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Hickeys | Jeff Atkins Imagine

Anonymous said: hii, could you possibly do a imagine where the reader is like really freaking shy, especially when jeff gives her hickies 😂 but then he like comfort her about it say that the reader doesn’t have to be shy? basically just a really sweet and loving jeff. thank you! 💓

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you were currently walking down the hall with one of your close friends, hannah baker. you were both quietly chatting about the long school day you had, both thanking god that it was friday.

as the both of you neared your locker, you saw your tall boyfriend jeff, leaning against it with a tired expression on his face.

“hi love,” he said, approaching you with open arms and a tired smile. you walked right into his strong arms, instantly wrapping your arms around the middle of his torso.

you were too short to reach his neck, even on your tiptoes. once you felt his arms wrap around you, he pulled you as close as possible against him mumbling a tired, “i love you.”

you grinned, pulling back a bit and tilting your head to gaze up at him. “i love you,” you whispered, biting your lower lip as both of your eyes stayed locked on each other.

“um, i should probably get going,” hannah laughed, making your eyes snap towards the brown haired girl, but you stayed in your position with jeff nonetheless.

“we still gonna go eat lunch tomorrow?” you asked, a small smile spreading across your plump lips. she nodded, “for sure, just text me when you wanna go.”

your eyes lit up, “absolutely,” you said, feeling jeff’s hands slowly make their way up and down the small of your back, rubbing you softly. you leaned your head down against his chest, still staring at hannah as she turned to leave.

“have fun you two!” she yelled, making her way out of the school. it was truly a blessing that there wasn’t a lot of kids left in the halls, most of them leaving as soon as the bell rung.

“you need anything in your locker?” you heard jeff mumble, then you felt him lightly kiss the top of your head.

you nodded, “yeah, come on,” you said, feeling your chest tighten as you pulled out of his strong embrace. he grabbed your small hand in his rather large one, walking towards your locker with you right on his heel.

“you still have practice?” you questioned, knowing you would have to walk home alone.

jeff sighed, “yeah, we didn’t have practice on wednesday so coach is making us practice today.”

you pouted, “that sucks, i wanted you to come over,” you said, stopping right in front of your locker, then quickly focusing on opening it. you sucked at opening your locker, usually jeff or hannah doing it for you since you always messed up the combination.

you felt jeff’s eyes on you, watching you struggle, but you were determined to open it this time on your own.

it took you a good three tries, before finally hearing the lock click as you swung your locker door open. “finally!” you huffed, rolling your eyes. you heard jeff’s deep chuckle, making your eyes snap up towards the jock. “what?” you asked, your eyebrows furrowing in question.

he shook his head, “nothing, nothing. you’re just so adorable,” he said softly, giving you a toothy smile. you blushed, turning your head back towards your locker and getting the book you would need to do your homework over the weekend.

“you’re handsome,” you spoke softly, almost mumbling. you were always shy around jeff, but he didn’t mind. in fact, that was one of his favorite things about you, besides your laugh. your little laugh drove him insane, always making him laugh with you even if nothing was funny.

you tensed up slightly, feeling your boyfriend move behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. jeff leaned down, placing a small, but gentle kiss against your sweet spot. you ran your tongue over your lips, tilting your head to the side, your eyes fluttering close.

“i’m going to be so late to practice,” he breathed against your neck, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he started harshly sucking on your sweet spot.

your eyes snapped open, before you relaxed your entire body, causing your full body weight to lean against jeff.

a soft, little moan escaped your wet lips, jeff’s arms traveling to your stomach, lifting up your shirt and gently letting his fingers stroke over your stomach.

this instantly caused you to release a small giggle, your body squirming against him. he laughed too, giving your neck a final kiss before pulling away, as if nothing ever happened.

you looked around nervously, not seeing anyone besides you and jeff, which you were thankful for.

you turned to look back at your boyfriend, noticing his eyes already on you with a small, cheeky smirk on his lips.

you avoided eye contact with him, feeling your face heat up. “you shouldn’t have done that,” you huffed, trying your hardest to look annoyed.

jeff laughed loudly, his laugh echoing throughout the hallway. “you’re so stubborn love,” jeff teased, while looking down at you with twinkling blue eyes.

you glared at him, “how am i stubborn?”

“well,” he started, “the fact that you’re so stubborn about me giving you a hickey because of your supposed ‘shyness’ for people seeing it makes you stubborn,” he stated, his tone sounding smart.

you felt yourself tense, a small frown appearing on your face. you couldn’t hold it in, you started rambling uncontrollably. “look, jeff, it’s not that i don’t want you to give me hickeys, it’s just that i don’t want people seeing it and then later on thinking all we do is-”

jeff suddenly cut you off, his lips pressed roughly against yours. you kissed him back, putting as much passion into the kiss. you felt jeff’s tongue swipe across your bottom lip, almost begging to invade your sweet, little mouth.

you opened your mouth slightly, both of your tongues swirling around one another’s, searching each other’s mouths. you moaned, letting the thick textbook that you had in your hand drop to the floor, making a loud sound as the book hit the floor.

you jumped, gasping as jeff pulled away, his eyes swimming with lust and most importantly, love.

“you don’t have to worry about anyone else’s opinions,” he whispered, his lips wet with your saliva. “it’s just you and me baby,” he continued, staring you dead in the eyes.

your heart melted, a small smile spreading across your lips. “i love you,” you whispered, your hands making their way up his chest, then moving towards his shoulders, gripping them tightly.

jeff smiled, “i love you most.”

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Oh Shit

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Title: Oh Shit

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 1,182

Warnings: Cursing, fluff

A/N: This was requested by an Anon! I hope you all love this!! You can send in headcanons until 12/05/2016 EST for the 500 follower celebration! Also I forgot I was going to post this today, so I’ll start posting headcanons on Monday!

After a tough and grueling hunt, you wanted to let loose.  Being around Sam and Dean wasn’t going to help either.  They argued the whole way back to the bunker.  Bringing them to the bar was not an option.  You wanted to bring Gabriel with you, but he was busy with Castiel.  They were tracking down Lucifer.  You convinced yourself you didn’t need your boyfriend Gabriel to be around for you to have fun.

When you arrived at the bar, you were dressed in a pair of tight jeans, a flannel, and a jacket that Gabriel had given you.  Nothing too revealing; nothing that said “I’m available”.  You felt confident and excited to get a night to yourself to relax.  You strolled into the bar, observing what they had to offer.  There was a stage for karaoke and of course a bar where they served alcohol.  There was already someone on stage, obviously drunk as they sang, but everyone cheered anyway.

As you reached the bar you ordered a couple shots of whiskey.  You realized you had forgotten to eat before you left.  A chuckle escaped your lips, knowing that this meant the alcohol would hit you much harder than you expected.  You turned your head to the left seeing someone who hadn’t taken their eyes off of you the whole time.  You were with Gabriel, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t talk friendly to other guys, right?

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Imagine being patricks little sister and the loser club being scared of you. Beverly tries to befriend you but richie isnt happy.

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Being the little sister of a protective bully was always going to be difficult. Half the kids hated you the other half of kids sucked up to you. Your brother was Patrick Hocksteader, part of henrys crew of dickheads. Ever since he walked you to school on your first day people treated you as his sister not as your own person. People you’d know since you were 5 were now too scared to talk to you let alone be friends with you. The only kids who wanted to be your friend were the kids as bad as Henry who assumed you were as bad as your brother. At first you didnt mind being friends these kids, having crap friends was better than none? But as the year went your dislike for them grew, especially when you saw what they did to the other kids. It took you a whole year to realise it was better to eat lunch alone than with kids who got a kick out of teasing 10 year olds.

Your old “friends” took you leaving as an insult but as you were Patrick’s sister never dared approached you on the subject. The only teased from afar and never up close. All the other kids didnt know what to do. They saw you ditching the group of assholes as a good thing but were still scared of you brother. Seeing it as too much hassle to talk to you all the kids just pretended you didnt exist. You could go days without speaking at school. You’d learn and eat in silence, never speaking to anyone after learning long ago there’s no point in trying to make friends. Patrick ignore this and all his friends banished the rumours you were a loner, leaving you as a pointless person in school.

On your first day back at school after the summer you had science with a new class and a new seatig plan. The teacher sat you next to beverly. Youd know beverly partially, as in you heard a lot about her, mainly from henry, but knew it wasnt true. Your first science assignment in your new seat was to do a project with your partner, which unfortunately for you required talking.

“Hi” she smiled “im Beverly”. “I know…i mean yeah I’ve seen you…I’m y/n”. Beverly grinned at your babbling. You weren’t used to people being nice to you and found it intimidating. You worked hard on the project in class but when the week was up you still hadn’t finished it. You offered to take it home and finish it but beverly said that wasn’t fair and suggested you meet up to finish it. You didn’t want beverly around at yours, henry would be there and well it would t be pretty. Beverly sensed this and asked why didn’t you meet up at the park tomorrow at 12. You agreed and beverly grinned when you said you’d come. “Ill see you there” she smiled patting your arm before she hurried away.

You were ten minutes late to the park and you were very nervous. You weren’t completely sure beverly was going to show. You’d convinced yourself she was just teasing you, she wasn’t really being nice to you, nobody was unless they wanted something from you. You arrived at your agreed spot and looked around. You felt a sinking feeling in your stomach as you couldn’t see her. Embarrassment rushed through you as you felt colour rise into your cheeks. “Y/n”. You turned around and to your surprise beverly marsh stood before you. “Your here” beverly smiled. It took you a while to talk and when you did all you could do was stutter. “Beverly….hi…hi im yeah, sorry im late”. Beverly grinned telling you it didn’t matter.

You were both laid on the floor staring up at the sky. Youd finished the project hours ago but it was such a nice day you both decided to stay for a while. Beverly was so nice to you that you decided she must be a nice person. You were still very cautious of her but came t the conclusion that you liked her.
Beverly laughed “i love that book but did you hear about the movie?”.
Your turned as you heard people call to beverly, your heart sinking as you saw it was bill and the loser club. They ditched their bikes and stopped when they saw you sat next to her. Bill recovered the fastest “hey bev weve been looking all over for you”. “Ow me and y/n had a science project and then decided to hang out for a bit”. “Ow cool” bill nodded sitting next to beverly. Stan smiled at you sitting down next to bill but thats where the pleasantries ended. The others all sat behind bill and stan, not even near you, richie and eddie sitting the furthest away. The other four seemed to not even want to breathe in your presence and treated the situation as if beverly had befriended a grenade. Stan and bill felt bad and chatted with beverly about random things but made sure to include you. You noticed the looks richie was shooting bill and stan so decided to leave. “Thanks for today beverly but i think im gonna go now”. “Aw really?” Beverly asked “are you sure you cant stay?”. “Ow i don’t wanna intrude” you shrugged. “Your not” stan smiled “were just hanging out”. Richie and eddie threw each other looks and you glanced to them making them go red. “No i really should go”. “Well it was nice meeting you” bill smiled and stan nodded “bye”. The others echoed a bye and you walked away when beverly caught you up. “Hey y/n” she said “it was real fun hanging out with you today”. You smiled “i enjoyed it too”. She grinned “so were going to the lake tomorrow and i wanted to know if you wanted to come with”. “I don’t think your friends would like that very much” you laughed awkwardly. “Ow no stan and bill are cool with it and the others don’t mind really there just boys”. “Its fine really im busy tomorrow” you told her “maybe another time”. “Aw okay but heres my number” she said writing it on your wrist “call me if you want to hang out or anything”.

A few days and you managed to use your compulsive over thinking to convince yourself that beverly was only being nice to you because of your brother and that she didnt really like you. And so you never called her not until your mom brought up the fact you hadn’t been out of the house on weekends for 2 months. Your dad had got 4 free tickets for a fun fair from work and your mom thought it would be a great idea for you to take some friends. You said you would just to please her but had no intention of going. You decided to give them to beverly so rang her. You were so nervous you actually jumped when she picked up the phone. “Hello beverly…its y/n” you said meekly. “Y/n” beverly said happily “ive been wondering if you’d call how are you?”. “Im good erm listen i have some free rickets to a funfair and i wondered if you wanted them”. “Dont you want them?” Beverly asked. “Well…erm i haven’t been in years and just thought you’d like the tickets and could go have fun”. Beverly paused for a moment and then agreed “the funfair would be fun which is why i think you should come”. “But i only have 4 tickets”. “Hey thats cool me and you could go and then bill and Stan said for ages they’ve wanted to go too, wed have so much fun”. You hesitated and beverly could sense your nerves. “Listen i know richie and eddie were dicks the other week but i promise stan and bill arent like that i promise wed have fun”. “Okay” you said kicking yourself. “Really?” Beverly asked “awesome”. You laughed “so when do you wanna go?”.

