So, I’m not saying Lucien is trans. But Lucien is trans.

Lucien was 6 when he told Ernest he’s a boy. He was scared to tell him. Very scared even. He didn’t want their relationship to change.

“So, you aren’t a girl anymore?” Ernest asked and Lucien felt nervous, he fidgetted, not sure how to explain the situation to the other boy. “Well…I wasn’t a girl to begin with, I think. I just….didn’t realized it.” He wondered if what he said even made sense.

“Oh.” Was the only response he got before Ernest made himself comfortable under his blanket. “Oh? What’s that suppose to mean?” Lucien felt his tummy twist, Ernest was his best friend, he really didn’t want them to stop being friends. “Well, it’s good to know I guess? It’s not like it changes stuff, right?” The other boy looked confused, as if Lucien being worried was ridiculous.

“I don’t know?” He admitted. “A lot of people didn’t like my dad anymore after he realized he’s a man.” Ernest made a face, “That’s stupid. Why would they stop being friends with him? Your dad’s like the nicest person.”

“I don’t know.” Lucien felt lost, there were so many people angry with them when his dad realized it, even within their family. The only one not mad at them was Nana, his dad’s grandmother, who died two years ago. She always talked about hexing people who would hurt his dad and even showed him how to do it. Lucien missed her.

“So you still want to be my friend?”

“Well duh. If I wasn’t your friend anymore I couldn’t sleep in your super comfy bed anymore. Honestly though, my home is a dump dude, I need you.” Lucien snorts and Ernest gave him that huge grin he always had when he makes him laugh. Lucien covered himself with his blanket, following his friend’s example.

“Ernest.” He said as the other boy was drifting into dream land, causing said to blink at him owlishly, “Let’s stay together, forever.” Ernest smiled at him again. A smile that made butterflies flutter in his stomach. Lucien hoped non of this will ever change.
“So he freaked out because you told him you are trans?” Ernest asked, his head was lying on Lucien’s lab as if it was his own personal pillow. “Yeah, can you imagine? He hasn’t been around for over 12 years and he has the nerve to make a scene and to calim dad ‘infected’ me.” Lucien seriously was pissed. “What a dick. I’m glad I stuffed that potato into his car pipe.”

Lucien smiled, thinking back to the total mess that stunt caused. He was met with a familiar looking grin. Lucien stared for a moment, it’s been a while since he last saw that grin. It’s weird, now that he thinks about it, how long they have been friends now. Lucien didn’t really talk with any of his old elementary school friends anymore. Most of them started to abandon him after time, not all of them because of the fact that he is trans, but quiet a few had a reason related to it.

Ernest however, as he realized now, always stuck around.

“Like what you see?” His friend said suggestifly while wiggeling his eyebrows in a joking manner. Lucien felt his cheeks warming up, embarrassed about being caught staring like that. He shoves Ernest off of his lab, causing said to fall off of the couche. Ernest made a pained sound as his head meet the carpeted floor, “What was that for?” He asked, glaring up at Lucien. “You were being stupid.”

“Well gee. And here I thought we were having a moment.” The other teen pouted, Lucien felt another smile tugging on his lips. He looked at Ernest, actually looked at him, something he hasn’t done in years. Ernest, he realized, had changed a lot but somehow still stayed the same. He was still wearing a lot of orange, it was his favorite color since Lucien made him a orange hat when they were 8 and 9 respectively, but the things he wore are different now.

Instead of big sweaters and overroles there were hoodies and sweatshirts. He still always had something on his head, no matter the weather, but it was more out of fashion reasons or because he didn’t bother to brush his hair that day rather then it giving security like it used to when he was little.

His face was still round, he never really got ride of the baby fat, but now there was acne and little hairs above his upper lip. Puberty was a bitch, to both of them really. Lucien doesn’t think it really makes him look bad if he was honest. Ernest was still smaller then him and honestly, Lucien was pretty sure he would always be, but Ernest was stronger then him now. Lucien remembered when he used to protect him from their bullies, now Ernest is known to throw the hardest punches at school. Lucien was half sure the other boy could carry him.

His personality probably changed the most. He was bolder. More aggressive. Ernest was always a troubled kid but the last few years were pretty rough for him, having to accept that his parents wouldn’t try to make it work again, puberty really didn’t help the matter. However. He still was Ernest. He still would eat those disgusting pizza roles. He still would cry over cheesy romcoms, he still would pet every dog they come across only to immediately take off his shirt to shake the hair off.

