right in my both eyes

I Mean What I Say.

Dean Ambrose/OC/AJ. Styles- Dean said don’t lose the match for us, yet here we are with a loss.

Warnings: a slight daddy kink, little bit of choking, PRAISE KINK BLESS


Also shoutout to the people who wanted to tagged in my future writings @the-geekgoddes @vebner37 @llowkeys

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The Graduate

Overview: To everyone who has graduated high school or college this year, this one’s for you.

Characters: Sister!Reader, Dean, Sam, Cas (mentioned)

Word Count: 850

Warnings: mild language

A/N: My little bro graduated today. Super proud of him. Loved being there to support him. Bored out of my mind during the ceremony. So I grabbed a program and a pen and this drabble was born. I hope you guys enjoy it ;)

The air was stuffy, and the beads of sweat trickling down my back added to the growing dampness that was my current state of being. I fidgeted with the uncomfortable elastic securing my hat to my head and wished for the tenth time that I was anywhere but in this cheap, metal fold-out chair. I was right in the middle of a sea of people dressed in identical robes, anticipation and nervousness radiating thickly through the crowd. The first row stood and began to make their way across the stage, cheers and yells sounding from the audience as each name was called. I mentally prepped myself for the silence that would follow mine.

They’d caught a hunt a few days ago, and what was supposed to be a quick salt and burn had turned into a large number of vengeful spirits spread across the surrounding towns. They’d called me last night, their voices thick with regret as they told me they wouldn’t be home for at least another two days. I’d kept my voice strong, assuring them it was no big deal and that finishing the case was more important. They needed to stay, and I’d be fine. I’d been lying, but I’ve always been a good liar.

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I’m still seeing you in hallways and in faces I shouldn’t pay attention to, but that’s okay. You avoid my eyes and I avoid yours, right? We both knew that it’d come to this, so it’s no surprise. But could you tell me why this feels like a secret romance?
—  Day 2 🖤
The Signs as Wild World by Bastille
  • ARIES: Power // Aim, throw your best shot right at me, 'cause pain, I can take it easily, did you really think I'd fall to my knees, just to pray for some sweet simplicity
  • TAURUS: Fake It // Don't turn over, turn over the page, we should rip it straight out, then let's try our very best to fake it
  • GEMINI: Two Evils // I'm the lesser of two evils, or am I just tricking myself nice? If I'm the lesser of two evils, who's this man, who's this act I hide behind?
  • CANCER: Warmth // So come on, let's forget the emotion, tie the blinkers on, hold both hands right over my eyes, deafen me with music
  • LEO: Glory // And way down here upon the ground, when we're lying in the dirt, there's no looking up for heaven
  • VIRGO: Campus // Oh it must be lonely knowing what you know, man it must be lonely keeping it on the low
  • LIBRA: Shame // I can see a change, I can see a change in you, I see it coursing through your veins
  • SCORPIO: Send Them Off! // I've got demons running 'round in my head, and they feed on insecurities I have, won't you lay your healing hands on my chest,let your ritual clean
  • SAGITTARIUS: Lethargy // But these itchy feet for a change of scene, do anything to escape it, get up, get up, pressure, pressure, run away as fast as you can go
  • CAPRICORN: The Anchor // Bring me some hope by wandering into my mind, something to hold on to morning noon day and night
  • AQUARIUS: Snakes // I know, I know, I know it's not the right way to go, but I pray for the ground to swallow me whole
  • PISCES: Winter of Our Youth // I let myself bathe in the past for way way way too long, and now it seems I've drunk too much to give you what you want
MBTI Types' Response to Hand Holding
  • INFJ: I feel so close to you right now both physically and emotionally. Squeeze my hand, look deep into my eyes, and kiss me softly. I want to know your soul.
  • ESTJ: Are you trying to rescue me? I don't need rescued, I got this. STOP TOUCHING ME!!!
  • INTJ: Your hands are cold. *squeezes them tightly for a few seconds* OK, that's a more optimal temperature. *lets go*
  • ENTP: Holding hands in a relationship is symbolic of a political union in which it can be argued that both parties... *continues to rant ad nauseam*
  • ISTJ: I'm not sure why we need to be making physical contact... please stop.
  • INFP: Let me cry, let me love you, let me hold your hand until death do us part. Or until my cat needs me... I might also snag that bottle of tequila while I'm feeling these emotions...
Surprise-Theo Raeken

Valentine’s Collection:#5

Teen Wolf Imagine:#104

Word Count: 926

Warnings: None that I can think of?

