that he showed joy in seeing the both of them

BTS Reaction to Taking Care Of Their Baby While The Other Parent Is At Work



“Jin you’ve got this if you can handle five grown children and one grandpa then you can handle a baby.” 

When you came home you found his asleep on the couch while the baby rested next to him, asleep as well.  

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“Guys, I’ve got my kid for the day. If you guys come over I will kill all of you…except Jin-Hyung. He’s fine.” He would text to the group chat. 

The whole day Yoongi would try to keep his child occupied. When the baby would fall asleep Yoongi would take that chance to get a little work done, but when the baby was up Yoongi would give the baby his full attention. You would come home to see Yoongi asleep in the chair next to the crib. He would hear you come into the nursery and he would sit up. 

“Oh, you’re home.” 

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The house would be filled with music as you stepped inside. Hoseok was in the kitchen, along with Yoongi, Tae, and Namjoon, dancing as your baby laughed from the high chair. 

“Jagi, I think our kid likes dancing.” 

“Hobi, he can’t even walk yet. He’s probably laughing and giggling because you guys look so ridiculous.” 

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Rap Monster/Namjoon: 

“(Y/N), when will you back? Oh god, it’s crying. Right, she is crying, sorry. You’re right she isn’t an ‘it’. No, don’t hang up!” Namjoon would panic into the phone. 

It would be his first time having the baby alone. He was away for another tour so he saw his daughter at four months and when he came back she was almost a year old. 

“I’m sorry that I’m not the best dad, but I’m trying,” He would tell his daughter. He would just rant to her about his problems while keeping her occupied with toys and cuddling. He would get really philosophical for a little bit before realizing that she doesn’t know what he is saying. “You’re a good listener.” he would laugh at himself for being such a dork. 

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“Okay, listen here. We are going to work on walking since that’s what mommy/daddy says should be happening.” 

Jimin would spend the time that the baby wasn’t sleeping trying to teach the baby how to walk. Eventually,  Jimin would give up and just watch shows with your son. When you came home to see them both sitting on the couch you couldn’t help but think they looked alike. 

“did he start walking?” 

“Well here’s the thing, we tried but cartoons are more interesting to him, sorry.” 

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“Shoes, check

Jacket, check

Stroller, check

Food, check

Baby, check.” 

Taehyung wouldn’t be worried about having the baby the whole day. Taehyung would take the baby to the park down the street from your guy’s house. Taehyung would chat with the mom’s there and they all would comment on how cute your daughter was. 

“She is my pride and joy,” He would tell the moms. 

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“Hyung, what should I do?” Jungkook would call Tae since Tae was obvious father material. “Occupy him? He’s asleep.” Jungkook would be nervous about spending the day with your son. Jungkook hung up realizing that he had to do this on his own. 

The day was a lot for him but he enjoyed taking care of his son. Jungkook suddenly realized that you took care of the baby all alone a lot since he was gone for work. 

As you walked through the door you were bombarded with ‘thank you’s 

“How do you do this every day, alone? I will be around more, I promise. Today was so much work, I’m surprised you haven’t gone insane. Thank you for not hating me since I leave you alone a lot.” Jungkook would ramble but you would just roll you eyes since he was overreacting. 

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BTS REACTS TO: Seeing you at the airport after months apart

Anon Asked: BTS reaction to you meeting them at the airport after months of being apart because of them being on tour and you running into their arms to greet them while smiling and crying?

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Boarding off the plane and grabbing his suitcase was routine by now. He put no thought into the process, and he was one track minded on getting in the car with the boys to head back to the dorms and order food. You waiting for him just outside the airport automatic doors caught him completely by surprise. You stood there, tapping your foot. Anxiety and impatience getting a better hold of you. Jin’s face lit up the second he saw you, but when you saw him, you erupted into tears instead. The sudden burst of emotion caught Seokjin completely off guard. You ran into his arms, sobbed into his shirt – it has been far too long since the two of you had been apart. Jin soon enough found himself tearing up too.

“Ahhh, [y/n]… why are you crying?”

“I missed you, Jin…”

“You’re going to make me cry too!”

“Cut it out!”

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“My grandparents’ wedding in ‘59. My grandfather passed away last month, and every time I look at this picture I see how deeply he adored my grandmother. Their relationship showed me how to love another person with everything you have and still have enough left over to love them even more the next day, and through every trial life brings. This picture is representative of all the joy that encompassed their life together, because they were best friends both before and after they fell in love, and right up until the very end.”

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Request: Can you do an imagine where the reader is Negan’s only wife, and you have two young kids together, and he keeps them very sheltered because she is like the exact opposite of him, like very quite, soft spoken, and kind and stuff, and he doesn’t want his family to see him be brutal, but one day they watch him kill Spencer when he goes to Alexandria and she’s really scared of him, but he promises her that he would never treat her like that, and that he loves her. - Anon

Pairings: Negan x Reader

Warnings: language. death. angst. (grab a tissue)

Note: for reasons, Rosita will not be shooting at Negan even though we all know she does, but for this just please pretend.

“Psst.” You heard a quiet voice say as you felt a pinger poke softly against your cheek. Falling slowly from your sleeping trance, you glanced up to see your four year old son Connor sitting next to you. Sitting up quickly, you watched him in concern and attempted to assess how he had gotten out of his room.

His eyes were puffy as his tiny fists rubbed against them. You could tell he had been crying, and your heart swelled with grief. Pulling Connor into your lap, you rubbed his back softly as he started up his cries once again. Rocking him back and forth, you asked him a question through his cries.

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anonymous asked:

Before s4 started, I thought Madi and Flint's relationship will be cliched. That she will stay mistrustful of him for Silver's sake and all their interactions are going to involve him/revolve around him. But they did something amazing with them! I love that apart from the beach scene in 4x01 their relationship wasn't about Silver at all. They appreciated each other outside of Silver. A black woman and a gay man BrOTP against oppressive, homophobic Empire! How kick ass is that?!

there’s not a day that i don’t cry at the beauty of their friendship. at the slow, natural progress of it, going from wary and distrustful to allies to loyal friends and powerful leaders ready to burn down the unjust world and rebuild a better one together. there’s not a day that i don’t cry at the soft and subtle affection between them, at their convictions in the common cause and the strength they gave each other to see it through, at the deep understanding they shared about both the war and silver, the kind of understanding that eluded silver because he was both emotionally compromised and thus less perceptive of them and because he wasn’t as committed as they were, at the protectiveness they showed when they felt the other was threatened, at the grief they felt when they thought the other was gone and the sweet joy when they reunited… 

it’s so unbelievably well written and acted out that, even though they’ve only been by each other’s side for roughly five episodes (in s4), their relationship continued to develop off screen. they kept each other in mind while they were apart, both bent on protecting the cause and yet also keeping in mind that they needed the other not just because of the war, but because they thought the other a good person, a friend, and someone worth saving and protecting no matter what. i will never be over the scene where madi smiles as the voiceover says ‘’Flint had allies who would’ve only been emboldened by his death. Some of whom, had they the desire, could and would have fought his war without him to honor his memory.’’ not just for her people, but for him too. and i will never be over the unabashed and genuine admiration and respect flint showed her from the moment he met her.

i can’t believe they won’t miss each other something fierce now. it was such a gentle and sweet friendship, respectful and strong, even if it was brief. flint is powered by friendships with intelligent and kind people, they keep him good and alive, and she was one of those people in his life. one of the very few who had the ability to change his mind by simply quoting a line from a book at him. and i believe madi found a kindred spirit in him. someone who shared her strength of character, someone who had a good heart, who respected her people, and wanted to change the world for the better. i can’t imagine she won’t find a way to reach out and find him, if only to reassure herself silver didn’t lie and flint is truly safe and alive somewhere with someone he loves. and once she does she’ll kick down the door of his house and tell him off for leaving her before she crushes him with a hug.

UGHJADKHGS they’re so beautiful im crying again

anonymous asked:

Hello! I saw a request with a small human reader being stuck with a few robots. Do you mind if I request the human reader trying to get along with said robots after the event? Such as following them around like a duckling with its mother and asking them questions about themselves


  • Rung adores the small child and is excited they’re finally opening up! 
  • He’s kind and patient, answering any and all questions they ask. He especially likes to tell them about his model ships.
  • Megatron is more awkward. He’s hesitant to answer questions about himself, and will turn the conversation around to learn more about the child.
  • He gets nervous when they’re trailing behind him, and lets them ride on his shoulder so they don’t get stepped on or lost.


  • Cyclonus usually gives short, one-word answers. Until the child asks about where he’s from; then he tells them about his Cybertron. It makes him sad to think about it, but it’s also a relief to talk to someone about it.
  • He also makes up great bedtime stories.
  • Tailgate carries the little one all over the Lost Light, chattering away about anything and everything.
  • It tickles him pink when they copy him. He shows his duckling off to everyone at Swerve’s bar. Look! Look how good and cute they are!


  • Rewind records the child following Chromedome around. Half the time Chromedome doesn’t even notice either of them until he hears Rewind giggling.
  • Movie nights become educational video nights. Hooray…
  • This is their sparkling now; their pride and joy. It’s rare to see the little one with out at least one of them. 
  • They are both doting parents. Chromedome is especially protective when it comes to the bigger, more dangerous bots (Whirl…)


  • Ratchet actually doesn’t get impatient with all the questions. He’s used to having students, and will let the child follow him as long as they don’t get in the way. 
  • Sometimes he’ll ask them to hand him something while he’s working, then look over to see the Itty-Bitty struggling to pick up a wrench. Oops, he forgot they were a human for a sec…
  • Drift doesn’t like to talk about his past; he mostly talks to the child about faith. He teaches them about auras, healing crystals, and meditation. He believes spiritual health is just as important as physical health.
  • Speaking of health, Ratchet does weekly check-ups on the little one. They complain about how long and boring it is, but they get candy afterwards.
Brendon Urie x Reader : Date With A Dork

A/N: Despite what the request says this is still a gender neutral fic my lovelies! :) Requests, comments, and questions are accepted as always. I love you all, thanks so much! 2 more followers and then I hit my first 100. Thank you!!! The past month has been amazing, and I’ve loved writing fanfic for you guys! You’re the best.  

Anonymous said:
Hi!! Could I get an imagine where the reader is a YouTuber and Frank or Brendon (you choose) is a huge fan of her, they meet after a concer and he asks her out?? :D

You sat on the couch of the dressing room, tapping your foot nervously, anticipating the moment when your lifelong idol and celebrity crush would walk into the room. Sure, you were almost just as famous as he was, almost, but to you, he still seemed like a thousand levels higher. You grew up listening to all the Panic! At The Disco songs. They were the band that helped you survive middle school and high school, and to think that you’d be in the presence of Brendon Urie, the actual singer and front man of your favorite band, it blew your mind. You had met him online through some DM’s on Twitter, and you texted each other, even had a video talk, and Brendon decided to send you some free tickets for some of his upcoming shows in hopes that you could make it and you two could meet and hang out later. It felt surreal.

That day you had called Brendon a couple hours before he went on stage, and he had explained to you where to go and what to do in order to find him. Zach, who you had seen in a million backstage videos and Brendon periscopes, had introduced himself to you and showed you to the dressing room, sitting you down on the couch until Brendon came out from his shower. You had agreed upon walking to a little music shop Brendon had scouted out earlier, a place where he had told you he had bought one of his favorite guitars. You were lost in thought when the door swung open and Brendon’s eyes met yours, and your heart leapt. This was really happening.

“Nice to finally see you in person,” Brendon smiled as he dried his hair off with a towel, setting it down on the ground and giving you a hug. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Looks who’s talking,” you smirked, both of you walking out the door and down the sidewalk.

“I’ve watched a couple of your YouTube videos,” he chuckled. “You’re pretty cute.”

“Cute? More like embarrassing,” you rolled your eyes. “They find it humorous when I humiliate myself.”

