ESFP–Sunflower: loves the spotlight of a good sunbeam; can often be seen enjoy open fields on dreamy summer road trips; enjoys dancing along with others to the movement of the sun.
ESTP–Thistle: colorful and hardy; can thrive in the most challenging and unusual places; tends to take over a bit sometimes; adventurous.
ISFP–Baby’s Breath: sweet, soft, and airy; brightens any bouquet with a gentle artistic touch; classically creative.
ISTP–Dandelion: knows how to grow and thrive even through sidewalk cracks; not terribly picky; very persistent; enjoys a good thrill; adaptive to many environments.
ENFP–Forget-me-nots: very bright and unforgettable personalities; will really cling to you and very much appreciates your lasting company; sweet, hardy, and colorful enough to light up an entire forest floor.
ENTP–Foxglove: lovely, bright, and entertaining; outgoing and colorful; has a darker side as well which earned it names like “dead man’s bells” and “witch’s gloves”; enjoy its company but be careful as well.
INFP–Daisy: free spirits that happily crown the head of an independent mind; sweet yet strong; not easily contained to a determined place to grow.
INTP–Cornflower: a modest yet bright blue flower; was long considered a weed but now has many interesting and admirable uses including in cooking, fine tea blends, and dyes.
ESFJ–Rose: classic and knows how to please; often associated with good social interactions; traditional and timeless.
ESTJ–Magnolia: dominates the are it’s in; commands attention; knows how to delight with lovely fragrances.
ISFJ–Wild Rose: sweet and delicate; does have thorns despite gentle appearance; modest yet lights up a forest.
ISTJ–Jasmine: small yet strong; knows how to command your attention with wonderful perfumes; not extravagant yet lovely and very pleasing.
ENFJ–Orchid: needs just the right kind of care in order to thrive; elegant and sophisticated; classic and a good crowd-pleaser.
ENTJ–Amaryllis: blooms when the time is high for gifts and a center table place surrounded by many decorations is likely; not frilly; commanding.
INFJ–African Violet: delicate and sweet; small yet brings great beauty to any place, natural or not; can be quite picky about getting just the right kind of care, but if you treat it well, it will give you its all.
INTJ–Night-blooming Cereus: lovely but only opens up one night a year; elusive and enjoys the quiet of the night; is very rare but a wonderful sight to those who are lucky enough to witness a full bloom.
Even today, we are generally told that gigantic organizations are inescapably necessary; but when we look closely we can notice that as soon as great size has been created there is often a strenuous attempt to attain smallness within bigness.
listen to me. love, true love, does not ask you to change any of the harmless things about you. you don’t have to be smarter for them. you don’t have to stop taking pictures of the sky, or reading children’s literature, or listening to silly music, or writing poetry about everything that happens to you. I want you never to allow anyone to make you feel small for the beautiful things that you have collected to make your iridescent, unique heart. love yourself enough to stay true to that heart. okay?
Swearing, mention of rape, mention of domestic violence. Justin being so
miserable should be a warning too (my little nugget). Spoilers, so if you
haven’t seen episode 11 yet and don’t want to be spoiled, don’t read it! Also,
my terrible writing skills.
Word count: 3798.
To anyone who reads this, thank you and sorry. This is the first (and probably
last) time I post one of my imagines. Bear with me guys, as English is not my
native language. It’s really long and I’m sorry about that but I got carried away.
I hope you enjoy it still! I SWEAR IT’S A MONTY FIC EVEN THOUGH IT DOESN’T LOOK
LIKE IT AT FIRST!
down at the bottle of beer she was holding, Y/N sighed. She was starting to feel
bored, her only occupation for the last five minutes being to watch the
droplets slowly slide down the cold surface of the bottle. It’s been almost
three hours since she had arrived at Bryce’s. At first, it was fun. She chatted
with her friends, ate some junk food they had ordered and watched a movie with
some of them. But now here she was, sitting on the armrest of the couch next to
her boyfriend who was currently playing some sort of video game with another
boy, while Jessica, Zach and Bryce were playing cards on the table nearby.
