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Kooky for Luci

Title: Kooky for Luci

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 544

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: I hope you like Lucifer, because here’s on that I liked writing! I thought the title was witty and cute! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! Request some Christmas drabbles from THIS list? <3

Ever since you ran into Lucifer a few years ago, you couldn’t stop thinking about him.  You couldn’t help but think about how it would feel to be wrapped up in his arms.  You wondered what it would be like to kiss him.  You started to feel like you had a schoolgirl crush on him, except that’s what it was.  You were smitten with Satan.

Dean snapped your attention back to reality when he shook your arm.  “[Y/N], are you ready?  Remember, you’re just going to go down to the cage to talk to him.  See what it’ll take for him to help us,” Dean instructed.  

You nodded, climbing out of Baby’s back seat.  You were immediately greeted with Castiel’s nervous smile.  “So just to be clear, you think Lucifer likes me, and that’s why he’ll help us,” you spoke, trying to keep your excitement to yourself.

“That’s what we believe, yes,” Castiel spoke, his voice serious.  “Come on [Y/N], we must go now.”

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Have you ever been in love ...

Hii! I was wondering if you could maybe do a Hermione X reader where the reader is really confused and she gets detention with Snape for zoning out and they like talk about it cause the reader is visibly upset and he’s still a bit of an asshole about it but he’s cute and comforts her that’s it okay to like girls and then she takes his advice and kisses Hermione or something?? So sorry for the long request, I just love Snape and being gay, there aren’t all that many Hermione fics :)) thank you <3

Ever since Y/N fell in love with a certain brown haired girl, she had been zoning out during classes or lunch or just when she’s wandering through the castle. And most of the times she could find an excuse for not paying attention, but this time she couldn’t.

“Miss Y/L/N, could you repeat what I just said?”, Snape’s cold and harsh voice sounded through the room. His voice bouncing of the stone walls. Y/N’s cheeks turned a deep red shade as she mumbled a small no. Snape scoffed, glaring in her direction. “I thought so, have you ever thought of paying attention in this class? I highly recommend it, since potions isn’t your best subject now, is it?”, Snape said, walking to the front of the class, “this earns you detention for tonight”. Y/N groaned, laying her head on her desk. She could hear the snickers coming from behind her. She turned around, giving Draco and his friends a glare and then turned her attention towards Snape again, before he could give her even more detention.

“What’s wrong with you lately, Y/N/N? You’ve been acting weird”, Harry said as he, Y/N, Hermione and Ron walked out the common room. They had spend the rest of their evening in the cosy room. The trio had offered to walk with Y/N to Snape’s classroom, where she would spend the rest of the evening doing whatever Snape tells her to. Y/N sighed, running her hand through her slightly messy hair. “it’s complicated, I can’t tell you guys, at least not now, maybe … maybe another time”, she explained, looking at the trio, who were all eyeing her curiously. “well, whenever you’re ready, we’re here”, Ron said, knowing the his best friend didn’t want to talk about it now. Y/N smiled at him, thanking him silently.

Y/N stood in front of the dark brown wooden door, only now realizing how hard her heart was beating, how fast. She laid her hand on her chest, hoping it would somehow calm the beating down. After taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door, waiting for Snape to let her in. The door flew open, revealing the dim, cold classroom where she sat earlier. “come in”, Snape’s voice said. Y/N’s steps sounded like a gun that fired bullet after bullet. Snape pointed at the chair that stood right in front of him. “if Dumbledore wasn’t so concerned over one his favourite students, I’d let you clean every single thing that stood in this very room without using even an inch of magic, but since Dumbledore is Dumbledore, I’m here to talk to you, about your recent behaviour”, Snape stated calmly, yet irritated. Y/N shuffled awkwardly on the chair, she had hoped that if a teacher ever wanted to talk to her about her feelings or general behaviour, that it was McGonagall.

Snape saw how awkward Y/N was and sighed. “it’s as much fun for me as it is for you, miss Y/L/N. so let’s be quick, so we can all leave this behind us”, Snape looked at Y/N who was now playing with her skirt, that looked suddenly so much more interesting. “so?”, Snape said, waiting for Y/N to say what was on her mind. “Sir, have you ever been in love with someone .. that’s just out of your league, or that you know that would never feel the same for you as you do for that person?”, Y/N asked. She could see Snape tense up. His body language suddenly a lot less intimidating than when she walked in the room. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about”, Snape said after another second. “is this the problem? Love?”, Snape asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Y/N’s pink cheeks. She nodded, her hair bouncing up and down. “Who is it?”, Snape said, sounding like he didn’t even care, “who is the boy?” “well sir, that’s the problem, it’s not a boy”, Y/N said, feeling even more uncomfortable. Snape his eyes went wide for a second, before turning to the same cold glare. “a girl? Well-“ “do you think people will have a problem with it? What will they say? What if my parents kick me out? I don’t know what to do!”, Y/N said, tears filling her eyes as she started thinking about all the possible scenarios that could happen. Snape took a deep breath, carefully thinking about what he would say to Y/N.

