this beautiful mixed up loving family makes me want to cry

Sweet Creature (M)

*I have no words*

Request: Can I get a Sub Jungkook smut where their on the couch and he cums in his pants while the reader is grinding on him on his lap and dirty talks to him in his ear??? Thanks☺️☺️☺️

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Let me ruin you goddammit


Let’s get one thing straight. You never claimed to be a good person, never did charity work, never been the perfect daughter for your parents. And you sure as hell wasn’t someone’s little girlfriend.

You did what you want, who you wanted and slipped out of their sheets before they murmur good morning in your ear. You were a ‘no strings attached’ girl, making sure that you would never become someone’s puppet. Of course, you weren’t immune to the disease called ‘love’, your innocent high school days plagued with your naive mindset of finding the ‘one’. It still haunts you, one of the reasons your night doesn’t end with a shot of whisky and half a pack of beer. The only person who was willing to put up with you was your best friend, Jungkook.

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Okay but...

Think of this, Lance having to put up so many masks that he loses sight of who he is.

I might be self projecting but coming from a really fuckin big family I have to throw up acts to suit certain family members or else I’d have to face them complaining to my parents (and thus getting the ruler/cane/umbrella/sometimes pens of dEATH) and/or just having to deal with their disappointment.

So since lance comes from a big family that’s what he does? And he does it so often that by the time he reaches the Garrison and later on joins Voltron everything is just a mask bc he doesn’t know what to think and doesn’t know who he is. But the team doesn’t know? Bc this is all they’ve known about lance and by now he’s so good at masking himself it’s almost like a second skin.

Ok then cue them going to an alien planet who’s been able to resist the Galra’s for sometime and they wanna make an alliance with the alien planet bc they could use the allies. But the aliens are really strict and they don’t take no funny business like flirting or whatever. So when they get to the planet they decide Lance might need to stay behind bc he’s an impulsive guy and might fuck things up. But it’d be weird if only one paladin was missing right? So it’s just Allura and Coran that go down to greet the alien race.

But the alien leader is unimpressed and is like “where is voltron how do we know you’re legit?” (More serious like but meh I’m too lazy fuck it). So they have no choice but to let Lance and the rest of voltron out of the castle. Everyone’s keeping an eye on Lance (and Keith kinda but moreso lance) but they’re so surprised when his entire attitude changes? He’s serious, answers questions eloquently and is standing like he’s some army soldier or something like that.

They’re all so surprised bc wtf Lance how are you so good at acting? But they have to put it out of their mind bc hello alliance and fighting Zarkon. The alliance is made successfully and they leave to which Lance just reverts back to his normal self but only after an hour after leaving the planet (bc from experience it takes time to dismantle one mask and then put on another)

Then during one of their calmer weeks where there isn’t much news or fighting, someone (pidge maybe?) offhandedly mentions how Lance acted during their stay on that planet. (And Lance isn’t there he’s doing his beauty guru stuff) And everyone is like “oh yeah wtf was up with that” and someone else just jokingly says “Lmao what if Lance is acting with us too?” And everyone’s laughing bc this is Lance and no way this is Lance we’re talking about.

Lance enters the room when someone makes that joke and he’s like “yeah I am” and everyone nervously laughs bc “haha yeah really funny Lance you’re just joking right?” And he just is so serious for once and “no I’m not”. Cue Long conversation on why he’d feel the need to put on a mask around them bc they’re family and Lance talking about his insecurities with the team and there’s crying and cuddles and everyone is talking about their internal problems bc “we need to get these off our chests anyways.”.
Shiro is afraid that he won’t be a good leader and will one day lead them to disaster.
Pidge is afraid she’ll never find her family and that she’ll one day lose them as well.
Keith is afraid of his heritage and one day just bringing the whole team down bc of that.
Hunk is afraid of not being able to protect the team properly.
Allura is afraid that they’ll never defeat Zarkon and that she might lose the team too.
Coran is afraid of losing the team, Allura everything. (And if you want for comedic effect Slav just appears and is like “I’m afraid of dying but this conversation has increased our chances of living by 67%! And there’s watery laughter as they pull Slav in for a hug too)

There’s more cuddles and the team wakes up the next day with disgusting crusty eyes and pillows that still have tear streaks on them. Everyone is grossed out bc someone (Hunk maybe lmao) drooled and there’s calls of “EWWW” mixed in with laughter and everyone feels lighter and mildly happier. And if for a moment just a small one, Lance feels a flicker of who he really is of the him without all the masks.

Of course not everything is fixed right away, when is it anyways? There’s still relapses where Lance pretends to be something he isn’t in reaction to a situation that he doesn’t know how to react to, and then there’s more cuddles and the team taking care of him. Sometimes Shiro dissolves into panic attacks, sometimes Keith just starts shouting for no reason, sometimes Pidge just starts sobbing when something reminds her of her family, sometimes Hunk’s screams can be heard throughout the castle as he has nightmares of his team dying bc he wasn’t able to save them, sometimes Allura overworks herself into exhaustion, sometimes Coran has to just constantly check on each member of the team every 5 minutes and he’s always nervous and scared when he does so. But the team is always there to help each other out, there’s bonding nights with huge cuddle piles, forts made from huge pillows and blankets, sad movies that end with sniffles or sobs, funny movies that end with people crying from laughter. They’re all a little broken but it’s okay bc the team will always be there.

And bc I’m a cruel bitch, imagine the teams reactions when Shiro disappears after all this happens :) and then when Lance is captured by Prince Lotor :)))))))

I love y'all don’t forget :)

(Reasoning why Lance would just admit he was acting: I’m probably self projecting again but tbh when I’m caught out and someone asks me if I’m just acting I don’t mind admitting it. Maybe subconsciously I know I’ve really lost myself and I might need the help so that’s why I admitted it. But also bc I don’t see the point in doing the whole cliche “w-what? No I’m not this is the real me” bullshit bc 100% of the time no one who actually cares about you will believe that, and Lance RECOGNISES that the team DOES care about him even though his lack of self esteem and overwhelming self doubt often makes him doubt that fact.)

(Also I’m really new to the Voltron fandom so I’m sorry if my writing is crappy and the characters are a little ooc pls forgive this child I’m trying my best)

(New edit: I also have a lot of really cool ideas on how to continue on from Shiro being missing so if y'all want me to continue just ask-)
Finn| Bad Intentions |Balor

Title; Bad Intentions

Pairing; Finn Balor/Reader, past Prince Devitt/Reader

Words; 6110

Summary;  Is it such a sin for me to take what’s mine?

Warnings; NSFW. Heel!Antagonist!Reader. Smut, choking, breathplay. Some angst idk? VERY unhealthy relationships. Emotional abuse, mental abuse, and grooming of a younger woman by an older man if you squint and read between the lines.

Author Note; IDGAF I wrote another terrible human being. Fight me. Diverse characters make the world go round, and that includes actual villains. This one was so much fun for me to write, and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. You know the drill.

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Love Conquers All (On Sherlock Season 4)

I’m currently re-watching Season 4, simply just to indulge myself, and mainly because I personally loved it. I thought I was done expressing everything I have to say about the matter in this post, but there has been an unending sh*t-storm still looming over S4 that has gone beyond what I had expected. Not to mention that things I’ve seen on Twitter earlier regarding the so-called Norbury movement.

I am not dismissing the fact that this season had its flaws, but there’s a significant meaning to it all that some people are dismissing because they’ve been blinded by their own illusions that I would want to highlight. For someone who had cried over and mulled over these episodes more than the past 3 seasons, this season gave my love for existentialism a baseline that tugged at the heart – the very reason why I wanted to talk about it.

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Just a brief explanation, existentialism is the belief that life has no meaning in general. To quote Moriarty, “Staying alive… So boring, isn’t it? It’s just… staying.” However, what I like about it is the idea that society or any other factor is not responsible for giving life it’s meaning – it is solely up to the individual to discover it on their own.

With that said, I think this is why this season resonated with me so much, and I find the chaos in some parts of the fandom frustrating, especially to the point that the writers are being attacked for this. So as usual, I have to say something about it. Because instead of writing articles for work, I’m thinking about Sherlock.

Anyway, I’m just gonna go ahead with my point.


The Six Thatchers : Horrors Of The Past

This may be my least favourite among the three, but the message of this episode is clearly simple: we all have horrors that will come and haunt us in the future – and how we face it all comes down to the path we choose. 

We live hundreds, and even thousands of roles throughout our lives. And we all have our past; things that we regret, hate, cringe at, miss, still believe in, etc. But whatever that past might be, what I got from TST is that you can never run from your past as it catches up to you, but it is one facet of your life does not completely define you.

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Death has been played with through the past seasons that it seemed all too mundane to us now, in terms of the context of the show. But S4 is here to correct this notion in Mary’s persona. With Mary saying that Mary Watson was the only life worth living, it showed that we get to choose which part of our lives we live out the most.

Same with John and his ‘cheating’. To be fair, I’m pissed at the fact that this was completely out of character. But when the series culminated, I understood why they have to do it. We saw what we wanted to see in these characters as they were presented to us – John was supposedly honourable, kind, and courageous, but what is this? Who is this new John? 

This is where I head to my next point. 


The Lying Detective : Being Alive And Human

This episode made me cry buckets, to be honest. And it is because this is all about changing what you know about these characters and seeing them all in a different light. 

Here we see a Sherlock not led by the mind but the heart, a John who was weak against temptation, a cheater, someone who looked jealous from having the spotlight all on the detective – it showed that no one is ultimately good and that someone’s facade is not who they entirely are. It shows that everyone has their ups and downs because that’s what humanity is about. It illustrated that everyone was capable of being angry, desperate, conceited, weak, lonely, alone, etc. It highlighted how these characters are broken – especially Sherlock – and how redemption can mean so much more to a person. 

We all have our flaws, our downfalls, our agonies; but who are we really, at our most vulnerable? And who are the people willing to believe in us even if we’ve shown them our true, and sometimes, faded colours?

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“Taking your own life. Interesting expression, taking it from who? Once it’s over, it’s not you who’ll miss it. Your own death is something that happens to everyone else. Your life is not your own, keep your hands off it.”

This is a plea. That shutting down and ending your life is and should never be the answer. This is one of the most beautiful pieces of dialogue I have ever heard, and it’s a very upfront message about warranting a value on your own life. And for people to threaten the writers of the show that they are the ones who caused the lives that are put in the line or the self-harm that will happen due to their distaste for TFP is devastating to me.

And yes, there have been people tweeting Mark and BBC that they are and will be responsible for these lives, which is just unfair.


The Final Problem : On Love And Redemption

I’ve seen people questioning why Benedict said ‘love conquers all’ in one interview before the season aired. There has also been statements that this season will be ‘groundbreaking’, which others failed to see why, leading to the claims that the showrunners are queerbaiting.

Now, every single show, every single actor, not just in Sherlock, but basically everywhere, is being put in the microscope because they need to identify with something, and that they need to represent a cause — which I get! I advocate for this! But, just when the world is being careful about mixing up their characters or when they are inserting a gay character just because now, society is demanding them to, Sherlock had already presented that years before (note that some TV shows only became more open to having gay characters around late 2014, early 2015-ish onwards because people are becoming more vocal about it as inspired by those bold enough to make a first move, e.g. Glee). 

Here, we have an openly gay character (which is still another topic of debate but I stand by it when I say Irene used the term gay loosely), had openly gay actors play brilliant and unstereotypical roles, and for God’s sake, Mark Gatiss is a gay man who is behind this brilliant show, and  that’s the very reason they passed it off as normal. They didn’t do it in a way that we always have to be reminded that the character is gay, that there has to be a sex scene just to prove that they’re gay… it’s just there – again, as one facet of the characters. Sex, as something that has been explicitly expressed in the show, isn’t the only thing that defines a character or their relationships with someone else, and I appreciated that. They had a story to tell – the story of these characters as a whole and not just one side of them. 

And personally, I did see why they made their claims as indicated by my chosen title. When this season ended, Sherlock who claimed to have never been attuned to his emotions, had his eyes open and had embraced that he was also human, flawed, and is capable to love IN ALL FORMS. 