“Stuffing marshmallows in your mouth is humiliating?” Brendon raised his eyebrows. “Ha, remind me what humiliation means the next time you get so drunk you take your pants off on stage.”

“Well that’s actually sort of hot,” you admitted. “A marshmallow filled mouth? I don’t think it even comes close.”

“You’re too humbling,” Brendon laughed. “I think you’re great.”

“Same,” you grinned. “I’ve been listening to your music for forever.”

“Forever is a really long time,” he reminded. “That’s almost fucking eternity, you know. I don’t think my band’s even been around that long.”

“You know what I meant silly,” you gave him a playful jab in the arm.

“You hit like a girl,” he teased. “No offense to girls.”

“You sing like a girl,” you joked. “Hitting those high notes and that falsetto.”

“Really now? I never noticed! Oh my gosh,” Brendon responded, doing his best Valley Girl impression, which made you giggle. You had seen him do it so many times in his Periscopes, and even sometimes on stage.

“The show was great by the way,” you added. “I loved it.”

“Was it worth the price?” he raised an eyebrow.

“You gave me tickets for free,” you laughed. “Remember?”

“Fuck, I love it when you laugh,” Brendon sighed happily. His eyes grew wide after he realized he had just said that aloud, and it only made you laugh more. “Damn, I didn’t think-”

“No, haha,” you regained composure. “It’s fine. I love your smile.”

“Really now?” he flashed a toothy grin.

“Not like that,” you rolled your eyes.

“You sure?” he insisted between his teeth.

“Better quit it or I’ll start calling you Beebo,” you playfully threatened.

“Because heaven forbid anyone call me that!” Brendon gasped. You both burst out into laughter as you neared the music shop.

“So this is the place, huh?” you wondered as he opened the door and ushered you in.

“Yup, the one and only,” he grinned. “Damn, it’s been forever since I’ve been in here.”

“You know, forever is a really long fucking time,” you reminded.

“Shut up,” he rolled his eyes. He slyly reached for your arm, holding your hand as you walked down the aisles, and you stayed silent, but bursting with joy that he would be so kind as to show that sign of affection. You knew Brendon could be flirty, but you never knew he was this romantic.

“Look, I see a Sinatra vinyl,” you hinted, pointing towards a copy of one of Brendon’s favorite albums.

“I think I spot a Weezer one too,” Brendon added excitedly. You both drifted off to that corner of the shop and released the hand holding, so that you could pick up a Death of a Bachelor vinyl.

“You see this?” you smiled. “You’re right up there with them, Brendon.”

“That’s insane,” he laughed. “I never thought I’d live to see the day.”

“It’s right there beside them,” you pointed out. “Look at you, Mr. Accomplishment.”

“Ah, you’re not too shabby yourself,” Brendon reassured. “You’ll be up there on the internet hall of fame one day. I know it.”

“Nah,” you shook your head. “I think I’ll be one of those old celebrities in the magazine showing how much I’ve aged or something like that.”

“Whatever,” Brendon chuckled.

You walked over to the guitars and picked one up, handing it to Brendon. It was a lovely acoustic, and Brendon just looked at it and smiled. “Play something,” you begged. “I want to hear you.”

“You just did? Remember? About an hour ago?” Brendon reminded.

“No, I mean just you and me,” you persisted. “Right here, right now.”

“If you insist,” Brendon sighed, sitting down on a stool and strumming a couple chords. “Oh shit, what do I even sing?”

“Jesus loves me more than he loves you,” you joked.

“Oh I think that’s going to be featured on our next album,” Brendon teased. “You’re not allowed to tell anyone yet. It’s going to be the second single after Pirate Love.”

“That one you wrote with Kenny?” you giggled.

“That’s the one,” Brendon nodded. “Swab my deck!”

“Brendon!” you squealed.

“I’m just playing around,” he reassured. He strummed a couple chords and then hummed, starting to sing. It sounded familiar, but it wasn’t until he sang the first few words did it register what song it was. “I’m just setting, I’m just setting a trap. And I’m not pulling, no, I’m not pulling for ya-”

“You’re just pulling at me,” you chimed in.

“I’m not a betting man, but this is a sure thing,” you both grinned as you sang the words together. “Bababadadadadabababadada, I’ve been to Tokyo and to South Africa…”

“So many places,” you laughed.

“That you might say I’ve seen it all,” Brendon gave a goofy face.

“But my favorite place is the warm embrace, of holding your hair back in a bathroom stall,” you both sang out the lyrics playfully. “Everything I do is bittersweet, you could tell me secrets that I’ll probably repeat, I’m not trying to hurt you, I just love to speak, it feels like we’re pulling teeth. So bittersweet…” Brendon strummed a couple elaborate chords and you both laughed, until he put the guitar down.

“So you know all the words,” he smiled. “I like that.”

“I love that song,” you sighed. “Vices and Virtues bonus tracks are literally the best.”

“That’s what they all say,” Brendon smirked.

“So, any bonus tracks for Death of a Bachelor?” you raised your eyebrows, hoping to possibly pry some information out of him.

“I already fucking told you y/n, you’re not allowed to ask anymore questions about the new Beyoncé collaboration,” he groaned playfully. “That’s strictly between Queen Bey and me, got it?”

“You’re such a dork,” you giggled.

“Is that a good thing?” he wondered.

“It’s amazing,” you reassured, and almost instinctively, you gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He bit his lip trying to suppress a smile, and you skipped over to the rack of CD’s, pretending nothing had happened. An employee who was restocking some of them looked at you.

“Were you the one with the lovely voice?” he wondered.

“Nah, that would be Brendon over there,” you explained. “He’s the singer.”

“You didn’t sound too terrible yourself,” the man reassured.

“You’re too kind,” you blushed.

“Hey y/n,” Brendon snapped. You turned around, surprised at the sudden sharpness of Brendon’s voice. “Let’s go, we’ve got dinner reservations.”

“We do?” you inquired.

“Yes, we do, so let’s get going,” Brendon insisted. He tugged on your arm and basically dragged you out of the store, until you reached the corner and he finally let go.

“What the hell was that all about?” you asked.

That’s when Brendon kissed you, right then and there, his lips pressed up to yours, and when he pulled away, he left you stunned. “I didn’t like the way that man was hitting on you,” Brendon shrugged. “You’re mine.”

“Am I now?” you smirked.

“If uh, you’re okay with that,” he double checked.

“You little dork,” you kissed him on the lips quickly. “You’re too adorable, Brendon.”

“Nah, you’d beat me any day,” Brendon shook his head.

“So I believe there were mentions of dinner reservations?” you reminded.

“If you’re up for it,” he shrugged.

“I’m up for anything,” you grinned. “As long as you’ll be there.”

“Are you saying yes to a date with the biggest dork ever?” Brendon wondered.

“Yes I am,” you nodded. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Old Friends ( Pre-Curse Prince Adam x reader)

Hello! An Anonymous requested this based on certain prompts: 2-“Come dance with me.” 22-“ What’s in it for me?” and 55: “ Let’s ditch this place and do something fun.” So I do hope I didn’t not disappoint. I love Dan Stevens he’s amazing because not everyone is a Disney Prince and an Xmen. So with out further a due please enjoy.

Originally posted by until-the-last-petal-falls

Tonight was a very special night. The night that you get to see your oldest friend Adam, or Prince Adam as you were told to call him. But you two were very close that you ignored formalities. He was hosting one of his very expensive parties again and your family was invited. You weren’t royalty like your friend, but your family was one of the more richer families in France. You had dressed in your best gown, it was very extravagant and it was (f/c). You even wore the necklace Adam gave you as a child. Ever since his mother died you hadn’t seen your friend as much. His father thought you were to rambunctious for his son. You weren’t too bad you were just being kids back then. The two of you would run around the castle playing pretend. The staff loved you despite what their master said. You were always so kind and respectful to them. They would say that you and Adam were like a lock and a key. You complimented each other perfectly. But then his father passed and Adam shut you out, completely. He changed from the list of his mother more but he seemed like a different person. You haven’t seen him in seven years. So you don’t know if your even going to see your friend or a stranger. But you were excited none the less. You had decided that you were going to arrive a bit earlier than what you were supposed to. So as your carriage pulled up to the castle your stomach was filled with butter flies. Your driver went up first to the castle to announce your arrival. As you stepped out, it was like stepping into an old memory. The castle had looked exactly the same, like no time had passed at all. You stepped up to the door and was greeted by a familiar face “ Hello Mrs. Potts.” You said stepping inside. She came up and embraced you in a hug saying “ Oh bless my stars! Miss (Y/N) is that really you?” You hugged back “ It’s me alright.” She backed up “ Let me look at you dearie. Oh you’ve grown up so well, and very beautiful too.” You blushed an thanked her. You heard a faint call in the background and saw a little boy who couldn’t have been more than five years old. “ And who’s this?” You said crouching down to the floor to be at the same level as the boy. “ This is my son Chip. ” she replied. “ Why hello Chip I’m (Y/N).” You said to the young lad. “ Nice to meet you miss.” He said with his hand out. You shook it and complimented him on his manners. They were much better than yours when you were his age. “ Are you the lady who’s in all those pictures the master has?” You raised an eyebrow as Mrs. Potts shook her head. “ I’m not sure I’ve never seen those pictures.” You told him. You stood up as Cogsworth and Lumier entered. “ Ah Miss (Y/N) I thought I heard your voice! See Cogsworth I told you she’d show up. ” Lumier sneered patting his friend on back. “ It is good to see you again Miss (Y/N) .” Cogsworth said. You hugged them both. You were escorted into the sitting room as you were catching up with your old friends. For such a big Castle news traveled fast. Many of the staff members came in and greeted you with joy. Even Mr.Potts came in and he was a very forgetful man. “ What is all that noise?! I thought I told you not to disturb me until…” As you turned around you saw Adam stopped in his tracks. He was enthralled when he saw you. Last time he saw you both of you were young teenagers. You had grown to be quite beautiful. “ Hello Adam. It’s so good to see you.” You said walking up to him. “ (Y/N) y-your… Your early. ” he said flustered. Not the welcome you were expecting. “ What’s a few minutes between friends?” You replied. “ Well I will see you later on tonight. Go to one of the guest rooms and I will send Plumette up to assist you in… Cleaning yourself up. I’m having very important people over and I requested that you look your best. But we’ll fix you up.” You were taken back by his statement. Why would he say something like that? “ You’re quite the charmer aren’t you?” You said crossing your arms. “ Well I need you to look more professional. You look too much like… You.” He said as if he was justified. “ And since when did you think that was a problem?” You exclaimed. “ I will talk to you later!” He yelled and walked back up to his room. Still taken back by the way he talked to you, you just stood there. Looks like Adam was more of a stranger than you thought he’d be. You headed up to his room despite everyone telling you not to. You knocked on the door and he told you to enter. “ You want to tell me what that was about back there?” You said walking up to where he was getting ready. “ What do mean?” You rolled your eyes. “ You making it sound like I’m not good enough to even step foot on the premises.” He then replied with something you did not expect, especially from someone who was your friend. “ You’re upset because I wanted you to look presentable for my other guest? I’m sorry I know it’s hard for people of your class to understand, but when you are invited somewhere you dress your best. You weren’t royalty but he had no right to say that. Full of anger you questioned ” People of my class?! Adam those are your fathers words not yours!“ He then yelled ” Do NOT compare me to my father! Now do as I said and I will talk to you LATER!“ With that you left too angry to say anything else. Later Plumette had assisted in fixing up your makeup and Madam Garedrobe made adjustments to your dress. But she made sure that they were undo able so that she could turn it back in to the dress you loved. She even questioned her self why the master said to change it. She left so that she could warm up with Maestro and left you and Plumette alone for some finishing touches. ” Plumette, how long has Adam acted like that?“ She sighed ” Ever since the king and queen died. “ you felt great sorrow for your friend he had changed so much. Later that night during the party you did your best to fit in but all of those other rich families were starting to annoy you so for most of it you just sat near Garedrobe and Maestro listening to their beautiful music and just people watching. As you watched all of the people you noticed something out of place. Adam was also sitting alone just watching everyone as well. Looks like his night wasn’t going as planned. When Garedrobe took a break to get something to drink you asked her to sing an old song that Adam and you used to dance to as kids. She agreed and told Maestro about it. When the music started back up again Adam recognized it right away. You walked up to him and held out your hand saying ” Come dance with me.“ He huffed not really wanting to do anything, this night wasn’t going how he thought it would. When he looked at you to give an answer he saw that little girl he used to play with, who was his best friend. ” What’s in it for me?“ He asked. You gave him a look that said ‘really’ . You thought for a moment what could get him to do this little action. ” You can tell me what to do for the rest of the night and I will not complain, deal?“ You said ashamed of the idea but it was the only one you had. He then grinned and agreed and he escorted you to the dance floor. He surprised you with his quite exceptional dancing skills. Both of you were having fun, just as you did when you you were kids. Though your dance skills were a little better than those little kids you once were. And he was actually able to pick you up and spin you around. You had gotten a small part of your old friend to come out from that jerk you found. When the song ended almost nothing in the room had changed just a few looks from girls either in disgust or jealousy. You thanked Adam and as you were about to leave he whispered ” Let’s ditch this place and do something fun!“ You looked back at him confused ” You said if I danced with you you would do what ever I told you and you wouldn’t complain remember?“ He said with a sly smile. You sighed and agreed. You both escaped the very boring party and sneaked out one of the many secret doors. The passage led into the garden, but there was a small ledge that you were hesitant about. A loud gasp came from you as you landed on the ground. Thank goodness you weren’t hurt and neither were you clothes. ” You were taking too long.“ Adam whined as he himself jumped down. ” You’re such a jerk Adam.“ You said shaking your head. ” I am not!“ He continued to whine. ” What happened to that kid I knew? What happened to my friend? You’re so different now.“ You said with a hint of sadness. Your Adam used to be kind, not so judgmental. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. ” In what way am I ‘different’ as you put it?“ You sighed carefully selecting your words. ” Your thinking is different. You used to think that it was okay that I liked things simple and that I was in a lower position than you. You just seem more arrogant, angry, and a little whiney.“ He crossed his arms ” I am none of those things. “ You looked at him as he realized what he said as soon as it came out of his mouth. ” I’m… I’m sorry (Y/N) if I offended you. I guess some of my father did rub off on me. If it means anything I thought you looked beautiful when you first came in. “ he said with a half smile hoping you would forgive him. ” I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I guess seeing you with a mixture of my fathers views and my love for you wasn’t a good mix.“ You snapped your head unsure that you heard him right. A: he apologized twice, and B: well did he really just say that? ” What did you just say?“ He blushed and tried to shrug it of as nothing. ” Oh no Adam. Did you just say you love me?“ You asked slightly smiling. ” No I didn’t. Stop it .“ He retorted. ” Oh my god you did. You said that you love me.“ You said poking him. As you kept poking him he grabbed your wrist angrily and did something you didn’t expect. He crashed his lips into yours. After the shock you kissed back. It became a hungry kiss very quickly. When you broke for air Adam said ” I didn’t know any other way to get you to stop talking. You were being annoying.“ You smiled as you leaned your foreheads together. ” Remind me to be annoying more often.“ There was a long silence before Adam started talking again. ” (Y/N) I was wondering if you could or wanted to spend the night here? With me?“ He asked looking down as he did. You lifted his head to look at those beautiful blue eyes of his ” Of course, I’d love to. Plus we made a deal so if you tell me too I kinda have to. Now you said we were going to do something fun.“ He laughed and led you to the stables. ” We are going to race just like we did when we were kids.“ He said opening the horses pens. ” And the winner gets to eat what ever leftover dessert they want, while the loser has no say in what they eat.“ He explained. You playfully gasped ” You’re a monster.“ You them blushed as he let out a growl and sneered. You mounted your horse saying ” You’re on your Majesty.“
Jerome Valeska Imagine #8: Jerome's Unknown Family