Summary: Theo surprises Y/N with a romantic night in the woods.

A/n: Requested by @onceuponateenpanwolfian

It’s never really stated but the reader is Scott’s sister. It doesn’t really add to or take away from the plot if you don’t know that but when I was writing it that’s the kind of character I thought of. So yeah…McCall!Reader.

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Intoxicated Misery

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic

YOU x MIN YOONGI 
(fluff, smut)

You’re the mystery girl in his life. You guys first met at one of BTS concerts, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Worse yet, he doesn’t know your name… Because you like to keep him on his toes. You guys will have late night conversations, get drunk and hook up every so often at his dorm when his members aren’t home. Every morning after the hook ups however, you’ll leave without notice and disappear. But this hook up, this time, is at your place.

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I gazed upon the time on the wall, and show 2:34 a.m… the alcohol was taking over. 23 songs played, 2 bottles of rum, and endless dancing… the alcohol was kicking in. I was by the beats pill, scrolling through the iPod looking for a song to play while lying on the floor lifeless, playing with the empty rum bottle. After endless scrolling on the iPod, I’ve found a playlist that has songs by The Weeknd, Ed Sheeran, SOHN, Tory Lanez, Selena Gomez, Arianna Grande, and surprisingly some old artists. I press play; the song “High for This” came on, and gazed into space. I’ve opened another bottle of rum and poured myself a glass. As I drink the alcohol to feel lighter, my eyes roamed to her; she was on the floor slowly dancing, watching her hands gliding up her outer thighs, kicking both of her legs in the air, opening them and rolling over into a full split. Her dark, golden eyes slowly glared to my direction, luring me closer to her as I got up. I took the chair with me towards her direction, and sat in front of her from the distance. She slowly got up, walking towards me, and stopped. Her eyes never left mine; looking at me as she danced. Her motions, her choreography, her muse, it was more than appealing; it was like… she was flying. I took another sip, but this time I licked and bit my bottom lip, telling her I’m pleased. Her face was in full of pleasure, bliss, and intoxicated tranquility. My urge to touch her; feel her, smell her, taste her grew more and more. My eyes grew darker, my pants started to feel tight, palms are sweaty, and my hunger was uncontrollable.

“Dance with me…” She whispered; the look she made was something indescribable. Slowly she walked towards my direction. As intoxicated as she is, she manages to make her way in a straight line, seductively.

“I can’t, I just can’t.” As I sat there, controlling by heavy breathing. “I can’t dance, right now.”

“Why not?” lifting her right brow at me. “One last dance, my love.” Her words was synced in my brain, and replayed. Before you know it, she was on her knees in front of me, between my legs. She softly grabbed my finger and licked it seductively. “…Or do I have to force you out of that chair?”

I was under her spell. As I stood up, hands held, walking behind her, I stopped and pulled her close to me; untying her bun and watching it fall to her shoulders. I pushed her hair to the side of her ear, exposing her left collarbone, and neck as the strap of her tank top slid off her shoulders. I picked her up with one arm as she wrapped her legs around my waist, my right hand touching her face. Both of our eyes were locked on each other, but I was so focused on her lips.

“You don’t even know what you’re doing to me…”

“No? I don’t… Why not show me.”

Taking her to the dance mirror and placing her gently against it. The handle bars supported her weight, as I stand between her legs, it didn’t take long to crash my lips into hers. Her lips were softer than I’d imagine, the sweet taste of cherries and rum lingering in my mouth, and the kisses were passionate, affectionate, and highly addictive. I bit her bottom lip, a small moan came out of her mouth, and that of a little moan drove me to insanity. My tongue slid in her mouth fighting for dominance, but she won that round, until I got control of her. The kisses became hot and steamy. My left hand roamed up under her shirt, feeling her soft bare skin, and it wasn’t until finally I was squeezing her right breast, and the pinching her nipple. As for my right hand, it slowly made its way up her left thigh and cupping her butt, gently squeezing it. Her moans grew more and more, as I pulled away from the kiss.

