He almost dropped it twice. Twenty minutes later he had another result, just as conclusive as the first. Not pregnant. Not pregnant. Not pregnant.

Proposing to Strangers by moonstalker24 

(50,191 I General I Complete)  *steter, biker!Peter, author!Stiles

At the end of a strained relationship, crime novelist Stiles chooses to hide from the world inside a bar with far too many motorcycles outside it for comfort. Here he’ll meet the man of his dreams, eat food and propose marriage, all within the first five minutes.

Peter doesn’t know who this kid is, but he’s cute and looks like he could use a break. So he feeds him. He’s not expecting a marriage proposal, but with what comes after, he doesn’t really mind.

Bloody Bored by islandgirl_246 

(61,454 I Mature I Complete)  *steter

Stiles and Peter return to Beacon Hills at the behest of the Sheriff, Stiles’ dad, to help out with a little situation. Things were good, quiet at home and Stiles was getting just a tad bit bored and welcomed something to do, even if it meant going back to Beacon Hills. But then what was intended to be a simple in and out, turns into something a little bit more complicated and now involves two counties and his former pack. And nothing is more complicated or dangerous than when Stiles gets bored.

Devil of Mercy by KouriArashi 

(82,180 I Explicit I Complete)  *steter, prostitution, detective!Stiles

Peter’s heard people talk about what it felt like when they saw their mate for the first time, from those who actually believe in the mystical bullshit. Like a magnet, like gravity. Peter just feels… sharply curious.

okay so i can’t fucking believe i need to say this

but apparently some of you freaks are still so socially inept that i have to

there is literally no reason why you should ever ever ever put your hands on a stranger, with friendly intentions or or otherwise

  • its not okay to push a stranger to get them into a public transport vehicle faster
  • it’s not okay to put your hand on a stranger’s shoulder when you say hi or are walking past them (like why the fuck do people think they need to do this in the first place?)
  • it’s not okay to touch random stranger’s tattoos
  • it’s not okay to touch a random stranger’s hair




unless they’ve asked you to, or you’re literally in the process of helping them deliver their child

during all my family members’ and friends’ pregnancies they all say that strangers would just come up to them on the street and put their hands on their stomachs and say shit like “Oh now happy!” and like ask them freaky questions about their pregnancy and they all unanimously say that that shit is the most uncomfortable and anxiety inducing shit so just? just!!!!!!! respect people’s personal boundaries okay?!?!?!?

I think I’m not the only one feeling this weird trapped feeling today, feeling sick and overwhelmed but unable to stop reading, reblogging. Trying to understand when there is nothing to understand.

I live in the middle of it. 19 people died in front of the bar I go drinking twice a week, and my friend the barmaid was hidden behind the bar for two hours. One of my best friend lives rue Bichat and heard the gunfire from his window. I know a family trapped in stade de France. I should have been drinking in Republique at 8PM yesterday, where they started shooting.

Yeah I get it. We are freaking out.

But please, stop spreading only the bad stuff. Stop the pictures and videos of bodies in the street, of yelling and blood. Stop talking about refugee’s hate, and islamophobia.

Talk more about the people that yelled in the street the number of the code to their flat when victims where running everywhere to bring them to safety. The man that opened the window of his flat to victims of the Bataclan stranded on the roof.

Talk about the man that went back to help a stranger pregnant woman, and the kid that was carried to safety by a total stranger worried he could be trampled by the crowd.

Talk about the social media, the hashtag #porteouverte to get people out of the street and #voyageavecmoi to help people afraid to travel alone because of their religion/skin color.

Talk about the taxis that stayed in the street, bringing people home for free all night, and the bus drivers that helped evacuate the Bataclan.

The people crowding the blood centers, so much that Paris now has to send them back home.

The people in their home, terrified and in shock, and only waiting for the possibility to crowd the street and show them that we are afraid but not broken, and together.

There are handfuls of people that will take out of this tragedy all the bad lessons, the wrong evidences.

But please don’t talk about them. Talk about the fraternity and the love of the scared, scarred, ones in Paris. Because we are so many, and we won’t give up

ereri mpreg omegaverse au where levi’s a virgin unmated omega but when his friends petra and aurou find out they cant have kids levi volunteers to have a baby for them because their gonna pay him and well shit he’s not finding a alpha anytime soon. But then when he’s three months along petra
and aurou die in a car accient and levi is left pregnant with a strangers baby because they decided to use someone elses sperm. levi then meets
eren, and their really into one another but levi doesnt think eren wants him because he’s knocked up and eren wiggles into levis life and helps levi out with everything until the very last month or so when levi is like ‘what do i do with the baby how am i gonna raise it’ and eren then confess’ the feelings they both know they have for one another and promises to help levi raise it

also it turns out eren has donated sperm in the past and the kid may or may not come out looking exactly like eren

