but i needed to gif it so you can see the shirt tucked into the jeans

Title: Just Relax…

@may85​ requested: Hey Jamie! If requests are still open, can I request a Denny Duquette imagine where he and the reader are on a date at his house after he’s seen the stress that the reader has been under for the past few week? Fluff and if it goes that route smut? (Doesn’t have to be smut, though!)

Character(s): Denny Duquette and Reader
Summary: After a long week, Denny tries to take your mind off the stress. 
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Warning: SMUT!!! 
Author’s Note: Thank you, (other) Jamie for this request! You know how much of a soft spot I have for Denny and I’m so glad that you sent this in! I love that the roles are reversed and it’s Denny that will be catering to the Reader! So, thank you for the request, @may85!!! I hope you like it! Enjoy! :-)

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The Morning After.

Request: Frank wakes up after he and the reader finally hookup

Words: 1379

He wakes later than usual, silently cursing himself for not having replaced his crappy mattress yet. He was tired, there no mistaking that, but he wasn’t quite sure if it was from the beating he’d taken the day before or his night with you. Either way, Frank is feeling like his age is catching up to him. His head is pounding. He finds himself limping as he shuffles across the quiet room, the bruising of his broken rib slowing his movements. There is a voice in his head reminding him that he is indeed human. He heeds the plea of finding the aspirin tucked away in his medicine cabinet. He stumbles into the bathroom blindly dry swallowing two pills. He waits until his eyes adjust to the overhead light to cut on the faucet. Not bothering to allow the water to warm up, Frank quickly splashes his face before closing the mirror. That’s when he sees you in the mirror.

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Title: it’s always been you”

written by: sleepywinchester { prev; deanwinchester-af }
summary: you and dean… maybe it was meant to be?
note: this is part 3 of 3 day part mini series based of 12x06. (Parts: 1 & 2 ) this also was supposed to be a less than 600 words drabble but… again, i got carried away. i threw a little bomb at the end, if you got questions about that backstory, how the heck it could be that possible? throw them in to my ask. if you want to read a lil of that backstory and how they met. let me know if you would like a prequel part? this is something cute that has grown from nothing, i’m very happy you guys have enjoyed it. i’hope everyone enjoy this one  and if you do, please, leave feedback? i’ll appreciate it.  ♥   gif credit: (x)
words: 1,700

“Billie?” Dean spoke with confusion in his eyes. “What are you doing here?”

You frowned, shifting your look from the woman and turning to Dean. “You know her?”

“Yeah,” Dean said without looking at you. “She’s a reaper.”

You turned to glance at Billie who gave you an non bothered and sassy look. She smirked tucking her hands inside her jeans pockets.

“I’m doing my job,” Billie told Dean.

Dean scoffed, standing straight, “Well, I’m not dead yet.”

“Shame,” Billie smirked, “but actually, I just finished inside. I was reaping a fresh soul”

You glared at the house and turned to Billie. “Fresh soul?” You muttered and began to walk towards the house. You tried to open the door but it was locked down.

“Sam?!” Dean joined you, “Sammy?!”

“You two can huff and puff but that house is on supernatural lockdown.” Billie spoke behind the two of you. “They can’t even hear you.”

You turned to her, “You got in… You can get us in!”

“I mean I could… I suppose, but-”

“Do it!” You and Dean snapped at the same time.

“But,” Billie cocked an eyebrow, “it’s a one-way ticket. And you’re gonna owe me one.”

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I wasn’t going to write another one. I wasn’t. But then I found my note that had what part two was SUPPOSED to be, and, well… Now you’ll get it ;) Dark, fun, torturous Frank. Enjoy.

It’s been a week since you and Frank acted on your newfound little kink. Though you haven’t discussed it, you know it’s something Frank won’t judge you for, but yet… You aren’t sure if it was the teasing touches, or…

“(Y/N)?”

You blink out of your thoughts, smiling gently at Mary as she starts telling you a story about her day, drawing pictures and making fun stories. While she’s chatting Frank reaches under the table and squeezes your thigh gently, making you jump and glance at him, seeing his silent question in his eyes. You nod once, focusing again on Mary, but you decide that if you want to know what’s really the turn on, you need to test him.