Pairing: Jerome x Reader

Warnings: The slightest of smut

Requested: No


You sat at the table drinking your coffee as you and your son, Jay, watched the morning news.

“Wow, Jerome is really one messed up guy.” Jay commented as he watched the lunatic on tv.

“Yup, more messed up than Barbra Gordon and that Galavan chick.” You reply back.

“Yeah.” Jay chuckles, “well, I’m gonna get ready for school. I’ll be right back.”

“This time brush your teeth!” You shout to him as he walks into the darkly lit hall.

You go back to eating your breakfast and begin to remember the night Jay was conceived.


“Jerome, are you sure we should be doing this?” You asked covering your breasts with your blanket as Jerome undressed.

“Does it matter?” He said pulling off his pants and boxers. “As long as I’m with you, I’m fine.” He crawls under the sheets with you.

He begins to position himself, “are you sure you want this? We can wait ‘til we’re older. I seriously don’t mind, baby.”

You kiss his lips softly then pull away, “I’m ready, so long as I’m with you.” You giggle.

Jerome kissed you back passionately and that night you two made love.


You snap out of your daze and look at your son who’s already dressed and ready for school. “Ready?” You ask him, gathering your things and putting your purse over your shoulder.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” He said as he began walking to the front door of your apartment. Once you two left for school and work, the window in your living room creaked open and someone slipped inside.


After work, you walked to the elementary school and went to go pick up Jay. You sat on a bench, remembering the night Jerome left you. You were going to tell him that you were pregnant with his baby.


Jerome came home late one evening and you had stayed up waiting for him. You ran up to him completely worried about his whereabouts. “Jerome! Are you okay baby? You look terrible. Let me get you some ice.”

Jerome sat on a seat at the dining table and waited for you to come with a pack of ice and a glass of water. You gave it to him as soon as you came. “What happened to you?”

“Got in a fight. Don’t worry about it, doll.”

“Don’t worry?! Jerome! You’re hurt and you’re telling me not to worry about it? What the hell happen to you J? You used to tell me everything now it’s like I don’t even know you anymore, Jerome. What aren’t you telling me?”

Jerome looked sideways before answering, “I was at another girl’s house.” He said.

You were taken aback, “you were where?”

He then looked at you, “I was at your best friends house. We were having sex when her boyfriend walked in on us.” He said coldly.

You could feel tears running down your cheeks already. “W-why?”

“Because Y/N, you’re boring the hell outta me. You’re not as fun as you used to be. What happened to that fun and spontaneous girl I used to know? Now you act like this adult that knows everything. Where’s your sense of adventure?”

Your fists began to clench, “get the hell out of my house!”

“What?” Jerome stood up.

“Get the hell out of my house! You don’t live here anymore! Go live with that horrible bitch I call my best friend! I don’t want you here anymore! Get the hell out of my life! I hate you Jerome Valeska! I fucking hate you!” You screamed at him.

Jerome glared at you, “Fuck you.” He said before leaving your house.

The moment your parents came down stairs to check up on you, you were already on your knees crying.

That was the last you had ever spoken to Jerome.


When you spotted Jay, you smiled and wiped the tears from your eyes. He walked up to you and noticed your eyes were a little red as was your nose, “mom, are you okay?”

“Yeah, of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” You smile to him.

“Because it looked like you’ve been crying for a minute or two.” He said.

“I’m fine. Let’s just go home. Want to stop somewhere to get something to eat?”

“Nah, I’ve got leftovers at home waiting for me in the fridge.” He clasped his hands evilly. It hurt you that he looked and acted so much like Jerome.

You patted your sons head and led him the way home.

When you got to your apartment, you noticed the living room window was open. Suddenly you heard your son screaming in his room and you flashed to it. When you got there, you noticed Jerome standing by Jay’s homework desk. You covered your son protectively. “Jerome what are you doing here?” You asked rather calmly, knowing Jerome’s temper.

Jerome placed Jay’s award back, the he’d been looking at previously. He looked to you and walked further, only for you to back up to the door with your son. “You didn’t tell me you had a kid.”

“Why would I tell you? You cheated on me the day I was supposed to tell you.” You look him in the eyes.

It was then that Jerome’s face fell and he looked between you and your son. “He-he’s my kid.” Jerome stuttered.

You nod, still holding Jay back. The boy at this moment is still horrified and utterly confused. He looks between his mother and newly found father.

Jerome looks at Jay, “I-I, I gotta go.” Then Jerome left out of Jay’s bedroom window.

You hugged Jay tightly, “it’s okay.” You rub his back.

Jay only looks at the open window.


The next day, instead of going to school, Jay set of on an adventure and decided to go look for his disfigured father. It had been quite the journey. He’d searched everywhere. Any place this maniac could be. While crossing the street, Jay forgot to look both ways and crossed while the light was still green. As he walked, a car came zooming by and guess who happened to be there. Papa Jerome himself. He grabbed Jay and ran back to the same side of the corner Jay had previously walked from.

Jerome dusted his son’s clothes, “are you an idiot or something?” Jerome crouched down to his son’s level.

“No. I-I was just eager.”

“Eager for what?” Jerome stood back up.

“To look for you.”

This surprised Jerome. “Me? Why would you want to find me?”

“Because I’m your son. I’m the kid whose room your were snooping around.”

“To tell you the truth kid. I may or may not have other kids just like you so gotta be more specific.” Jerome said.

“Yesterday. My mom’s name is Y/N.”

Jerome gulped, his heart pounding loud and almost out of his chest. He never really got over you. After your fight, Jerome wanted to apologize, but your parents were already there comforting you, and knowing your father, he wouldn’t have let Jerome get any closer, so he left heartbroken.

Jerome was pulled from his thoughts when Jay waved a hand in his face, “um, Jerome…”

“Y-yeah, sorry uh…”


“Jay. Look I’m sorry I wasn’t really there for you for all those years, but um, if you let me, I could be there for ya now?” Jerome crouched to his sons level.

Jay smiled, “you mean it?”

Jerome couldn’t help but smile. Actually looking into his son’s Y/E/C eyes made him happy. One second with his son and he’s in love with his kid. “Yeah.” Jerome said. “I’ll be there for you from now on.”

Suddenly Jay hugged him. And Jerome felt even more happy than he was before. Jerome squeezed back and didn’t let him go. “I’m so sorry Jay. I promise to be there for you from now on.” Jerome pulled away.

“Thanks, Jerome.”

“Y-you can call me dad if you want.”

Jay smiled more. “Thanks dad.”

This made Jerome’s heart swell with joy. The two shared a laugh and decided to walk home.

But it wasn’t long when you showed up. You saw Jerome walking with Jay, both smiling and laughing. You ran up to them, “Jay! There you are!” You hug him. “Don’t you ever scare me like that!” You pulled away.

“Sorry mom.” He apologized.

You then looked up to see Jerome standing there. “Look I told you-”

Without thinking, Jerome pulled you in for a kiss. You wanted to melt into it, but you could only remember what he did to you so you pull away. Tears began to stream from your eyes, “I’m sorry.” You say as you turn around begin to walk.

Jerome grab your wrist and stops you. You turn to him and he pulls you into his chest. He caresses your cheek, “I’m a load of crap, I know, but I promised Jay I’d be there for him, so I’m going to promise you too, I’m going to be there for you two for as long as fucking live. I love you, Y/N. I never stopped and I’ll never stop. You’re my doll and I love you and our son so fucking much. I’m not leaving you two. I swear it.” He looked you in the eyes before giving you the most passionate kiss you’ve ever received.

You cried into the kiss and so did he. Jerome buried his head in the crook of your neck and kissed it. After you two stayed like that for a small while, you pulled away, smiling.

Jerome smiled too, kissing your lips every now and then as you three walked back to your apartment. You three earned pretty nasty looks from strangers down the street, but chose not to pay attention to them. You and Jay were happy with Jerome beck in your life, and that’s how it would stay for years.


Note: OMG! I had to rewrite this one bc the other version was trash. But this one was a bit cuter, so enjoyyyy💋

James and Lily live...

