“Kevin called today just to say that he’s emailing me extra drills to add to my training regimen. Because apparently I’m getting slower? Whatever. I told him to fuck off, but like that’s ever worked before,” Neil concludes. Andrew makes a vague sound of agreement, but since they’re on the phone, Neil has a hard time judging just how uninterested Andrew really is.
“Anyway,” Neil says, “I met up with Travis after practice to work on plays. He actually knows his shit, you know? He has this idea to keep Wilson back so that Singh can have better control of the line, and it’s genius. Singh is obviously superior when it comes to—”
“Travis?” Andrew interrupts him, suddenly sounding a good bit more attentive.
“Yeah, Travis Patterson. The one from the University of Texas?” Neil waits for some kind of acknowledgement but continues anyway when he gets none. “He’s easily our best backliner, aggressive as hell but knows where to draw the line. And he’s smart too, like he actually thinks before he makes a move. Which is rare.” Neil rolls his eyes at the general state of talent in the Professional Exy League, even though Andrew can’t see him. If he could, he would probably just glare and call Neil a junkie, so maybe it’s for the best. “I think we’re meeting up again on Thursday to go over specifics, make sure everything will really click before I try to implement the switch at practice,” Neil says, almost to himself. He gets up from the couch and makes his way into his bedroom, opening the top drawer on his nightstand and reaching for the stack of orange sticky notes in the back corner. He jots down “Travis - Thursday @ 7:00” and heads to the kitchen to press it to the refrigerator until it holds.
“What are you doing this weekend?” Andrew asks out of nowhere.
“I have a home game on Saturday afternoon, and then that charity event thing on Sunday…” Neil says, and it almost comes out as a question. Andrew knows this already. His team is off this weekend, but Neil’s schedule is so booked that they agreed it wasn’t worth the five hour plane ride.
“I’m coming. I can be there Saturday morning. 9:35,” Andrew states.
“Uh,” Neil blanks a bit out of shock but decides not to question it. Like he would ever complain. “Okay, yeah. I’ll be there to pick you up.”
“Okay,” Andrew says, disinterested tone back in full force.
“Hey, are you—” Neil begins, but Andrew has already hung up.
It isn’t abnormal for them to hang up without a proper goodbye, but there is usually at least a bit more ceremony to it. Neil shrugs to himself, chalking it up to Andrew being Andrew.
Andrew fucking hates flying.
This is news to no one. So this spontaneous five hour flight with only two days of mental preparation may seem ill-advised. And it is. Andrew knows that it is. But he hits “confirm” to book it anyway, cursing himself every step of the way. But he could only listen to Neil go on and on about Travis for so long before he cracked.
Andrew knows exactly who Travis is. Travis William Patterson, 27 years old, 6’3” backliner from middle of nowhere, Texas, current starter for the Boston Hurricanes, #9. As a matter of fact, Andrew is looking at him right now. ESPN is showing Exy highlights from last weekend, and Neil’s team just happens to be up at this very moment.
The Neil on screen has just performed some ridiculous move that absolutely should not have ended with a goal but somehow did, and he is immediately met with high-fives from his teammates and an affectionate-looking hug from Travis. Andrew can most certainly be objective, and this exchange looks pretty platonic. But Andrew is also a man attracted to men, and he has to admit that Travis is good looking. Really good looking. He’s got that whole good ol’ boy, yes ma’am/no sir, homegrown Southern cowboy appeal. If you’re into that. Which Andrew definitely isn’t, and he doesn’t think Neil is either.
Andrew knows that Neil isn’t the cheating type, but that doesn’t stop Andrew from feeling just a little possessive over him. He and Neil have been together for eight years now, so Andrew probably has nothing to worry about. And yet here he is, watching several hundred dollars drain from his bank account thanks to this impromptu flight.
