so I just went to the eye doctor

So I went to the eye doctor, right, and I sit down to fill out the paperwork like you do and the lady was like “Thanks, Doctor Doctor will be with you in a moment” and I was like why did she say doctor twice that’s weird but then I looked at the business cards on the table and his name was actually Dr. Chad Dockter and I looked around and the other assistant caught my eye and just nodded like “You just had the moment didn’t you”

pattonpending  asked:

I'm so glad your mom's surgery went well. Prayers that the next one is just as smooth. She's the original warrior girl. I actually thought about getting a warrior girl tattoo. Love you! -- Ashley

Thank you so much, Ashley. She’s in recovery now and has to be back at the doctors first thing tomorrow morning, so hopefully she’ll be up and awake for review lol For me, I was hardly awake this morning haha. One more surgery on her other eye and she’ll be in the clear as far as cataracts are concerned 🙏

tis-better-to-reign-in-hell  asked:

I know the mainstay of your advice on such matters is basically to stop saying your life sucks and make your life look like what you need it to look like in order to be content with it, but what if a disability means I can never make my life look like what I need it to? What if I've spent years putting every effort into making myself happy with what I've got and fail every time? If I can't be happy in the position I'm in, and there's no way to get out, is suicide a valid option then? (3/4)

[cont’d] I simply cannot grow old counting all the things I cannot have, and I cannot make myself content with the things I do have and I am so tired of grieving what I’ve lost and missed out on. Help. (4/4)

Dear tis-better-to-reign-in-hell,

For starters, suicide is never the better option, full stop. Whatever is on the other side, I would rather have you on this side until you absolutely can’t be. Can we make a deal about that? Your story isn’t done yet.

When I was a kid, I didn’t want to be a writer, or a musician, or an artist. I was interested in all of those things as hobbies, but I had one concrete dream that burned so fast and so hard that it had to be a goal. Yes, it was competitive, and yes, it was difficult, but I liked both of those things about it. 

I wanted to be a fighter pilot.

I’ll let that sit in everyone’s minds for a moment now, and you can feel free to laugh at me if you want, because I don’t mind, I’m ridiculous. (joke: how do you know if there’s a pilot at your party? answer: they’ll tell you)(I should have been a pilot)

So I daydreamed and planned out this life for myself, and then, suddenly, my eye sight started to go. Not a little bit, like, oh dear child we should get you some spectacles. But like, um, let’s warn this child of the warning signs of imminent blindness. I went from whatever eyeballs are supposed to be to legally blind without correction in just a few years. I have a prescription that makes every new eye doctor scoot their chair back from the desk a little. If it gets any worse, they don’t make my sort of contact lenses for it anymore. 

My eyes, they’re not very good at being eyes.

For the longest time, I kept that calendar where I wrote down THE GREAT ANNAPOLIS LET DOWN the day I came back from the eye doctor with a prescription officially too bad to ever fly jets. 

You may have noticed that I am not a fighter pilot.

Yeah, I was crushed. Yeah, it was non negotiable. My body was and is never going to be able to fly jets. But that doesn’t mean I can’t find something that makes me feel the way flying jets was going to make me feel. I don’t mean in a “I’m traveling at 500 mph yay” way. I mean, what was it about flying jets that pleased me? Not on the surface. Deep down. What is flying jets a metaphor for? What does it mean to me?

For me it was about speed, of course, but it was also about usurping my way into a man’s world, and it was about feeling like I had a job that moved as fast as it possibly could, demanding all of my mental resources, and it was also about looking cool in aviator sunglasses.

I found a life that did that that didn’t have anything to do with flying a jet. It took awhile to get there, and I suffered from a significant failure of imagination when I first got dealt that blow of blindness. I don’t know what your disability is, but I believe in your imagination to find you a life that feels the same way as the one you want now. 