You and beverly walked to bills house on your way to the funfair. Him and stan were waiting outside and they both greeted you like your brother wasn’t a prick which you appreciated. Stan smiled at you “hey y/n thanks so much for the tickets”. “Yeah its real cool how your dad them for free”. Bill agreed “Ow its nothing” you shrugged and beverly steered you all in the direction of the funfair. Stan and bill were as nice to you as beverly and you found they were nice to talk to. You were soon confident enough to chat to them and you found you had lots in common with them. You were starting to actually look forward to the fun fair until you spotted richie and the others up ahead.

“There you you shitheads are my grandmother walks faster than you”. “Richie?” Stan asked “what the hell are you doing here?”. “Heard you were going to the funfair and me eddie ben and mike thought that sounds like a great idea”. “Ow cool” bill said but beverly and stan looked angry. As you lined up for tickets stan said something to richie who replied “i can do what i want alright”. You used your free tickets and got the four of you in and stood awkwardly by beverly. “so what do you want to do?” She asked “did we say ghost train first?”. “Yeah” stan laughed reluctantly “come on lets get it over with”. “So death drop first yeah?” Richie asked separating bill and Stan from you. “come on bill you’ve got to try it with us, i thought you could come with me and ben”. “And stan you could do with me and mike” eddie finished. Bill stuttered trying to make everyone happy but stan shook his head “nah thats okay you all go together were gonna go this way”. Richie laughed “is someone a chicken”. “No someones pissed because you werent invited but classic Richie you had to show up”. Bill grabbed stan “okay we’ll see you around bye guys”. Richie gave up and let you go glaring until you were out of sight. “Sorry hes such a dick” stan said and you shook your head “hey its okay dont worry about it”. “Yeah lets just forget about them and have fun okay?” Beverly asked and you smiled.

An hour later and you actually having fun. Richie and Eddie kept appearing trying to get Stan and bill to join them but the boys kept refusing. Even after you’d told all three of them they could if they wanted to. Stan was the first to respond and told you he didn’t want you to leave which made you embarrassed. You decided you liked Stan almost as much as beverly and felt comfortable with all of them. You were walking across the grass when all 3 of them stopped and looked behind you. You followed their gaze and saw it landed on Henry. Henry smirked as he saw them and then saw you. You saw him look to your brother and Patrick said something to him. Henry shook his head and Patrick stood up looking angry. Henry went to walk towards you but Patrick grabbed his arm. You could see they were arguing when eventually henry slunk off away from you. Patrick looked up at you and then followed his friend. “Wow” Stan said “your brother made Henry back off”. “Yeah well my brother isn’t always a complete dick”. Beverly smiled “i can see that, it was nice of him”. You looked down awkwardly and bill cut in. “Hey y/n wa…wa…want to go on the bumper ca…ars”. You nodded at him gratefully and walked towards them.

All night patrick managed to control henry and keep him from going near you and the others but the same couldnt be said for richie and the rest. You heard yells come around the back of a rollercoaster and Stan frowned. “That sounds like ben”. A string of curses followed by a grunt told you richie was there too. You ran around to the back and saw your brother and his friends beating richie eddie mike and ben up. Patrick had richie against a wall amd had his knife to his cheek. Patrick had eddie in a headlock and the others two laughed as he went through eddies bag. Ben was on the floor with one of the guys foot his chest and mike was trying to help eddie. Patrick shoved mike on the floor and henry howled with laughter. “You’re an asshole you know that?” Richie spat. Henry laughed “you know eye surgery can help you see better, why don’t why try that?” He asked looking at his knife. “Henry stop” you yelled running forward. You yanked his arm away and stepped between him and Richie. “Back off y/n” he said “just walk away”. “No you need to leave these guys alone now!”. “Y/n” Patrick said “just go away okay, these people aren’t your friends”. “So its fine for you to beat them up? No they don’t deserve that its not fair”. “Okay y/n if you don’t move ill beat you up too” henry snarled. “You’re not touching my sister” Patrick yelled. “I will if she doesn’t move”. “If you even try to touch her” Patrick said yanking henry away from you. Henry turned around and looked at him “what?”. “I said you just try to touch her”. “Look i know shes family but shes being a bitch”. “If she says we cant touch them then we cant, were not hurting my sister, got it?”. Henry squared up to Patrick and time seemed to slow down as they stared at one another. Eventually henry sighed “lets get out of here, its lame”. Henry barged Patrick and walked away. Patrick followed him and so did the others. You let out your breath and turned around to Richie. You held out a hand to help him up “you okay?”. “Why did you do that?” He asked after you’d yanked him up. “Because i wanted to” you shrugged. “But you didn’t have to. Nobody asked you to”. “Richie for god sake cant you just be grateful!” Stan spat. “No I’ve been nothing but rude to her all night, i didn’t include you i tried to ruin your night so why would you help me?”. “I might be my brothers sister but that doesn’t mean i like what he does” you frowned. “But still like you could’ve easily have just walked away and let them beat me up after how i acted, i deserved it”. “People always act weird because of my brother” you shrugged “so no offence but if you think how you acted tonight is anything special your wrong”. Richie looked down embarrassed “Well thanks for helping me not get my ass kicked”. “Its okay” you shrugged. “And I’m sorry for being such a dick to you”. You laughed “like i said its nothing major”. “Still though its not right” Richie said awkwardly. “No its not” beverly said “You shouldn’t have to take that”. “Well i know its not great but like what can i do?” You asked “i cant change how people feel about me”. The others didn’t really know how to reply to that and looked down. “No i know you cant, trust me i do” beverly nodded “but you don’t have to go through it alone” she smiled “not anymore”. “What?” You asked. “Yeah” Richie nodded “were not scared of you anymore, i wont act like i did again i promise, you can hang around with us…i mean if you want”. “You don’t have to do this” you frowned. “No y/n” Stan said “we mean it, we like you”. You smiled. Bill nodded “yeah we do” he smiled. You grinned and beverly laughed putting an arm around you “so its decided”. “Welcome to the losers club” Richie announced.

                                              Please Jeff, stay.

A/N: It’s been a while since my last imagine and as you can see this time it’s not one about Reggie.

I just love Jeff so much and he obviously DESERVED BETTER, so I hope you like it. He doesn’t die in this one and honestly I don’t think I will ever write one of those because I lost someone ina¡ a car accident and I can’t even read the imagines about Jeff dying because I literally cry.

Please don’t ever drink and drive and always be careful on the road. Be safe. ❤️

Warnings: Maybe some misspelled things, but I’m Spanish, I try my best.  😁

Words: 1.604

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I wasn’t someone new at all in Liberty high even though it seem like I was. I went to school with most of the people in this high school, I was their classmate until the first year in high school when I moved to another city, but now I was back for my junior and senior year.

So as I was saying I wasn’t a new student, but people acted like they didn’t know who I was, they treated me like if I didn’t knew the place or the students and after explaining a few people the whole story I gave up and I just went along.

It has been a week since I arrived and I still noticed the stares I got in the halls and how when I passed next to a group of girls they would start whispering. I knew they were talking about me, I knew there were rumours out there but I didn’t care at all.

One morning while I was grabbing a book from my locker and thinking about nothing in particular I heard someone calling me from behind and when I turned I realized it was Jeff Atkins.

“Hey! You are Jedd right?” I was trying to make a joke but I saw that he was taking it seriously so I stopped trying to be funny “Just kidding, I remember you Jeff” when I said that he smiled again.

“I just wanted to know how are you handling being in Liberty high again” Jeff has always been one of the few good people around here, he wasn’t afraid to talk with everyone even though he didn’t know that person, and he was so nice with every one, that was one of the reasons why all the girls always liked him and I was sure that hasn’t change a bit.

“Fine, I guess” I said closing my locker “it is like no one remembers me tho”

“If it makes you feel better I didn’t forget about you” I gave him a smile “and Clay and Tony remember you too” he sounded like he was trying to play down about what he said first.

“It makes me feel better, indeed” we remain silence, it was a little uncomfortable because I didn’t know why he came to talk to me in the first place, I was grateful because it really felt good to know that he remembered me and that he wanted to talk to me, but still it felt odd having in account he was one of the most popular guys in high school.

The bell saved us from that silence, we had to go to class so I just say goodbye and I started walking to my next class, but Jeff called me again and I turned to look at him.

“Are you going to Jess’ party tonight?” I didn’t know why he was so interested suddenly, but it didn’t bother me at all.

“I don’t know, are you?”

“Definitely”

“Then maybe I’ll show up” I answered giggling and turning again to leave that hall.

Was I being flirty with Jeff Atkins? I had no idea how I got to that point, but I had done it and I think he wanted me at the party, despite that fact I didn’t want to create false illusions to find out that it was all part of some fantasy of mine.

I didn’t think about that for the rest of the day until I saw my new friend Hannah Baker and she talked to me about that party and how Clay asked her if she was going to go. Neither of us knew what to do, we had thought of doing something more relaxing than a party, but we decided to go.

I was designated driver for the night, so that way Hannah could drink whatever she wanted. I didn’t have a problem because I actually didn’t like alcohol like most of the teenagers, so I drove very happy.

When we arrived to the party it was pretty crowed, the house was full and also was the front yard. Most of the people there were already wasted.

We went to the kitchen while I was looking for a certain someone, but I wouldn’t say that out loud, I think Hannah was looking for someone too and she was the first to find him.

We approached Clay and a big smile appeared in his face when he saw us.

“I didn’t know you were coming!”

“We are full of surprises” Hannah answered almost sounding nervous.

“There are drinks in the kitchen… we can go there”

“Not form me, designated driver” I said pointing at me.

“I’ll drink for you” Hannah added.

We followed Clay to the kitchen, but I looked outside in the way and I found who I was looking for. I tapped Hannah in the shoulder so she could see me going to the back yard.

I laid on the wall and I looked at him until he looked in my direction and when he noticed me I saw a bigger smile in his face.

I waved at him and started to walk in his direction, but he reached me before I could walk more than two steps.

“You came” I don’t know how he did it, but his smile was one of the most precious things I’ve ever seen.

“Yeah… but not because I like parties” I answered giggling “I’m…” I looked around before ending the sentence “working as cupid” I added in a whisper “Hannah obviously likes Clay, so I came to make sure they spend time together and hopefully something happens in the process and I’m proud to admit that I’m reaching my goal”

“Wow, we have more in common than I thought” did he really spend time thinking about what we had in common? “Because I’ve been trying to get those two together since Hannah came to Liberty” I couldn’t help but smile when I talked to him.

“We’re really good friends, they own us so much” I laughed.

“Hey (Y/N)!” we both looked in Jess’ direction; she was calling me from the door “Do you want to join us? We’re playing suck and blow”

I felt Jeff’s gaze on me even before Jess could finish her proposal and to be honest I couldn’t help but grimace thinking about kissing some drunk teenage by accident.

“No Jess, thank you, but I’m good” she was pretty wasted because she almost fell when she tried to go back inside the house.

I looked at Jeff again and I found his blue eyes on me, which made me a little nervous, but I controlled myself

“Do you want to play beer pong?” he offered

“I have to drive, I can’t drink”

“You can drink Coca-Cola, like me”

“Then count me in, I can teach you how to aim” I laughed passing by his side as if I knew where I had to go.

I joined him and a couple of his friends, who were drunk already.

I wasn’t joking when I said I had a good aim, I got the ball in every cup, making Jeff’s friends to drink even more.

I was having so much fun, Jeff and I were in the same team and we were clearly winning so we got to the point where we throw the ball in different funny ways like for example shooting while I was on Jeff’s back.

We were flirting all the time, teasing each other when it was each other turn, Jeff covering my eyes, tickling me and me trying to tickle him. I almost forgot we weren’t alone.

“I should look for Hannah” I said breathless for all the laughing.

“She’s over there with Clay” I followed Jeff indication and I saw them sitting by the pool, just talking.

“Hey Atkins! We need more beer!” I turned to look at who was saying that, but I didn’t know who he was.

“No problem!” Jeff answered.

My facial expression changed suddenly and I think Jeff noticed because his changed when he turned to me.

