you were such perfect babies

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“You would not dare”

CLEXAWEEK, DAY ONE

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

Spies AU

“What the HELL were YOU thinking?” Clarke’s voice echoed through the room as Lexa attentions were still fully concentrated on locking the door “What were you even…” the blonde continued, but this time the commander stared at her for some eternal seconds before answering. Her eyes were as cold as her voice, as harsh as her tone “I saved you, Clarke. You and your people. I don’t really see how you can complain, after…” and in that moment Clarke’s words cut off hers, possibly in the roughest way “You…” she started taking a step closer “Raven almost died! And Octavia… she could have ended up with…” she continued moving her body imperceptibly towards the other woman.

Lexa raised her eyebrows, and Clarke felt almost frightened from her icy gaze. Almost. After that, the Commander’s soft voice reached her ears “Success stands on the back of sacrifice, Clarke.” and after a moment of hesitation her tone became stronger and angrier, and, Clarke had to admit to herself, sexier. Her green eyes stared at her and Clarke felt so small, so powerless. It was the Commander of the Canadian Private Service she was speaking to, it was one of the most powerful people she had ever met, not just a random girl and it was difficult not to feel inferior in her presence.

She was so strong. And fearless. And brave. And beautiful, so beautiful that Clarke almost got distracted and almost didn’t catch her following words. Almost. “Even YOU should know that by NOW, Clarke.”

After that, Clarke almost felt the urge to laugh hysterically, energetically, but she fought that, and with her most serious tone she hissed “I DO know, Commander. But what you’ve done today…”
“What your fellow companions were willing to do, willing to risk…” the brunette continued for her, never avoiding the blondie’s raged eyes.

“Don’t go there” Clarke warned her, but Lexa needed far more than that to be intimidated “I know that those kinds of choices haunt you, Clarke. But you need to learn how…”
“I don’t want to learn how to live with that, Lexa!” she cried, calling the other with her name for the first time in a long, very long, time. In that moment Lexa made a smiled that was half exasperated, half amused and her voice reflected that “You’re not above it all, Clarke!” she exclaimed “You are just like us, stop pretending otherwise” she continued irritated, and the blonde looked at her with a gaze that almost showed… disgust.

After that, Clarke stayed silent for a couple of seconds, allowing her anger to full her before continuing “We are not like you. WE don’t work like that, we… we have a moral! We perform our duties, we serve our country WITHOUT causing irremediable damage, WITHOUT…”
“Really Clarke?” Lexa whispered almost offended “Really?” she repeated with a smirk.
“Really” Clarke confirmed “I genuinely don’t understand how you can justify it, in your heart, in your… soul! These… terrible… shortcuts! You’re a curse, you’re… an abomination!” and after that, she looked away, in a motion of angry discontent but Lexa rolled her eyes exasperated before forcing the other one to look at her, then she grumbled “You know what, Clarke? Our job requires our hands to be drenched in blood” and saying that she took a step closer, forcing Clarke to take a step back and after that, she continued “And you know it, you’ve always known it. You…” she stopped for a moment, mad at the hypocrites the blondie was showing, then she went on “You, who have led so many to their destruction know it, you… the one that killed her own boyfriend with bare hands, you…” and in that instant, Clarke’s arms reached Lexa’s shoulders in a desperate movement. Not that Clarke accepted that “Don’t you dare! I warn you!” she cried “Don’t you…”
And Lexa’s hands responded that frontal attack reaching Clarke’s neck, pulling it closer “You killed him” she started “You killed him, without hesitation because you knew that what we do is far more important than a couple of human lives, you did that even if it was an impossible choice for anyone, and you did that because you knew that it was the right call.”
“Don’t you dare!” Clarke responded trying to free herself from that twisted embrace “Don’t…” she continued but the only result was that Lexa tightened her grab “You are no better than me, Clarke” she said seriously, but after a moment her tone became more kind “This is what we both are, my love” she whispered with a small smile.
Then she continued, “You can’t run away from who you are. From what we both are”.
In that moment Lexa suddenly felt Clarke’s body shaking under her pressure, but still didn’t let her go, no matter how many tears Clarke was starting to spill in that moment.

“I was 18” Clarke began “I was 18, and he was my first love!” she cried desperately “And what I did to him it almost destroyed me! It surely changed me and completely broke me. I was 18! And I loved him!”

Lexa nodded and tried to reassure her, or at least this was what she was trying to do “I know, Clarke. I was there, and I respected and supported your choice.”
“You did more than that” Clarke replied, with a calmer tone this time, “You encouraged that choice… And you helped me… And I hated you for that…”
“And I let you,” Lexa whispered doing something that Clarke had never expected her to do. She hugged her, trying to calm her down “It was the only reasonable choice, Clarke” she whispered again “It was needed, Clarke, and you know it, as it could have been needed today, as it could be needed in the future”
“Shut up… Just shut up…” Clarke repeated “Just…”
“Clarke…” Lexa called her again, kissing her forehead in an infinite moment of peace and sweetness “You did the right call back then. You did what I would have done and what I pray I will never have to do.”
Lexa separated from her and moved her head near Clarke’s, staring at her, her beautiful, deep, green eyes. Clarke tried to control herself, but then those words escaped her mouth regardless.
“I hate you, I detest you.”
“No you don’t, you never have and you never will.” Lexa said shaking her head in a sweet movement, and after that, she kept staring at Clarke’s mouth without saying a further word, and the blonde noticed that and reacted accordingly “You would not dare” she warned her, and this caused the brunette to smirk evidently “You’re right, Clarke. I wouldn’t. And I won’t” and then she paused for a moment before continuing “I won’t because you will.”

Clarke rolled her eyes before saying “You’re such an arrogant, superb, petulant, irritating… pain in the ass.”
“I love you, t…” Lexa started, but Clarke cut her off by kissing her roughly “Shut up Commander” she said pushing the other to the wall and reaching under her shirt impatiently “Just shut up.”

Forever and Always- Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 3600

Warnings- some cheesy ass fluff, smut, slight daddy kink, swearing, unprotected sex ( wrap it in foil before you check her oil kids) idk what else

AN: SURPRISE!!!!!! With all these new pics and gifs of Dylan at tonights met game I had gained so much inspo! This wasnt really a request but @skepticalstilinski said someone should write about dyl and his jersey so i jumped at the chance! I wrote this in two hours and no its no proofread so sorry for any mistakes. (I just read this myself and I realized I switch between 1st and 2nd POV sooo much. Bare with me and I will try to edit it tmr). 


You and Dylan had been together for 4 years now and you could honestly say that you were head over heels in love with that man. You’ve lived together in a small 2 bedroom, 2 bath house for 2 years now. It was perfect for just the two of you.

Dylan was the type of person who was so chill and laid back. Yes he was famous, but he didn’t let that change who he was, and I loved him more because of it. In my eyes Dylan was just a normal guy. We met in a bar on my 21st birthday. The mets were playing on the tv’s and it was surprisingly quite dead. I was at the bar ordering shots when the Mets had scored a homerun and out of the corner of my eye the brown eyes beauty jumped to his feet, pumping his fist in the air, and hollering at the tv.

“Two shots please!” I yelled out to the man behind the bar. My best friend had ran off to the bathroom and I was now standing alone at the the counter ordering us shots for when she returned. It was pretty dead in here for a Friday night, but then again this place was on the outskirts of town where no one really went.