“Baby, you’re so beautiful… You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.” I slid my right hand in her panties. “It feels so hot and wet… We’ve haven’t got started, and you’re already wet for me”

“I could say the same for you too; your pants are already tight.” She teased. Kissing her collarbone gently, I slid my middle finger in her wet core, curving it as she moans in pleasure gripping my shoulders. “I wonder how it tastes…” Pulling my finger out, dripping wet, hot and sticky it was. I licked her juices in my mouth; the taste was sweet, and I just can’t get enough, I was hooked. The look on her face was the face I’ll never forget… the look that she wanted more. I ripped her panties off, lift her higher so her heated core was all I can see, resting her leg on my shoulders, and blew cool air; hearing a small squeal escape her lips

“Please… oh, please~“

“I can’t do anything unless you tell me, princess.” She looked down to me, in full pleasure of desperation, her core dripping wet, her golden eyes drew darker than before.

“Please, eat me.” Her voiced grew darker, giving me chills and excitement.

“Your wish is my command.” I growled under my breath. I buried my face between her thighs; my tongue darted into her sweet pussy, licking her folds up and down. Kissing and sucking her clit, as she clawed my hair between her hands. Her legs began to shake; her moans and breathing grew more and louder, calling my name more and more. Some moans and grunts escaped my mouth as well, for the taste and excitement. I stopped; slowly put her back down, placing her on the handle bars as she wrapped her legs around me once more. I looked at her, embracing her beauty, placing one hand on the side of her face. For sure, I felt as if I was in heaven.

“What’s the matter? Why’d did yo-.”

“I love you.” Her face lightened, she was speechless. “I love you, and I don’t want to lose you ever. You accept me of who I am, you listened to my bitching and whining, when everyone doubted me you were there to support me and the idea. Your eyes, your wits, and your smile… everything about you I can’t ignore. Even the times I play so hard to get, or when I pretend to be stubborn, I couldn’t get you off my mind. Seeing you make me feel I’m safe and secure, but mostly loved. I love you; I want to make you mines tonight, I want to know the real you, not the ‘late night convos, then sex, and leave’ you-”

“(Y/N).” I paused. “My name is (Y/N).”

I smiled and kissed her left collarbone. “Once we do this, we can never go back.”

“Then kiss me.” She said softly. I kissed her softly, but yet passionately hard. I carried her to the bed and gently lie her down while hovering over her. She reached to take off my pants, but stop her instead.

“I’ll be the one pleasing you tonight. You’ve done so much for me already. As much as I love seeing your pretty mouth on my length, let me give you this in return; all of me.” She lied back down pulling me towards her, and kiss my lips, jawline and neck. A moan escaped from my mouth, as she found my weak spot. I quickly pulled away, and took my pants, including my boxers off, along with my shirt. I took her top off while giving her butterfly kisses, and stood back in awe. “(Y/N)…”

“Yes Yoongi?”

“Only if you had my eyes to see… what masterpiece you are.” she smiled as came close to her.

“Are you trying to get into my pants? At least take me out to dinner first.” She joked. I laughed and gave a peck on her lips. I positioned both hands beside her, my dick rubbing on her entrance as she calls my name. Then I entered inside her slowly, so I can embrace the wet heated core. “ Every time we meet again, you pussy is tight… just the way I like it.” I looked at her seeing discomfort on her face. “If you want me to stop, we can.”

“No… continue baby. I’ll be okay. It’s been awhile.”

“Only if you didn’t keep ignoring me, I can fuck you as many times as you want.” I kept going deeper and deeper with each stroke. As I look at her, the discomfort disappeared, her pupils dilated as if she was on pure ecstasy. I pushed her up more on the bed, so my body could be on the bed too. Her body, her core, her kisses… I couldn’t get enough, and I started to pound her harder and harder.

“Yoongi, ahh…” She moaned out loud.

“Say you love me.”

“I love you… I love you Yoongi.” Those words made me go faster and harder, as she clawed by back. “No one else is allowed to fuck you, but me.” I pound her to every word I said. “This…Pussy…Is…Mines!”