Akatsuki no Yona extra chapter “Take care” full scanlation
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Okay okay idk if request are open for HC or anything but can I get some more HC for Poly!Hamilsquad?? I friggen love you btw💜
boss’ memo : HCs are still open / will be open for a while!! i don’t close ‘em unless i have 20 in the inbox! and how could i resist someone confessin’ their love for me? ilu too, anon friend !!!! <3 also!! if you guys have any hcs, you can send them to me as asks and i might write something about ‘em ! you can also ask me to expand on some hcs in the form of fics !
how you won their hearts, a guide:
you’re with john laurens, first. you approach him after he gets in a scuffle, offering to help patch him up. it’s a slow romance–with the two of you going from friends to best friends to rivals and back again and during a moment of tension, he announces his feelings for you !! he thinks you’re sometimes too reckless, but so is he, and the two of you gotta stick together!! (he later informs you that he’s in a polyam relationship, and offers to introduce you to his partners. you take it all better than he thinks you would’ve!)
and so, hamilton falls in love with you because don’t think he didn’t notice your eyes darting to watch him work. don’t think he didn’t notice you bring him something to drink. don’t think he didn’t notice you doting over him, telling him to go to bed, bringing him a blanket, turning the lights off… he may be exhausted, but don’t think he didn’t notice–oh. how cute you are. whoa. oooh, you’re adorable!! especially when you notice he’s looking at you! welp, now he’s got the urge to write about you and well, here he goes!! that’s two pages now! he doesn’t waste much time in confessing to you !!
hercules has been trying to get with you since day one, as he realizes that if two of his partners adore you, then clearly, you’re something special ! he pulls out all the stops, realizes that you have the most amazing smile, makes a fool of himself just to see it–brings you gifts, slowly eases you into being comfortable with his touch. he works it up until he can surprise you with kisses. you wake up in bed with hercules one morning, around two am. you sit up at the same time he does and the two of you only have to squint at each other in the darkness for a few moments before he mumbles, “… uh, this okay with you?”. you nod, and he kisses you before pulling you into bed with him for more nap time and cuddling. he falls in love with the way you cuddle into his chest and smile into his neck. he understands now !! alex and john grin when they see you wearing his shirt.
lafayette takes a bit to come around, but not because he dislikes you or is wary, no–as a matter of fact, the two of you end up being pretty close friends! but for a while, that’s all it is… and your other three partners insist that lafayette adores you, insist that he tells them his feelings. you only realize lafayette likes you until hercules has enough and gestures for you to confess to each other before leaving the room (not without a pointed look at both of you). in a release of nervous energy, lafayette ends up kissing you instead of saying anything. you end up having to confess between desperate kisses–he’s too embarrassed to say anything at his lack of self control.
(modern AU) the group chat name changes every single week, but it stayed as “the heterosexual agenda” for the longest time
in john’s phone, your name is “the salty one”
(you have argued that you are, in fact, the spicy one and not the salty one. he refuses to change it)
he types,,,, like,,, kinda how i type this??? he lets the grammar be,, types fast and sometimes misspells things,, doesn’t care much for it
things are bad if he types in one word sentences
in lafayette’s phone, your name is “(pink heart) Protect Them (red heart)”
(lafayette is pure and loves you very much)
he capitalizes Important Words and otherwise doesn’t use punctuation
things are bad when he types in all lowercase
in hercules’ phone, your name is “small jelly bean”
(you’re smaller than him and you’re sweet)
he types in all lowercase, and uses mostly perfect punctuation and grammar, just doesn’t use any periods at the ends of his sentences unless he’s Upset
things are bad if he just responds with “…”
in alexander’s phone, your name is “LOO K AT MY PA RT NER”
(i need not explain)
he types in all caps, minimal punctuation, semi-coherent grammar,, you can kind of understand him. kinda. he quadruple texts.
things are bad if he types in perfect grammar…. or in one word sentences.
Request: Listen to Everlasting Light by The Black Keys. The write about Bucky loving you & you loving him & listening to music on a lazy rainy day & being so grateful to have each other. Smut if you feel like it :)
Warnings: Fluff, Pretty much all smut, Swearing
A/N: This is only my second time writing smut. I’m still working on getting better at it, so please be nice. Thank you to the anon who requested, also I love The Black Keys sos I got really excited when I saw this request. This gif does stuff to me so that’s why I chose it lmao. Hope you all enjoy! Send me requests here.
Top 3 Fave Jazekiel Moments (requested by anon)3/3
And, of course, we have this scene from ‘and the Eternal Question’ where Ezekiel ‘doesn’t do punchy’ Jones is able to do all this. Which is mostly being Jake’s makeshift weapon, but still, you can’t convince me they haven’t practiced this before. Also: (Ezekiel’s chest peaking through his shirt. jk. not really tho.)
A) Obviously, there’s the “I can’t do this alone.” “You got me.” “Glad you feel that way.” exchange which was amazing and one of the highlights of this episode.