Swiftly bringing the beverage to
her lips, she finished her drink and put the now empty green bottle on the
coffee table in front of her before turning to look at her boyfriend –
Montgomery. His eyes were focused on the TV and his brows furrowed as he
quickly pressed random buttons on his controller, doing his best not to let his
Y/N smiled to herself as she watched him,
thinking back to the day he asked her out for the first time, almost six months
ago. She had turned him down at first, because of the reputation he had
regarding girls. But after a few weeks of him making efforts; leaving cute
notes in her locker, walking or driving her home and even showing up at her
doorstep with a bouquet of her favourite flowers, she caved in – finally
accepting to have dinner at Rosie’s with the one and only – Montgomery De la
Cruz. The date went surprisingly well and now here they were, five months
later, still together and incredibly happy.
Y/N’s phone buzzed in her pocket, signalling
that she had an incoming call. Standing up, she excused herself, even though
nobody really paid attention to her since they were all concentrated on their
games. She frowned at the caller ID – Justin,
it read, her best friend. They’ve all been waiting for him to show up for quite
a while now, why would he be calling her? She closed the glass door behind her as
she stepped out of the house and walked a little further into the garden before
“Hello?” She asked, glancing back to the pool
house and the jocks who were playing table foot close-by.
“Y/N, thank God. You have to go to Bryce’s,
Jess is there and you’re the one who lives the closest to him, and-” Justin
rambled, worry filling his voice which made Y/N frown again.
“Jus,” She cut him off “I’m already there. We
all are, actually. We’re waiting for you.” She explained and waited for him to
say something but as seconds passed, he stayed silent. She could still hear him
breathing thought, so she knew he hadn’t hung up on her. “Justin?”
“Fuck. Yeah okay, we’ll be there in ten.” He
said and ended the call, leaving Y/N standing in the middle of Bryce’s garden
confused as ever.
Putting her phone back in her pocket, she made
her way back to her friends. Monty looked up at her as she sat next to him,
taking her hand in his and bringing it up to his lips. He left a quick kiss on
the top of her hand and watched fondly as a small smile formed on her beautiful
face. They might have been dating for only five months but he was deeply and
madly in love with that girl. She has changed him so much, for the best of
course. He couldn’t help but smile back at Y/N as she slid down the armrest
right into his side, wrapping her arms around him.
“Monty, come on! We’re gonna get killed again!” Matt,
with whom Monty has been playing the whole evening, whined, elbowing him in the
ribs to get his attention. Montgomery groaned in annoyance, pressing his lips
to Y/N’s temple before going back to the game as she went back to being bored.
Only a few minutes passed before the door to
the pool house opened again. Y/N turned around, a big smile plastered to her
face as she knew that her best friend has finally arrived. She was beyond happy
to spend some time with him, as they haven’t seen each other much these last
couple of days. But her smile was replaced by a frown as soon as she saw him.
Justin was clearly angry, his eyes cold, his lips pressed in a thin line. Alex
was right behind him, walking slowly, his head hanging low. Bryce turned around
as well as he heard the boys enter, a big smile made its way to his face.
“Justin! Alex! About fucking time you guys.
These cards are getting stale. Come on, sit down.” He said, inviting both boys
to join in the game.
“Actually,” Justin started, glaring at Jess who
kept on avoiding making eye contact with her boyfriend. “Jess and I had this
“Pff, no we don’t.” Jessica scoffed, shuffling
the cards for another round.
Y/N shifted uncomfortably on the couch,
watching the encounter between her best friend and his girlfriend. She hadn’t
even noticed that Monty had paused the game until he grabbed her hand with his,
squeezing it comfortingly. The girl’s eyes briefly met with her boyfriend’s
before she turned her attention back to the other couple, who was full on
fighting by now. Worry filled her eyes and her heart broke a little at how wretched
her best friend looked. He had bags under his eyes, his cheeks were slightly
red. Y/N has known Justin for almost her whole life. Ever since they were
little, they were inseparable and always had each other’s backs. They’re both
very protective of each other, and know everything about each other. Y/N is one
of the rare people who has seen Justin cry, she’s one of the rare people who’s
always willing to help him when things go down at his house, with his mother or
her boyfriends. And he helped her multiple times as well. He helped her when
she was lonely, when her parents would leave for weeks because of work, when
they would argue; he helped her with bad break-ups, with everything. The Justin
she knew was so much different than the Justin everybody saw. So seeing him so miserable
always hurt her as well.
