Hey, can u do an imagine where the reader is a lawyer, and she is Dylan's girlfriend. And once in a comic con panel, a fan just started hating on her because of the fact that she isn't famous. So dylan gets really mad. And so he defends her. And the whole cast joins in. And then he goes back home and he talks to the reader and all.This is really lame though. But yeah. I love your imagines btw.
Sorry for taking so long. I hope you like it.
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Requested by anonymous: Hey, can u do an imagine where the reader is a lawyer, and she is Dylan's girlfriend. And once in a comic con panel, a fan just started hating on her because of the fact that she isn't famous. So dylan gets really mad. And so he defends her. And the whole cast joins in. And then he goes back home and he talks to the reader and all.This is really lame though. But yeah. I love your imagines btw.
WORDS: 501
WARNING: not really
A/N: Thank you so much, baby.
Y/N's P.O.V.
I was currently watching the Teen Wolf Comic-Con Panel right now. I wanted to be there like the last year but I had a lot of work to do this weekend. Being a lawyer isn't easy. But it was nice to be able to watch it all. I really like the show and the cast, we're all friends and obviously, I was enjoying to watch Dylan answering his fans and everything.
"So Dylan, we all know you've been dating Y/N for almost four years. And I'd like to know why her? I mean, she's not famous or anything. So why her?" A girl from the crowd asked.
Dylan grabbed the mic, furrowing his eyebrows. "I don't get it why you're asking me this. What do you mean? I can't date her because she's not famous? What's the difference? She's still an amazing and beautiful, kind-hearted girl and honestly, I am so lucky to have her in my life. I don't care if she's famous or not. I'm glad she's not because she keeps me in line so I don't do anything stupid." Dylan said.
"Y/N is a really nice girl and we all love her, so don't hate on her." Holland said.
"That's very true. I think what really matters is that my boy Dylan is happy." Tyler said and everyone started clapping their hands and screaming.
I smiled at myself.
******
I looked up when I heard the door and Dylan got int, taking off his shoes and throwing his Mets hat on the couch. He locked the door and ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh. I ran towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist and he smiled at me.
"Hey, love." Dylan kissed my forehead. "How was your day?"
"Oh, just the usual, you know, filling important papers and watching my amazing boyfriend defending me in front of a lot of people." I bit my lip and he smiled.
"Ah, I just hate when people say things like that." He said, walking towards the kitchen and grabbing a beer from the fridge before sitting on the couch."You're my freaking girlfriend and I love you. I don't care if you're like, working on McDonald's of if you're in a list of the 5 most famous people of the year. And I just want people to understand and respect that."
I sat on his lap. "You are the most amazing guy I've ever met and just hear you saying this stuff makes me feel so incredibly happy. But I do understand some of these people, Dyl. I mean, you're a famous guy and you can have any girl you want." I said.
"But I want you. Just you." He kissed my neck and I smiled.
"And I want you."
"Not 'cause I'm famous, though?" He joked.
"Because you have money." I joked and he laughed. "I love you, Dylan. Thank you for defending me."
"I do love you more, Miss, and it was my pleasure."
Could you do a really cute one where dylan and the reader have been together for a while they're engaged and keep trying for a baby but for months/years they have no luck and dylans away for a while filming for a movie and they only talk over Skype. The reader finds out she's pregnant but doesn't want to tell him over Skype so when he comes back he gets the great surprise by seeing the bump?? Ps you're amazing and so is your blog xxx
Thank you, baby! I hope you liked it. :)
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Requested by anonymous: Could you do a really cute one where dylan and the reader have been together for a while they're engaged and keep trying for a baby but for months/years they have no luck and dylans away for a while filming for a movie and they only talk over Skype. The reader finds out she's pregnant but doesn't want to tell him over Skype so when he comes back he gets the great surprise by seeing the bump?? Ps you're amazing and so is your blog xxx
WORDS: 594
WARNING: nope
A/N: Thank you so much, baby. Means a lot <3
Y/N's P.O.V.
It's been two days since I found out that I'm pregnant and I couldn't be happier about it. Dylan and I got engaged for a while and we always wanted to be parents, so for a couple of months, we've been trying, but there were no results and he had to go film for The Death Cure. He visited me four months ago and we had sex, just sex. We weren't even trying but I found out that I'm pregnant and I really want to tell him. He's coming back next tomorrow, and I'm so excited to see him.