“listen to me miss Y/L/N, why would you care what people say about you? Why do you want to hide the real you for people that won’t even remember you in a few years from now on?”, Snape said. Y/N looked at the man, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I-I don’t know”, She confessed. “That’s because you’re confused, because you’ve never really loved anybody like you love this girl now, you might have thought so, but deep down you knew it wasn’t who you really are”, Snape went on.

Y/N looked at her feet, realizing that Snape might be right. “so why listen to hate? Why wait with saying how you feel. There will be obstacles on your way to happiness, but the important thing is that you pick yourself up again when you fall, don’t let love be an obstacle, let love guide you”, Snape said. “wow sir, I’ve never thought I’d ever have this conversation with you and actually learning something”, Y/N murmured. She could see a faint grin on Snape’s face. He stood up, turning with his back to Y/N. “You can go now, but only if you tell the girl how you feel, before it is too late”, Snape said. Y/N stood up from the chair, looking at Snape one more time. “thank you sir, really, thank you”, Y/N said before running out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

The corridor was empty, expect from Peeves, who was hiding behind an armour, waiting for Filch to pass him. Y/N ran as fast as she could, up the stairs to go to the Gryffindor common room. “password?” “Baubles”, Y/N said, trying to catch her breath before entering the warm and crowded room. Her eyes searched for the person that she needed to see now. She stood on her toes, hoping to see above the sea of students. “Y/N?”, a soft voice from behind her said. She turned around, facing Hermione, her hair was a mess and she was holding a book in her left hand. “back already? We’ve thought you’d be gone till-“, Hermione stated before a pair of lips cut her off.

Hermione was shocked, not knowing what to do, but eventually she gave in and kissed back. Her hand roamed Y/N’s back, the other one dropping the book on the floor. The common room fell silent, and the two of them pulled back. Only now Y/N realized that all eyes were on her and Hermione. “I’ve wanted you to do that for ages now”, Hermione was the first one to speak. “I was scared, I didn’t know what to do, how people would react”, Y/N said in a silent tone, almost a whisper, “but I realized that I don’t care, that I only need you and all the others can piss off”. Hermione giggled and kissed Y/N once more. “I’m glad you finally realized that, took you long enough”.

A/N: Hello loves, I’m sorry it took me so long to write, I’m super busy, I have lots of work and lots of internships, I’m so sorry! I’ll try to write whenever I can.

Warm Me Up Part 4

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Ever since they’d gone to get Sonic, Nico seemed a bit distant. He would talk to Will if he saw him, but he’d find a reason to leave. At first he didn’t mind. They were plausible reasons. He had to get his homework before his next class, or he needed to get his charger, or even because there was a show about to come on that he loved.

It wasn’t until he’d run into him while he was smoking that he realized it was on purpose.

He saw Nico at a table outside. He’d just sat down and he was pulling out a carton of cigarettes. He was alone, not really looking at anything in particular. He didn’t have a book or a laptop or any form of homework. It was just Nico in his leather jacket and scuffed boots with a newly lit cigarette pressed against his lips.

He walked over and nudged his shoulder. Nico looked up at him and offered a smile. “Hey,” he greeted.

“Hey. I thought you were trying to quit?”

Nico let out a long stream of smoke, away from Will and shrugged. “I am. Today’s a cheat day.” Will hummed. “Baby steps,” he shrugged.

He scratched his head and took a deep breath. Will nodded and figured he had no right to tell him how to quit. “Well, hey, I was going to watch that new movie that just came out, the one with the obsessed boyfriend or something. Did you want to go with me?”

Brown eyes, so dark they looked like onyx, flickered up to him. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly and sniffed. “I have an essay due online, I can’t. But thanks.” He flicked his cigarette then put it out on the ash tray. “I think I should work on that. I’ve been procrastinating here for a few hours already.”  