Somehow Justin ended up sitting facing Jess,
his eyes not leaving her as she continued paying no mind to him. Zach awkwardly
coughed before explaining the rules of the game to the boy.
“Don’t worry, I got you stakes.” Bryce said to
Justin once Zach finished talking. “Your girlfriend has been playing with my
money all night anyway.” He smirked as he passed some cash to the basketball
“Alex, sit down!” Jessica finally piped in,
ignoring her boyfriend’s glances once again.
Y/N couldn’t help but wonder why Jessica was
acting so strangely tonight. Her eyes shifted from Alex to Jess, and then back
to Justin. Her eyes caught Justin’s tired blue ones for a second and she gave
him a weak smile, as to tell him that ‘everything is going to be okay’. But he brushed
her off, his jaw clenching as he turned back to Jess who was now dragging Alex
to the table. Y/N sighed, usually Justin would smile back, sometimes even nod
at her as to say ‘thank you’.
“Do you want to get out of here?” Monty
whispered into Y/N’s ear, his lips only an inch away from her ear as he did not
want anyone else to hear him. He knew his girlfriend hated fights, and that she
hated seeing her best friend like this. Y/N turned to her boyfriend smiling
slightly, grateful that he was trying to get them out of that uncomfortable
situation. Her lips parted as she was going to give him an answer, but she was quickly
interrupted by Justin.
“Jess, what the fuck?” The boy raised his
voice, glaring at Jessica who was now comfortably sitting on Bryce’s lap, a
wicked smile plastered to her face. Eventually Jess faced her boyfriend, who
was barely containing his anger by now.
“Your deal.” She spat coldly at him as she gave
him some cards.
“I don’t wanna play fucking cards right now.”
Justin growled, pushing himself closer to her over the table.
“I said, your deal!” The brunette yelled and
threw a few cards in his face, causing him to jump back a little in surprise.
“Shit.” Monty said, grabbing Y/N’s hand again
and tugging at it as he stood up, ready to leave before the argument turned into
something worse. But he barely had time to pull her to him before Justin stood
up as well and started walking towards the exit, expecting his girlfriend to
follow him. But as she didn’t, he took a step back and gripped her arm, yanking
her away from Bryce. Y/N gasped as she watched her best friend violently
pulling his girlfriend out of the pool house.
“Let’s go.” Monty said looking at his girl with
soft eyes, ready to take her as far as possible from the argument. He
intertwined his fingers with Y/N’s and let her out of the little building. But
once outside, things got even worse, much to Y/N’s dismay.
“Don’t touch me like that. Don’t you ever touch
me like that.” Jessica screamed as she broke free from Justin’s grip. She
pushed him away, making him stumble back a few feet, her eyes full of rage.
“Buddy, calm down.” Bryce said calmly, taking a
step towards the couple in an attempt to lighten the tension.
“Stay the fuck away from her!” Justin yelled,
approaching his former best friend, anger radiating from his tall frame.
“What is your problem, Justin?” Jessica questioned,
clearly irritated by now. She looked from Bryce to her boyfriend, her bottom
Surprise was written over everybody’s faces,
except Y/N’s. She was more concerned than surprised to be honest, as she knew
that the couple was going through a rough path. She didn’t know that it was
that bad, though. Y/N averted her eyes from the couple and focused on the dirty
“Why the fuck are you here with Bryce?” The
fight went on as Justin cried out, tears welling in the corners of his eyes.
Y/N didn’t want to witness the fight anymore,
she had had enough. Deciding that it was better to leave, she pulled her
boyfriend away from the small group. But she stopped in her tracks as Zach
“Guys, this does not need to happen.” He said
calmly, looking between the three people concerned – Jessica, Justin and Bryce.