Ernest was different and yet he was still Ernest.

“Hey dude, are you okay?” Ernest asked, probably noticing Lucien’s stare. Lucien thought, was he okay? Today should be one of the most shittiest days ever. His dad’s ex-boyfriend showed up, his biological father, he called him slurs and was just as shitty as his vague memories of him let on. But yet. He didn’t feel bad at all.

Not while Ernest is around.

When Lucien was 6 he hoped his relationship with Ernest would never change. Now he wasn’t so sure anymore as the familiar butterflies he was so used to feel suddenly became stronger.

“It’s nothing. Just….I’m happy you are with me today.”

Ernest gave him another smile. Lucien was done for. That much was clear to him.

Heavenly Hell

Finn Balor x Reader

Requested by @helhathnofury-deactivated201704

Tags: @nickysmum1909

Prompt: Finn on a beach, pondering on our girl as she swam. His thoughts alternate between her physical qualities and her demeanor – pretty much her whole person, and how he felt about her lately. And when she withdraws from the water, the sight of her emerging from te sea, Finn realizes he has fallen deep for her

Originally posted by sethslayer

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“You´re a loser just like us”

Originally posted by adoorless

Bill Denbrough x Reader

Warnings: Mentions abuse (think that´s it)

(y/n) sighed as she looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, she traced her hand over the new cigarrette burns that her mother had given her merley minutes ago, after (y/n)´s father died for `unkown reasons´ something in her brain switched and she became the abuse mother she was today, she abused (y/n) physically and mentally, she felt like her mother´s words were deeply engraved in her skin for everyone to see, she had no friends to talk to and her grandparents lived miles away so there was no idea of running away and living the rest of her life with them. (y/n) dried the tears off of her rosy cheeks, she was used to the physical pain it was the fact that she wasn´t loved or wanted that made her want to let death come to her doorstep and take her to a better place, but she wasn´t ready, not yet.

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Marty Scurll x Reader

Requested by  anon

#16: Stop! Mercy, I surrender!

Originally posted by wrestlingnoob

“For gods sake stop singing!” you giggled. Marty was giving his best interpreation of Stand by me.

“Only if you join in!” he laughed in between the singing. You shook your head sternly, “oh come on Y/N. Let me here your angel voice.” he wiggled with his eyebrows.

“No chance Cowboy.” you shook your head and focused back on the book you were reading. As much as you loved Marty you couldn’t bare his singing… at least not while you were trying to read.

“Hey you Party pooper, try and have fun for once!” he teased you, tossing your book on the other side of the couch. You huffed and crossed your arms infront of your chest, looking up at him slightly annoyed. If Marty had set himself a goal he wouldn’t let go of it till he got what he wanted.

“Oh darling, darling!” Marty screeched,“won’t you dance with me?” he improvised making you chuckle and shaking your head emberassed. Marty ingnored your dissaproving and tugged you from the couch. You stood firmly planted in the middle of the room, Marty wiggeling around and sometimes even against you. You couldn’t help yourself but laugh.

Stop! Mercy, I surrender!” you giggled after a while. The song had changed to faster one. Marty was breathless from wiggling various body parts uncontrollably but smiled at you.

“Could I persuade you in the end?” he chuckled and put his arms around your waist, bringing you close to him.

“Not really… I’m just afraid I will die of cringing eventually.” you teased him.

“Then let me hear your beautiful voice now!” he fake pouted.


‘‘Oh…My…God!’‘ Wade exclaimed as he saw all of the ten puppies look up at him, their tails wiggeling and their ears up right.

‘‘They are adorable! Can we take all of them?’‘

You sighted, knowing there was no way out of this from the moment Wade had spotted the puppies. You had intended on taking only one, but oh well…

‘‘The more the merrier, I guess?’‘ You grinned as your heart fluttered up at the puppies little barks. Wade in the meantime threw his hands in the air with a shout of joy.

‘‘Hell yeah!’‘

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When I’m Gone part 2

A/N: Hey there! and it’s here, part 2 of when I’m gone! Thank you so much for reading this story! hope y’all like it :D read part 1 here

Summary: Y/N gets into an accident and her soul gets stuck in Newt’s body.