And when you figure it out, shoot me a letter and let me know you got there. Remember that we have a deal.

urs,

Stiefvater  

The first read through of S4 how it went
  • Amanda : my baker street boys. Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson.
  • (*closes script*)
  • (Silence)
  • Mark: ...
  • Steven: ...
  • Ben: ....
  • Martin: .........
  • Mark: so...Ben what do you think?
  • Ben: ...
  • Steven: Ben?
  • Ben: ...*murmuring* they didn't get together?
  • Mark: what?
  • Ben: My character and Martin's.
  • Mark: ...um...no Ben, obviously.
  • Martin: *snuffled crying sound.*
  • Amanda: Martin?
  • Ben: *passes Martin a tissue whilst patting his eyes too*
  • Ben: ...it's...just...they were..they were...*choked cry*
  • Martin: THEY WERE IN LOVE!
  • Moftiss: Martin, are you okay?
  • Martin: *shoving off chair and kicking over table* DO I LOOK OKAY?
  • Moftiss: ...
  • Martin: YOU MACHINES *grabbing Ben's arm and pulling him up* HOW COULD YOU QUEERBAIT LIKE THAT? JOHN AND SHERLOCK WERE AND ARE IN LOVE-
  • Ben: *tugging on Martin's sleeve* it's-
  • Martin: IT'S NOT OKAY! *to moftiss* YOU...YOU...LIARS YOU SAY THEY ARENT IN LOVE THEN EXPLAIN WHY YOU MADE ME REDO THE ANGELOS SCENE TEN TIMES UNTIL I DID THE PERFECT LIP LICK OR WHY YOU MADE ME AN BEN STARE AT EACHOTHER FOR TWO HOURS THAT DAY SO WE HAD ENOUGH EYESEX OR WHY YOU TOLD ME TO SHATTER MY HEART WHEN SHERL PROPOSED OR WHY-
  • Moftiss: MARTIN!
  • Martin: you know what this is what I think to that *kisses Ben*
  • Moftiss: ....
  • Martin: YEAH LOOK AWAY WHATEVER BUT YOU MISSED THIS OPPORTUNITY YOU-
  • Moftiss: *run to underground bunker*
  • Martin: ...
  • Ben: ...
  • Martin: ...
  • Ben: you know you can do that again anytime.
  • Martin: 😏
The Avenger-Mom (Bucky x Reader)

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! Thank you for being amazing and beautiful in everything you do!

It’s been forever since I’ve written and I apologize for that.

Thank you all for the love on Notebook! I was shocked to say the least:)

Summary: You’re the ‘mom’ of the team but what happens when you’re not Bucky’s fan?

Word Count: Could this have been written in 2 parts? Sure, but where’s the fun in that?! Just kidding, I didn’t want to stop.. So.. Lord knows…. (I’m so sorry I don’t know I don’t have Word so I can’t count them and I refuse to count them myself because it’s a lot.)

Warnings: Suicide mentions, suicide scene (NO ONE DIES), sad moments tbh, fluff, hugs (A TON OF HUGS), sign language (If that’s even a warning), annoyed Bucky, nightmares, and crying. Dang… It sounds really heavy but go with it.

Please let me know if you liked it! Thank you for reading, I hope you have a good day:)

~Maggie~


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Originally posted by theseromaniansarecrazy

You’ve been at the Avengers compound for almost 8 months because your cousin Tony requested you after the fallout between himself and none other than Captain America. Luckily between that time, Tony and Natasha have been speaking to Captain and the government finally expunged what James Barnes did while he was under mind-control by writing him off as ‘mentally unstable’.

You rubbed your hands together excitedly as you awaiting the arrival of the other half of the infamous team. To your knowledge they all knew who you were and understood your reasoning to be there for the team.

An Honorary Mother, everyone likes to say.

You’re a very affectionate person, you’ve always loved seeing people smile because of you and enjoyed helping them through issues and were very excited to help the coming members, especially James Barnes. You read his file and couldn’t stop the blush as you looked at all the pictures they had of him. He was incredibly handsome and you knew he needed someone other than Captain America to help.

“Hey, waiting for your new sons and daughters?” Natasha said lightly as she walked over to you at the entrance of the compound. You turn to her and gave her a hug, she laughs quietly and hugs you back before pulling away, “you do know you saw me an hour ago?” She asks with a quirked eyebrow, you shrug and watch the doors.

“Everyone needs hugs, it’s scientifically proven to help you mentally and physically, you know.” You note smiling at her, she rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless.

“Are you excited to meet them?” She says after a few moments of silence, you nod quickly and look to the door, again rubbing your hands together.

“I hope they like me.” You say quietly looking at the floor briefly as though you’d just confessed to stealing cookies before dinner. Natasha puts an arm around your shoulder, grinning to reassure you.

“Don’t worry, they’ll love you. You’re our adopted mom.” You look at her and smile just as the doors open.

You wait for everyone to come up to you and Natasha, your heart pounding loudly in your ears and you stare up and Captain America and James Barnes, they have at least 8 inches on you. Natasha elbows you lightly and cocks her head towards them.