“Are you really going?”

“Yeah” he looked confused by my reaction.

“They had enough for tonight; they won’t even notice the lack of alcohol in their systems”

“Hey you don’t have to worry, I had two beer two hours ago, you’ve seen me drinking Coca-Cola” but that didn’t calm me, I wasn’t a big fan of driving in general, I lost someone in a car accident and I’ve been pretty scared since then.

“I know, but… maybe there’s someone out there who is driving drunk and you pay the consequences”

“I promise I’ll be careful, I’ll be back before you even notice I’m gone” he said caressing my arm, trying to calm me.

I saw him leaving, but I couldn’t let him go so I called him again and he turned in my direction.

“Please Jeff… stay” he remained silent, looking my way, probably really confused, but he smiled again and came to me.

“Why it is so important? I’ve done this a lot of times, I’ll be fine”

“Because…” I looked to my side, thinking if I was going to do what I was thinking right now. It was now or never, so I cupped his face with my hands and sorted the distance between our lips.

He kissed me back and I could hear people whistling around us, something that made me laugh in the kiss.

“Is this a good reason?” I asked when we broke the kiss.

“A really good one” he answered kissing me again before I could say anything else.

Title: Coach Negan (Part 5.)

CHAPTER TITLE: Working Late

Character(s): Negan and Reader (pre-apocalypse/AU)
Summary:
Negan finds out where you work.
Word Count: 3,325
Warning: SMUT!!!
Author’s Note: HUGE THANKS TO @brexja FOR BEING MY BETA!!! <3 This is just a filler. So, enjoy the smutty goodness… ;-)

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Request: hii! idk if you take requests for stiles, but could you do one where the reader has liked Issac a while but he doesn’t feel the same, so stiles goes to comfort her and ends up accidentally gushing his feelings for her. thank you! <3 

warnings: just fluff, more fluff, kisses, and fluff.

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They had been sitting in the clustered little cafe around half an hour, but she still hadn’t brought a finger to her mug of cocoa. She sat with her legs folded to her chest, black jeans skinny and tattered, a comfy over sized white sweater drooping around her front. Her hair fell in tangled waves around her face, and her bright eyes bore intently into the marshmallows floating atop the surface of her drink.

“Hey, earth to (Y/N),” Stiles snapped after the fourth time of trying to get her attention.

“Wha-sorry,” she shook her head, blinking away her stars and raising her eyes to Stiles’ bright coppery brown ones.

He leaned forward a little in his big green sofa chair, his blue flannel hung loosely around his shoulders. He took a deep breath, his lips parting as he blinked, “you’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”

“Am not,” she fired back defensively, her cheeks flaring up.

“Oh come on sweet cheeks, you haven’t touched your cocoa in thirty minutes, and that stuff is usually a cure to anything for you,” he chuckled.

“How do you know that?” she stammered, arms folding.

“Because I know you,” he smiled. His little dimples arose on his cute cheeks, his bright eyes crinkling as he watched her response intently.

She sat quiet for a minute, toying with a string on her sweater, “am I good enough?” she asked at last.

Stiles gaped, taken a back, “obviously, what, why?!”

“Well because apparently he doesn’t think so,” she pouted, lower lip jutting out.

“Ugh, Isaac? That guy? Really?” Stiles rolled his eyes.

“Hey, don’t say it like that,” she huffed.

“Well I’m sure you have better taste than in sunshine haired werewolf boys with commitment issues,” Stiles leaned back in his chair, tapping his foot against the polished wooden floorboards.

“Stiles,” she warned.

“Right, sorry, sorry!” he raised his hands in defeat, tilting his chin to the ceiling, where golden lights came trickling down from strings.

“You say it like you know better,” she teased, “do you?”

His eyes flickered back to hers, “maybe.”

Her hands wrapped around her big red mug as she took a sip of her not so hot drink, the chocolate making her feel bubbly and good just like Stiles knew it would. 

“Enlighten me,” she smiled.

“Oookay,” Stiles ran his slender fingers absentmindedly through his messy brown hair. “I think there’s someone out there who really cares for you, like a lot, like you’re their whole world,” his voice lowered seriously. “I think he loves how your laugh sounds, and he just wants to hear it all the time, to know you’re happy and that he can give you everything you deserve.”

He finished quietly, his eyes burning holes into the oak table and basically looking anywhere except at hers. He breathed in the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries, his heart doing flips. The cafe was practically empty by this point, and they were the last two to be sat in the cozy back room.

“Mm,” she contemplated, setting down her mug when he finished. “Now where do you think my mystery man is, Mr. Stilinski?” she beamed.

“Probably closer than you think,” he tried weakly.

She stared at him for a good few seconds, eyes flickering up and down her friend with interest, and then she burst out in a fit of giggles.

“What?” stiles chuckled, throat rumbling from the sight of her sinking into her laughter with little wheezes for air.

“Phew, you got me for a second there,” she snorted. “Oh god,” she covered her face like she always did when she ugly laughed, but Stiles just grinned. He loved her ugly laugh.

“What?” he said again.

“Oh nothing,” she bent forward in her chair and placed her palm to Stiles’ knee, “it was a good act though.”

“Act?” Stiles pondered, buzzing with electricity from where she touched him.

“Well you know, Stiles the nerdy goofball, lecturing me on love? Yeah right,” she winked.

“Heyy,” Stiles said with mock hurt, the butterflies in his stomach dying down, “you’d be surprised how knowledgeable I am in that area.”

“Oh please, the farthest you’ve managed is a high school crush, and lord knows she’s not going anywhere near that area,” the girl snickered.

Stiles let out a giggle, resting his palm atop the girls hand. She didn’t flinch away, but she tensed, just a little.

“Okay, so I’m a little lacking in the relationship field. But you had a crush on a dumb jock of a werewolf with raging hormones,” he fired back playfully.

“Ouch,” she said.

“Too soon?” Stiles asked, wondering if he’d hurt her feelings.

“Nah,” she smiled, “I don’t need that loser,” she decided.

“There you go!” Stiles beamed, “you finally came around.”

“I guess I just needed the right person to show me how,” she squeezed his hand lightly.

“Here,” Stiles said, moving his hand and raising a thumb to her face. She dipped back a little, but he shushed her protests and wiped the excess whipped cream from around her mouth anyways.

“Oof, thanks,” she said. “Wha-EW!” she giggled when Stiles licked the cream off his fingers with a smirk.

“What?” he snickered, “can’t waste. That would just be selfish.”

“Well, you’re right there. You’re not selfish, Stiles Stilinski.”

“Aren’t I?” he lifted a brow, frown settling in on his full lips.

“No,” she insisted. “You care too much about the people you love to hurt them,” she said, “one of the many wonderful things about you. Coupled with the fact that you buy me hot chocolate all the time,” she smiled.

“Well, I know how to treat a lady,” he said, giving her a nudge.

“Oh yeah?” she challenged.

“Hey hey hey, don’t judge. I bet I’m way better at this stuff than you’d give me credit for,” his warm brown eyes crinkled happily.

“Like?”

“Like I give great cuddles.”

“From practicing with your pillow?”

“Okay well I’m a good kisser, I bet.”

“From practicing on your hand?”

“Fine but I can fend off anyone who gets in our way.”

“From practicing with that flimsy thing you call a bat?”

Stiles stopped, eyes narrowing as he suppressed a smile, “you can make fun of me, but don’t you dare make fun of my bat.”

They burst out laughing in sync, wiping the tears from their eyes as they bent over themselves with giggles. When they finally calmed down enough to take a breather, the girl had propped herself on her elbows, leaning in towards him, and he mimicked her gesture.

His eyes flickered over his, and his voice came a whisper, “you’re really cute when you laugh, you know that?”

“Wow, guess you can add being a gentleman to that list of yours,” she blushed.

He sighed, his face saddening, eyes drawing away.

“What’s up?” she asked, tilting his chin up with her fingertips.

“You know what else I’m good at?” he said with a sense of defeat.

“What?” she said, so close to him now that she could breathe in his cologne and warm aroma.

“Falling for beautiful girls who can’t even see the power they have over me.”

For a second, she laughed. It was instinct. He was joking, right? That’s what Stiles was best at, jokes. But then her eyes came to him, and she noticed his hesitant gaze, tilted lips, and trembling fingers, and suddenly it wasn’t so funny. Stiles, the adorable and dorky Stiles, suddenly seemed far more intimidating in front of her.

She bent back, her heart faltering, “oh.”

The cafe seemed to spin around her. The floorboards were gone, the coffee’s scent was making her dizzy,  the lights were blurring.

“Yeah,” Stiles said softly. Then, when he saw her spaced out expression, “you okay?”

“Y-yeah,” she shook her head, taking in a long breath and focusing herself once more, “fine.”

“I’m sorry,” he said at once. “I shouldn’t have said anything, I-I m-mean that was dumb, obviously. I guess I was wrapped up in the moment and you’re whole fall for Isaac just got me all over the place,” he stammered, placing his head in his hands.

“Hey, no, Stiles, look at me,” she soothed, pulling his hands gently away from his face, “I’m glad you told me.”

“Really?” he rasped, fingers trembling against hers.

“Yeah, I was just so oblivious that it never even occurred to me you could feel like that, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t say that,” he said quietly.

“No, but I have to. You’re my best friend Stiles, you’ve always been there for me. So there for me that I never even thought twice of what we meant to each other besides that. You bringing it up just woke me up, shone a light for me, reminded me that…” she trailed off.

“That what?’ he murmured, golden flecked eyes darting over her face.

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe he is closer than I know,” she said. “I mean, who’s there when I can’t stand being alone or afraid? You. Who makes me laugh more than anyone else could? You. Who puts me first, the person who I know I would fight for the same way they would fight for me-” she babbled, fireworks erupting in her belly, suddenly wanting to melt under Stiles’ gaze.

“Loving you just comes so easy that I’ve been taking it for granted,” she finished.

It was weird for her, to stare at her best friend and suddenly see him clearly. His adorable freckles, the distinct blink of his eyes when he laughed, how much more vivid his eyes looked up close, the way he would twitch his nose or touch his face when he was nervous. It was like seeing him for the first time.

“What are you saying?” Stiles breathed.

“I don’t know what I’m saying,” she admitted, her heart doing bounds.

Stiles bent forward, so close their noses almost brushed each other.

“Okay. What are you feeling?” he tried.

“I’m feeling,” she whispered, heart going into overdrive, unable to think clearly from being so close to him.

“Yeah?” he breathed.

“I’m feeling…” she blinked down at his lips, and he tilted his head like he was daring her to try something.

“I’m feeling kind of like I want to kiss you,” she said, her last words coming muffled as she spoke them into the breath where her lips met Stiles’. They were soft and warm, intoxicating, even, and god did Stiles know how to use them. He brought a hand to her cheek, fingers sliding across her flesh and into her hair as he bent more deeply into her mouth, sending electricity through her veins. She detached herself for a breath, but he was back at once, and there was a sudden urge for dominance as the two molded their lips together with more pressure, dipping back and forth as one leaned in harder than the other. Her hands went to his hair, brushing through his soft locks and tugging softly at them, the smell of the cafe being drowned out by his gentle aroma, and the brief taste of him being enough to have her hooked, to know she was going to have it bad.

Stiles pulled away with a long breath, his big eyes blinking open to hers, their foreheads touching.

“Wow,” stiles said breathlessly.

“Wow,” she repeated, instantly hating the way her mouth felt without his lips pressed to hers. “I guess that practice on your hand really did pay off,” she giggled.

“You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” Stiles’ eyes crinkled, his lips twitching.

“I really tried,” she laughed.

He brushed his nose lightly to hers with a big smile that filled her whole being with joy.

“You really make me crazy, Stiles Stilinski,” she said in awe of him.

“Do you think,” he started nervously, “I can continue to make you crazy? I can be, you know, the only guy making you crazy, maybe?” 

“Maybe?” she repeated.

“Yeah,” his cheeks warmed.

“More than maybe,” she decided.

The Science Fair

Words: 1357
Peter Parker X Reader / Tony Stark X Daughter! Reader
Prompt:
request from @jessie-ohler “ Can I have a tony stark x daughter!reader and Peter Parker x reader? You can have whatever you want in it.”

Reader is Tony Stark’s Daughter and best friends with Peter Parker. Things start to get really interesting when Peter asks the reader to be his partner for the Science Fair, when what he really wanted all along was to be her boyfriend! 