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He learned to value his life because of what happened to Mary, he had admitted that he also succumbs to his impulses with Irene Adler (texting or beyond that, depends on what you want to believe), he fully realised that he would never ever want to hurt and make Molly feel like she’s being used by him because she’s his friend, he was able to extend a more human side of himself to John more than he did before, he finally understood and accepted Mycroft’s intentions and actions which I think mended their relationship significantly (this one hits me to the core so much), and lastly, he discovered that if he was left in the air in isolation, he might have ended up like Eurus, which is why he never wanted to make her feel alone again. 

To me, it is groundbreaking because it left that cliche of someone running off into the sunset in the end and it’s all butterflies and rainbows. They wrapped it up with the characters still broken, but living through it day by day because someone chose to love, accept, and help them heal despite their flaws. 

It is what it is, they keep on saying, because that’s how life is. It can be unbearable and it can most certainly be shit, but in the end, whether you ship Johnlock, Adlock, Sherlolly, Sheriarty, Mollstrade, Mystrade, etc., if we all let love – self-love, romantic love, familial love, platonic love – all kinds of love in our lives, it will help us conquer all, within and beyond this show. 

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East of Nowhere - Year Four

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Sam x Female Reader

Summary: You and Sam are strangers trapped in a desolate mountain town where you live, isolated from the outside world, for five years.

Part four of a seven part series, each chapter detailing the events of one year.

Author’s Notes: Beta’d by the goddess divine: @elliewinchesterr

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Warnings: Language, angst, fluff, gore and explicit sexual content.

Word Count: 5900+

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Three Years, Three Weeks

You twist in sweat soaked sheets, your body writhing next to Sam as a dream flickers to life behind your closed eyes.

The bunsen burner is a burnished silver and far larger than any you’ve ever seen before, the flames a brilliant blue and strong as they lick upward. You reach over to turn the base, to feed it with oxygen. At once, the fire becomes golden and takes the shape of a flower head. You watch the many petals became more distinct, folding outward, radiating light and warmth. It’s the most beautiful flower you’ve ever seen, more fleeting than any other, yet seemingly eternal.

 

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GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL. 2 DELIVERED...

hell yea so here are my thoughts it’s really spoilery because the show came out here yesterday and i watched it just now (at night) so i may be incoherent bear with me!! 

- starting from the ending, ADAM WARLOCK WILL BE IN THE SERIES. so fans speculated he’d show up in this movie because of the after credits scene in the last Guardians movie depicting a broken cocoon. that was a good guess but it was incorrect. he didn’t show up in the movie at all he actually came up in the post credits scene! ‘She’ (or Ayesha) supposedly created him and decided to give ‘He’ the name Adam aka Warlock. 

- in the comics Warlock is given the Soul Stone and currently that’s the last Infinity Stone so it’s going to be amazing to see whether or not he comes into owning it (theories are that Heimdall possesses the last stone, it’s going to be interesting!!) 

- i hate Peter’s dad. screw him HOW DARE HE PUT A TUMOR INTO PETER’S MUM’S HEAD WTH????? die you prick die (though Peter with the cool energy thing from being half celestial was rather amazing, pretty sad he doesn’t have that power source anymore unless the marvel creators decide on a new source) also Ego (his dad) having thousands of children just to find a compatible one to rule the universe (aka destroy it) with him is just awful ew 

- BABY GROOT IS PRECIOUS I WILL KILL YOU  IF YOU COME NEAR HIM (the flipping part where Ego the arsehole was trying kill the Guardians and Groot was being squished and he started crying oh my god my heart) also him not understading crap is adorable (PRECIOUS BABY OF THE GROUP) also the post credit scene with teenage Groot going through puberty was hilarious i’m dead. ALSO HIM DANCING WHILE THE REST ARE FIGHTING A MONSTER AND THEM CONSTANTLY HAVING TO TAKE CARE OF HIM aka GAMORA WAVING HI, ROCKET STOPPING MID WAY TO TELL HIM TO SPIT OUT A BUG AND HIM BEING ANGRY AT DRAX FOR DESTROYING THE STEREO PLAYING THE SONG HE WAS DANCING TO LMAO 

- Mantis is precious and innocent and oh my god Drax going “you’re ugly” and then going “that’s good cause if someone loves you then you know they do.” beautiful people don’t know who to trust - absolutely true. and at the end when he went “you’re beautiful, on the inside” #yes 

- Peter and Gamora are my first hetero ship in years. #thisunspokenthing (them dancing to Sam Cooke was just awwwww) 

- Peter being a precious bean and carrying around a photo of Hassleholf all the time to pretend that he’s his father and all he wanted was to play ball with his father and the first thing he did with Ego was play with a ball of energy. it’s a sweet moment despite how dubious the whole thing seemed. 

- Nebula character development was one of my favourite things ever because she went for “i will kill you Gamora” to “I just wanted a sister” gosh the feels, such a good movie. 

- Gamora, Drax and Rocket referring to the  Guardians as a family #best

- Groot making Yondu an honorary Guardian 

- Yondu being the best father figure to Peter ever and him dying and me sobbing horribly in the theatre (my awesome friend was crying with me and she was handing me tissues bless) 

- okay symbolism time, Peter had his Sony WALKMAN to listen to his mum’s Awesome Mixes and when Ego destroys this, he eventually receives another device from Yondu to listen to over 300 songs on. The WALKMAN is akin to his old family (his mother and Ego) and his new player is a representation of his new family (the Guardians and Yondu) 

- Ayesha (’She’) is pretty cool but christ she is scary. The Sovereignty armada is pretty cool, it’s like a giant arcade where the people are shooting their targets virtually through drones. Pretty interesting stuff (especially with the video game noises) 

- Rocket being referred to as a “triangle-faced-monkey”, “raccoon”, “fox” etcetera. and him being a giant softie inside because of his beginings (also him referring to Ego as a one-inch-tall man and winking with his wrong eye HAHA) 

- i laughed too much during this movie bless me 

- STAN LEE IN SPACE

- Sylvester Stallone !!

- 700 jumps and face warping #priceless 

- Howard the Duck cameo 

- TAZERFACE

- horrendous inneundos everywhere help 

- FANTASTIC SPACE FIREWORKS FOR YONDU’S FUNERAL YAS HONOUR HIM YALL

SUCH A GOOD SHOW IM SO HAPPY GUYS GO WATCH IT SOON OKAY edit : omg i typed this at 3am and wrote Arnold Schwarzenegger instead of Sylvester Stallone oh my brain HAHAHAHA 

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I think it would be super cool to read a fanfic about Bughead meeting at like a support group for depression/self harm. Maybe they were friends when they were little and Jughead transferred schools and they haven't talked since and they catch up and then support each other through their issues :)

Ooohhh I love this idea! You’re so awesome anonymouse 🐭
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“Are you sure you want to do this Elizabeth, you understand this is your choice correct?” Alice Cooper was gripping the steering wheel so tight Betty was sure she was going to rip into the leather.

“Yes mom. This is.. I have to.. if this works..I’m running out of options.” The beautiful blonde passenger whispered, voice closing with unrestrained anxiety.

Alice barely spared her a glance
“If you feel this is a positive thing then go on, why you can’t just stop that nasty habit of cutting yourself up I’ll never understand but since this is what the family counselor suggested I suppose I have no option. Go on and spread our dirty laundry to the world.” She hissed out bitterly.

Sighing silently, Betty reached over and pressed a kiss to her moms cheek.
“I’ll see you in an hour.” She stepped out of the car, her shoulders releasing pent up tension. She would definitely be driving herself here from now on.

“Had to hitch a ride with the slave driver too huh?”

Turning around at the unfamiliar voice, Betty came face to face with a beautiful African American girl, short brown hair and dark eyes, the gorgeous stranger stuck her hand out

“I’m maya, it’s nice to meet you.”

As soon as Betty reached for her hand Maya snapped it back, her whole body jerking forward causing Betty to stiffen instinctually.

“I’m so sorry! I have Tourette’s, I probably should have told you that first. Really I’m so sorry!” She shoved her hands in her pockets and made to scurry forward, but not before Betty’s hand reached out and gripped her forearm.

“I’m Betty Cooper. it’s nice to meet you too.” She gently smiled and began walking in sync with her new friend.

“You’re new here, first days can be a little intimidating but stick by me in group and I won’t let anyone mess with you.” The taller girl smiled proudly, yelping on a twitch before she draped an arm over Betty’s shoulders and pulled her into the building.

As soon as the two girls walked in Betty felt her panic rise, there were chairs set up in a circle around a desk, almost all were taken except a scattered few, teenagers her age were all talking to each other and all Betty wanted to do was run right back out the front door, maybe her mother was right, maybe this wasn’t a good idea, there were way too many people, too much judgment.

“Hi! Elizabeth right?” A middle aged woman with a short pixie cut and see through blue eyes approached her, gripping her hand and shaking it aggressively “we are so excited to have you at Helping Hearts Rehabilitation Therapy Class, my name is Rosa and I run the therapy sessions here! I think you’ll fit in just fine, Why don’t you take a seat with Maya right up front, were about to start group therapy.” The frantic older woman squeezed Betty in a jug before rushing off somewhere else.

Maya grabbed her hand, rolling her eyes
“Rosa can be a little much but she’s all heart, you’ll get to know her better in individual sessions.” She dropped down on a plastic, blue seat and patted the one beside her as Betty delicately sat down.

Betty took a moment to glance around the room, it was an eclectic mix, people covered in scars, people crying on their own, others texting on their phones angrily while some looked about as nervous as she felt, suddenly she felt an itch on the side of her head, it slowly turned into a burning and she glanced to her right, her eyes going wide at what she saw.

A beautiful boy, something right out of a 1950s greaser catalogue. He had thick, wavy black hair, slightly covered by a crooked beanie, he wore a worn in leather jacket and combat boots, his skin tanned and dirty, he had pouty lips with a natural red Betty would have killed for, the most surprising part about him though? His piercing stormy blue eyes, eyes that were currently burning into her as he stared openly.

“That’s Jughead Jones, he doesn’t talk much all we know is that he has to be here, mandatory from his therapist, rumor has it he tried to run his motorcycle off a cliff… on purpose.” Maya whispered close to her, making Betty shudder.

The boy didn’t look away not even when Betty caught his eyes, he must think she was the absolute definition of lame.

Betty had on a soft long sleeved cardigan covering up the scars littering her arms, the cotton baby blue dress she wore underneath had a peter pan collar and it matched her tiny blue ballet flats, her hair was pulled back into an exceptionally tight ponytail and her light pink lips were painted the familiar shade of “perfectly pink.”

“Okay everyone! I want to introduce you all to our newest member, Elizabeth Cooper.”
Rosa spoke from the front of the room, drawing Betty’s eyes away from the staring contest she and this Jughead Jones seemed to be having. She snapped forward, Maya nudged her with a grin as a particularly vicious twitch shook her body.

Betty smiled softly
“Hello, I actually go by Betty.” She offered gently, her honey sweet voice was soothing and like always everyone was instantly taken by the blonde haired angel.

“Well Betty, we usually start by asking, now I know this may seem a little invasive but it’s good to break it down immediately, do you mind telling us what brought you here today?”

Betty’s eyes widened as her fingers dug into her palms, searching frantically for a way out.

“NO.” She shouted, louder than she had planned
“No, no I can’t.. I can’t talk about it. I don’t.. I don’t talk about that!” She begged, moving to stand as Maya placed a comforting hand to her shoulder. Betty’s eyes were still looking around, their had to be a way out!

Suddenly her sea green eyes landed on Jugheads rainy blue ones, he gazed deeply into her face a meaningful look playing on his features, and just like that her heart stopped racing, she was able to find air and she slowly settled into the seat

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, I’m just.. I’m not quite ready to talk about that yet, maybe next week.” She plastered on her award winning smile as she patted Maya’s hand in gratitude, Rosa fell for the picture perfect smile and she nodded reassuringly

“Of course, our past does tend to get most of us riled up. Perhaps next time.” With that the older woman went on with the session, an hour later Betty had learned about the multiple different struggles some of her peers had gone through, while she was sure that by having them share she was supposed to feel better but now she felt even more weighed down by the burden. These people had been through so much, she carried their pain on her back as if it was her own, that’s who Betty Cooper was, unapologetically selfless.

Maya was putting her number in Betty’s phone and swinging her backpack over her shoulder
“I’ll text you tonight, set up plans, catch ya after doll.” She blew a dramatic kiss towards Betty before skipping out the room.