“Woooo baby!” I heard from across the bar. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw a man with his back to me. He has black jeans on, a white mets jersey, and a black hat with the mets logo on it placed backwards on his head. I turned my body to take in his appearance more. He hadn’t turned around yet so I wasn’t able to see his face, but from what I could see from the back of him he was hot. I giggled at the little scene he just made, a smile adorning my lips. It wasn’t meant to be loud It he definitely heard it.

He turned around looking for the culprit of the noise and that’s when your eyes met his. You were right, he was just as hot as the back of him. You eyes roamed his face, landing on the stubble spread sporadically across his chin. It wasn’t a lot but definitely enough to leave a burning sensation between your thighs.

“Hi” he spoke softly. You hadn’t realised he had moved closer to you and your cheeks turned red as you realised you were staring.

“Hi” you muttered. It came out quieter than you had intended but he still heard it.

“So what are you doing here all alone on your birthday?” He questioned, pointing to the golden sash placed around your upper half.

“Oh I’m not alone, my friend just went to the bathroom” Just as the words left my mouth You caught my best friend out of the corner of my eye on the dance floor with some guy she just met. “On second thought, she’s right there” You added with a chuckle and a slight grin.

“Well if you don’t mind I could keep you company?” He stated, sounding more like a question.

“I don’t mind at all” You responded. “So what’s a guy like you doing here all by himself?” His eyes were boring into yours with such intensity. His eyes were the color of honey and they were absolutely mesmerizing. His tongue poked out and wet his lips, the thought of his tongue making you shake coming back to the forefront of your mind.

“I wanted a drink but didn’t have any at home and also wanted to watch the game so I thought this was the perfect place,” he gave you a soft smile.

“I see, I’m guessing you also didn’t want somewhere crowded in case someone recognized you?” He smile faded and his eyebrows furrowed. “You know who I am?” He quizzically asked you.

“Of course I do, but I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable”

“I appreciate that” he softly spoke, a breath being released brim his chest.

He turned away from you for a slight second to look at the screen. An even bigger smile spread across his cheeks as his eyes landed on the score.

“How long have you been a fan?” I asked the very attractive man in front of me. He turned back to me with a smirk.

“Forever and always” he simply replied. “Are you a Mets gal?”

“Forever and always”

Over the four years that you had been together, you watched every single Mets game. It didn’t matter whether it was in a restaurant, at your house, or in a Stadium. You never missed a game, and every single time Dylan was clad in his White Mets jersey and his black Mets hat. This quickly became your favorite sight. Not only did you find it incredibly attractive seeing him so passionate about something, he looked good while doing it. His jersey clung to his back as he was hunched over with his elbows on his knees, outlining every one of his back muscles. His hat perched on top of his luscious locks that you so desperately wanted to run your fingers through while he pounded you into oblivion. You crossed your legs and rubbed them slightly together trying to create some kind of friction as the heat began spreading throughout your body at the dirty thoughts running through your mind.

“You alright baby?” He questioned, his eyes still glued on the tv.

“Ya I’m fine baby” you said through gritted teeth.

“No you’re not. You’re flushed, and your legs are clenched together. It’s the jersey again isn’t it?” ‘God how did he know me so well’ you thought to yourself.

“Fuck. Of course it is Dylan. You know what that damn thing does to me”


It was a Tuesday night, but it wasn’t any normal night. Tonight was yours and Dylan’s five year anniversary. He had the week off and so far you’ve spent it cuddled up on the couch binge watching your favorite movies together. However, tonight Dylan was taking you out to a nice restaurant to celebrate your years together.

Your were in the bathroom getting dressed when Dylan came in and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“How’s my favorite girl?” He whispered into your ear and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

“She’s good, how’s my handsome man?” You said while turning around in his arms so you were facing one another. Your hands moved to his cheeks and pulled him into a soft, sweet, and passionate kiss. It didn’t last long but it was still perfect. You pulled away and just stared into one another’s eyes for a few seconds. It amazed you that eve after so long, his eyes still made you feel like they did they very first time you looked into them.

“You ready to go?” He broke the silence and you nodded your head. He grabbed your hand and you walked out of the house and to his car. He opened the door for you before jogging around to his side and joining you in the Bentley.

The ride to the restaurant was filled with the sound of you two singing along to the radio. His fingers never left yours the whole way there. When you pulled up to the restaurant Dylan got out of the car to open up the door for you like the gentleman he was. His hand reached out for yours as he helped you out of your seat. Standing up, you smoothed out the end of your skin tight navy blue dress. You may or may not have worn this particular dress because it was his favorite color.

“You look so perfect baby” he said to you as you were waiting for the hostess to bring you to your table. A couple minutes had passed before you were both seated at a table for two in one of the more secluded back rooms.

You looked at the man across from you, your hands linked together across the table. Neither of you said anything but you knew exactly what the other was thinking. God I’m so in love with you. Your moment was ruined when the waiter came out and asked what you wanted to drink. You ordered a white moscato and Dylan ordered a blue moon. When the waiter left you went straight back to your bubble that only had enough room for the two of you. It sounded cheesy and it was, but you were so in love with this man sat in front of you.

The next hour went by quickly. After pulling away from each other you looked over the menus trying to decide what to order, you decided to order a couple of appetizers instead of full meals because everyone knew you two loved to have variety when it came to your food. While you waited for you me food you reminisced on some memories the two f you have shared over the course of five years. Thinking back, it felt like just yesterday you had met him that night at the bar. You two held small conversation filled with giggles as you ate your dinner and sipped on your drinks. The waiter had come back out and asked if you would like any dessert, you agreed and both decided to split a mini lava cake.

When the waiter came back out, he came out with a mini lava cake that had a number 5 drawn across the top in chocolate frosting. There was something else too. Underneath the plate was a rectangular box wrapped in brown paper and topped with a red bow. You looked to Dylan with furrowed eyebrows.

“I know we said no gifts but I had to get you this one” he spoke. “Go ahead and open it” he added. The waiter was still standing there which was pretty confusing to you. You pushed it to the back on your mind and focused on the gift. Your fingers worked quickly to tear back the paper and and your eyes were met with a white box. You lifted the top off of the box and saw what looked like a white button up folded neatly into the cardboard. Before you had time to reach for it. Dylan had grabbed something shiny from the center of the fabric and moved in front of you so he was down on one knee. You immediately gasped as the gears started turning in your mind. Your hands flew to cover your mouth and gears began to well in your eyes.

“Y/n 5 years ago all I wanted to do was get a drink and watch my favorite team. That same night you waltzed into a bar on your 21st birthday, little did we know that night would change the rest of our lives. 5 years, 5 beautiful years with the love of my life. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to spend my time with. You aren’t quite like anybody else I’ve ever met. Just your presence is enough to brighten my mood. You’re my best friend and I wouldn’t want it any other way.” He took my hand in his as he spoke up once more. “Y/N  Y/L/N, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and making me the happiest man alive?” Tears had escaped your eyes and were freely running down your cheeks as you listened to his words. Before you had anymore time to think you quickly nodded your head and muttered a quick yes. He slipped the beautiful silver and diamond embedded ring on your finger and pulled you into a passionate kiss. Your mind was moving a million miles a minute as you tried to grasp what was happening. Dylan Obrien just proposed to you.

