When You Talk About A Reylo Baby, You Mean A Baby Created Through The Force Bond Alone, Right? Because

When you talk about a Reylo baby, you mean a baby created through the force bond alone, right? Because I'm wondering if the existence of a Reylo baby would imply they had sex off-screen at some point in that one year span.

You mean as if I'm saying they f****d before?

Definitely not!

I really believe it would be like Anakin, Rey would have no idea for a while. But unlike Ani, this one would have a father.

I know it's confusing so, I'll put it on topics:

The first thing that comes to my mind is Palpatine saying that they either live together or die together.

All the things about their bond.

So, it's like the Force conceived a baby in this moment because it was the most beautiful moment they had together. And their bond is so deep and powerful.

And this happens through Ben, like the Force uses him as a way for it to get to Rey. This "Force Baby" needs a highway to get to her and as Ben is saving her, he is the highway.

They have no idea about it.

But eventually Rey would find out, probably think that this is just a Force baby, not related to Ben and she is just having delusions because she misses him and can't reach him in the Force.

That's also because Leia passed all the Force she had left to her son, who is simultaneously trying to come back to life (not even close to know he is about to be a Papa).

But then it comes the day this lil' Solo is born and it looks so much like Ben, that no one can deny he is the father.

Ben comes back in time to see how tiny the cutie looks in his hands.

So yes, a Force baby, decision of the Force, destiny the Force puts in to both of them. But a DNA would say "Congrats, you are the father".

[Wait this became a headcanon?¿]

(anonymous, if this is not what you're asking, send me another ask I will answer right away)

Finn: Guys, I'm over my fear of ghosts!

Rey: That's the spirit!

Finn: Oh fuck, where?!

First of all: fanfiction is about a writer training. Sometimes, writers take an inspiration to start something. Sometimes, theories are based on what could happen.

Second: Nobody is throwing shit at Robin. If you guys read a little, you'll see the imagines/hcs mentioning Robin having a girlfriend/female date.

Third: Maybe, a young girl identifies with Robin's personality and she must knows that liking a girl doesn't mean she is lesbian and tomorrow she might fall in love and identify as a bi, pan or literally WHATEVER.

Also: It's okay to shipp straight x straight, gay × gay, bc once you imagine, the characther is yours, you can even create a all new thing from it.

Remember: When you shipp a couple, they can or cannot get together. What you think romantic is up to you.

Most important: Why would you throw hate at people who are being totally clear about their respect over Robin or any other LBGT character?

Pls, calm down. People just need to put their creativity out. In the end, Robin will be what she is and nobody here can change that.

I don't mean to offend, I just don't see a point at fighting over this and/or making writers confused and bad about what they've created. Hope everyone enjoys this incredible character.

Here’s an idea.

So, lately I've been thinking about writing some sam x daughter but I never wrote for tumblr.

Basically, I was thinking about some kind of series where I write different one-shots, with the same au basics. In this "au basics", the reader is Sam's daughter who would've happened if he never met Jess at college, that appears once he has to change one important part of his past (not dating Jess) to save Dean in some kind of deal, changing the reality they know a lil bit.

They come back to the bunker, and find a teenager who didn't even exist a few days ago. So, the boys start to remember some things about her while for her, they've always been there.

Lemme know if you guys like it <3

Also, English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there are any grammar mistakes.

Here it is.

Previous anon from Reylo baby ask here. I apologize; I just don't understand how Force conception works. If you are ok with it, could you explain it to me?

Don’t worry. It’s totally ok. My pleasure to do it.

So, I hope you are familiar with the midichlorians, they live inside every living cells, they are in everything, everyone, everywhere. Maybe, you are familiar with the “omnipresent” term, used in many religions. Good term.

So, first thing: the midichlorians are the Force. If you are still very confused about this concept, I think The Phantom Menace is the one movie to understand it better, and you will also refresh your mind about how Anakin was born.

Anakin Skywalker, was conceived by the midichlorians, he had no father.  It was a will of the Force. Literally a son of the Force. For the Jedi, that was one of the things that prooved him as The Chosen One. He was born to bring BALANCE to the Force.

For me, it’s very clear that if the Force conceives a baby, it’s one of a kind and it will be one very sensitive. With a purpose, a destiny. But, as the Force is everyone, everything, everywhere, people interfere.

“Always in motion, is the future.” - Yoda.

Anakin was supposed to bring balance, that didn’t happen. But, the balance is what the Force always seek. Life and death, light and dark. Like Rey sees in the Sacred Island in TLJ.