B) Like, really, we know Jake has been training with Eve, but I feel like Jake’s gone to Ezekiel after a few of their sessions and been like, “Dude, you gotta let me show you how to do this.”
C) That arm-holding-while-running is both really cute and really unnecessary.
Warnings: Lucifer being a bully >:( and slight fluff
A/N: I have to admit, this one was hard to write. I’m not a bully and I don’t like to be rude at all, so forgive me if this lacks in the bullying department. Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! *ALSO DON’T BE A BULLY. I WILL SEND LUCIFER HIMSELF AFTER YOU* This was also requested by an anon!
When you first found out that you were Lucifer’s soul mate, you were excited to say the least. Those feelings quickly faded once you started to hang around Lucifer more often. He was rude towards you since the day he met you. He said hurtful things and never apologized once for them. Sam and Dean were starting to get fed up with how Lucifer treated you. They always made sure you were okay after a day of being with Lucifer.
Lately Lucifer had been getting worse about bullying you, but you were still willing to trying and be with Lucifer. It wasn’t like you could leave him. You loved him and you were sure he loved you. There were still some things about being soul mates you weren’t sure of.
The fallen archangel leaned his back against the table, watching you read a book about witchcraft. “That’s the wrong book [Y/N],” Lucifer noted, aggravation evident in his voice. “Why can’t you do anything right? How are you supposed to help Sam and Dean when you can’t even research the right book?”
A/N: I really enjoyed writing this one! Thank you for the request anon. Also I’ll also be writing some stop about Kalin White because he is bae for life lol. Anyway you guys should send in more request.
Tonight was guys night so me and boys hit up Dave and Busters for some food and of course games. We’re at a table reserved for us, it has the perfect view of the whole restaurant…giving us a chance to look at some beautiful women.
One particular is catching my attention, she beautiful…curvy figure, curly hair, and a beautiful smile. She’s the perfect ten, he friends are bad too but not like her, little mama is something different.
“The one in the grey leggings” Sammy nudge me knowing exactly who I was admiring. Sammy and I have the same taste in girls and honestly he will not be talking to this one.
“She bad ain’t she?” She notices my eyes looking at so she gives me a bright smile. “Fuck yeah, I might actually get with that bro!” Sammy gets up and sit his ass back down.
“Nah you not fucking with her, nope” I was serious too. She’s to precious to be played with.
“You whip boy and you don’t even know her.”
“Let’s play a game!” My tipsy girlfriend Henna says, she steady a herself between me and Emily. “Like what boo!” Emily and Henna are trouble makers whenever we go out. These two love to have fun and get into trouble.
“Dare or Dare” I instantly laughed, there’s no way I’ll be playing Dare and Dare with these two in public again. Last week when went to the grove they dared me to wait her twerk in on some guy or make out with one. Of course my ass chose twerking.
“Since your ass is laughing you go first.” Emily states slapping my ass harshly. “Dare or Dare Y/N?” What sense does this make. “Dare” no matter which one I pick I’ll be doing something humiliating.
“Hmmmm” Emily evilly thinks of something embarrassing to do. “You see those guys at the booth over there” she points to the other side of the restaurant. I see three white boy’s with snapbacks on looking hella fine.
“I hope they all single” Henna come out of nowhere making me giggle. I examined all of them, one of them who keep on looking at me really caught me eye.
“I dare you to make out with one of them tongue and all!” Emily is evil I swear! “Why???? Please no!” I begged grabbing on her arm like a little child begging their mother to buy them candy.
“It’s either that or you have to flash your tits,which one babe?” She gave me her famous grin, “fine I’ll go but I’m picking the guy.”
I have no problem doing it, it’s just kinda embarrassing. What if he doesn’t like it? “Go get em sexy.” Henna pushes me forward giving me a head start.
I walked with confidence to the group of guys, head held up high and a friendly smile on my red stain lips. The guy who kept on looking at me from earlier notice me coming over first, he tap his groom the left of him.
“Hi guys” I say with ease as I sat next to the one caught my eye first. He smells like weed and Dior..a good mix, I like it. “Hi beautiful.” He licks his lips looking me in the eyes.
Without a word I leaned in a grabbed his face with my small hands bringing him in for sensual kiss. His lips are soft and so is his hands that are felling up on my thigh. He kisses back in no time, biting my bottom lip for entrance and I give in to him.