Character pairing: Newt x Reader

Warnings: None

I didn’t know what to do, but I was glad Newt finally left the medjack hut. It was a little unsettling staring at my unconscious body. From their conversation I realized I had been unconscious for an entire night, and that means Newt had his injury untreated for an entire night. I kind of understood why he was so worried. I didn’t think I was dead…yet, but I had no clue on how to return to my body either. There wasn’t much I could do anyway, no one could see me or hear me.Not even Newt. Newt went to see Alby who was overlooking the builders work. We found Alby talking to Gally about some issues with the supplies. When Alby saw Newt they stopped talking “How is she Newt?” Newt shook his head “Still unconscious.” Gally snorted “Well at least now she won’t cause any trouble” “Shut your filthy mouth Gally! It’s all your shucking fault Y/N is lying half dead in the medjack hut. This wouldn’t have happened if you just minded your own shucking business !” Newt snapped. Gally was taken aback but Alby stepped in “That’s enough Newt, we’re all stressed. We lost enough today.” Gally walked away looking sour faced. 

 “He’s just upset about losing Ben” said our leader. Newt shook his head, “I should be upset about that, but all I feel is anger, and that scene of her on top of y/n attacking her keeps flashing before my eyes” “Newt”” No you don’t get it Alby! I almost lost her! I might have just lost her already! and the last conversation we had was an argument. She would’ve died hating me! How am I going to live with that fact!” I suddenly felt really sad, I wasn’t close to Ben, but the fact that he was probably banished was depressing, and hearing Newt grieve over me broke my heart. I started wondering if everything I thought up till now about him not caring about me was not true.

 Newt went back to working in the gardens but he kept to himself. He shouted at the few gladers who tried to approach him, and he even through a Tomato at one who I realized had once tripped me when I was carrying my food on purpose. His mind was in pain, I could feel it, but I couldn’t do anything to help. “ Put in a little more force and you’ll probably snap those vines.” said Zart as he walked up to Newt. “I’m sorry man” he sighed. “You’re worried about her, I know” Newt nodded “Why don’t you take a break and go clear your head?” Newt shook his head “Nah mate, I need to be kept occupied, otherwise I keep remembering her face, her hurt expression when she ran away, her look of absolute fear when Ben attacked her, and shuck, bloody hell Zart why did this happen?” Zart smiled sadly “ Maybe you should have been more honest with her Newt” Honest? I wondered what Zart meant by that. Newt clenched his jaw “ I gotta go.” “What are you going to do?” asked Zart. “Things I should’ve done a long time ago”. “Oh Newt, what are you up to now” I mumbled despite knowing he wouldn’t be able to hear me. 

 I was surprised to see him enter the builder’s area again. He walked up to Gally. “Gally, can I have a word?” Gally grunted in response but still stopped what ever he was doing and came up to Newt. “What?” “When y/n wakes up, I want you to stay ten feet away from her, you got that?”Newt said in an icy cold manner “ Unless its a direct order from Alby I do not want to see you going anywhere near her. Even if you are injured and dying, you will not have her tending to you, and if Clint and Jeff are busy too then get someone else, I don’t care if you die from a buggin infection, but you Stay.Away.From Her. got that? if you don’t I will make your life hell so much so that you’ll prefer runnin into the maze than staying here.” Gally stood there stunned and speechless. He just nodded and Newt walked away. If I was in my body I’m pretty sure my cheeks would have been burning red for what Newt had just done for me.

 After that he went to every glader who had harassed or pulled mean pranks on me and threatened everyone of them. The gladers were left shocked and speechless, they had never seen this cold and scary side of Newt before, neither had I, and to tell the truth I found it quite sexy. The last person he went to was Alby, and this shocked me the most. “We need to talk” he said as he entered the hut “About?” replied Alby “It’s about y/n, you need to stop being harsh on her, just because she’s the only girl in the glade Alby” Alby shrugged “I’m not being hard n her Newt, I’m being fair! Do you think it’s right for me to be partial towards her just because she’s a girl? what will the other boys think!” Newt banged his fist on the table “I’ll tell you what they think now Alby, they think that they can do what ever they want when it comes to her and get away with it! and you know what? That’s what’s been happening the past two weeks! That argument with Gally wasn’t even her fault! She was protecting Chuck! Something you and I should be doing!” Alby kept silent and stared at Newt “Fine” he sighed “I will try to be less harsh on her from now on.” “Oh you will be mate” said Newt “Because I won’t let you hurt her.” and with that he walked out of the hut..My mind was swirling with emotions. I couldn’t believe Newt cared so much about me, or was this regret? and guilt? I wasn’t sure but I still felt pretty overwhelmed.