Captain puts his hand in front of you and smiles brightly, “Hello, my name is Steve Rogers, nice to meet you.” You glance at his hand then his face before hugging him around the waist tightly, he coughs awkwardly and hugs you back gently. You pull away and smile at everyone staring at you with wonder except James Barnes who stares at you with anxious eyes.

“Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N.”

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Headcanons for The Outsiders if Johnny and Dally Lived (Happy)

A/N: I know this might not all be realistic, but someone requested happy post-book headcanons (with living Johnny and Dal) and I was in need of some happy writing. I really hope you guys enjoy this! PS: I have to tag @zeusspirits because I know she’ll love this

Word Count: 360

Headcanon Count: 29

Warnings: None

Pairings: None! This is just about The Outsiders characters

- After the rumble, Dally grabbed Pony and they went to go see Johnny
- Dally used a blade on the doctor, but the doctor merely rolled his eyes
- “He’s doing much better, so you can’t see him. We don’t want to tire him out.”
- Dallas Winston, who always fights for and gets what he wants, decided to back down this time
- He wouldn’t dare compromise Johnny’s health
- So, Dally and Ponyboy headed home and told the gang the good news
- A week later, Johnny was released from the hospital
- He would be able to walk again, despite the doctor’s original diagnosis
- He would just need a lot of physical therapy
- The gang decided to work together to pay for Johnny’s physical therapy because his parents refused to
- When it came time for the trial, Ponyboy and Johnny were both very nervous
- Luckily, they had each other and they comforted each other
- The trial went smoothly
- After the trial, the whole gang celebrates with cake
- A year later, Johnny walked for the first time and boy, did the gang celebrate that
- Dally actually hugs him (sort of) after that
- “I’m real proud of you Johnnycake.”
- Life for the greasers actually seemed to get better
- Of course, money and the social classes were still an issue
- However, Darry got promoted
- Two-Bit got a flexible-hours job as a bartender
- Dally and Tim won a ton of fights and became known over time as the toughest greasers in Tulsa
- Steve graduated high school with pretty good grades
- Soda got promoted too!
- Johnny moved out of his parent’s house when he turned seventeen and started living with the Curtis’ and paying them a small rent from a job he got babysitting Two-Bit’s sister
- Angela, Sylvia, Kathy, and Evie continued to be the coolest girl greasers around
- Curly realized he was half decent at football and started playing with Ponyboy and his brothers on occasion
- Ponyboy finished the school year with all A’s and improved in track (he went to state!)
- Life was good and the gang was finally able to relax somewhat

One Blink or Two

Title: One Blink or Two

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 4,710

Warning: The feelings are going to hit you like a freight train

A/N: I woke up from a nap and in 4.5 hours I cranked it out and just had to publish it. Sorry for any errors. Enjoy!!

Summary: You are an emergency room nurse receiving a patient from a local care facility. All you’ve been told is that he is a 29 year old male in an unresponsive coma for the last 3 years, and about 20 minutes ago his heart started to race uncontrollably. As the rest of your staff work on getting him transferred to the hospital gurney, start an IV, and getting him hooked up to the heart monitor, you speak with one of the paramedics that brought him in.


Day 1

“Alright, tell me what you know.”

“29 year old male named Dean Winchester. Was in a car accident with his father and brother three years ago. Car versus semi, and he’s the only one to make it. He’s been in a non-responsive coma this entire time. He has a feeding tube, but can breath normally on his own. A nurse said she went in to give him a bed bath and his heart just ‘went nuts’.”

You could tell by the tone of his voice he was leaving something out. “And? What else?”

“Unofficially, that nurse is a bitch. She is one of the meanest people I’ve ever met and we hate having to deal with her when we go there. Knowing her she probably shook him around and roughed him up.”

“Lovely.” You gave him a tight smile and moved back to your patient.

“Dean, my name is Y/N. I’m going to be taking care of you okay.”

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the twins (part 3)

a short story of 3 parts written by me

please consider that english isn’t my first language so i am sorry if there is any mistakes while you read this

  • characters : (yousra,faris,menna,mecha,the twins)

faris by @hammie-heart

mecha by @wolf-wrathknight

enjoy~


Faris went directly to doctor that went out “how’s she?”

The doctor looked at him and said “ I am sorry we couldn’t save-”

Faris just didn’t want to hear the rest and went immediately inside “yousra!”