Your mind slipped back to what was still in the box. The white button up still folded neatly. You looked at Dylan and back to the fabric a few times before he told you to take it out. Once you unfolded the material you recognized it immediately.

“Dylan, this is your Mets Jersey” I said dumbfoundedly. I looked to him as if asking for an explanation and he was already one step ahead of me.

“I know, but I also know how much you love it and I think we can both agree that it looks much better in you.” You we’re smiling ear to ear as he spoke. “Turn it over” he instructed. You did as he said and turned over the white material in your hands. It was a coincidence that Dylan’s jersey hand already had the number 5 in bold blue thread, however, something was there that wasn’t before. The words ‘FOREVER AND ALWAYS’ had been added above the number 5. When you realised what the simple phrase really meant, you were a mess of tears and smeared mascara. Dylan took it from your hands and unbuttoned it, placing it on your shoulders. “I know it’s not much baby, but I wanted you to have it” His forehead rested against yours as he wiped the tears away with his thumbs.

“Are you kidding me? This means the world to me Dyl” once again you had pulled each other in for a kiss except this one was much more heated.


Your back slammed against the door as soon as it was shut. Dylan’s hands gripped hard against your hips.

The whole car ride Hope was filled with teases. His hand on your thigh slow inching up, you’d on his doing the same. As soon as he got the chance to kiss you, he took it.  Now here you were pressed up against the front door to your house.

His tongue entered your mouth without warning and quickly began massaging yours with his own. Your hands tangled behind his head gripping into his hair as his lips moved from yours to your jaw and down your neck. He left sloppy wet kisses all the way down the the fabric of your dress, surely creating purple and red bruises somewhere along the way.

“Alright come on, future Mrs. O'brien!” He said as he pulled away. You weren’t sure what he meant but before you could ask he had picked you up by the waist and thrown you over his shoulder. You squealed as he padded down the hallway to your room. Before throwing you on the bed, a quick smacking sound echoed throughout the room, a stinging in your ass soon following. He threw you down onto the mattress tugging his shirt off and throwing it to the floor before crawling over top of you and kissing his way up your body through your clothes. The feeling tickled and it made you giggle. You could feel him smirk against your stomach as he kept moving towards your face.

“God you look hot in this jersey” he pressed his lips to yours for a moment before pulling back and whispering against your lips, “but I think it would look even better on the floor.” A moan escaped your mouth at his words and your eyes met his. They were darker than normal and were filled with want and need. You sat up so he could push the jersey off your shoulders and down your arms, discarding it somewhere along with his shirt. Your hands moved to the back of your dress fumbling with the zipper. You slowly moved it down it’s track as you stared into his eyes and bit your lip. “Quit teasing” he mumbled as he reached behind you to finish unzipping the offending fabric. He pushed the strapless material down your body and you laid back down lifted your hips so he could fully remove it. He groaned as his gaze collided with your bare chest. You could tell he didn’t know you weren’t wearing a bra and you noticed the bulge in his pants growing bigger.

He was kneeling in front of you on the bed, you sat back up and reached to the buckle of his belt, quickly undoing it before doing the same with his button and zipper. You pushed his grey silk pants down his hips. He stood up off the bed and removed them completely. Your eyes landed on his perfectly outlined cock in his black briefs. You moaned at the sight before you. His hands moved to your panties as he slid them down your legs and he then removed his boxers too. He crawled back up the bed so he was hovering over you, his hand moved from your cheek to you breast, kneeling and tugging at your nipple. He then moved it down your side and gripped your hip surely leaving a few bruises. He continued moving closer and closer to where you needed him. His fingers grazed you folded just slightly, shivers shooting yo through you body. His finger dipped between your folds just long enough to be dragged all the way through.

“Fuck you’re already so wet baby” he moaned above you.

“I told you, it’s that fucking jersey” You responded quickly. “Now as much as I love our foreplay, I need you to fuck me right now” you pleaded through shaky breaths.

“Yes ma’am” he answered. His lips connected to yours in as hot, searing kiss. Your teeth crashed and your tongues immediately fought for dominance, his eventually winning. His hand that was rested beside your head moved down to stroke his hard member a few times. He lined himself up with your entrance before slamming into you with no warning. He didn’t give you time to adjust but quickly pulled back out before pounding back into you once again. Your back immediately arched up into his chest and your head rolled back into the pillow. He had never started out so tough before. This new side of him turning you on like crazy.

He took advantage of your newly exposed skin as your head was tipped back. His lips attached to your sweet spot right below your ear as he continued slamming into you. You reached up gripping onto his shoulders from beneath his arms. He continued his relentless speed causing you to take your nails down his back. He mewled at the pleasure, the vibrations from his mouth shooting from your neck down to your core.

“I’m …c- close… baby” you stuttered through panting breaths. He didn’t say anything but instead removed his lips from your neck and sat up so he was on his knees. He grabbed your legs resting your ankles behind his head. Your lower half was in the air as your head and shoulders were pressed into the bed. He gripped your hips ferociously and slammed back into you. This new position make your tits bounce back and forth. Your breath became ragged and your legs started to tremble. Your toes curled behind his neck and your hands wrapped the blue sheets beneath you. His pace never faltered as you screamed out, your orgasm crushing over you in waves. He rode out your high, letting you calm down from your high. He pulled out for a moment to let you catch your breath.

After you had both caught your breaths, he flipped you over so we’re now on your stomach. He grabbed your hips pulling them up so you were on your knees. You kept your arms and head down, pressing into the mattress. He stroke his cock once more before lining up and mercilessly pushing into you. He didn’t start off slow or steady, he slipped in and out of you with such force knowing you were still sensitive from your orgasm. His hand connected with the bare skin of your ass and your body jerked forward as you screamed out into the pillow.

“You like that, baby girl? You like when I teach you who’s in charge?” You moaned into the pillow trying to nod your head. He was not fond of your answer when he reached up gripping your hand into a ponytail and pulling your chest back to meet his.

“Answer me” he demanded in your ear.

“Yes, daddy” you mewled. He continued to pound into you from behind. You knew he was close when his pace began to falter. You were close too, so you moved one hand up to your breast and began kneading it roughly between your fingers. Your other hand moved down to your aching core and began ferociously rubbing figure eights on your clit. You breath quickened and you could hear Dylan’s did too. One more thrust and you had fallen forward, your juices releasing around his cock. Your clenched was enough for Dylan to reach his high and you soon felt his hot seed shoot through your throbbing core. He collapsed ontop of you before pulling out and rolling over into his back.

You were still on your stomach, both of you still trying to catch your breaths and come down from your euphoric highs.

You rolled over to look up at him through your hooded eyes. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you” you whispered to him, already half asleep. He pulled you closer and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Forever and always baby” he responded with a quick kiss to your forehead. He pulled the covers up over the two of you before he drifted off to sleep. You leaned up pressing your lips against his cheek.