The Dyad between Rey and Ben, is a balance. Both have light and dark inside them and together, they get in perfect sync. They either live together or die together, they are ONE soul.

Now, I don’t see how Rey on her own would bring balance. How Ben dies 100% and everything is just fine.

Their kid wouldn’t be like a second chosen one, because balance is not about one person, it’s about everyone. So, maybe the Force conceives a kid there, knowing Leia is giving all the Life Force she had left to her son and he will come back.

He and Rey would be scared, having no idea how to be parents. Would never be perfect one, no one is, but  they try to balance things. And the baby does it as well, having bad and good inside him like every single thing.

Also, all the time the Force connected Kylo and Rey together, like they are supposed to be together somehow. And their bond ends up creating a new soul, not that Ben dies to become a baby inside Rey’s uterus. NO.

Basically, a Force baby always has a purpose, a reason, the Force knows that from that moment forward this new life will be needed, no matter what. Not like anyone has control of what happens, it’s just a natural process of life and balance.

(makes sense to me and I’m sorry, not a good teacher, but always here if you wanna talk about it, hope it helps you).

Hurricane

Never Be The Same - Part 5.

Pairing: Sam x Daughter!Reader, Dean x Niece!Reader, Castiel x Platonic!Reader, Sam x OC.

Summary: To save Dean’s life, Sam changes a big part of his past, hoping that he’d only forget memories with his college girlfriend. But, not only he changes his life, he also creates a new one.

Word Count: 2631.

Warnings: None.

A/N: This chapter is very connected with the next one, so I’ll try to post it asap. Please, tell me what you guys think or if anyone wants to be in my taglist.

When you woke up you were almost at the bunker again, making the three pair of eyes look at you. The long hours of road passed like a minute for you. There was no way someone could feel so comfortable in that old car like you did. You didn't wake once. You were not the only one who slept, Sam did a little two. The night before, he remembered the firsts things that happened after Dean showed up at his college, how it was hard for him and your mother to deal with everything. He told her about the hunting thing and she believed in him, she said she always knew and she loved him for being who he was. She also understood when he had to leave. Other thing he remembered: telling your uncle that Camila was pregnant.

"Sammy, what is it? What are you hiding from me? I'm getting more worried with you then you already are."

"Don't say that. You have no idea how worried I am." Your father was freaking out with so much information in such a short period of time. He was almost screaming.

"I know it's not only about dad, I know you, Sam. Just tell me!" Sam stayed quiet. "You'll lie to me now?"

"It's Camila, Dean." He sat down in one of the two beds that were side by side.

"Oh please, Sam. That's all because of your college girl? Give me a break." Dean was still standing.

"She's not any girl." He tried to stay calm and relaxed.

"Don't start telling me that she's the one and bla-bla-bla."

"You know what? She is the one. I have the ring." The little brother spoke with a lot of certain in his voice.

"C'mon, man. Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious." "Oh yeah?" Dean was getting angrier. "How can you be so sure? Tell me. Give me one reason why you should be so worried about this chick when we don't even know where our father is!" Almost screaming...

"You want a reason?!" Sam got up. "She is pregnant! I love her and she is carrying my child." Now, a scream. "We're having a baby, ok?! You wanted a reason there's your reason." Dean was shocked, he couldn't speak. No idea of how to use words. "She is going through all the first trimester sickness and doubts alone. She is there worried because of me when I shouldn't even let her worry about herself." He sat down again. "I'm screwing up with my child even before it's born, Dean."

"Sammy..." The older's voice was different now. "Wow." He was still searching for the words. "How didn't you tell me that?" He sat by your father's side. "You're going to be a dad, man... That's awesome!" He smiled at him, Sam looked up and smiled a little too. "Look at you, still have this baby face and is making babies already? That's my little brother!" He joked, making your father laugh a little bit too. "Look, I'm sorry about that. I wish you have told sooner."

"It's okay." He paused. "Anyway, it's your niece, right?"

"It's a girl?!" Dean was practically freaking out of happiness and disbelief.

"Actually," you father laughed "we don't know yet, obviously. But Camila has this thing, this weird feeling and she says it'll be a girl. Guess I just kind of got used to the idea."

"Just a reminder: Deanna it's a beautiful name."

"It is. But I think Camila has a cousin with the same name, Diana, not happening."

"Well, it can be a boy. And if it's not, Dean it's a great girl's middle name.."

"Sure. Keep trying."

"I'm proud of you, Sammy."