He saw her laying on the bed her eyes were closed “no no no no NO NO!”

He stepped next to her a baby was put inside of her arm “………..yousra?”

“i……trusted you…..”

He was about to tear up until she moved her head weakly to him she was crying

“YOUSRA! Oh thank god you are alive!” he hugged her but she was weeping ….

Yousra : “….olin….”

Faris : “huh…?”

Yousra : “he is…….*sniff*”

A nurse came from behind faris and he looked back at her she was carrying something…

Faris : “what …is…?”

Nurse : “I am sorry sir here is the twin brother…..” she gave faris the wrapped baby

Faris held him he was nervous, then he looked at him, his eyes widened

“…..no…..”

Mecha and menna were at the door watching in silence

He held a dead corpse of his son “olin” , yousra was crying behind him

Faris : “no!”

Faris sat on the floor with the corpse he was tearing up then his expression changed as if he got an idea…yousra looked at him and saw a green light coming from faris

Yousra says weakly “faris?….what are you…”

Faris was putting all his energy healing in him “come on!”

The kid doesn’t move and faris is putting all his magic into him “come on!”

Yousra looked so worried and faris’ breaths is getting weird he is getting tired

Yousra : “faris….stop”

Faris : “just some more his soul is shattering but it’s still there I can still heal it”

Yousra : “faris….please”

Faris is still putting all his magic healing in the child until faris starts coughing

Yousra : “FARIS STOP RIGHT NOW!!YOU ARE HURTING YOURSELF!!”

Faris reaches his limits and stops

Yousra: “it’s over faris …. Let him be”

Faris stands up silently then he started to chuckle

Yousra looked confused until faris turned around to her with olin

Faris : “I saved him he is alive! ”

Menna and mecha were in a happy surprise menna then ran to get a doctor

Olin started to cry as soon as yousra heard his voice she started tearing up with a big smile

Yousra : “I want to hold him please!”

Faris went happily but exhausted to yousra with him she held the twins together in her arms teba was sleeping and olin was crying faris sat next to them tired and smiling at how happy yousra is finally….

They are a big family.


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teenage fever ❖ baekhyun (3)

❝These are three categories of forbidden love that we find in Literature and Philosophy the most❞


admin : - velvet
genre: baekhyun! philosophy uni professor au, age gap (if you don’t like, please don’t read), angst, slice of life and fluff + a lot of sexual tension! 

(gif not mine, cr to the owner)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4


When you came back home in the evening both your sister and Mr. Byun were gone, the clock signed four pm, your mom was doing the dishes - which meant that Hye Jin and Baekhyun just left - and your father went back in your parents’ room to rest a bit as usual.

When you came back home your mother gave you a tired smile, but didn’t ask you what happened and why you looked so sad, she barely asked you if you were doing okay, since she knew that the real reason of your escape wasn’t your ‘not feeling too good’. That evening you went back in your room and thought about him, thought that Hye Jin was more important than a man and even if it meant seeing him with her, you still couldn’t do such a thing to your younger sister. You went down to have dinner and your mother let you know that Hye Jin was staying at Baekhyun’s, so when you ran to your room to prepare for a long sleep, you couldn’t help but think that just as he kissed you, now he was going to kiss her and probably to make love to her and share his own bed with her.

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Mad Love, Darling.

Originally posted by visual-17

pairing: psycho!wonwoo x psychologist!fem reader
words: 4078
warnings: violence, smut
a/n: thanks for request wedomaatter! the ‘’scenario’’ is nearly a fic with the length (oops!) but here ya go! when i read it i thought of joker x harley?? so im sorry if its not what you since i didnt really know how to write push and pull… and somehow smut ended up in it uhm.. yea

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Expecting?

T’Challa x Reader

Harsh white hospital lights flash by above you as you struggle to keep your focus on breathing. A warm hand grasps yours as you are rushed down the hallway, and you roll your eyes over to see who is rushing beside you. T’Challa’s worried face leans over you as he runs, and you blink slowly once more.

Then all sound comes rushing back to you. “Just hold on, ma’am,” a nurse in front of you yells. “You’re going to be fine.”

“Godammit, (y/n),” T’Challa mutters. “Why did you have to go on that mission?”

Tears well up in your eyes, but you don’t have enough strength to respond. The lights above you dim for just a moment, and you gasp as you realize you’re being wheeled into an operation room. The last thing you hear before losing consciousness is T’Challa screaming at the doctors to be let into the room. 