Snapshots of the Potter Family if James and Lily hadn’t died:

  • The Potter house is huge and warm, with red brick walls and giant windows. Sunlight streams through the open curtains, and tiny specks of dust hand suspended in the warm glow of the beams.
  • The color of the walls are a slightly different shade in every room, ranging from burgundy, to gold, to chestnut, to white, and to scarlet (and just about every color in between).
  • The coloring, of course, is a result of Lily’s multiple attempts to paint the house, but getting sidetracked partway through each time.
  • The floors are hardwood (with some tiling in the bathrooms) but they’re covered in a mismatched assortment of rugs.
  • Some are large and shaggy, other are small with pretty designs, and there’s a horrid olive-green one under the couch that no one really knows where it came from.
  • James thinks the rugs are charming, that they “bring character to the house.” Lily says that she hates them (but, in truth, she has a soft spot for the hazardous appearance of their house).
  • Their house is full of family pictures, and they also have a strange painting of a daffodil yellow clad wizard fighting a dragon (the wizard is awfully loud with a high-pitched voice, but the dragon is sweet and bashful).
  • Of course, there’s cat fur over everything (furniture, clothes, everything).
  • A patchwork pile of pillows covers every piece of furniture, and blankets can be found in every inch of the house (they’re warm and woolly, a mix of nice plaid ones and some chunky, misshapen ones that Lily knitted)
  • Outside, there’s a small garden, and it’s just as much of a palette of random colors as everything else they own. There’s a big yard and giant trees that Lily like to sit beneath and watch the leaves fall.
  • The yard and house alike are strewn with Harry’s toys.
  • Lily is constantly tripping over them, and James is constantly caught playing with them when he’s supposed to clean up.
  • Harry, of course, is a bubbly bundle of joy who never stops smiling. He wears hand-me-down glasses from James, and both of them have the crazy messy hair (sometimes, Lily thinks that Harry is her Husband’s clone)
  • And their life is full of joy and little happy things:
  • Lily and James take Harry to the pond to feed ducks. The sky is kind of cloudy, but it’s warm enough that they only need light jackets. Harry claps when he sees the birds, a smile breaking across his cheeks as ducklings follow their mother. Lily shows him how to toss them bread, and he copies her, laughing as he does so. James steals some of the bread because he’s hungry, and the duck-feeding adventure quickly turns into Lily throwing bread at him while he apologizes, and Harry almost wandering into the pond to catch a duck.
  • James teaches Harry quidditch at a young age, and Lily often catches the two of them wasting the entire day in the yard tossing the balls around and red-faced from exhaustion. Harry is a natural (just as James always hoped he would be), but unlike his father, he excels at being a seeker. James tries his best to convert his son to being a chaser, but fails miserably (aka, Harry accidentally throws the quaffle too hard and breaks his father’s nose).
  • Their family dinners are always loud and happy. The dinner is usually sort of burnt b/c Lily made it and she can’t cook at all (James tells her to use magic, but she refuses). They do more talking than eating. James and Lily are smiling and laughing, and Harry rambles on about something he read/saw/did that day. Sometimes, their cat jumps on the table (cue ensuing chaos). Other times, Sirius or Remus join them (when either visits, they help cook, and the food is drastically better). Then, the dinners turn louder and fill with more laughter, interspersed with stories of Hogwarts and mischief. The table is always a mess and the kitchen is always worse, but everyone is smiling too hard to care.
  • As mentioned above, the Potters own a cat. He’s a big fluffy thing with thick gray fur and a mushy face. James named him Elvendork despite Lily’s pleas for something different, but the name fits the cat perfectly. He’s big and fluffy and grouchy, and he’s a terrible menace: always jumping on the table, knocking things over, or sleeping on people’s heads (the Potters, of course, couldn’t love him more).
  • Harry’s first day of Hogwarts begins with chaos. They forget Harry’s owl the first time out of the house, and then have to return a second time because Lily realized that he was missing his glasses too. Their time at the station is sweet and short (if not a bit chaotic). It’s full of goodbyes, and checklists, and hair ruffling (”Dad! Stop it!”), and promises of mischief (”James, don’t encourage him!”), and the promise to write every day. Then, he’s off on the train and Lily and James are both waving and kissing (and Harry is hiding his face in embarrassment).
    • Also, even though he doesn’t have the scar, he still becomes friends with Ron and Hermione. Though they meet more through a: “Can I sit here?” “Yeah sure, cool rat by the way.” “It’s a hand-me-down.” “My cat can eat it if you want.” “What?!?” “Joking. Harry Potter.” “Ron Weasley.” (and then, of course, Hermione comes in asking about toads, and later in the school year they become friends by consoling her after she’s bullied, instead of the troll thing). And they’re friends through laughter, and standing up for each other, and quidditch, and stuff like that.
  • The Weasleys and the Potters quickly start to have holidays and dinners together. Which, ofc, only strengthens Harry and Ron’s friendship.
  • And James comes to every one of Harry’s quidditch games (lets pretend parents come to watch them) (and he gets a little too enthusiastic, but Lily’s too busy being split between cheering and laughing at his gold and red face to care).
  • Also: Christmases filled with warm smells and too much wrapping paper. And there are so many people and a ton of burnt cookies, and eggnog and laughter. There are snowball fights at midnight (always including the Potters, and often bringing in Sirius, Remus, some Weasleys, and Hermione). And the day is loud and exciting, but it always ends with Harry huddled up beneath a blanket, asleep with his glasses crooked and his hair everywhere. And James and Lily slow-dancing in front of the fire (usually to non-slow-dance songs) both of them with their eyes closed, and heads on each other’s shoulders.
  • And then there are the letters for Harry’s random detentions (for which James cheers and Lily scolds, but smiles fondly). There are trips to Diagon Alley where nothing but wandering is achieved, and Lily taking Harry to experience the muggle world.
  • There are impromptu family quidditch matches, where Harry and James are super competitive, and Lily can barely fly straight. Rules are abandoned and bludgers break windows, but no one cares b/c they’re happy.
  • And then there’s Ginny and Harry’s love for her. James’ teasing and Lily slapping him because, “you pined over a girl too, you know.” There’s her loud laugh and gleeful voice, her competitive personality, the confident way she talks, and how proud, and strong of a woman she is. James and Lily love her and treat her like a daughter. And they try their best to make things as awkward between the two as possible: James teases them, and Lily always tries to show Ginny baby pictures, they do embarrassing parent things when she’s over at dinner, and James tries to scare her away with his skill at quidditch.
    • Ginny, of course, is just as good at quidditch (if not better), and as soon as he finds out that she’s a chaser James instantly loves her. (And she holds great, engaging conversations with him. IE: the mischievous part of her and the same part of his converging together).
  • And their life is full of walks in autumn: James and Lily holding hands as they watch Harry kick up leaves. Nights of stargazing where Lily falls asleep and James spends the entire night breathlessly naming constellations. Inside family jokes and traditions. Mismatched socks everywhere in the house and James taking April Fool’s to the extreme. Burnt food, and quidditch, and red and gold. Impromptu hexes and bertie botts beans. Lily and Harry making James a lopsided birthday cake (and him loving it anyway). Cat fur sweaters, and laughter, and spring cleaning (which turns into forts and pillow fights).
  • And their family is quirky, and colorful, and loud. It’s sweet, and cozy, and happy. They’re together, they’re alive.
  • And all is well.

Forest (an old roleplay)

23 year old Emma and her boyfriend, Theo were expecting their first baby with joy and excitement. As they were an open mind couple, loved nature and natural way of everything, they arranged to spend the last trimester on a lonely place, just a few people around, no big buildings or anything, just nature a little hut next to the woods and surrounded by the sea. She was really huge despite she was just 34 weeks pregnant, her belly was bigger than the average size. Maybe it was a big baby, she thought, but nothing would stop her from pushing out that baby all by herself, that was its mainly purpose afterall.

By this last trimester, she was tired all the time and needed to pee every 5 minutes and her clothes weren’t comfortable for her anymore, so she was either naked or just wearing bikinis and tank tops. Emma had been having discomfort for the last week, it was pretty normal she thought, it was just the end of the pregnancy, having cramps and light pains on her back and low belly, pretty sure it was normal, it was just her body preparing to birth their baby.

The summer days in that place passed slowly which was a delight for Theo who used to spend all the day watching fascinated the beautiful shapes of Emma’s body. During a beautiful morning Theo woke up for first and watched Emma who was sleeping totally naked. He was so fascinated for such a beautiful sight, started to caress and kiss her soft skin, running down to her huge pregnant belly, he wanted to wake her up in a gently manner; when both were finally awaken they decided to have a fast breakfast and go out and walk around the forest near the little hut.

It was a fresh morning, Emma was really happy and full of joy by being with her lovely sweet love of her life, expecting their baby and in a beautiful peaceful place.They were always kissing, and showing love and affect to each other, there were nobody to see them anyway. Before leaving the hut, Emma put on a white top, which stretched around her belly and breasts, she was big to fit in it now, but she didn’t mind. Theo was wearing his swimsuit, an orange short, shirtless, wearing a backpack with food, water and towels if it was necessary, they loved to go to the woods and swim on a lake.

They stepped out of the hut, walking slowly, talking and dreaming about their future, after 40 minutes of walk they got to the lake, Emma was really exhausted feeling that lower pain on her back and belly, she rubbed it all the time, suddenly she felt her baby moving, smiled and held Theo’s hand and placed it against her belly for him to feel their baby.

“You feel it? He or she is really awaken and moving!” She said happily, kissing him softly. “Can we take a break? I’m exhausted, babe.” She asked sitting on a rock next to the lake.

Theo helped her to get more comfortable watching Emma taking off her tank top “what a beautiful sight” he thought, Emma’s breasts seemed so full, round and perfect. Theo was hypnotized by her body, he caressed her and started kissing her lips, playing with her redish hair, caressing her gorgeous curves and took off her bikini top, to kiss and suck from those beautiful breasts slightly hanging above her belly. Emma kissed him back, she loved how he enjoyed her body and new curves, pleasure him was a great feeling. Both were now naked next to the lake, the sun lights stroking their bodies as they loved each other passionately, Theo’s hands kept stroking Emma’s breasts running down to her sweet mons, feeling her wetness inside pleasuring her with his fingers.

Theo pushed her gently on the ground, above a towel and put himself on top of her, on his knees, holding Emma’s legs and pulling her closer to his hard shaft, she smiled caressing her breasts watching his moves, he started to stroke her wet lips with the tip of his shaft, making her want him badly, he pushed his hard lenght inside her very slowly making her moan.

Theo, took Emma by the hips to pull her closer and go deeper. She moaned louder, feeling the pressure on her opening, waves of pleasure running through her body, still playing with her breasts, a small drop of a semi-white transparent liquid came out of her stiff nipple. Smiling she daubed the drop with her fingertip and led it to his lips for he to taste it.

He thrusted her faster and harder, watching her body moving at his pace, her moans became louder and slowly sat on the ground, switching positions, making Theo to lay down and she placing herself on top of him, sitting on his hard shaft, Theo’s hands instantly started to play with her ass and legs, as she moved up and down slowly.