Imagine being forced into an arranged marriage by your rich overbearing family

Imagine being forced into an arranged marriage by your rich overbearing family but since you don’t like anyone, you agreed to it anyways. As you are nearer to your wedding day, you feel something is watching you and the feeling becomes intense each day. One night, you are visited by a tall but handsome stranger. As he closes in on you, you are unable to resist and allow him to do whatever he wants with you. You woke up in the middle of the night to find you can’t move. You looked down and see what is holding you back, and realized your belly had grown immensely and still is. You looked as if you are 3 months pregnant. The stranger next to you smirks, satisfied with his work. He whispers in your ear and tells you that he is a mythical being from a dying clan who’s looking for mates to breed with. He chooses you as his and ask you to come with him.

The next day, the maid comes to get you but you aren’t there. You are with your mate, heading to his clan’s village. By the time you reached the village, your belly has grown again from 3 to 6 months, the active children inside awaiting to grow morebefore being born. The villagers welcomes you both and as your mate smile to you, you smile back for the first time in years, knowingfully well that once your first childrens are born, you are ready to be pregnant with more and so on, enjoying the feeling of being full with your lover’s childrens for years to come

It Only Takes One Time (Part 10)

Ya’ll here is the Easter special I promised since you guys really wanted another part so badly! The song that inspired this chapter was Magic by Coldplay. Also this chapter is pretty long because it is an Easter special/

Warnings: Be used to swearing by now, also some fluff

Part 9

My eyes widened as I faced Dan. What did he even mean? His family? He hadn’t even met mine yet…

 “What are you saying, Dan?” I sighed. “For Christmas?”

 “Yes, for Christmas. You and I agreed that we’d tell my family together when he time was right that we’re having a baby. I think we should go so they can meet you and we can ease them into the idea of it in the last three months of the pregnancy,” Dan really seemed like he put a lot of thought into it, and I admit it wasn’t a bad idea. What irked me a bit was the fact that he hadn’t asked me about it when he thought of it.

 “Dan, it doesn’t feel right to just go with your family when I can’t go see mine.” I sighed and hobbled over to sit on the couch.

 “Well, my family doesn’t live very far and it’s only a few days. You can’t go with your family because it’s a cruise. Plus, they already know. Hell, I’ll talk to them if it makes you feel better. Please just do this? For me?” His begging was almost as adorable as his beautiful self. It still didn’t feel great knowing that my family would probably think that I chose going to the Howell’s for Christmas over them, but it seemed necessary that I would have to go with Dan and inform them together.

“Fine.” I ended up saying, giving in. Although I knew that at some point I’d have some tremendous explaining to do, this wasn’t some little thing. It was important to Dan, which made it important for our son therefore, it was important for me as well.


The drive to Dan’s hometown lasted about two hours. While the first bit was slightly uncomfortable, all was good when I put my seat back and admired Dan drive. Listen, if you have a crush on literally any guy, when they drive is super fucking hot. Like, it’s really attractive. And while he wasn’t the best driver, I still felt safe. I was able to relax, unlike in airplanes. If we flew, that would’ve been a terrible mess. They full on tormented me and if any bit of turbulence hit? I would literally cry.

 The same anxiety I felt on planes, happened when Dan announced we were on his street. Typically, if I were to meet one of my boyfriend’s families, I’d be fine. Excited, even. However, Dan was not my boyfriend, he was the father of my son. He had accidentally gotten me pregnant and that wasn’t anywhere near to dating. Did they even know he was dating a stuck up brat? Someone who wasn’t me?

 “It’ll be fine,” Dan mumbled once we were in the driveway. I’d tried to be the most discreet I could be about my nervousness but Dan could see right through me. I mean that and maybe also the fact that he was scared, too.

 “What if they don’t like me? What if they think I ruined your life or something?” I blurted out my insecurities but not by accident like I typically would. Every time I said that I trusted Dan, I meant it. Although I didn’t support some stuff that he did or agreed with some of his decisions, he always made sure to take care of me and make me feel secure in the few months we’d known each other. I trusted him, and it made me so happy I wanted to scream it. And I totally would’ve screamed it if I was experiencing my fatigue and agitation.

“Hey, hey, hey…” Dan put his hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze of reassurance. “I know them and they’re not like that. They might be a little shocked, but you’re kind, intelligent, and you’re pretty. I’m sure they’ll adore you.” His eyes met mine and greeted me with a warmth that ran through my entire body. As cheesy as it was, I knew I’d make it through as long as I had him.