Our tongues delve into each other, tasting each other’s mouths…exploring each other. Both his hands cradle my fave and I leg go of his face to tight grip his shirt. I felt like I was gonna explode.
The kiss was become more deeper and passionate by the second that I had to pull away. I gasp for air and touch my swollen lips. His eyes pouring into mine so deeply. “I got that shit all on snap Nate!” His friend screams taking me out of my trance, hearing that he has all that on video made me get and leave without a word.
My girls were waiting for me with wide eyes and open moths. “You slut!” Emily jokes giving me a high five.
“Can we please go, his frigate all that on video!” I grab my girls and we head out, thank his I’ll neve have to see him again.
I’m dead gone right now, my mind can’t even function after that heated kiss. The way she walked over here and sat next to me, she’s bold and I love that shit. Her lips are plump and juicy, I didn’t want my lips to leave her. The way her fingers cling on to me was more than enough to make me fall for her.
“That shit is gold, it’s going on Instagram” Jack G says gripping my shoulder, my eyes are watching her and her friends leave. “Her fucking name!” I bang on the table, why the fuck didn’t I ask for her name or better yet her number.
“Chill hopefully in the morning we can find out who she is, our fans will help us.” Sammy is dead giving me some hope right now.
The next morning I woke up early just to check Sammy’s video of me and my mystery girl heavily making out on his IG page, he caption it ‘help Nate find his girl’. K went through all 70o comments trying to find some clues that caught my eye.
Some girl named Henna wrote 'Ayeeee that’s my girl @y/n’ bingo I found her. I clicked her name and it went straight to her page, thankfully it wasn’t private.
I instantly followed and went through her photos of her beautiful self. Should I slide in her DM? Fuck it I will:
-I’m not sure if you remember me but we made out last night…
I waited impatiently for her to responds, my phone beeps letting me know that she wrote me back.
-yeah I remember you….sorry about last night, I was dared to make out with you.
So that’s why she did what she did.
-no apologies at all love, I just had to find out who you were. You took my breath away.
Never before have I been this mushy.
-…..really? I’m not gonna lie I was kinda fluster right after
She confesses to me, I have to see her to day.
-I hope you don’t mind me asking but may I please take you out for lunch today?
If she says no I just have to respect that and move on.
-sure, I would like that…I’m free around 1:30 if that’s good with you?
-that’s definitely good, text me your address beautiful.
I sent her my number, honestly I can see myself with this woman. She’s unique and love that shit.
Drabble request: 18 and 19 for jungkook? A
Dom reader please!! 😘😘 I love your
blog (and also have a low-key Tumblr crush on you haha)
“Do you really want a punishment
baby?” and “Say that again
you little shit”
Asdfghjkl I feel honoured
babe *sends you kisses* hope you enjoy this anon! I tried my best at a
dom!reader (I’m still kinda new to it ahh) >.<
“Say that again you
“I said, you’d
never be able to make me beg for release baby, I’m too manly for that.”
that had lead you two to the bedroom, Jungkook’s hands tied to the top of the
bed while only his boxers remained on him. You only had your bra and panties
on, placing yourself over his hips.
please…” he groaned. “Or what? What are you going to do, Kookie?” you grinded down
onto him slowly, teasingly.
Jungkook groaned, bucking his hips into yours desperately making you pull away.
“Nuh uh baby boy. Who’s in charge here?” he remained silent, the change in
roles still being weird too him.
you began, moving down the bed until your lips were close to his clothed
erection, running your fingers across it lightly. “Do you really want a punishment baby?” You bit your lip as you
looked up at a broken Jungkook, sweat making his soft hair stick to his forehead.
“Do you not want to cum? Do you want to be left here tied up baby boy?”
you think you could repeat that babe? I didn’t hear you.”
spoke, louder than last time. “Good boy.” You placed a small kiss to his v-line
before sliding down his boxers as he lifted his hips up a little, a sharp
breath being taken in by Jungkook as the cold air hit him.
and don’t move.” You warned as you took him into your hand, flattening your
tongue as you licked up the underside of his shaft before wrapping your lips
around his tip as a groan escaped his lips.
heard Jungkook be as vocal as he is now. He’d always be a grunter and a panted
a lot, but all these moans and groans coming from his mouth had you so turned
on that you couldn’t help but rub yourself as you were bobbing your head on
p-please don’t stop.” He moaned lowly as he bucked his hips up into your mouth
but you pulled away. “Pardon Kookie? Is there something you need?” You spoke as
your hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping slowly as he gritted his teeth. “Please..I-”
he stopped, debating if his pride should be thrown down the toilet or not. “…I want
to cum. Please Y/N.”
to yourself, happy that you could make him break but you weren’t done yet. You withdrew
your fingers from his shaft, Jungkook’s eyes widening before whining a little.