(Written with Tom Holland Spiderman in mind but could just as easily be Andrew Garfield or your favorite Spiderman. Not my gif.)


“Hey Stark, wait up!” You’d been rushing through the halls trying to get to your next class on time when your best friend called out to you. Peter Parker had been your best friend since your Freshman year of high school together. He was always dropping things and fumbling around at school but what he lacked in social skills he more than made up for with his genius IQ. “Sorry to keep you,” He apologized. “But I was wondering if you’d be my partner for the Science Fair?”

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with you wanting to come over and borrow my dad’s state of the art lab again, would it?” You winked at him.

“W-what?” He stammered. “No! I mean maybe a little. But we had so much fun the last time!”

“The last time when we almost burned the place down?” You reminded him.

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Party Surprises

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 5 217
warning : smut
summary : Kai and Reader are having fun at the Salvatore’s with the MF gang and Kai gets horny and then things happen. [a bit of a sequel to ‘ Fast Friends ’]
note : i made a few slight changes , hope you don’t mind and still like it.

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Almost a month and a half had passed since Kai had met her in this very house. Her friends still didn’t like him very much but it didn’t matter to him. Not anymore. There was only one thing that mattered to him and that was Y/N. This girl had stolen his breath away right from the start and even now after all these weeks , she kept finding new ways to do that. They became best friends , well … a little more than friends actually. After he teased her with magic things had happened and — they kept happening. Neither of them could keep their hands away from the other for long and that party was the definition of hell for him because she was right there but still too far away.
They arrived together and spent most of the night talking , laughing and drinking. Kai couldn’t tear his eyes away from her no matter what and she appeared to have the same ‘problem’. They were inseparable until about 15 minutes ago when Y/N went to the make up karaoke stage with Caroline. He loved watching her sing at the top of her lungs , hearing her laugh and seeing that spark in her eyes which always made his heart skip a beat.

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     "I didn’t invite you to the party so you can sit on the sofa all night drinking bourbon. Dance with me.”
Y/N grabbed Kai’s hand without waiting for an answer , pulling him onto the dance floor.
    “You want me to embarrass myself in front of the whole internet don’t you ? I am pretty sure Damon is lurking somewhere with a camera.” he teased , twirling her around twice until her chest bumped into his. Y/N placed her hands on his chest , slowly moving them towards his neck while they gazed into each other’s eyes.
    “No. I just want to dance with my best friend and the hottest guy in the whole universe. That’s all.”
Liar. he thought , noticing the change in her heart beat.
    “OH so it has nothing to do with you walking like a tornado through all those people when that girl came over to try and flirt with me ? Was someone jealous ?” he teased , pulling her even closer. “Cuz that’s kinda hot.”
    “No. What ? No.” she crinkled her nose. Kai suppressed a smile and slid his hands down to her ass pulling her towards him.
    “You know , if you want me to hold you this close while our bodies press against each other , you don’t have to use excuses. Just ask.” he whispered in her ear , making her cheeks flush a bright shade of pink.
    “Always so cocky.” she teased.
Kai laughed under his breath and a moment later he spun her around again until her back pressed against his chest and their hands intertwined in front of her. Y/N turned her head slightly towards him and their eyes met , both of them swaying to the beat while their bodies pressed together with literally no space between them.
    “For someone who says he will be embarrassed while dancing , you are quite amazing at it.”
    “Oh really ?” he spun her around again.  Their bodies so close they could feel each other’s heart beats and their lips almost touched as he spoke. Y/N hummed. “Let me blow your mind then , but if we end up on the internet. It’s your fault.”
    “I’m cool with that.” she laughed and Kai couldn’t help but laugh too.
It was always like this. Her smile always made him smile , her laugh always made him laugh and feel things he hadn’t felt before in his life. Ever since meeting her something inside him had stirred and kept stirring the longer they spent together. Even more in the following minutes while they danced holding each other close , gazing into the other’s eyes. Neither of them noticed anything else besides the other until both of them completely forgot they weren’t alone and things got quite heated up between them. They danced song after song and the longer they danced like this , the more his pants tightened around him. There was something about the way she moved , how she always found ways to touch him discreetly , that drove him nuts and he wasn’t being shy either. His hands were all over her body and a couple of times they almost kissed and now half an hour later there was only one thing on his mind.
    “Lets go have fun Y/N.” he whispered in her ear.
    “Malachai Parker.” she said smiling innocently at him , hooking her hands around his neck. “Aren’t we already having fun ?”
    “The other kind of fun. Come on Y/N –” he nibbled on her earlobe , innocently slipping his hand under her shirt. His fingertips glazed across her skin and he wished they were alone in that moment. “I am dying to feel your hot naked body against mine, while I make you screa–”
Y/N’s lips crashed against his , shushing him before any of her friends heard what the was saying. A tingly feeling spread through her body and kept spreading waking up every fibre the closer he pulled her towards him.
     "I’ll go get us something to drink. You want something ?“
     ”I want you.“ he whispered not willing to let go off her.
‘Later’ she mouthed , gazing into his eyes and almost had to peel his hands off her to get to the bar. Kai’s eyes followed her through the crowd and he sat in one of the comfy chairs thinking. Or more like trying not to think about how his pants had tightened around him. He closed his eyes and sighed , trying to push away all those thoughts flooding his mind. The way she looked at him while they danced and even before that – it drove him nuts even more than her hips swaying to the beat , ‘accidentally’ rubbing against him. It was just too much. How was he supposed to wait for later ?
    “Here you go.” said Y/N , sitting on the armrest handing him a cup.
    “Thanks.” he took a sip , pressing his lips together while watching her run her fingers through her hair. “Hey Y/N?”
    “Yeah?”
‘Come sit on daddy’s lap.’ he mouthed with a devilish spark his eyes.
A split second later he pulled her onto his lap without waiting for an answer and couldn’t help but notice how her breath got caught in her throat feeling his hard on pressing against her. Neither of her friends seemed to have noticed her reaction , though they still gave them the look , obviously wondering why they had kissed and what they were missing.
    “What is up with you two ?” wondered Damon.
    “Nothing. Hey , you don’t mind me getting some of that fancy bourbon you hide in the third shelf way in the back right ?”
Damon growled and clenched his jaw heading towards the cupboard to see which bottle she had taken. Y/N took a sip from her cup almost drinking all of it at once while Kai’s hand wound around her lower waist innocently touching her down there as he pulled her towards him. A moment later she shifted on his lap sitting a little sideways and put her arm around his shoulder , smiling innocently while playing with the scruff on his neck. Kai closed his eyes trying to shove away those thoughts but they only fought their way back harder. Y/N knew what her actions in that moment did to him and she kept at it , but two can play that game.
    “You two seem to have gotten really close.” said Caroline snuggling a little closer to Stefan.
    “Well yeah , we are best friends.” replied Y/N taking another sip.
    “Yeah , Candice. We are friends.” smirked Kai. “Well , a little more than friends. We’ve been kissing a lot.”
Everyone stared at him with looks of confusion , disbelief and shock on their faces. Y/N turned towards him too shooting him a warning look but just as she was about to say something Kai’s fingertips glazed across her bare skin distracting her , sending shivers all through her body making her heart rate jump off the roof. He could feel her melting under his touch and completely spacing out on what her friends were saying. Y/N’s eyes fluttered closed and his lips smashed against hers , not caring about what anyone would say or do. In that moment it was just them – Kai could only see , feel and taste Y/N and it was the same for her. Their lips moved so fast against each other , their tongues exploring the other’s mouth it (looked and) felt as if they were trying to either swallow each other or completely suck the air out of the others’ lungs. Or both. Kai’s hands found their way under her shirt and Y/N almost swung her leg over his lap , stopping herself in the last second.
    “Great definition of ‘nothing’ , Y/N.” groaned Damon sitting on the sofa next to his brother. “Break it up – my eyes are burning. Don’t make me regret introducing you to each other.”
Kai cleared his throat and moved his hands visibly struggling to keep them away. They gazed longingly into each other’s eyes , the tension between them growing by the second. There were things he wanted to say to her but couldn’t. Her friends’ stares were awkward enough , he didn’t want to push things even more. At least not in a verbal way.
Y/N turned towards her friends jumping in the conversation as if she and Kai hadn’t just almost ripped each other’s clothes in the middle of the room with everyone watching. Damon put his arm around Elena’s shoulder and said something  to her while Caroline stared wide eyed at her and Kai. Stefan asked her something and for a second Y/N’s gaze dropped onto her cup. She trailed her finger around the edges , humming some song when her phone buzzed in her pocket making her jump up in his lap.    
                           
                           God , you are turning me on like crazy.

A sideways smile showed on her face and she glanced at Kai who was looking at her innocently , somehow finding a way to push his hips up at her while taking a sip of his drink. Faster than humanly possible he typed another text , catching a glimpse of her taking a sip from her drink when her phone buzzed on her lap , not once but twice making her jump up a little every time.

                          I want you. Here. Now. In this second.
I want to slip my fingers between your legs and gently rub your clit until you beg for me to make you mine.


Y/N pressed her thighs together trying not to think about what he had just texted her. Only her mind had started drifting and she was paying less and less attention to what her friends were saying. A low growl came from Kai’s throat when he saw her shake her head in a ‘no’ and barely a few seconds later she got another text , each word turning her skin on fire as she read it.

I want to rip out your clothes right here, right now , trace every curve with my fingertips and kiss every square inch of your body before I slide between your legs and make you scream my name and then fuck you until you can’t remember your name.

Y/N gulped and pressed her thighs even closer together trying to push away the thoughts that began flooding her mind making her cheeks flush a bright shade of red. For a few seconds she shifted is lap and he growled in her ear continuing to text her. Her phone buzzed again and again but she refused to answer him. About 5 texts later she stopped reading them too. Her skin already felt like it was on fire from the thoughts that swirled in her mind and feeling the bulge in his pants getting harder wasn’t helping much. Neither were Kai’s fingertips innocently glazing across her hip sending chills all over her body while his breath tickled the skin on her neck.
    “Y/N – ” he brushed his nose against her cheek and whispered in her ear listening to her heart pounding in her chest. “Why aren’t you answering your phone ? Answer your phone.”
Y/N turned towards him and his lips reached for hers but missed with 0.3 seconds when Elena pulled her away needing her help with something. Kai closed his eyes and almost groaned in frustration. Twenty minutes. She had been sitting on his lap for twenty minutes being so close yet so far away. He was starting to lose it and the way she had slightly jumped up every time her phone buzzed had only pushed him further towards the edge. There was no way he’d wait a second longer to make her his again. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted her.
    “Dude , you are so whipped.”
    “No , I’m not.”
    “Sure you are.” said Damon watching Kai’s eyes following Y/N through the crowd. “Whatever it is that’s going through your head — not in my house.
    “Yeah. Sure. Of course. Whatever.”
Kai wasn’t listening at all. His gaze was locked on her and he could swear she was swaying her hips like that on purpose. Then she turned her head to the side , innocently glancing at him while biting her lip and he lost it. Quickly he got up and glazed his hand across her ass while walking right past her , listening to her heart rate increase to dangerous levels. Y/N closed her eyes for a second expecting for him to wrap his hands around her but that never happened. When her eyes opened Kai was nowhere near her and she couldn’t find him in the crowd.  Just as she was about to call him , her phone buzzed with another message from him and –

                                 Can you say ‘no’ now ?

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Angelic Halloween

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Title: Angelic Halloween

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word count: 1,290

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This is another fic I wrote a LONG time ago, probably one of the first ones I ever wrote. So I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much!!

It was a few hours before trick-or-treating began.  You took your costume out of the bag, laying it across the bed.  Sam and Dean were out on a hunt, just a simple salt and burn.  You were left at the bunker, but you weren’t upset about it.  For it was Halloween, and you had the perfect costume.  Sure, you were in a bunker and there was nowhere to really go trick-or-treating, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t have fun and dress up.

You planned on watching scary movies and eating candy all night.  You had picked out an angel costume because it wasn’t too revealing and you had always wanted to wear a pair of wings.  You slipped on the white silky dress that only went a little past your knees.  You were short so the costume was a little longer than it was meant to be.  You put on the wings and the halo, straightening it a bit.

You looked in the mirror that you had in your room, assessing how the costume looked.  You were happy with it.  As you folded your clothes you had worn earlier; the sound of wings fluttering was a pleasant surprise.  You turned around, wearing a proud grin as you put your hands on your hips.  “What do you think Cas,” you asked.