My laptop started ringing and I smiled when I saw that Dylan was vide-calling me. I sat down, bringing the laptop closer to me and I smiled when I saw his beautiful face.
"Hey, baby. How are you?" He asked with a smile.
"I'm great. A bit tired from work, but I'm fine. What about you?"
"Missing you like hell. I can't wait to finally hold you in my arms." Dylan said and I smiled just by thinking of it.
"I can't believe you're finally coming back to me. It's been so long. I have news." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows, making me giggle.
"What is it?"
"Nope. Not telling until you're here." I clicked my tongue.
Dylan groaned. "Pleeeease."
"No, Dyl. You'll have to wait."
"I hate you." He snapped.
I scoffed, chuckling at him. "No, you don't. You love me. Way too much."
"Sure. Sure." He joked, letting out a laugh.
**************
That was it. I was finally going to see him after months. I wanted to pick him up at the airport but he insisted, saying that he could just get an Uber.
I heard the door and I stood up in excitement. It opened and the first thing I saw was his foot, he was kicking his bag into the house, which made me chuckled and then, I saw him. His hair was longer and he had shaved his beard for the movie, his arms were looking bigger because he worked out for the movie. Absolutely stunning. As always.
Dylan opened his arms and I ran towards him, wrapping my arms around his neck and he grabbed my waist, hugging me tightly. I let a few tears stream down my cheeks and I put my face in the crook of his neck, taking a deep breath. I've missed him so much. He started to place soft kisses on my cheek and I finally looked at him, pulling my hands on his cheekbones and connecting our lips. I felt him smiling against my lips and he pulled away slowly, leaving a small kiss on my nose.
He pulled me back on the ground but his hands were still on my waist. He looked down a bit confused and I smiled.
"What is this?"
"I was waiting for you to see that first but, well..." I pointed to the table.
I had brought baby socks of the Mets. Dylan widened his eyes, looking at my belly and then at the socks. Then he pulled me into e really tight hug, making me giggle in surprise.
"We're going to be parents! I'm... I'm going to be a dad! Oh, my God. This is... Why didn't you told me before?" He quickly asked.
"Because I wanted to see your reaction... personally." I smiled. "Are you happy?"
"Abso-freaking-lutely!" He yelled, kissing my face a couple of times and I laughed. "I love you. I love you. I love you."
"I love you, too, Dyl."
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Heeey! Can u make a imagine where Dylan and Y/N are on TW cast and they are responsible by 100% of the bloopers? Just make it fun and cute pleaseeee! Thank u, love. You're the best❤️❤️
Thanks babe, enjoy! http://purestilinski.tumblr.com/post/150085814807/action
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Requested by anonymous: Heeey! Can u make a imagine where Dylan and Y/N are on TW cast and they are responsible by 100% of the bloopers? Just make it fun and cute pleaseeee! Thank u, love. You're the best❤️❤️
WORDS: 203
WARNING: short ugh
A/N: Thanks! I hope you like it!
Y/N’s P.O.V.
“Okay, ready? And…ACTION!”
I jumped and Dylan held me.
“Stiles, we need to go. Now!”
“No. Wait, I have to call Scott.”
“No! Stiles, we need to go right now!” I pulled him by his arm.
“Please, listen to me ok? We need to… uh… I.. forgot it.”
I laughed and he shook his head.
“We need to… We- need….”
“You need a bit of practice.” I said and he laughs.
“Stiles, c’mon, you’re lost, man!” I yelled and Dylan laughed.
“C’mon, Y/N, you’re not helping.” Dylan said. “We need to…”
“We need Jesus.”
Dylan couldn’t stop laughing.
“Cut! Guys, c’mon!”
“Sorry.” I said. “C’mon Dylan, we need to…uh, forgot it.”
He shook his head, still laughing.
“You’re such a bad actor” I yelled.
“Ok, let’s try the kiss scene.”
I prepared myself, Dylan winked at me and I rolled my eyes.
“ACTION!”
Dylan placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer, I looked at him and we were about to kiss when I accidentally hit my forehead on his.
“Ouch!” I groaned.
“Sorry.” Dylan laughed.
“Ok, you two need a time. Let’s take a break.”
“He hates us.” I said and Dylan nods.
“We should focus.”
“Yep.” I kissed his cheek.