 What sucked was that we still hadn’t talked about the kiss or that he slept with me? Okay, that sounded awful. He had just slept next to me, despite having a girlfriend. It’d not like the kiss was anything major but the whole situation just felt sensual and romantic. He made me feel like I was on cloud 9! It drove me insane that I didn’t know how he felt about me. Did he even consider what it would be like to be romantically involved with me? Or did he only see me as the woman carrying his son?

Here I was again. Over thinking.

This was not the time to think about falling in love and ending up with Dan. This was time to meet and tell his family that we were going to be parents.

Dan grabbed our luggage and we walked up to the front door. My stomach was honestly in my throat and I was on edge. Actually, that was an understatement.

 The door began to open and I watched as Dan’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.  A part of me wanted to go back into the car and just hide there until we left.

 We were greeted by a woman who looked older than us, but still quite young. My assumption was that this was his mother. That was proven to be true when she swooped Dan into a big hug.

“Dan! You never told me you were coming today. The house is a mess! I would’ve cleaned up a bit more,” she chuckled and pulled away, taking a second to admire him. That brought a smile to my face. Would I one day look at my son like this? So passionately and so proud after not having seen him for a while? “You’re going to kill your own mother one day from so many surprises.”

 “I missed you, mum.” Dan chuckled and wrapped his arms around her once more. When they finished hugging for the second time, that’s when she noticed me.

 “Oh dear, I didn’t even see you.” His mother grinned at me and pulled me into a hug as well. Two seconds into the hug she must’ve realized I was pregnant when she felt my bump pressed her. When she pulled away from me, she took a moment to look at my protruding stomach and smiled. “Marie, right?” She asked, still grinning. Oh great, she knew about Marie. I knew that Dan and I had agreed not to mention a word about the situation until the right time but it still stung that I even had to hear that snob’s name.

 “Mum, this is Y/N,” Dan said almost immediately, not even letting me talk.

“Oh, you must be that friend Dan mentioned a while back! Come in, both of you.” She opened the door widely enough and we walked in. The entrance of the house was beautifully decorated and as soon as you walked in you felt warm and comfy. It was nice. Felt like a legit home.

Did the gorgeousness of the house distract me from the fact that Dan’s mom knew who I was because he’d mentioned me? When did he mention me? Pre or post finding out I was pregnant?

“We actually have something to tell you,” Dan announced once he hung up his and my coats. His mom gave him a look ha just said ‘go on with it’. I waited for Dan to go out and finally say the words but I could tell he was frozen. He didn’t know what to say or how to say it and he knew that it could potentially break his mothers heart that he got a stranger pregnant and now was expecting her grandchild.

“Well? What is it? You’re scaring me,” His mother gave a little smile as a nudge for him, and that’s when he said it.

 “I got Y/N here pregnant a few months back… And we’re having a baby together.” Dan chuckled awkwardly and sort of wrapped his arm around my waist to put his hand on my bump. “We aren’t dating, before you ask. I’m still with Marie…”  His mother ignored the last part of what he said and covered her mouth.

“I’m going to have a grandchild?” Her smile was so big and her eyes watered. “Dan, you better not be joking.” Dan let out a light snicker.

“You’re getting a grandson to be exact,” I butted in, placing my hand on my stomach. “If you want, I have an ultrasound picture?”

“Please? Oh my god, Dan. This is honestly one of the best things that’s happened to me. We have to go tell everyone else.”

After meeting the rest of his family, telling them the news and laughing endlessly while eating dinner, I went and took a shower. I was nowhere near ready to go to bed, I just felt like I needed to clean up after a long day. It was a relief to know that Dan had such a supportive and kind family. He had to learn it from somewhere, I guess. As soon as I opened the bathroom and walked into the room Dan and I hard to share, that’s when he walked in.

 “I want to show you something. If you want , that is.” He smiled, leaning against the doorframe. I turned around and put my hair in a bun. I was wearing a shirt from my pre pregnancy days that was baggy before, but fit pretty much like a regular t-shirt now along with grey sweatpants. It felt so good that I didn’t have to worry about how I looked around Dan anymore; I stopped caring so long ago.

“Sure, sounds good.” I replied, walking up to him.

Dan led me outside in his backyard and walked us a little into the forest behind his house. We hadn’t gone far at all. Between the cracks of the trees we could see the back of his house, but it would be hard for anyone to spot someone here. It was an empty patch of land that the forest inhabited.

The night sky was out and while it was cold, there really wasn’t much snow. Just a little bit of frost on the ground.

Dan took it upon himself to lie down and patted the space next to him to join him. I slowly sat, then sat back.