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Visiting Day

Prompt by Anon

As Eric gazed at you from a corner, he tried to understand why he could not take his eyes off you. For years he has seen dozens of initiates come through Dauntless and have been through countless boring Visiting Day’s but today was different and he knew his life had changed the moment you walked through the Dauntless door with your parents to visit your brother Mark.  You looked around wide-eyed and in awe of the Dauntless chambers. Eric caught himself smiling as you ran into your brother Mark’s arms  and he hugged you tight swinging you around a little. Eric was proud of Mark, as he was the top of his class. Mark’s only flaw was he and Four had become pretty close and Eric despised the self-righteous Four.

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Just a little filler chapter to give a little bit of plot development. Jarle has a semi-good idea and Dad is weird. There’s your plot summary for this bit! I’ll be working on more soon so stay tuned and hopefully things will pick up a bit. 

Prompt[s]:  It’s lovely to read how Loki changes, that he still have passion burning inside him, he just hides it

The Tower part 8 was fantastic!!

I love your work especially the tower…

‘The Tower’ (Part 9)

Part 8

Jarle had recently been contracted to redesign the large spire that marked the centre of the marketplace. It was a huge deal, even for the village’s best architect. With a pad in hand and a pencil behind his ear, he stood at the town’s border, where city met forest, humming quietly to himself as he looked up at the stretching spire. He had big ideas.

His sketching was only interrupted by the sound of something moving in the brush behind him. You burst from the thicket with a twig or two in your hair – as per usual – and froze when you spotted him.
“Should I ask?” He smirked, having evidently recovered from his previous fright.
“Would you believe me if I said I was foraging?”
“Not at all.”

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Stranger

Word count: 3306

Kai kills Jo and you find him, a big fight between you coming right after. After an accident, you get amnesia and don’t remember  who Kai is

‘So, you’re planning on laying low for a while? You’re just going to stay in the house and do nothing?’ You asked Kai, crossing your legs and leaning back on the couch.

'Sort of, yeah. I won’t show myself after Bonnie left me in 1903 prison world. I’ll just stay here with my girl… doing nothing.’ He planted a swift kiss on your forehead beefore plopping himself on the couch next to you, his feet placed firmly on the ground while his eyes were looking deeply into yours.

'Really? No dramatic show ups or no I’m going to get my revenge for being left behind?’ You asked him and furrowed your eyebrows, a bit of nervousness running through your body.

'Yes! Is that so hard to believe?’ Kai muttered and ran his fingers through his hair and showed you a big smile as if he was actually telling the truth.

'No, it’s just… that doesn’t sound like you. Kai that I knew before would rip everyone’s heads off for treating him like that, but apparently, not this Kai right here.’ You showed towards him and smiled as he pulled himself closer to you, wrapping his arms around your body tightly and pressed a kiss on the top of your head.

'I’m good now, remember? I don’t do that kinda stuff anymore. I have you.’

'Wow. New Malachai Parker. I like him, but I also liked that sexy, bad guy that made your blood boil and body shake from fear.’ You chuckled, your fingers tracing invisible circles on his chest.

'Hey, hey. I can still be that guy, just, maybe not the killing part but, torturing is not off the table.’ He trailed off, making you laugh.

'I still have to go to the wedding, you know that?’

'Yes. And have fun. I bet my sister is really happy with her twinsies on the way.’ He said and rubbed his forehead before letting his hand fall down on the couch next to him, making a thump noise. He sighed heavily and you could hear his calm heartbeat, the sound of it calming you down.

'Somehow,  I think that was sarcasm.’

'Maybe it was, I- you can see I’m not totally ok with being thrown away again, right?’ He said with a bit of anger in his voice.

'You’re not being thrown away. You still have me, unless you think that isn’t enough.’

'Hey-’ he cupped your face, forcing you to look at him in the eyes. 'you’re everything I need. When I have you I’m completely fine and don’t need anyone else. I love you.’

'Love you.’ You muttered as he pulled you closer and kissed you gently before bringing you closer to his body again, his arms wrapping around your body as you continued to listen to his calm heartbeat.

 

Screaming. People running. And then it all stopped. You were late for the Jo and Alaric’s wedding. Even though it was only a few couple of minutes that you missed, you still felt bad because you had promised you would be there. You were standing a few feet away from where the ceremony had to be, noticing it had somehow gotten a lot darker. There were no lights shining as they were before. It was darker and as if there was noone alive out there. You took off your heels and held them with your one hand as you started running as fast as you could to see what was going on. You removed a transparent curtain that was placed just above the doors and slowly walked in. Chandeliers that used to hang off the ceiling were broken. Flowers crushed, as they lost their natural and beautiful form, adding just a dash of romance to the room. There were people laying on the floor, covered in blood. Every single one of them. Your lips parted in shock, your hand finding its way to your face, covering your mouth. Some of them were your friends that you had know for a very long time and now they were gone. Caroline and Stefan were laying on the floor, with their necks broken. As you looked around, glancing at what the beautiful ceremony has turned into, your eyes landed on one person that you had never thought you would see here. Person who was your whole world and who meant so much to you, was right there, standing just a few feet away from you, covered in blood. A werewolf bit was showing on his neck, the wound deep and looking like he hadn’t had much time left. Worry took over your body, wanting to help him somehow even though you ad no idea what to do. He looked at you sympathetically, lips parting as if he wanted to say something, but he closed them again, unable to collect the words and put them to a normal sentence. Tears were forming in your eyes as you started putting the pieces together, realizing who has done such a terrible thing.

'Did- Did you do this?’ You asked him, your voice shaky and when there was only silence, no words from him, your whole world came crashing down. 'How could you do that?’ you cried out, your whole body shaking. You hadn’t been able to control your emotions or the words that had been coming out of your mouth.

'I’m sorry, I- I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to show them that-’ Kai started, but he never had the chance to finish or justify his actions. He was desperate to explain himself to you, but right at that moment you didn’t care. You wanted to take out all of your anger and pain on him and that’s exactly what you did.

'To show them what? That you are the same psycopath that kills people and that you are incapable of changing? Is that what you wanted to show them? If it is, then congratulations. You did it. You showed everyone what a monster you are and how you don’t deserve anything good in this world.’ You trailed off, your words hurting him more than anything out there. You believed in him. You believed that he had good intentions and that he actually wanted to change. There was good in him and you knew it, but those worse parts of him had flown to the surface and deep down you knew he didn’t want to stop himself from doing such a thing. It hurt you more than anything, because you actually trusted him. You couldn’t help but keep looking around the room, still seeing everyone laying on the cold floor as none of them remained alive.

'I’m so sorry you feel that way, but it was your choice to stand beside me and to be with me. You knew what kind of person I am and what I could do but you were still there. No one forced you to stay. You could have walked away any day you wanted.’ Kai stepped closer but still not enough to be as close to you as he wanted. He wanted to hold you in his arms and calm you down and apologize for whatever hurt you the most, but even though he has been your whole life for such a long time, him touching you was the last thing you wanted at that moment. You wanted him to stay away from you as much as possible. Every time he stepped closer, it felt like someone had kicked the air out of your lungs.

'Is that what you wanted? For me to leave?’ You asked him, knowing the answer from the moment those words left your body.

'Of course not. You know that that’s the last thing I want. Screw it, it’s not the last thing I want. I don’t want it. I want you to stay with me… because I can’t do this without you.’ He breathed out and stepped closer again, your breath hitching in your throat and your heart, beating as if it was ready to run away from your body and hide somewhere else.

'It’s a little bit late to want something like that, don’t you think?’ You hadn’t even noticed that he’s reached the spot where you were standing, your bodies only a few inches apart. You had a perfect view on the werewolf bite on his neck, black veins spreading from his wound on onto his jawline, the flesh on his neck refusing to heal. He looked desperate, as if he was afraid that he would lose you because of that big mistake that had just happened.

'Too late?’ He whispered, sounding like there was a lot of pain in his voice. His face expression had changed completely, looking at you sympathetically, his body moving even closer to yours. You knew exactly what he wanted to do. He was dying to put his arms around and pull you close. He was even ready to beg you not to leave him because he really did need you, but what he did had crossed every line.

'Yes! Look around you, Kai! You killed your whole coven. Your family. You killed my friends and look at yourself! A werewolf bite? You’re ready to die? Of course not. I’m sure you have a great plan that will help you heal and you’ll just continue with your life like nothing happened. It’s what you always do!’ You shouted, unable to control the volume of your voice or your emotions. You weren’t sad anymore. You were mad at him. Mad at him because even though he did such a thing, you still loved him more than your own life. He was everything to you and for sure, yoiu weren’t ready to lose him in any way, let alone like this, but you couldn’t forgive him what he did.

'Please listen to me. Please. Look at me.’ He begged you and desperately wanted to look you in the eyes, to see them once again before he lost you for good. You tried to ignore his gaze as long as possible, but you soon gave in, unable to look away from his beautiful blue eyes that have always looked at you with nothing but love and adoration. 'Please!’ He shouted, making your body jerk at his voice as he grabbed your arms with his hands, forcing your body to come closer to him. You tried with everything in you to get away from his grip, trying to move his hands off you, but he was too strong. It looked like being a heretic had it’s perks. You tried to pull your body back from him, his touch feeling like it would sting your skin. 'Hey, stop it. Stop. I said stop!’ He yelled at you, making you stop and look at him directly into his eyes. You breathed out heavily and closed your eyes for a split second, before opening them again and met Kai’s face again. For a few moments, you kept staring at him, watching his every action and how he was looking at you, his fingers slowly brushing against your exposed arms. A weak smile flashed across his face, but then it quickly disappeared.

'I wish I had never met you. If you had never walked into my life and I wish I had never fallen in love with you because it was the biggest mistake in my life. ’ You said abruptly, your own words cutting through you like knives. Kai’s grip suddenly loosened on your arms, letting them fall back beside his body, his gaze falling down on the floor. He looked around and brushed his hair with his fingers, wincing at the pain on his neck. When he turned around, his eyes were filled with tears, his vision blury but somehow he saw you perfectly.

'You- Do you really mean that?’ He chocked out, his voice breaking at the last few words. He was a heretic, a powerful siphon and a vampire, but somehow he had managed to feel like the weakest man in the world. He felt as if his knees would give up on him any second and as if he would drop down in front of you, with his heart broken into million pieces.

'I did. Every. Word.’ You leaned forward and whispered on his ear, your words once again, hurting him deep down inside his body. A single tear rolled down your cheek and dropped down between you and Kai, but you qickly wiped the rest of your tears, refusing to show how weak and hurt you felt. Not even a single world had left his mouth after those four words. You shook your head and snorted, throwing your hands in the air, completely giving up on everything. You turned around and walked away from him, leaving the place and walked outside, warm air splashing your face as you were finally able to take a deep breath, feeling relieved but also crushed and broken from the inside. You felt as if someone had ripped out a part of your body and that there was a big whole in your chest that nothing could fill up. Tears had finally started falling down your cheeks, your pain and cries filling up the silence surrounding you. You continued walking barefoot on the wet grass, you long dress dragging across the cold floor. You have finally reached the street but there was no one around. You have never felt more alone in your life than you did at that moment. You stopped in the middle of the street to lift your dress up a little bit, just above your knees, but when you looked up, you were faced with something else. A car was driving full speed towards you and had no intention in stopping. You froze, unable to move as the last thing that you felt was that same car hitting you, your body falling down onto the cold street. Everything went black. There was no sound, no faces, no one. You were all alone and in excruciating pain. After some time, you felt someone picking you up but you couldn’t find yourself to open your eyes and to show them that you’re alive and that you can hear them. Suddenly, there was a lot of voices. Yelling. Panic. You felt like you were dying, your whole body in pain as you were unable to move, a single tear streamed down your cheek and fell down on the pillow under your head. You somehow realized that you were on the bed, covered with something that was keeping you warm, but still not completely aware of your surroundings.

'Is she going to be ok?’ Someone spoke up, their voice unfamiliar to you. You heard footsteps all around you, guessing a lot of people have come to visit you but none of their voice sound familiar to you. You somehow managed to fall asleep again, a car coming towards you keep appearing in front of your eyes, the feeling of hitting you constantly going through your body. You wanted to scream your lungs out, but you couldn’t find yourself to let your voice leave your body. As if there was a lump in your throat, not letting you to let out a sound as you started panicking, your eyes shoting open in a second, a bright light in the room blinding you for a few moments. You took a deep breath, fear leaving your body for a moment and was replaced with relief and safeness once you figure where you were. You looked around as much as you could, taking in all the faces of people who were beside you, not recognizing anyone.

