as some of you may have noticed, I have a Priest!Kink. And this was
an idea I came up with last night. It’s just super smutty… I hope
you all enjoy it! Dirty birds ;) xox
Knocking on the motel
room door a couple of times before entering, you smirked as you saw
Sam and Dean. Both of them were wearing smart trousers and a button
down shirt; they both looked handsome but it was also incredibly
strange to see them out of plaid and jeans. Dean let out a low
whistle as he saw what you were wearing. A black halter-neck 50’s
style pencil dress with some black heels.
“Don’t you think
that’s a little inappropriate for where we’re going, princess?” he
queried as he lifted a brow.
smirked, sitting on the bed as the three of you waited for Castiel to
leave the bathroom. “A girl can’t look sexy when she’s going to
Sam chuckled and shook
his head. The four of you were on a hunt, a suspected poltergeist
haunting at a local church in Missouri. Unfortunately, those at the
church didn’t seem to want to talk to anyone about it, which
definitely made your job harder. So, after a few drinks at a local
bar, Dean had come up with the ingenious plan to send Cas undercover
as a priest to try and get some information and scope the place out.
You and Sam agreed it would be a good idea, much to the angel’s
protests, and now he was getting ready to perform his first sermon,
which had not been part of the plan.
The bathroom door
opened and Dean laughed loudly at the look of disdain on Castiel’s
face. You, however, found yourself squeezing your thighs together at
the sight. Seeing him dressed all in black other than the white of
his collar was making you think about the angel in a whole new way.
“I feel very
uncomfortable,” he told Sam, his brow furrowing.
“You look fine,
buddy,” Sam clapped him on the shoulder and started pushing Dean
toward the door. “And who knows the Bible better than you, right?”
Standing, you smoothed
your dress down and gave Cas a final once over, biting your lip
gently as you made your way to the car. He lifted a brow and followed
you outside, sliding into the back seat of the Impala with you.
Sam and Dean were
chatting in the front seat as you and Cas sat quietly in the back.
You couldn’t stop thinking about him in that outfit and the things
you wanted him to do to you whilst wearing it. You smiled a little as
you shook your long hair over your shoulder, turning to face the road
as you prayed to him.
“Would it be a sin
to tell you how hot you look like that, Castiel?”
at the handsome angel out of the corner of your eye, you saw his head
snap to you immediately, his sapphire eyes suddenly filled with heat
as he stared at you.
“Incredibly…”His voice echoed through
your mind. You took a deep breath and squeezed your thighs together
harder. This was going to be a really long service…
Lend Me Your Jacket - It’s the morning after the Homecoming dance and Jughead is still upset with Betty after everything that happened, but even through his anger and their fighting, he still remains to be a gentleman
Runaways - Jughead decides to get on the bus to Florida after all, and Betty decides to join him
You Are Not Alone - Betty comforts Jughead after his mom says he can’t move to Toledo with her
Wash My Hair - Jughead finds himself in a sticky situation when a little girl drops an ice cream cone in his hair at a carnival, and Betty offers to wash it for him
We’re Not Invincible - Jughead comforts Betty after she find “Go to hell Serpent Slut” written on her locker
Secrets Revealed (1,2,3,4,5) - Betty and Jughead’s friends and family find out about their relationship [COMPLETE]
The Marriage Pact (1) - Betty and Jughead made a pact when they were younger - if neither of them are married by thirty-five, they will just tie the knot with each other. Will Jughead sabotage every relationship Betty has in the meantime just so he can fulfill the pact?
Missing (1) (2) - Betty gets kidnapped and her friends band together to search for her [COMPLETE]
The Girl From the Journal (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) - Jughead Jones has been writing about a girl he has never met before, but when he leaves his journal at his favorite coffee shop one day, an unsuspecting young woman finds it without knowing that the stranger who wrote it was actually writing about her
A Car With a Story (1) - Betty and her father have decided to fix up cars together again in order to fix Betty’s broken heart after Jughead moved to Toledo. As she comes across these old cars, she imagines what her life with Jughead could have been like if they were around with these cars were in their prime. Will this help her come to terms with why Jughead left? Or will it make her miss him even more?