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Little Witch


(requested by anon)
Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 3 011
summary : Reader (a witch) and Kai work together on a spell and Kai is in love with the reader but he doesn’t understand his feelings.
*gif by christopherwooddaily
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The sun was shining brightly , sun rays dancing between the trees in the woods and the sky was blue with white fluffy clouds here and there. Birds were chirping and a couple of times Y/N saw a rabbit hop by. She was headed for the Quary to meet with Kai to work on a spell and they had agreed to meet out of the way so none of her friends would find out they were working together and also so no one gets hurt. At least thats what Kai had told her. The truth was a little different.
Kai had wanted to have a private moment to talk with her without any chance of them getting interrupted. He wanted to spend the day alone with her and maybe figure out for sure what those emotions he got around her meant.
As he neared the woods , he saw her car parked at the far end of the small clearing and listened to figure out where she was. Then he heard it - Y/N was humming some song as she walked towards the Quary , crunching dried leafs as she did. Kai ran in vampire speed for a few seconds , stopping and slowing down when he saw her a few hundred meters ahead of him , semi dancing instead of walking as she continued humming the same song.
“Hey. Wait for me.” he called out after her.
Y/N turned around seeing Kai running towards her.  How hadn’t she heard the footsteps before ?  She couldn’t help but smile seeing Kai. He was wearing a blue denim jacket , jeans and dark blue t-shirt. His blue eyes had a mischievous spark in them and his smile took her breath away for the millionth time since they had met.
“Run faster.” she teased until Kai flashed right in front of her.
“Y/N , I am a vampire. You do know I am running slower so I don’t scare you right ?” he laughed. Kai reached his hands towards her messenger back. “Here , give me this. I’ll carry it for you. It looks heavy.”
Y/N blinked a few times confused all of the sudden. Not because she didn’t trust Kai or anything , but because he was being extra nice. Never before he had offered to carry her bag for her.
“Don’t you trust me ?”
“If I didn’t trust you , we wouldn’t be here. All alone in the woods.” she smiled , handing him the bag. “Careful tho .. There is vervain in there.”
“Vervain ? Why ? You are a witch.” said Kai , swinging her bag across his shoulders and continued walking with Y/N by his side. “A very powerful one I might add. You can easily drop a vampire with one look. What do you need vervain for ?”
Y/N laughed nervously , tucking in a strand of hair behind her ear. Kai was always curious about everything she does. Sometimes it was a little annoying but it was also one of the many things she loved about him. He was like a little kid around her , far from the dangerous sociopath her friends saw him as.
“I know , but it works as a surprise. Also I don’t like vampires knowing I am a witch.” she explained. “They always go looking for favours later…  Making threats if they don’t get what they want.”
Kai laughed under his breath. He hadn’t had many dealings with vampires as a witch before he had turned into a hybrid but from what he had - he knew Y/N had a point.  
“Look at you , thinking ahead and being all smart.” he teased seeing the corners of her mouth twitch at his comment.
They walked in silence for a few minutes , the only sounds coming from the leafs crunching under their feet as they made their way to the Quary. Kai kept stealing glances at  her -  looking at her curls dance around her shoulders as she walked , the sunshine reflecting off them. Y/N was wearing ripped in the knees black skinny jeans , a black and white plaid shirt and a white top. The corners of his mouth twitched thinking how without even realising she somehow always took his breath away. If they had met before he had been sent to the Prison World , he probably would’ve spent 18 years thinking about her. Wishing he had done something.
“Wait.” she said quietly , stretching her hand in front of him , making him stop. “Shhh…”
Kai was confused as to what had happened , what she could’ve possibly heard or seen that he had missed with his vampire senses. Y/N pulled out her phone , opening the camera app. Kai followed her gaze seeing a deer less than a hundred meters away. She took a few pictures before the wild animal noticed them and ran away. Kai noticed the disappointed look on her face before her gaze dropped to the ground.
“I can chase after it if you want to see it up close.” he offered.
“No. Don’t want to scare it any more than we already had with our presence.” she smiled. “I still took a few nice pictures. Wanna see ?”
“Um yeah sure.” Kai leaned in to look at Y/N’s phone screen from behind her shoulder , not really looking at the pictures but thinking about how nice it feels to have her this close to him. Her hair smelled like wild strawberries.
Probably her shampoo. he thought.
Kai cleared his throat and a small smile spread on his face seeing the pictures. “Wow those came out really good.”
“You think ?”
“Yeah.”
Y/N felt her heart racing , having Kai stand this close to her.  It made her feel both excited and nervous at the same time. She could feel his breath on her cheek and his chest pressing lightly against her back. She wished he’d wrap his strong arms around her and never let her go. “Hmm…”