“Maybe it does.” Alex said as he took a step
forward, bringing all the attention to him. Y/N was over confused now. She did
not understand a single thing, and frankly, she did not want to.
“Tell me why you care.” Jessica pleaded softly.
Blocking everything and everyone from her mind,
Y/N let go of Monty’s hand, slowly making her way away from the group and out
of this whole drama. She couldn’t take the screaming, the pain, anymore. It
reminded her of home way too much. She took only a couple of steps before
Justin’s voice caused her to freeze in the spot, and what he yelled out made
her breath hitch and the blood in her veins run cold.
“Because he fucking raped you!” Silence filled
the air after Justin’s outburst.
Y/N’s heart pounded in her ribcage, her breaths
short as she turned around only to see Jess let out a loud sob and Justin
charge at Bryce. She watched with tears in her eyes as Zach held Justin back and
her boyfriend held Bryce away from the other boy.
He raped her. He fucking raped her. Y/N’s eyes landed on Bryce and for a mere few seconds
his eyes caught hers. There was no emotion in them whatsoever. No guilt, no
regret, nothing. His stare was cold
and caused shivers to run down her spine. The girl looked away as she felt sick
to the stomach. Only thinking about it made her ill. Y/N had always known that
Bryce was a heartless bastard who had no respect for anyone, especially women,
and treated everyone like trash, but rape? It was something she wasn’t
expecting, even from him. The sound of Jessica’s palm colliding with Justin’s
cheek brought her back to reality. She looked over at her best friend who was
standing in the middle of the little circle that had formed, with a clear
handprint on his left cheek and tears falling from his eyes as Jess pushed past
him, storming away.
Y/N’s gaze followed her and without really
thinking it through she ran after the girl, stumbling a little over her own
feet as her mind was still somewhere else. Catching up with the brunette, she
softly put her hand on her shoulder to stop her from walking further away.
Jessica flinched away from the girl’s touch, her eyes sending draggers at her
as she continued on her way to her car.
“Jess, hold on.” Y/N said, her throat dry and
voice hoarse. Rolling her eyes, Jessica turned to face the other girl who was
playing with her fingers, obviously uncomfortable with the whole situation.
“What?” She spat, a quick laugh leaving her
lips as she noticed a tear sliding down Y/N’s cheek. “Why are you crying?” She crossed her arms over
her chest, waiting for an answer as she played with her car keys.
“You… You shouldn’t be driving right now, not
in this state of mind.” Y/N croaked out mentioning to the keys with her hand,
not really knowing what to say to the girl. Contrary to popular belief, Y/N did
appreciate the young brunette, she considered her a friend now; and that’s why
she followed her out there in the cold night trying to help her, to comfort
“Oh, for fuck’s sake Y/N. Just leave me alone.”
Turning back on her heel Jessica trotted over to her car. However, the other
girl refused to let her go and ran up to her, swiftly taking the keys from the
shaking girl before she could even open the vehicle, and then taking a step
back in precaution. “What the fuck do you want?” Jessica yelled in her face,
her pupils dilated because of the tears, but also because of the anger she felt
at the moment. “Why don’t you go comfort your ‘oh so great best friend’?”
“Jess, let me at least drive you home.” Y/N
whispered calmly, dodging her question once again. She took a step forward,
expecting the girl to give up and just let her drive her home safely. What she
wasn’t expecting, though, was the harsh slap that she received once she was
close enough. The sound of the keys hitting the asphalt filled the air as Y/N
brought her hand up to her red and already swollen cheek in surprise.
“Leave me alone.” Jessica repeated slowly, her
eyes filled with tears and pain. Y/N watched with wide, glassy eyes and her mouth agape
as Jess picked the keys up. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think, she just stood
frozen and watched as her friend got into the car and drove away into the
When Monty had suggested to spend the evening
with some of their friends at the pool house earlier that day, Y/N was surely
not expecting things to end up like this. It was supposed to be a fun night; a
group of friends hanging out together after a stressful week. A night filled
with laugher, music and alcohol. But things never go as planned, do they?