Riding Into Danger (1) - Jughead is there for Betty when she gets herself into trouble searching for her newfound brother
Friends With Benefits (1) (2) (3) (4) [COMPLETE] - AU: Jughead never went to Riverdale High and never became friends with Betty and the gang the way they were supposed to. Archie, Jughead, and Betty were close in middle school, but once they parted ways and Jughead followed in his father’s footsteps of becoming a Serpent, their relationship was never the same.
Summary: Y/N works in a small diner in a small town in West Virginia. She’s got a heavy load on her plate and to top it all off she has a more than unpleasant encounter with none other than Sebastian Stan.
A/N: So this is a sort of series that I’m gonna start. I hope you like it, not 100% sure where I want it to go yet but we’ll play it by ear! As per usual, comments and opinions are ALWAYS welcome and requests are open :)
The alarm clock rang through your small apartment signifying the start of your tiresome day. You loved your job but the 4:30 am wake-up calls just to make your shift at 5:30 were brutal. You dragged your barely awake body out of the comforts of your duvet and blankets and mindlessly walked to the bathroom. Rubbed your eyes and looked in the mirror. Your eyes widened in shock at your appearance, the dark circles under your eyes even more prominent than ever.
“Thank god for makeup hey Sebastian?” You mumbled as your cat rubbed against your legs. You leaned down to pet the fur ball and picked him up to kiss his on his soft, furry cheek. “You know Sebastian, I’m convinced you’re gonna be the only man in my life forever. How does that sound buddy?” He meowed at you and you smiled as you put him down. “Yea, that’s what I thought,” you chuckled.You turned the knob in the shower waiting until the water was warm enough. You cleaned yourself off, hoping that somehow the shower would make you look less dead than before. You shivered as you stepped back in to the cold air and wiped the condensation off the mirror. You scrunched your face at the girl staring back at you in the mirror.
Stepping out in to your bedroom, you stood in front of your small closet and pulled out the dress you had to wear for work at the diner. You slipped in to the 50’s style dress that closely resembled a pinup dress and curled your hair to perfection before doing your makeup, heavy enough to cover your blemishes and dark circles but not too heavy. You finished off with the red lipstick and headed out to start your day. “Bye Sebastian! I’ll see you tonight, love you,” you yelled out to your cat who just meowed in return. You locked the door and headed towards the small diner that had been the same since the 1950’s, hence the uniform.
“Morning Y/N!” The older lady behind the counter had worked there since she was 16 and she was always a friendly face in the early morning hours.
“Morning Carla! How’s it hanging? How did Dave’s doctors appointment go?” You smiled back at her. When you first moved out to Brooklyn she had really helped you get on your feet. She gave you the job at the diner claiming you were “full of potential, smiles, and hot coffee”. You smiled at the memories of your first few days with Carla.
“Oh his appointment went just fine dear, personally I think he should get some brain tests done, he’s getting loopier every day!” She laughed as you shook your head.
The doorbell rang and you both raised your heads to see who could be coming this early in the morning. People didn’t usually start coming in until around 7:30, you looked down at your watch ad saw that it was only 6:00. The two men sauntered in and sat at one of the tables in the far corner.
“Man, I’m telling you. Best diner in all of West Virginia. Me and the family would drive out here every summer when we were kids and growing up. They have the very best coffee, and their apple pie is absolutely to die for,” the one with the facial hair gushed.
“Man, I believe you,” the other one chuckled as he ran a hand through his hair.
You walked over pulling out your small notepad ready to take their orders.
“Morning gentlemen, what can I get for you today?” you said as you looked up at the two. Hmm, weird they look super familiar, you thought to yourself. You stared at them quizzically before you snapped out of your thoughts. “Wow I’m so sorry, you guys just look super familiar,” you mentioned. The one with the facial hair chuckled and smiled while the other just rolled his eyes.