 A little later Newt met Minho and Thomas. “She hasn’t woken up yet huh?” said Thomas and Newt’s head drooped. “Come on Sleeping Beauty it’s time to wake up” said Minho, I mentally smiled, It was nice to see someone thought I was beautiful, I wondered if Newt thought so as well. “You know Newt, you should just tell her everything” said Thomas “Well I cant bloody well do that now Tommy, can I? She’s not even awake! I don’t know when she’ll wake up!” What were they talking about? even Zart had said something similar. “Yea but, just I don’t know try telling her, maybe she’ll wake up, who knows maybe she’s just waiting for an apology” Good job Thomas, I thought, an apology would be nice, although I don’t know if I’ll wake up with just that.

  The three of them spoke for a while and then Newt headed off to the showers. Wait, the showers, was Newt planning on taking a shower? This could not be happening, I could feel my innocent mind being slowly corrupted. It wasn’t that I thought Newt would be displeasing to the eye, heck I’d be lying if I hadn’t sometimes imagined how he’d look if he chucked the tank top, but naked? no no I wasn’t ready for that, I’d feel like some pervert! a peeping Tom! Newt walked into one of the showers and removed his hoodie, he then threw his tank top into a corner. I tried not to look at first, but when I did damn, boy was I glad I decided to take a look. He had a fine toned chest, lean yet muscular just like his arms.” I could look at that all the day” I said to myself. He then proceeded to remove his pants and then I started freaking out. “No,no,no STOP NEWT! I CAN SEE EVERYTHING! please stop otherwise If I wake up, I’ll never be able to look at you with a straight face again!” I don’t know if he heard me but he stopped. He hit his head on the wall and switched on the shower, and slowly sunk to the ground as the water fell on his naked torso.”Newt” I said hoping somehow he would hear me, but he didn’t “I’m so sorry y/n” he mumbled as he kept his eyes shut and let the water soak him.

 A few minutes later he walked out, his pants partially drenched. Newt made his way towards the medjack hut again. “I wonder what he wants” I said to nobody in particular. he came and sat beside my body. “y/n” he said as he brushed my bangs to the side of my face “Wake up love, please wake up” he placed his palm over mine “ I promise everything will be better when you wake up y/n, I won’t let anyone do you wrong. I’ll make sure everyone’s nice to you. You won’t have to suffer anymore, you can go back to being that fun loving cheery girl I know you are deep within.” if I had been in my body I was sure I would have shed a tear by now “And I’m sorry for ignoring you the past few weeks, I’m really bloody sorry. I was a slinthead. I won’t do it again. You see the truth is, the truth is I’m in love with you” I could feel my imaginary heart beating radically now, did Newt just say he loved me!? this made no sense! “I only ignored yo because, because I was afraid to love you, afraid that it wouldn’t work out, that I might get my heart broken,or things would end badly. You’re the only beautiful thing in this hellhole, and losing you would just make this place unbearable again. So please, even though you probably hate me now, please please wake up. I know I’m being selfish, but do it for me. Do it for this shank who forgets how to smile when you’re not around.” Newt stared at my body, but I made no signs of movement. I really wanted to hug him right then and was praying to any God I could remember to send me back to my body now. Newt gazed at my face lovingly and stroked my cheek gently, and before I knew it he was bending down towards my face. I internally squealed watching the scene unfold before me till Newt finally closed his eyes and placed a warm gentle kiss on my lips. 

 I felt something soft and moist on my lips and instinctively I kissed back. “Y/n?!” I heard Newt say in a shaking voice and I opened my eyes. I saw him staring at me in disbelief. “Newt?” I stammered, His eyes widened and a look of relief washed over him  “y/n! you’re awake!”  I looked down at my palms, I stretched my fingers and then wiggeled my toes, I was back in my body again! “I’m back! “ I squealed. I grabbed Newt’s collar and pulled him into another kiss. This kiss lasted longer, his hands gently cupped my face while mine went to the back of his head to play with his hair.It was as soft as I imagined it to be. We pulled apart but pressed our foreheads together “I’m not sure what just happened y/n” said Newt “But I’m bloody hell sure that I love you y/n and I’m sorry for whatever happened” I giggled and replied “It’s fine Newt, and I’m quite confused myself, but I know that I love you too.”