“Yes daddy.” Those words were the que to my weakness.

“… fuck baby, you feel so good.” I looked at her, and her eyes were shut, feeling every sensation I was giving her. We fucked many times, occasionally; but tonight… tonight was different.

“Cum for me; cum on my length babygirl.”

“I’m close, I’m close- ahhhhh~” She came allover on my dick, and it didn’t take long for me to cum inside of her. I rode out our highs and collapsed right next her pulling the sheets to cover us. We were both panting, out of breath, sweaty, and tired.

“Did you mean it?” she looked at me puzzled.

“Mean what?”

“You, loving me?” She moved closer to me and looked into my eyes.

“I wouldn’t trade you for anything. I meant every word.”

“Including daddy? You know, I prefer “Oppa”.” I teased as she rolled her eyes at me, before drifting to sleep. I kissed her forehead, holding her close to me and watched her sleep; it didn’t take long for me to fall asleep right next to her.

It was 10:25 am, the sun shined through the window. I stretched out my arms, feeling the other side of the bed empty. I quickly jumped up, looking around… knowing that her presence is gone. I sat there, lifeless, fooled knowing she’ll leave like it or not.

“Why the long face, Oppa?” A voice came from the bathroom doorway. A smile formed on my face, as I turn my head to look at her. I guess I was wrong, she is here to stay… for good.

(This is my first smut, Hope I did well)

wayward-girl  asked:

Of course I'm going to send you a prompt to do, you beautiful human. Congrats on your follower count, you deserve every one of them. I challenge you to prompt #8, "this is never what I wanted" with Jared or Sam. You choose💕

This was never what I wanted.”

*flashbacks also in italics*


Sam’s POV

Throbbing pain. That’s all I felt. It wasn’t the kind of pain that came from heartbreak or losing something you loved. It was the kind of pain that came from slamming your fist through a wall - because that’s exactly what I had done.

She was gone, just like that. She left nothing for me to remember her by other than the pang in my heart and the rage I had for the son of a bitch that took her from me. I ran my hand under the cold water pouring from the bathroom faucet, pink droplets falling where the blood washed from the scrapes and cuts along my knuckles. As I watched the water swirl around the drain and disappear, every thought I had was her.


“You think I planned this?” She threw her arms out as she waited for my response.

My mouth popped open and closed twice before she rolled her eyes and turned her back on me, stamping to our bedroom.

“Just wait!” I reached for her arm, spinning her back to me. “I never claimed you planned this, Y/N. I just wish you would’ve told me before right now.” My eyes met hers, both sets brimming with tears.

“Sam, please. How was I supposed to tell you about this? What did you want me to say? ‘Oh, yeah, I sold my soul and I’m actually enslaved to Crowley for the rest of eternity, but we can live happily ever after until you finally kick the bucket.’? You think I planned to fall in love with a Winchester?” Her tears spilled over and streamed down her cheeks.

“That’s… no. Crowley? I’ve seen Crowley since I met you, since we ‘got married.’“ I air-quoted. “He would’ve fucking told me.” I hissed through gritted teeth.

“You really give the King of Hell that much credit?” She raised an eyebrow, her tone unbelieving. 

“I shouldn’t.” I sighed. “Damn it. The one good thing I had…” 

“Sam, I have to go.” She stepped toward me and laid her palms on my forearms while I held her waist.

“You don’t. We can figure something out.” I shook my head, unwilling to let her leave me so soon.

“We can’t, trust me. I’ve tried everything. Crowley won’t make any kind of deal with me. My fate is sealed.” Her wet eyes stared up into mine.

I couldn’t think of anything to say to even try to make this better, so I just poured every ounce of love I’d ever had for her into a kiss. A goodbye kiss. When we broke apart, she turned for the door again.

Reader’s POV

As the door clicked and locked, effectively keeping me from re-entering the place I’d called home for the past almost five years, I broke entirely. Sobs shook my body while I collapsed onto the hard pavement below me. Crowley’s feet appeared in my line of sight, and I cursed his name, wrapping my arms around my chest and grasping for anything to keep me grounded. 

“Time to go, love.” He said, accent piercing my eardrums like nails on a chalkboard.

My arms loosened around my body as my hands fell to my stomach, holding what would soon be a growing bump.