Betty smiled with a shake of her head as she continued packing up her backpack, it had taken her longer than she expected and by the time she was done the entire room was empty even Rosa had left.

“You okay?”

The low timber of an unfamiliar voice had Betty nearly jumping out of her skin, she whipped around to see Jughead standing behind her, a smirk on his face, leaning against a chair with crossed arms, he looked like the sexiest Rebel Without A Cause Betty had ever seen.

“Me? Oh yeah, of course! I’m fine.” The blonde shifted uncomfortably in her shoes as he continued to stare at her “a little stressful sure, I lost my cool in here today, it won’t happen again.” She wasn’t sure who she was assuring, the boy in front of her or herself.

“Why not? You didn’t wanna talk about. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want too.” He shrugged lazily, his eyes drifting to her arms.

Betty smiled a soft tilt of her lips
“Sometimes though, you have to talk about it.. or it never goes away.”

Taking a step towards her Jughead lifted her hands in his her palms flat up as he stared at the moon shaped scars littering her soft skin.

Betty gasped and ripped her hands free, laying them flat on her sides

Jughead smiled again, this time a sad, understanding smile

“It never goes away. No matter what we do.” He whispered, his face dangerously close to hers.

“But we try anyway” betty responded “so we beat on, boats against the current.” She quoted.

Jughead smirked
“I didn’t take you for a F. Scott Fitzgerald fan, although you look the part.. daisy.”

Betty rolled her eyes taking a step away from him and turning her back to him, heading for the door, a mysterious smile on her lips.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me Jughead Jones.” The door closed shut, leaving Jughead alone in the dark warehouse. Running a hand over his face he couldn’t shake the smile from his lips

“Shit” he mumbled

He was in deep trouble.

Enough

Anon Request: a lot of angst with Seb, the reader and Seb are dating for almost a year, but she wanna breakup with him bc of the age gap and bc she can’t have kids and she knows that he wants… the end is up to you 

(OKAY so I’m trash and am kind of upset with how I ended this and want to make it more fluffy so maybe pt. 2?? Let me know)

Warnings: angst, some language, relational fighting, anxieties

A/N: Requests are open! I will basically write anything (good luck finding something I won’t) 

FEEL FREE TO MESSAGE/ASK/ANON


Part Two 


Sebastian’s jaguar pulled in between the parallel white lines, shifted the car into ‘Park’ and pulled the emergency brake. As soon as he jumped from the car, he ran around to the other side, slipped his arm around his beautiful girlfriend of ten months, (Y/N) and planted a small kiss on her cheek. He was a sucker for romance and love and was, potentially, the sweetest human being she had ever met. On a normal day, she would turn to putty in his hands, but today was in no way normal.

A few months ago, Sebastian’s cousin called him from out of the blue to tell him he and his wife were expecting a baby. Apparently, his cousin had moved to the states and was trying to find a way to contact him for quite some time. It wasn’t until that week that he had managed to find Sebastian’s mother and ask her for his phone number. Sebastian had been really close with this cousin–both of them being an only child, they became like brothers until Sebastian moved from Romania and then moved to the US. Since the cousin didn’t have any relatives in the US other than Sebastian and is mom, and given how close they once were, he wanted to know if Sebastian would be the godfather.

(Y/N) was thrilled for Sebastian. At that point they had only been together for four months or so and neither of them were thinking about anything serious just yet. Six months later and here they were, walking into a maternity ward in search of Sebastian’s newest little cousin. In all honesty, (Y/N) found the maternity ward to be the creepiest wing in a hospital–including the morgue. There was so many emotions from hormonal, pregnant women, frightened fathers-to-be, over joyous soon to be grandparents, and then the occasional disgruntled teenager looking for support as she tries to make the best decision for her and her baby.

Slowly, the couple entered a room decorated with pink balloons, stuffed animals, and an array of gift bags overflowing with pink and purple tissue paper. Sebastian pushed the door open and made his way toward his cousin and his wife, excited to meet the new baby while (Y/N) clicked the door back into place and loitered along the walls as far away from the family members as possible. In her hands was a poorly wrapped gift that she and Sebastian had made together for his goddaughter and upon arriving and realizing just how much Sebastian could have done, she was filled with guilt for convincing him to go along with her plan.

“She’s beautiful,” Sebastian cooed as his cousin handed the baby to him. “Nothing like her father,” he muttered, earning a chuckle from his cousin as the new mom slept. “What’s her name?”

“Eloise.”

“Hi, Eloise,” Sebastian sang to the girl as he cradled her in his arms. (Y/N) tried to position herself so that she wouldn’t be able to hear the adorable sounds her boyfriend made as he held such an angelic creature. She wanted to leave; correction: she never wanted to come. Sebastian had to beg her to come with him to the hospital. She had tried to explain that she had some weird fear of them but he knew all her lies and all of the quirks in her expressions that gave away her lies.

Suddenly, she heard her name mentioned as the conversation turned from the adorable new life nestled in Sebastian’s arms to their relationship. “Yeah, we just hit our ten month mark,” Sebastian said.

“Wow, so you started dating around the same time this one was conceived,” his cousin said while glancing down at his daughter.

“Well, one month longer,” Sebastian started to refute.

“Actually, babe, pregnancies are typically nine months and three weeks long so technically it’s about exactly as long as we’ve been together.”

“(Y/N), come here and meet Eloise,” Sebastian called, his attention immediately fleeting and his focus diverting back to the baby. She made her way across the hospital room quietly with timidity overcoming her. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Sebastian asked. (Y/N) looked at the child in his arms and then to the face of the man holding her. He was overjoyed to see such a small nose and tiny toes.

“She’s very pretty,” she agreed. It was hard not to see what everyone was so caught up in when looking at her. She was docile and delicate, reminding (Y/N) of rose petals in bloom, still curled up but everyone who walked by would know just how gorgeous they will blossom to be.

“Do you want to hold her?” Sebastian’s cousin asked.

“No, it’s okay,” she said before following up her excuse with a clause, “Seb’s pretty attached,” she laughed.

“Here, take her,” Sebastian insisted while standing up to place the child in her arms. Gently, the baby’s head rested between the crook of (Y/N)’s elbow and she supported the girl’s small body with her other arm.

Slowly, Eloise started to yawn, and a smile crept onto (Y/N)’s face so subtly she didn’t realize she was smiling until her cheeks started hurting. The baby leisurely nestled herself against (Y/N)’s chest and tried to suckle on her shirt before starting to cry.

“I think someone is hungry,” (Y/N) said while handing the baby back to Sebastian’s cousin who woke up his wife.

“We’ll get out of your hair,” Sebastian said as he slipped his left arm around (Y/N)’s waist. “Congratulations,” he called again before the pair left the room and then the hospital entirely. (Y/N) quickly and quietly slipped into the front seat of Sebastian’s car and folded her hands in her lap.

Sebastian was still beaming from visiting his goddaughter, holding her, and playing with her small fingers, but he had started to notice that the woman he loved seemed distant and uninterested. When the arrived home, she rushed out of the car and into their house, and hurriedly started running the water in their bathroom. Quickly, she locked the door and turned on the fan, trying to create enough noise for her sobs to be inaudible. Tears streamed down her eyes and she choked, dry-heaving from hyperventilation and feeling as if at any moment she would be sick. She was too good at hiding her emotions and Sebastian hardly noticed her five minute disappearance.


When (Y/N) emerged from their bathroom and found Sebastian seated in the living room, her voice had returned to its normal tone but she seemed distressed.

“Is everything okay?” he asked her while patting the couch cushion beside him.

“You know that I love you, right?” she asked while holding her arms tightly around her body.

“Of course,” he said, his voice a mix between adoration and concern.

“Then please listen to what I have to say,” she begged.

“(Y/N) tell me what’s wrong,” he prompted as a single tear slid down her face.

“I think we have to break up,” she managed to say before her cheeks were too tight and her throat too restricted for her to physically say anything. Sebastian was taken by surprise and couldn’t believe she would ever consider leaving everything they had together.

“Where is this coming from? Come on, (Y/N) please, please don’t do this to me.”

“You promised you’d listen,” she said through another solitary tear drop. “We’ve been together for almost a year now and, well, I,” finding words was impossible and the only thing she could think of was Robin Scherbatsky. “Remember when I made you sit down and binge watch How I Met Your Mother?” she asked him. He nodded as his throat constricted with each breath. “Do you remember the episode with the Empire State Building when Robin’s sister visits and they’re talking about the different on and off ramps in a relationship?” Again he nodded, trying to figure out exactly what the gorgeous woman in front of him was trying to say. “We’ve been on the freeway for a long time Sebastian, and I…I think that, even if we are in the same lane, you’re eleven miles ahead of me.”

“What is this about?” Sebastian asked, his concern turning to frustration as it took longer for her to explain to him why she was trying to leave him.

“If our relationship was a freeway, would you consider taking an exit? Because the way I see it is that, if we’re not exiting, and we’re not getting in the carpool lane, why are we still on the damn freeway?”

“Are you putting an ultimatum on me?” he asked her, his voice started to grow defensive.

“What?”

“Are you saying that if I don’t propose, we’re over?” he asked again, this time with a hint of sadness.

“No,” she could feel the lump rising into her throat again as she held back another wave of tears. “No, I’m saying I need to get off the freeway.”

“And I don’t get a say in this?” Sebastian asked while tossing a hand in the air, trying to control the way he talks with his hands when he’s angry.

“Of course you do!” she responded, trying to soothe him before he got too upset.

“But you’ve already made up your mind,” he stated. “You want out and so there’s the out. Don’t consider me or my feelings.”

“Seb–”

“Don’t ‘Seb,’ me,” he grumbled.

“Please, just listen,” she said in a rush. “I’m too young for you; I don’t have anything to offer you and I’ll just hold you back! I could never forgive myself for keeping you from being everything that you could be,” she said in a shaky voice. “I feel that we both knew I could never be enough for you.”

“Baby, as long as you’re by my side that is enough,” he said as she paced uneasily in front of him.

“Don’t say that to me,” she snapped. “Don’t you dare say that!”

“Why shouldn’t I?” he shouted back, not sure if he were angry, upset, frustrated, or depressed. The more confused he became with his emotions, the louder and more aggressive his actions became.

“Because I can never truly fulfill you,” she stammered. “I will never truly be enough for you and you deserve to be with someone who can give you all that you deserve.”

“I don’t give a shit about you thinking you’re not enough!” he yelled while pushing himself up from the chair he sat in. His vicious and menacing eyes transformed to pained and broken before her as he pulled the palm of his hand across his face. “Don’t tell me that you’re not enough. There is nothing about you that keeps me from believing that you’re the perfect woman for me.”

“I’m not, Seb!” she yelled at him as he tried to approach her. He immediately backed off and watched as you crumpled in on yourself. “You’ve always wanted a family and I can never give that to you.” The tears in your eyes were racing those that fell from his but no matter how much she tried to look away, she couldn’t; she was addicted to him and she needed to get off of this drug before she hurried him in her problems.

“(Y/N),” he tried to call to her softly.

“Please, Seb,” she begged. “Just let me go.”

Samwell 99

A Holsom Brooklyn 99 AU

  • Ok it should be abundantly apparent that Holsom means our favorite lovable puppy-dog eye Jewish boy Adam Birkholtz is Jake Peralta. He’s brash, he’s messy, but he’s a damn fine detective and he knows it/makes sure no one forgets it.
  • Cue his equally brilliant rival/colleague Justin Oluransi who’s by the book, anxiety ridden, has so many spreadsheets and folders for everything under the sun yet he retains an insane amount of knowledge.  
  • We’ll get back to their totally amazing chemistry in a moment  

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Good Little Angel

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Word count: 1,553

Warning: angst, lots of fluff, smut, wing!kink

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Summary/Request: Part nine of the Good Little Angel series!

Y/N has made her decision and goes back to Lucifer for a night of fun.

A/N: Hope you enjoy this part ;) next part should be up soon hopefully.

Originally posted by nickthevessel

You had made your decision. God was gone. Sam and Dean were back in their beds.