“Forever and always baby”

stages of a long distance relationships

stage one

as soon as you left my tight embrace, tears started to flow from my swollen eyes. i didn’t like the feeling of having to see you walk away from me. i wish i could instantaneously stop the airplane, that within seconds of its take off would take you miles away from me. while i made these unreasonable demands in my head i know you didn’t have a choice. because if you did, you would have chosen to stay in bed with me. all these reasonable things seem pretty unreasonable while i ate my favourite belgium chocolate icecream and watched the notebook

stage two

i am used to you being in a different time zone, by now. i am used to reminding myself everyday that when i wake up tomorrow I’ll be a day closer to meeting you. but even on days when i see your curly black hair and pointed nose over my laptop screen, i am damn happy. I loved every second of that phone call after you gulped down a bottle of wine and couldn’t stop thinking of me. I loved it when you told me about the adventures we will go on, and the memories we would make soon.

stage three

I can’t believe how good it felt to wrap my pale arms around your neck again and tell you I love you again and again until you smiled and told me it’s okay baby, im home now. I didn’t know what to tell you, i wanted to tell you every single detail of how my last sixty days elapsed in your absence and i wanted to tell you how much i missed you but i was just speechless. all I remember is feeling that everything was perfect again. because you were once again in my arms baby.

OKAY RANT TIME:

I THINK I AM CURSED TO NEVER BE HAPPY WITH THIS DAMN SHOW. IT IS SO SCREWED UP, OKAY? BECAUSE ZACK ADDY WAS MY FAVORITE FUCKING CHARACTER. THEY GOT RID OF HIM. I WAS DEVASTATED. THEN VINCENT CAME ALONG AND I FELL COMPLETELY IN LOVE WITH HIM. THEY KILLED HIM.

THEN THERE WAS SWEETS, RIGHT? LITERALLY EVERYBODY LOVED HIM. HE BECAME MY FAVORITE, EVEN THOUGH I ALREADY LOVED HIM. HE WAS THE NEW FAVORITE. HE WAS THE QUIRKY DORK THAT I ADORED. THEY FUCKING KILLED HIM.

HE WAS GETTING A FAMILY?? HE WAS GOING TO BE HAPPY?? AND THEY KILLED HIM.

I AM NOT OKAY AND NEVER WILL BE. THIS SHOW HAS TRAUMATIZED ME.

There’s no such thing as perfect, but baby, you were pretty damn close.
Dangerous Woman- Part 12

A/N: I actually enjoyed this part….

Warnings: Swearing/Fluff

Summary: You’ve caught the eye of Tony Stark to become the head lawyer for the Avengers. You never expected your life to change but fate has a funny way of turning everything upside down. 

Bucky x Reader 

Part 11/ Masterlist

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Kiseok; Till death do us part

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

[LISTEN TO SAY YOU WON’T LET GO BY JAMES ARTHUR- heavily influenced by it]

Kiseok remembered meeting you for the first time.

You were flustered, red eyes, tears stained cheeks and your hair a perfect mess, but you were beautiful in the baby blue dress. You had a flower in your hair and it only accentuated your adorable dimples; the left one deeper than the right one. There was something about the disproportionate symmetry of your dimples that grew on Kiseok. It was what made him stared at you longer than any girls that night. You were a friend of a friend, and had somehow stumbled upon him on his friend’s wedding night.

It was a happy day for the couple, the bride your best friend but you were seated at the end of the room always cradling a glass of scotch trying so hard to fake a smile.

He saw right through you, especially when you laughed (like twinkling stars) when he threw a line your way.

“Believe me, you don’t want this mess.” You weren’t subtle in rejecting his advances but you accepted his company graciously— even when you were too drunk for words. He had managed to ask for a dance and when his hands were carefully wrapped around your waist. He knew that he wanted to take care of you that no other man would ever be responsible for your tears, except for him. He wanted to be responsible for you.

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Baby Washington

George Washington x Reader ft. kiddo hamilsquad

Modern AU

Author(s): Lil Laddie

Sequel to: Meeting the Family, Becoming Part of the Family

Words:1651

Warnings: Implied smut, pregnancy

Request: HOLY CRUD-OLA I’VE BEEN GONE FROM THIS FOR SO LONG! I love all of the Imagines I may or may not have binge-read at 1AM… Anyways, could you do one-I know y'all are realllly busy, but maybe sometime in the future, maybe- more sequel to the “Becoming Part of the Family” with the reader pregnant and Alex flips out like “I’M THE CENTER OF ATTENTION HERE NOT SOME BABY!” and then when the baby is born its a girl and James and Mullifan wants to dress her up like a doll? Thanks babes!😍❤💓💖❤❤❤ - anon

A/N: I decided to split this into two parts, I hope you don’t mind. I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCH! I seriously love writing the kiddo hamilsquad with George as their dad. You can expect a the second part of this request to come up on Thursday! I hope you liked this and if you want me to write more about this little family, I WOULD LOVE TO! We’re hoping that requests will be open again in a week or two. Hope your day is amazing! Love you cute kids!


“How do you think the boys will react?” You asked, turning to look at George who was driving you both home for the Doctors office.

“I’m not sure…” George said, a smile on his face from the news the doctor had gave you.

“Do you think they’ll be upset?” You asked, growing worried.

George sensed your anxiety, taking one of his hands off the steering wheel and gently interlaced his fingers with yours. “They will be happy as long as we are happy. You need to relax, everything will work out.”

You sighed, knowing he was right. The two of you had just come back from a doctor’s appointment that had surprised the both of you. By some miracle, you were pregnant. Last you checked, George wasn’t able to have kids.

George had tried with his last wife and the tests always came out negative. After going to a couple of doctors, it turned out it was not possible for him to have kids. Yet here you were, already over two months pregnant. How you hadn’t noticed this whole time was a mystery to you.

George squeezed your hand, pulling you out of your daydreams. Turning from the window to look at him, he still had a huge grin spread across his face. This may have been the longest amount of time he’s smiled for, besides your wedding, your first Christmas with his kids and that one time the boys had a roller skating competition that got way too competitive.

“This is a miracle, (Y/N).” George said, tears welling up in his eyes. “I’m finally going to have a kid with the woman I love.”

“I think if the boys see you this happy, they will love the baby more than anything.” You grinned, leaning across the middle console to give him a kiss on the cheek.

The two of you were terrified, to be honest. A baby was a big responsibility and you already had 7 boys to take care of. The only thing giving you the hope that you could get through this was the love you were already feeling for this baby. It was going to be a perfect addition to the family, you could already tell.

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“Boys! Family meeting!” George called up the stairs after the two of you had made it home.

“Right now?” Aaron yelled from the bedroom that was closest to the stairs.

“Yes.” George yelled back, moving to sit next to you on the couch.

You watched as the boys ran down the stairs and into the living room. Alex pushed Thomas out of the way to plop down on the couch. Thomas glared at him, taking a seat on the floor right in front of you.

“Boys, we have something to tell you…” George trailed off, trying to think of the right way to say it.

“Is everything okay?” James asked, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.

“Nothing’s wrong! It’s just…there’s going to be a change in this house…” You paused, not knowing how to tell the boys.

“Are we getting a dog?” Lafayette asked loudly, his puffy bun moving as he jumped with excitement.

“Not exactly, but there is going to be a new addition to the family.” George smiled, watching the boys around you grow more excited.

“A cat?” Thomas squealed, imaging a small tabby cat just to himself.

“A hedgehog?” John shouted over the other boys excited giggles and whispers.

“A baby?” Hercules asked, looking at the two of you with a knowing smile.

“Hercules wins! You’re getting to get either a baby brother or sister.” You said, the smiles dropping from half the boys faces.

“Another one?” Alex screamed in disgust.

“Do we know what gender it’s going to be?” James sat up, his face lighting up at the mention of a baby.

