The Proposal | Part Two

Summary: In which a fake proposal leads to the admission of real feelings.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,619

Part One

Originally posted by veronikaphoenix

A knock pulls Bucky away from the mirror and to the door. He takes his time unlocking it and pulling it open, unsure of who’s waiting on the other side.

“Are you ready?” Steve fiddles with his tie, not bothering to look up and properly greet his best friend. “We’re leaving in ten minutes.”

Bucky’s heart stalls for a brief second, long enough to remind him that it’s still there. It still works. It still feels. After everything that has happened with Hydra, he wasn’t sure that would be the case.

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      When it came to love, you never understood what all the fuss was about, truly, you didn’t. Not until you met Steve Harrington, that is, and the whole world just started making sense.


The first privilege came in arguably the most affectionate show of love – a kiss placed on your lips so early in the morning you never quite know whether you’re dreaming or awake. And it is the absolute sweetest because you are the first thing on Steve’s mind when he opens his eyes and the last one before he closes them.

Early birds chirp their cheery tunes at dawn and the sun slowly rises; bright rays peak through the closed curtains of your room and burn the side of your cheek in almost a loving way. Steve is the first to stir – naturally, he is much more sensitive to sudden changes in lighting and temperature – and once he pries one hazy sleep ridden eye open all he can make out is a blurry image of your white ceiling. He blinks a few times, inhales a few breaths that taste like your perfume before his senses finally flow back into him and he tilts his head to the side. His hair sticks to his face and he shoves it out his eyes; he sees you still deep in sleep and most likely dreaming. And he wastes no time to lay his hand on your waist, feel your hot skin burn his fingertips as a lazy smile blooms on his lips. This peace lasts a moment, or possibly much longer, after all it’s hard to tell time when most of the world is still sleeping. He leans in and captures your lips in a soft kiss – a kiss he gives you every morning because true to the fairytale of Sleeping Beauty, you can only be awoken by a true loves kiss. He tried other methods. Tickling. Calling your name. A dozen alarm clocks. Nothing got a reaction, except this one thing and he did not use it sparingly.

The vast skies of dreams cloud with reality as slowly you feel yourself sucked into a stuffy, hot room, with dewy sweat coating your skin and batches of hair tickling your cheeks. The senses alert  in one deep inhale and you grin immediately once you realize that Steve’s lips still rest on yours; a raspy giggle escapes you as you playfully smack his arm and he gradually, with one last peck on your cheek and a sweet and hoarse ‘Good morning…’ moves back to his pillow. Your hand finds his under the sheets, your fingers squeezing his as you hum.

Babe…” You whisper.


Not morning…”

“Morning. School.”



Hawkins Movie Theatre is your favorite spot to hang out and of course Steve knows this. After all, he took you here on your first date. So each time you stepped through those double doors felt like the first time holding his hand all over again.

Midnight séance. A horror movie with flashy imagery and more nudity than you expected plays on screen as teenagers that are legal and not sit in couples and whisper amongst themselves. You sink into the plush red seat and inhale the scent of popcorn, cola, and something frying. The sounds are loud and unpleasant and you have to refrain from cringing when the volume jumps just a bit too loud. Your eyes stay glued to the screen despite the urge to ogle your boyfriend – you know that once you glance at him you will be unable to look away.

His hand rests on your thigh. Naturally, shoulder hugs are only for starting lovebirds, but you still remember how he pulled the old ‘yawn-wrap-my-arm-around-your-shoulders-don’t-freak-out-please’ shtick on you and how you absolutely swooned. Suddenly memories appear more interesting than the movie and you drift away. Oh, what a rainy day it had been when he had asked you out, not all that smug and cool. Not like the rumors painted him to be at all. He caught you after school, after basketball practice, as you were leaving your club with a stack of books and flyers occupying the space in your hands. He had offered to carry some heavier books and you had smiled sweetly at him for it. Then, once you reached your locker, and as you put the clutter away he had asked you if you wanted to ‘Catch a movie sometime?’. Your first reaction was to raise a brow in confusion and mild amusement. When you saw that he was serious, and despite himself nervous, your cheeks bloomed red and a shaky ‘Yeah…I’d like that’ fell from your lips before you could even think about it.

Steve’s hand squeezes your thigh and you perk up. Meeting eyes with him you try to bite down the smile. Seems he got bored of the movie, too.


Your house had been turned upside down as you, in great anger, tried to explain what the hell had happened to one of your friends. And how no one was supposed to know about it.

Steve sat on your bed with a book in his hand – English literature, can’t say it’s his favorite – as you pace around the small space of your room with your hands up in the air repeating the same wild gestures as you fight to control the volume of your voice. With blushed cheeks and a permanent frown on your face, you suddenly halt and stare at him, “Can you believe it?!”

“No.” He says, turning a page, “How could she?” His voice tatters on the edge of genuine interest. Frankly, he doesn’t think it’s that big of a deal, but if you want to vent he isn’t going to stop you.

“I know, right!?” You release a frustrated sigh and run a shaky hand through your hair; a moment of absolute silence passes and worried Steve glances up at you. Wide eyed, you state, “I don’t think I can be friends with her after this.”

You want his opinion. Dear God, you want his opinion. His advice is debatable in quality (Dustin, after all, didn’t get the girl despite Steve’s 100% proven technique) and to toss in his two cents in the beef that you have with your friend? This may potentially ruin your and hers friendship, or at the very least what’s left of it. Silently, he puts the book aside and motions for you to come closer. Sadly you walk over, and gently grasping your hand he pulls you into his lap. His head comes to rest on your shoulder as his arms wrap around your waist and you find a comfortable position to rest. A heavy sigh escapes your lips and he can’t help but frown. He doesn’t want to see you like this.

Hey…” He calls softly, his fingers hooking some loose strands of (color) hair over your ear, “Don’t be sad. I mean, I’m really not the best person to discuss girl troubles with, but like you said…She’s a bitch.”

You nod, “I know, but…But she’s my bitch, Steve.”

He thinks, “…Yeah. She’s your bitch.”

“I should call her.”

“Yep. You go do that.”


You love looking at pictures. Especially on rainy days when there is nothing better to do and the need for social interaction is on an all-time low. You suppose you like them so much because they are proof. Proof that something magical had happened.

Oh my God!” Your mother cries, her hands grasping the Polaroid camera as if her life depends on it, “Oh my God, (F/Name)! (F/Name) come here! Our little baby’s all grown up now!” Her voice cracks at the end and you can’t help but release an amused smile.

You share a look with Steve. He gives a shrug. The two of you stand together, his arm around your waist. Graduation. You wear your best dress, finest hairdo, and perfect smile. You are positive Steve put an extra hours’ worth of work into his hair today, and you have the sudden urge to run your finger through it, though the amount of self-control you have surprises even you.

Another flash lights up the room and flinch and squint your eyes to shield yourself from the sudden attack. This is possibly the sixteenth picture that had fallen to the floor with your mothers promise to ‘Pick it up later! Now pose!’. Not having the heart in you to refuse her, you straighten your back, smile to the camera, and pray that you don’t look half as uncomfortable as you feel. Steve leans in and you feel his breath brush your ear, “Do you think she’ll ever stop?”

“Smile and pretend like you’re having a good time, sweetie.”


The amount of records you have stocked up in your room makes Steve proud to call you his girl. The fact that the two of you share the same music taste is a huge plus, too.

…And your favorite song starts playing on the radio that goes in perfect tune with your laughing. Steve’s car suddenly turns into a dance floor – you squirm in your seat and do quick work to open the window to let the whole neighborhood hear your jam. The stars shape into fairy lights and street lamps flicker like at the disco on a Friday night. You close your eyes and inhale the scent of dewy grass as and wind and pollinated sleeping flowers. Summer is your favorite time of year, and no matter what hour you decide to sneak out the house you always find yourself in a permanent state of daze and awe. Last remnants of heat tickle your cheeks and you flash your eyes open, look at Steve and he shares your brilliant smile.

You hold your choice of beer up to his face, “Sippy!” You demand. He gives you a dismissive laugh, his hands firmly on the steering wheel as he continues to drive around.

“I can’t—“ But before he can finish you turn up the volume and demand again.