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I’ll Be There

Steve x Reader

Shout out to the wonderful, amazing and so, so patient @frickin-bats who has had to wait months and months and months for this request and never once complained about having to do so. I am so very sorry you had such a long wait darling all I can do is apologise and hope that this makes up for the wait you had to put in to finally see it- So much love Lana xx

Request: Hi! I saw you were taking request and I was wondering if you could please write one where Steve and a heavily pregnant reader are both avengers and one day Steve gets seriously hurt on a mission and the stress causes the reader to go into labor so the team is there for her? Lot of fluff/angst and maybe a happy ending? Thanks soooo much! 😊

Warnings: A hard labour, that results in reader being under severe stress and needing surgery.

Words: c, 2,100


Steve was rushing around the room packing the last few items in his mission bag and you followed him slowly, hand on your bump, trying to make him slow down.

“Please Steve I’m begging you, sit this one out!”

“Y/n, you know I can’t,” he sighed repeating himself for over the hundredth time, “It has to be me that goes. Besides, Bucky is going to be right here with you and I’ll be home before you even know it.”

A knock on the door signified that Bucky had arrived and when you opened the door, you smiled widely noting that he brought with him all the treats you loved to eat.

Whereas Steve preferred to eat a healthy diet, Bucky was your junkfood friend and his sweet tooth had been one of the things you had first bonded over. You had introduced him to so many sweet things and it had sort of become ‘your thing’ to and try out new treats and desserts with Bucky.

Even if they weren’t new for you, even if you’d eaten them a thousand times you would go with him because it made him excited and back in the early days you would have went to the moon with him if it made him happy.

He placed his collection of treats on the coffee table and came over to stand beside you where you were watching Steve pack his things.

“How is nugget today?” he asked reaching out to rub at your swollen stomach, and smiling when he felt a kick, “She knows her favourite uncle is here,” he smiled and Steve was smart because calling Bucky and having him here was already doing wonders for your nerves. Even if you still wished that Steve didn’t have to go do the Captain-America thing tonight.

“I’ll call you when I’m on the way home,” he told you kissing you on the forehead, and you pulled him in for a tight hug.

“Look after my girls,” Steve told Bucky in mock warning and Bucky patted him on the back, he didn’t need to be asked, he would lay down his life for you and Steve knew it, as they hugged quickly Nat appeared at the door and Steve was on his way.


You were halfway through the Prisoner of Azkaban, you and Bucky had decided to have a Harry Potter marathon, when Bucky’s phone rang and you paused the movie for him to answer.

His eyes went wide and he rose from the couch.

“How serious?” he asked in a hushed tone, trying not to panic you, but he knew it was too late as the panic appeared on your face, and he knew he couldn’t mask the terror on his own.

Steve was hurt, and badly and now he was asking to speak to you ‘just in case’ as he’d put it, before he passed you the phone he asked you to try and keep calm, and you nodded as you pressed your ear to the phone.

“Y/n?” it was Steve his breathing was coming out ragged and your heart stopped in your chest.

“Y/n I’ve been injured, back up is on the way and I’m going to be fine,” he paused as he took another ragged breath “I’m not leaving you and our child, I made you a promise and I fully intend to keep it, but sometimes my promises don’t work out quite the way I wanted them to so let me tell you, you are the love of my life, I never thought I could love anyone the way I love you, and you are going to be a fantastic mother to our little girl.”

You were openly crying now and he tried to shush you, “Hold on for us Steve please, we need you. I can’t do this on my own.”

“Listen to me, I’ll come back to you. To both of you. I’ll be there!”

“I love you,” you told him honestly and listened to him repeat the words back to you, as the line went dead you shot up from the couch and Bucky pulled you to him as you sobbed your heart out not even able to formulate a sentence.

Bucky fetched you a glass of water as you were beginning to hyperventilate and you downed it gratefully.

“Listen to me,” he said getting on his hunkers and brushing his fingers through your hair, “I know Steve, better than I ever knew anybody else and he’s strong and stubborn but more than anything he loves you and there’s no way in hell he’s going to leave you. Do you hear me?”

You nodded and placed a hand over your bump, trying to will yourself to calm down, Bucky rose and took his phone out to make a call, trying to find out any information he could.


You could hear Bucky pacing back and forth outside the hall and you tried to focus on the sounds of his steps, tried to focus your energy on breathing quick shallow breaths. A huge cramp took you over and you cried out in pain, attempting to stand up to ease the pain and feeling horrified when you noticed your waters had broken.

“Not now. Please not now,” you cried out, clutching your stomach and silently willing your little girl to stay put!

You called out for Bucky and he stuck his head around the door worriedly and damn near dropped his phone when he saw the situation in front of him.


“Bucky, I’m not ready. I’m not ready!”

“Shh,” he tried to sooth you as he ran into the room to fetch your delivery bag, and gently guide you out the door.

He buckled you into the car and drove like a madman to the hospital, calling Tony and freaking out over the phone with him, and having Tony try his best to sooth Bucky would have made you smile on a good day, but you were in a mixed state of shock and pain right now and the only voice you wanted to hear was Steve’s telling you that everything was going to be alright.

You called his phone only for it to ring out and his voicemail played. You called it another four times just to hear his voice.

You barely registered the tears falling down your cheek as Bucky led you inside the hospital and you watched the bright lights flashing overhead as you were wheeled down to the delivery room.

Bucky stayed by your side, holding your hand through each painful round of contractions and soon Tony arrived, promising to do everything he could to bring Steve and Nat home.

Machines beeping caused you to lock eyes with Bucky, and soon doctors were flooding into your room, you called out to him, repeating his name as they began to wheel you to surgery, his panicked expression and him struggling against doctors trying to hold him back  the last thing you saw before you rounded the corner.


The feeling of someone stroking your hair gently pulled you from the depths of slumber, and you opened your eyes. Once. Twice. Three times before they would stay open and Bucky’s blue eyes were the first thing you saw.

“Where is she?” you cried weakly and he smiled gently with tears in his eyes.

“She’s right here, she’s beautiful y/n. She looks just like her mommy.”

You sighed in relief as tears sprung to your eyes and you attempted to sit up, Bucky sprang into action, helping you up and placing your daughter in your arms.

“She’s so beautiful,” you cried kissing her forehead and stroking her tiny hands.

Bucky kissed your forehead, “You scared the hell out of me, I thought I had lost you too.”

Too?

“Steve?” you cried out again, the heart machine beeping with the increase of your heartbeat.

“No word yet,” Bucky said sadly, “Tony is gone to their last point of coordination, he promised to let me know as soon as he knew anything.”

You cradled your little girl to you as your door opened and you looked up to see the concerned faces of all your team as they flooded around your bed.

Wanda climbed carefully onto the bed beside you and cooed over your little girl while Sam pulled Bucky into a long hug that spoke volumes, you watched the slump of Bucky’s shoulders and you couldn’t imagine what the last few hours had been like for him.

Scott and Clint, took it in turns of suggesting names that she looked like when it was their turn to hold her and you couldn’t help but smile when both of them agreed on Peach.

“We are not calling our daughter Peach,” a tired and exhausted voice interrupted from the doorway and you almost ripped the needles out of your arms to get to him.

“Careful y/n. Careful,” Wanda urged as he finally came into view. Battered, bruised and broken, but alive.  

You were crying before he even made it into your arms and he was crying too, you sensed the emptying of your room as your team retreated into the hall to give you guys a moment.

You couldn’t even coherently communicate sentences but you knew exactly what the other meant, and when he kissed you it was like everything was right in the world again. You had been utterly lost without him, but now you felt settled again.

When he finally pulled away, Bucky stepped forward with your little girl and placed her gently into Steve’s arms and Steve actively wept holding the tiny bundle in his arms.

Bucky gently went to leave the room, before you called out his name.

“Don’t go,” you asked but it sounded more like pleading.

“This is a family moment,” he answered gently.

“You are family Buck,” you insisted and urged him to come back over, which he did shyly and with an expression you couldn’t quite read.

“I don’t know what I would have done without you today,” you told him honestly.

“You’re my family too,” he confessed quietly and Steve sniffed loudly, this moment being momentous to him.

“God, we hadn’t even settled on a name,” Steve chuckled as his little girl wrapped her hands around his finger.

You smiled up at him and it was almost like he could read your mind.

“Why don’t we ask her godfather for some suggestions?” you smiled at Steve and he smiled at Bucky.

“Me?” he shrieked “I couldn’t possibly!”

Both you and Steve fixed him with the same stare and he smiled gently.

“Ella?” he suggested shyly.

Steve moved towards you and ducked down so you could both look at her.

“What do you think mama? Does she look like an Ella to you?”

You nodded through tears as you stroked her tiny pink cheek and Steve kissed you on the forehead.

“Hello baby Ella,” he cooed and you pulled her tiny hand to your mouth to press a gentle kiss to it.

Bucky shifted on the end of your bed and you regarded him as he wiped gently at the corners of his eyes, and then the moment was interrupted by Nat storming into the room to pull you into the firmest hug you had ever been in in your life and you couldn’t help but laugh as she almost swiped Ella from Steve.

“Hi baby,” she whispered pressing a kiss to her tiny face and climbing onto the bed beside you.

“Don’t ever scare your aunty Nat like that again,” she whispered to your tiny little girl.

“You mean godmother,” Steve corrected and she whipped her head up to look between both of you.

“As if there was any other option,” you joked “You are the best godmother she could ever have.”

She smiled genuinely, and turned her attention back to Ella, “You are forbidden to date until you are at least 25,” she warned and you laughed loudly, causing everyone to look at you.

“With Steve as her father, and you and Bucky as godparents the poor girl is not going to be able to date anybody.”

“Ah you’re forgetting something,” Tony’s voice interrupted as your team mates began to pour back into the room. “There is a whole line of us that guys have to get through before they even make it to the Bucky and Nat stage.”

You smiled back up at him and couldn’t help but be excited for what the future meant for you and your over-sized dysfunctional family.

You reached out for Steve’s hand and smiled when he clasped yours in his much larger one, eternally grateful that he kept his promise to you. He was here and that was all that mattered. 


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BTS Reacting to Their S/O Being Almost 9 Months Pregnant and Being Insecure

Request by Anon:  BTS reacting to their s/o being almost 9months pregnant & him thinking that she’s even more beautiful because she’s carrying their child??


I love this scenario! Honestly, it was kinda challenging to write something different for each one beacause the boys would love you so much if you’re carrying their child and think you are always beautiful so I decided to make it a mix of a dabble and a reaction. I love this reaction so much and giggled the whole time to myself while writing this that my parents had to check up on me three times! Anyways enjoy you guys!


Taehyung: This guy… (sigh). He is the perfect definition of an over worrying expecting father. This guy will follow each step you make thinking even stepping too hard might you and your baby. He would ask you what you’re craving until he will be the reason you lose your appetite. JK ( not Jungkook. See what I did there). Seriously though he will do anything you ask of him and tell you how beautiful you are and that you guys should have more babies to keep that bright glow on your face. (You know he wants to have a lot of kids). You wouldn’t even have the thought of having any insecurities because he will erase them before you even have them (by flowering you with kisses). Overall, this guy is going make an amazing father and a husband. (Is it obvious that he’s my bias?)

Him grabbing your face randomly to show you how much he loves you. 

Jungkook: This guy being the maknae, he will most likely have a child after at least some of his hyungs have their own families. He would take that as an advantage and ask his hyungs everything he has to do while his S/O is pregnant. The rest of BTS who have faced the various mood swings, cravings, and morning sickness will tell him the most important thing was to make sure she still feels beautiful in his eyes. Then he would be like, “But she’s always beautiful to me.” The rest of BTS will be like, “Yeah, but she needs to hear it from you idiot!” He would tell you you’re beautiful at least 10 times a day after that. He would say it to the point you would be creeped out, but he just wants to make sure he does everything right. (This nervous bunny. He acts confident, but we all know him that he’s a cute little bunny on the inside)

Originally posted by sugataecups

When Jimin tells him to never come empty handed when his S/O is craving something, and Taehyung’s like oh yeah I totally forgot about that, and Jungkook is like “wow seriously?”

J-Hope: Another follower. This guy would have a smile plastered on his face the minute he heard you were pregnant with his baby. He would comfort you whenever you have morning sickness and make sure you ate healthily. If you start having any doubts about how you look to him because you have a baby bump? You are in for it. He will go on for at least an hour on how much he loves you no matter how you look. In fact seeing your baby bump makes him fall more in love with you. This sweetheart will make you cry from how much he loves you.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

His excited face every time you go get an ultrasound. 