Will raised his eyebrows and clenched his jaw. He only hummed. The lie hurt, and it made him wonder what other lies Nico might have told him. The worst part was that Will knew he would’ve believed him if he hadn’t seen Nico walking and sitting down no more than ten minutes ago. And he’d put out a new cigarette just to get away.

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Lucifer’s Preening

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Title: Lucifer’s Preening

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 1,209

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: This is a second part to An Angel’s Preening   which was requested by @cadyjay and @mylittlesupertimewolf. I hope you all love this as much as I do <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! <3

Ever since you preened Gabriel and Castiel’s wings, word about it traveled around in heaven.  You knew Balthazar had to be the one who spilled the beans.  You didn’t want to spend your days preening the wings of every angel in heaven.  You needed to get some air.  You grabbed your coat, brushing past the Winchester brothers.  “I’ll be back in an hour or two.  I just need some fresh air,” you shouted over your shoulder.

“Be careful out there,” Dean yelled, his voice stern.

“Always am,” you shot back.  You smiled to yourself at how protective they were of you.  You climbed the stairs, exiting the bunker in a hurry.  If you had to preen another set of wings you were going to go insane.  

As you walked down the road, your eyes scanned the area around you.  It was peaceful and quiet; just what you needed.  You felt the breeze flow through your hair as you closed your eyes.  Your eyes shot open at the sudden sensation of someone or something else’s hands on you.  When you looked around, you noticed you weren’t by the bunker anymore.  You were in some strange room in a building.

You looked around the strange room, suddenly all alone.  You shrugged, “I guess I’ll just leave.”  You grabbed the blade you kept in your jacket.

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Your Wish Is My Command ch. 4

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Ever since their talk on the roof, Will had become more solemn. He smiled, he laughed, he kissed and hugged Nico, but there was an ancient sadness in his eyes that reminded Nico just how old he was.

Finally, it became too much. Nico pulled him aside as they walked through the mall and looked him in his bright blue, shocked eyes. “Okay, what’s going on? What are you thinking? Why are you upset?”

“I never said I was-”

“I can see it. In your eyes. You’re upset but I don’t know why.” Will opened his mouth and closed it again, sighing in resignation.

“Not here,” he said. That was it.

It left Nico confused and unsettled. And it wasn’t until they were back home that Will brought it up again. Hazel was out with friends, his father was still working. They sat in his room. Will played with his hands and frowned. “Remember what you said about love?” Nico frowned. “That it was when you wanted to spend the rest of your life with someone?” Nico gulped.

Silence stretched between the two. Nico didn’t know where he was going with this. He wasn’t telling him he loved him. He wouldn’t be so upset. So what was he saying?

Suddenly, his eyes flickered up to Nico’s and he gave him a sad smile. “Nico… I don’t age.” A chill went through his body. He looked at Will, the ancient look in his eyes, and remained quiet. “I’m going to look like this forever. Even if I want to spend my life with you… I can’t.”

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Masters Of Confidence

PART 4 

BTS - You

Word count: 1,342

Summary: Be careful who you trust, the devil was once an angel…

                       And these angels wanted to be remembered….

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 -  Part 7




Ever thought about what it meant to be free?


When we are born, we are dependent on our parents, or the people who raise us. As we grow up and live with them, we have to live by their rules. Once you are out of the nest, responsibilities knock on your doors. Get a job, make a living, maybe start your own family… 


You will never be fully free when your mind is filled with things you need or what people expect of you to do, and not what you want to. But as human beings, we take these as daily occurrences. We only feel trapped when our body is not free anymore. Being in jail for instance… I’ve been there, long story, not nice. I know what it felt like to be held back, feel tied up and, sadly, as I followed a man who probably had psychological problems, without anyone physically forcing me to, my mind was like an eagle in a bird cage.


I was cornered, behind the cold metal that was made by someone else, once again.


“There are holes in your logic that can’t be filled.” I said, walking behind him “One of your friends already suggested me to steal for you, but another quickly dismissed the idea.”


He made a gesture in the air as I watched his back “Because you might sell us out. I know. But you can help for something else.”

“For what?” I asked “Just so you know I am not good with blood, so if-“

“Can you stop that?” he barked “We are not a gang.”

I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see “Well you still must have a relation with one.”

He stopped abruptly and turned around, his hands now in his pockets, with the bag in his left shoulder. “Why would you say that?”

“The place you stay, that part of the town, had a local gang right? I remember them being on the news once.” I answered “I thought it might have been you.”

He laughed humorlessly “You actually thought we were those idiots? I am offended.”