“I’ll have to park the car!” He warns. You shake your head, “We’ll have to walk a mile home!”

“Don’t care! Sippy!”

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Quiet - Carl Grimes

Request:  hey could you do a fic where carl gets the reader pregnant by mistake but they end up keeping the baby and the reader survives the birth?? love ur acc btw!!x

a/n: I’m sorry it’s been a while I’m just so shit. I will post more requests this week so if you’ve made a request look out for yours. Also to the person who requested this, if you’d prefer a smuttier version I’d be glad to give you it. xo

Warnings: None, implied smut I guess. 

You lay on the bed next to a sleeping Carl as you lace your fingers with his. It was about 4:30 in the morning and you were going out of your mind. You reach into the pocket of your jeans and pull out the pregnancy test you took earlier. You examine it, staring at the 2 lines on the stick as Carl stirs, moving so his head rests on your chest and your arm is resting on him. You sigh as you being to wonder again.

You could run away. But that wouldn’t solve anything and you couldn’t bare to part with Carl. You could tell him but you were afraid of how he would react. You didn’t know whether he’d be so happy that he’s basically beaming or you didn’t know whether he’d be so angry that steam could be coming out of his ears. Those were the only options. No matter how scared you were you’d never give up your’s and Carl’s baby. 

You sigh deeply but quietly careful not to wake Carl up and you stare up at the ceiling as you feel nauseous before you start to feel your eyes droop so you put the stick back in your pocket and then let yourself fall deeper and deeper.

When you wake Carl isn’t beside you and then you immediately freeze. Your hands fly down to your pockets but when you feel the stick you breath a sigh of relief. You move to stand up but when you do you feel the sudden urge to be sick. You rush to the bathroom but when you get there the door is locked. You bang on the door as you breath in and out and then you are greeted with Carl, smiling when he sees it’s you but frowning when you push past him.

“Are you okay?” Carl asks as his hands move to rub over your back, soothing you. You shake your head, still hunched over the toilet. He kneels down beside you once you flush the toilet. You stay sat on the floor as you try to calm yourself. He looks at you and lays a hand on your cheek and you lean into his touch. “What’s wrong? Are you ill?” He whispers. Your eyes flutter shut as your heart quickens and you smile at him.

“Nothing’s wrong. Just got a little dizzy that’s all, i’m fine.” You murmur as you stand from the floor, Carl following. You leave the bathroom and enter the bedroom as you sit on the bed. You breath in deeply, your hand moving to your stomach before getting up and walking back into the bathroom. Carl must’ve gone downstairs because when you switch the shower on you realise he isn’t upstairs anymore. You take your clothes off, chucking them to the side before stepping in. You let the water fall down your back before moving your head so the water covers your face.

You put your clothes back on before leaving the bathroom and going down the stairs. You see Rick with Judith and you walk into the kitchen.

“You alright?” You are greeted by Michonne and before she leaves the kitchen she stops. “Everything alright with you and Carl?” She asks while her hand touches your arm in a comforting way. You look down at your arm and then look back up.

“Of course. Why?” You question, still staring Michonne in the eye. She looks at the door then back to you before sighing.

“Carl just came down the stairs and he looked pretty angry. When we asked what was wrong he just stormed out of the house.” She huffs. Your brows furrow as your mind rushes. You think but the more you think the more confused you get. Then your eyes widen as you go stiff. Your eyes wide, almost bulging out of their sockets and your breathing deep. You move your hand to the pocket of your jeans and pat vigorously. Carl must’ve found the test in your pocket when your clothes were on the floor when you showered.

Your mind blanks as you forget everything for a second before you run to the door of the house and leave. You search for Carl from the doorstep but when you can’t see him you find someone.

“Have you seen Carl?” You spot Carol in the street as she walks and as you breath harshly, her face turns from cheerful to confused.

“Yeah I just saw him. He went into the chapel.” She says and without even thanking her you rush past her. You reach the front doors of the chapel and try to calm yourself. You take a deep breath in and then push the door open and you are met with a pacing Carl holding the pregnancy test in his hand. He doesn’t look up when you walk towards him but utter something inaudible to you. You stop walking and wait for him to look at you.

“How long have you know?” He whispers.

“Couple of days.” You say, your voice breaking as you feel yourself shake a little. He breaths abnormally quick as you furrow your brows and search his face for some sort of emotion.

“I can’t be a father.” He sighs as you see a grimace on his face. Out of no where he throws the stick to the floor and it bounces, descending slowly. Your eyes blink fast as your heart rate increases and you take a small step back. You break and stare at Carl before you huff and begin to walk over to him but he steps back. “Just give me a second.” He murmurs at you. You sigh and without thinking about it your hand moves to your stomach and you shake your head.

“You think I’m ready for this? I’m scared shitless. I’ve been going out of my fucking mind not knowing what to do. But I know you can be a father, I’ve seen you with Judith.” Carl looks into your eyes and soon you are walking towards him, slowly. But this time he doesn’t stop you. He merely watches you as your feet lightly move across the room. You finally reach him and you both just stare at each other.

And then, it’s as if the earth wanted you too, your lips connected to each other and his hands move to your face as he pulls you close. It’s passionate and deep which makes you breath harshly when he pulls back.

“I love you.” He whispers as he searches your eyes. You let out a small chuckle and nod your head lightly.

“And I you, which is why I know I can do this. It’s why I know we can do this. We can give this kid a happy life. We can all be happy.” Your hands cup his cheeks and his eye shuts as he huffs out a sigh. He nods at you and you take his hand and walk out of the chapel with him to head back home. “There’s only one thing worse than telling you.” You say as you walk side by side, your hands laced together.

“And that is?”

“Telling Rick.” You laugh and then Carl stops in the middle of the street. His face frozen into a petrified stare. You walk back to him and put your hands on his shoulders as you gently push him towards home. “It’ll be fine, I promise.” You whisper to him. “I’ll speak to him before you tell him okay?” He nods and you smile.

“Let’s go.”

11 M O N T H S L A T E R

You stand, hovering over yours and Carl’s bed as you watch your son sleeping peacefully. As you look at him you know that he is someone that you would do anything for. Along with Carl of course. You brush your hand lightly over Aidens cheek as your heart grows more and more. You hear footsteps coming up he stairs and you are met with Carl.

“Here’s his-” You silence him by covering his mouth and his brows furrow. You point to Aiden sleeping on the bed and he nods.

“Shh, be quiet. He’s finally sleeping.” You mumble.

“So I waited for his dummy to be clean and he fell asleep anyway.” You chuckle and place a soft kiss to his cheek.

“Yeah, all I did was stroke his hair. He fell asleep in a matter of seconds.” You whisper and he smiles down at you. You were grateful for everything that’s happened in your life so far. Here you are, stood in a room with your sleeping son and your loving fiance. Carl was one of the bes things that ever happened to you, along with Aiden and you wouldn’t be who you are today without Carl. You hear footsteps again and this time you are both greeted with Rick and a sleeping Judith in his arms.

“I’ll watch him. You guys go out for a bit, have some time alone. But please no more grand kids. Not at the moment at least.” He chuckles as he lays Judith next to Aiden.

“Are you sure?” You whisper and he nods.

“Of course, I remember how hard it was when we first had you Carl. Lori was always up at night feeding you and I was always up with you in the mornings. Guess you guys understand now.” He laughs lightly and you do too before leaving the room, thanking him. You both sit on the sofa downstairs and you place a kiss on his lips before moving to straddle him.

“My dad could hear us you know.” He murmurs against your lips. Your hand moves to the button of his shirt before disconnecting your lips.

“I guess we should try to be quiet then shouldn’t we.” You laugh and he kisses you hard.

“I love you. And Aiden too of course.” He whispers before laying you down gently.

“I love you both, so much.” You felt happier than you have ever felt before. You were lucky to have the family you have now, even if the world has gone to shit.

alexdamnvers  asked:

destiel prompt if you want: au. witch!cas. dean (human) is a security guard at a museum, and at night cas sneaks in to get an bone for a spell. dean confronts him, but cas is too cute to arrest.

Hey, thanks! This one was a lot of fun :)


Castiel pulled the hood of his jacket up as he walked down the damp sidewalk, still wet from the rain, and crouched down next to the back door.