It felt amazing, despite the fact she was highly pregnant, her breasts and belly bounced up and down at their pace, riding him make her feel him completely inside her, deeply. She moaned of pleasure, placing both hands on his torso to support her weight. Suddenly she stopped, feeling a hard backpain and a stabbing pain in her low belly, her eyes grew wide with alarm, feeling her belly gettin contracted. “oh…I think…I’m having a contraction, babe!” She was shocked but happy, smiling at him, he placed his hands on her belly still inside her, slowly she kept riding him. They knew it was gonna be a long time before the birth and read sex always helped the labour to go faster. They kept doing sweet love in differenet positions, the contractions were feeling stronger, but the pleasure he provoked her, made them bearable. She was lying on her back again and Theo on top of her thrusting her hard, she moaned and breath deeply feeling a strong contracion hiting her, she closed her eyes to focus on Theo’s touch, but the top of his dick was reaching her cervix making it painful, she yelled and tried to stop him with her hands heavily breathing and squirming under him. “aahh…”

Emma closed her eyes in a mix of pleasure and pain and continued to enjoy the moment even if was a little bit painful, the pressure on her hips because of the contractions was becoming creasing, the pain was bearable, she barely noticed them, but it really hurt when he reached her contracting cervix. She decided to have the control again and ride him, slowly feeling his dick entering her, she started bouncing up and down, deeper and harder, both moaning and holding their hands. She pushed her head back, feeling the pleasure, her climax was really close. “Don’t stop…ohh…yesss” he yelled, closing his eyes. “Babe….I’m cumming…don’t stop…cum with me…cum inside me….make me pregnant again” she whispered gasping for air, her breasts and belly boucing reinless and her long red hair on the wind. She felt The releasing his warm spice inside her, she couldn’t stop her climax, feeling her orgasm running through her whole body, shaking on top of Theo, she let a loud moan come out with her head thrown back. He still inside her, both breath taken hearing a “pop” noise and suddenly a gush of water came out from Emma’s opening, soaking her thighs and all his pelvic zone. Both looked down, still not understanding what have just happened, the tip of Theo’s dick had burst Emma’s water sack.

Emma looked freightened at Theo’s eyes and started to pant with fear. He went out of her and put back on his swimsuit asking “honey don’t be scared, I’m here with you, your water just broke and me and you know what we have to do"

She was now lying on the ground with her legs spreaded and breathing deeply and holding her belly with her hands, he asked: “honey are you still able to walk?”

“yes…ohh…this has just started…I think we still have plenty of time…” She answered breathing deeply through a contraction

Theo took her by the hands and pulled her to helped her standing, she was holding her hands on Theo’s shoulders so they started to walk near the lake, the contractions were arriving now every 6\7 minutes and were very long and intense.

The pressure on her pelvic zone was really uncomfortable, the pain of the contractions creasing, she was tired and sweaty, but walking helped. It was noon and her labour was progressing really fast, she couldn’t believe they were gonna meet their baby soon. She put back her bikini, wishing to go home, she started to get scared caused by the strong contractions she was having. “Ahhh it hurts…I don’t know how much I can hold it…” She said walking in circles, breathing deeply, as the contraction peaked she wrapped her arms on his neck and hold there rocking her hips to ease the pain. Each contraction was stronger that the last one, her belly contracted and felt hard as a rock. “How dilated you think I am?’” She asked tired, walking again.

Theo massaged her back all the time, supporting her with sweet words and kisses, after 3 or 4 hours Emma tried to stay calmed but the pain was unbearable now, she was starting regreting a total natural birth. The contractions were really closed to each other and the pressure on her pelvis was too much, she felt she was spliting in 2, the baby’s head descending fast made her feel pressure on her cervix. “aaaghh I can’t anymore!!!” she sobbed panting

Theo helped her to lay down, pulling out her panties and inserted 2 fingers “Honey you’re fully dilated!” he said surprised, Emma was really scared at this point, even when both read books and made research about it, they couldn’t be totally prepared. She was lying down, her legs wide spread, Theo’s words made her feel comfortable and secure.

“Ohh…here comes the pressuree….aaahhhnnnnng” She felt her body demanding her to push, so she did, it felt so good, like releasing all this energy.

“aaannngg aaah! I can feel it!! I feel everything!!” she said shocked by all the feelings she was going through. She took a deep breathe, pulled her legs up and pushed harder, it was painful, her back felt like splitting in 2 parts, she stopped pushing and waited for a new contraction “tell me you see the head…cause…I can feel it down on my birth canal…huuuff” she said tired

Theo was all nervous, looked down there finding Emma’s vaginal lips bulged out, he entered her with his finger again and saw a dark hairy spot right behind his finger “honey! the head is on the right way I can see the baby’s hair, so keep breathing and when you feel a contraction push!!”

Emma began to breath deeply and moaned while she was pushing; Theo was sitting in front of her but sometimes he moved beside her to encourage and wipe the sweat from her face; she pushed with each contraction feeling the head bulging out more but it kept going back inside when she stopped the push.

Emma felt frustrated by the small progress she’ve made so far, she was tired and the pain was aweful. “I need to walk…maybe that could help…” She said standing up with Theo’s help, rocking her hips, and giving small jumps as if they were gonna make the head come down faster. She drank some water and keep breathing while walking around the lake, rubbing her belly; Theo was right behind her, massaging her back to ease the pressure. Everytime a contraction hit her, she squatted, Theo holding her wrapping his arms around her breasts. Pushing she felt the head descending and stretching her vagina, it was dropping finally. “AAAGHHH….GOSHH…” she pushed harder feeling the head making a bigger bulge in her vagina “aah…IT BURNS!”

“Honey the head is almost crowning! Come on, let it stretch, breath”

She panted, tired but excited to finally see some progress, her legs were shaking under her weight, she lied down again spreading her legs apart, feeling a new contraction building up, she pushed harder, the baby’s head was peaking out, stretching her thight vagina, making a painful half crown. Theo tried to help the baby fingering Emma’s lips, but the head went back 1 or 2 centimeters.

“aaaghh! nooo..stop!” she yelled, feeling the baby sliding back in “It hurts!!” Sobbing and tired she pushed through a new contraction, pulling her legs as up as she could, her chin against her chest, her teeth clenching because of the effort and pain “NNNNNGGGGG” The heas was slowly emerging again, stretching her labia more and more “AAAGGGG IT BURNS….TAKE IT OUT!!” She yelled and stopped pushing, the head went back in as she did it. “NOOO!” She was fearing something was wrong, the contracion hit her again, she had to take advantage of those contractions to move the baby down.

The head was visible between her legs, her soft pink vagina was now bulged and red, her labia making a “tear drop” shape around the now visible hairy head of their baby. The contracion faded away and she had to stop pushing scared of the head to be back in again, but it didn’t, it was right there a small drop shape opening. She panted and gasped for air “I’m so tired…”

The head was visible but there was not a fast progress, maybe a standing up position could help, she was tired but the adrenaline of the contractions gave her all the strength that she needed and got up, she had to keep her legs spreaded but they were shaking under her weight, Theo helped her holding her so she could squat.

The pressure on her pelvis and back were too much to handle, she wanted to cry and stop all this process, but the contractions seemed to never stop, she pushed as hard as she could, the head was emerging this time for real, her labia was stretched and red, the burning sensation was aweful, her screams could’ve maybe been heard trhough all the forest. She looked down and saw the baby’s crowning head, panting she smiled looking at Theo’s face who was also smiling. “is almost…here…babe! Our baby!” She wanted to feel the head, leaded her fingertips around it, it felt so weird to have a rounded shape thing coming out from between her legs, the head was covered by some kind of bloody goo and birth fluids. “ohh…here it comes!!” She waited for the contraction to peak to push her baby’s head out “NNNNNGGAAAAAAAAAHHH” She yelled again, making sounds of effort, the head stretched her vagina even more and with a “pop” sound it totally came out with a small gush of water “AAHH….oh mY GOD!! Babe!! the head’s out!!” She couldn’t believe what her body was doing “I need to lie down…uuughhh” She said slowly getting on her knees looking between her legs her baby’s head hanging out, lying down spreaded legs, Theo approached to see the head closer “Is it ok?? aaahh” Emma asked panting.

“You’re doing it great honey, it’s almost over!” he watched fascinated the huge baby’s head hanging all covered in blood and goo out of Emma’s vagina, the head slowly rotated and Emma started pushing again, Theo took the head and pulled slowly

"aaaahhhhgg gently” she yelled between her push, panting, trying to watch over her big stiff belly, but she couldn’t see a thing, just her boyfriend’s amazed face, she kept pushing, the baby was coming out, its shoulders stretching her vagina again, she yelled and felt much pressure all over her body, Theo pulled gently and the baby slide out from her with a huge gush of water, she immediately closed her legs and collapsed on her back exhausted, crying but happy, trying to catch her breath and thankful because it was over. “OH…GOSH…IS IT OK? Is it a boy or a girl?” She asked, waiting to hear the baby cry

Theo was amazed holding their baby, its skin was all wet and gooey: “Babe, it’s a beatiful girl, I’m so proud of you, I love you so much!!” Theo took from the backpack a towell and covered the baby placing her on Emma’s naked chest.

She was proudly admiring heir little baby on her nipple, when she started to feel again a strange sensation, like that “urge to push”, she thought it was the placenta; she tried to look down there but the belly was still swollen, her womb kept contracting, the pain was still there, she thought it may pass after a few minutes, it was all natural and normal, also her belly still looked a bit rounded and stiff but again she thought it was normal. Theo helped clamping the cord and cutting it.

“Babe! the placenta is coming out…I feel it” she read she had to push it out very slowly, so she did, giving little light pushes. Theo held the cut cord which was hanging out from her tired and now closed vagina, pulled it gently when she was pushing, but he felt pressure on it, like something was holding it inside. “what’s wrong??” Emma asked scared when she also felt that pressure. Theo’s eyes grew wide in alarm, he was on his knees, he pressed his hands against Emma’s belly to explore and felt something. “What is it?” she asked really scared now, again she felt a contraction. “what’s going on? babe??”

Theo started to touch from the bottom of the belly and he said alarmed: “honey there’s another baby!! I can feel its shoulders!!” Emma was surprised but not so scared the only thing that she wanted in that moment was this to be over.

“A second baby?” she couldn’t believe it, they weren’t prepared for that at all, but she had to focus on pushing out this second baby, the contraction hit her, thankfully the baby turned in the right position, pushing hard she felt that burning sensation again, it was like a torture for her poor vagina, after some pushes the head was descending and was visible, Theo supporting her and holding their first baby.

She started pushing again, the head was bigger or at least that’s what she felt…maybe because she was really tired and her vagina had stretched previously, her opening was a big circle, her labia stretching around the head “NNNGGGG AAAAH!! GOOSH! Please….please…I can’t do this anymore” She got on her knees, rubbing her hard belly and thighs, huffing and panting, her breasts were droping out some milk.

Emma was crowning faster and easier, she felt again that burning sensation again, pushing with all her might the head emerged stretching her lips slowly blood and amniotic fluid coming out of her soaking her tighs, breathing faster trying to stay calmed, she kept pushing, supporting the head with her hands as more fluid came out, with a pop the shoulders came out easily and finally the baby was out letting a huge gush of water and blood came out.

Finally Emma collapsed on the floor, tired, trying to catch her breath holding both of her baby girls, Theo helping her deliver the placenta after some minutes. “I can’t wait to do this again!” Emma said happily.

Life Is Full Of Surprises

Warnings: none
Rating: everyone
Summary: the reader is a guest on Ellen (talking about her tv show or movie) and Chris who has been away for a while surprises her and they have an interview together (as requested by anonymous)
Y/N = your name and Y/L/N = your last name
You were stood behind the wall, waiting for one of the crew members to give you the signal. You then heard Ellen’s voice; “Welcome back, everyone! Tonight’s guest is someone who we haven’t seen in a while, so it’s a real pleasure to have her back. Please welcome Y/N Y/L/N!”

You were given the signal to walk onto the stage. You walked on, greeting Ellen with a hug and a smile. As you both settled down and the clapping from the audience started to fade, she got straight to the point. “Since we last saw you, Y/N, a lot has happened, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah, there has,” you laughed.

“You got married to Captain America,” she said as a picture of you and Chris at your wedding came up on the screen behind you and there was an eruption of applause. She continued, “you had a beautiful daughter,” and picture of your and Chris’s wonderful little baby girl followed the wedding picture as the audience ‘aw-ed’. “She’s adorable,” she said as she smiled, “And your career has taken off. I must say, your new movie looks absolutely incredible. Was it hard to act and direct in the same movie?”

“To be truthful, it would have been harder for me if Chris wasn’t there. He helped me and gave me tips, all from his own experience. He directed and acted in one of his own movies, ‘Before We Go,’ a couple months ago, and he even came on set. He was a real big help.”