'Hey! How are you feeling?’ A girl with long brown hair approached you and whispered gently, placing her hand on top of yours, a small smile appearing on her face. You furrowed your brows and just shrugged your shoulders, still finding it frustrating why those people even came to see you.

'I- I don’t- know you. Any of you.’ You said abruptly, your voice cracking as the girl looked at one of the guys thatcwas standing on the other side of the room. Everyone looked worried, but you didn’t understand why. You couldn’t move your hand because it was broken, but you were desperate for the girl to let you go.

'It’s me.. Elena. I’m your friend.’ She muttered softly.

'I- I’m sorry, but I still don’t know who you are.’

The girl suddenly walked out of the room, two guys following her and closing the doors behind them. You sighed and shifted in your seat, wincing at the pain that stroke your body everything you moved.

'What do you mean I can’t see her? She’s my damn girlfriend!!’ A guy said loudly, groaning in frustration.

'You really have the guts to show up here after what you did at the wedding? You killed my best friend’s fiance in front of everyone and then your entire coven. I don’t see how a psychopath like should go in there and interact with the girl that is like family to me.’ The other guy said, his voice loud, even though it sounded more like he wanted to whisper.

'Please, Damon! I need to see her- I- I need to talk to her. I have to make things right.’ Damon? Never heard that before.

'No! Get out of here before I rip your freaking head off in the middle of this hallway!’ -Damon- said through gritted teeth as you heard a loud punch outside the room. Kai punched the wall in frustration, making a small hole inside and then walked out of the hospital, his blood boiling with anger. The only thing he wanted to do was to see you and tell you how sorry he was about everything.

Two weeks went by and you were still stuck in a hospital bed with a lot of unfamiliar people surrounding you. Even though you felt like they have been your friends for a while, it still felt as if you were all alone in this. You weren’t.

You were reading a magazine when the doors suddenly opened wide and a man walked inside, dressed all in black with blak trench coat on. He was beautiful and his eyes too your breath away from the moment you had managed to lay your eyes on them. He sat down on the chair next to you, pulling it closer as his hand found yours in a few second, holding on it tightly.

'Hey! I’m so glad you’re ok. I- i couldn’t get to you earlier because, well, Damon didn’t let me.’ He smiled shortly before he spoke up again. 'As if I needed his permission, right?’ He looked at you with hope in his eyes, but the only look you had given him was the look of confusion. You nodded, unsure what else to do.

'I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry and that I hope you will forgive me one day. I can’t- when I thought that I lost you, I was completely lost. You keep me going and I’m really hoping you can forgive me for everything I have done in the past and now.’ He trailed off and planted a gentle kiss on the back od your hand before rubbing it with his thumb gently. He leaned in and looked deeply into your eyes, biting his bottom lip. 'I love you. Always remember that.’ Silence filled the room as you pulled your hand away from Kai, bringing it closer to your body. Kai looked at you confused and swallowed hard, his hands shaking a little bit. You ran your fingers gently through your hair, placing a small lock behind your ear before you finally managed to speak up.

'Who are you?’

Easter Egg Hunt (Andy Biersack) (Black Veil Brides)

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!

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Word Count: 773

Y/N

You didn’t know who was more excited about today, your five year old daughter or your husband. It was Easter and you’d decided to take your daughter to a fun Easter egg hunt and Andy decided to tag along when he heard about free chocolate.

You and Andy sat with the other parents watching your daughter run around the small wooded area with a cute little pink basket which still had no eggs in. Your daughter was smaller than the other kids and some of the eggs had been put quite high in your opinion.

“Stop scowling love or you’ll get wrinkles, what’s wrong?”

Andy stroked your hand across the table and you sighed.

“Some of the eggs have been put high and our little girl can’t reach them which is unfair.”

“Well then we’ll have to do something about that then y/n.”

You were confused as to what Andy meant but before you could question him your daughter came running up to you with an empty basket and a pout on her beautiful face.

“Mummy, daddy, I can’t get any eggs and the other kids laugh at me.”

She was the spitting image of Andy right down to his blue eyes, the only feature of yours she had was your long h/c hair that nearly reached her waist. Andy picked her up and put her on his lap.

“Would you like daddy to help you princess?”

She nodded eagerly.

“Yes please daddy. Mummy can he help me?”

You couldn’t say no to two sets of bright blue eyes staring at you with puppy dog expressions.

“Yes he can angel, just make sure you get the most eggs then.”

ANDY

I high-fived my daughter after y/n gave us the all clear. I helped her off the chair and took her small hand in mine, when y/n first announced she was pregnant five years ago I was scared but then my little princess was born and ever since then she was my world and I’d do anything to make her happy.

y/n was right about some eggs being too high so I hoisted my daughter up and allowed her to pick them while the other kids weren’t around.

“Thank you for helping me daddy, I wanted at least one egg and now I have more than one.”

Just seeing her little face light up as she admired the eggs in her basket made my heart melt. I crouched down so that I was in front of her and kissed her forehead, I still had a good eight years before she hit those moody teenage years and I stopped being her knight in shining armour.

“We make a good team princess, now how about we cash these eggs in and get some chocolate?”

“Yay chocolate!”

Yeah, she was definitely her mother’s daughter with her sweet tooth. I led her towards the table where you handed in the eggs and got chocolate in return for each egg in your basket. The middle aged woman smiled warmly at us as I lifted my daughter so she could hand her basket over.

“She’s precious; you have a beautiful daughter sir.”

“Thank you, she’s my little princess.”

The woman handed us ten Easter eggs because we had ten eggs in the basket, y/n was going to be proud of us. As we made our way back over to y/n I noticed she wasn’t alone, Ashley was here with his son as was Jake and the three of them were laughing their heads off.

“Uncle Ash and Jake, look at all the eggs daddy helped me get.”

I sat down next to y/n and put our winnings on the table before leaning over and kissing her while our daughter pestered her uncle’s.

“I see you got lots of eggs Andy, you’re the best dad for helping her.”

“And you’re the best mum for not snitching me out to the people in charge.”

y/n laughed and swatted me away. Our daughter was currently sat on Ashley’s lap wearing his cowboy hat which was way too big for her.

“Ashley you’re not turning my princess into a cowgirl.”

Ashley put his hands up in surrender.

“You can’t hurt a guy for trying; now how about you share all this chocolate?”

Before I could protest our daughter shut me down with a single look and handed her Uncle Ashley one of the Easter eggs. Jake burst into laughter as did y/n.

“Wow Andy she’s definitely got her mums knack for shutting you down.”

I shook my head and held y/n closer to me; this was the perfect way to spend our Easter.

My Girl (Staurt Twombly One Shot)

I sighed heavily as I gripped at the manila folder in hand, the anger boiling deep inside me while Graham, yet again as per usual, made an asshole comment toward Zach, our overweight group member.

“You’re so fat, man,” he muttered, making a face in disgust. “So fat…”

I pressed my lips together as I tried to hold back my own snarky comment, but bit my tongue instead. With that he finally dismissed our team for the day.

As I collected the rest of my things and began heading out, I could feel myself deeply regretting the decision to ever come in for an internship at Google for the summer before my graduating year from Stanford. Well, more like I regretted ever agreeing to team up with Graham.

I rolled my eyes as he eyed me up and down the minute I began making my way toward the exit. From the get go, I knew he hadn’t bothered to pick me for his team based on my merit, but merely because of my looks. He made that extremely clear.

“Will I be seeing you later then, beautiful?” he smirked.

“Nope,” I stated simply, slamming the folder right into his chest and making my way out. He huffed out in slight annoyance, but desire.

“Always playing hard to get,” he said through his accent, not bothering to hide his smirk. “I love it.”

Ignoring the comment, I immediately reached down for my purse in attempt to pull out my phone and distract myself a little further while I continued to walk. I huffed out in annoyance as I continued to dig, but couldn’t find it. An audible gasp and small shriek escaped my lips as I ran into someone.

“Whoa, whoa,” an unfamiliar voice cried out, reaching out for my arms and quickly grounding me. “I’m so sorry about that!”

I quickly turned over to look directly into a wrinkled smile and kind blue eyes. Instantly, I was able to recognize one of the older interns Graham was so set on destroying.

“You’re fine,” I breathed out before finally gripping the familiar lump and pulling out my phone from my purse. “Thank you.” With that I lowered my gaze onto the screen and attempted to maneuver my way past the old man.

“Whoa, whoa, hang on there,” he began, his hands pulling me back by the arms. “You’re (Y/N), right? Part of Graham’s team?”

“Yeah,” I nodded, looking up to him, my brows furrowing slightly.

“I’m Nick,” he smiled, dropping his hold on me and extending a hand for me to take.

“Pleasure,” I responded rather curtly as I looked back down to my phone screen.

“Look at you,” he seemed to chuckle. “You remind me of a certain team member of my own. Nose always stuck to that small four-inch screen. Uh, maybe you’ve met him.” He made a gesture and I barely glanced in time to watch him point over to someone in the distance. My eyes followed. “Stuart. Stuart Twombly.”

The minute my gaze landed on the boy, I felt my throat constrict and my cheeks burn up. Of course I knew who Stuart Twombly was. We both had gone to the same high school, graduated the same year, hung around the same crowd of people. He was the same boy I had been crushing on since my freshman year. However, he never knew I even existed.

It was a huge surprise when I came to find out that he had joined the Google internship program as well. That first day, when we were split up into groups, I had hoped to join him, but Graham beat me before I could even approach the boy.

During the first challenge, I would steal glances toward him every now and then. Watch as him and his team mates would frantically write against the clear board trying to figure out the bug in the code. However, the minute he’d take notice that someone was watching, I’d instantly look away. It wasn’t until the second challenge that I tried to interact with him, but as usual, he was glued to his phone. During the second half of Quidditch, I purposely dropped the quaffle in order for Stuart to get a hold of it and score for his own team, earning them the big win. For a brief moment we exchanged smiles that day, but it never went past that.

“I take that as in you do know him?” Nick gave a laugh, snapping me back into reality.

“I—I might have been acquainted with him,” I stammered, lowering my gaze yet again as my face only grew hotter.

“Whoa, wait a minute,” his expression seemed to twist into that of sneaking suspicion. “Do I detect a little something for our little Stewie?”

“N—No. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I cleared my throat and held my head high, straightening my composure as if to seem uninterested. “You guys are the enemy, according to Graham. The competition. And besides, Google policy is: say no to love. Even if I was interested—which I’m not—it’s not going to happen.”

“Now, now,” he shook his head and chuckled. “I can see straight through the act. There’s no need to pretend you’re even on that asshole’s side. I’m sure you’re a pretty smart girl. Maybe a current student attending UCLA or something—”

“Stanford,” I corrected.

“Even better,” Nick shrugged. “You know that following Graham will only take you so far. And policy or not… You gotta live a little sometimes. I mean take me for instance; I was told I’m not allowed to go after a certain sexy Australian in management, but yet I took a chance and asked her out to dinner some time.” He paused as he looked down to me, pointing a finger. “Now I saw that glint in your eye. It was just enough to tell me everything I need to know.”

“Which is?” I gulped slightly.

“You care about Stu. You’re interested,” he smirked slightly. “And a little birdy once told me… He seems to be pretty interested in you too. Do with that what you will.” He seemed to shrug before walking off. “It was nice meeting you, (Y/N).”

I squinted my gaze as I watched him walk off toward his group, clapping his hand with Stuart in greeting before getting back to their own work. The boy’s eyes flickered over to me briefly, a small awkward smile creeping upon his lips before tentatively waving toward me with two fingers. Could the bump in have been on purpose?

~

Later that day, I sighed heavily as I slammed the empty tray over the bar counter, my calves burning and my feet throbbing with regret. Much like every other night I took up a shift at the bar, my body begged me to stop wearing heels. However, that seemed to be nearly impossible with the kind of job I had.

Even though Google provided me with a lot of things, I still had bills to pay, and the internship was just that… An internship. Meaning, I had no money whatsoever. With that being said, I took up a part time job as a waitress slash bartender at a local strip club.