This was such a bad idea.

He shook his head and pursed his lips. No use in turning back after two weeks of deliberating.

After quickly glancing in both directions to make sure no one was heading in his direction (not that he was expecting anyone to at three in the morning), he shook the door handle.

Locked, obviously.

Castiel murmured a few words under his breath and blew a quick puff of air into the keyhole, smiling when he heard a satisfying click. The gears shifted into place.

The door only creaked a little when he opened it and slipped through.

The more steps that he took inside the museum, the more sure he was that this was a bad idea. When had he decided to live a life of crime?

He paused, taking a deep breath to calm himself. This wasn’t a life of crime. This was one crime that wasn’t even going to hurt anyone, and then he was going to call it a day -  forever.

As he quietly made his way through the dim hallways, he mentally ran through the list of ingredients that were needed for the spell. Most of them were easy enough to find, some would take a little bit of creativity, and one - the most important ingredient - had to be a bone shaving. Sure, he could have settled for some kind of fish bone he picked out of his dinner or something, but when it came to spells that helped you see into the future, the older the bone, the clearer the vision. The clearer the vision, the more his client was willing to pay.

And, well -

Castiel stopped as he turned the corner and looked up at the massive skeletal remains of a triceratops.

You couldn’t get much older than this.

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BTS Scenario #8

                                           | Him proposing to you |

Originally posted by emiria

Pairing : Idol!BTS x Female Reader

Genre : Fluff

Word Count : From 338 to 488

Request —

Kim Seokjin 

The faint movement of your eyelids announced your awakening. While stretching your body, your senses were gradually being roused and soon you could smell the earthy scent of coffee lingering in the air. You turned your head to look over your shoulder and noticed your boyfriend absence. 

Slowly emerging from your slumber, you stayed lying under the warm bedsheets, looking through the window ahead of you and gazing at the small snowflakes that swung in the air between soft sunrays. 

The creaking of the door snapped you out of your daydream leading you to turn on your back and watch as Seokjin entered your bedroom with a full trail. You smiled in front of his serious face, focused on not spilling the content as he slowly put it on the crinkled sheets, next to you. You sat up and your smile widened when you saw the delicious meals he’d prepared.

You kissed good morning and dug in. A comfortable silence fell as you lovingly gazed and even fed each other. Everyday felt the same, everyday you felt the same — you felt delighted to share your life with your favorite human being in the world and to be shown equally great amount of love from him. Everything felt perfect as always. 

Yet, you could feel something a tiny bit different. As you watched him more closely, you were able to note the shift in color of his ears — they looked more pink than usual. You knew it only happened when he was embarrassed or stressed of having to tell something important. You didn’t say anything, contenting yourself with your warm cup of coffee. 

You finished drinking it to the last drop, watching its bottom as you did so. Too engrossed, you didn’t hear the sudden inspiration Seokjin took as he watched you and the faint frown your brows did. You were sure you’d never seen that mug before and your feeling had proven to be right when you read the letters scribed inside — Marry me ?

Min Yoongi 

Shifting your weight on your feet, you silently waited for the photographer to wave at you for you to take you place on the set. Dressed in a beautiful light pink gown, you tried to breath evenly and calm your nerves as a hairdresser touched up your hair.

Your heartbeat increased as you gazed at where you’d soon be, alone in front of several cameras. You had never done anything alike but you’d always dream of posing like a model and to feel like the prettiest woman in the world even just for a couple of minutes. Needless to say that you already were the most gorgeous woman in the eyes of your boyfriend and he was ready to prove his love to you by fulfilling each of your desires starting with this photoshoot he organized just for you.

You tried to spot him somewhere near you but you couldn’t see him. Then, one of the photographers called your name and told you to settle in. Two women helped you with your long silky dress and arranged it beautifully down your feet as you sat on a high chair, decorated with dozens of big flowers that matched the ones in your hair.

During the first couple of pictures taken you seemed a bit stiff and uncomfortable. The picture-takers did their best to appease you and make you feel more at ease. Their words were really encouraging and boosting and soon you revealed another side you. You appeared much more confident and as the pictures came one after the other on a big screen situated on one side for the others to watch, you could hear them express their amazement.

Your apprehension was long forgotten, you were very pleased of the smooth progress of your shooting and couldn’t wait to take a look at the pictures. The only regret you had was that Yoongi seemed nowhere to be seen and you really wanted to share that experience with him. The photographers then motioned you to come down the chair and pose standing up as one member of the staff came to hand you a bouquet of white roses.

At one moment after you were asked to move and pose on one side of the set, you noticed your boyfriend, dressed elegantly in a black tuxedo, walking towards you and gazing at you in awe. You smiled back at him and slightly frowned when he kept on coming closer and closer. You looked back at the photographer who hadn’t stop in his tracks and kept pressing the button of his device. Yoongi occupied the empty spot next to you and as people kept gazing at the screen with the pictures coming in — They showed him stopping a few inches away from you and like an animated movie, down on one knee as he raised his hands in front of him holding a small heart-shaped dark red velvet ring box.

Jung Hoseok 

Loud music was being played when you arrived the dance studio where Hoseok was rehearsing with some of his back-up dancers. You closed the door after you and went to sit one of the empty chairs gathered in one side of the large room. Your boyfriend texted you a while back telling you to join him if you wanted to since you had a day off from work. You agreed immediately, enjoying watching him blossoming in his work environment. On your way there, you’d thought of buying some snacks to reward everyone’s hard work. 

You watched with interest the couple of different routines the fifteen or so dancers did leaded by your boyfriend as he shouted some directive words. You’d always found him very attractive when he was in control, sporting his serious face. By the end of the fifth one, they all seemed drained and heavy breathing filled the air. You watched him walk to you, all sweaty with a beaming smile as he dried his face with a towel. He pecked your lips and couldn’t refrain himself when he noticed all the food you brought with you. 

He called for the others to come join you and they all thanked you, delighted to finally take a break.You sat on the side, gazing at your boyfriend who happily savored your treats. Your eyes dropped down to his damp shirt and you sighed at the thought of him overworking himself. 

You then looked at the others and noticed how warmly they were dressed for the room temperature. You asked Hoseok about it and he told you that clothes were part of the show and he wanted to perform as on D-day. They eventually finished eating and everyone took part in the cleaning. Your boyfriend told you they needed to rehearse one more song before you could leave the place so you sat back on your chair. 

The group gathered at the center around Hoseok who spoke a few words before they all take their side. Apparently, that routine involved light show. Only little spots were left lit. One of the female dancers smiled to you as she went to settle a camera and you noticed from its position that you’d be in the camera’s field of view but she told you it wouldn’t be a problem. 

When the first beats were heard, all the dancers moved like shadows. They did all the dance steps flawlessly and soon you couldn’t distinguish Hoseok from the rest anymore. Then you saw people undressing themselves and throwing their thick jackets on the floor, as someone walked away from the group. Everyone turned around and then you could decypher fluorescent letters on each of the shirts as the persons stood in a certain order for you to read — Will you marry me ?

Kim Namjoon 

You thought that that night was definitely special, the fact that your boyfriend agreed on making a three course meal by himself felt surreal and you told yourself to enjoy it to the fullest since it probably wouldn’t happen any time soon. Settled comfortably in your living-room, you gazed, smiling, at the adorable way Namjoon had customize your table with scented candles and flowers. 

It wasn’t the first he’d done something romantic but every time he did, it never failed to surprise and move you. You looked back towards the kitchen where you could see him dressing the dessert on plates. He told you not to try to take glimpses otherwise you would spoil everything. You laughed at his cute behavior and contented yourself by fiddling with the small velvet petals that decorated the tablecloth. 

He eventually came back, hands full and carefully settled the plates on the table. You stayed in awe in front of his creation, despite it not being a very elaborated dish, you knew how careless he could be sometimes and the fact that something so meticulous and fragile came from his hands caught you off guard.

Namjoon looked at you, anxiously, as you ate your first spoons and you didn’t wait too long to praise him. Even though you meant every word, he kept telling you he knew it wasn’t perfect but you quickly scolded him, forcing him to believe you which made him smile shyly. Two empty plates and a couple of drinks later, you watched your boyfriend leave, telling you not to move from your spot. 