Minutes passed but Y/N hasn’t moved yet. She
felt quite stupid to feel so hurt by her friend’s actions, as they were totally
justified – she has been raped, for
God’s sake. A slap seems so meaningless compared to what Jessica is going
through but it still pained her, she couldn’t stop herself from feeling this
way. It brought back too many memories.
It reminded her of all the times her mother would push her around when she’d do
something bad. It reminded her of all the times her father would yell at her
until she cried after she brought home a bad grade from school. But most
importantly, it reminded her of all the slaps, punches, pinches she would
receive from both of them once she grew older; and always for such stupid
reasons like being caught kissing a boy, or getting home a bit too late.
Y/N was full on sobbing now, her body shaking
as she sat down on the pavement in front of Bryce’s house. Her hand stroked her
hot cheek softly, careful not to hurt it even more.
“Y/N?” A familiar voice brought the girl back
to reality. Her eyelids fluttered, letting some tears fall all the way down her
cheeks and to the ground. Monty approached the girl slowly, joining her on the
“Mon…” She breathed out, her big Y/E/C eyes
meeting his. The boy’s lips curved into a small smile at the nickname only she
was allowed to use. He used to hate when others called him that, ‘Mon’, but it sounded so nice coming out
of her lips. He brought his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to his
chest, his chin resting at the top of her head. He could feel her whole body
trembling and it made his heart ache. He wished he could just take the pain
“What happened, love?” He asked quietly, his
hand running up and down her arm in a comforting manner. Y/N looked up at him,
her bottom lip quivering. And that’s when in the dim light from the street lamp
he noticed the red print on her left cheek. His heart thumped harder in his
chest, his grip on her tightening as he placed a sweet kiss on her forehead to
calm himself down.
Montgomery wasn’t angry at Jessica. As
maddening as it was, he understood why she had done it. She wanted to be left
alone to cope with things, but Y/N being her lovely self wanted to help her.
Jessica couldn’t know that this action would cause Y/N to breakdown. She wasn’t
aware of what the girl went through when she was younger, and what she’s still
going through at home. But Monty was very well aware of his girlfriend’s
situation. Hell, he almost beat her father up once when he noticed a few
bruises on her ribs during one of their make-out sessions. He couldn’t
comprehend how Y/N’s parents could do this to their own daughter, but he was
glad that she had opened up to him about it. He promised himself that he’d
always protect her from them, and from anyone else who would try to harm her in
Leaving one more kiss at the top of his
girlfriend’s head, Montgomery stood up, reaching out for her with his hand
which she took after a few seconds of hesitation. It was nothing new to him,
she’s always suspicious of everything when she’s in physical or psychological
pain. What mattered was that in the end she’d always fully open up to him and
let him help her.
“Let’s get you out of here, babe.” He said and
waited until she nodded her head to lead her to his jeep.
The drive to her house was a very short one as
Y/N lived only a few blocks away from Bryce. Usually the couple would hang out
and spend nights at Monty’s house, as his parents accepted their relationship
more than Y/N’s, but this time her parents were away for a week and an empty
house was always better.
Getting out of the car Monty quickly ran to the
passenger’s door to help his girlfriend out. He led her to the front door,
opening it with the spare key he had.
Minutes later Y/N was comfortably sitting on
her bed, her legs hidden under the soft duvet while her boyfriend rummaged
through her tidy room, getting DVDs out. A light smile formed on her face as
she watched him. She was so thankful to have him. He was her everything and he
didn’t even know it. He was her reason to get out of bed in the morning, her
reason to go to school, her reason to keep
going. He just meant so much to her.
“I’ll go get the snacks.” Monty said moving
towards the bed and handing Y/N the DVDs he had found. “You pick the movie.” He
smiled affectionately at her.
“Forget the snacks, just come here.” Y/N
pleaded, making grabby hands at him and giving him a big smile. Her eyes weren’t
dull anymore, they were shining again. The smile wasn’t a forced one, it was
genuine. She pouted at him as he still hasn’t moved and just observed her,
making him roll his eyes at her jokingly.