Sure, I could have easily taken up a waitressing job at any other restaurant or bar, but Brass Rail was known for its huge tips. In one shift, I could easily pay for my car and phone bill. And the best part about it all, I didn’t have to take my clothes off for the money either. However, policy did state that my appearance had to be presentable. And by presentable, I mean I had to wear promiscuous outfits, especially if I wanted to make great tips for the night.

“Why don’t you take the rest of the night off?” Patty, the bartender for the night, asked as she wiped the bar counter clean. The woman was a few years older, but she had become a really close friend of mine and she most definitely looked out for me. “You’ve been working hard for the past couple of days. And besides, shouldn’t you be back at home working with your team to create that new app or whatever?”

“No, Graham got it all covered,” I said with a roll of my eyes.

“Either way, I think we’ve got it covered. The night’s still young, maybe you should go out and have some fun!” Patty encouraged as her lips curved into a playful smile. “Maybe find yourself a cute boy or something. You’re always too busy with your internship and here that you never have any time for yourself. Find yourself a cutie.” It took me a minute to realize she was nodding toward the entrance. “Kinda like that one.”

My eyes flew over to the door, quickly landing on the familiar boy that stood at the front of his group, nose buried deep into his phone. Instantly, I felt my eyes go wide as I caught sight of his friend and team mate, Nick. He quickly grinned as he noticed me and began reaching out for Stuart, who didn’t bother to acknowledge him.

“Oh no,” I gasped, quickly spinning around and gripping at the counter behind me.

“What?” Patty asked. “What’s the matter, sugar?”

“I—I know him,” I stammered.

The music continued to blare throughout the club, the bass bouncing, while Patty took a moment to herself and gasping.

“Ahhh! I see where this is going!” she shouted over the sound. “You like the boy, don’t cha?”

“Kinda,” I admitted guiltily as I turned back to her feeling myself wanting to panic. “But he’s never noticed me.”

“Then make him notice you,” Patty smirked. I gasped as she suddenly reached over the counter and toward my already see-through romper, ripping at the buttons in order to reveal more of my black laced bralette and stopping just an inch before my belly button. She ran her hands through my hair, adjusting it before turning me back to face the group. “Now grow some ovaries and go to him!”

I stared at the boy with wide eyes for a moment before sucking in a deep breath and starting my way over to them. You could do this. You got this, (Y/N). “By the way! You’re officially off the clock! So whatever you do from here on out won’t be held against you!” Patty shouted after me.

“Show you to your table?” One of the topless girls asked as she approached the group. Her eyes landed on Stuart, about to make a move before I stopped her in her tracks.

“I’ll take care of this one,” I assured her with a small smile. He hadn’t bothered to tear his gaze away from his phone.

“Great big world out there, my friend,” Nick said, his fingers making their way under the boy’s chin. “Just three inches up, I beg you.”

His eyes slowly lifted, growing slightly as he finally noticed who stood before him. I bit my lower lip as I felt a surge of confidence grow from within me.

“Hey,” I greeted simply.

“Hey,” he said breathlessly.

“I’m—”

“(Y/N),” he nodded, seeming dazed. “I know.”

Nick’s lips curved into a huge grin as he pushed him toward me.

“Experience the world, Stewie,” he encouraged. “There’s a whole lot more outside that phone screen.” I looked over to Nick, nodding in appreciating before turning back to the dazed boy that stood before me.

“What—what are you doing here?” Stuart asked.

“I work here,” I responded, taking his hand and leading them to their table.

“You’re not—”

“I’m not a stripper,” I laughed as I turned over my shoulder to look at him. “I’m a waitress slash bartender. I needed something to pay the bills while I’m doing this internship at Google.”

“In that case, you can hook us up right?” Nick asked as he rushed his way forward. I grinned and nodded.

“Shots on me, guys,” I said, coming to a stop and turning over to Stuart. “But only if this one dances with me after.”

He pushed on his glasses and opened his mouth as he turned to his friends, unsure of what to say before Nick and the others nodded in encouragement.

“O—Okay,” Stuart agreed.

~

Everybody cheered as I made my way over to the table, carrying the large tray containing the fourteen shots of tequila.

“Before we do this, (Y/N), meet Billy, Lyle, Neha, Yo-Yo, and of course you know Stuart,” Nick quickly tried to introduce as he clapped his two hands together. “Now we can all indulge into some good ol’ shots knowing each other’s names! Let’s go!”

“It’s about time this group had a night,” the other man, known as Billy said.

“Let the good times roll!” Nick shouted.

“Bingo!” Billy agreed.

“There’s two for everyone,” I grinned as I placed the tray down and my way over in order to sit next to Stuart.

“Alright, here we go!” Nick cheered, picking up a shot and handing it over to the boy known as Yo-Yo. “Bottoms up, bud!”

“Oh, I—I can’t,” he stammered.

“What? You’re twenty-one right?” Nick asked.

“Yeah, but my mom says alcohol numbs the brain,” Yo-Yo shook his head.

“Look, I’m not saying a shot of tequila’s the first step on the journey to self-respect, but goddamn, maybe it’s a step in the right direction. Maybe?” Nick finished off, handing him the shot as we all took one in our hands. “Your call.”

The boy hesitated for a moment.

“One shot!” Yo-Yo finally said, holding up a finger rather sternly.

“You’re gonna want that other one, dude,” I grinned as I edged myself closer to the table, holding out my shot.

“Anyways, CHEERS!” Billy shouted as we all brought our shot glasses and clanged them together before taking the swig of alcohol.

“To the night you’ll never remember!” Nick cheered.

We all turned to Yo-Yo as he was the last to take his shot. He hesitated for a moment before forcing the liquid down and shutting his eyes tightly. We all waited for a moment as he shot up out of his seat and began screaming.

“YEAH!” He shouted.

“All right!” Everyone cheered.

“One more!” Yo-Yo cried out, reaching out for his other shot glass.

I gripped at Stuart’s hand and intertwined our fingers the minute we finished our last shot and began leading him to a clear opening. Whether it was the new found confidence that began blossoming after Patty or maybe it was the tequila taking over, I felt myself growing comfortable enough to dance.

“Holy shit,” Stuart breathed out as I turned my back to him and wrapped his hands around my waist, moving my hips along with the rhythm. I gave a satisfied smirk as I pressed myself against him, allowing him to move along with me.

We had gotten halfway through the song, grinding against one another before he stopped. Stuart quickly turned me around, keeping his hands over my waist while I wrapped my arms around his neck, enjoying the closeness.

“Can we talk?” He finally asked, gulping slightly.

My smile faded as I looked up to him, letting my hands slide down from his shoulders to his chest.

“Yeah sure,” I nodded. He took up my hand and lead me back to the table, where the rest of the interns had cleared up in order to have their own fun. We both sat down, Stuart instantly dropping his hold on my hand before wiping it against his jeans and looking down.

“Uh. I—I have to confess something,” he stammered.

“What is it?” I asked, my brows furrowing slightly, attempting to scoot closer to him.

He hesitated for a moment, noticing the closing space between us.

“Is it horrible timing to say I’ve liked you since freshman year of high school?” He asked. My smile faded slightly as my eyes widened. “Maybe it’s the tequila talking…”

“N—No. I—I mean, you have?”

He simply nodded.

“I just never thought I’d even get the chance to do this with you,” he admitted, finally finding the courage within himself to turn to me and motioning between the two of us. “I always figured you didn’t know I even existed. I mean, I know I’m not the greatest person ever. I don’t like people and I hide behind snarky comments, so I come off as an asshole, but…” His eyes softened. “I like you. You’ve been the only person I’ve ever really liked.”

I kept my silence as my expression lifted in awe.

“When I saw that you took this internship at Google, you were the only person I wanted to team up with. Especially knowing your background. I mean, you were Valedictorian in high school, so obviously you’re really smart—like, really smart. So, when I saw you walk in through those doors, I thought… maybe this is my second chance, my time to grow some balls and actually talk to you and work with you, but then I saw Graham beat me to it, so I gave up,” he lowered his gaze again as he shrugged. “I grew bitter. Became more of an asshole… I just didn’t want to team up with anybody else.” I pressed my lips together as I felt myself smile.

“I like you too, Stuart,” I finally said, taking up his hand. He looked up to me, surprise lining his features. “If I’m being honest, I’ve liked you since freshman year too. I just didn’t have the courage to talk to you and get to know you better back then.”

His lips curved into a small smirk as looked to me from the corner of his eye, a new sort of confidence about him showing.

“Well, in that case… wanna start over?”

I chuckled and felt my smile turn into a grin.

“I’d like that,” I nodded.

“Drinks?!” I heard a familiar voice shout over the booming music. Quickly turning over, I finally noticed Patty standing around with a tray full of shots, a smirk plastered over her face.

“YEAH!” Yo-Yo cheered as the others came swarming in for their drinks.

~

After a few more shots and other various drinks, both Stuart and I began to loosen up. Talking and laughing the night away. Just a few feet ahead of us Neha began bouncing up and down, before running up and taking me by the hands and leading me to the dancefloor. I quickly turned back and grabbed a hold of Stuart’s hand, bringing him along.

The beat began to pick up and I moved my body to the rhythm while Neha tried to grind against me. I laughed as Stuart stood back, dancing about rather awkwardly. An idea suddenly sparked as Neha was dragged away by one of the various strippers in order to receive a lap dance. The tequila was definitely taking over this time.

I led Stuart back to the table before tossing him back into the comfortable chairs. His glasses fumbled a bit before he pushed them back with a laugh. I smirked before quickly climbing over him, straddling him and giving into the music. My first official lap dance over the guy I had been crushing on for six years.

My hands ran through his dark hair, his glasses messing up along the process as I drew closer to his face. His own hands made their way down to my hips, moving me along his lap. I smirked as I lowered myself just inches away from his lips.

“Look at what we got cooking here!” Billy laughed as we both continued to move along. “Ready?” I snorted and moved in order to rest my head over Stuart’s shoulder as the giggling took over the minute a flash of light spotted over us and Billy finished taking our picture.

“Exchangeagram moment, bitches!” he cried out, while the two guys high fived.

I threw my head back and laughed as I continued to grind against the boy once Billy left us to our private moment. The tequila was definitely talking for me as I lowered myself once again, my body not bothering to stop. My hands gripped at Stuart’s face as he watched in amazement, slowly lowering them down to his shoulders. I bit the corner of my lip for a moment as I drew closer to him. He stopped, having caught on as one of his hands made their way over to the crook of my neck. Our breaths slowed down as they came out in low shallow huffs. Without further hesitation, we both collided, our lips finally connecting. Whether it was the alcohol or something more, my head swirled and for a moment I could have sworn that sparks flew from all around. The whole place seemed to grow quiet for a moment. It was just the two of us and from deep inside, I felt a surge of emotions begin to pour out into the long awaited kiss. The moment I had been anticipating was finally happening and it completely surpassed any fantasy I had ever had. He was an amazing kisser and the chemistry was beyond what I had ever imagined. The make out session ensued the minute we began to move our lips against one another.

“(Y/N)?!” A familiar voice called out from behind. I quickly pulled away with a gasp, my whole body tensing up. “What the hell are you doing with these losers?!”

“Graham,” I muttered, turning my attention to the boy.

“I’ve been calling you fifty thousand times,” he held out his phone, his brows merging. “Zach said you’d be at work, but I see you’ve been doing far more than just work.”

I quickly climbed off of Stuart and looked down in shame. Even though I hated the guy, I didn’t want to be kicked off the team. It was still a great opportunity to work at Google, even if that meant I had to deal with Graham the entire time. If I was kicked out, there went my chances.

“You’re coming back with me,” he demanded, snatching up my wrist and pulling me with him. “We have work to do!” I tried to yank myself away, but it was useless. Turning back, I noticed the anger flicker over Stuart’s face as I stared back apologetically, stumbling behind Graham. It was bound to happen, being a part of his team, I wasn’t allowed to interact with the competition. Especially Stuart.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Nick held out his hands in the air as he stepped between the exit and Graham. “What seems to be the problem here?”

“It’s not any of your business, old geezers,” he spat out, attempting to maneuver past the two.

“Come on take it easy,” Nick grinned as a few other guys began approaching the scene. Graham’s posse no doubt. “Is this the Jets and the Sharks all of a sudden? Montague and Capulets?” Stuart pushed his way through, finally facing Graham and his grip suddenly tightened around my wrist. He smirked as he pulled my body closer to him, wrapping an arm around my waist. I cringed and tried to push away from him as he lowered his face to mine.