“And Chris is filming Civil War right now, am I right?”

“Yes, he is. I haven’t seen him for a few weeks now. He won’t be back home for another month.”

“Should we…prank call him?” Ellen suggested.

“We could, but what would we say?” You asked.

“We should tell him that you’re pregnant!” And the audience laughed. You laughed even harder than anyone else because it was true, you actually were expecting again. You just hadn’t told Chris yet. Smiling, you agreed. Ellen beckoned a crew member and gave you your phone. As the phone made the familiar 'beep beep’ tone on speaker, you waited patiently for him to pick up.

At last, he picked up. “Hi, honey.” You said.

“Hi sweetheart, are you okay?” Was his reply.

“Yeah, I’m good. Listen, I have some news to tell you,” you tried to stifle your laugh.

“What? What is it? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, I…I have to tell you that,” you look over to Ellen who was grinning, “I’m pregnant.”

And then he hung up. You showed your shock, but then someone behind you said, “No you’re not!”

You turned to see him stood there, leaning against the doorframe, with his arms crossed. The audience applauded and cheered as he walked over to you and you embraced him eagerly. You decided you’d tell them right at the end of the show.

You both sat down and Chris took hold of your hand. Ellen asked you both, “I wanted to ask you both about your bundle of joy, how are you coping with taking care of her and your careers?”

Chris answered, “She’s an amazing baby. She’s not even a year old, and yet she’s able to understand when we tell her if something’s bad or good. She’s easy to take care of, too. It’s easy taking care of her while we’re occupied with work. There’s always someone from either of our families to look after her. And we’ve barely had any sleepless nights. I love her, I just want to get home sooner so I can see her!”

You squeezed his hand and you couldn’t help but feel grateful and appreciative for having such an amazing husband. “She’s the best daughter, we know she’ll grow up to be a strong girl,” you added.

The interview went on and it was nearing the end when it was time to tell. “I have something to tell you all…” you said, “The thing is, I actually AM expecting.”

“No way!” Ellen exclaimed.

The crowd cheered and when the applause stopped, Chris was still sat in his chair, dumbfounded.

“Are you, really?” Chris breathed.

“Yes, I really am! You’re the one who’s been pranked!” You laughed.

“How many months are you?” Ellen asked, intrigued.


Chris jumped up from his seat, picked you up, twirled you round and set you down to wrap his arms around you tightly.

Ellen then presented to you both your gift, which was a blue toddler sized onesie which read, 'My Daddy’s Captain America!’ And soon after, the show ended, so you and Chris could go home.
“G'night, Y/N,” he whispered into the darkness.

“Good night, Chris,” you replied. He turned to face you in the bed, and you shuffled closer and buried your face into the crook of his neck. “I love you,” you said, your voice muffled.

“I love you too,” he responded, kissing the top of your head and running his fingers through your hair.

From under the covers, you placed your leg atop both his thighs and rested your head on his bare chest, wrapping one arm around his torso. He gently put his hand on your back as you drifted off to sleep.

I like to think that at some point Ellen forced Butch to take private lessons because of his horrible grades, and choose the LW as his tutor since she was a straight A nerd. So Butch started to go to her room every afternoon and never told anyone about this - it would have been too embarassing. And the Lone Wanderer had to keep her mouth shut as well, it was their little secret.

And imagine Butch being surprised because she was so kind and patient, she didn’t yell at him or call him “stupid”, she explained everything so clearly and many times, if needed.

Imagine the Lone Wanderer figuring out that Butch is actually really smart and believing in his skills - believing in him. Imagine her telling this to Butch and he almost fucking cried but would never admit it.

Imagine Butch taking his first A and waiting to go to her room in the afternoon to show it to her because he didn’t want anyone to think he was a nerd like her. And imagine her being all worried because they worked so hard and Butch didn’t tell anyone his result, and then he shows it to her and they both jump and scream of joy like “I took an A!!!” “You took an A!!! I knew you could do it!”, God they were so happy, and then they realize they were sharing an happy moment together and an awkard silent goes on until they return to the “I hate you!” “You’re a loser!” mode. But they were happy indeed.

Imagine the two of them studying together until late so James offers Butch to diner with them, and he sees all the good, warm food on the table and how they treat him just like family, they talk and eat and laugh so Butch is both overwhelmed and envious because his mother never did anything like this for him.

Imagine Butch going to her room on the afternoon after the very last day of school, and she’s obviously surprised to see him there because he won’t need her help anymore so she tought he would never come there again since he probably hated her, but he actually went ‘cause he felt like he wanted to thank her for everything and what the hell, he didn’t even really know why he went there, maybe he actually had a good time with her and maybe, just maybe he was gonna miss those afternoons spent with her. But in the end he didn’t say anything like this because he’s too much of a tsundero.

Just image.

anonymous asked:

I was watching IGOT7 Special EP.9 (on dailymotion) and there's this scene when they have to act how would they do if their girlfriend were mad at them for being late, and Jb act as Jinyoung's girlfriend and Jinyoung back hug him and Youngjae is really not amused :'D I thought of you !

My sweet anon,

I’m so honored to have been thought of, haha! I certainly don’t mind being associated with 2jae moments! And this is a great one!

I mean, the way Youngjae’s eyes seem to deliberately shift away from the JJ Project moment as he takes a breath?? He is really not amused at all! Even though the hug is really adorable, haha!

I also want to thank you for directing me to this video! It’s been so long since I’ve seen this series that I’d completely forgotten how much 2jae was in this episode!

Like, seriously? Can we appreciate the way that Jaebum volunteers to be Youngjae’s girlfriend??? Pretty much immediately??? And Youngjae is so pleased, haha!


DO YOU SEE THE WAY HIS EYES WIDEN SLIGHTLY AND THEN HE LITERALLY COLLAPSES TO THE FLOOR WITH LAUGHTER??? Could he be anymore amused??? I swear, Jaebum thinks Youngjae is the most amusing person on the plant.

Just look how he’s already so fixated on Youngjae before he even starts goofing off to Jackson, and he cracks into a huge grin right away!

And what’s with the little lip bite that he does??? 

And then there’s the way he starts clinging onto Youngjae as he laughs, and it’s just so cute the way Youngjae leans into Jaebum’s touch for a moment as well!! It’s like neither of them can help drawing closer in their amusement!

Though, of course, it’s not just amusement that has Jaebum gravitating towards Youngjae, because the group was arranged for the talking segments with Jackson standing in between Youngjae and Jaebum, but as soon as Jackson steps forward to perform the one scenario, Jaebum appears at Youngjae’s side, haha~

Ahh, these two really are just too much! They are so incredibly cute together, and I just love how you can see here how much they make each other smile and laugh! Even when I watch the video objectively, I really don’t feel like anyone else makes Jaebum laugh nearly as much! That said, though… he really is such trash for Youngjae that it’s not surprising that it shows! But I really do adore that also get to see some of Youngjae’s love for Jaebum showing here as well through both his jealousy and the way he plays with Jaebum so happily!

I know I’m such trash for 2jae that I would probably get joy out of them throwing their garbage into the same trash can (… no dual meaning intended), but I really do find these little moments so adorable, and I’m so very honored and delighted to have been thought of and directed here, so bless you, my sweet anon! <3

Unpopular opinion: The pair ice skating scene was cute, but that’s it.

 It’s just cute. It didn’t serve any point in the story. It didn’t further the development of any characters. It didn’t push the plot in any direction. It was pointless. It was adorable to see them skate together to the song, I’ll give you that, but the scene is practically useless and I would’ve traded it in a heartbeat for a scene that actually showed progress in Yuuri and Viktor’s relationship.

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♥ Favorite Baekyeol 2k14 moments Part 1 ♥

This is the first part of the series of our favorite moments from 2014. Because as difficult as this year was, it also provided us with an abundance of Baekyeol moments. Especially during TLP! It was like one big Baekyeol fest, so a lot of our favourite moments come from the concerts themselves.

Some of them we will discuss below:

♥ The Hug. We haven’t been around to tell you guys how glorious this moment was for us, how precious, how important, sort of a milestone when it comes public display of affection between Baekhyun and Chanyeol.

We waited so long to see that. And mind you, it’s still not the full, prolonged hug we all have longed for, but small steps guys, small steps.

Rather, it was a quick, spur-of-the-moment hug, but it’s still something. We’re getting close! Maybe someday we will see them fully wrapping their arms around each other!

Bless Chanyeol, for he saw an opportunity, and he took it (atta boy!). There is no denying (judging by Baekhyun’s adorable, shy smile), that Baekhyun liked it. A lot. Chanyeol scored this one.

The touches. We’ve mentioned many times that Baekyeol are all about subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) glances and touches that speak of affection and intimacy, and it’s also their way of communicating without using words. Generally, it’s hard for Baekhyun and Chanyeol to keep their hands off each other. Their need for some physical contact is strong, and it’s not like we blame them. We are thrilled that we can witness it, because it’s beautiful and very telling. On the other hand, they also fool around this way. And they love to touch & grab each other out of the blue.

Here are some examples of Baekyeol being touchy-feely during TLP (seriously, bless these concerts):

✽ Just casual touching, but still giving off an intimate vibe.

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✽ Definitely one of our fav moments. Chanyeol delicately grabbing Baekhyun’s waist to secure him and make sure that Baekhyun wouldn’t fall. We adore protective Chanyeol, but we also think that we can all agree that Chanyeol definitely has a reason to keep on eye on Baek, who sometimes is clumsy as a newborn kitten (which is totally endearing, but we hope he won’t get seriously hurt one day…).

Btw, Baekhyun’s smile in the first gif is a thing of beauty ♡!

✽ Sneaky Chanyeol strikes again. Coincidentally or not, Chanyeol wrapped his arm around Baekhyun during  “dream girl”. 

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We are in love with this picture. Please excuse us while we die from feels. Chanyeol’s arm looks perfect right there, as if there is where it belongs.

✽ Chanyeol couldn’t handle Baekhyun’s adorableness. He just had to touch Baekhyun to calm himself down. How cute!

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✽ Okay Chanyeol, okay. We totally get it. Baekhyun’s lap was just there, and you just…. had to trip out of nowhere and land right there. On the perfect spot. Total coincidence. Lord help us.

✽ Chanyeol grabbing Baekhyun just because he can. What are you, twelve?

✽ It’s not only Chanyeol who couldn’t keep his hands to himself, because Byun Baekhyun loves grabbing Chanyeol as much as Chanyeol loves grabbing Baekhyun. This touchy duo will be our end.

“There, there, let me guide you”

✽ Some butt touching, i.e Baekhyun makes sure to keep Chanyeol safe. Feel that butt Baekhyun, feel it.

✽ Who can forget this moment? This was rather intimate and a good example of pda + skinship. For sure this will be included in our magazine of favorite baekyeol moments… EVER!

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♥  Baekhyun receiving a flower from Chanyeol. Only to toss it out to the fans later, but honestly… It would be difficult to keep it during performances, not to mention it would raise many eyebrows. But look at Baekhyun’s expression here. Chanyeol is able to keep a mask on, but Baekhyun is transparent as always as he smells the flower. He doesn’t look like someone who received a flower from just a friend. He doesn’t respond with playfulness either.

♥  Chanyeol taking care of Baekhyun’s hair adorned by spray bits

The funny thing is that Chanyeol himself did this to Baekhyun’s hair! Then, he fixes it himself! Isn’t that adorable? Dear Chanyeol, were you looking for excuses to touch Baekhyun’s hair?

From Chanyeol gentle touches…

… To Baekhyun’s adorable-beyond-words reaction. The moment Chanyeol came to him, Baekhyun just froze and let himself be taken care of. He totally reminds us of some cute, fluffy animal in the first gif. And look at small little smile in the second one!

♥ Chanbaek reaction to Chanbaek banner. There is no way we could ever forget about this.

The moment Chanyeol sees this particular Chanbaek banner…

…then proceeds to walk all the way to Baekhyun just to point at it, to show it to him!