“I told you, you and that first born are mine. That was the deal.” His voice was sly, like he’d won it all. 

“I’m so sorry, baby. This was never what I wanted.” My hand rubbed over my shirt, apologizing to the baby Sam would never know, the baby that could’ve been our happily ever after, but ultimately, the baby that would know Crowley as its father, and come to rule Hell.

“You should’ve thought about that, dear, before you promised me not only your soul, but the soul of the precious little thing inside you. All for the Moose. You gave it all up for a man who will be giving his all to a slew of shoddy diner waitresses in the back seat of his brother’s terribly outdated car before you even give birth to this child.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he pressed his fingers together and snapped, effectively transporting me and my unborn child to Hell, where I’d spend the rest of… well, forever.


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Nice Going.

“Crickee! I need you!” Tony yelled. I rolled my eyes and got up from my homework.

“Whattt!?” I groaned, heading towards his lab.

“Can you pass me that wrench?” he asked once I got down.

“And you couldn’t do that yourself?” I said handing it to him.

“I could have but… I need your help. You’re small enough to fit under to fix the wiring.” Tony said, rolling out from under some contraption. I looked down at my chest and back at him. He noticed and smiled.

“You can still fit. Come on.” he said handing me some cutters.

“What exactly am I doing?” I asked, rolling under.

“You’re fixing our maid.” Steve said from the doorway.

“Not exactly. These are kind of like the Iron Legion, except they cater to needs.” Tony implied.

“You mean your needs.” Steve joked.

“Aren’t you and Sam suppose to be on a date right about now?” Tony teased. They both laughed and I rolled my eyes.

“If you guys are done flirting, can one of you guys hand me a monkey wrench and some tape?” I asked, sticking my hand out.

“Just because your Uncle and I are best friends doesn’t mean you get to snap at me Crickee.” Tony joked, slapping the tape in my hand.

“And just because you’ve known me since I was in diapers doesn’t mean you should boss me around.” I shot back.

“Ouch! You’re gonna let him talk to you like that Mr. Stark?” said an unfamiliar voice.

“The ‘him’ that you’re implying to is actually a her.” Tony said as I rolled out from under. I pressed the center of the robot and it turned on.

“Who’s a him?” I asked, cleaning my hands. I looked up and saw a boy. Correction: a semi cute boy.

“Forgive me. I thought you were a dude.” said the boy. I scoffed and shook my hair over my shoulder with a small shake.

“Girls cant fix robots?” I said crossing my arms. He turned a very light pink making him a bit cuter.

“N-no I didn’t mean t-that.” he stuttered.

“It’s alright Peter. Crickee was just messing with you.” Steve said, patting his shoulder. I went up to Peter and extended my hand out.

“I’m Carter. But I go by Crickee.” I said as he shook my hand. He asked how I got the nickname and Tony laughed.

“She got it because she’s amazing at hide and seek. Her secret? She’s a cheater.” Tony said, coughing the word “cheater”

“I don’t cheat. It’s just that Tony is a sore loser.” I said, coughing the word “sore loser.” Tony and I smiled at one a other.

“I’m hungry. Rogers? Let’s get some food.” Tony asked, leaving Peter and I alone.

“Sorry I mistook you as a guy. But finding out you were a girl was even better.” Peter said, his hands in his pockets. I smiled and told him it was okay. We spent a while getting to know each other and I found myself starting to like him.

“No way! I like Star Wars too! I don’t really know a lot of girls who do!” Peter said, his eyes lighting up.

“Most girls aren’t as nerdy as I am.” I said, playfully pushing his shoulder. He laughed and did the same. As he did it, my hand brushed a wrench causing it to fall. We both leaned down to pick it up and bumped our heads, causing us to laugh. We looked at each other for a while and I felt us getting closer. Our lips hovered over one another before we heard a small crash outside the door. I grabbed the remote and turned off the two way mirror effect to see Tony on top of a cart and Steve crouched down next to him.

“Nice going Tony. You ruined their moment and our cover.” Steve said, his voice muffled from the glass.

“Don’t mind me Crickee. Go back to your business.” Tony said, propping his head on his hands and looking at us. Steve dragged him away and gave us a thumbs up.