Namjoon: I don’t know why, but I’m picturing him with glasses the whole time (I have a weird interest towards guys with glasses- you know the ones that idols wear a lot). He would be writing some lyrics (about you) as you sigh and rub your belly. At first, he wouldn’t notice, but as you seem to smile less and less as the months went, he would understand that you’re feeling insecure (with the help of the other boys and the internet). I think he would be the most direct about how he feels from all the boys. He would straight out tell you how amazing you are, and he loved the fact that there’s going to be a half Namjoon and half you running around the house. He would then show you the new songs he wrote to serenade you. (I don’t know why but I’m imagining this in a study room)

Originally posted by taetaehyungs

He looks so good with glasses!

Jin:J I can imagine it. You suddenly not eating because you think it will add to the weight you gained from the baby bump. He would notice immediately because you normally eat his food in one mouthful. You wouldn’t even have to tell him he would just know. He would kneel in front of you, make you face him, and hold your hand. “I love you. Thank you for taking care of our baby. He/she is so lucky to have a wonderful mother, and I’m so lucky to have such a beautiful woman to call mine. Now, what are you craving for? ” He would say it in a way that you wouldn’t feel he said it because he noticed your insecurities, which is even better.

Originally posted by allforbts

Imagine him doing this while he cooks for you. (I’m cringing, but happy just thinking about it)

Yoongi: He would totally take you to his studio and play music for you and your baby to listen. He would want his baby to know his passion towards music and want his child to share the same passion. If he feels that you feel bad about your pregnant self, he would write songs about how beautiful you are to him no matter what. He would be upset that he thinks that of yourself, especially with your child approaching. Although he’s not a guy that expresses himself externally, he will make sure you know how much he loves you and your unborn child. (This guy… he’s a romantic underneath all that sarcastic layers).

Originally posted by exoticmaknae

Imagine Tae was your child. (I just love this gif. Yoongi looks like he’s so used this that he gave up being annoyed. Well if you can beat em, smile at their cuteness) 

Jimin: If you’re pregnant with his child, I’m sure your relationship with him would be public. He would want to take walks with you to take a break from life and low-key (more like high-key) show off his wife carrying his child (because you’re so beautiful and he wants others after you to get the hint). You would refuse because you’re self-conscious about your weight and that it would embarrass him. He’d start laughing when he hears that. “You’re kidding me right? I think we need to take you for an eye check up,” he’d lift your chin with one hand and place his other hand on your belly, ”because all I see is a radiant goddess standing in front of me”

Originally posted by bangtanboyvines

His smile (Swoon!!!!). You’re one lucky person if you end up with this fluff ball. 

Valentine’s Day with Sebastian Stan would include...

Originally posted by little--batman

N/A: Special headcanons to celebrate Valentine’s Day - I don’t write for celebrities usually, so please, don’t insist. Happy Valentine’s Day, I love you guys <3

  • Sebastian wakes you up early in the morning, by jumping on the bed and almost screaming “wake up, babe, it’s Valentine’s day!”
  • He gives you kisses all over your face
  • And he tickles you, of course
  • “Okay okay, I’m awake!”
  • With another kiss on your cheek, you get up and go to the bathroom
  • Once you’re done with your business, you go to the kitchen only to find Sebastian making coffee, with a lot of breakfast food placed on the table behind him
  • “Sit down, babe. I swear I didn’t burn the pancakes this time”
  • He serves two cups of coffee and you help him to put it on the table
  • And yeah, you sit down - but on his lap
  • “Can’t believe you did this just because it’s Valentine’s Day”
  • He laughs and starts to eat with you
  • Pancakes, fruits, some toasts, jelly, coffee and milk
  • Not so surprisingly, all of the food was delicious
  • Especially the pancakes lol
  • Sebastian caress your skin while eating
  • Like, just gently running his fingers on your waist and arm, kissing your shoulder and collarbone, etc
  • It’s all just so intimate and peaceful
  • And once you can’t eat anymore, Sebastian hugs you, putting his face on your neck and whispering a “can we go now?”
  • “What? Where are we going?”
  • “To the beach!”
  • You try to argue to understand if he was being serious about that, you really do
  • But since you can never argue with that Romanian and stubborn guy about something he knows that will be fun, you just stay speechless
  • Sebastian giggles, kissing your lips and asking you to get up so he can clean the kitchen
  • Which he does in just a few minutes
  • Then, he pulls you to the bedroom, talking nonstop about how cool it will be go to the beach
  • “Seb, are we really doing this?”
  • “Yes! We can drive to the beach and then drive back home at night. It will be like a small road trip, babe”
  • When you finally agree, Sebastian starts to pack some things - like clothes, towels, etc
  • At the car, you put some pop music just to see him singing along really loud, dancing like a dork (I definitely have a playlist of songs he would listen to during road trips, let me know if you want me to share it with you guys)
  • The whole way is just a mix of you laughing at Seb and recording him singing
  • Until, a little less than 2 hours after, you finally get to the beach
  • Sebastian looks like a kid, all excited about being there
  • The best part is that there’s not so much people around
  • Which allows you and Seb to just play like little kids on the sand, running after each other, swimming on the sea
  • There is actually a moment when he throws you over his shoulder and runs with you to the sea
  • You two spend the whole day there, playing, laughing, taking romantic walks, enjoying the view and each other’s company
  • It feels so good to just be there, holding your boyfriend’s hand and spending some time with him
  • But then the sun starts to set, and it’s time to go home
  • And of course that the way back home it’s just as fun as the way to the beach
  • Sebastian keeps telling you jokes and stories, until the moment he realizes you’re falling asleep
  • He smiles to himself, closing the car windows to keep you warm and holding your hand
  • Once he gets to his apartment, he gently wakes you up with some kisses
  • “I’m sorry, I would carry you to bed but right now we’re at the parking lot”
  • You laugh, nodding and getting off the car
  • At the elevator, Sebastian hugs you, letting you rest your head on his shoulder
  • And you’re so tired of a whole day of fun that he doesn’t even care when you throw yourself at his couch, at the moment you enter his apartment
  • And you’re not so sure of how long you slept, but next thing you know you’re waking up at a wonderful smell coming from the kitchen
  • “Seb?”, you call him, getting up from the couch
  • “Hello, sleeping beauty. I was just about to wake you up, dinner is ready. Why don’t you take a shower so we can eat?”
  • He smiles, coming closer to you and kissing your forehead
  • “God, I can’t believe you let me sleep at Valentine’s Day, Seb!”
  • You take a brief shower, washing away all the dirty from the beach, and changing into something comfy (and easier to take it off lol)
  • When you get back to the kitchen, another surprise
  • The whole place is decorated with candles, your favorite song (the one you say that is the theme song of your relationship with Seb) is playing, and your boyfriend is waiting for you, drinking a glass of wine
  • “How long did I stayed in the shower?”
  • He laughs, sitting down and mentioning for you to do the same
  • Even with just a shirt and sweatpants on, Sebastian was still the most beautiful and elegant man on the city, you were sure about that
  • You sit down too, smiling when you realize that he cooked your favorite dish
  • Through the dinner, you and Seb talks about everything - work, family, life, future, etc
  • He even says something about getting married someday
  • Soft music keeps playing on the background
  • “Fuck, I forgot about dessert”, he mumbles suddenly
  • “It’s okay, we have wine”
  • And after eating and drinking a bottle of wine, Sebastian leaves you for a moment
  • When he comes back, he puts a small velvet box in front of you
  • “What is this?”
  • “A present - or something like a question, actually”
  • You slowly open the box, revealing a key
  • “Okay, Stan, what is this?”
  • “I want you to move in with me”, he simply says. “This is the key of a beautiful and cozy apartment I found, not so far from this block. It’s perfect for us - 10 minutes from your work, more private than here, and bigger too. It’s… it’s the perfect way for us to start a life together”
  • Sebastian also tells you that it’s all settled - the only thing he needs to buy the apartment is your answer
  • And of course your answer is yes
  • You cry while hugging him, listening to his soft voice whispering to you how much he loves you and how you make him happy
  • The night ends with you and Sebastian at his bed, passionately making love to each other
  • And then, he falls asleep with your naked body pressed against his own, a tiny smile on his lips

Tagging lovely people who may like this: @mydragulesebastian @defendors @whotheeffisbucky @vivabucky @poe-also-bucky

Jujube Jones || Jughead Jones

Prompt: 42 with jughead jones the third please

42.) “Stop being so cute.”

A/N: This is probably not what you had in mind when you submitted the “Stop being so cute” prompt, but I hope this super long and fluffy fic makes up for it! 

Gif by @nessa007

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If someone told you four years ago that when you turned sixteen you would be five months pregnant with your best friend’s baby you would’ve laughed in their faces. Young you probably would’ve made a judgmental remark saying that you weren’t like “those River Vixens” and that although you loved Jughead, you and he could never be more than best friends.

Well, one night changed that.

It was a typical movie night for the two of you. Watching the classics, eating popcorn. You didn’t know who initiated it. You didn’t know who kissed who first. The next thing you knew was that the two of you had made your way upstairs to your bed and that clothes were coming off. You knew that this wasn’t right. The two of you were best friends. You couldn’t do this.

But how could something so wrong feel so right?

The both of you agreed it was a mistake immediately afterwards. Agreed to never talk about it again. Agreed that as far as the two of you were concerned, it never happened. It hurt you. You thought that you and Jughead had something there. A connection. But you couldn’t tell him how you really felt. You couldn’t hurt the relationship more than the two of you already had. Jughead felt the same way, although he never voiced his true thoughts either. He was Jughead after all. The friendship was more than a little awkward after that but the two of you managed. For a few weeks at least. Around six weeks after the two of you had sex, you started feeling fatigue. You got violently ill almost everyday. You thought it was just a stomach bug until you missed your period.

You immediately told Betty and Veronica about your suspicions. They told you that you needed to take a pregnancy test as soon as possible. While Betty stayed with you and tried to calm you down, Veronica was kind enough to go to the convenience store and buy the test for you. She said that she had been in your place before and that it was probably just a scare, like hers.

She was wrong.

As you stared numbly as the positive pregnancy test, you knew that your life was forever changed. You already made your decision about what you wanted to do. The next step was to tell Jughead and your parents.

Betty told Jughead. From what he told you later, it had just slipped out. She didn’t have any malicious intentions. You knew she didn’t, but it didn’t stop you from being angry with her for a good month or so. He had come over to your house the day after you took the test, tears in his eyes. Immediately you saw he was terrified of being a dad. The situation about what happened to his mother and sister and having a deadbeat dad involved with the Southside Serpents didn’t help either. Jughead vowed that he would never leave you to do this on your own and promised to help in any way he could. When you told your parents, they were furious. Without another word, they kicked you out. Now you and Jughead were both homeless, expecting a baby in approximately seven months.

Fred Andrews came to the rescue. He had found out from Archie that the two of you were homeless and found a little two-bedroom trailer near the edge of his construction site and got to work on fixing it up. He even offered Jughead a job, which Jughead accepted immediately, giving him work after school and on the weekends. In the meantime, Hermione Lodge had found out about your situation from Veronica. She swooped in, scheduling all your doctor’s appointments for you and paying for all of them (“It takes a village to raise a child, Y/N.”) She even convinced Pop to give you an after-school and weekend job after the baby was born. But most surprisingly of all, it was the Coopers, specifically Alice Cooper, the Alice Cooper, that offered to babysit for free when you and Jughead were at school. Why? You didn’t know. But you had a feeling it had something to do with making up for lost time with Polly in her youth.

Since the trailer Fred fixed up had two bedrooms, and one of them was being used for the baby, this made your and Jughead’s relationship complicated. In the beginning, the two of you agreed to sleep together, but not together. You weren’t a couple. You had also originally agreed to platonically co-parent when the baby arrived, wanting to stay as friendly with each other as you could. You weren’t going to repeat Jughead’s parents’ mistakes.

As time progressed, you began to fall more and more in love with Jughead. You knew it was a dangerous path you walked on, knowing that he didn’t like you back. As your due date got closer, the two of you started fighting more. It wasn’t like the two of you were angry at each other, but you were stressed and you just happened to be taking it out on each other. After one particularly bad screaming match, you had started crying uncontrollably, the stress becoming too much to handle. To your surprise, Jughead began to cry too, apologizing to you over and over again even though it wasn’t his fault. Whether it was the hormones or whatever, you had kissed him impulsively. He had kissed you back and the next thing you knew, you were on your bed.