And makes Baekhyun smile a lot once having seen it!! Look at Chanyeol’s light chuckle when he notices the banner! Adorable!

Just look at these babies. Considering their carefulness (especially on Baek’s side) when it comes to not only doing fanservice with each other, but showing any moments of shared intimacy in public, both Baekhyun and Chanyeol sure seem happy to see an evidence of their fans loving them together. Oh how we wish we knew what was that Chanyeol whispered to Baekhyun at this particular moment…

Baekyeol just being happy and silly together.

✽ This is one of the cutest things we have ever seen. Look at their faces. Look at the way they are laughing! Baekhyun looks adorable perched up on Chanyeol’s back, he looks even smaller than usual! And Chanyeol, well…. he just can’t.

✽ Look at these faces of joy and happiness. They’re having fun and laughing together, and that’s all we could ever ask for.

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✽ What are you guys even doing? What kind of dance is this? Being this cute should be illegal. Turn up, Baekyeol! Drop the bass! 

✽ This is so adorable. They’re like children! 

✽ Moments like these are simply precious. We have them goofing around as usual, minding their own business, when apparently something went wrong that caused them both to giggle together. Must… contain… feels…

✽ More random dances and more happiness. Seeing them like this makes us so happy!

✽ Of course we can’t forget about this one. Baekhyun making Chanyeol laugh so hard he fell on floor in spasms. A thing of beauty it was ♡.

And this is but a fraction of their many shared moments. Moments we love and want to cherish forever! We hope you enjoyed our little compilation of our favorite TLP Baekyeol moments! Watch out for more of our fave 2k14 Baekyeol moments real soon! 

-admin MTL & SFS

So just let me say this.

Katara was one of the very few people to touch zukos scar, and this is a very important.

This scar was meant to be a reminder to the prince. To show that if you were to care for others, you would only get hurt.

They say that the eyes, are a window to the soul; threw the eyes can find a story, you can see the pain, and joy a person has experienced.

What is significant about this,is that she was not a friend, but an enemy. She was raised to hate the fire nation, to see them only as heatless monsters.

But then suddenly she realized he was only a boy, just as she was only a girl; both having to experience the loss of war.

From enemies, they became neutral. They find common ground, and realized that even the enemy could feel loss, even the enemy could feel pain.

And then she takes it upon herself to show empathy, she offers to take away his scar. She offers to take away a burden that has weighed him down for the last 3 years.

And she offers to take away his pain with spirit water, the very water that had once housed the forces of “balance”.

I can only imagine how they both must have felt, katara touching a mark that has caused so much pain, and Zuko letting anybody near a mark that housed when he was at his lowest.

And lets not forget about the scar that was given to him by his sister, the scar he was given by saving Katara’s life.

In the end both scars were received because of how much he cares. One for the people he would one day rule, and one for the life of a girl who once detested him.

“Is he really like that?” - Yoongi scenario - Part 14 - The End

Part 1 x Part 2 x Part 3 x Part 4 x Part 5 x Part 6 x Part 7 x Part 8 x Part 9 x Part 10 x Part 11 x Part 12 x Part 13

You woke up with the biggest headache ever and as you got up from your bed, you tried to remember everything that had happened last night as you knew something was wrong. You massaged your head and suddenly the memories with the endless shots and bottles came through alongside the ones with Jimin and your almost kiss. You blushed as you imagined the taste of his lips, but the little smile formed on your face shattered when Natalie and Yoongi popped up in your mind, just like the feeling of betrayal filled your soul and the pain conquered your heart.

You shook your head, trying to forget, maybe just for a little moment, all the bad times and things you’ve been through. You heavily stepped out of your room and made your way to the kitchen where you found the soup and medicine Jimin had prepared for you before he left. You smiled for yourself at how cute and caring he could be, wondering why didn’t you love him instead, as he seemed to be the right one. Despite all of this, your heart belonged to Yoongi and him only. You put the soup in the microwave and ate it after you took your medicine. You started to feel a little better and after a while you were hungry again so you decided to go and buy some food as you ran out of basically everything. You didn’t know how Jimin managed to make that damn soup.

As you came back from the market and pulled your keys out to open your door, you felt a cold hand grabbing your waist and another one covering your mouth with some weird smelling material. You tried to scream for help, but you started feeling dizzy, the world spinning around you.

You dropped the little bag you had, same as your phone and your body slowly fell prey under Joshua’s filthy hands as your eyes closed and you lost contact with the world. He smirked, happy that his plan didn’t fail this time and picked you up bridal style, putting you in the backseat of his car and looking around to make sure no one saw him.

Right after Yoongi left that day, Natalie was left alone crying. Her first instinct was to call Joshua and yell at him, blaming him of everything that had happened.

“It’s because of you, you idiot! This is only your fault! Yoongi-oppa hates me now because of what you’ve done! And you haven’t even done your job properly! If you had taken care of her like I told you, none of this would have happened! I hate you! Do you hear me?! I fucking hate you!”

And she hang up in his face leaving him confused and speechless. After a while he called her back, when he knew she had calmed down a bit, but she was still crying. Eventually, she had told him what had happened and that’s when his idea came. He was angry, both at you and Yoongi for making his Natalie sad, but at his own self too for he had failed, so he planned to kidnap you, get Yoongi there too and bring Natalie to get her revenge.

His so called love for her was driving him insane and he didn’t even know what he had got himself into. He turned the engine of his car on and drove towards an unknown destination. He pulled over and got you out of the car, throwing your slim figure over his shoulders.

He opened the door of the old and damaged house and put you on a chair, tying both your hands and legs. He sighed heavily and decided it was time to call his principal victim, Yoongi. It was because of him that everything happened. If he didn’t show up in Natalie’s life, maybe she would have been with Joshua by now. That’s what he thought. He was so crazily driven by her that he didn’t even realize he was trying to bring them together, not set them apart, something that would be in his advantage. Maybe he could see the truth, but it would be too late.

“Woah, badass, aren’t we? I’ll tell you where to come and you better be alone. If you’d only know where my finger is right now…” And with that he hung up, sending the address to Yoongi.

He put the phone in his pocket and touched your face again, grabbing your chin.

“Ah, young and pretty lady, if only hadn’t you entered his life, none of this would have happened. You should have stayed in your lane and minded your business from the first time we met. You had to come and destroy my Natalie’s happiness, didn’t you?” He said, letting your chin go and spitting next to you. “I’m so sick of whores who are just trying to bring sadness to my Natalie. I shall not let that happen. She will see how much I love her after this and she will come to me. I just have to get rid of you and your stupid boy.”

He started walking around, waiting for his other victim to come, so he could go on with his plan.

Yoongi found power in his anger and took a taxi to that place, blood rushing through his veins and making him clench his teeth. He couldn’t wait to beat Joshua up and get you back. He was blaming himself again, but he knew this was not the time for him to be broken. He needed to be strong and fight, so he could finally be worthy for you.

He paid the driver and he walked slowly through the grass in front of the damaged house.

“Well, well, well, look who’s here to get his bitch back.” Joshua’s dirty voice was a pain in Yoongi’s ears and he was already feeling like puking because of his filthy being.

“Dare one more time to call her like that and I’ll make sure your bones will no longer be there.” Yoongi turned his back so he could now face Joshua. His eyes were burning with danger, signaling he wasn’t going to play around.

“Haha, don’t you think you have too much courage for someone so weak?”  Joshua was right. Yoongi was weak, but he couldn’t care less about that as long as you were safe and sound.

“Let’s see who’s the weak one.” And he started running towards him, grabbing his neck and throwing him on the ground. “Where is she, you bastard! Where is she?!” He yelled, fighting the urge to kill him right there and then.

Joshua started laughing, not helping Yoongi’s nerves, as he pulled his bloody knife out of his jacket.

“Did you really think I would leave my job undone? She’s not here to save you now.” And before Yoongi could defend himself, Joshua’s knife was cutting deeply in his arm, soaking his coat with blood. “I should have done this ages ago.” He said, pulling Yoongi off him and cleaning his clothes.

He was grabbing at his arm, fighting to control his pain as he got up and tried to hit the one causing both you and him so much problems.

The smirk on Joshua’s face didn’t disappear for a second as his eyes got even darker seeing the pain he made Yoongi go through. He dodged his fist, making him trip over and fall onto the ground, increasing his own bleeding. Joshua put his foot on Yoongi’s stomach, laughing again.

“Don’t think too much of yourself. You’re nothing but a weak and stupid boy.” He said, moving his other foot on his victim’s wound. He screamed, trying to hit Joshua again, but it was all in vain. One lack of attention was enough for him to hit Yoongi’s head and make him pass out. He moved his bruised body on a chair next to you and then watched both of you with disgust.

He called Natalie and told her to come there, claiming he had something to show her and the only mention of your names was enough to make her arrive there in 30 minutes.

She gasped at the sight of you in such state, but she quickly smiled when she noticed you unconscious.

“I know I have failed a lot of times, but I did well now. You have both of them right here to take revenge on. I hope it makes you feel better.” Joshua shyly said, with the tone of a little boy showing his mother what he had done new in school.

“Well done, oppaa. I can’t wait to make them both pay. How shall we play with them?” She sounded so happy, her bad and dark thoughts bringing her joy. You may think she would feel a little pain seeing her so called love there like that, the one she had shed tears for, but it was all just an illusion. Her tears were just ones of a kid who didn’t get what she wanted, who didn’t get the toy she wanted. Toys, that’s what everybody was to her.

“I will get revenge on them, I will make them pay for what they had done to me, for stealing what’s mine, for daring to fight me and make me cry.” Her smile was now replaced with a dark expression, coming closer to you as she noticed your narrowed brows, sign that you were waking up.

“What the hell is going on?” You asked yourself and before you could look around you were met by Natalie’s slap. The sound echoed through the walls, making Yoongi flinch and finally open his eyes.

“Don’t touch her.” That was all he managed to say before his red eyes met the surprised ones of Natalie.

“Oh, you’re up already? How does it feel to get what you deserve for breaking my heart?” She asked him, slapping your face again.

You were boiling with anger as you noticed there was no way you could defend yourself. When you tried to scream, Joshua covered your mouth with another hard material, something you couldn’t take away that easily.

Yoongi’s soul was aching again and again, wondering how much pain could it take.

“Breaking YOUR heart? You’ve gone totally insane, Natalie. You’re the one playing around with people’s feelings and lives, as if you were a queen or something. Guess what? You’re nothing but a spoiled bitch who can’t take not getting what she wants.” He yelled at her face, getting on her nerves even more and making her slap you again. Your face was red by now and your eyes stung with tears threatening to fall down, but you tried your best to stop them.

“Should I tell you again everything you had done to me? You were throwing in my face what a good person she is, defending her every time I would say something to open your eyes at what a bitch she is. You had abandoned me that day, when I was in danger, claiming you loved her and you had to come back to her. You left me for her! The other day at the café too. You called me, giving me hope, by the way you were smiling at me, but then you turn into a completely different person accusing me of hurting your beloved girl and yelling at me in front of everybody. So tell me, Yoongi, who’s at fault now?” Her high-pitched voice made the walls seem like they were almost breaking, just like glass.

Was what she said true? Did Yoongi really love you after all? You turned your head confused at him, asking him with your eyes if her words were true and she gave you a little smile and you returned it, tears finally making their way down your cheeks. You finally knew it. He really loved you. He didn’t smile at her the other day at the café just for fun, he was preparing his actions. He wasn’t coming back to her, he was making his way to you. Wait… that’s why he was that mad that day, when he fucked everything up again. He was preparing his confession but he found you there with Jimin. Damn, that’s why. When he protected you from Joshua that day, when he held you in his arms. You should’ve known it. He sucks at expressing his feelings, but he was still trying his best to prove them to you. Who would’ve known it would come out like this?