Dean was happy. Confused and worried too, but mostly happy. He just never thought too much about him or Sam having kids and definitely not so soon. But he was feeling such a joy with the idea of being your uncle. He knew you would bring happiness to your father, a happiness no one else, nothing else could. What he did not know yet, was that it wouldn't be like he imagined. Visits, seeing each other sometimes, being the coolest uncle of all time. He was all of that, yes. But you did not grow up under a roof with your parents with you all the time. You saw your father as much as you saw Dean while growing up and for many, many times, Dean was the only one who was there for you.

He thought being an uncle would be something new to him, but not so hard. He just had to do what he always did with Sammy. Well, he did take care of his little brother, but didn't raised him like he raised you. Given the circumstances, the uncle work had to be intensified - and he never wishes it would've been different; with you, he has the chance of being a father as well. Just like you with having double trouble with the two Winchesters - you can't imagine your life not being educated by two very different and so much alike brothers.

"Come in." You said from your bed.

"I haven't knocked yet." Dean said opening the door. "How do you...? Never mind." He closed the door. "So, what's happening?"

"What?"

"You are here since we got back, are you okay?"

"Yes." Ever since the talk you had with Sam, you decided to give them a break from you. Which means not leaving your room and being as quiet as possible.

"What were you doing?" He realized the papers on your table.

"Just looking for a school."

"Why?"

"Because I need a job." You answered sarcastically. Dean looked at you with a funny face, he really hoped for an answer.

"I'm sure Sam will take care of it. Don't worry, he's very smart." Well, obviously. "Try to rest, we never know when a hunt appears." You smiled at him, glad to finally have a feedback. "Good night." He said from your door.

"Good night." He left.He was being very nice with you and you realized how that was good. Usually, it's hard to win Dean's trust and concern about someone or something, but you did it faster than possible. Of course, he was remembering you too and getting every day a little bit more flexible with all this mess, but still, you know how he deals things and that's new. That's exclusive.

The day he first knew about you? He remembered just like your father. He also remembered the day he actually met your mother, right before she left the country, because they were trying to make sure you two would be fine.

Camila ran into your father's arms in the moment she saw him. She was just a couple of hours away from catching the flight. He held her tight, not wanting to let her go, ever. But, he knew he was doing better keeping you far. It was just the way it should be.

"I missed you." Was the first thing she said.

"Me too." He finally looked at her calmly. She did look a little different, nothing someone who was not your dad would notice, he just did know every single one of her inches. Then, his eyes fell into her belly. "Babe," he sounded so in love with that image in front of him "you're showing! Oh my God, look how this one is growing fast."

"I know." She turned to her purse. "Here." And handed him an envelope.

"What is it?" Dean finally got out the car.

"Hey!" He said still behind Sam.

"Camila, this is my brother Dean. Dean, this is Camila." She smiled at him and he did the same, a little bit shy.

"Nice to meet you."

"Equally." She said and then opened the zipper again."I got one for you too."

"Me?" Both Dean and Sam were surprised.

"I just figured you may want it. Open it." They opened their envelopes in synch and saw there were pictures of you in it. Sam's had a DVD too. They stayed quiet, staring at the photos with very different expressions.

"It's amazing." Sam could barely breath. You mother was holding tears of emotion in her eyes.

"How am I supposed to see a baby is this mess?" Dean was trying, it was just really confusing. Sam and you mother laughed.

"Right there, you stupid." Sam turned over to his big brother.

"Where?"

"Here." Still laughing, he pointed once again, longer now. Dean didn't say a word, his face said everything.

"I'm glad to finally say: I. Told. You." You mother spoke. "It's a girl!" She said excited. Your father grabbed his girlfriend in his arms and turned around a couple of times. Dean was glad too. For those minutes, they had nothing to worry about.

"So, do you really have a cousin named Diana?" Dean asked your mother.

"Well, I don't pronounce like you do, but yes."

"We won't name our girl Dean, Dean." Your father said smiling.

"What about Mary? Any Marys in your family?" Deep breaths, especially Sam.

"Only a Mariana." Dean nodded slowly.

They stayed together for some more minutes, talking, catching up. Your father tried to explain everything he could to your mother, but she said he could do it over the phone. She was really nice with Dean, who really liked her and felt extremely happy to see his brother over the moon when he was with her. Then, it was time to go.

"Dean, I'm glad I finally met you."

"Me too."

"Thank you for taking care of Sam."

"You're welcome. Thank you for doing it at college."

"My pleasure."

"If you need anything, you have my number."

"Thank you, again. I feel good knowing Sam is with you."

"Well, I feel good knowing you're the one carrying the little hurricane." She laughed and then opened her arms. He hesitated for two seconds before getting into the hug.