‘‘Dean! Are you almost ready? We have to go!’‘

Your voice echoed through the hallway of the bunker, all the way to Dean’s room, where the oldest Winchester was still taking his time to get ready. You and Charlie on the other hand, were already completely dressed and ready to go in your medieval outfits. The three of you were going to a cosplay event in the neighbourhood for which Charlie had invited you to come. Much to your surprise, Dean had been enthusiastic to come along, unless his younger brother who had politely declined the offer.

‘‘I am coming! Jeez, give a man some time to get ready!’‘

From the corner of your eye you could see Charlie rolling her eyes at his comment, after which she planted her hand in her side and tapped impatiently with her food on the ground.

‘‘Dude, you have been getting ready for almost three hours straight! Hurry up, beautyqueen!’‘

You could hear Dean grumble as a response, before the door of his room finally opened to reveal the hunter, who was dressed in a medieval tunic, complete with sword and shield. As his eyes met the two of you, he raised his arms in a questioning way.

‘‘And?’‘ Dean asked, wiggeling his eyebrows at the two of you. ‘‘How do I look?’‘

‘‘Perfect,’‘ You smiled at him, slightly giggeling at his enthusiasm. When he heard your response, Dean’s eyes shot up to yours and for a moment he looked baffled as he took in your apparence for the first time. You saw him swallow for a moment before he opened his mouth to reply, his voice sounding amazed.

‘‘You…You don’t look so bad yourself, princess,’‘ He winked, and you felt your cheeks heet up in a response. From next to you, Charlie shook her head as she clapped in her hands before turning around and walking towards the door:

‘‘Alright, flirting is over, bitches. Time to go, follow the queen!’‘

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‘‘Happy birthday!’‘

Dean’s eyes shot up in surprise when he heard your voice coming from in front of him. The first thing he saw was a huge pie which was held directly in front of him, covered in lighted candles and glaze, which caused a surprise expression to settle down on his handsome face. As his eyes traveled up even further, he saw the two hands which were holding the plate. Two hands which, obviously, belonged to you.

With a big smile you watched Dean’s confused and surprised expression as he looked at you, speechless. With a playful smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth you rolled your eyes at him, as you spoke:

‘‘Hello, birthdayboy! Listen, this pie is getting a bit heavy, so if you could…’‘

Dean seemed to snap out of his trance when progressed what you’d just said, as he quickly stood up and carefully took over the pie from you, as a grateful smile appeared on his face. As soon as he’d set the pie down on the table, he looked at you again with his green eyes, shaking his head before asking in his gruff voice:

‘‘(Y/n), what is this for?’‘

You chuckled at his confusion once again, before throwing your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug.

‘‘It’s for your birthday, smartass,’‘ You told him, smiling slightly as you felt his strong arms wrap themselves around you. Deans eyes widened in surprise before he pressed a kiss on your forehead, his eyes softening with love.

‘‘You remembered?’‘

‘‘Of course I remembered! Well…actually Sam told me and I had to run to the shops at the last moment, but I will count that as remembering.You are my boyfriend after all.’‘

You smiled up at him as he slowly pulled back, your heart warming up at his expression. Dean wasn’t a softy, he was hardened by the horrors he had faced in his hunter life and you knew this, but the way he looked at you now made your heart melt. How someone who had faced so much death and loss still could manage to look so loving and caring, you would never know.

‘‘Thank you,’‘ Dean said, his voice suddenly more quiet as he ran his hand over his face. ‘‘This is more than I could ask for, really.’‘

You frowned at his words, knowing how he’d grown up. Birthdays probably weren’t really up high on the Winchester’s priority list when they were younger, but stil…

However, you managed to smile brightly at the oldest Winchester, before wiggeling your eyebrows and pointing over to the pie, breaking the silence as you did:

‘‘How about we ate some of that pie?’‘

Dean gave you one of his trademark grins, as he pulled you in for a hug once again.

‘‘This is why I love you, (Y/n) (L/n).’‘

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