“Are you serious right now? Do you even hear  yourself? You’re at fault! You’re at fault for everything! For breaking my heart and ruining my life, for destroying my chance at a new love, for damaging people’s trust and for tearing them apart! You’re the one to blame for everything, so do as I have already told you, Natalie and bring your shit together! The world isn’t spinning around you and no one will ever love you if you keep treating the others like this!” He yelled, freeing himself from Joshua’s bad tying, the one he’s been working on ever since he had opened his eyes, without them realizing.

He got up from his chair and when Joshua tried to hit him again, it was like his wound wasn’t even there and he grabbed his fist, putting it at his back and throwing him on the ground and tying his arms instead.

He was receiving power from your love, your eyes never leaving him. You couldn’t wait for the moment you were finally free so you could hug him and kiss him till he could no longer breathe.

Natalie was standing there, in utter shock, not being able to move. She was staring at the scene in front of her, not knowing what to do. She felt as if she was in a cage, memories of yells and screams conquering her mind. She remembered her past, a man hitting her harshly and merciless. What no one knew was that she had a rough past, past that she forgot without her will one day, when the pain became too much and she passed out on the floor of her uncle’s house. Her parents disappeared at some point, leaving her with that crazy man. He was broke and having to take care of a little girl was driving him over the edge, so the only escape he found was hurting the innocent kid in front of him. Her parents came back after that day and eventually, when she finally woke up, she started a new life, her parents spoiling her, afraid that she would remember her past, but unaware of what they had created. Spoiling is bad, it makes kids think they can get everything they want, but they can’t and that’s how faith and an ugly past turned Natalie into what she was right now.

Yoongi looked at her, but he knew there was nothing he could or should do for her. He knew there was one person who could give her the attention she needed right now, to get out of her weird state, as he couldn’t understand a thing, so he sighed and untied Joshua as he was already dying to comfort his girl.

“Ah, I have to be a good person, don’t I?” He thought as he watched him rushing next to her only to hold her tight and cry alongside her. Was it obsession or love what they had? Only they could figure that out and maybe they will, one day, when she learns to fight her faith and he learns the real meaning of love. Love doesn’t mean you have to do any and everything for that one person. Love brings both good and bad and it’s your duty to make the one you love see that what they do is bad. Their story was complicated, strange and mad, but even madness has a healing and maybe, after they had paid their sins, they would learn to love.

You were completely lost in the events surrounding you, not understanding what the hell just happened between these strange people right there, but you were brought up to reality by Yoongi’s cold hands, shaking and trying to free you. He sighed in relief when he did so and he came in front of you, only to be met by your dried, but still sweet lips.

All this times you’ve both been both through, all the danger and the problems, all the pain and tears, bruises and wounds. The time for them to disappear had finally arrived.

He was right next to you and you were right next to him, your lips dancing together and welcoming each other after such an exhausting wait. If only you had courage, both of you, you would’ve been already happy in your own little world.

You finally ran out of breath and broke that kiss, lips red, eyes eating the other’s alive. You smiled, grabbing his neck and him cupping you face.

When he tried to open his mouth and speak you shushed him, placing your finger on his lips. “Let’s go to the hospital and fix you first. We have enough time to talk now.” You told him as you noticed the blood on his arm.

He laughed and helped you up, as you were leaning on each other.

“What should we do about them?” You asked him, looking at the two broken souls behind you.

“Let’s just leave them like that for now and we will talk to the police later. I’m not going to leave the situation like this anyway.” He said and you nodded in approval.

When you were outside and you realized there was no way for you to go back, but call Jin to take you to the hospital, you did so. He was there in less than 15 minutes, attacking you with hundreds of questions. You promised to tell him everything later and he agreed, seeing how tired both of you were.

The way to the hospital was silent, but you didn’t mind, as Yoongi’s hand was never leaving yours, kissing it from time to time.

He felt at peace now. He knew he had a lot of things to tell you and confessions to make, but he was happy that you were there, that you were safe, that you were with him.

It was the same for you. Having him next to you and knowing his true feelings was one of the best things you could wish for. You felt like the weight that was crashing your heart was finally taken away and you could finally breathe.

As you arrived at the hospital, Yoongi passed out as the doctors were taking care of his arm. He was really tired, after so many sleepless nights and so many fights.

You placed your chair next to his bed and held his hand in yours, waiting for him to wake up and as cliché as it sounds you fell asleep there, tired yourself.

It took you thousands of tears, questions with no answers, pain, bruises, confusion and regret to finally reach your destination and find out the truth. You loved each other, more than anyone could imagine and you had wasted so much precious time because of not having enough courage to admit your feelings and fight for each other, but you knew now, you knew everything you’ve been through, you knew the passion and love that was rushing through your veins only at the thought of each other and lastly, you knew you would no other second from now on, never letting the flame of your strong love die.

Yoongi was the first one to wake up and he smiled when he saw you sleeping peacefully right next to him. You were there and you were real, something he had come only to dream of. He slowly patted your head, admiring the light of the sun that was reflecting on your hair, making it look like the fire. You were fire for him. He couldn’t live without you, he needed you to survive, even though he knew he would burn himself if he was too close. He was willing to take all the risks, only to feel every piece of your love and taste it at its fullest.

You slowly woke up, looking up at him and smiling warmly.

“I love you, Kat.” That was the first thing he told you. You heard him this time, as his love was finally strong and loud enough for you. He was more than worthy for you now. He was yours and you were his. “I love you more than you could imagine. I have loved you ever since I met you, but I was too stupid to realize my own feelings and I’m so sorry I made you go through so many things because of me. I’m sorry for every tear you had shed for me, I’m sorry for every night you didn’t sleep because of the pain, I’m so sorry for every meal you’ve skipped, I’m sorry for everything I’ve made you question yourself or me. I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done and I hope you can forgive me, even though I don’t deserve it. I can’t even express in words how much I love you and how much I regret everything, how much I regret not having enough courage to admit my feelings earlier, to protect you from all the bad you’ve met. I’m sorry, I love you and please forgive me.” He said, kissing your hand one more time, as a tear fell on it, a tear you quickly wiped away.

“Yes, you were an idiot, but you are now my idiot, my stupid broken boy and I’m your damaged girl. I love you too and words can’t express my love either, but I know you trust me. I forgive you, because I love you and you forgive the ones you love and also because I am sorry too. I should’ve admitted my love too, I should’ve fought more and not just hide in my room, I don’t even know why I did that, I should’ve slapped you and said ‘I love you, idiot’, but I was a coward too, and I am sorry for that. We all do mistakes and they all have their price and this time, the price we had to pay was the time we have wasted on avoiding each other and acting foolishly. I know you love me and I love you too. I’m sorry for overreacting and jumping to conclusions.” You said, sitting on the bed this time, so you could be closer to him.

He grabbed your waist and placed you next to him and he held you close to him, kissing your forehead.

“No, no, don’t be sorry for that, it was all my fault. Let’s just forget all those problems and love each other regardless from now on, okay?”


You smiled to yourself, tightening your grip on him and closed your eyes, burying your face in his chest and he kept on kissing your forehead and patting your head.

You’ve come a long way to finally be able to hold, kiss and love each other, but it was worth it. It was all worth it. Love usually appears when we least expect it, just like it did for you. He was recovering from a rough heartbreak and you were experiencing a new kind of pain and as you learnt to heal each other, you became each other’s poison, but a poison you couldn’t live without either. God always repays the ones who’d been suffering and it was now your time to enjoy your life together. All these tears, pain, cries, nights and bruises were finally being replaced by pure bliss and happiness as you rested in each other’s arms.

The doctors let Yoongi go after a while and after making sure he was alright and you asked Jin to take you to your house. As you entered your house you realized you had to go shopping as everything you had bought was ruined by Joshua, so you went food shopping together. You made fun of him as he struggled with the ingredients and he ended up pouting at your never ending teasing, but he loved it. He loved your laugh, your giggles, your teasing, everything.

When you got back, you placed everything on the table and asked “Want me to cook dinner for you?” and he smiled with that precious gummy smile of his, his heart getting all tingly and warm. He missed the way you used to cook for him and finally getting that feeling back made him even happier than he already was, if that was even possible.

You cooked some meat and his favorite meal and he ate it without leaving a thing behind. Damn, he loved your cooking.

After you were done eating, he hugged you from behind and helped you wash the dishes like that, tickling you from time to time and earning the giggles that he loved.

You took his hand in yours and led the way towards your room. You opened the door and as you closed it, he easily held you against it, connecting your lips again, this time sweeter and longer. Passion was rushing through your veins as you sneaked your arms around his neck and he made his way around your waist. The kiss lasted for a while, until you ran out of breath and separated.

You stared deeply into his eyes, seeing the love and admiration he was looking at you with and you wished this moment would last forever.

He didn’t want to make love to you like that, with a bandaged arm and tired body, so he just picked you up and laid you on the bed, holding you tight and close to him, just to make sure nothing bad would happen to you again. You felt protected and safe and you both fell asleep like that.

When the morning came, you woke up to him already staring and smiling at you, as he was thanking God for blessing him with you by his side.

You had fund around the house as you cooked something for the boys as you used to and then made the traditional way to the company. Even this road had a lot of memories with it.

As you entered the practice room, the boys were already waiting for the two of you to come. They were happy that you were finally together, after everything you’ve been through. You ate lunch together and laughed at their stories as Jimin was looking at you and Yoongi in awe. He was glad that you would no longer suffer and you finally got the chance to find happiness, both of you. He knew it was going to hurt, but for his and your sake, he was going to make it through and find his other half. Little did he know she was closer than he had thought.

It was heaven what you were feeling right now. The past had only made your love stronger and your bound unbreakable.

About Natalie and Joshua, they were arrested for kidnapping and had to pay for their crimes. They had managed to get over their madness and love each other as they were the best choice, despite everything bad they had caused.

Yoongi and Jimin made up and started treating each other the way they used to, their friendship even stronger than before, thing that only helped them when they debuted.

Time passed and everything was going on well, their success was only getting bigger and your love was only growing, loving each other even more day by day.

It was the day of your anniversary and he called you saying he wanted to meet in your special park, the place everything started from, the place that was hiding most of your memories, both good and bad.

He confessed his love once more as he placed you on your bench and got a ring out of his long lost pack of cigarettes. You said yes at the beautiful sound of his question and you realized once more that this was your Yoongi, the love of your life, a loving and caring person, who doesn’t know how to properly express what he feels, but… he was really like that.


Sooooo that’s it guys. The story had come to an end and I personally feel so empty right now, ok? I didn’t get to edit this, so if there are any mistakes please forgive me. This story meant so much to me and finally finishing it breaks my heart. It took me a lot to write this and I’m sorry, but i really hope you guys liked it as much as i liked reading it. It’s not that great, but it’s my special little baby.

This story was dedicated and still is to this wonderful girl @lovingthekpoplife who is taking some really hard exams right now, so wish her luck. I love you and I hope you enjoyed reading this.

anonymous asked:

Kou bros finding out that their s/os (who suddenly disappeared) secretly gave birth to their children. (And the kids look just like them omg) Thanks! Kudos to your awesome writing!

Ren Kouen

  • This news shocks Kouen, but a smile creeps across his face. He reaches out to his runaway s/o and child, inviting them back to him, as though they had never left. There was nothing he wanted more than to be a family with them.

Ren Koumei

  • Koumei’s expression gloomy and bleak. He wishes his s/o hadn’t run away to have their child. He wishes he could have helped or done anything other than being a passive bystander in the life of his own child. He sits with the news for sometime, thinking over his options.

Ren Kouha

  • Kouha bolts immediately after receiving the news, determined to find his s/o and child as soon as possible. He shows up at their door, excited but run ragged. His expression is teeming with joy when he sees his s/o and child, wrapping his arms around them both.

Ren Hakuryuu

  • Hakuryuu feels his heart throb in his chest. He can hardly believe it: he was a father. He had wondered for so long where and why his s/o ran away. He arrives at their doorstep with a bouquet of flowers and an assortment of baby clothes. He falls to his knees, asking his s/o to let him back in their life.