So much for platonically sleeping together.

Afterwards, rather than lying again and saying the sex (again) was a mistake, you decided to be bold and told Jughead you loved him. After Jughead was silent for what seemed like an eternity, he said that he loved you too. That he had since he was a kid. More tears followed and you never screamed at each other again.

Forget the platonically sleeping together, so much for platonically co-parenting.

Jujube Forsythia Jones, named after your and Jughead’s favorite candy and Jellybean Jones’s real name (“For God’s sake, we don’t even know if it’s a girl, Jughead! And if it is, we’re not naming her Jujube Jellybean Jones! One candy is enough! Just use Forsythia!”) was born on a unusually cold and rainy spring day. Jujube’s (nicknamed Julia by you and everyone else except Jughead) birth was pretty uneventful which you were thankful for. Everything was relatively calm (thank whoever was up there for the epidural) and everyone didn’t panic (the exception being Jughead). When Julia was laid in Jughead’s arms for the first time, you saw the wall that he had built up over the years come crumbling down. He immediately adored her. Julia was his everything. When she cried, Jughead was immediately up and ready to attend to her every whim. She was a daddy’s girl. She was also the spitting image of him, with his hair and smile. But she had your eyes, making her a beautiful mix of the two of you. Everywhere she went, people melted. Even Cheryl liked her. (“I guess you’ll make a good River Vixen someday.”) You had never seen Jughead look so horrified at such a prospect before in your life.

You sighed as you remembered all the craziness that had went down in the last three years. You looked over from behind the counter at Julia who was in a booth, drawing with some old crayons and printer paper from Sheriff Keller’s office. Julia was an unusually well-behaved toddler. You had been waiting for the terrible twos to hit but at 2 ½, she was still relatively relaxed. That meant you were waiting for the hell that would come from the fearsome fours. Despite this, when you were working, you always made sure to check on her to make sure she wasn’t causing mischief. She never was. All she did was draw. Although it was just scribbles now, you knew she would be a great artist one day.

The bell tinkling of the front door brought you out of your daydream and you looked up, smiling at the person who walked through it.

“Hey, sorry I’m late,” Jughead said, closing the distance between you and giving you a quick kiss, the counter the only thing between the two of you. “Got held up at work.”

Hearing her father’s voice, Julia looked up and beamed.

“Daddy!” she exclaimed

Jughead’s smile widened when he saw his daughter.

“Hey, Juju,” he kneeling down to pick up the little girl, holding her tightly against him as she rested her head on his shoulder. He pretended the toddler was heavy, and groaned, acting as if she was nearly impossible to lift.

“You’re getting too big for me to carry, Jujube.” he said, standing up, Julia’s head still resting on his shoulder.

Julia lifted her head, her little black pigtails bouncing, and looked at her father.

“I’m not getting bigger! Aunt Betty said I’m getting cuter.” she proclaimed.

Jughead snorted.

“Yeah, well, stop being so cute. It’s not healthy.” he said, touching his nose to hers, giving her a little eskimo kiss.

Julia giggled and Jughead turned his attention back to you.

“You ready to go?” he asked, putting down the little girl.

You nodded as you took off your apron, looking up at the clock. It was 6 pm, the end of your shift.

“Yeah.” you said as you waved your goodbyes to Hermione and Pop, joining Jujube and Jughead as the three of you walked out the door, you and Jughead holding on to Julia’s little hands.

Your little family.

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A/N: That was my all-time favorite fic to write. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. :) Let me know what you thought!

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Lost Boy

Takashi Shirogane x reader

Originally posted by diolazuli

There was a time when I was alone

Shiro remembered when he would be in his own personal cell, no one to talk to, no one to even cry with to sleep. It was so incredibly lonely that sometimes he thought he should break out and get himself killed just for the hell of it. But something held him back, he didn’t know what it was. Maybe leaving Keith all alone on earth? No, that wasn’t it. He had been gone for so long now, Keith would clearly be able to make it without him. It was so lonely here…and so painful just to stay. He wanted to leave. But then the day came.

The next couple of hours were a blur, first he was with the doctors from the Garrison, they put him under and then he wasn’t at the Garrison anymore. He was in Keith’s house. “Keith?” He called out. “I’m here Shiro.” Keith came into view. “It’s so good to see you.” Shiro hugged his brotherly counter-part. “It’s good to see you too buddy.” Keith hugged back.

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~BABY MOON~

lite smut, fluff

it was cold outside so, you had the heat booming and episodes of your favorite tv show rolling. your little sister, yenan cuddled up by your side with the hugest grin on her face.

“is he here?! is that him!?” she jumped up in excitement at the sound of a car door.

you shrugged. “it could be him, im not sure.”

sometimes, you thought that your little sister was more in love with dean than you were. she’s basically his #1 fangirl. she knows all of his songs which is super shocking since his songs are in korean and she only speaks english.

lucky for her, she’s been backstage at a few of his performances with you. it’s so cute when they see each other, she buries herself in his clothes, does a little handshake that they made up with him and then she’d sit on his lap and play with his hair until you got noticeably jealous.

you were definitely the jealous type when it came to dean. he was yours and only yours but sometimes, even your sister seemed to get in the way. it was whatever though.

“dean!” yenan screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran to open the knocking door.

“yenan-ah!” dean picked her up by her under arms and swung her around.

feeling a little jealous at how they acted towards each other, you cleared your throat. “hey dean.”

his eyes switched over to yours. ‘damn.’ he thought to himself. your eyes were intimidating him. he knew he fucked up, giving all of his attention to yenan instead of you.

“hey jagiya.” he sat down beside you, pecked your lips and pulled you into a quick hug.

immediately, you recognized that smell that you loved. his cologne was titled ‘bad boy’ but it smelled sweet and innocent, kind of like candy. that was the smell you craved. you craved it so much and at the moment, you couldn’t do anything about it.

“did you miss me?” he nudged you.

“i missed you dean!” you rolled your eyes at your attention seeking little sister.

“shut up yenan.” you pulled her scrunchie out of her hair, causing her curls to fall all over her face.

“yah y/n why you do that?!” she ran away, probably to her room to fix her hair.

“somebody’s jealous.” dean teased you.

you rolled your eyes and masked your smile. he was right, you were jealous. as soon as he came through your door, he was supposed to be all over you, not yenan. it was time to play a little hard to get.

“yupp.” you said as plain as you could.

“yahh don’t act like that. what did i do?” he asked.

you shifted to your side and focused back on the television. you squeezed in a few fake laughs as the minutes past until he realized what you were doing.

“dean! i’m leaving, mommies here bye!” yenan came running back into the living room with her backpack on and stuffed animal in her arms.

“bye my caramel princess. and tell eomma i said hey.” he kissed the top of her head and let her go after saying her goodbyes to you.

as soon as the door shut and the two of you were alone, dean got closer to you and whispered in your ear, “what’s up with you?”.

you bit down on your lip hoping that he didn’t hear the slight moan that escaped your lips. but, he did. you hated when he could control you. when he would make you moan, it meant that you were basically under his control. he knew that most things he did could turn you on. like, just the sound of his voice, his presence or his soft touch.

“nothing.” you responded.

“oh, really? so why didn’t you talk to me for ten fucking minutes?” he placed his index finger on your chin and turned your face to face his.

“because, i was jealous.” you spat out.

he smirked, looked down and back at you. that look fucking killed. every single inch of his face was carved perfectly. his eyebrows gave a mischievous look to his face along with his high cheekbones and tanned skin. he looked like a playboy.

“you were jealous of your nine year old sister? baby if attention is what you want i’ll give it to you.” he kissed your lips.

his lips fit perfectly with yours. although yours were a bit more thicker than his, it still felt satisfyingly equal.

“i want something else..” you decided to make the real first move.

you reached for his pants zipper bit he stopped you. confused as to why he did let you proceed, you looked at him. “what?”

“you wanna do it on the couch? or in bed?” he asked, not even caring about your answer since he most definitely wanted to do it in bed.

ignoring your answer, he picked you up in one swift and carried you to your bedroom. he leaned into you which made you fall backwards onto the bed.

as he left soft wet kisses on your neck, you ruffled his hair around with your fingers. you learned that that fueled him up. it made his performance ten times better than it could’ve been if you didn’t play around in his hair.

“hyuk..” you titled your head back. you were so busy thinking about how good he was that you didn’t realize that he had already peeled your underwear off.

*

sooner than later, your room filled up with a mix of moans and groans from both you and hyuk. sex with him was amazing. he was gentle but rough at the same time. he would tell you how beautiful your skin and hair is while pounding the shit out of you and you liked it. scratch that, you loved it.

“babygirl look at me while i fuck you.” he grunted as he held your leg up on his shoulder.

the amount of pleasure that you got from this position was unbearable, so instead of trying to escape it, you closed your eyes and bit down on your lip. he hated when you closed your eyes while he fucked you so he would anyways tell you to open them and look at him.

you fought everything that you had in you to keep them fixed on his, staring back at him through your thick lashes gave him such a drive.

“don’t ever ignore me again..” he ordered you.

“yes… i won’t ignore you” you sat up on your shoulders to watch him stroke into;out of you.

suddenly, he sped up his pace. most likely because he was near. realizing the stiffening in your legs, you too were near. “say my name y/n.”

“hyuk…hyuk…hyuk…hyuk..!” you moaned aloud.

he slowed down as his strokes became a sloppy mess. he fell on the side of you after you came together. you rolled over into his chest and kissed the chisel of his jaw.

“you’re not on the pill anymore are you? i haven’t…you know for awhile.” hyuk asked, getting rid of the comfortable silence.

you thought of the last time you even took the pill. you damn sure couldn’t remember. “ahh no.”

“i can’t believe im having a blasian kid.” he lightly chuckled.

your eyes widened out of shock at what your boyfriend had just said. hearing that made you the happiest girl on earth. this meant that, he wasn’t going to care about what his parents would think when he tells them the unconfirmed news. it meant that he wasn’t scared. it meant that you were possibly going to have your own little family with the man you loved.

“go get a test.” you sat up with the sheets thrown over your shoulders.

it had been a long time since you saw hyuk move as fast as he did to put on his clothes and head out the door. he was so excited that he forgot all about a shower.

what if you were pregnant? how would your mom react to it? she would probably think that you’re too young and that it’s too early to start having kids when you just graduated from college. the thought of her reaction made you feel a bit worried so you prayed that it would be a good one. that is, if you were pregnant.

you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower.

*

“is it finished yet?” hyuk yelled from the living room.

you checked the clock on your phone and the five minutes that you had to wait were up. slowly, you turned the test over and indeed, you were pregnant.

trying to not be obvious at all, you covered the smile that formed on your lips with your resting bitch face. you walked into the living area and sat beside hyuk, handing him the test after telling him to close his eyes.

“okay, 1, 2, 3 open them.”

he quickly opened them and looked down at the small test in his hands. with just his mouth in the shape of an o, and his watery eyes, you could tell that this was indeed a very special moment for him.

“im gonna…be a…father.” he said in english.

you pecked his cheek and leaned into him. he wrapped his arms around you and lightly sobbed until he remembered that he was man and sucked it up.

“we should tell our parents.” he coughed to cover up the fact that he was just crying.

you giggled. “you’re really gonna pretend like you weren’t just crying?”

“baby i wasn’t, i’m a man.” he pouted.

“whatever you say hyuk.” you picked up your phone and dialed your mom’s number.

“hello?” she answered on the second ring.

“yea eomma, i have some news. are you listening?” you took in a deep breath.

dean noticed your nervous state, so he intertwined his fingers with yours to reassure that everything would be fine.

“yeah go ahead.” she responded.

“well, i’ve took a pregnancy test. and it says that im pregnant.” you smiled a little at the fact that you could say that now.

“you’re what?!” she sounded happy.

“preg-”

“i heard! wait until i tell yenan! i just can’t believe it my baby’s pregnant i gotta tell everyone child im-… where’s dean?” you didn’t know this, but she was jumping around in her place of work.

everyone’s eyes were on her with the thought, ‘what the hell’s gotten into her?’

“right here eomma!” he spoke into the phone.

“congratulations.. i’ve got to go.” she finally calmed down same caught her breath.