“Not yet, we’ll have to wait a couple more months to know.” George explained, placing his hand gently on your knee. “We would like it if you boys would want to come to that ultrasound with us. We can find out the gender as a family.”

“As great as that sounds, we don’t need another baby.” Thomas sassed, Alex and Aaron nodding behind him.

“There’s barely enough room for all of in this house, no need to add a smelly baby to it.” Aaron scoffed.

“Plus, it’s going to take up all your time. I AM NOT LETTING THAT HAPPEN!” Alex screeched, his face scrunched up in anger.

“Boys, calm down. The baby is so small it will barely take up any room, if we need to move to a bigger place we will. And Alex it will not take up all our time, you boys will still be just as important to us.” George sighed, his hand on your knee tightening in frustration.

“I think the baby sounds amazing!” John said, taking the attention away from the three outraged boys. “It’ll be fun to have another sibling.”

“I hope it’s a little girl! We can dress her up and play with her. I’ve always wanted a little sister.” James beamed, his voice being louder than usual due to his excitement.

“I call dibs on being her favorite brother! I’m going to always be there to protect her!” Laf boasted, turning to the others with a smug look.

“Laf, we’re not sure if it’s going to be a girl yet.” You giggled, Laf’s proud stance not fading.

“I can tell, just by the vibes in the air, it will be a girl.” Laf smirked, having a feeling he was going to be spot on.

“Laf, you’re going to have to fight me for that position of favorite brother. This kid will love me from the beginning, trust me.” Hercules grinned at Laf before turning to look at you and George. “Let me know when the ultrasound is, I don’t want to miss it for anything.”

“NO! NO BABY, NO ULTRASOUND! IT’S ALREADY STEALING ALL THE ATTENTION AND IT’S NOT EVEN BORN YET! I AM THE CENTER OF ATTENTION HERE NOT SOME BABY!!!” Alex yelled, glaring at you and George before storming up the staircase to his room.

“Alex!” George yelled, standing up from the couch and chasing after him.

You watched him run, feeling a pit of guilt in your stomach. You had caused Alex to have a complete meltdown and two of the other boys to be angry at the two of you. You stood up hoping to follow after the two and help with whatever argument was about to go down. Looking back at the other Aaron and Thomas you hoped they would not react the same way Alex just had.

Making eye contact with Thomas, he narrowed his eyes at you. Standing up and stomped into the kitchen. You followed quickly after him. He was sitting at the kitchen counter, his face in his hands. You placed your hand gently on his shoulder, sitting down on the stool next to him.

“I can’t believe you want to add a baby to this family! Are we not enough?” Thomas asked, his voice cracking with sadness at the end.

“Is that why you’re angry? You feel like we’re trying to replace you?” You asked softly, Thomas’s tense shoulders slumping down.

“Maybe…but why do you need to add another member to the family? I’ve really tried to be a good son.” Thomas looked up from the counter to face you, his eyes were welling up with tears.

“Thomas, it’s not like that at all.” You said, pulling him into a tight hug. “Your dad and I love you so much. We could never replace you, even if we tried. We weren’t planning on having a baby, it was a surprise to us too.”

“You didn’t plan this?” Thomas sniffled, his head pressed against your chest.

“Nope, didn’t expect it to happen.” You said, rubbing Thomas’s back.

“Have you ever heard of a condom?” Thomas asked, the tears slowly disappearing and drying up.

“Thomas! Of course we have!” You laughed, pushing him away from your hug as he snickered.

“Just wondering.” Thomas shrugged, smiling and standing up from his seat. “You can plan on me being there for that ultrasound. If Alex gives you anymore crap, I’ll beat him to a pulp.”

“That’s not necessary, but thank you!” You smiled, watching Thomas leave the kitchen and George enter.

“How’s Alex?” You asked, watching George plop down on the seat next to you.

“He’s in shock. He doesn’t want a baby to take away from him being the center of attention. He agrees to go to the ultrasound, but he said that he can’t promise that he’ll like him or her.” George sighed, pulling you into his side.

“Hey, that’s still progress!” You smiled, a matching one appearing on George’s face at your optimism. “We still have 7 months to convince him that this baby will be great.”

“Once again you are completely correct..” George grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I hope that Laf’s prediction was right…”

“Me too.” You sighed, imagining a beautiful little girl with your hair and George’s eyes.

“I’ve always wanted a little girl.” George said, his eyes glazed over as he too had his own idea of how the little girl would look.

“She would be beautiful.” You snuggled closer to George, closing your eyes in content.

You couldn’t wait for this new addition to your family. You didn’t know who it would be yet, but they were already perfect in your eyes. The boys were just as excited as you were, all of them talking about it all night. The future was coming quickly and all of you, even Alex, wanted time to move quicker. You wanted this baby and you wanted it now.

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John Shelby x reader

Request: I loved your John shelby imagine so I was wondering if you could do one where, you and John have loads of kids together and your married to each other, then one day you found out your pregnant again and your worried John will be angry with you because use already have lots of kids together, so you book an abortion. But then don’t go to it but John finds out about getting a abortion and thinks your getting one and goes mental about it xx

Author’s note: I feel like this is sloppy and I am so sorry i just didn’t want to leave the request unfinished. I am sorry if my posting is irregular but i am in my last year of high school and the next couple of weeks are when all my assignments are due (I know I probably shouldn’t stress this much at age 17 but I am working on it) So i am so so sorry if it is sloppy or if my posting is a bit irregular but please bare with me. ANYWAY enough rambling hope you enjoy.

You had the perfect family, the perfect husband, the perfect life. You had met John when you were only 11 and he was 13. you moved down from Glasgow and moved in down the street from him. He would tease you and trip you up laughing at you when you ran home crying. But when you turned 16 things changed, you would talk about things for hours, steal kisses when no one was looking and your hands were always intertwined. You loved him then and you love him now. You were married and with your oldest daughter at 18, Bonnie. She was the perfect baby and you were all the happiest family. Then Douglas came along, a couple years after him your next son, Jamie.

With three children all under the age of 7 things could certainly be handful, but you loved your children and you loved John nevertheless. When you fell pregnant again you knew John wasn’t as excited his reaction wasn’t the same. He told you money was tight and that he would have to work more shifts to cover the cost of another child. He was stressed, you could tell because he tossed and turned at night before giving up altogether and going to the bottle to soothe his mind. You almost didn’t tell him when  you found out you were having twins, but when the day came John was by your side and looked at your newborn’s Archie and Annabella, with all the love in the world. He loved all of your children and since then the Shelby business has grown and developed. Even though John was involved in more dangerous business he was making a lot more money. He bought a house just outside small heath, a big beautiful country house. When he first took you to see it you weeped in disbelief, this couldn’t possibly be where you would live.

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Sexuality

Originally posted by sataeminism

Taemin foreplay smut. Based off his song Sexuality.

Lost in the sunrise, you gazed at the calm beach before you in the early hours of the day, trying to relive the evening before as the waves of the ocean met and parted the sand softly. It seemed like a dream; staring at the curves of the sand on which you and Taemin made love on the night before. Flashbacks of the way his hands moved slowly up your thighs whilst his plump lips brushed your neck made your spine shiver and it was like Taemin could read your mind as you heard the wooden boards beneath you creak. The wind blissfully blew his brassy blond hair as he came out on to the deck from the beach house in nothing but a towel around his waist; his adorable sparkling eyes were still sleepy. You wondered how he always looked so perfect.