An incessant beeping is what wakes you up. 

You open your eyes and close them just as quick at the bright light above you. “T’Challa?” you call out, squeezing your eyes shut. 

A warm hand slides into yours. “Here. How are you feeling?”

You open your eyes again, squinting as they adjust to the bright hospital lighting. “Like I got hit by a bus and then got run over again.” You tighten your hand in his and look down at the pulse monitor you have on your finger. There’s also an IV stuck in your arm, and your whole torso feels incredibly numb. “What happened?” you croak out.

“You went on a mission I specifically told you not to go on, and you nearly died.” T’CHalla shakes his head and covers your hand with his other one. “(y/n), I was so scared.”

Tears well up in your eyes. “I’m sorry. I just … it needed to be done. I’m so sorry for scaring you.”

T’Challa reaches up and cups your jaw. “I was so worried. I’m so glad you’re okay.”

You smile and lean into his hand. The door behind T’Challa opens, and who must be the doctor walks in. He’s a plump man with bright blue eyes framed behind glasses. He smiles at the two of you, and T’Challa leans back. “Hello, you two. I’m Doctor Richie.” He looks down at you, eyes twinkling kindly. “Glad to see you’re awake.”

You smile at him. “Me too.”

“How is she, Doctor?” T’Challa asks.

“Well, her surgery went well, and according to the nurses your injuries are healing nicely.” He smiles. “Oh, and according to the ultrasound we performed before surgery to look at your internal bleeding, your baby is fine.”

Your eyes widen, and you lock eyes with T’Challa’s. “What baby?” he asks.

The doctor chuckles. “You’re pregnant, Mrs.-” He looks down at his clipboard and chuckles again. “Well, you don’t exactly have a last name, do you two?”

“Wait,” you try to sit up, but T’Challa pushes you back down gently, “you’re saying that I’m pregnant?”

Doctor Richie’s eyes widen. “Oh…”

Essays in Existentialism: Footie II

MORE lexa soccer player please and thank you!

Previously on Footie

The ride home after a game was one of the best times on the planet. Coming down from the high of playing, from the adrenaline of winning, from the pressure of the team and herself, from that glorious feeling of her muscles twitching with built up lactic acid from leaving every ounce of sweat and preparation on the field. It was an almost sacred time.

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3 Billion Dollars [Part 11] - G Dragon Mafia!AU

Originally posted by peaceminus8ne

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t exactly go the way he hoped.

Genre: idk for this one honestly. angst?

Warning: swearing, graphic imagery, probably incorrect medical stuff, mentions of blood, my writing in general

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5} {part 6} {part 7} {part 8} {part 9} {part 10} {part 11} {part 12} {part 13} {part 14} {part 15} {part 16} {part 17} {part 18} {part 19} {part 20} {part 21} {part 22}

A/N: I’m so sorry. So much stuff happened this weekend and I got barely any writing done. I swear I’ll work on more stuff I promise. I have a few request I’m working on and will hopefully be posted this week. I also have a very rough draft of like two series so yeah. I’m sorry my life’s a mess. Enjoy! Please leave me stuff in my inbox I love getting things! I kinda really need some motivation to finish my last few scenarios. 

~ Admin Brooklyn

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You rushed to Ji Yong’s side, kneeling down over him. He groaned on the floor, blood pooling out of his arm. The boys quickly surrounded him. You put your hands on him, lightly holding him down too quickly look at the wound. Ji Yong clutched his shoulder, putting pressure on it as he groaned and shouted out in pain.

“Ji Yong move your arm,” you say, trying to pry his hand away from his shoulder. He glared at you, his grip on his shoulder getting tighter.

“I don’t know if you can fucking tell, but I just FUCKING GOT SHOT. NO THANKS TO YOUR FUCKING EX BOYFRIEND,” he yelled. You rolled your eyes and continued to try to pry his hands away.

“If you didn’t know, I went to medical school,” you say, pulling his arm. He shouted out in pain and you rolled your eyes. “So shut up, let go of your arm, and let me fucking heal you.”

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paololi-27  asked:

Can you make I lost the baby for Adrinette? Please, I love your writing!!

I know this was an angst prompt, but I couldn’t write that one angsty.  So, have this fluff-splosion instead!  (Fluff Month day 13: elation)


“Hey, uh, Marinette? I think I lost the baby.”

Marinette blinked, frowning. “You…lost her?”