“But you know them.”

His stare turned darker if it was even possible. He took a few steps till he was so close to my face that I smell his perfume. “What are you implying?”

“You referred to them as idiots. I was right about you knowing them on a personal level. Not a good relationship I suppose.”

“Fast hands and a big mouth.” He replied, turning his back once again “If you have the energy to talk, you can walk. Now move.”

So I did.


The eagle was now in a room full of wolves.

 

Four of them to be exact…


The two, Joon and Jungkook, were standing near the entrance, and others were right in front of me.

The group not being complete made me more nervous as the last time it happened; I was followed by an attractive psychopath.

“She has nothing?” Namjoon asked as the other finished the story “Not even a penny?”

He shook his head, disappointed “Well I went inside her house,” he sighed “And-“

“You did what?” I interrupted, as he continued without explaining himself. I was not feeling scared for my life, but thinking about the condition of the house and the laundry that I had everywhere.


That little shit saw everything.


“And even if we sold everything it wouldn’t make much. I would, believe me, but then you would complain about ethics.”

I would probably be offended if everything he said wasn’t right. But the house wasn’t mine and it was cheap compared to the place they were staying.

Just like last time, I was brought to a place which looked like an abandoned storage, dragged to what seemed like a common room, with a living and dining area. Other rooms once again were closed shut, making me wonder what they were hiding in those. Everywhere was filled with books, magazines and papers, computers were set on the table, and there was a huge monitor on the wall.

What did they use it for? Epic game battles?

The furniture was dark, mostly leather, with metal parts. It could have been called a bachelors house but the table for eight killed the illusion before it even started.

“That’s why I brought her here. I know you hated it when Jin did the same. But we can use a hand.”

I looked at him and snorted, making their heads turn to see what humored me. It only made it worse that they were all looking confused and innocent.

“Sorry, but I don’t give hand jobs for free.”

They stood in their places as it hit them. Expressions on their faces turned from confused to shocked in a matter of seconds before Yoongi, who changed his hair color since last time, burst into laughter. Others were too distracted to even do anything as he sat next to me, holding his belly. “She has no sense of danger.” He explained.

“She is insane.” Namjoon said.

“I agree with that.” I replied “As long as I don’t go behind the bars once again, I will do what it takes.”

“You’ve been to jail?”

“So I was right from the start.” Spoke Jin and Yoongi at once.

Namjoon looked deep in thought for a second, his hands folded in front of him, before a smirk appeared on his face.

“You were good at observing,” He stated “and fast.”

“I take pride in that.” I replied, wondering where the conversation was going.

“You will pay us back,” he started “by doing what we ask you to do without asking questions. To observe, find information or doing simple things like organizing, cleaning and delivering. A silent bottom dog. And as the time goes, you will save enough from other jobs to pay us. Deal?”

He offered a hand and smiled darkly.

“I have two questions.” I answered looking at his open palm.

“Didn’t I just say no questions?” he asked irritated.

“I will stop once the deal starts.” I said as he lowered his hand and took a few steps back.

“Just two then.”

“First, where are the others?”

Just to make sure they will not be following me tonight, I thought.

He stopped, thinking for an answer carefully. “They are working.”

“Second, what kind of work is it that you do?” I asked gesturing all of them with my finger. His answer was ready this time as he replied with a smug expression.

“We are artists.”

I didn’t understand his point at first. He was clearly mocking me, but I promised I would ask no more than two. I turned around, standing up, and looked at my surroundings once again. Everything that the room contained made the pieces in my head fall into their places and it hit me at once.

Full of confidence, I took his hand and shook it firmly.

“Deal.”

Jin, who now stood behind me was first to react. “No objections?” he asked, with furrowed eyebrows “You are accepting to be some kind of servant, a slave even, and no objections?”

“I realized that I can’t escape from a stubborn group who won’t stop following me till I pay back.” I replied.

“So you wanted to control what we can see by being close.” Yoongi said.

“Yes. If you were a gang I would try to run, but I can see that you need whatever you can earn, and now that I know what you really are…” I let the sentence hang in air, shrugging.

“Which is?” he urged me to continue, smiling slightly with half closed lids.

They weren’t a pack of wolves ready to attack. I was stupid enough to think they could be dangerous at first, but I kept my word and my honor, well if I actually had one, didn’t let me back off without paying back.

These men were not a pack, no. They were crows. Intelligent and independent… Masters of confidence…

“Artists” I said “Con-artists.”