You obeyed, wondering what he still could have up his sleeve. He soon came back, hiding something behind him and sat back down, revealing to you he had a present for you. You frowned, asking him what was the occasion for offering you a gift but he just told you to open it. Watching as you mercilessly teared the paper gift, a surprised gasp left you as you held the copies of your favorite author’s new books.

 When you looked back up to Namjoon, he sported a very large grin and you instantly got up to go hug and kiss him to show your gratitude. Sitting side-saddle on his lap, you couldn’t tear your eyes from your gifts and him from you. He then whispered you a couple of words and you opened one of the books, the air leaving your lungs when you looked inside — the pages were hollowed out in the shape of a heart and a silver ribbon was neatly knotted around a shining ring.

Park Jimin 

The jingling noise of keys disrupted the apartment’s calmness as Jimin entered it. His music could be heard through his earplugs and his arms were filled with groceries bags. He quickly walked to the kitchen and stored the food according to their proper place. Your cat, perched on one of the shelves, quietly watched him, swinging its tail in the air. 

Jimin smiled as he grabbed and held it before shuffling to the living-room. He let it go, the furry animal scurrying towards its toys that hung around on the floor while Jimin stopped his music, unplugging his earphones and throwing them carelessly on the couch. He ran his fingers through his hair and turned around to walk towards your bedroom where he guessed you were. 

Opening very slowly the door, your boyfriend’s lips instantly formed a smile when he caught your sleeping figure curled under the sheets. Jimin walked closely to you, readjusting the covers on your body and leant down to softly kiss your cheek. He didn’t want to wake you, not to disturb your nap and left you alone, exiting without a sound.

He went back to the living-room, sighing as he threw his body down on the couch. He rubbed his eyes and kept them close a moment. He bit his lip and slid his hand in his pocket to pull a tiny dark blue box out of it. He kept staring at it, sighing again and then his eyes went to look at the motionless cat, already looking back at him. Jimin let out a chuckle, wondering out loud on the way he should propose to you. 

The animal didn’t budge a bit and Jimin looked down at the box again, making it roll in his hands. He threw his head back, staring at the ceiling. Then he felt a weigh on his thighs leading him to look down and he saw his pet trying to take the box from him. Jimin laughed toying with it as he raised his hand in the air, pretending here and then to give it to it when an idea suddenly came to him.

You slowly stirred in your sleep and opened your eyes when your heard some faint noise next to you. You smiled when you saw your boyfriend, sat at the foot of the bed, cutely playing with your cat. When he looked sideways and saw that you were awake his smile widened and he greeted you. He let the cat climb onto the bed to make its way towards you as he crawled on the floor, moving himself closer to you. Your hands immediately went to pat you cat as you sat up but froze when they touched something cold. You took your cat in your arms and looked closely at its collar, noticing the beautiful ring secured on it.

Kim Taehyung 

Looking around you in admiration, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from your beautiful surroundings as you gazed with interest at the incredible setting the observatory put in for its visitors. Copies of planets, solar system and stars hung above your head making you feel as if you really were in space among them. Taehyung decided to organize this outing for a long time since the moment you expressed the will to visit one of those astronomical observatories and thought he could kill two birds with one stone by making the event even more special.

He walked closely behind you, unable to stop smiling when you looked so cute as you enthusiastically showed him everything that seemed beautiful to you, pointing at all the things in case he would miss them. You appeared so genuinely happy and your boyfriend could only stare at the most beautiful star of all in the room — you.

You went to every spot, read all the information displayed for visitors about space and its specificities. Sometimes, you waited for Taehyung when you thought you weren’t paying him too much attention but he promised you that he didn’t mind it and told you to enjoy your time there to the fullest, resulting in you smiling to him with one of your largest smiles. As the visit went on, your boyfriend’s heart beat rapidly in his chest when he was thinking about the fateful moment coming closer and closer. 

Your unawareness calmed him a bit but he was good at hiding his nervousness and you didn’t notice anything particular in his behavior. You were now walking into a room with several telescopes that were left at the disposal of visitors. That day was a special one as a lunar eclipse would take place causing a red moon. You’d been waiting for that moment all along and couldn’t refrain your eagerness as you walked quickly to one of the devices.

Taehyung chuckled and followed suit. He watched you lovingly as he felt his hands become clammy and then left you to look into another telescope, a precise one. You raised your head when you heard him calling your name, claiming the one he used was much more better. You smiled at him and walked until you were next to him. He sent you a weird look but you didn’t mention it and slightly leant down with one eye closed.

You could clearly see the red moon in all its splendor but what caught you off guard was the writing that seemed to be scribed onto it. You felt your boyfriend circle your waist as you heard him whispering into your ear that his heart belonged to you, a gasp left you after you made out the couple of words you were looking at — Will you be mine forever ? 

Jeon Jungkook

That day was definitely a noteworthy date. You never had so much fun in the span of a few hours and you were even more jolly because you did all those amazing activities with your boyfriend who seemed to enjoy himself just as much as you. You both agreed on spending the day doing whatever you wanted, regardless of everything that usually made you think twice about them. You just wanted to release stress and the worries of your life and just think about yourself and nothing else. 

From doing almost all the rides of the amusement park, eating literally at each food stand you came across without forgetting the endless shops you went into, you didn’t stop one second and punctuated each activities with hilarious moments that’d be etched on both of your memories. 

You fell even more in love with Jungkook when he agreed on doing all the the crazy things that went through your mind, even going to the outermost limit of suitable behavior in public that made passers-by question his sanity but you both didn’t have a care in the world because during all those wonderful times it was just the two of you.

Before that day, you boyfriend didn’t believe possible to be more in love with you. Throughout the day, he kept telling himself how lucky he was to have someone like you and it just fostered him in his decision even more. Each time he gazed at you having the time of your life, laughing your lungs out so hard because of some stupid jokes he made or when you looked at him with those eyes smiling lovingly to him, he knew he made the right choice.

When the sun disappeared behind dark clouds as you walked arm in arm, with lots of shopping bags and sipping on a frappucino that you shared, you felt Jungkook tugging on your arm and pointing towards a photo booth. You realized you hadn’t thought of taking any picture and instantly sided with him. Probably the best way to finish on a high note.

He took your hand and soon you were inside the cramped space, laughing excited. Jungkook watched you as you put coins inside and got ready to pose for the pictures. Light flashed several times capturing first your smiling face that soon shifted in a shocked expression when your boyfriend opened in between you a small black box


yoongi holding onto jimin’s shoulders w/his eyes half closed, tired (and slightly tipsy), mumbling nonsense to jimin as they return to their hotel late at night, when one of the hotel workers giggles and whispers, “cute couple,” as they pass by. they both grin and yoongi laughs softly, letting his hands travel down to jimin’s waist before he nuzzles and kisses his neck. “jimin-ah,” he coos, “you hear that? we’re a cute couple.”

What you need to know about Kaisoo/ Kadi (카디):

1/ they have many intimate personal photos for them before debut which was leaked ..

2/They are hyung and dongsaeng but they Don’t go like that they don’t use formal language and call each with bare names even though Kyungsoo call Jongin “ Jonginnii ” which get heard on some videos while the video was not focusing on them ;)

3/ They admit they was going daily before debut to drink coffee (sound dates to be honest ) after training .

4/ they are roommate for years .

5/ spotted by fans : Jongin shoved his eaten lollipop into Kyungsoo mouth who take it gladly .

6/ Jongin called Kyungsoo Jagi ( honey/babe) on stage while he covering his mouth but the mic was open of one of the members next to him so its his Jagi then .

7/ fans always catch Jongin stares at Kyungsoo even if he wasn’t talking to do any activities, and always following him on stage .

8/ so some calling them the (stares couple - the whispers couple since they always whisper into each other ears and take off the mic - and the off stage couple which is my fave cause they really have all their moments off stage and off camera which I mean the official camera not the smart fancams ;) so yeah )

9/ they love watching movies together and them alone No other members invited to their movie night.

10/ they always wear each other shirts and jackets , really so much time , the only members who do this so many times that I lost count , I think its a cute thing .

11/ once Jongin was about to slap Kyungsoo ass so he kissed his hand palm before that , he also always do to tickle Kyungsoo on stage and running away .