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Hi umm can you write an imagine where dylan is at comic con and he recieves an urgent message from the reader and he has to go and there's a big problem and a fight and idk a happy ending maybe. Well I don't really know what I want exactly so you u can write from ur own imagination. It's really lame I'm really bad at this.ooh btw I love your imagines.
I hope you like it! http://purestilinski.tumblr.com/post/149802572307/ill-be-better
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Requested by anonymous: Hi umm can you write an imagine where dylan is at comic con and he recieves an urgent message from the reader and he has to go and there's a big problem and a fight and idk a happy ending maybe. Well I don't really know what I want exactly so you u can write from ur own imagination. It's really lame I'm really bad at this.ooh btw I love your imagines.
WORDS: 693
WARNING: swearing
A/N: Thank you so much! I hope you like it!
Y/N’s P.O.V.
I closed the door and left the room, my mind was going crazy right now. It’s been already one hour that I texted Dylan so he’s probably coming home. I sat on the couch, trying to calm myself when I heard the door.
“Babe?” I heard his voice.
I got up and he smiles when he sees me. “Hey, sorry, the traffic was-“
“I don’t want to know, Dylan.” He looked at me, a confused look on his face.
“What happened?”
“This happened.” I shoved the drawing on his face. “Do you have any idea of what is that? That’s your daughter’s drawing. She was supposed to draw her family. What do you see? Do you see that? It’s me and her. But what about you? Where’s her father?”
“Why she didn’t draw me?”
“Because you’re never here! I know you have to work but look at this! Today was her dance performance and she was so excited because “daddy is going to see me dance for the first time.” Do you even remember that I put her on a dancing school?”
“Y/N…”
“She’s your daughter, Dylan! She misses you! I had to film the whole performance for her! She begged me to call you but I know you wouldn’t answer because you were at work!”
I felt the tears streaming down my face as I looked at Dylan.
“We already talked about this, Y/N! What do you want me to do? Do you want me stop acting? That’s it? How do you think you’re paying for the damn dancing school?”
“Don’t you dare saying that! I stopped working because you wanted to work and someone had to stay with her! So, don’t you dare saying this! I don’t want you to stop; I want you to spend some time with your daughter!”
“This is so fucking ridiculous! I’m always at home.”
“Oh, yeah, watching baseball games! Because that’s the only thing you do when your home!”
“I’m not going to-You know what? Fuck that! I ran all over to here when I should be working to pay the bills and you’re really talking about me not paying attention on my daughter?”
“Then go back to the set! Get the hell out of here! She probably don’t need a father like you!” I yelled.
“Mommy?”
I turned, looking at Rosie; she rubbed her eyes and yawned.
“Daddy’s home!” She smiled.
Rosie held Dylan’s leg, with a big smile on her face. I looked at him and I shook my head, wiping my tears. Dylan picked her up.
“Yeah, baby, daddy’s home.” He kissed her cheeks.
“Daddy, you lost my performance today, but mommy filmed with her phone so you can see me dancing, or I can dance for you.”
“Yeah, I would love that, sweetie.”
She hugged him. “I miss you, daddy.”
I saw the tears on Dylan’s eyes, Rosie looked at me.
“Mommy, are you crying? Why are you crying?”
“I’m not crying, baby.” I smiled at her. “Okay.” She nods. “W-Why don’t you dance for daddy?”
“Yes, yes!” She clapped her hands.
Dylan puts her on the ground and she drags him to the living room, I turn the music on and she starts dancing. I looked at Dylan; he had a smile on his face. I can’t even believe we were fighting.
I felt his hand on mine and he laced his fingers through mine. Rosie finished and Dylan clapped.
“Do you like it, daddy?”
“Yes, I loved it. You’re amazing.” He hugged her.
“Thank you.” She blushed and I smiled.
“It’s really late, sweetie, why don’t we put you in bed and tomorrow I’ll be home earlier and we can do anything you want?” Dylan suggested.
“Anything?” She asked.
“Anything.”
“Yay!”
Dylan picked her up and I followed them, he placed her on her bed and kissed Rosie’s forehead.
“Good night, princess. I love you.”
“I love you too, daddy.”
We left the door and he looked at me.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s ok. I-I didn’t mean what I said.”
“Me neither.” He shook his head. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He hugged me.
“I’ll be better now.”
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