“Ye-ah.”  Adrien shifted from foot to foot anxiously as Marinette hung her coat on a hook, and set her bag on the hall table.  “I mean, she was right there, all day long.  She kept following me around.  And then she disappeared, and I can’t find her anywhere.”

“Did you leave a window open?”  Marinette asked, toeing off her shoes.

He frowned.  “I didn’t open any windows at all.”

“Did you leave the front door open at some point?”  She crossed to the sofa and sank into the plush cushions with a sigh.

“No, I haven’t opened that, either.”

“Then she’s around here somewhere.”  Marinette shrugged, unconcerned, and tipped her head back into the cushion behind her. “She’ll come out when she’s ready.”

His frown deepened.  “But Mari, she’s just a baby!”

She laughed, and tugged him down to sit beside her.  “Yes, love, I know.  But she’s a baby cat, and as such, is perfectly capable of managing on her own for a while.  She probably just found a cozy place to sleep.”

“But—”

“Besides,” Marinette continued, silencing him with a brief kiss on his lips.  “She has Plagg looking out for her.  He might be a grump, but he’s not going to let anything happen to her.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Adrien slumped into the couch, pouting. “It’s just that I’ve never really had a pet before.  I don’t want to mess up.”

“I know, minou.”  She kissed him again, this time letting her lips linger on his, drifting back and forth languorously.  

“Mmm.  Hello, my lady,” he murmured against her mouth, hooking a hand behind her far knee and pulling her over to straddle his lap.

She smiled against his lips. “Hello, mon minou,” she murmured back.

She’d just swept her tongue into his mouth when she felt the prick of tiny claws in her leg, catching in the fabric of her leggings.  She broke the kiss on a giggle, scooped up the little ball of fluff before she could do any real damage, and presented her to Adrien.  “See?  She’s just fine.”  

“Luna!”  Adrien’s eyes lit, and he cuddled the little cat to his chest.   “You naughty girl, where have you been?  You worried your papa sick!”  

Marinette giggled again. “Oh Adrien, you’re ridiculous.  If you worry like that over our kitten, how are you going to survive worrying over our baby?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” he said, nuzzling the cat.  “I’m sure I’ll figure—” He stopped abruptly, and snapped his head up to meet her eyes. “Wait, what?”

She smiled joyously, and nodded to encourage his obvious train of thought.

“So, you’re—you mean, we’re—a-a baby?”

“I went to the doctor this afternoon to confirm it.  You’re going to be a real Papa.”

Used to This - Part IV

Overview: You’ve lived with the Winchesters for years as a fellow hunter, and everyone has always stayed well in the friend zone. What happens when nightmares come haunting and Dean offers to help? Will things change, or is it all in your head?

Characters: Dean, Reader, a smidgen of Sam

Word Count: 1,638

Warnings: injury with lots of blood, mild language, some snark, some fluff, some questioning of coffee stipulations

A/N: There should only be one more part to go… But my brain sometimes scraps those plans. Thanks for all the love you guys have shown me for this :)

Beta’d by: @wheresthekillswitch - “I freaking love all of this fic but especially this part.” <– you guys should guess which section she meant

Also beta’d by: @hannahindie - “the patented ‘voice raises three octaves when a Winchester drops trou three feet away from you’.”

Read: (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

“Dean, let me carry her so you can-”

“I’ve got her, Sam.”

“Look, you should-”

“I said I’ve got her.”


“How is she?”

“Just keep driving.”

“She’s losing a lot of blood. Why aren’t we going to the hospital, Dean?”

“Because if she lives through this she’ll kill me for taking her there.”

“I care about her, too. She’s family. Don’t I get a say in this?”

“Sam, just drive.”


“Don’t you dare leave me. You hear me, Y/N? Don’t you dare. Sam would never let me hear the end of it. And you still owe me ten dollars from that bet in Wyoming. So… just keep breathing, okay? You’re still here. I’ve got you.”


I woke up screaming, my hands flying up to tear away the blinding pain and sharp jabs from the base of my skull. Strong hands grabbed my wrists, pulled them to my front and trapped them within a single hand’s grasp while the other pushed my hips down firmly to fight against my thrashing. Another set of hands were on the side of my neck, my left temple, efficiently keeping my head still. I felt trapped, felt the tears spill over as I tried to move away again.

“Y/N! It’s Dean. It’s just me and Sam. Hey, look at me.”