12/ One of the members unknown friend said that that member was complaining backwards before debut that he couldn’t get to be close to Kyungsoo because he was stick to Jongin all the time .

13/ so many rumors flow around this couple before and after debut too Really and its Rumors with S .

14/ kyungsoo well wake up in the middle of the night to do something for Jongin to eat , he even buys the medicine for Jongin when he got sick and its to Jongin only !

15/ the members said Kyungsoo is the less one to talk between them but Jongin disagreed by saying : Kyungsoo is not like that you just have to know how to make him speak or a line like that T-T

16/ Kyungsoo always choose Jongin as the sexiest one among the members .

17/ kyungsoo said once that Jongin is his angel .

18/ after the blind gay rumor spread and many fans suspect in them , Jongin suddenly been spotted in a date with an idol from his company and the day after that in the small fnc they had with the band Kyungsoo and Jongin was in obvious awkward and tense situation where Kyungsoo was avoiding Jongin in that day and even the fans who don’t follow this couple said they notice the sadness between those two and the teary eyes they both had .

19/ being in samesex relationship scandal is not a good thing in Korea , if they was really caught on camera on that blind rumor then the company that they work for have a right to manipulate the truth and hiding them under a fake relationship like Jongin was in to cover them and make sure they are save even if its a heartbreaking but thats for their own good .. after several month when people start to question the scandal Jongin was in since there is nothing sound real and people start just to drop it , the couple start to interact more freely and be more normal than the days the rumor and scandal was flying above their head and they are still always stick together .

20/ yeah so now they are in a long term relationship thats started since many years back and they grow old together and will continue :)

If you have more lines to add reblog and write it cause I am sure like hell that I can’t write all the amazing facts about them ❤

Pregnant [S.B.]

Character: Sirius Black
Word Count: 1405
Requested?: Yes/No
Summary: When Y/n has a one night stand with Sirius Black, she finds the consequences are far worse than she ever thought.
WARNINGS: Mentions of pregnancy
Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it

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This wasn’t supposed to happen. It was supposed to be one night, no strings attached, no feelings, just sex. You knew going to that party in the Gryffindor common room was a bad idea, but you never thought it would have consequences this extreme.

You stared down at the test in despair, choking back a sob as you leant back against the wall of the toilet cubicle, and tried to gather your thoughts into something somewhat comprehensible.

You were pregnant. With Sirius Black’s baby, of all people. What were the chances he’d want to be around after you told him - if you told him? He was the type of guy to sleep with a girl and move on - no relationships, no responsibilities.

A baby was a huge responsibility.

You were scared, amongst other things, how he would take the news. You weren’t romantically involved - not at all - which made you so sure he would just ignore you for the rest of your lives, avoiding what was half of his fault too.

You placed the test back inside the small cardboard box it came in, and placed it inside your cloak pocket. You couldn’t risk exposing of it here; someone could find it.

As you emerged from the bathroom, you felt dazed, and looking where you were going was the last thing on your mind, which is why you managed to bump into someone, nearly knocking you down.

“Woah, Y/n! Are you okay?” Lily’s soft voice floated through the air and you looked into her green eyes. Without a word, you starting shaking your head, tears that you had previously been trying to hold in falling rapidly down your cheeks.

“Oh my dear…” Lily looked at you sympathetically and led you quickly to the library down the hallway, so that less people would be around to see and hear you.

When she sat you down on a chair in the far corner, she let you cry for a moment, rubbing your back gently and whispering a couple of “it’s okay"s and “let it out"s.

As soon as your crying subsided, Lily asked, “What happened? What’s wrong?”

You bit your lip, “I did something stupid, Lils.”

“Oh Y/n, it can’t be that bad, I’m sure! You’ll be fine,” she tried to comfort you.

“Lily I’m pregnant.”

Her mouth dropped open, “Y-You’re what?” “I’m having a baby,” you closed your eyes as your lip trembled once again.

“Okay… okay… this is okay. This will be fine! Everything will be okay! You just need to talk things out with the father. Who is the father?” Lily asked, reaching out to place a hand on yours.

You hesitated, before sighing a little. “Sirius,” you muttered.

“As in Black?!” “Yes, Lily. Sirius Black. Sirius Black is the father of my baby, and I don’t know what to do because Merlin knows he won’t want to stick around with me, knowing he has a child! What am I supposed to do?”

“You tell him. And if he, like usual, tries to hide from his responsibilities, then you come to me and we’ll raise this baby together instead. But he won’t leave you Y/n. He won’t. And even if he does, you’re not doing this alone, I promise you,” Lily told you.

“Are you sure? I don’t want him to reject me or anything.”

“Y/n… I’ve known Sirius a long time, okay? And yes, he’s immature; he doesn’t like to stick to rules or act his age, and he’s a complete tosser. But he’d never reject you. Look, I didn’t want to tell you. I wanted him to tell you himself. But clearly you need some kind of a boost, okay? So here it is. Sirius Black has been in love with you since first year.”

“Lily, I love you, but please don’t joke around with me like this. I will hit you,” you muttered, a sigh following your words.

“I’m not joking with you! Seriously, you are the most oblivious person I’ve ever met. Whenever you’re around Sirius can’t take his eyes off you! You should hear the way he talks about you when you’re not around! In fact, I’m actually surprised you weren’t pregnant with his baby before now!” Lily said, her green eyes wide.

“If this is all true, then why hasn’t he told me before?” You said pointedly, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I don’t know, scared of rejection maybe? Scared of commitment? It’s Sirius Black for Merlin’s sake. He’s so melodramatic it could be because of literally anything.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the red headed girl in front of you, “Okay. Thank you Lily.”

“No problem. Now come on, we have a baby daddy to tell!”


“I can’t do this,” you said as you paced up and down outside the Gryffindor common room. “Yes you can! You have me here for moral support, and you are stronger than this! You can do it! Now go,” Lily said as she held open the common room door for you.

You entered the room and instantly were met by the faint smell of burning logs, and a nice reddish glow of the fire bouncing around the room.

On the other side of the room, you caught sight of Sirius. There was a small smile gracing your face as you took in his appearance. He was mid-laugh, his black hair falling around his well-defined jawline. He was sat with the other Marauders, who were laughing along with him.

Now… how to get Sirius alone…

“I need to get to the library, I’ll see you guys later,” you heard Remus say as he stood up. “I’ll come with you,” Peter said as he followed the werewolf out, past where you were stood in the shadows.

Now to get rid of James…

“Potter,” you said as you walked towards the boys, “Lily is outside the door.”

“See you later Padfoot!” James said as he stood up, hand ruffling his already messy hair as he nearly fell over himself to get to Lily as fast as he could.

“You know babe, if you wanted to be alone with me again, you could have just said so,” Sirius spoke, smirking up at you from his seat on the couch.

“I’m not here to talk about that, Sirius. Well, sort of. But not in the way you think. I mean… I need to talk to you about something important,” you said, your voice wavering.

Sirius patted the spot next to him on the couch, and you sat down hesitantly. He reached over to grab your shaking hands in his larger ones, “So, what do you wanna talk about?”

“This is going to be a shock. And… and holy shit I don’t even know how to say this because I don’t know how you’re going to take it or anything but um… Sirius, I’m pregnant.”

Sirius froze, the hand resting on yours tensing up and slowly pulling away.


“I’m pregnant with your child, Sirius. And it’s fine if you don’t want to be there for us, I understand. It’s not really in your character to commit to a relationship anyway. But I just thought you should know,” you said, avoiding looking into his eyes.

You didn’t receive a response and assumed the worst. You stood up, pulling your cloak around yourself as you went to leave, “You know, I was so stupid to think you’d actually stick around. Lily said… she said you wouldn’t leave. She said you’re in love with me. Guess that was all lies right?”

You had almost reached the door when Sirius yelled out, “Y/n, wait!”

You looked back at him as he finally caught up with you. He grabbed your hips and pulled you against him, pressing his lips against yours as he kissed you roughly.

Your hands found their place around his neck, as one of his rested on your stomach. He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours, “Lily wasn’t lying. I’m not going to leave, and I do love you baby girl. I want to have this baby, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather be the mother than you.”

“Are you sure, Sirius? Because… this means you’re going to have to give up your endless one night stands,” you told him.