“ok mom we’ll talk later.” you hung up the phone and looked over at dean who was dialing his parents number.

“hello eomma? is appa there with you? i have important news.” he softly spoke into the phone.

he put it on speaker, so that you could hear. “yes he’s here, what is it?”

“y/n is pregnant.” he bit down on his lip, hoping for a good reaction.

“what? you’re not married to her hyuk! what if she’s using you for-”

“she’s not, i will marry her. i love her and she loves me. just because she’s foreign it doesn’t mean that she’s different. you have to trust me eomma.” his eyes shifted over to you, he was shocked that you kept a smile on your face.

“i see..” she sighed.

“we’ll support you hyuk. we’ll support the both of you and congratulations to you and y/n. i can’t wait to see my grandchild.” his father spoke into the phone with his soothing and reassuring voice.

“thanks appa. we’ll talk later.” hyuk hung up the phone and tossed it to the side.

“you good?” he asked you, lightly tugging on one of your curls.

you nodded. his mother liked you, and you could see where she was coming from. that was her culture so you couldn’t really be upset with it. hopefully, she’ll be more accepting of the fact that you’re going to be carrying her son’s child. hopefully.

“i put a baby in you..” he poked your stomach. “that’s so sexy.”

you giggled at his stupidness and straddled him, unexpectedly. “promise me we’ll be alright.”

“y/n i promise you we’ll be alright. fuck what a hater gotta say. you’re mine and i’m yours. we’re together until the end.”

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lite smut cause, i didn’t want to go into detail with that stuff yet. i hope that you still like it.

keep requests coming cause i love getting requests 💗

anonymous asked:

Can I request the rfa boys + v + saeran during MC giving birth? Like, can they stand being in there, what do they think of MC being in that much pain (and possibly crushing their hands, cussing, and turning downright mean at times) and trying to support her during it? And then what do they think when the baby is finally born and they get to hold it for the first time.

Oh my gosh thank you for this request anonny! I’ve been having baby fever ever since my cousin and his wife had their little boy about a year ago so needless to say, I was excited for this request! I had so much fun with this request so I really hope that you like it!! :3


Yoosung

  • Yoosung has been so incredibly hyped since the day you announced that you were pregnant
  • Your water broke when the two of you were at home, making Yoosung extremely excited but he still cautiously drove the two of you to the hospital
  • He eagerly bounced up and down as they hooked the machines up to you to try and ease the pain and as soon as it was time to start pushing, Yoosung was write by your side
  • Yoosung grabbed your hand and immediately felt you squeezing it, wincing at the pain but he knew that it was nothing compared to what you were going through
  • When you start cursing out loud because the pain is becoming unbearable, Yoosung leans down to give you lots of encouragement
  • “You’re doing so well MC!” “I’m so proud of you!” “Almost there keep going love!” “I know you can do it!”
  • With one final push, yours and Yoosung’s child is born, with you finally releasing your iron-grip on Yoosung’s hand
  • The nurse hands you your little bundle of joy, Yoosung starting to tear up as he looks down on at his child speaking softly to them
  • “Welcome to the world our little son.”
  • You grin at Yoosung and hand over your son to him and without hesitation Yoosung cradles his son in his arms
  • Some of Yoosung’s tears accidentally land on your son’s cheek, making him wail but you and Yoosung smile at each other
  • He hands your son back to you as Yoosung scoots himself in the bed next to you, wrapping his arm around your should and gently rubbing his son’s cheeks
  • This was by far the happiest moment of Yoosung’s life with his two favorite people

Zen

  • Zen was honestly surprised it took you this long to become pregnant since the two of you messed around… a lot
  • The day your water broke, Zen was at a rehearsal but the boy had never drove as fast in life his before in order to pick you up and get you to the hospital
  • He wasn’t going to lie through, Zen was nervous as hell to become a parent and even more nervous for the whole birthing process
  • The first time you screamed from pain Zen winced, gently rubbing your shoulder with one hand and holding your hand with his other
  • When you started cursing, Zen had to bite his lip because all he wanted to do was whisk you away from the pain and hold you close
  • Zen was snapped back into reality when he heard his child’s first cries
  • After the nurses cleaned them up, they handed Zen the child since you too exhausted to hold the child
  • Zen looked down at his child, opening their eyes for the first time to reveal a set of crimson orbs
  • Tears immediately started falling down Zen’s cheeks as he choked out through his cracking voice
  • “You might even be more beautiful than me my perfect little son.”
  • When ready, Zen carefully handed your son back over to you, admiring his perfect little family
  • He sat down next to the two of you, rubbing your shoulder and admiring how beautiful his son really was
  • Zen was right in his thoughts all along, the two of you would produce the most perfect son in the world

Jaehee

  • Jaehee was extremely happy when she found out the news that you’ve become pregnant
  • The two of you used a sperm donor that was a mutual friend of yours and Jaehee’s and with much consideration, you decided to me the carrier of the baby
  • You and Jaehee were at your cafe when your water broke, Jaehee remained very calm but quickly got you to the hospital
  • When you got to the hospital and started pushing, Jaehee was a bit surprised at how much your cursed but she completely understood why
  • She held your hand with her own tight grip, telling you to focus and hay you could do it
  • Once Jaehee heard her child’s first cries, she started crying herself
  • The nurse handed Jaehee the baby since you have to be checked out by the doctor since you almost passed out during the procedure
  • Jaehee smiled down at yours and hers child, she was still in shock that you and her were officially parents now as she cooed to the little one
  • “You look just like your mommy my cute little princess.”
  • Once you finally got the okay from the doctor, Jaehee handed your daughter to you, finally getting a chance to wipe her tears away
  • Jaehee sat at the edge of the bed with you and her daughter as she played with your daughter’s tiny hair as she thought to herself that she would love her little family for forever

Jumin

  • Jumin was cool, calm, and collected on the outside but on the inside he was a nervous wreck during the entire pregnancy process
  • So when your water broke, Jumin was having a minor mental breakdown but with the help of his vigilant staff, the two of you got to the hospital in time
  • Seeing you ready to push the child that you and Jumin conceived made him feel nothing but joy and warmth
  • Although a bit of pain was mixed in whenever he felt you squeeze the life out of his hand, but he knew that your pain was far greater
  • When you started cursing out loud, Jumin only held your hand tighter and kept telling you how wonderful you were doing
  • The sound of his child’s first cries was like a sweet melody to Jumin’s hears
  • The nurse handed your child to you and Jumin gently stroked your hair, looking down in adoration at the newest member of the Han family
  • “You’re the look of perfection my dear daughter.”
  • You handed your daughter over to Jumin who was hesitant at first but with your encouragement, took ahold of her
  • Jumin couldn’t take his eyes off of his daughter as she softly cried, smiling so much that his jaw hurt
  • He handed your daughter back over to you, the two of you grinning at each other as he brushed away your sweaty hair from your eyes
  • Jumin gazed at his perfect daughter who had fallen asleep in her mother’s arms, vowing to give her the attention and love that she deserves

Seven

  • Seven couldn’t put his words together when the two of you found out that you were pregnant
  • He’d been preparing for the day of delivery for months now, but of course your water broke when Seven was out grocery shopping
  • But Seven’s running speed was nothing to scoff at so he managed to speed the two of you to the hospital with time to spare
  • Seven was shaking from excitement when you were getting ready to push but saw how nervous you were
  • He grabbed your hand and gave you a goofy smile telling you how awesome you would do
  • The second you started pushing, Seven yelped in pain from your death grip on his hands and immediately shut up when he saw you glare at him
  • Seven had never seen you so scary looking before in his life but he quickly realized how much pain you were in so he tried telling you some jokes, even managing to make you laugh once
  • When your child was finally born and started crying, Seven told you how amazing you did and how proud he was of you
  • The nurses handed you the baby and Seven peeked over your shoulder and gasped
  • “MC! You just gave birth to a little baby tomato boy!”
  • Leave it to Seven to make you bust out laughing during a loving and tender moment
  • You handed Seven his child to hold and Seven’s eyes filled with adoration as he looked down at his tiny, red haired son
  • He planted small kisses on your son’s tiny forehead, making the littler Choi coo and the bigger Choi laugh with happy tears streaming down his cheeks
  • With much caution, Seven handed the small Choi back over to you, kissing your temple and playing with his son’s bright red hair
  • Seven thanked God for giving him a perfect wife and son, vowing to keep his family safe and feel nothing but love from him

V

  • V was elated when you first told him that you were pregnant but even with his poor eye sight he began to notice that you looked bigger than a normal pregnant woman should
  • When you told V that you were having twins, he felt his stomach drop and immense guilt began to creep into him
  • He was nearly blind and now you’d essentially have to handle to babies all on your own, it wasn’t fair
  • V was going to get the eye surgery but discovered that his recovery time would last months after your children would be born, meaning that you’d have to take care of the twins plus V
  • So when your water broke, V had his driver rush the two of you to the hospital, thinking that he just may be more anxious than you
  • But V was determined to be there for you, he told you to hold his hand as tightly as needed and boy did you do so when you started pushing
  • Even when you cursed at V for trying to give you words of encouragement, he only nodded knowing that you were in double the amount of pain
  • When V heard his first child’s wailing, he felt the weight of the world removed from his shoulders
  • The nurse handed V his first child while you kept pushing the second
  • V stared down in awe at his newborn, gently cradling the little one as he whispered in his soothing voice
  • “It’s nice to meet you my little son.”
  • He could have just stared at his son for the rest of his life except you had finally pushed out the second child, with the nurse promptly handing the child to you
  • V walked over to your side as he stared again down at his second child, the tears finally flowing as he smiled saying
  • “And it’s nice to meet you too my little daughter.”
  • You and V carefully swapped children as he held his daughter for the first time then looking at you as you held your son for the first time
  • V took a mental photo of his new family, nuzzling his cheek to your shoulder as he promised to take care of his twins and when the time came, receive the eye surgery to proper see his son and daughter

Unknown

  • Saeran was absolutely terrified at the idea that you were pregnant with his child
  • He didn’t feel as though he would be good enough as a parent but with a lot of convincing and ice cream from you, Saeran slowly warmed up to the idea of being a father
  • That is until your water broke, then he went into full on panic mode
  • Seven had to drive the two of you to the hospital because Saeran was so nervous
  • When you got there, Saeran didn’t even want to watch you give birth and stood on the opposite side of the room covering his eyes with his hands
  • But when he heard you groan in pain from pushing, he pushed his anxiety away and held your hand tightly, encouraging you that you were amazing and you could do it
  • He even snickered when you started cursing at the doctor for not giving you enough pain medication
  • When he heard the baby cry for the first time, Saeran froze
  • He watched with wide, bright eyes as you held your child close to your chest but eventually asking Saeran if he wanted to hold his child
  • Saeran was about to move away from you and the baby until the baby grabbed a hold of one of Saeran’s fingers
  • He sighed and gave in, using extreme caution when you handed him the baby but Saeran’s eyes went wide again with wonder as he started at his child
  • “You’re… my son. I promise to protect you and love you okay?“
  • Your heart melted at the sight of Saeran giving a small smile to your son, filled with relief that Saeran was finally getting comfortable with the baby
  • Saeran carefully handed your son back to you, crying as he clung onto your arm and to your son’s tiny hand thanking you again and again for giving him this happiness
Kalagang #07

1x08 We Will All Be Judged By The Courage Of Our Hearts

In this episode, we get to see more of Wolfgang’s back story – specifically his relationship with Felix, and with Wolfgang’s abusive father. It’s heartbreaking to see Wolfgang suffered so much in the past, but at the same time we see Kala’s feeling towards him gets deeper as he opens up about his pain.

Kala: I was always afraid as a child. I couldn’t sleep if the light was off or it was too quiet. I don’t like the quiet. I used to fall asleep in my father’s restaurant. I’ve always hated being alone. (1x07)

At the rooftop of Ganesha’s temple, Kala told Wolfgang she doesn’t like the quiet or being alone. But here, we see Kala who is at the movies with her family – she is not alone, and it’s obviously not quiet because of the laughter from the audience – being not fine at all. She is crying because of Wolfgang; she is crying for him. It just shows how much Wolfgang has consumed her; how much he means to her.