 “Reminiscing, baby?”

 Taemin wrapped his arms around you, his warmth protecting you from the nipping morning breeze. You took one last look at the beach before facing him. 

“Something like that.”

 You uttered quietly, not being able to help your eyes from admiring his body. 

“Mmm it was a good night. I slept like a baby, although when I woke up for a drink, you weren’t there. I missed you.”

 You bowed your head, finding it hard to concentrate when you looked in to his sparkling eyes.

 “Sorry… I couldn’t fall asleep for some reason.” 

You felt Taemin’s finger tilt your chin up. He looked so serious; it wasn’t like him. 

“You don’t regret it, right?” 

He questioned, anxiety making his jaw tense. “What?” You questioned, before letting out a giggle at Taemin’s insecurity. 

“Of course I don’t.” 

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, showing him you still felt the magic you felt the night before. Taemin’s smile made the sun shine brighter. “I’m happy. I’ve never felt that way before…”

*The night before*

The boys had gone back to their beach house after the barbecue, leaving you and Taemin to splash in the last of the waves as the sun began to go down. There was a strange magnetism that had begun to pull you to him since the start of the holiday. Through the time you had spent with him, you couldn’t help but notice how he had grown from a cute maknae to a driven man who, no doubt, had his own sexual desires. As the two of you laid the towels down on the sand and sat down on them to relax, Taemin brought up the very topic you didn’t want to speak about. 

“Has something been on your mind?” 

He asked before squeezing some sun cream on his hands and rubbing it on his bare chest. You couldn’t help but stare as he teased you. Before he noticed you looking, you stared down at your feet. Your chest tensed up.

 “Uh, no. Why?”

 Yet all you could think about was his plump lips, his strikingly beautiful eyes, and his bulge when his swimming trunks got wet and clung to his body.

 “Turn, I’ll put some on your back.”

 He insisted. With your back facing him, you awaited his touch; the only fabric on you was your bikini bra and bottoms. The sun lotion was cold to the skin but it wasn’t the only thing making you shiver; his hands were so close to the sides of your breasts, it began to make you aroused.

 “I don’t know (Y/N). It’s like you’re always thinking about something…someone, maybe?”

 You bit down on your bottom lip anxiously. He was on to something.

 “Maybe.” 

You uttered, goosebumps spreading across your body as his fingertips ran up the spine of your back. 

“I hope so.” 

His hot breath tickled your ear. Suddenly, the attraction between you became blatantly obvious. Turning to him, his eyes had become glazed with burning desire and his lips were screaming for you to kiss them. Taemin began to move in closer, edging so dangerously close to your lips and you couldn’t help yourself; you couldn’t stand it any longer. It was nothing to be afraid of, sexuality. The moment your lips touched, your whole body became alive, charged with a sensual buzz. Taemin’s hands rested on your thighs as the kiss deepened; your tongues playing a cat and mouse game, his teeth tugging gently at your bottom lip. You couldn’t decide where to put your hands. First, they were running up his legs, then cupping his neck and then they were grabbing roughly at his hair like they had a mind of their own. Taemin groaned deeply in to kiss before laying you down on the towel and climbing on top of you; your lips still locked on his. Under the sunset, his lips caressed your neck, making you pant heavily. At his point, you didn’t care if anyone saw you; you wanted Taemin right there and then. With the sound of the waves crashing in the background, Taemin grabbed the thin fabric of the bikini top and dragged it down, revealing your breasts; your hard nipples to him. You gasped.

 “Taemin.” 

You moaned his name as he toyed with your nipples in his warm mouth, causing you to squirm under him. He tugged at your nipple with his teeth, making you cry out, almost loud enough for people to hear. Lost in your lust, you wrapped your legs around his back and began to rub your core against his ever growing erection. 

“You want this?”

 He asked, his eyes piercing your soul as he yanked his trunks off, showing his perfectly hard dick. Your mouth made an ‘o’, staring at his beautiful manhood; you couldn’t speak, lost for words. He was thick and longer than you thought. You nodded, your heart thumping hard, making your head dizzy.

 “Tell me. I need to hear it.” 

It was already too late to blush but you’d never been great with dirty talk. 

“Please. I want you Taemin. I want it.”

 You couldn’t take your eyes away from his impossibly flawless body. You grasped his shaft, making him grunt and began to pump it with your hand, watching it grow in your palm. His cock was as hard as steel and you could see in his wild eyes that he wanted to dominate you. Surprisingly, Taemin pinned your wrists down dominantly and began to kiss down your trembling body. Arching your back, you needed more and more of Taemin’s lips. You wondered how he could play your body like a puppet; he drove you wild with desire. Seductively, he let go of your wrists and began to pull your bottoms off frustratingly slowly; his kisses following every inch of skin that was revealed. Taemin put two of his slender fingers in front of you. 

“Suck.”

 He instructed. It was such a different side to him. Usually he was so playful, so boisterous and now he was all deep and mysterious, smoulderingly sexy. Following his commands, you sucked his fingers, coating them in your saliva. The eye contact between you was burning hot; the foreplay was just the calm before the storm. Your pussy was already incredibly wet before he took his time, easing his lubricated fingers inside you. He began with one, letting you adjust to the feeling of having something inside you before adding the other, stretching you, preparing you for his cock.

 “Oh Taemin! That feels so good.” 

You whimpered, closing your eyes, trying to balance the pleasure but it was so strong.

 “Oh no, don’t you look away from me.”

 He stressed, tugging at your hair with his other hand. 

“Oh my god! Taemin, please.” 

You weren’t even sure what you were begging for anymore, just some sort of release as his fingers sent you in to a daze. He crushed his lips back against yours and worshipped your tongue with his, taking over your mouth hungrily as his fingers stimulated you.

 “Are you sure baby?”

 Taemin questioned, his eyes so serious like you were his conquest, his muse. 

“Please. Oh please Taemin. I want you so much.” 

You pleaded, running your fingers through his messy, boyish hair. Holding your hips strongly in his hands, he plunged himself forwards, his cock invading your core and claiming it at his.

 “Fuck!” 

You cried out, gritting your teeth together.

 “Wow. You feel incredible.”

 Taemin whispered in your ear, staying still; making you want him even more. You were going to combust if you didn’t get your fix of him. Underneath him, you gyrated your hips, desperately trying to feel him deeper. Taemin chuckled. 

“Patience Jagiya. I’m going to make love to you all night long. I’m not going to be able to get enough of you…you’re so beautiful.”

 Taemin took your hands in his, your fingers interlocking to the sound of the calm water, the sun almost down and started to move slowly, building up the earth shattering orgasm you needed. You had no clue just how much pleasure he was about to give you.

*present*

“You were amazing Taemin… you’re amazing.” 

It was so difficult not to get lost in his heavenly eyes that stared so deeply in to yours. 

“I want to introduce you to the guys as my girlfriend. Is that okay?” 

Taemin enquired, holding you so warmly.

 “Is that you asking me to be your girlfriend?” 

You giggled. It turned out that Taemin was struggling with his words too. He grinned that grin that you were beginning to fall for so much and nodded. You couldn’t help but smile up to your ears, bubbling with joy. 

“Then the answer is yes.”

 Within milliseconds, the lack of sleep hit you, causing you to yawn loudly.

 “Do you want to go back to sleep with me, my sexy boyfriend?”