“Chris Evans,” the one man spoke, reaching out his hand. You shook it cautiously and turned your look to the other.
“Sebastian Stan,” he said quietly, obviously pretty grumpy.
“Hey! That’s my cat’s name! Not after you of course, I don’t know you. It’s the crab from Little Mermaid. But sorry guys, names don’t sound familiar, I probably just have the wrong people or something. Anyway, I’m sorry. I’m gonna start from the top,” you laughed. “Morning! What can I get for you guys?”
“I’ll have a coffee and a slice of your apple pie,” Chris smiled.
“Yea, coffee,” Sebastian muttered, putting a damper on your chipper mood.
“Well I’ll be damned, Chris Evans. What are you doing in my diner? It’s been years,” Carla’s happy voice sounded throughout the diner. She walked over, arms reached out for a hug. Chris stood up and walked towards her.
“Carla! Wow you look great,” Chris said as he winked at her. He embraced her and sat back down again. “How are the kids Carla?”
“Oh they’re doing just great. How have you been? Making movies like you always told me you would. Gosh I haven’t seen you since you were just a boy. How are your parents?” Carla was always the sweetest woman. You slipped away, only hearing bits and pieces of their conversation as you poured their coffee and grabbed a piece of the classic pie.
“Coffee for you,” you said as you placed a mug in front of Sebastian who looked even more unimpressed than before, “and coffee and pie for you,” you said as Chris smiled at you.
“Can’t we get this to go?” Sebastian asked sending a disgusted expression your way. Your smile faltered and you looked down.
“Oh, uhm… I can pack that up for you and get you some to-go cups for the coffee…” you muttered as you turned away.
“C’mon man. What the hell was that about?” Chris shoved the man side him.
“Whatever Chris. She’s too happy, she’s annoying. Can we just get out of here?” Sebastian complained. Your heart sank as you overheard his words. You walked back to their table with two fresh coffee’s to go and a new slice of pie for Chris.
“Well if you guys need anything else, just let me know,” you said quietly, not making eye contact with either of the two men. You walked away, head hung low and hands intertwined in front of you.
“God look at her now, she’s all pouty and upset,” Sebastian commented with an aggravated tone.
“Hmm. I wonder why. Maybe the customer she’s serving is a total cock,” Chris said to Sebastian.
“Language Chris,” Carla shouted throughout the diner making you chuckle. Customers started pouring in as you hurried to attend to each and every customer, stopping to chat with the regulars a bit.
“Hey! Can we get the bill, we have places to go,” Sebastian shouted rudely. One of the older ladies that came in everyday made eye contact and rolled her eyes at the rude man.
“You don’t worry about him sweetie, I’ll kick his ass if I have to,” she said earning a loud laugh from you.
“Thanks Sherry but I should be fine. I’ll let you know if I need your assistance though,” you said as you winked at her. You walked over to Chris and Sebastian and handed them their bill, everything on the house except for the first two coffees.
“Morning Y/N,” the old man bellowed as he walked in to the now crowded diner.
“Morning Charles! The usual?” You yelled back. You turned back to Chris and Sebastian, already knowing the answer. “Alright guys, dollar fifty for each coffee, that’s three dollars,” you said.
“Well yea, no shit,” Sebastian muttered.
They left the three dollars and a nice tip from Chris and stood up. “Thanks guys, have a nice day,” you smiled.
“You too Y/N, sorry about my friend, he’s not usually this much of an asshole,” Chris explained.
“Language Chris,” Carla shouted, earning a hearty laugh from Chris.
You made your rounds, making it through rush hour so there was only a select few that spent their mornings here. This diner started up in 1934 so most of the customers that came in were old and familiar with the classic diner. You saw these people almost everyday and soon became close enough with the patrons of the diner.
“Refill on the coffee Sherry?” You asked making your way over to her table and taking a seat to give your feet a break.