“Sh-should we continue?” Peter asked, rubbing the back of his neck and looking at me sideways. I bit my lip and smiled. I walked up to him and pulled him in for a small but soft kiss. His eyes lit up and he pulled me closer.

“Get it Crickee!” I overheard Tony shout. We broke apart and saw Tony peering out from a corner.

“Tony!” shouted Steve. Tony took off running and we saw Steve chase after him, causing us to laugh.

Plan for the day:

Therapy

Panera as comfort food to recover from above

wrestling with grades to get all the pre-work done to set up so it’s easier to get through the MASSIVE workload I have to do tomorrow and can’t do until tomorrow

She’ll love you (Dan Howell imagine)

This was requested a while ago and I finally finished editing it so here it is! Hope you enjoy reading!

Y/D/N=Your daughters name 

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“But Y/N, what if she doesn’t like me?” Dan whined “I mean, she might not be used to a man in the house, let alone in her life!”

Today I thought it was finally time to introduce Dan to Y/D/N. At first, I was a little hesitant. You see, my ex-husband left when she was only 3 months old so she’s never really been around a man in her life. Until now. 

Me and Dan have been together for almost a year now, so I think it’s the right time for both my favourite in the world to meet. I rolled my eyes at how stupid Dan was being. Y/D/N was going to adore him, I mean they’re practically the same person.

“Dan, calm down she’ll love you!” I took his hands in mine and pecked his lips softly. “Now, I’m gonna go get her from nursery and then we’ll both see you when we get back, okay?”

“Okay, I love you” he smiled

“I love you too” I said, putting my coat on and walking out the door. I opened the car door and got in.  Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I started up the car. Don’t get me wrong, I was really anxious. Today could interpret the future for the rest of our lives. All in all, I wanted everyone to be happy.

I parked up and made my way down to the school. It was so colourful! Maybe a bit too colourful. It was quite busy as every single parent was either trying to get in or get out. Luckily, the path to Y/D/N’s class was nearly empty so that was a relief.

When she got out, her hair was all messed up and her hands and dress had paint all over it. “Hey baby, what happened to you?” I chuckled

“We were painting pictures of what we like best and I tried to draw you but then Joseph knocked the the paint pot over and it went all over me and the picture” She pouted, her voice like a chipmunk.

“Oh no worries sweetheart, I’m sure it will look lovely, come on lets go home!” I held her hand as we made our way back to the car. I strapped her in before starting up the car once again.

A few minutes later, I drove up the driveway to our house and stopped the engine. Y/D/N started to get out the car. “Y/D/N wait a minute, I need to talk to you!” I said. She slowly closed the door and sat back in her seat, looking confused. “So, you know how mummy has been mentioning her special friend for a long time!” She nodded “Well, he’s here now and he really wants to meet you!”

Her face lit up at the word meet. She loved meeting new people, big or not. “Okay, lets go!” she squealed. I quickly got out the car and went round to her side. I unbuckled her belt and helped out the car. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she ran to the front door, eager to get inside and meet this new person.

Unlocking it, she quickly ran straight in looking for Dan. “Slow down, he’s not going anywhere!” Well I hope not. Suddenly, I here an all too familiar laugh from the kitchen and guessed Y/D/N did too as she quickly ran to the kitchen, with me following behind. We both found Dan watching YouTube video on his phone. He had his back turned towards the door, making him an easy victim of a jump scare. I looked at the five year old girl next to me and held my finger up to my lips, making the “shhh” signal. I slowly crept up to Dan’s back before shouting:

BOO!

Except this time I was accompanied with a small tiny voice as well.

Dan jumped back with a loud scream, nearly dropping his phone whilst in the process. Y/D/N and I both started laughing hardly, the small girl on the floor with tears in her eyes.

“Oh my god, you guys scared the life out of me!” Dan said holding his chest tightly. I hugged him softly, still laughing.

“I’m sorry, my love” I said and kissed him on the cheek. I then remembered that my daughter was in the same room. Dan let go of me and bent down to Y/D/N’s height.

“Hi, my names Dan!” he said, showing his dimpled smile, “You must be Y/D/N”

Y/D/N nodded and laughed “Yeah”

Her and Dan talked for hours and hours until it was time for the small child to go to sleep. She hugged Dan before gong up the stairs into her bright blue room. I read her a story and after the first few paragraphs, she was sound asleep.