“I used to come out here a lot as a teenager,” he mumbled. “Felt good being here and not have to think about real life problems. I figured this would be a great place to show you. I can imagine how things maybe be slightly overwhelming.” Dan looked up at the sky and blinked a few times, before turning his head to look at him. The view of the sky was so beautiful but I only wanted to look at him. Dan made me have that funny feeling in the pit of my stomach and I never knew what to do with myself in this situation.

 “I can see why,” I replied, pretending like my eyes weren’t just completely glued on him and only him. That’s when I really understood him. This was his getaway and I was jealous that he could always come here whenever he wanted and just look up. As a teenager, my biggest problems were getting braces and not getting noticed by that cute guy that plays guitar. Dan had never told me much of his childhood in the time we’d known each other, but I really would’ve liked to know about his experiences.

Dan turned on his side and looked at me while I started up at the sky. That’s when I felt the butterflies come back. However, they weren’t butterflies.

 “Give me your hand,” I whispered to Dan. He didn’t question me and let me take his hand. I placed it on my stomach and looked at him as he started feeling the kicks. We started at each other the whole time until Dan pulled away and went to cup my cheek. With his eyes still locked on mine and let out a little smirk.

“I really liked kissing you the other night…” He whispered. I let out a breath of relief and nodded.

“M-me too,” I agreed, started to feel nervous again. Dan ran his thumb over my bottom lip and started at my lips.

 “Good, because I’m about to do it again.” He nodded and leaned closer, smashing his lips on mine. This kiss was so much more different from any of the other ones we’ve shared before. It was filled with passion and was rougher but yet still gentle. His lips were so soft and I couldn’t resist wanting more. My fingers tangled in his brown hair as his hands explored my body. This didn’t last long as his mother started calling for him inside the house. He pulled away and smiled at me.

“We’ll finish this later.” Dan kissed my forehead. He stood up and then helped me up, keeping his hand on the small of my hand as we walked inside. His mother was waiting for us and pointed to the living room with a sort of frown on her face. Confused, we walked into the living room. Only to see Marie, sitting cross legged with her luggage next to her. She smirked once she saw us.

“Hey, Dan. Are you glad I made it?”

On the Sunny Side of the Street

Author: @setoutwithme​​

Rated: T – maybe. (Trigger: brief mentions of abuse, trauma, train accidents.)

Crossover Source: Mrs. Winterbourne

A/N: Just a giant mess. Reader beware, you’re in for a scare from a wannabe writer with zero ambition. Based on the ’96 film Mrs. Winterbourne with Ricki Lake and a hot asf Brendan Fraser. 

Thanks for another awesome round Mods!

A pair of black, expensive-looking shoes stepped in front of her. She frowned in confusion at the loss of rain water beating against her sodden form and peered up to see blue eyes staring down at her in worry. His hand stretched out with an umbrella covering the both of them.

“Are you alright Miss? Thought you might need some help,” the stranger queried against the heavy rain falling around them.

Katniss stared at him in wonder, slightly relieved that the rain water concealed the salt tracks on her cheeks. She said nothing as her eyes took in his form. A finely pressed suit hugged his frame. His hair was surprisingly neatly kept. She could tell that he wasn’t from around these parts. This stranger looked to be someone of wealth and higher standing than the rundown people she had become accustomed to, including the asshole father of her child who couldn’t give two shits about them, as she sat in the rain under the scrutinizing eyes of this stranger.

He must’ve read her thoughts as his eyes traveled down her form to see the apparent protruding of her belly. The widening of his eyes made her feel small as she moved to pull her wet jacket tighter.

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mad max - space smuggler au

an untidy mashup of the space smuggler genre

warnings: smut?? allusion to smut. really no smut at all, but someone/s gets laid.

The Interceptor makes planetfall in the late afternoon.

It’s a rough descent - always is - but by the time they’re swooping over Joestown, Toast is trading banter with the Port Authority as though it were a leisure cruise. Max lingers at the back of the cockpit, an eye on the settlement below as it swims into focus. With a skilled touch Toast brings them in, permitting a thunk-thump that runs through the hull as Interceptor magnetises to the dock. They’re formally welcomed to the port and the radio chatter ends with a parting shot from his Navigator, who jams a toothpick back between her teeth and undoes her harness.

As the engine cycles down the solar shields fade first, flooding the console with the ruby shine of sunset. Throwing a hand up to shade his eyes, Max catches a matching grimace on Toast’s face as she swings out of the pilot’s chair, bare feet silent on the corrugated metal.

“It’s gonna’ be dusty out there Cap’,” she says, stretching.

“Mm,” Max says, and leaves the cockpit.

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