“Move then.” Monty pushed the covers off Y/N’s
legs only to pull them over them again once he laid down next to her.
Forgetting about the DVDs, Y/N laid back next to her boyfriend, clinging to his
side. He chuckled as the girl laid her head on his chest, making her punch him
playfully in the stomach to make him stop moving. Her fingers danced over his
clothed chest as she replayed the events of the day in her head again. A smile
crept onto her face once more as she thought about how sweet and caring her
boyfriend has been; not only today, but ever since they started dating. Monty’s
hand moved up to her face, cupping her cheek softly. He tilted her head back to
make her look at him. His heart filled with joy as he noticed her smile. God,
how he loved her smile.
“You okay?” He whispered, pushing a few lose
strands of hair behind her ear. Y/N leaned up, pressing her lips to his softly
in a sweet kiss.
“I’m okay now.” She mumbled into the kiss,
pulling away right after. Monty’s arm snaked around her waist, bringing the
girl even closer to him as her hand moved to the back of his head, her fingers
playing with his hair. He moved down a bit, so their faces were on the same
level, his forehead pressed to hers. They stared into each other’s eyes for
what felt like hours, but was actually only a few seconds as Monty’s thumb
started stroking Y/N’s cheek lovingly.
“Good.” He murmured before pressing his lips to
hers, but this time in a much more heated kiss filled with love and passion.
Well, that was crap.
few people just for this imagine; @xbarrjallenx and @ans-atkins because they’re two of my favourite 13rw imagines
blogs and I’d love to have their opinion on it (+ xbarrjallenx helped me out with the title so a big thank you to you hun). @arch1eandrews because I promised that I would tag you, as you’re the one who
pushed me to finally post something, ily. @5saucefanfic because I love you so much and you’ve been pushing me to post
something too, and you helped me out with this, so thank you.
I’ll probably regret that and might delete it later.
I follow with delighted interest your posts about the numbers of your followers. And I realise with growing amusement that a device of sufficient sensitivity to register my nanoscopic presence in FMA fandom has yet to be invented.
Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.
You look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your makeup. You can’t believe that this day is finally here, today is the day that you would become Mrs. Barnes. After a year of dating and a six-month engagement, this day is finally here.
“Don’t you look precious?”. Your grandmother remarks , turning around you smile at her , drying the tears on her face. “Please, don’t cry, if you start crying I will start crying too… again and this would be the third time today.” She smiles at you, you can see the pride in her eyes. “Are you nervous? Marriage is a big deal, I wanted to run away on my second marriage.” She says taking a sip of her glass of champagne.
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life, I love Bucky and I trust him with my life.” You calmly respond and it is true, you don’t doubt Bucky’s love for you. Other things might scare you but never your love for Bucky.
Things that I wish I had learned long ago so my skin wouldn’t be as much of a mess as it is
1.) Jar packaging is a big no. Any beneficial ingredients will break down with prolonged exposure to oxygen. Plus, unless you have a small plastic beauty spatula, it’s flat out unhygienic. Products with pumps are the best and are way less messy, too!
2.) If a product contains alcohol (labeled as alcohol denatured or SD-40 alcohol) DO NOT USE IT. Alcohol is a major irritant and will destroy your skin and dry it out terribly! If it’s cetearyl alcohol, it’s fine and will not cause irritation. It’s just there as a thickener to make sure your product doesn’t separate
3.) Try and avoid fragranced products the best you can. Even though we all love using shit that smells good, fragrance is also an irritant. If it’s really low on the ingredient list and the product doesn’t smell like much, it should be fine but still has a chance of causing damage to the skin
4.) A product making your skin tingle isn’t actually a good thing, even though it makes it feel like the product is doing something!! Tingling is irritation to the skin and is still causing damage in the long run, even if it doesn’t look like it’s causing damage.
5.) Opaque packaging is best!!! Not only are most beneficial ingredients air-sensitive, they’re also light-sensitive and will cause them to degrade and become useless!
6.) When buying a moisturizer, look for beneficial ingredients like ceramides and niacindamides! They help rebuild and repair the skin!