Quietly, I went downstairs and entered the living room, where Dan was sat watching “The Walking Dead” He smiled as I sat down on the sofa and lay my head on his shoulder.

“Y/N?” Dan’s voice was croak

“Yeah?” I said, siting up and looking at his gorgeous brown eyes. He smiled lightly and then grabbed my hands.

“I really love both you and Y/D/N, I think she’s a beautiful little lady just like her mother” I blushed at his comment. “I just wanted to say thank you for trusting me and letting me into your life, because I realise that’s a very hard thing to do but I’m so glad you did”

By the time he finished talking, I was in tears. Not even my ex-husband a=had said anything that sweet before. I grabbed Dan’s face and kissed him passionately, before turning back to the film

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Thank you guys so much for reading!!!!!

Never Again.

TRIGGER WARNING-MENTION OF ABUSE AND TALK OF BRUISES
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Request- May I have a Theo x reader? Maybe where she is really introverted so no one knows about her abusive father, until Theo sees the bruises on her skin and she finally confesses everything, including that she’s in love with him. Really protective and loving Theo, pleaseee ❤️
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As I sat in my bedroom, door locked, I tried to calm myself down. I hated being at home because of what I had to deal with every day, and I hated going to school because im quiet and no one talks to the quiet girl who is always listening to music and trying to escape reality. My dad, no scratch that, my biological father, treats me like his own personal punching bag when he is home, and when he isn’t home, he is working for the sheriff. If they only knew what they did to his own daughter. A knock at the front door, ripped me from my thoughts, my father has a key, he wouldn’t need to knock, but who would be at my front door? I just took a deep breath, unlocked my bedroom door and headed for the front door. Before I got to the door, I could see someone standing there, hands in their pockets, looked about to be my age but who was it? I looked at my arms and sighed. I grabbed a jacket from the closet and walked to the front door. As soon as I opened it, I regretted. I saw Theo Raeken standing there, in all his glory. The guy I’ve been madly in love with for over a year now. He looked at me and smiled slightly before he cocked an eyebrow at me.
“Can I come in?” He asked causing me to just nod, against my better judgement. As soon as he went to talk a step in the house, I put a hand on his chest and pushed him back out the door, lightly.
“No, you can’t. I want you to but he will be home soon.” I said causing Theo to cock an eyebrow again and walk in, anyway.
“That’s why I’m here, (Y/N)” He said, taking me by surprise that he even knew my name. I didn’t want Theo to get hurt and I knew he would get hurt if he was here when my father came home. Theo walked around the house, slowly an softly as if he was looking for something or someone.
“What do you mean?” I asked causing him to sigh and lean against my bedroom door frame.
“I mean, I’m here because I saw the bruises on your arms during gym class. Your sleeves on your shirt rode up and you pulled them back down pretty quickly but I still saw them and they weren’t the kind of bruises that were caused by self-harm. So, I figured it had to be something at home.” He said causing me to take a shaky breath.
“Why do you even care?” I asked quietly. He looked hurt for a second, as if my words were hurting him. He just sighed but before he could answer with real words, we both heard a car door shut from outside.
“(Y/N), get behind me.” Theo said, taking my hand gently. I knew Theo wouldn’t hurt me but I didn’t want Theo didn’t getting hurt by my father for trying to protect me. I was about to protest but the front door opening, made me run behind Theo as we both stood in my door frame, our hands still interlocked.
“(Y/N)! I’m home!” He yelled, causing me to wince and Theo’s hand to squeeze mind, reassuring me that he was right there with me. A few seconds later I saw my father staring at us from down the hall. He chuckled and took a few steps towards us, making them slow and agonizing.
“Who the hell are you?” He asked with another chuckle, Theo growled lowly, taking me by surprise but not moving a muscle.
“I’m someone who cares about your daughter, more than she knows, more than you care about her based on what her arms look like.” Theo said, causing my father to lock eyes with me, I broke the stare quickly, my heart racing. Theo felt me jerk from behind him.
“Don’t you look at her. I’m getting her out of here, away from you. She deserves better than this.” Theo said as my father was getting closer and closer with every passing second but Theo wasn’t budging.
“Leave.” Theo said, claws coming out of his hands, one of them I was still holding. I could see Theo’s eyes in the reflection of the hallway mirror, they were now a deep amber. I had never seen my dad, scared before, until now. He didn’t say anything, he just turned around and left, just like that. Once we heard the car outside start and pull away, we both let out a breath, we didn’t know we were holding. I didn’t care what Theo was but it was better than the monster that my father was.
“Theo?” I whispered even though it was just us in the house. I cupped his face, walking around his side and in front of him to face him, his eyes back to normal, his hands back to normal as well. His eyes were brimmed with tears, which made me give him a questioning look.
“I’ve wanted to get to know you from the first time I saw you. You were different than the other girls in this town. Gentle, quiet and sweet and it kills me to think that someone would ever hurt you, especially your own father.” He said causing my head to tilt and look at him with a loving look.
“You saved me from him, Theo. Truth be told, I’ve loved you since the first day I saw you. You’re strong, fearless, independent. You take pride in who you are and I don’t know what you turned into a few minutes ago but I don’t care. That man has abusing me for seventeen years and you stopped him, I don’t think I’ve ever loved you more than I do right now.” I said, tears now in my eyes as well. Theo took both of my hands in his, and ran his thumbs across my knuckles.
‘You can come live with me, we have a spare room in our house. I would never hurt you and I want to get to know more about you.” He said, causing me to nod silently and rest my forehead on his.
“Never again will he lay a finger on you. Never again.” He whispered kissing my nose as a stray tear ran down my cheek and onto my lips. I felt safe for the first time in my life and it was with someone who people were terrified of. I guess the damaged are always the people to see the best in others. I was beyond thankful for Theo and I was always beyond ready to be rid of these bruises. In time they would heal, in time I would fall even more in love with Theo and in time, he would feel the same way too.