 Taemin smirked.

 “Not until I get to use the bed for the other thing it’s used for.” 

He swept you off your feet, making you squeal and laugh loudly. It was a holiday you’d never forget.

We just need to wait a little longer; Jaehyun

Request: “Hiiii can I please request a really fluffy Jaehyun scenario where he’s dating a girl trough the internet and she travels from her home country to come meet him for the first time in Korea?”

Genre: Fluff.

Warnings: None.

A/N: Oh my god, this was beautiful, I leave myself speechless I swear.


“At which hour did you say you had to go to practice?” You asked your boyfriend while you look at his face through your computer screen.

“It’s in like an hour or so, I should be going there actually.” You have been dating for months now, but still never got to meet each other in person.. until today.

“And why are you here then!? Taeyong is going to kill you.”

“He may will but I don’t really care anymore. He needs to understand that now it’s the only moment where I’m able to talk with you and look at your pretty face at the same time. And doing that in this relationship is almost impossible.” 

You were internally screaming as you heared him talking. It was very hard for you to have a normal conversation with him when in your mind you could only think about how warm the feeling of being in his arms would feel and how you’re finally, after months of having such strong feelings for him, being able to felt his loving caresses in your skin just like you always dreamed of. There would be no more of those annoying frozen screens or glitchy images that you always have while Facetiming. Or the need of a proper Internet conection just to listen to his sweet voice talking about his day or even just to read a short message where he reminds you how important you are in his life.

“Taeyong is going to hate me if you’re like this every day, Jaehyun.”

“I don’t think is possible to hate such a cute and adorable person like you, baby. You’re just too perfect.” Those were the kind of compliments that you would normally answer with sarcastic comments or, sometimes, with even cheesier compliments to him, but today all this sweet words were making you feel really shy and nervous, and you couldn’t help but blush like crazy. “But talking about Taeyong, apparently, not only him but all the members are waiting for me now, so I guess I don’t have choice anymore. I’m so sad.”

“Don’t be sad for such a silly thing like this! We’ll talk later, okay? I promise.” You have been saying this like this all day. Keeping this little secret from him was everytime more and more difficult and you couldn’t help but drop some ‘hints’ here and there, even though you were the only one who was understanding them. “Good luck today, honey. Take care of yourself, okay?”

“Yes, baby. I’ll take a good care of myself.” After a few seconds of silence, he talked again. “Can I say it now?” You smiled widely and move your head from side to side, dening his request. He pouted and you couldn’t help but feel your heart beating at the speed of sound, without being able to believe how adorable your boyfriend was. “You can’t stop me forever, Y/N.” If only he knew that today, just in a less than an hour, it was going the first time he would finally be able to say those three words without you stoping him to wait for the ‘special’ moment. Unless you can’t hold your feelings anymore and said it first, because right now you could feel that your chest could burst from all the love you feel for the pretty boy that’s smiling at you through your computer’s screen.

“We just need to wait a little longer, okay? Goodbye, baby.” 



“Jaehyun? Do you remember last year when i couldn’t get you a birthday present?”

“Like if I could forgot it.” Jaehyun said in a disinterested way.

After look at you, it’s impossible for him to function properly again. He’s in cloud 9 as he remembers the lovely sound of your voice and your shiny eyes that look at him in the way no one has ever done before, making him feel more special than anyone and completly different from the rest, but in the best way you can think of. He’s always considering himself the luckiest person in the whole planet for having you by his side. Well, actually, not yet.

“Well, guess what! I’m finally go it for you. It’s in the practice room, you would love it.”

“And what if I don’t?” He asked with a small smile in his face as he started to tease his friend. The way Taeyong was acting that day was really weird. He was feeling really excited and smily for some reason and it was scaring Jaehyun a lot, specially after hearing him talk about this ‘present’ that he has for him.

“There’s no way you don’t like it, she’s like destinated to be with you, I’m sure she was made just and only for you. There’s no way you don’t like it.” Jaehyun’s whole world stopped and he looked at Taeyong with a neutral face. The thought of you came to his mind and he was feeling his heart beating faster. His friend readed his expression like if it was a book and patted his shoulder softley at the same time that he nodded his head at him, confirming his hypothesis.

Jaehyun ran the rest of the hall until he had the practice room’s door in front of him and opened it without a warning. He recognized your figure instantly and felt butterflies in his stomach when he saw your face. It was you, it was indeed you. He felt in love with your features one more time, those beautiful lips that he was dying for taste, your precious eyes that would only look at him, your perfect nose, you blushy cheeks, everything in you was so perfect.

He felt like if he could cry out of happiness but instead his first reaction was running to you, and yours was exactly same. It ocurred in seconds. You were finally in each other arms, where both of you belong. Smiling and without being able to believe how the scenario of meeting each other that was always in your heads was finally becoming true.



It took hours for the both of you to overcome all those strong feelings and felt comfortable with each other and talk like youwould normally do in the texts or phonecalls, but still there were constantly sudden hugs and kisses from time to time. Internally there was a part of you that still couldn’t believe that this was happening, finally, after so long.

“Y/N? Would you let me say it now, that we’re in front of each other, holding hands and finally side by side?”

After having a really long conversation with the other members where you could introduce yourself to them and meet each one a bit more, they let Jaehyun take his day free. Now both of you were in the prettiest park in Seoul, walking under the beautiful cherry blossoms as you hold hands. There weren’t enough words in the world to express how happy you were feeling.

“Yes, please. I have wait for this moment literally since the day I first saw you.”

He smiled and got closer to your body, placing one of his hands in your cheek and looking at you in the eyes. You could see how sincere he was being as he clearly pronounced those three words to you, not being afraid of letting you know all his feelings.

“And, Jaehyun, would you let me do it now, that we’re in front of each other, holding hands and finally side by side?” He giggled and nodded his head in the a excited way.

“Please do, I waited for this moment literally all my life.”

So you kissed him. You pressed your lips with his and finally felt like if you were in home, in the perfect place and with the perfect persons around you. You never felt more complete and identified in your whole life.

“I love you too, Jaehyun.”

Having a Baby With Crowley Would Involve

Requested by anon. I’m going to be honest, I had no idea how to write this especially when you said smut so I sort of broke it into two parts…ish?

I. Can. Not. Write. Smut.

Not for the life of me.

Honestly. Apologies in advance.


Originally posted by legitimatelyincapable



  • Sex with Crowley would be interesting. Crowley would have his hands around your wrists a lot, holding them above your head, against your chest. He’d like to blindfold you if you didn’t mind and would also like to take you in interesting places throughout Hell and Earth alike. There would be a lot of teasing involved from both parties during your sex.
  • When you started to suspect you were pregnant you’d probably freak out about and would try not to tell Crowley for a while, but he’d find out one way or another. He is the King of Hell after all.
  • “Crowley, I’m-”
    “Expecting? I know, darling. I know.”