Original post [x] @stevenrogered

In Berlin, Wolfgang is at the hospital after Felix got shot from Steiner. He is in a very quiet place, and he’s all alone now – another cinematographic contrast between two characters. And it’s also great to see that Kala who doesn’t like the quiet and being alone visits the place that is quiet and ‘lonely’. Wolfgang doesn’t even cry because he can’t. He doesn’t know how. He has forgotten how to cry.

Again, with Kalagang you can turn any place into somewhere romantic…and bathroom is definitely becoming their thing.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

Wolfgang tries to suppress the pain and anger all to himself like he used to, thinking that he’s alone. Then Kala shows up. When he senses Kala and looks right at her, he’s really surprised – not just by Kala’s presence, but also by her tears. She is literally crying for him. Wolfgang didn’t ask anyone for anything, and yet she is sharing his pain and sorrow.

So he has all these mixed feelings going on in a split second – sad, angry, surprised, sort of relieved to see her, and then like he’s having another moment of falling in love with her. I mean, wouldn’t you fall for someone if that person shares your pain and even cries for you, when you thought you’re alone in this world? I would.

Wolfgang: [What happened to him?] It was my fault. I wanted to prove something. I wanted to change something that can’t be changed. [What?] The past.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

Just look at how hurt he is. It’s so heartbreaking. Wolfgang was about to give himself another chance to believe in miracles – start a new life. He was ready to fly over to India to see Kala. He was so desperate to put the past behind him. Then this happened; the world once again pulled Wolfgang back to where he was. When Wolfgang tells Kala that it’s his fault Felix was attacked, I think he secretly also wanted to tell her – he really wanted to meet her in person, and it hurts because now he can’t.

The way Max delivered this whole scene where he talks about Wolfgang’s childhood was so good. So on point. You can feel the depth of his pain even before we actually hear his story.

Kala: You’ve known him a long time. How did you meet? [Detention]

Original post [x] @stilesbanshee

Look! Kala’s hand is on Wolfgang’s back (or is it his arm? whatever)! Last episode Wolfie touched her, and now, she’s touching him. Our Kalagang is getting closer to one another! It’s hard to see from this GIF, but if you go watch full episode (video) you’ll see Kala’s fingers gently stroking Wolfgang’s back. AH FEELS.

Felix: Wolfgang? Nobody’s named Wolfgang. OK…Wolfie. What are you in for? [Fighting] Cool.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

From here, we get to see Wolfgang’s relationship with Felix.

Wolfgang: Where are you? [At the movies. With my family] Makes sense. [Why?] Felix loved the movies. We cut school to watch films all the time.

Original post [x] @fyeahwolfiekala

The only times when Wolfgang smile like that – not the usual kind of smirk he does to others, but real, genuine, happy one – are when he’s with Felix, Kala, probably his mother, and his cluster. Right now, it’s just Felix and Kala.

Conan: No one will remember if we were good men or bad. All that matters is that two stood against many. So grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen…then to hell with you!

This film is one of the things that made Wolfgang who he is today. It’s not just a film which he and his best friend enjoyed watching when they’re little, it sort of gave young Wolfgang a kind of guidance for his chaotic life. So it’s like Conan is Wolfgang’s Ganesha, I guess.

Wolfgang: I don’t know why he liked me. In those days, when we moved from East to West Berlin, I was the kid everyone hated.

Original post [x] @wolvesinwinter

Here, we get a glimpse of what would Wolfgang do when he is in serious trouble: he doesn’t ask for help. He tries to take care of the problem all by himself. He protects the ones he cares by not letting them into this mess. And he fights…he fights hard.

No wonder Wolfgang doesn’t ever ask his cluster for help.

Original post [x] @iseeuvillain

This is why Wolfgang thinks of Felix as his brother. Because Felix never leaves him – he is always there for Wolfgang, and he always comes back for him.

Wolfgang: [That was your childhood?] No.That was nothing…compared to my father.

When Kala is shocked by his rough childhood, Wolfgang lets out a sigh mixed with chuckle as if that whole story he’s just told her was nothing. As soon as he is about to talk about his father, Wolfgang’s face stiffens. You can see how much Wolfgang’s already disgusted just by thinking of his father.

Anton: Life is just five things – eating, drinking, shitting, fucking…and fighting for more. I didn’t say anything about crying. Crying is for bitches. Is that what you [Wolfgang] are? A little bitch?

What’s so heartbreaking about this scene is that – not to mention how abusive Anton was – as much as Wolfgang hates his father, ironically, everything about Anton including his ‘motto’ influenced Wolfgang. It was inevitable that his father made Wolfgang who he is.

Because of his father, Wolfgang couldn’t cry – which explains why he doesn’t cry up to this day…as well as why he’s been suppressing his emotions.

Kala: He would do anything for you.

Original post [x] @kalagang

The way Kala is looking at Wolfgang – I thought this might be the first time when Kala saw something good and beautiful hidden inside of him. At that moment, she felt this deep, unbreakable, and pure friendship between Wolfgang and Felix. She felt how much Wolfgang loves and cares about his brother.

Wolfgang: He’s my brother, and not by something as accidental as blood…by something much stronger. [By what?] By choice.

Original post [x] @dizzeikipling

This line sort of emphasizes that Wolfgang is, again, the guy who does not believe in things like miracles. Because he believes in choice. To Wolfgang, his family was not his choice. To him, miracle is also not a choice; it’s something that just happens. It’s beyond his control.

And this makes Kalagang’s relationship so interesting because…Wolfgang who believes in choices is connected to Kala – the connection that is not based on choices; while Kala who believes in miracles is hesitating over a choice that may change her life. Each of them believes in something that other doesn’t…and now, they’re being challenged by what other believes in. I’m kinda rambling, but see what I mean?

The more I rewatch Kalagang moments, the more I realize how their relationship is so fabulously complicated – they are complete opposites, but they accept each other. At the same time, they challenge each other…and eventually build up this beautiful and intense relationship based on their differences.

Manendra: You are going to call up my son and you are going to tell him that you cannot marry him. [What?] You know in your heart that’s the right thing to do. I could see it in your eyes. That’s why you stopped the wedding to keep yourself from committing this terrible mistake. […] But now, luck has given us another opportunity to correct it. All we require is the will…

OK, to be honest, when Manendra visited the temple and told Kala that she should call off the wedding with Rajan, I screamed with joy. I was like ‘YES! FINALLY! Now she can see Wolfgang without feeling guilty! They can be together!’

and then this happens…oh dear.

anonymous asked:

Hey, you're German, right? I've got a huge favour to ask of you. I've been studying German for a few years, and I plan on studying there for a year. Before that, I wanna improve my language skills, so I've been wondering if you could tell me about some good original German movies? I don't want to watch dubbed ones, I've heard they're horrible. Thank you so much! Love your blog, by the way.

Dubbed movies aren’t actually half bad - at least to movies dubbed in other languages. Trust me, I’ve watched both Spanish and French dubbed movies, they were way worse. This is what we like to call “Jammern auf hohem Niveau” - complaining even though everything is pretty good. You’ll find that Germans are a people of complainers; we like to complain about everything. We are never content :) 

Still, I’m really really excited that you’re interested in my culture and HELL YES THERE ARE A BUNCH OF AWESOME GERMAN MOVIES. Here are some highly acclaimed ones and some of my favourites, I hope all links work. 

  • 12 Meter ohne Kopf (a movie about a German pirate, who allegedly walked 12 meters after being beheaded in order to save his crew)
  • Auf der anderen Seite (a really bautiful sort of episodic movie connecting the lives of three families, both German and Turkish)
  • Barfuss (a movie about a girl suffering from PTSD, who is saved mostly accidentally from committing suicide by a dude cleaning the clinic she is in, and then follows him around everywhere, and they fall in love. Seriously, onely one of two movies by Til Schweiger worth watching)
  • Buddenbrooks (the story of a very rich merchant family and their downfall…a really famour book adaptation)
  • Das Boot (a movie about a German submarine and its crew during World War II. 100& must-see)
  • Das Experiment (A movie about a psychology experiment in prison, and how people react when given free reign over others. This should come with a huge trigger warning. It’s awesome, but also really super disturbing)
  • Das Leben der Anderen (You might’ve heard of that one, since it received an Oscar. It deals with surveillance in East Germany, and is, also, a must-see).
  • Das weiße Band (A movie about the oppressive and rigid society pre-World War I children grew up in.)
  • Das Wunder von Bern (This movie mixes the football world championships of 1954 (soccer for heathens who call other stuff football) and the story of a family that has to re-learn to live with each other when the father comes home after being a war captive for like…12 years MUST SEE)
  • Der Baader Meinhof Komplex (movie about famous German left extremists, the RAF and their terrorist attacks)
  • Der Schuh des Manitu (THE single best German comedy to ever exist. It makes fun of Cowboy movies/books that are super popular in Germany. You’ll cry of laughter seeing Native Americans with a Bavarian accent - which also means your language level should be really high, or you won’t understand a thing. Uh, obviously don’t watch if you think white comedians playing Native Americans is racist even when it’s satire)
  • Der Untergang (the last days in thr life of Adolf Hitler. You’ll probably have heard of that one, too. MUST SEE)
  • Die Blechtrommel (God, I don’t know how to describe this one. Basically, a movie about a child who decides he doesn’t want to grow anymore and observes the world of the adults around him?)
  • Die Fälscher (again, dealing with World War II, and people in concentration camps who were tasked with copying money of other countries)
  • Die fetten Jahre sind vorbei (a movie about three rebels who break into rich people’s houses only to rearrange their furniture and tell them to revise their morals - until one of them catches them in the act and they abduct him for a weekend. MUST SEE)
  • Die Feuerzangenbowle (THE classic movie. about the German school system. An older guy pretending to be a student at an elite high school. Also gave the name to a drink you will find a lot on Christmas markets)
  • Effie Briest (another novel adaptation about a young woman whose marriage is arranged and who loses everything when she cheats on her husband)
  • Ein Freund von mir (two guys who are completely different building a very strange friendship)
  • Elementarteilchen (about the lives of two brothers who were separated after birth, and the completely different lives they lead)
  • Fack Ju Göhte (no links yet, it only came out last year, a new comedy about the German school system, and absolute must-see, if you happen to find a link one day)
  • Gegen die Wand (a Turkish girl fake-marrying a German addict in an attempt to escae her family. MUST SEE)
  • Goodbye Lenin (a beautiful movie/comedy about a family and the German reunification. MUST SEE)
  • Im Winter ein Jahr (a family dealing with the loss of their son/brother)
  • Kabale und Liebe (a superb adaptation of Schiller’s play. bsjdhkdjk)
  • Kebab Connection (…I don’t even know how to describe this movie. Just watch it. Very multi/transcultural and hilarious)
  • Keinohrhasen (a douche has to do community service at a kindergarten - and finds that the girl he used to bully as a kid is now his superior. uh-oh. It’s super funny)
  • Kirschblüten - Hanami  (a dude travelling to Japan to understand and be close to his late wife) 
  • Lola rennt ( a movie about a couple in a dangerous situation - and three possible outcomes)
  • Schiller (ah boy, this was a TV production, so I couldn’t find a link. A brilliant movie about the life of Germany’s best playwright, if you ask me)
  • Soul Kitchen (a comedy about a guy trying to keep his restaurant afloat and keeping his brother out of a life of petty crime)
  • Sophie Scholl - die letzten Tage (a movie about the last days in the life of Sophie Scholl and her brother, who were part of the resistance against the Nazis)
  • Vincent will Meer (a guy with tourette syndrom, a girl with an eating disorder and a guy with OCD break out of their psychiatric clinic to go to the sea. MUST SEE)
  • Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken? ( a movie based on a real story, about a group of teenagers vowing to commit suicide once they do not feel any love anymore)
  • Wer früher stirbt ist länger tot (a comedy about a kid who does a lot of nonsense and when told that he is the reason his mother dies, blames himself, feares that he has to go to hell, and tries to make up for his sins by finding his dad a new wife. Hilarious. Again, tho, super strong Bavarian accent, beware!)

And if you want to watch a few good German TV-shows:

  • Türkisch für Anfänger (ABSOLUTE MUST SEE TV SERIES OMG WATCH IT!!! It deals with a German-Turkish patchwork family and it is hilarious)
  • Tatort Münster (basically a procedural crime show. There are a lot of Tatorts, but this is the only one that is always good. you’ll find a lot of the episodes on youtube)
  • Der letzte Zeuge (a show about a coroner solving crimes)