My eyes were swollen and heavy as I opened them, squinting in the too bright light and aimlessly flickering as they searched for something to focus on. I found a dark red stain on the fabric in front of me and stared at it until its edges lost their fuzziness. I was lying on my side, on a bed, and as more and more red spots came into focus I realized what they were. That’s my blood. That’s a lot of my blood.

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Fraternity AU

“Your frat house is beside mine and one our room’s windows are across each other. One day you saw me choke thanks to a coconut cake my roommate baked me (I’m allergic), so you ran to my frat house and actually saved me, we started talking a lot.”

“My frat leader said I would only get in if I made their anti-social sibling go to a party. You actually went with me, but the n you had this crazy panic attack and ‘I’m so sorry, let me pay you a pizza to repay you’.”

“Epic Frat Battle: our frats dueled on a rap battle and when it was my turn to diss you, I just couldn’t stop rapping about your ’ sweet but’ or your ‘deep eyes’

Calm in the Chaos

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff if you squint, infertility (please don’t read if this is a trigger)

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Fic-i-versary SEVENTEEN for my 30 Days of Jensen and Dean. The line “There’s no making it better,” was requested by @wayward-girl . Thank you for celebrating with me. Tagging @nichelle-my-belle because she wanted the torture, though I still don’t think I out torture you.  HoweverI’m sorry this one so… well… you’ll see. 

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Can you do RFA reacting to MC on her period/trying to hide her period from them? Thank youuu!

Oh my gosh periods are the absolute worst. This one was still a lot of fun to write so thank you for requesting it! I hope that you like it!! :3 


Yoosung

  • You and Yoosung both finally had a day off together and deiced to sleep in
  • You woke up before Yoosung and felt his arms wrapped around you and you snuggled into his chest
  • But you felt something wet down by your legs and carefully moved the blanket away to see that your period had started and bled through your sleep pants onto the bed sheets
  • Completely embarrassed, you shook Yoosung violently telling him to get out of bed
  • “Wah what’s going on MC?” A very confused and sleepy Yoosung asked as you kicked him out of the bed
  • You didn’t respond, only blushing bright red as you carefully moved the blankets so he couldn’t see the mess
  • But Yoosung caught a glimpse of bright red blood on the sheets and his eyes went wide
  • “MC are you okay?! Did you hurt yourself?! Should I call a doctor?!” Yoosung asked as he started panicking
  • You sighed saying “I’m okay Yoosung, my period just started. Sorry about the sheets, I’ll clean them up right away.”
  • As you tried walking away, Yoosung grabbed your arm and hugged you, rubbing your lower stomach
  • His mother and sister made him learn about how much period cramps could hurt and how women could become very emotional
  • So to your surprise, Yoosung knew exactly what to do and treated you like a princess
  • Yoosung threw the dirty sheet into the washer and quickly put a new one on so that you could lay down
  • He told you that he had to make a quick stop at the store and when he came back, he had pads and tampons, heating pads, your favorite snack foods, and a new movie for the two of you to watch
  • Yoosung took such good care of you that there was hardly any pain and lots of comfort, making you not worry about period pains ever again

Zen

  • The two of you decided to go on a date night to see a movie that Zen made a cameo in
  • You two were able to snag the last two tickets, much to Zen’s delight
  • Just as the two of you were about to enter the theater, you felt something off
  • You told Zen that you had to use the bathroom quickly and when you got there, you found out that your period had started
  • The emotions were already getting to you as you felt yourself start to tear up
  • You left the bathroom trying to think of an excuse for only you to head home so Zen could enjoy the movie
  • As soon as Zen saw you, he noticed something was off and asked “What’s wrong babe?”
  • You burst out in tears and whispered to him that your period has started
  • Zen immediately goes into protective boyfriend mode and walks behind you so no one can see any blood coming through as he leads you to the car
  • The entire ride home you were crying and told Zen between sobs “I-I’m so sorry that I ruined our date night.”
  • He honestly couldn’t believe that you could become so emotional just because of your period but he shushed you saying “It’s no problem at all MC. You can’t control it and we can have our own fun date night together at home.”
  • Zen carried you inside bridal style and helped you clean up then laid you on the bed as he got you some pain medication
  • You were completely exhausted and Zen completely understood so the two of you ended up cuddling for the rest of the night until the two of you fell asleep
  • When you woke up the next morning, you found Zen in the kitchen making breakfast a a bouquet of your favorite flowers on the table along with some heating pads
  • Zen really was the best boyfriend ever