anonymous asked:

Don't watch Skam. It glorifies fuck boys.

Mate :) I have my two eyes, my brain still works and I think I’m old and experienced enough to decide if something is glorifying fuckboys or not :) But you know, first I need to see it with my both two eyes, right? :) Besides, if I should not watch tv shows that glorify fuckboys then I should not watch Teen Wolf and Mieciu Stilinski, don’t you think? :)

Also, if we should not watch tv shows that glorify bad, problematic, not good things then we all should stop watch television and movies and stop read books :) Just saying :)

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Word Count: ~600

Characters: MOC!Dean x Reader  

Warnings: some major angst, implied smut

Summary: This is Part 2 of “We can fix this”. During the events of 10x23 Dean makes a decision to keep the reader and his unborn child safe.

A/N: I’m fairly new to this whole writing thing so any sort of feedback is highly appreciated!! There will definitely be a third part and maybe even more. In the next part we will see what happens when Dean asks Death to kill him. I’m trying to somewhat stick to the actual events in spn but with the reader inserted into the actions. I hope you guys like the stuff I’m writing, let me know if you do and let’s see what happens with the reader! Lots of love xx

Read part 1 here


Where we left off:

“Please Dean you have to come back.” My hand wandered to the spot on his arm where the mark was “We can fix this.”

I could see in his eyes how he fought his emotions. He was trying to make a decision.

Dean drew his hand from my face to wipe away a tear that made its way down his cheek, breaking the eye contact he looked down.

“I can’t.” he said with a hoarse voice. I pulled his chin up so he could look me in the eyes

“You have to baby. You have to fight this but the right way. Even if it’s not for me then-“ I stopped, took his hand and dragged it closer to me, about to tell him what I found out not long ago.

After inhaling deeply I slowly placed his hand on my lower stomach. “Then for this.”


I watched his reaction closely and what would happen next was not what I expected at all.

I expected him to be angry, confused, happy or even disappointed but not this…

His mouth fell slightly open and he blankly stared at his hand laying on my stomach.

Slowly he looked up right into my eyes and moved his calloused hands to both sides of my face.

Then he pressed his lips onto mine.

He put so many emotions into this kiss that I was unsure whether or not my legs would hold me up any longer. I was overwhelmed. He said nothing yet he told me everything.

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