“What?”
“Smiillee..!” she said leaning in closer to him and taking a selfie of them together - Y/N sticking out her tongue while Kai was looking at her. There was something different about his eyes.
Kai was a little surprised at first. Somehow he had missed Y/N open  the camera app and switching to front. He had been too distracted by her leaning closer towards him.
“No , no , no … that’s not how you do that sweetheart.” he snatched her phone smiling , moving her hair away from her neck , his fingers glazing across her skin sending waves of electricity through her body.  Kai snapped a picture of them together with her looking shocked as if he is about to bite her, purple black veins showing under his eyes and his fangs hovering over her neck. “Now that’s a nice selfie.” he laughed.
“Love it.” she laughed too. “Alright , break over. We have to keep going. There are like 5 miles until the Quary and -”
Kai wrapped his hands around her and in vampire speed ran towards the Quary. Y/N felt every fibre in her body waking up the moment Kai’s arms had wrapped around her , pulling her towards him so tightly. It felt so nice being in his arms , even if it was for a few seconds.
“Or .. you can do that.” she laughed turning around to face him. “Wow. That was amazing !”
Kai took a step away from her clearing his throat. A moment ago he hadn’t been thinking , wrapping his hands around her and now the feeling of holding her tight was drowning his thoughts. Kai wanted to hold her in his arms every day and never ever spend a second away from her. Y/N’s eyes sparkled a little differently in that moment and he wondered why. She ran her fingers roughly through her hair , looking around , taking a step towards the edge and glancing down.
“Whoa we are so high up…” she gulped starting to slip off the edge.
Kai was fast enough to catch her. He felt his heart stop at the though of her falling to her death and him not being able to do anything to stop it. He held her close to him , one hand around her waist the other on her back. Their eyes met and Y/N felt her heart racing faster than ever , not because she had almost fallen but because of the way Kai was holding her and gazing into her eyes. He was leaning in towards her and she could feel his breath on her face intoxicating her , turning her legs into jelly. If Kai let go off her in that moment , she’d definitely slip again and fall to her death. Her eyes darted between his smoky blue eyes and his rosey lips. Kai took a few steps away from the edge before letting go of her.
“Careful sweetheart.” he said clearing his throat. “If you wanted me to hold you in my arms you should’ve just asked. No need to almost-fall to your death for that to happen.”
Kai winked at her and Y/N laughed nervously at his comment. Heights made her feel dizzy and that had been the real reason she had slipped. Tho Kai catching her and holding her in his arms , almost kissing her had made her head spin way more.
“Thank you .. for not letting me fall to my death.” she said still feeling a little out of breath.
What is happening to me? wondered Kai. A second ago he had almost kissed her and now he couldn’t stop thinking about it , wishing he had. Being around her while having all those emotions running through him was driving him nuts , specially the part where he wanted to be with her , kiss her and hold her in his arms forever.
Y/N reached for her bag , pulling out her family’s grimoar. She opened it in her hands while Kai left her bag on the ground and leaned in behind her looking at the spell. It wasn’t the most complex one but they had to be careful.
“Where is our test subject?” he asked curious. “I hope you are not planing on practicing  on yourself like a mad scientist .. That’s not why I am here right ? To keep you from dying?”
“Isn’t it ?” she teased.
“That’s not funny.”
“Don’t worry. Our test subject is …” she looked up noticing a starling in the sky. “… just flying by.”
Y/N winked at Kai who stared at her in confusion before following her gaze. She stretched her hand , caging the bird in the air.
“Cool.” said Kai amazed , watching her pull her hand back bringing the bird to them. “Now what ?”
“Open your hands.”
In a moment the bird landed in Kai’s palms and he held onto it , preventing it from flying away. The little starling chirped nervously , trying to find a way out of his hands. Y/N closed her eyes hovering her palm over the bird , muttering a spell to stop the bird’s heart.
“We will bring you back little one. Promise.” she said softly , touching the birds head with her finger.
Kai watched her in amazement - the way she closed her eyes in concentration , her hand hovering barely an centimetre over his. There it was again that strange desire to kiss her. Less than a minute later , the bird stopped fighting and he let it down on the ground.
“OK , so if we do the resuscitation spell right , this little bird here will wake up.”
“That’s pretty advanced you know.” said Kai amazed. Y/N was still very young to do spells like that. “Even older witches had trouble with resuscitation spells. Are you sure you want to do this ? If things go awry ,you might end up dead …”
“No. I won’t.” said Y/N with a note of confidence in her voice , looking up at him. “You won’t let that happen.”
Kai smiled. “That’s true little witch.” he teased.
“HEY !  I am only half a year younger than you … sort of.” she said punching him playfully in the shoulder , making him laugh.