IMPORTANT: I need another group and a member of it to mention in this series….Any suggestions?


I am so sorry that this took so long but I was busy with my projects, term papers and midterms….

Real life happens I guess…

Please know that English is not my first language so if you see a mistake you can message me privately.


The story is mine. Do not copy without my permission.

Anyway thank you for reading. Have a nice day!

-Eris

Pancakes For Days (Deadpool x Reader)

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Fandom: Marvel

Character: Wade Wilson

Persona: Female

Word Count: 334

Drabble Friday: since you already did one with Deadpool i was thinking of asking one too based on a picture i saw of him making thousands of pancakes in the comics. Could you do one where a shield agent(male or female) has to work a imssion with Wade and one wakes up to fiend the kitchen filled with pancakes. After that because neither of them can eat that much they decided to put them in boxes and visit child hospitals give the kids all the pancakes. thank you

For kjs-s, sorry it’s late lovely <3


Ever since you had been partnered with Deadpool things had never been the same, mostly it was a good change but sometimes you felt like strangling him. Even though Shield had said that your partnership was over, he still hung around with you at every moment he had.

You had been given a mission last night so you were currently sleeping so you’d be able to perform efficiently tomorrow. You awoke to the smell of something sweet. You were confused until you realised who it was, “Wade” you sighed to yourself and got out of bed.

He was stood cooking in front of your stove, on the side next to him was a mountain of pancakes. “How do you like your eggs in the morning?” he sung swaying to the tune in his head. “DEADPOOL!” you shouted making him jump, he recovered by placing another pancake on the side, “Fertilized?” he said, you knew he was smirking from the dent in his mask.

“You’re disgusting” you scolded him, shaking your head you watched as he started to make more. “What can I say?” Wade grinned and started to whistle. “Wade I think you should stop” you said coming to stand next to him. “Stop what?” he asked in slight confusion.

“Making pancakes”, you told him but before he could get upset you explained why, “There’s too much for us to eat!”. Deadpool dropped the spatula, “Well we better start eating them then. After five pancakes for you and at least twenty for Wade, you were both full.

“What are we going to do with these?” you asked gesturing to the huge pile. Deadpool turned to look at nothing, “What do you think reader?”. You frowned at Deadpool,”Who are you talking too?”. “YES! THAT’S A GREAT IDEA!” Wade suddenly exclaimed.

“What is?” you asked again. “We should take them to the children’s hospital!” he said with a grin. “That’s a great idea Wade!” you smiled and set to work to box them all up.

The Perfect Hell

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Title: The Perfect Hell

Characters: Sam x Reader, Lucifer

Word Count: 943

Warnings: angst

A/N: This was requested by an Anon! I hope you all love this! Feedback is welcomed an appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3

Ever since the day you died, Sam never saw house fires the same way.  He didn’t see the fire that engulfed the structure.  He saw you; the girl he couldn’t save.  Even though it happened ten years ago, he remembered it as if it had happened just yesterday.

“How sweet,” Lucifer teased.  “You’re still thinking about [Y/N] aren’t you?”  Lucifer and Sam were stuck in the cage with Michael and Adam, but Lucifer focused on making Sam’s hell the worst.  He wanted to trudge up the worst of his memories of Sam’s life.  It was the best method of torture Lucifer could think of.

“Don’t you say her name,” Sam growled.  “[Y/N] was a friend.”

“You weren’t a good friend then, Sam Winchester,” Lucifer mused.  “After all, you did let [Y/N] die.”

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I Win!

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Title: I Win!

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 848

Warnings: none!

A/N: Happy Sweet Treat Saturday!! This was requested by an Anon! I hope you all enjoy some Gabriel cuteness!! I wouldn’t say this is FLUFF, but you’ll know what I mean ;) Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much!! <3 <3

Ever since you met Gabriel the archangel, things have been different around the bunker.  When you were in the same room as Gabriel the air was always thick with tension.  You and Gabriel were always arguing or disagreeing about something.  It was beginning to drive Sam, Dean, and Castiel insane.  You liked the rush you got from arguing with Gabriel.  

Dean and Sam called you to the dungeon.  You figured they had a demon they needed to get information out of.  You were great at that sort of thing.  You made your way to the dungeon, whistling all the way there.  They ushered you inside.  It appeared to you that they were not pleased with whatever was going on.

Once you entered the dungeon your eyes met Gabriel’s amber ones.  The dungeon door quickly shut behind you.  “What the hell guys,” you shouted, banging on the dungeon’s door.  “Let me out.”

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