  • He’d hold his arms out, gesturing with his fingers for you to come in for a hug so you would, burying your face in his chest as he stroked your hair gently with one hand, the other holding you against him.
  • Crowley proposing a ‘deal’ to you regarding the baby. It was basically just a deal promising that he’d stay with you and he promised that nothing would happen to you or the baby while there was anything he could do about it. He made you seal the deal with a kiss though.
  • Each morning he’d ask you how you were feeling
    “And don’t withhold any of the details. I want the truth!”
  • If there was anything he could do to make you feel better, he’d do it. Once a week he’d take you out to many restaurants across the world, insisting that once the baby was born it would be more difficult to do.
  • Occasionally, Crowley would get impatient because he couldn’t have sex with you or anything and he just wanted to see his child now.
  • He’d make you go to more Doctor appointments than necessary, making sure you and the baby were in perfect health
  • When it was time to give birth he would back out of his idea about delivering the baby himself and take you to the hospital. He’d hold your hand, wiping the sweat from your forehead and he’d say “Oh Darling” a lot.
  • When the baby was out and the nurses let him hold it while you caught your breath, Crowley would hold it very, very gently and not be able to take his eyes off it.
  • “Oh Darling.” he’d breath, barely a whisper in his utter awe.
Positive and Paint

Pairing: Saeyoung x MC/Reader

Summary: The RFA and MC experience complications with their pregnancy.  After the Extra Story.

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff…?

Rating: PG (I dunno, I mention sex?  She’s pregnant; how do you think it happened?)

Word Count: Approx. 1800

Protip: Listen to “He Won’t Go” by Adele.

Of all the stupid things, it was a meme that tipped you off.

You were both at home, one night, having a quiet night in.  You were on the couch, chatting with your friends on the messenger app, while Saeyoung was on the floor beside you, looking up baby things on his laptop where you could see.  You hadn’t told the rest of the RFA about your pregnancy, yet; it was too early.  But, not too early to look up kitten or space-themed onesies!  His favourite, so far, was one with a hood that made the baby look like they were an astronaut.

“…you know what meme that I never got?” you said, out of the blue.

Well, not quite out of the blue.  You and your husband usually started random conversations like that.  Explaining one’s train of thought was almost never necessary.  And internet jokes were how the two of you bonded.

But also, something was bothering you, and a meme seemed like a good segue.

“There’s a meme you don’t get?” Saeyoung said melodramatically, a hand over his heart.

You nudged his head playfully with an elbow before continuing.

“That one where it cuts to the guy and his wife in the hospital bed?” you said, trying to jog his memory, “I don’t get it.  It’s supposed to be funny, but what’s the joke supposed to be?”

“Yeah, I stick to the wholesome memes,” Saeyoung smirked, “Unfamiliar shoes and green things.  That’s where the real comedy is.”

You rolled your eyes but grinned.  Your silly husband.

“Anyway. That’s not all.”

“Listening,” he said, eyes still glued the screen.

“Well…” you put your phone away nervously, “Maybe I’m being paranoid, but…I read the webcomic that that meme is from.  The couple in the comic lost their baby because of a blood type thing.  Um…”

You glanced down at him.  He was looking right at you.  You had his full attention, now.

“I did a little research on it…” you hesitated, then shook your head, “It’s stupid.”

“Yeah,” he nodded vigorously, a little frown on his lips, “Stupid.”

“Yeah. That would never happen.”

“Of course not,” Saeyoung nodded again, this time slower, more thoughtfully, turning back to his laptop.

There was a tense silence.  Nothing but him clicking on space-themed mobiles, now.

“…but what blood type are you?” you blurted, breaking the quiet.

“AB positive,” he replied without hesitation.

More silence.

“…I’m nothing like Ethan,” he cracked a smile.  

Ah, so he had read the webcomic, too.

“I mean, I’m quirky and I’m fun, but our situation’s completely different,” he added reassuringly.

“But…actually, I’m O negative,” you cut in, before he got any further, “I did some research, and…well…”

He turned away from the screen to look at you, again.  You held his gaze steadily, waiting for it to sink it.

“…we might have a problem?” he asked, his chipper attitude completely gone.

“We might have a problem,” you nodded seriously.

“…I’ll make sure you get an appointment with a doctor tomorrow morning.”

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BANGTAN REACTION: to seeing you in a cute swimsuit

Rap Monster: Namjoon’s face explain everything.

Jin: “you’re cute, but with a pink and big blouse could be better” Jin would say when you show your new swinsuit.

(suppose you’re Jimin)

Suga: He’d be the jealous kind, even if he was delighted with your appearance he would be complaining about what you’re wearing specially if it’s  something that show a lot of your body.

J-Hope: “yeah baby… you… you’re hot”

Jimin: You’d be at the beach together for the first time and see you approaching shyly, Jimin would scream your name really loudly and running up to you to tell that you was beautiful.

V: He’d be in the pool waiting for you and seeing you dressed in swimsuit he would lower his sunglasses and face until you were beside him.

“you look cute, like me, we are perfect baby”

JungKook: *Celebreting*, you’d be so cute with the swimsuit  that he couldn’t control his feelings.

~ADM Cherry~

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Sleepy Sunday imagine (Rami x Reader)

Here’s a little something I wrote on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Enjoy!


‘Babe come to bed.’

Rami’s deep voice reverberated off the walls of your bedroom. You were hunched over your desk in the far corner of the room whilst he lay sprawled out on the bed. You were editing a new script you’d just written, it was your baby and you were desperate to perfect it.

‘Yeah two minutes.’ You replied distractedly, fingers skimming back and forth over the keyboard of your laptop effortlessly.

‘It’s a Sunday, you promised you wouldn’t work.’ Rami’s voice had a slight whine to it now which made the back of your neck prickle with guilt. Yes you had said that but you probably wouldn’t remember these ideas you had tomorrow.

You could tell he’d been studying your hunched over form and you listened carefully as you heard him climb out of bed and move towards you, his bare feet patting softly on the wood floor.

Rami was reading over your shoulder now which made your stomach twist uncomfortably. He’d seen plenty of your writing on screen but these early stages of writing felt far more intimate. Additionally, you felt a twinge of nostalgia – him reading over your shoulder took you right back to how you two first met, in the writer’s room of Mr Robot.

His thumb brushed the back of your neck, dancing over the skin which had been exposed after you’d thrown your hair up in a messy bun.

‘You are brilliant, you know that?’ He hummed, his fingers gently beginning to work out the tight knots in your neck that you’d developed from your poor posture.

‘I don’t feel it.’ You grumbled. This particular script had been a real challenge for you and the tight deadlines set for you by the director weren’t helping either.

Rami leant down, his lips barely even ghosting the skin of your neck as he kissed delicately. You practically melted in the chair, all thoughts of the script leaving your mind immediately. The pull that he had over you was sometimes frightening, albeit electric.

‘You’ve done so much today. Can’t I have you to myself for a while now?’ He whispered against your neck. You gave a quick nod before untangling yourself from him and heaving your tired body out of your chair.

Rami took your hand, leading you towards the bed. He got there first, climbing into the centre and sitting with his legs splayed wide as he patted the spot between them. You sat in front of him, letting out a small sigh at the sensation of his warm chest pressed against your back.

You placed your hands on his calves as he slowly began to apply pressure to your back with his fingertips. The sensation occasionally made you hiss quietly in pain as he worked out the knots. Rami massaged you until you felt completely boneless and half asleep – only distantly aware of the feeling of his broad hands on your back.

Rami carefully removed the hair tie from your bun, being gentle not to pull your hair as he released it and allowed the tresses to fall down your back. He then turned you around, laying you down on the mattress next to him. You opened your eyes blearily and kissed him softly, whispering a quiet ‘thank you’ as you did.

The two of you spent the rest of the night completely entangled, swapping kisses until you both succumbed to sleep.