Y/N held out her hands waiting for Kai to take them. He felt a little nervous , realising his palms had gotten a little sweaty just like every time he was around her.
“You have really nice palms.”
“Um t-thanks.”
Kai took her hands feeling a spark of electricity flow between them as he did. Y/N looked up from their hands held together to his eyes. He looked nervous and kept starring at her , studying her face.
They began the spell and Kai couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d do if something bad happened to her and he is unable to stop it. He didn’t think he’d survive that. All those emotions he felt towards Y/N had gotten magnified and confused the hell out of him. Specially the ones he had felt the past hour around her.
Y/N let go off his hands kneeling down next to the little bird on the ground. “Wake up pretty feathers.” she said softly. “Come on…”
Kai knelt down next to her patting her on the back. “He’s gone.”
“We can bring him back.” she said smiling , getting up. “Lets try again.”
“Oh-kay.” said Kai taking her hands again. Both of them were powerful witches but he still didn’t think they could bring the bird back. Those kinds of spells required a lot, specially concentration which he seemed to lack severely at the moment. They tried and tried again and again with no result. Y/N wasn’t giving up , she wasn’t even frustrated  , all she radiated was hope and confidence. Kai found himself drawn to her even more because of it. Usually being around someone so positive would annoy him but instead of being annoyed he felt even more confused as to why he wanted to be around her even more. Kai had to tell her , maybe this way all the confusion and frustration would go away.
“Y/N?” said Kai , suddenly making her look up. “Can I tell you something ?”
“Yeah , of course.”
Kai laughed nervously.
“Um .. I don’t know how to say this.” he said rubbing his forehead with his thumb and index finger. “There are all these emotions I feel .. and I never even knew there were so many emotions to be had in the first place… Around you I get this warm and fuzzy feeling in my stomach which spreads through my body …  and back there , when you almost fell - I felt as if I might die if something happens to you. Then when I caught you , my heart … did this weird flip , I don’t even know how to explain it.”
Kai’s eyes were fixed on her , he took a step to the left then a few to the right , walking around but his eyes never moving away from her as he talked. Y/N could barely catch up with everything he was saying.
“And I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s annoying really but in a way I like how you are in my head constantly. I am thinking about you even when I don’t want to be thinking about you. Dreaming about you every night… and my palms get all sweaty when you are around me.” he said smiling nervously. “I can’t concentrate on anything else besides wanting to hold you in my arms forever and -”
Kai stopped talking seeing Y/N’s eyes had widened to the point where they were about to jump out of their sockets. Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find the words to say. Kai’s confession had taken her by surprise , a surprise so big she forgot completely how to function. Her heart was racing , threatening to leap out of her chest at any moment and her breathing had turned so shallow it wasn’t even there.
“Y/N ? Are you - are you okay ?”
He waved his hand in front of her face trying to get her attention. At first nothing happened then she blinked fast a couple of times returning to reality.
“Yeah… yeah I’m fine.” she cleared her throat. “Wh-what were you g-going to say before I -”
“I … ahh … Feelings are .. hard.”
Feelings .. ? Kai has feelings for me ? thought Y/N , her mind spinning like crazy and she smiled nervously at him. Kai was looking at her with a mix of confusion , hope and desire in his eyes. He was waiting for her to say something but she seemed to have forgotten the entire english language. Not that words would do her any good. Y/N was much better at doing than saying things so she jumped into his arms , her hands cupping his face as she kissed him. Kai was taken by surprise and for a second he didn’t know what to do. Her hands moved towards his neck , burring her fingers in his hair feeling Kai’s arms pulling her closer to him at the same time. Kai kissed her back , not letting her pull away from his lips. The warm fuzzy feeling he always got around her , spreading through his body with a force like never before. He scooped her up as she hooked her hands around his neck. Kai slowly backed her against one of the trees near by ,his lips hungrily attacking hers the entire time. Kai didn’t want to pull away but he was worried he might suffocate her.
“Now I know for sure.” he whispered smiling , his fingers brushing against her cheek. Her eyes sparkled and Y/N was out of breath , her eyes darting between his lips and his eyes. All this time everything had been right in front of his eyes and somehow he had missed it. Kai could hear her heart beating so fast all beats blurred into one , her cheeks were flushed and she was smiling ear to ear.
“I love you.” he said softly pressing his lips against hers again.
“I love you too.” she smiled , looking behind Kai’s back seeing the bird fly away. He followed her gaze , laughing nervously. “Weird… It appears we are getting the entire day to ourselves now.“ 
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First attempt at a Negan fanfic. Language and adult content (Smut). Please let me know what you think. 