“Sh, if you can make pleasure me well baby boy…” you moved up and placed
a small kiss to his lips, “and make me cum, then you’ll get your reward.”
people break my heart with every beat but people also heal it with every heartbeat but you you you you broke my heart in ways that it can’t heal and yet it won’t stop and yet i can’t help but love you more and more and it keeps on growing with every breath with every blink with every ache with every break
Plot/Request: Anon requested- “Please please do a nice happy story with Daryl maybe a drunk Daryl story where they are best friends? And Daryl admits his feelings when he’s a bit sloshed?”
Word count: 436
Warnings: drunk!reader? lol
Note: i wrote this right after i woke up.. so now i’m gonna go watch scott pilgrim vs the world and eat some cookies lol. (also if someone wants to send me cute caryl, richonne or gleggie fics i would gladly accept)
You giggled at the noise that left Daryl’s mouth. It was a snort of sorts, somewhat mixed in with a cough. Truly, you were completely unaware of what had caused it or if Daryl had actually made it, but you were laughing at it nonetheless.
Your head shook as he continued telling the random story. You still tried your hardest to listen, but it seemed the raging alcohol swimming through your system had other plans. Halfway through a sentence, you interrupted him.
“Shush,” You giggled quietly, leaning over the coffee table to rest a finger on his lips. He smiled for a moment, a deep chuckle following.
“Hey,” You muttered, the smile only growing on your face. The sound of his laugh was newer to your ears and it brought you a sense of relaxation like none before. “You should laugh more, Dixon. I like it.”
He sniffled, his head bobbing up and down. A childish grin was tugging at his lips again. He had always tried to make you happy, even throughout the new world. It was silent as you both sat there, smiling at each other with empty bottles all around.
The walls were white, a tinge of blue hinting at them. Somehow, the colour always soothed you, but not as much as the blue of Daryl’s eyes. As you stared into them, you felt yourself sink into the couch further, sleep beginning to taunt you.
A hiccup arose from your chest, piercing the silence the two of you had been basking in. Daryl ignored it, instead feeling overthrown with your beauty. Even as a drunk mess did you make his heart flutter.
“I love ya.” He slurred, knowing that those words would’ve never left his lips if he hadn’t gotten wasted. Never would he have faced you, a small smirk gracing his lips as he spoke. It wasn’t who he was. It wasn’t what he wanted. He’d rather live in secrecy than face rejection.
His words did little to bring you out of your dazed state. Whether it was the fact that deep down, you already knew how Daryl felt for you and vice versa, you couldn’t tell. All you knew was your mind was staggering off the edge of consciousness, your eyelids were heavy.
But you couldn’t just leave him after that. Your body may comply to your sudden tiredness, snuggling into the couch, however, your words were still somewhat controlled by a sober you.
Just before sleep overtook you, you managed to slur out, “I love you more.”
Note: I wasn’t given a character for this one so to the anon
who requested I’m so sorry if this isn’t what you wanted! If you want me to try
again feel free to send me an ask! Anyway I hope you all enjoy! Also the title is not supposed to be as ominous as it sounds I swear.
Request: Hi lovely! Your writing is
amazing!! From the 116 prompts list could you maybe do 76 and 48? 💖
Word Count: 710
“Hey watch where you’re going!” Someone yells at the man
that just bumped into you and knocked your books to the ground. As you try to
gather them together three guys squat down next to you to help while the first
one starts arguing with the man who bumped into you.
As you look up at the people surrounding you, you take in
the faces of John Laurens, Hercules Mulligan, Gilbert du Motier de Lafayette
and Alexander Hamilton. You’ve spoken to the group of them a plenty of times but you don’t know if you’re friends with them, you’re just too shy to
actually attempt hanging out with the loud and outgoing men.
As you watch Alexander arguing with the guy who bumped into
you Lafayette picks up your books and hands them to you after Hercules helps
you to your feet.