“Oh that would be lovely dear. That boy leave you alone?” She inquired.
“Nah but whatever, probably never going to see him again so it doesn’t matter. I’ve dealt with worse. Right Charles?” You shouted the last part to the man sitting a few tables away. He got startled and muttered a quick ‘yea’ as you chuckled. “How’re the kids doing?” You asked Sherry, keeping yourself up to date on your elderly friends.
“Oh they’re good! I’ve got one just a few years older than you Y/N, you should meet him, sweet boy,” Sherry bragged giving you a wink.
“Thanks Sherry but I’m off the market. I’m taking a break from boys.”
“It’s true! We get a bunch of young fellas coming in here just to talk to our Y/N but she shoots them all down! Poor guys. Y/N hunny are a lesbian?” Carla asked bluntly.
“No Carla I’m not a lesbian, I just want to take a break from boys, find myself, y’know?” Carla rolled her eyes at your lame excuse. It was true though, sure you had seen some attractive guys, you had met some nice men who would treat you right but they just weren’t for you so you decided to take a break.
“Y/N what about sex? Are you getting laid?” Sherry asked making you choke a little bit on the coffee you had been sipping. Your cheeks turned a bright red, even under the makeup you were wearing.
“Sherry! I’m fine, I don’t need a man to feel good,” you laughed uncomfortably.
“Whatever you say dear.” She turned her focus back to the crossword she was working on. You stood up and went behind the counter to start a new pot of coffee. The rest of your shift went by in a flash and you took off your apron and hung it up in the staff room. “Bye everyone! I’ll see you tomorrow guys!” You waved to everyone and heard a chorus of goodbyes. You sighed as you ran home to change in to your uniform for your second job at a bar in the heart of Brooklyn. You quickly changed in to your shorts and the shirt they assigned you.
“Afternoon Dave! Want me to kick your ass at pool today again?” He just laughed and shook his head at you as entered the empty bar.
“I don’t get it Y/N. How are you so happy all the time?” He questioned, your smile contagious as he saw you.
“Well I don’t know Dave. I guess I just don’t see the point in being mad or sad, that’s gonna get you nowhere. Instead of focusing on the bad like how my sink is leaking again, my bedroom door won’t close because of the hinges, how Sebastian puked everywhere last night, and how I had the biggest asshole of a customer this morning, I focus on the good things. Like how I’m living in the cutest town ever, in a cozy apartment that I love, I love all the people I work with, and I’m good at pool,” you concluded. He smiled at you and tossed you your apron. Two customer walked in to the bar and you widened your eyes. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, David can you please take those guys over there?”
“Why? Bad lay?” he joked.
“No, the one with the longer hair was the total asshole this morning and I’d rather not be victim to his douchebaggery.” You hid behind the counter and walked around them to get to your tables that needed cleaning.
“Hey! You’re Y/N. The girl from the diner! What are you doing here?” You cringed when you heard Chris talking to you. You slowly turned around and saw both men staring at you.
“Oh well I work three jobs so it’s not hard to see me around the city,” you explained.
“This girl is a machine. All she does is work but I’ve never seen someone with that much energy and I’ve definitely never had a better server,” Dave boasted and he cleaned glasses behind the bar.
“Probably a fuckin’ coke head,” Sebastian muttered. You turned away and focused on cleaning tables, choosing to ignore his rude comment.
“Hey man, I hate to be like this but she’s practically family. If you don’t respect her then I can’t really have you in the bar,” Dave defended. You smirked when you heard his words. Dave was a huge guy, six foot something, all muscle, and covered in tattoos. He was a big teddy bear but he could be scary if he needed to be.
“Fine. I’ll just have a Budweiser then,” Sebastian grumbled. After you finished cleaning up you headed towards the pool table, deciding to practice your shots until more people came in to the bar. You looked up and saw a figure standing at the end of the table.
“Hey, mind if I join you?” Chris said. You hummed and nodded towards the cues as you rearranged the balls in a perfect triangle.