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Unexpected

Dark auburn curls fall down my back as I shake them free of the messy bun that kept them at bay. It had been too long since I’d been able to take the time to fully wash and condition my hair. But today, today I was taking full advantage of the freedom.

Negan had joined Simon and Dwight in dealing with the assholes who killed our people at the outpost. What kind of monsters would sneak in and kill people in their sleep? I shudder at the thought, now more thankful for the undead guards that loomed outside the Sanctuary walls.

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HARRY STYLES IMAGINE (YOU’RE SICK)

YOUR POV

I sat at the dining table with my head in my hands. My whole body was aching and there was a wild thump in my head. I didn’t want to get out of bed but I didn’t know what time Harry would be home and I needed to let our dog, Tottie, out.
I was almost certain that I could fall asleep where I sat and the constant feeling of whatever I had was making me tearful.
I heard the click of the front door but I didn’t want Harry to see me upset so I left my head where it rested in my palms. A feeling of relief washed through me at the thought of not being in the house alone any longer.
“Baby, are you okay?” Harry asked as he entered the kitchen.
I lifted up my head and my eyes landed on his tired, handsome face. His curly hair was a mess, a sign that he’d been running his hands through it all day and his white t-shirt was slightly crumpled. He’s discarded his boots and was stood before me wearing his black skinny jeans with socks.
As soon as he saw my face, he walked closer and knelt down “What’s happened?”.
The tears that I’d been fighting overflowed down my cheeks and I sighed heavily “I don’t feel very well. I can’t sleep and I’m hot, my head hurts and my body is aching so bad”.
Harry brushed my hair from my wet cheeks and ran his thumb over a fallen tear “Y/N, why didn’t you call me? How long have you been feeling like this?”.
I sniffed and tried to compose myself, I was exhausted “Since I woke up this morning and I didn’t want to disturb you while you were at the studio, I know you’ve been under a lot of pressure to finish the album”.
He immediately looked annoyed *GIF*.
“Y/N, you should have called me. You are way more important to me than a day in the studio!” he sighed heavily “Somethings obviously wrong and you can’t be at home on your own all day when you’re like this”.
I just nodded, not having the energy to fight with him.
We were disturbed by our Yorkshire Terriers barking and Harry stood up before opening the back door to let her in. He turned to me and the stern expression had vanished from his face “Let’s get you to bed. What medicine have you taken today?”.
I took a deep breath and wiped under my eyes “Just paracetamol”.
Harry took my left hand and put his other hand under my right elbow to help me up to my feet “You look pale, baby”.
“Can you take me to bed?” I asked pathetically.
He bared his jaw and nodded “I’ll get you a cold bottle of water first”
After getting us both a water and making sure the house was locked up, Harry led me up the stairs of our L.A house and tucked me into bed.
He felt my forehead whilst placing down the water bottles on my bedside table “You’re burning up, should I call a doctor?”.
I shook my head “No, I just want to sleep”.
Harry reluctantly nodded and stood before removing his clothes so that he was down to his black Calvin’s.
Even as sick as I felt, I couldn’t help but admire his muscly tattooed body.
He went into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later with a cold towel, placed it on my head and got into bed beside me.
I felt relieved when he pulled my back into his chest and kissed my cheek “Are you mad at me?”.
“Yes” he said but I could hear the hint of a smile in his voice “If you’re ever feeling like this, I want you to call me straight away. You have no one else to call here in L.A and if something ever happened to you while I was at work I would feel beside myself”.
I understood why he felt strongly about this, I’d had a few fainting spells in the last few years.
“I don’t want to interrupt your song writing and recording”.
Harry sighed heavily in my ear “Baby, all the songs I write are about you. You’re everything to me and the thought of you being anything less than healthy and happy destroys me”.
“Drama king” I said, trying to make light of the situation “It’s probably just tiredness”.
“I don’t care” he whispered in my ear softly “Anytime you feel like this, you tell me straight away, okay?”.
I turned slowly, sending my pounding head into a meltdown. I hissed as a sharp pain seared through the left side of my head.
“I’m taking you to the doctors tomorrow” he said worriedly as he searched my face “And I’m not taking no for an answer”.
Tears sprang to my eyes again “I love you, Harry”.
He kissed my forehead softly “I love you, too”.