Jaehee

  • The two of you went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate your anniversary 
  • It was the first time either of you were able to go to such a high-end place so it was an even more special night
  • You and Jaehee were killing it in your brand new dresses and you both looked like goddesses
  • But when the two of you were seated at your table, you felt what you only assumed was your period start
  • Panic built up inside of you, it was such a special night and you didn’t want your period to ruin it for Jaehee
  • So you sucked it up and decided to pretend like nothing was wrong
  • But you and Jaehee were together for a reason because she knew within a couple of minutes that something was up
  • You were getting increasing hot to the point of sweat dripping down from your forehead and the cramps started to come
  • When Jaehee saw you wince in pain and hold your stomach, she knew that your period started
  • So Jaehee helped you up and lead you back to the car while you apologized profusely
  • When you two got home, you nervously asked her “Was I really that obvious Jaehee?” as you got out of your dress and into more comfort clothing
  • Jaehee giggled and made you lay down as she got you a heating pad and said “Sort of. But what you had were pretty similar to my own period symptoms so I knew. And don’t worry about tonight, I’m always happy as long as I’m with you MC.”
  • You smiled gratefully at your amazing girlfriend The two of you spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching Zen’s musicals on DVD
  • You both ended up falling asleep in each other’s arms, with you feeling a lot less pain thanks to Jaehee
  • You were so grateful that you had someone else who understood the struggle of having your period and you made a mental note to take extra good care of Jaehee when hers started

Jumin

  • You had convinced Jumin to go out on a simply yet fun ‘commoners’ date with you
  • The two of you went to a local park and packed a picnic and the day had been going well, you and Jumin talked about your future together, stared at the clouds, and even made him laugh at a couple of your jokes
  • Jumin seemed to be having such a good time that you felt like nothing could possible ruin your mood
  • But Mother Nature had different plans
  • You were laughing at one of Jumin’s attempts to make a joke when you felt your period start
  • To make matters worse, you were wearing a light colored dress making the blood stand out on the back of your dress Jumin noticed you looking uncomfortable and asked what was wrong
  • “My um period started Jumin.” You said awkwardly to Jumin You attempted to stand up but you could already feel the cramps coming on
  • Jumin noticed the back of your dress was staining with blood so he quickly wrapped his jacket around your waist to hide it and walked you over to Driver Kim
  • He had never dealt with women on their period before but all Jumin knew was that you looked like you were in pain and he needed to stop it
  • So when the two of you got back to the penthouse, Jumin cleaned you up and made you lay down in bed with him calling out to the chef to make your favorite meal
  • He laid down next to you and gently rubbed where your cramps were hurting telling you sweet words of encouragement to try and help you feel better
  • You eventually fell asleep and woke up a couple of hours later to see Jumin curled up next to you sleeping
  • The cramps were almost completely gone so you settled yourself back into Jumin’s arms
  • For a guy who’s never experienced a girl with her period before, Jumin sure knew what he was doing

Seven

  • Seven had been working hard the past couple of days making you extremely bored
  • You were laying on the couch, mindlessly playing on your phone when you felt something seep through your pants
  • You groaned as you saw that your period had started
  • Luckily none of the blood had gotten on the couch so you quickly passed Seven’s work room in order to get a new pair of pants
  • You were in the bathroom trying to clean the blood out of your pants when you heard the door open
  • “Aw my poor MC’s period started. Come on I’ll clean those up later, you need to rest now!” Seven said as he dragged you into the bedroom
  • “But how did you know Saeyoung? I’m sorry I know that you’re busy working and it’s so embarrassing.“ You said as Seven tucked the blankets around you
  • He smiled and kissed your forehead saying “I’m the Defender of Justice MC! I know everything! But seriously I keep track of your cycle so I always know when you’re due to start.”
  • Seven got you a heating pad and laid down next to you rubbing your back and whispering how much he loved you
  • You fell asleep to Seven’s loving words and woke up the next morning to find a Seven had made you a messy cake saying ‘I love you’ on it as well as some of your favorite snacks and more heating pads
  • You were honestly so grateful for him and gave him a huge hug when you saw him
  • Seven smiled telling you that you deserved it and how he would take good care of you until your period was over
  • “Hey MC quick question, I never looked it up or anything but a period is when you pee blood right?” Seven asked as you were about to cut into the cake
  • Seven was lucky that you loved him and that you weren’t too emotional at that point to punch him