Sirius gave you a cute smile, “I don’t care. Just as long as I’m with you.”

Perfect Tommy Shelby x Reader

Hi everyone! If anyones listening… I know it’s been a while. I’ve been super busy but I’m back on track I finishing up all the requests I have currently so the requests should be back open when I’m done! Thank you, everyone, who has commented on my writing and liked it! I really appreciate you all!

Request: Reader going into labor at night and Tommy being all worked up but also supportive?

Hope you enjoy!

It started off like every other night.
You got home from the grocers, you and Tommy made dinner together. He spun you around as the gramophone played both of your favorite songs. You both waltzed around slowly. Dancing around the kitchen that smelled like roasting chicken and cinnamon.
He dipped you slowly and carefully. 

Soon the buzzer went off and you both reluctantly continued to finish the preparations for dinner. You both relaxed after dinner in the sitting room chatting away.
You had your feet tucked under you and a blanket draped over your shoulders. One of your hands was leaning against the back of the sofa, the other resting on your stomach. You had a steaming cup of bedtime tea on the coffee table next to you. 

You soothingly stroked your stomach. You and Tommy had fallen into a calming silence. Everything in the house was still except your hand and both of your hearts.

You had become distracted by the view of the rainy evening while Tommy had become distracted by you.
The two of you lived in a lovely country house. It had too many rooms and too many servants. Most of them didn’t do much during the day because you had insisted on making your own food and dressing yourself. The maids only ever cleaned a bit. They were all very polite and nice.
You had finally dragged your eyes away from the rain-streaked window to find Tommy subtly smiling at you from behind his whiskey glass.

He was seated opposite you in a leather chair. He propped his head up with his fist while the other hand was swirling the contents of his glass around.
“What are you smiling at?” You asked, your eyes narrowing.
“My gorgeous wife.”
You chuckled, “Always the charmer.” You carefully leaned over and carefully grabbed your cup of tea careful not to spill any of the boiling water.  
The two of you continued to stare at one another, both drinking the other in.
“You’re beautiful.” You said in a whisper over the rim of your tea.
Tommy scoffed immediately and took a sip of his whiskey.

“You are!” You said indignantly, setting your cup back down on the coffee table.
“You captivatingly gorgeous.” You said much softer. You smiled softly noting the small blush that had appeared on Tommy’s cheeks.
Tommy put his glass down got up and walked over to you. You followed his graceful movements with your head. You watched as he sat down right next to you and placed a hand on your thigh and the other cupping your cheek.
“Why don’t you believe me?” You whispered leaning in, placing your forehead against his.
“Because,” Tommy said brushing his nose against yours, “Your the most captivatingly gorgeous person. There can’t be two.”
You chuckled placing a hand on his that was caressing your chin delicately.
“Darling, you make it possible.”
He chuckled at your response.
Finally, after a few more moments the two of you kissed. Your lips matched perfectly. Like two puzzle pieces. They moved together in sync. He tilted his head a bit more, gaining a better angle. Soon the two of you broke away for a breath.
Tommy was smiling at you and you were smiling at Tommy. He slowly caressed your stomach lovingly. 

“Any day now.” You whispered staring happily down at your tummy.
“Anyday,” Tommy responded back.
The two of you sat there chatting into the late hours of the evening. When your head finally started to droop because of your sleepiness Tommy picked you up and brought you to bed.
You suddenly felt very hot. So you sleepily kicked off your sheets. Soon you started to shiver so you grudgingly dragged your sheets back on. This continued on for a few minutes. Suddenly as you were midway through pulling up the sheets to cover your legs you felt the water.
You froze for at least a few seconds before the pain started to settle in.
“Tommy, Tommy, Tommy!” You hoarsely whispered into his ear,
He groggily turned over, “What, Lov-"He stopped mid-sentence when he saw the state in which you were in.
"Call the doctor now!” You commanded. Tommy only hesitated a moment before bolting out of the bed and towards the phone.
You clutched your stomach and tried to maintain calm breathing.
Tommy hurried back and moved around to sit by your side of the bed. 

“She’ll be here in a few moments,” Tommy whispered. He clutched your hand.
You closed your eyes and pressed the back of your head against the pillow. You pressed it so hard that you saw stars in front of your eyes.
You breathed slowly in and out.
“You’re supposed to be telling me to breathe!” You yelled eyes shooting open.
Tommy who’s head had previously been bent down looking at the floor shot up at your words. There was an emotion on his face that hadn’t seen before.
“Tommy, love, whats wrong?” Almost forgetting the state in which you were in, your voice full of worry.
“I’m…” But he just grasped your hand even harder and snapped out of whatever emotion he was once feeling.
“It’s going to be okay, love, just breathe.” He said, leaning over and kissing your head.

The two of you stayed like that for a long time.
“When is the nurse going to be here?” You whispered.
“Soon, love very soon.” Tommy carefully stroked your cheek and hair.
“Breath, Love, breath.”
“Tommy, Tommy,” You whispered looking over at him.
“Yes, love?” He said, his eyes locking onto yours.
“Tell me a story, anything to distract me.”
He thought for a couple of moments. He absentmindedly wiped some sweat from your forward while he thought.
“I-I remember the first time you complimented me. In that alleyway behind the Garrison.”
Tommy paused for a moment, staring down at your hand clasped around his.
“I was shocked.” He mumbled still looking at your hands.
“You didn’t compliment because you felt you had to because I complimented you. You just said it out of the blue. I was really surprised. No one has ever complimented me.”

You huffed a laugh. And groaned a bit holding on to Tommy’s hand even tighter.
Tommy reached up and removed the hair that had been stuck to your forehead.
“And- um.” He continued on.
“I remember just leaning there, against the wall of the alley. I remember just staring at you.”
“You were as red as a tomato.” You mumbled quietly.
“Oi, I’m the one telling the story.” He said with a chuckle. You glanced over to see a hint of red dusting his cheeks.
“I stared at you for, I don’t know, a couple minutes in shock. At first, I thought you were joking, making fun of the way I sometimes compliment you. But you weren’t. You stood there right in front of me, staring up at me with that smile. And I knew that moment, I said to myself, ‘fuck, she’s got me.’”
You watched Tommy as he ducked his head to stare at the brown floorboards. You squeezed his hand, signaling for him to look up at you.

“That’s the only story I got, love.” He said when he looked up at you.
“I like that one.” You whispered back.
And the two of you sat there. You occasionally closed your eyes in pain but you would always reopen them to stare right back at Tommy.  
“I’m scared,” Tommy whispered up at the ceiling.
You looked over at him.
“You shouldn’t be, you’ll be perfect.”
“No, I won’t. Far from perfect.” He responded.
“My da- dad, he never- never was around and when he was,” He paused swallowing thickly, “it wasn’t pretty.”  
Tommy had never really opened up to you about his dad to you. You really didn’t know a lot about his parents but you new a bit from Polly that he didn’t have the best childhood.
He cut you off gently.
“Don’t ever let me become like him. I do anything and I mean anything wrong or damaging you kick me out, got it?” He said.
“Tom-” You tried again.
“No, (y/n) promise me.”
You sighed and winced in pain.
“I promise.” You whispered. “But Tom, you won’t ever become like that. You’re better than that. Your the most caring and kindest man I have ever met.”
Tommy had hung his head in shame as you spoke.
“Tom, look at me.” You commanded softly.
He reluctantly did.
“You are not bad. You are not.”
He nodded solemnly with only a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
“You’re so beautiful.” You whispered after a couple minutes.
“Stop it, love. Save your breath.” Tommy mumbled. He stroked your hand with the pad of his thumb.
“No, no, you are. The way the moonlight reflects off your eyes is captivating. You look like a painting.” You whispered up to him.
“Darling, your gorgeous. Stop wasting compliments on me, they should all be for you.” Tommy raised your hands to his lips and kissed your knuckles.
“Complimenting you is never a waste.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.”

Suddenly you both jumped as the door burst open. The doctor burst in, next  the maid, and soon after Polly. They all rushed to the bed fussing over you. 

“Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” The doctor said placing a hand on his shoulder.
Tommy looked up from your face that was stained with pain to the doctor standing over him.
“I’m not leaving her.” He hoarsely whispered to the doctor. The look on Tommy’s face was scary enough for any man, women or child to quiver at.
For a moment the doctor was struck with fear and backed a couple of steps away but soon regained his composure.
“Well-um.” The doctor cleared his throat, “I’ll have to ask you to stand back then, sir.”
“Tommy it’s fine, it’s fine.” You said breathlessly.
Tommy still holding your hand backed up out of the way and stood near the headboard of the bed, still holding your hand tightly.
Polly seeing Tommy’s worry sketched on to his face went over and placed a hand on his shoulder.
“She’s strong Tommy.”
You don’t know how long it took, but to you, it felt like hours. Constant pain and then suddenly bliss. The only sound echoing through the big country house was a wailing baby.
The maid quickly washed the baby and bundled her up and gently placed her on your chest. You stared down at this human, breathing and sleeping on your chest and for a moment you couldn’t believe the truth.

You couldn’t believe that this happened.  You felt surges of happiness echoing through you as you stared down at this little human.
Soon Polly ushered the doctor and maid out of the room letting you and Tommy have a couple moments.
Tommy gently laid down next to you. You carefully turned over on your side to face him. You delicately placed the baby between the two of you.
You both stared down at her smiling.
“What do we name her?” You asked in a whisper.
Tommy, out of the blue leaned over and kissed you.
“You gotta choose. You did all the work.”
You chuckled.
Tommy smiled at you, “Perfect.”

There you have it! The infamous mistletoe request! I just liked that this one has a little bit of a twist LOL. Hope you like this!


Under the mistletoe with a MC who doesn’t know the tradition


  • He spotted a mistletoe hanging in the doorway that leads to the lobby of the RFA Christmas party
  • He gives a quick glance towards you, that’s his chance!
  •  “Hey, MC! Seems there’s a guest who got here late.” “Oh, really? Hum, I better greet him.” “I’ll go with you.” hehehe
  •  You walk towards the entrance, he feels his heart racing when you get exactly under the mistletoe and… pass it by? WWF???
  • “Hum… babe?” “Yes?” “Mis-mistletoe.” He points to it and gives you puppy eyes. 
  •  “I see… cool. Now where’s the guest? I’m not seeing h-“ “But… mistletoe.”
  •  “Uhm, yes, what about it?” “We should kiss.” “That’s sudden.” You chuckle. Goddamnit!
  •  “It’s not! It’s tradition!” you look at him completely confused. Wait, you really…? OMG, how can you be so unintentionally cute?
  • “It’s a… thing we do, we… have to kiss the person that gets trapped with us under mistletoe.” “Oh… why, though?”
  •  “I have no idea, but I think you shouldn’t skip tradition like this, babe…” you narrow your eyes at him before reaching for his lips.


  • He saw the mistletoe, but didn’t think much of it.
  • Except when he saw you walking towards it while talking to… V? OH HELL NO!
  • “H-hey, MC! What… what are you doing?” “Oh, I was going to greet some guests, and V is making me company.” Yoosung glares at V, who keeps a flat expression, because, uhm… well, he can’t see Yoosung glaring at him.
  • You turn to walk away, followed by V.
  • “What do you think you’re doing?” he protests with V. “Uhm… walking?”
  • “Yeah, and you’re walking very smoothly by dragging MC to under the mistletoe!” “Mistletoe? Where?” V tilts his head, confused.
  • “Oh, I get it… I’m sorry, Yoosung, I didn’t know there was mistletoe. Why don’t make company to MC?” “I… yeah, I will!”
  • You look at both of them in confusion, but just go with Yoosung. “I don’t get it, what was that mistletoe thing about?” “N-nothing, I… I guess I just got jealous imagining you and V kissing” he chuckles nervously, but you seem to panic a little “Why were you imagining something like this?”
  •  “B-be because… you and him were going under the mistletoe, see?” he points to it, but… you still look confused “So… what does the mistletoe have to do with kissing V?”. “Wait, you really… you don’t know about the mistletoe tradition?” “I don’t, what is that about, Yoosung?” he blushes hard.
  • “W-well, it’s just a tradition of… ki-kissing the person who is with you under the mistletoe.” “Ohh… like this?” you come close and  press your lips against his. Yep, exactly like this.


  •  She’s supposed to meet you next to the door after you finish greeting the guests.
  • Oh, there you are! Next to the door, you and the mistletoe.
  •  “You couldn’t be more subtle, could you?” she teases you, you chuckle, but still with a confused expression in your face “What?”
  • “Come on, MC! Look where you’re standing!” you look around. “The… place where we were supposed to meet?”
  •  “Yes, and I must say you were very sneaky for wanting to meet me here, that was your plan all along.” “Uhm, yeah, I planned to meet you here.”
  • “Oh my God!” she chuckles softly “You’re so cute when you play innocent…”
  • “Am… am I? W-why? Why did I do?” “Meeting me under mistletoe, MC?” “What’s mistletoe?”
  • She laughs again, you don’t. Wait… you really…?
  •  “You don’t know what mistletoe is?” “No.” “So… you don’t know what people do when they stop under mistletoe?” “You’re supposed to do something?”
  • “Oh… yes, you’re supposed to do this.” She leans towards you and kisses you softly.


  • He is helping you greeting the guests.
  • Once you’re done, he sees the mistletoe hanging.
  • “You don’t have to do anything you don’t feel like doing.” He says flatly. “I…I know that.” “Good, I suppose it’s just a silly tradition, anyway.”
  • “Although… I wouldn’t mind following this tradition in particular if it is with you…” he looks at you, expecting you to get super flustered, it would be even more irresistible to kiss you if you’re blushing, but… you’re just frowning.
  •  “But if you don’t want to, I understand. Tsk… I wonder if Zen saw this, he’ll sure try to find an excuse to bring you here… remember you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, even if it’s for Holydays’ traditions.”
  • “Jumin, I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You admit in a serious tone.
  •  “Oh, haven’t you seen the mistletoe over there?” “Yes, what about it?” “Well, as far as I remember, there’s a popular tradition revolving people kissing when they found themselves under mistletoe…” he clears his throat.
  •  “Oh… I never heard about that.” “Then I suppose it isn’t that popular.” He shrugs.
  • “Anyway, let me know if you need help with something else.” He’s feeling rather embarrassed with this situation.
  • But you grab his arm. “Thanks for enlightening me.” You stand on your tip toes to kiss him.


  •  He puts a headband with mistletoe after most guests are gone.
  • Everybody has been avoiding him because of that, so he feels very happy when you smile and go to him.
  • “Hey! What do you think about my brand new accessory?”  “Well, it definitely matches your hair” you giggle.
  • He knew you would be the only one to get him, maybe… maybe he put this on expecting you to come to him.
  • But having you so close makes him forget the joke, wait… are you… are you really going to kiss him? Uh oh… maybe this was a terrible idea…“Anyway, you look cute! See ya!” WHAT? He follows you. “Wa-wait, MC! Aren’t you forgetting something?” “Am I?”
  • “Y-yeah, you know… I’m a walking mistletoe tonight, so… you know…” “I don’t.” “You… you don’t?” you shake your head negatively. Oh my God… how can you be so cute by being so clueless?
  • He explains the tradition, expecting you to laugh, but you don’t. You just narrow your eyes at him.
  • “Saeyoung… if you wanted to kiss me, you could have just asked me, you don’t need to come up with a crazy story about this little plant.” You say in a reprimanding, yet playful tone, which makes him really flustered. “I-I’m serious! I swear, MC!”
  •  But then it clicks in him. “Wait… do you mean it? You would kiss me if I asked you?” now it’s your turn to get flustered as you nod. He throws the headband away when you pull him for a kiss.