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Part Three

A/N: Expect smut in the next part and finally knowing what happened that drunken Monday night (; Also, this is kind of long because I didn’t want to leave you guys waiting any longer than I already have. Hence the typos that are bound to be there as well. love ya babez.


“Hey, Y/N.” Scott greeted me as I entered the copy room.

It was Thursday afternoon and up to this point it had been next to impossible to get Scott alone. He was either wrapped around Kira or stuck to Stiles. Whom I’ve also not seen a lot of. Stiles was uncharacteristically quiet at his desk too. Normally, he’d add a smartass comment or unwanted opinions in conversation with the girls. But since our little…um…accident, he’s barely utter a single word to anyone but Scott. No matter how hard I try I can not remember a thing from that night. I racked my brain over and over trying to call to mind what happened that night but it’s all just blank. And after being ignore and deprive of vital information, I decided that the only way to get what I wanted is through an aggressive approach.

“Hey!” I replied to Scott as I walked to the copier next to him with my papers. I regarded him coolly wanting no diversions from my mission.

He smiled at me warmly but I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. I wanted answers, and I wanted them now. But I also need to play this smart, or I could have him retreating. So I took an easy route.

“How’s Kira?” I asked casually.

Scott looked at me feigning bemusement, but I gave him a knowing glance.

“She’s fine.” He said finally with a shy smile. His tan face turning a rosy hue.

I giggled softly shacking my head. I don’t understand why the two of them pretend that no ones knows they’re together.

“Today’s you’re date with Isaac, right?” He quizzed, and I knew he was eager to change the subject.

“Mmhmm.” I hummed as I set my papers on to the machine and pressed the start button. A second later they began sliding through the copier, their replicas launched out and resting on the tray to the side.

“That’s cool. Where you guys going?” He’d just put another stack of papers into his copier.

“Not sure. He wants it to be a surprise.” I rolled my eyes but I couldn’t suppress my grin.

“I’ll bet he does.” Scott said snidely.

“What’s that suppose to mean?” I questioned as I eyed him.

“Nothing, Isaac’s a great guy.” But somethings about Scott’s tone made it seem he was telling a joke I didn’t get.

I was getting frustrated, we were seriously getting away from the real reason I was here.

“Scott, I need to ask you something.” This caught his attention away from his copying and he searched my face for some indication on my mood. I gave nothing away.

“Okay…?” He said cautiously.

I took a deep breath.

“So, I know you picked Stiles up from my house the other day…” I began.

He looked at me like he wanted to say something. To lie maybe. He open his mouth and then, wisely, shut it.

“I know you guys are best friends and all, but you’re the only person other than Stiles that knows exactly what happened that night.”

At my words, his brow furrows and his lips settled into a hard thin line. His reaction is…unexpected. It’s a mixture between disapproval and confusion with a dash of disbelief.

“What are you asking me?” He inquired although I sensed he already knows the answer. After a moment of silence, I realised he was going to make me say it.

“What did Stiles say happened Monday?” I diverted my eyes away from him, unable to meet his gaze.

“You don’t remember?” His tone is incredulous.

I shook my head. “No, I-”

The copy room door opens behind us and of course of all the people in the entire office building that could’ve walk in at that moment, it had to be Stiles Fucking Stilinski.