“Hey Y/N are you alright?” John asks with a smile and you
“Oh uh yeah, thanks’ for helping out guys” you say softly.
“Whoa where are you going you need to apologize to her!”
Alexander yells, running after the guy.
“No Alex it’s alright you don’t have to!” You try calling
after him but he’s too far away to hear you.
Lafayette slings an arm around your shoulders and smiles
down at you.
“Ami he always does this for his friends, just let him go he’ll
calm down eventually” He explains.
You stand with the three men who talk amongst themselves for
a few minutes until you all see Alexander coming back into view. Just before he
reaches you, you frown and look up at Lafayette.
“Did you just call me a friend?” you ask him. He chuckles
softly as he squeezes your arm slightly.
“Oui, of course you’re our friend!” he exclaims and the
others smile at you.
“How could you not be our friend?” John asks with a slight
“I don’t know I guess I don’t hang out with you guys all
that much and I wasn’t sure if we were really friends or acquaintances so I figured
I’d just wait and see if you guys thought we were friends” you ramble, not
looking at them.
Before any of them are able to comment Alex re-joins you all, the guy who bumped into you trailing behind him looking slightly annoyed.
“I’m sorry for knocking into you and not stopping to help pick up your books” he grumbles, shooting a dirty look at Alex who is grinning smugly. “Can i leave now?” he asks.
“Sure just don’t mess with her again!” Alex says looking up at him and the guy rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, she may be quiet, but she’s one of us alright?” Hercules says and you smile to yourself.
The guy huffs and mutters something under his breath before turning away from you and walking away.
You smile up at the guys and move forward to hug Alexander.
“Thank you, but you really didn’t have to do that” you point out and he shrugs.
“Hey no one messes with my friends and doesn’t apologize!” he declares and the boys all roll their eyes.
“We were just going to grab some dinner, did you want to
join us? We were thinking pizza” John asks.
You look up at the four men, you could either go hang out
with them and get to know them more so you’re not as awkward around them or go
back to your dorm room and flip through your text books, trying to study all
“Sure I’d love to” you tell him and the five of you set off
in the direction of their usual pizza place.
As you walk along with the guys you stick by Lafayette’s
side, his arm still around your shoulders, you don’t talk too much. You listen
to Alex as he talks about Eliza with heart eyes, Hercules talks about the dress
he’s making for his design class and how you’d be the perfect model for it,
John complains about his classes and Lafayette asks you about how your studies
It’s nice and it’s easy for you to get along with them, you
fall into their dynamic easily and it feels like you have been hanging with
them for your whole life.
This is my very first oneshot and also my first smut so any feedback or constructive criticism is more than welcome - also my request box is open if you would like to send in any requests. I might make a prompts list or something I’m not too sure, let me know what you think. Thank you for sending this request I hope everyone enjoys it!
There he was, Niklaus Mikaelson, stood before you in the Salavtore boarding house. Who moments ago you had confessed your feelings for, you loved him; you knew it was wrong, you shouldn’t love Klaus Mikaelson the hybrid killer who had tormented so many of your friends but you couldn’t control the way you felt about him. The problem was you were unsure if he felt the same.
“Please Klaus, say something.” you uttered at almost a whisper. He was silent, the first and you assumed only time you would ever see Klaus lost for words, this made you feel a sense of unease, you would go as far as to say you were even panicked by the silence between the two of you.
“You, you love me?” Klaus questioned you, the unmistakable tone of doubt in his voice.
“Forget it, this was stupid I should never have asked you over here, you should go.” you told him
“You have no idea do you?” He replied that same doubt prominent in his voice.
You looked at him quizzically but before you had a chance to say another word his lips were on yours. He was gentle at first, hesitant even but as you reciprocated his kiss deepened as his tongue found its way beyond your lips. He pulled away first, realising you must need air. He looked down at you and examined your face for any evidence of your feelings towards him, you grinned ear to ear as Klaus flashed his crooked smile.
Your arms snaked around his neck as you pulled him down closer to you allowing you to kiss him once more. Klaus’ hands found your waist as he pulled you into him. You could feel him grinding into you as his length began to stiffen. Once again you paused your activities in order to remove your t-shirt, exposing your black laced bra. ha ha
“You don’t have to do this Y/N. not if you’re not ready.” Klaus reassured you, his concern for you giving you more confidence that the choice you were making was the right one.