  • He imagined what your reaction would be if you realized you’re both standing under mistletoe
  • Well, it’s nothing like he imagined. You seem pretty oblivious.
  • One guest makes a suggestive comment “You two seem to be getting along pretty well, huh?” and you’re just “Yes, I think we have a great dynamic as RFA members.” He wonders if you’re trying to be professional or if you… really didn’t understand.
  •  “I think he thought we’re a couple” you whisper to him. Oh… so you did understand.
  • “Well, considering where we’re standing, I think it’s fair that he would understand this way.” He smiles politely.
  • “What do you mean?” huh? “Well, you know… since we’re both under the mistletoe.”
  •  You nod, but then you turn to him again. “I still don’t get what you mean.”
  • “We’re under mistletoe, so he though we’re going to kiss.” “Why would we do that?” you widen your eyes and gets really embarrassed. Oh… so you don’t know the tradition…
  • He explains it to you, getting really embarrassed himself and wondering if you’re feeling forced to kiss him now.
  • “But it’s just a silly tradition, anyway…” “Oh, so if it’s silly, you don’t mind if we skip it?” you ask teasingly “I… I didn’t say that either…” you smile as you lean to kiss him.


  • He was just next to the door because there’s more air circulation next to it, so he feels more comfortable there.
  • And you just happened to be passing by after greeting the guests and decided to check on him to see if he was enjoying the party.
  • You don’t know about mistletoe.
  • He doesn’t know about mistletoe.
  • So you guys were just talking, he even managed to chuckle softly, feeling much more comfortable now that you’re by his side.
  •  “Awwww, how cute, my little brother!” Saeyoung squeals when he sees both of you “You chose a very strategic place to stand, huh?”
  • “What are you talking about, you idiot?” “Oh, you don’t know… hmmm, so maybe it was MC’s idea? You go, girl!”
  • “Seriously, Saeyoung… what are you talking about?”you ask. Saeyoung looks at his brother, then at you, both of you have the exact same confused expression. OH MY GOD!
  •  He explains everything, amused by both of you getting super flustered, then he just walks away like nothing has happened.
  • “Whoa, I have no idea…” “M-me neither…so uhm… do you… do you want to or…?” he stutters the question. “Only if you want to…” “M-me? It’s up to you! Don’t feel forced to do something because of a plant and-“ you giggle as you kiss him.
Sticks and Stones (Archie Andrews x Reader)

“Can you do a Archie x reader where she’s dating him and she sees him get into a fight with Reggie at school and the teachers aren’t allowing kids to stop the fight so all the reader can do is watch? (Sorry if it’s confusing I’m crap)” –Anonymous

Imagine: You and Archie Andrews have always been the odd couple. You don’t normally let people’s words get to you, until Reggie takes things a little too far. Archie responds with violence, and you must face the fact that your relationship isn’t as perfect as things may seem.

When you started dating Archie Andrews, people were skeptical, to say the least.

You were always the quiet girl. With your nose buried in a book and little cares to give towards appearances, you would have won the Riverdale High #1 Loner Award, if not for a certain Jughead Jones. But Archie saw something beautiful in that, and you saw beauty in Archie too. Soft spoken conversations in the hallways and lounge turned to walks home and hand-holding, until he shyly asked you to go steady with him one day. You couldn’t have been happier.

The students of Riverdale were shocked. They’d always foreseen Archie ending up with the town sweetheart, Betty, or even the dark beauty, Veronica. But you? I mean… okay.

You never let the weird glances or whispered comments get to you. Being the loner you were, you were used to your share of bullying. The only person’s opinion you cared about was Archie’s. The students took great care in never showing their disapproval for you in front of the redhead. They knew Archie’s protective nature, and didn’t want to see the normally sweet and courageous boy’s dark side.

Reggie Mantle, angered over his loss of the quarterback title to his biggest rival, had no qualms over seeing what Archie could do.

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Exercise Your Rights

The room was filled with your moans and grunts. You were pretty sure the whole building heard you by now. It wasn’t your fault, you just couldn’t help it. Jay was working you from behind, pushing you gently to your limits.

“That’s it babe. You’ll stretch. Just breathe,” he encouraged into your ear. You could feel a tear building up in the corner of your eye.

“Jay…I don’t think.. I will..” you protested in between breaths. You couldn’t take it anymore and snapped your head back, hitting Jaebum’s nose.

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Hold My Hand

Summary: High school can be tough, but high school crushes? Even worse.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Rating: PG-13

“ What?” Peter asked under his breath, his brow furrowed with confusion and shock as he stared at your from across the lunch table. “ That’s right. Flash fucking Thompson has a crush on me. He won’t leave me alone, Pete!” You replied, taking a bite of your sandwich. Usually lunchtime was pretty relaxed, Peter was your best friend, after all. With conversations consisting of chemistry, homework and all things Star Wars, it was always a good time. That was, before you found out about your not-so-secret admirer.

 “ Please tell me you’re not into that jerk.” Peter’s plea snapped you out of your thoughts. You raised an eyebrow quizzically at him. “What’s it to you if I do, Parker?” A blush rose to his cheeks and he hastily shook his head. “ I-It’s just that I think you deserve someone better! I mean, Flash is kinda coincided and rude and he’s not that smart… the fact that he calls me ‘Penis Parker’ doesn’t help his case either.” He added, taking a swig from his water bottle. Chuckling, you replied, “ Listen, I don’t like him…” Relief visibly flooded over Peter, which made you smile. “…So I need your help.” He cocked his head to the side, perplexed.

 “ I need you to act like we’re a couple.” You whispered, leaning across the table. Peter’s eyes widened and his lips parted slightly as he mulled over your request. “ I promise it won’t be for too long, I just need Flash to lose interest and then we can drop the act. Are you okay with this, Pete?” You asked, searching his eyes for an answer. After a few tense moments of silence, he met your gaze and grinned. “ Hell yes I am!” He blurted out, practically bouncing in his seat. “ Oh man, we are gonna make Flash so jealous!” You giggled, giving Peter a playful punch on the shoulder. Hopefully this would play out as well.

 “ So what do we do now?” Peter whispered as you both shuffled down the crowded high school hallway. “ Uh…” You thought for a second, then looked up at him. “ Hold my hand.” He nodded and quickly laced his fingers with yours, and you desperately tried to hide the blush that was rising in your cheeks. This is just temporary, he’s not actually your boyfriend. You cursed yourself silently, trying feverishly to subdue the joy that bubbled up inside of you. But the feeling of his hand in yours felt so natural, so right that it was hard to ignore. 

Weeks passed, and the two of you were doing everything an actual couple would do; going on dates, posting about each other on social media nonstop, constantly texting, giving each other small gifts and being physically affectionate. Peter always planted a kiss on your forehead after class, and you repaid him with a warm embrace. However, the two of you never shared a kiss. You had both agreed that you were convincing enough without it, even though you secretly longed for that moment The two of you made a better fake couple than some of the people who were actually dating at your school. But then one Saturday, everything changed.

“ Peter…” You called to him quietly from your place on his couch. He quickly padded into the living room, plopping down next to you. “ What’s up, Y/N?” He asked, a playful grin spread on his lips. “ Look at this.” Turning your computer screen towards him hesitantly, you watched his expression change as he took in the picture of Flash and his new girlfriend. The color drained from his face and the smile fell from his lips. “ O-oh.” Peter breathed, gazing at you with unmistakable sadness. You felt tears begin to well up in your eyes. “ I guess… I guess we don’t have to ‘date’ anymore.” You murmured, taking your bottom lip between your teeth to keep it from quivering. Fighting the knot in your stomach, you watched him in dismay as he stared at the floor. “ I mean, w-we could just actually date.” Peter said softly, lifting his eyes to meet yours. Shock and happiness flooded over you, and hot tears began to stream down your cheeks. “ Really? You wanna go out with me?” You asked giddily, grabbing his hand and giving it a light squeeze. He beamed at you, all hints of glumness now void from his face. “ Yes! Are you kidding me? You’re my best friend and you’re so smart and beautiful and funny and I…” He stopped himself mid rant, cupping your cheek as he a planted a sweet kiss on your lips. You deepened the kiss, curling your hand in his hair. After the passionate exchange, Peter rested his forehead against yours. “ I-I love you, Y/N.” He whispered, and you smiled, closing your eyes. “ I love you too, Pete.” 

Later that evening, you sat in front of his TV, eating a slice of pizza while adorning one of his nerdy tee shirts while he rested his head in the crook of your neck. “ So…” He purred happily. “ Does this mean I get to take you to homecoming?” You chuckled at his inquiry. “ With moves like yours, Parker, how could I say no?” Laughter filled the room, and the world seemed to melt away as you watched the boy you loved overflow with happiness.