“Do you want to break?” You offered. He nodded and split the balls. Across the bar Dave leaned over to chat with the only other person in the bar.
“She’s good. I guarantee she’ll kick his ass,” Dave commented. Sebastian rolled his eyes.
“She can’t be that good,” Sebastian countered.
“Well you see, she doesn’t really have many people out here except for the people at the diner and here so she spends most of her time here, even her days off, practicing pool and just helping out around the bar so when pool is pretty much all you do, you get good. She’s kicked my ass more times than I can count. Little minx that one is, plays dumb and makes bets she knows she’ll win. She made over two grand in one night,” Dave explained, a proud look on his face. Sebastian nodded and turned back towards his beer. Dave was right, she was kicking Chris’ ass, she was really good, but he would never admit that.
Before Steve had even sunk two, Y/N had sunk all her balls, giving him a cocky smirk as she leaned against the pool table.
“Hey Y/N, take it easy on him, he’s new here, make him feel welcome,” Dave shouted across the bar. You laughed and looked up at Chris as he looked stunned at the outcome of the game. “I’m assuming you’re the dick she had to deal with this morning?” Sebastian rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Well lay off her. She a good girl, she doesn’t need that kind of negativity in her life.” Sebastian scoffed and stared at him in disbelief.
“Everyone needs a little negativity sometimes,” Sebastian said in a neutral voice.
“Not Y/N. She’s got plenty but somehow she still manages to make everyone around her happy.” Dave stared at Y/N in awe. “She works three jobs and still is still one of my best employees to date.”
“Bullshit, no one can have shit going on and still be that fuckin’ happy. God what is with her, why the fuck would she work three jobs?” Sebastian said with an exasperated sigh. Dave glared at him and slammed a glass down, gaining Sebastian’s attention.
“Don’t you say shit about Y/N. She is one of the strongest women I have ever met. Nothing can compare to what she’s going through.You wanna know why she works three fuckin’ jobs?” Sebastian nodded telling him to go ahead with his story. “She has no money. She works three jobs and barely makes the cut every month. She has a small apartment where nothing works and she comes in everyday with the brightest smile on her face.”
“That’s it? A shitty apartment?” Sebastian scoffed and turned away.
“She moved out her on her own. She has no family. Her dad died in a car accident, grandparents passed away on both sides, no aunts, no uncles. Nothing.”
“What about her mom?” Sebastian said.
“In the hospital, stage four cancer, practically dying. You know why she works three jobs? She pays for all of her mothers hospital bills and she’s still paying off her fathers funeral costs. She can barely afford to live but here she is, smiling and laughing everyday, making sure that everyone around her is happy. She’s an amazing girl so don’t you dare be a fuckin’ asshole to her. She doesn’t need a prick like you to ruin her day,” Dave explained, becoming infuriated with Sebastian’s behaviour.
“Fuck.” Sebastian’s heart dropped at the revelation. He was an asshole.
Chris and Sebastian hopped in to the black SUV and sped off to the hotel they were staying at.
“Fuck man, her mom’s dying of cancer. Her dad is dead! Fuck I’m such a dick,” Sebastian exclaimed.
“Yup. You’re a dick,” Chris agreed. “She’s a really nice girl. We chatted for a while. She’s non-stop man. Three jobs, she deserves a medal of sorts. She gets up at 4:30 every morning and gets home at 11:00 every night. She’s a rockstar if you ask me. She works the diner, the bar, and the homeless shelter. Works seven days a week,” Chris explained.
“Yea that other guy was saying some pretty good things about her. She deserves it though,” Sebastian admitted. He sighed and covered his face with his palms in frustration. “I should apologize.”
“I mean if you want you can, tomorrow’s Tuesday, she’ll be at the diner,” Chris suggested with a shrug. “You digging a little far in to this girl don’t you think? I mean, we’re only here for press man,” Chris reasoned.
“No man, I have to apologize. Just something about her I guess. I need to say I’m sorry.”