“I’m ready” you flashed a smile in response before lifting the corners of his shirt, going onto your toes so you were able to pull his shirt off of him. Within moments Klaus had reignited your kiss, the passion between the two of you clear, you closed your eyes as your kiss deepened once more and when you opened your eyes you were in one of the many bedrooms within the Salvatore boarding house.
Klaus set you gently on the bed as he climbed on top of you he looked tentatively, asking for permission through his eyes which you granted as your heart raced with anticipation. Klaus reached behind you and skilfully unclasped your bra leaving you exposed you him.
“You are so beautiful, Y/N” He whispered into your ear as he took your left breast in his hand, his other hand resting on your hip as he began to trail soft kisses down from your lips, on your cheek, lingering as he softly sucked along your jawline, down your neck and leading to your right breast which he took into his mouth, suckling at it as he continued his work on your left breast simultaneously. You moaned in your pleasure as he continued on your breasts and you grabbed at his hair, tangling your fingers in the back of it.
Klaus moved away from your breasts, much to your momentary displeasure until you saw he was reaching for your jeans. Within seconds your jeans had been discarded on the floor, Klaus’ own jeans following swiftly after them, next he removed your black lace underwear leaving you both exposed to each other. Klaus looked you up and down and grinned, satisfaction and adoration printed on his face. Klaus lined his length up to your entrance. Your mouth opened and you threw your head back as he entered you, giving you chance to adjust before he began to thrust into you, slowly at first, his pace quickening as he saw the satisfaction on your face as you moaned into his thrusts. Klaus took your hands in his and your fingers intertwined as he continued his pace. Your bodies moved effortlessly in synced with each other as Klaus hurried his pace once more “Shit” you moaned as you wrapped a hand around Klaus’ neck to steady yourself as you could feel you were close. You finally felt your release as he moved his fingers to your clit, rubbing circles in a steady rhythm to match his movements into you. You moaned Klaus’ name loudly as you rode out your orgasm, simultaneously feeling him spill into you as you tightened around him.
Klaus’ thrusts became less precise and his rhythm was lost as he came. His motions had all but ceased as he held you close, kissing your forehead before rolling off of you and pulling your head onto his chest in one swift motion. You laid on him with nothing but sheer joy written on your face as you traced his tattoo on his chest with your finger lightly. You both sat there for several minutes, enjoying the moment the two of you had shared.
Your eyelids began to feel heavy as you relaxed into Klaus, you were just beginning to give into sleep before Klaus spoke once more. “Oh and Y/N” Klaus began, you hummed at him in recognition of his voice “I love you too” he spoke softly into your hair. You smiled at his statement as you drifted off to sleep with your head still settled on his chest as his arms tightened around you.
* Thanks for the two awesome Anons for the request. Also thank you for the patience and understanding of my crazy schedule. But I announced that I won’t be busy with grad school anymore (long story) which means i get to do more of audio post.
A/N: this was requested by an anon and I’m so sorry because I totally changed the whole aspect of it, if you want me to redo it or do another one please send me a message. Sorry I made it more fluffy than it should have been! Also, requests for imagines/oneshoits are open.
Summary: Meeting Gabriel at your job at a bar, falling in love with him and finding out he’s a angel.
Working as a bartender was mostly boring and often the people
in which you encounter are extremely sleazy and treat you with no respect. Day
after day you would turn up to work, be treat like an object for hours, go
home, sleep and repeat for the next day. Until one day, you met Gabriel.
“I need a refill,
hottie,” one of the regulars slurred as he slammed his 4th empty
glass down on the table.
Sighing, you refilled
his drink hoping that one day he would leave and never come back.
“Hey, can I have a
glass of your strongest liquor please,” a smooth new voice filled your ears.
You looked up to be met
with beautiful whiskey eyes which felt like they were looking at your soul.
After a few seconds
you snapped back into reality realising you had been staring into his eyes. Embarrassed,
your cheeks flushed red and you turned around to grab the drink for him. You
poured it into his glass as he said with confidence, “My names Gabriel.”
“Y/N Y/LN,” you
returned with a smile.
“Ah, a beautiful name
for a beautiful person.” As cheesy as it was, it caused you to giggle.
That night you and Gabriel spent hours talking and getting
to know each other. That was the best night you had ever worked at the bar and
even today it is still one of your favourite memories.