“(Y/N) is part of my team. She’s my girl, isn’t that right, sweetheart?” He drawled out as he tried to kiss my cheek. My brows furrowed and I pushed him back, the anger I felt obvious by now.

“I’m not your girl!” I spat back. This seemed to please him as he gave a laugh.

“She sure loves to play hard to get,” Graham smirked, turning to the others. “Now, if you’ll excuse us. We need to get back on track to beating you guys.” He turned to me, wrapping an arm around my waist. “Come on beautiful.”

I made a face and tried to push away his arm.

“Get off of me—”

“Don’t touch her,” Stuart grumbled, stepping before the two grown men that tried to hold him back, his hands shaking as he balled them into fists. Yo-Yo, Neha, and Lyle soon appeared just behind.

“Oh yeah?” Graham huffed, seeming amused. “What are you going to do about it?”

I gasped as the strobe lights suddenly turned on and the fighting began. Stuart was the first to throw a punch and lock against Graham’s jaw. Indistinct shouts began to echo throughout the place as the others joined in.

“Stop!” I cried out, trying to pull Stuart away from Graham.

“AHHHHH!!!!” Yo-Yo ferociously yelled as he climbed over a table and jumped on someone’s back. I shrieked and stepped back as Graham fell over on his back, Stuart punching furiously.

“STOP!” I shouted again.

“Stay away from MY girl!” Stuart cried out, his hands gripping at Graham’s collar before raising him for a second and slamming him right back down. My eyes widened slightly as I stared in both shock and awe. He had called me his girl.

“My mother hits harder than you!” Yo-Yo shouted, instantly snapping me back into reality.

“YEAH! Down goes Frazier! Whoo!” Neha cheered as she kicked someone’s groin. “What’s up—oh, shit!”

My eyes widened as the security guards all began rushing in, picking up the girl and attempting to escort her out.

“See you again! I’ll kill you!” she shouted as she struggled against them. “Hide your kids! Hide your wife!”

One of the bigger ones finally managed to yank Stuart away from Graham.

“That’s how you party!” Stuart shouted in pride before being escorted out. I pressed my lips together as I fought back my laugh before attempting to follow after.

“(Y/N)! Where the hell do you think you’re going?!” The boy cried out, his body still laid out as he tried to raise himself on his elbows. “Get back here!”

I stopped and turned to him, my expression hardening. Maybe I would regret my decision later, but I had had enough of Graham for one night.

“No,” I responded. “Find yourself another team member. I quit!”

“You can’t quit! You’re mine!”

“No,” I shook my head. “I’m Stuart’s now.”

Just a few steps ahead, the boy stopped and looked to me in awe as I turned to him with a smile. Stuart suddenly grunted as the security guard kneed him and pushed on to get them out. My eyes widened and I quickly rushed over to help.

“We’re too hot to party!” Yo-Yo shouted as a security guard yanked on his collar. “That’s why they got to kick us out! Cause they’re gonna call the fire department! Why don’t you bring it outside the party?!”

“WHOOO!” Lyle cheered on.

“No more fun, c’mon,” Nick sighed as he grabbed a hold of the two boys and led them out.

~

Stuart and I sat back on one of the picnic tables by the Golden Gate Bridge, one of the few spots made to take in the beauty of it all. The boy groaned slightly as I lightly tried to clean up his wounds. I made a face and chuckled as he lightly pushed my hand away, not being able to stand the pain.

“You really took a beating back there,” I muttered.

“Well, I couldn’t stand around and let that asshole disrespect you like that,” he grumbled, his eyes glued onto the bridge.

“Would you look at that view?” Nick sighed out as he made his way closer to us, clapping a hand on Stuart’s back and causing him to wince in pain. “Buddy, you were an animal out there tonight!”

“Right,” Stuart scoffed, resting his elbows over his knees and looking down.

“No, you were!” Nick shook his head. “I’m sure (Y/N) agrees with me!”

I simply nodded.

“Thanks for standing up for me,” I smiled, keeping my gaze on him. Reaching out for his hand, he turned to me for a moment as we intertwined our fingers and I scoot my way closer to him, resting my head over his shoulder.

“Awe, would you look at that? Looks like you two really hit it off,” Nick grinned. “Glad my plan worked!”

“You set this whole thing up?” Stuart asked, his eyes squinted as he turned to the man in disbelief. He gave a shrug as he stuffed his hands into his jean pockets.

“I had a hunch you two had a little somethin’ somethin’ so I thought why not?” Nick chuckled. “It sure got you to loosen up, Stewie. Plus, I figured it’d give me some brownie points so you’d warm up to me.” Stuart fought back a smile before turning to me as I nuzzled myself closer to him.

“Thanks man,” he said, turning back to Nick.

“What up with it, hot thing,” Lyle continued to sing along, making his way over to us as he texted away. “Hot thing, hot thing…”

“Lyle!” Nick called out. “Looks like you also hit it off tonight. Saffron, right?”

“Yeah, I’m texting her that I love her and I’m sending her this picture I just took of little Lyle when he made pee in the bushes,” he slurred. “Look, he’s winking!”

“No, Lyle. Lyle, Lyle, that’s a horrible idea,” Nick shook his head. “Please don’t do that. You’re drunk off your ass.”

“I appreciate your concern, but I’m flying, baby,” Lyle responded with a high pitched chuckle.

“Okay, Lyle, you’re not flying,” Billy joined in, shaking his head. “What’s seventeen squared?”

“Two eighty-nine. Why?” Lyle asked.

“Give me a harder question that that,” Billy sighed as he turned to us. “You know where I’m driving with this.”

“Try, uh, maybe square root of seventeen,” Stuart suggested.

“Like, four point twenty-three? Maybe?” Lyle answered uncertainly, his expression becoming puzzled for a moment.

“That’s the app,” Nick gasped. “That’s the app we should do right there!”

“What?” Billy asked. My brows furrowed slightly as I sat up straighter, not bothering to drop my hold on Stuart.

“Some quiz questions you gotta answer before you can send a drunk text or a drunk email or phone call. Something to protect you from yourself,” Nick continued.

“Wait, you guys still haven’t come up with an app yet?” I asked.

“No,” Stuart shook his head.

“Well, that’s actually a pretty good idea,” I nodded.

“Can we do that?” Billy asked.

“Hells yeah, we could do that,” Neha scoffed out with a nod.

“Are you shitting me? I could program the shit out of that bitch on the bus ride home,” Yo-Yo slurred as he kept his laid down position.

“I could help with the customization and settings,” I suggested, my eyes landing on the drunk boy. “Considering the condition of the main operator.”

“Wait… You’re going to help us?” Billy asked, his expression twisting into that of confusion. “I thought you were with Graham.”

I grimaced as I looked down and tried to force a smile.

“Actually, I don’t belong to any team now, so there goes my internship,” I shrugged. “Which means you guys aren’t the competition anymore, so I could definitely help.”

Nick and Billy turned to one another while the others looked amongst each other. Their expressions lit up as they finally looked to me.

“(Y/N), how would you like to be one of our fellow Nooglers?” Nick offered. My eyes widened and I felt myself grin.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, can’t leave Stewie’s girlfriend behind now, can we?” Nick chuckled.

“I’m in!” I huffed out in excitement.

“C’mon then!” Billy began standing up.

“Let’s roll!” Nick announced. “Let’s get back to HQ!”

“Hey, wait, wait,” Stuart stopped everyone. “Let’s—let’s stay, like, five minutes, you know?” His eyes flickered over to me. “Just enjoy the view a little more.”

“Yeah, all right,” Nick agreed.

“Okay!” Billy sighed out and sat back.

Stuart hesitated for a moment as he looked directly into my eyes, his face slowly inching closer to mine. Before I knew it, he took up the crook of my neck and our lips gently met for a moment. From all around, I could hear the rest of the group start to cheer, causing us to laugh through the kiss and ultimately break away. I rested my head over Stuart’s shoulder as he pulled me closer, our eyes landing back to the rising sun over the ocean. What a way to end the night.


(A/N Crystal): Okay I know this blog is supposed to be Teen Wolf related but omg I had to because Stuart is just ugh. Beautiful. Anyways. I’m so sorry for the quality. I’ve been locked out from my computer so had to post through phone. Sorry for any mistakes! Hope you guys enjoyed!

Title: By Choice (Part One)
Word Count: 5.5K+
Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Female Reader
Summary: Kurt meets someone that makes him realize he’s the only one who can be in charge of his own life, and [Y/N] meets someone that makes her feel she’s the most special person in the world.  
Warnings: None except the tiniest mention of the origin of Kurt’s scars.
A/N: Oh man… this was supposed to be a 2K words story at most but I went overboard, like… really bad, and now I had to split it up in parts. It’s my first story here and I’m freaking out, because it’s a little all over the place. So, if you can tell me what you think about it it would be awesome! Also, English is my second language, so forgive me if I make mistakes (and point them out if you want to, I love learning). As the story progresses, it will include some headcanons [x x x] (or variations of them) that I sent to @shayara. Also, the summary isn’t just for Part One, it’s for the whole story.


It was no secret that Kurt Wagner’s life hadn’t been an easy one. As a child– even though there were many things he just couldn’t remember anymore– he had been despised by the community he should’ve been a part of, who believed him to be a demon that was supposed to be to feared. It hadn’t been easy to spend so much time hiding, terrified of what people would do to him if they ever found out where he was.

But hard as it had been– and by what he swore was the will of God– his life had been blessed by the circus. The circus was the biggest, most important part of Kurt’s life. In there, he found a family: people who accepted him and treated him as their equal. In the circus, he shone. He was The Incredible Nightcrawler, the best acrobat they had ever seen. People admired him and his unbelievable talent for acrobatics– even if they didn’t know that the way he looked on every performance wasn’t a costume, but his own flesh. And yet it didn’t matter, because to Kurt, hiding his true self was worth it when he saw the excited faces of the audience every time he performed.

However, it hadn’t been all good moments that would turn into happy memories. The scars he had inflicted on his own skin were a testament of that. 

One for every sin.

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Once I got into this, I churned it out so quickly because I enjoyed it that much. As a result, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was riddled with spelling and grammar errors. Thank you to @goldstarxd​ for the request. It’s been so long since I’ve done a Bruce fic! Hopefully, everyone else will like it as well. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt: Can you continue ‘Doctors Orders?’

‘Doctor’s Orders’ (Part 2)

Part 1

Bruce’s eyelids fluttered apart when he felt you stirring next to him. He looked around groggily and cleared his throat a couple of times. He doesn’t remember ever having slept so well…

Looking to his left, he spotted you rolling away and kicking your legs over the bedside.
“Good morning,” he murmured, shielding his eyes as a flash of the outside world spilled through your window. You responded, however, with a sneeze and Bruce smiled.
“I’d ask how you’re feeling but apparently you’re no better.”

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Life Ain’t Simple - Part 6

Dean Winchester x Reader

2142 Words


Dean is incredibly happy to be out on the open road with his baby under him. He hollers out the window, all of them rolled down and the radio blasting. You sit between him and Sam, taking a look around at the nature surrounding you.

“Fuck, it’s amazing!” Dean smirks, his eyes straight on the road, dodging some roadkill. “Listen to that purr!”

Sam raises an eyebrow and shoots you a look. “That’s your boyfriend.” He tries not to laugh, but he enjoys the Impala, too. “Should we pull over? Give you two some alone time?” He teases.

Dean chuckles and slaps his large hand on your thigh, giving it a rough squeeze. “Naw, I got my baby, and my baby, and my baby brother. What more could a man ask for?” He speeds down the road, his foot gently pressing the gas harder and harder until you’re sure he may enter a new year.

“You’ve been giving her a lot more attention than me these last few days.” You stick your tongue out, looking over at Dean.

He reaches over your shoulder and pulls your body against him, the heat seeping off of him. “Showed you a lot of attention at the same time, amiright?” He smirks, causing Sam to turn his head and fake a cough, wishing he were anywhere but here.

Giggling, you sit up and kiss Sam’s cheek. “I think Sam is feeling left out, doll. He needs some lovin’ too.” You coo and playfully twist a strand of hair around your finger.

“Hey! Mine!” Dean barks, yanking you back at his side with a blushing Sam trying to press himself against the door. Dean growls deep in his chest and lets his fingers slip through yours, driving with his left hand on the wheel. “Mine.”

“Calm down.” You giggle, looking up at the man. “I’m just having a bit of fun.”

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