I blushed grabbing papers from the cooling rack and bustled out of room, Stiles stepping aside to let me pass. Once out the door, I turned and pressed my back against the wall next to the place in which I’d just fled. Was I ever going to know the mistake, or mistakes, I’d made on my one night in a drunken stupor.

“What the hell was that all about?” Stiles asked his tone a little more than a whisper. My eyes widened and I held my breath. Not wanting them to know I was still there.

“Dude, you’re not going to believe this…” Scott said almost confounded.

I couldn’t see their faces, but I assumed Stiles gave Scott one of his famous “let’s hear it” faces and probably a gesture or two.

“She doesn’t remember.” Scott scoffed in complete amazement.

“Doesn’t remember what?”

“Any of it. She was trying to talk me into telling her what happened.”

It was quiet for a beat and I caught the sound of Stiles exhaling deeply. I could imagine him running his hand through his wild hair, with the other hand perched on his hip. After another moment of silence, I feared I might get caught ease dropping so I scurried back to my desk. I began working with only more questions, and no closer to any answers.


“Lydia!” I implored her. “Please just pick one.”

Lydia rolled her eyes and stood from her perch on my bed. She looked over the outfits I held in either of my hands on hangers.

“Let’s see, plain jane jeans with a frilly white top and chucks or an outdated aline skirt with a frumpy sweater. Both of these suck.”

I groan. “Lydia, please. Can’t you just be a little bit of helpful?”

“I thought you never ask!” She beamed and pushed me aside, making me stumble to the right, out of her way and she sifted through my closet.

“Last season, ew last year.” She counted off the reason all of my clothes weren’t suitable for wearing one by one until she stopped.

“This.” She pulled a plain black v-neck of the hanger and held it up to me.

“That? Really?” I asked not really believing she was serious.

“And…” She walked over to my chest of drawers and rummaged through for a second.

“These!” She produced a pair of black skinny jeans with a hole in the left knee.

“Lydia I don’t think..”

“Black is sophisticated, elegant, and sexy. Besides you don’t know where you’re going. So a skirt my be over dressed and honestly the frilly shirt is just god awful.”

I ignored her jab, taking the items from her and looking them over. She looks at me with anticipation, her eyes big and green.

“Sexy, huh?” I said holding the shirt to my torso with a smirk.

Lydia squeal and hugged me tightly. “Now let’s do something with this hair.”

“My hair?” I wined with a slight fear to my words as the strawberry blonde pushed me to the vanity.

By the time Isaac texted me to say he was outside, Lydia had thoroughly done me up. My dark hair was curled into loose waves and my eyes lined with black. I hated to admit it but I looked…hot.

I grabbed my purse and house keys off my kitchen table before heading out. I turned to lock the door behind me. When I swivelled back around, Isaac was leaning up against his black Camaro with his arms folded. He wore a seductive smirk on his face and I took the short walk to him, to admire how handsome he really was. He was tall and lean, with light hair and captivating eyes.

“You didn’t get all dressed up for me?” He asked a little smug.

“Why? Are we going somewhere nice? I can change.” I asked now worried Lydia’s choice was wrong.

“No, no. You just look hot.” He chuckled.

His bold comment caught me off guard.

“Oh, thanks.” I said awkwardly tucking my hair behind my ear dipping my head averting my eyes from his. I dreamily walked to my side of the car, anxious for what lie in wait for the night, and got in.


The movies.

His surprise date was just to the movie theatre.

Not dinner and movie.

Not hanging out watching movies.

A completely public, non-intimate, movie.

And on top of that, it was some gory scary movie.

I hate scary movies. Our conversation in the car oozed chemistry. We had so much in common and, although he wasn’t very witty, he was funny. And after all that, the fucker takes me to the movies. I don’t know why I was so mad. Maybe because I’d hyped myself up for some elaborately planned out date with hearts and flowers, and I was getting an extra butter popcorn with a box of Mike and Ike’s.

I hate Mike and Ike’s.

As we stood in line waiting for the girl behind the counter to provide us with our goods, I heard a familiar laugh behind us. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Kira walking in. I brighten immediately at the sight of her.

“Hey, I’ll be right back. My friend is over there!” I told Isaac not even giving him a chance to respond as I rushed towards her. She hadn’t spotted me yet, so I waved my hands to grab her attention.

“Kira!” I shouted.