“…and the funny thing
is, my brothers totally in love with this guy and neither of them know,” Gabriel
joked causing you to giggle.
You looked over to the
clock to see that closing time was supposed to be half an hour ago. Panic
filled your body as it always took ages to get everyone out of the bar and if
your boss found out you would surely be fired.
Gabriel must have
noticed the drop in your face as he asked with concern “are you okay?”
“Yeah it’s just, I
enjoyed talking to you so much that I totally forgot the time and I’m half an
hour late closing up the bar. Also, you don’t know how long it takes to get all
these drunks out of here. If my boss finds out he’ll kill me,” you said with
annoyance and panic.
“Hey, it’s okay,” he
looked up into your eyes, “I’ll help you get them out of here, you go get the
You didn’t know it at the time, but that was the first time
Gabriel ever used his angel mojo to help you. He got rid of everyone within the
bar with a click of his fingers and made himself look busy for when you came
back with the keys.
“I still can’t believe
you managed to move all them drunks so quickly,” you murmured in disbelief to Gabriel
as you locked up the bar.
“What can I say sweet
cheeks, I’m the drunk whisperer,” he smiled goofily making you laugh.
“I really enjoyed
today Gabriel,” you looked up into his enticing whiskey eyes.
“Me too sweetie,” he
rubbed the back of his neck.
You reached into your
pocket and pulled out a pen before grabbing his hand. You tried to ignore the electricity
you felt when you touched but the connection you felt was intense. You pulled
up his sleeve and wrote down your number on his arm.
“Call me okay?” you
asked before kissing his cheek and walking away, leaving behind a smiling yet
Gabriel called you the very next day and you spent hours talking
like you did the night before. You felt as if you had spent your whole life
with him. He popped into the bar more and more after that as he knew how much you
hated working there alone (and he would never admit it, but he didn’t like
leaving you in a place like that alone either).
Over time, your feelings grew stronger for Gabriel as did
his for you. Every second spent without each other felt like an eternity.
You slammed the door closed of your house and dropped your
keys in the bowl sighing after a long day at work. I have no clue why I still work there. You walked into the living
room to see Gabriel standing there and the smile from your face dropped.
From behind Gabriel you saw two broad, golden wings
stretching across the length of your apartment.
Gabriel tried to focus on your eyes but he was extremely
distracted by how bright and beautiful your soul looked, he then noticed the
scared, panicked look on your face.
“Y/N, are you okay?” he rushed up to you trying to touch you
but you cautiously took a step back, “what’s wrong?”
“Y-you… Wha… How?” you stuttered looking at the stunning
Golden wings coming from behind Gabriel.
He followed your line of sight and his eyes went wide as he
realised you was looking straight at his wings.
“You can see my wings?” Gabriel asked with shock. “It makes sense
why your soul is so bright now,” he murmured to himself.
“I… What does this mean? What are
“Y/N, I’m so sorry I never told you
before. I’m an angel, and the reason you can see my wings is because you’re my
soulmate. I should have told you sooner, you probably hate me now and- “
You cut him off by connecting your
lips with his. Emotions were running through your body, confusion, admiration
but most of all love. You deepened the kiss filling it with more passion as
electricity ran through your body until eventually you both pulled away.
“So that’s how you managed to get
rid of all them drunks the night we met,” you joked causing him to laugh before
pulling him into a kiss again.
Warnings: Language. Negan. I don’t know what else (there is more I think)
Request: Can you do a negan and reader where he’s having a really bad day & his actual wife (from before the apocalypse) hears him throwing things around in their bedroom so she decides to enter & she find him on the verge of tears cuz he heard his men talking disgusting thing about you & it really get to him so much to that killing them wasnt enough so he explains it to her then gets frustrested & just breaks down & she just cradles him till she hears soft snores. Please and thank you ❤❤ - anon
A/N: I really hope you enjoy anon!! Also, I hope this is up to your standards and it is what you requested. Thank you for sending in! Please let me know what you think!!
(gif creds to original owner/creator)
You were walking down the hallway to your room when the sudden sound of breaking glass echoed down the hallway. A look of confusion graced your face as you continued walking. The only room on this hall was the one that housed you and Negan.
Negan was your husband long before the apocalypse. He was the most loving man that you’d met in your life. He always made sure you had everything you ever wanted or needed. That was before the apocalypse.