7.) DO NOT USE PRODUCTS WITH LEMON ANYTHING IN THEM ON YOUR FACE!! It will cause damage to your skin and make your skin more sensitive!
Summary: Sam and Dean won’t leave you the hell alone, so you leave the bunker for awhile. But were they trying to get you to leave?
A/N: I saw a picture of a willow tree and this fic was born <3
Pairing: Castiel x Reader
Warnings: Deadly fluff.
Word Count: 1.4k
Today had been a particularly rough day. You felt like you were suffocating in the bunker and the boys just wouldn’t let up. Boredom took over as it often did whenever they there was no vampires to decapitate or rugarus to immolate; and whenever you tried to lock yourself away in your room to read a book or showed any sign whatsoever that they were getting on your nerves, they pressed, and pressed, and pressed.
Dean would dodge the several random objects you threw his way, and Sam would sass your ears off. No matter how old the boys were, they never grew up. Which, you didn’t really mind except for the part where they wouldn’t leave you the hell alone.
this is not healthy, I need someone like ivar ASAP
at the port, watching the docking ships nervously. He was strong, the strongest
man you ever knew. He had to come back, but you were still scared. Valhalla
could wait, all you wanted at the moment was to be in Ivar’s arms again.
“ Mommy! Mommy! Is
dad coming back? ”
“ Why are they
taking so long?!”
Your two sons
whined, the toddlers tugging at your skirts and mumbling excitedly. They
usually were very respectful and almost never complained, but not seeing their
father for so long took quite a toll on them . You threaded your fingers
through their hair, patting their heads in hopes to calm them down. The
past 10 months had honestly been a nightmare. You had never been separated for
so long, and you were almost twitching with the need to join him to battle. You
missed everything about him, being able to hold him, play with his hair, your
late night conversations and even pissing him off sounded better than not
seeing him at all.
You saw him
then. He had just been lifted off of the boat, and was now making his way
towards you, limping and trying to maintain his balance on the crutches – not accustomed
to being back on land after dialing for so long. You couldn’t help but run towards him. He had
dropped his crutches and moved to bear hug you.
yelled, pushing him off you with all your strength as your instincts kicked in,
immediately curling up around the small body that was hidden in your scarf. You
both landed on the floor, grunting a little at the impact.
He was shocked,
confused and beyond angry at your rejection. Had you stopped loving him? Had
you finally realized that you could find better? “What the hell woman? Are you
out of your mind?! What -” His eyes were ablaze and he growled at you, crawling
breathed out, smiling up at him brightly. You took the small baby that hung
close to your torso, pulling the scarf so that you could see its face. “This is
widened and he immediately quieted down, looking at the small creature you held
in your arms. He was entranced – it was the definition of beauty. It had his
bright blue eyes, with your amazing facial structure.
w-when, I ” He stuttered, trying to form a coherent thought. He reached to her
tentatively, stroking her soft face gently with the back of his fingers. The
little girl grabbed onto his hand, holding it close to her in curiosity.
started watering at the sight. She was so small, so fragile and so beautiful.
who had stared in confusion but had now managed to catch up to you two with
their tiny steps. “DADDDD!” They yelled out, tumbling over the both of you. They
jumped on his back, one of them already having grabbed onto Ivar’s neck and hung
across his back. Ivar leant in, making sure that they would not hurt the most beautiful
little girl he had ever seen. Your oldest son laughed, “Don’t worry dad, I will
do anything to protect my sister! We won’t be the ones hurting her!”
your head, laughing along with him, both you and Ivar’s hearts swelling with
home.” You whispered, leaning to kiss him on the lips as a chorus of soft “ewws”
Request: hi! could i request a piece where reader and Peter don’t know they like each other and Peter gets mad (and confesses!) when he sees reader with Flash or some other guy he doesn’t like?? please and thanks 😊😊
A/N: So the first half is the reader’s POV and the second half is Peter’s POV, hope y’all enjoy, even tho the ending sucks, imo (yikes, sorry i suck)!!! (also Y/E/C is your eye color, fyi lol)