Your mother was a very friendly person, in five seconds she had Dean's heart. He wondered who was the girl Sam was so in love with and he was happy when he met Camila. Camila always knew she would like Dean, because she knew he was someone who you can always trust. That was the only time they ever met and Camila already was in the top of your uncle's people-he-cares-about list. The fact they never actually got to know each other, become friends, brother and sister-in-law, didn't change the fact she was your mother. And Dean would do anything to make sure you always had your mother in one piece by your side.

"The food is ready!" Dean screamed from the hallway, you were at your bedroom, just like you had been since you came back.

"Okay!" You screamed back. You waited until you were sure they've eaten, then you got into the kitchen and ate alone.

"Is it good?" You nodded when Dean got into the kitchen. "Not hungry?"

"Not so much."

"Are you upset with Sam or something?" He asked still far from you.

"No." He nodded and then left. But two seconds later, he was back, sitting in front of you.

"Hey, do I ever call you Hurricane?"

"No." You thought it strange. "Why?"

"I just had a couple of flashbacks, that's all."

Dean remembered your mother, the times when your father was worried with her and you far from him, and... the day - actually night, you were born. He remembered that he and your father have been trying to call your mother all day long, get in touch with her somehow, but they couldn't. They were worried, but the clock was ticking, always moving, just like them. Walking into Baby, your father's cell phone started ringing and both of them felt relived and anxious, so they stopped. It wasn't your mother, it was her best friend - that your father met a year or so before that day.

The feelings they had, were too much. Your father was nervous while listening to the woman at the other side of the line, but Dean interpreted your father's look and expressions. At first, he could barely talk, overwhelmed with the news of you being born. He was hearing all the details and got excited, wanted so hard to tell Dean who was right by his side. Then, suddenly the change in his expression was brutal and the tears were not from happiness anymore, at least not only. Two minutes after he hung up, Dean did not know what to do, but he was sure of one thing: his duty was getting even harder. Sam would need more help than ever, more support, some time and even more comfort then before. Your mother may have died in that night, but not for one second your father was all on his own.

"She's quiet."

"What?" Your father asked still looking at his laptop.

"Y/N, it's weird."

"Dean, we don't even know her yet. How do you know that?"

"Maybe that's why." He seated in front of his little brother. Sam took a very deep breath. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to make something about her situation. With the school and stuff. I truly don't know what she needs right now." He closed the laptop and looked at Dean, who was also clueless. "Hey, do you know what I remembered?"

"What?"

"You are her Godfather."

"Really?"

"Of course. I was little surprised too, I mean, you actually accepted and got into a catholic church not killing or fighting anything inside it."

"So the girl makes miracles." They laughed. "She should stay."

"Maybe. But what about her year?"

"If she's your kid, she'll be alright." Dean knew that was one of the moments Sam needed a reminder he's not alone.

"He's right." Castiel said coming into the room. "For a couple of weeks, at least. I mean, getting everything we don't have about her will be difficult, right?"

"For sure."

"While she's here. Let's make sure she leaves her bedroom during the day. She knows the place, she should feel comfortable in it." Cass added.

"I think we need to talk." Sam said a little sad. Castiel smiled at him, filling him with confidence.

Both of them waited. Castiel was trying to give Sam the cheering he needed through his facial expression, also thinking if there was something he could do to help. Dean had the quickest flashbacks ever, thanks to the face in front of him. The expression that deep inside was the same from that night, the same from the other when they talked about you.

"Now?" Sam's voice woke Dean up.

"Yes, of course." Castiel said. "She finished her meal and went straight to her bed. I'm sure you'll find her there." Sam stood up.

"Sammy, don't forget to say that she'll stay with us. And it includes traveling." Sam opened his mouth. "I'm not leaving her out or this bunker alone and not inside it either. She needs to stay with one of us." He was going to discuss once again but Cass interrupted.

"Sam, as long as she's here, I'll stay." He promised. "And if I'm needed, we'll figure it out.

"Just relax a little for now." Dean demanded. Sam blinked nervous, and breathed trying to calm down.

"Right. Thanks guys."

"She sings." Castiel said once your father went talk to you.

"Really?"

"A lot. Especially in the car or any other places where she listens to rock."

"Good taste." They agreed. "That's what you're remembering?"

"Yes, why?" Cass got worried.

"Because from what I can recall, she is a mess."

"Probably, she's a teenager."

"Not talking about her now." Dean explained. "Castiel, Y/N is definitely from this family." Cass smiled. "She handles it."

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