“Y/N!” She shouted back with the same amount of excitement.

We collide hard when I embraced her.

“I’m so glad to see you.” I sound relieved, and I am. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here with Scott…as friends.” She added quickly.

I rolled my eyes as we detached from each other.

“Where is he at? Hiding?” I tease.

She blushes and jabs a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of him. I looked and see him just as he walked through the doors.

“Y/N” Scott hollered with glee and engulfs me in one of his famous bear hugs. Something about his reaction to seeing me startles me. He didn’t even seem surprised to see. Like he’d expected me to be there.

“Hey Scotty,” I chuckled patting his back.

“What are you doing here?” He asked releasing me from his tight grip.

I furrowed my brow, he knew very well what I would be doing here.

“My date…with Isaac?” I said still a little baffled.

“Ohhhh! Was that tonight?” He ask with a theatric attempt at confusion.

What was he playing at? I look at Kira for some answers, but she only shrugged and shook her head equally as confused. From behind the pair I could see a familiar mess of hair and looked beyond them to the new comer to theatre. Stiles strode in with a certain skinny, dark haired, big boobed girl at his side. I felt my face turn hot. What she doing here? What is he doing here…with her? I mean, I didn’t care obviously but the possibility that this was all a coincidence seemed highly improbable. I suddenly had the overwhelming feeling that this was all planned. But as I watched Stiles snake his arm around the girl who I’ve come to know as, Brielle, and join the group; a sickening feeling washed over me that I couldn’t explain. I looked down at my knotted fingers to avoid them.

“Hey, Y/N.” Stiles greeted me with a soft voice taking me aback.

I hadn’t expected anything from him let alone a hello. Hell he hasn’t even talked to me since Tuesday, and here he was all brown eyed and bushy tailed regarding me with a smile.

“Y/N, are we going this or what?” Isaac asked appearing next me popcorn in hand. Stiles smile fell and he narrowed his momentarily at Isaac. In the same moment, it reverted back to a, if not hasty, smile.

“Hey man,” Stiles said to Isaac. “Thanks again for inviting us!”

My head snapped to the boy standing next to me.

“You invited them?” I hissed.

This date was just getting worse and worse. This was suppose to be a romantic evening and it’s turned into a double, excuse me, triple date.

“What?” He shrugged unapologetically shoving a few pieces of popcorn in his mouth.

I took another look at Big Boob Brielle then to Stiles and rolled my eyes.

“Let’s just go, the movies about to start.” I mumble and pushed past him.

I made sure to sit in a row that was too full so the others would have to find somewhere else to sit. I was determined to get this date back on track. I liked Isaac, though I knew little about him and I wasn’t going to let Stupid Stilinski muck it up. Unfortunately for me, I could see the foursome from where I sat with my own date. Though I refrained from acknowledging them. They would not ruin this for me!

A sort of scary part played out on screen and I strategically grabbed Isaac’s arm, feigning the poor damsel in distress. He look down at me and I up at him gazing in his eyes, willing him to kiss me with my mind. He smiled then glanced down at my hand and back at me.

“You okay now?” He whispered and a wave of embarrassment washes over me. I withdraw my hand and sink into my seat. It was very clear now. This most certainly was not a date. When he said he wanted to show me around town, he meant it literally. He was being friendly not flirty, and I’d been stupid enough to mistake one for the other. Is this what my friends meant by be careful? Or was I just not his type? I snuck a peek up at him threw my lashes. He was totally fixated on the movie. I groan and without really thinking about it, glanced at my friends. They weren’t far from us, and I could perfectly see the back of their heads. Scott and Kira were clearly making out, give the people behind them quite the show. It made me chuckle, softening my ever worsening mood. I scanned either side of them looking for Stiles and I found him.

Staring at me from over his shoulder.

When he caught sight of me, he whirled his head forward again. Clearly being caught. His date noticed and gave him a concerned look. Mistaking his action for fearful. She wrapped both of her arms around his one and laid her head on his shoulder pulling him annoyingly close to her. And for some reason, this was my breaking point. I’d had enough of this whole night and just want air. I rose from my seat, noting that Isaac didn’t so much a flinch as I did so, and exited the theatre.

The lobby was pretty dead. It was late and most of the movie were in progress. There was the occasional straggler, who drank too much during the previews and needed to pee or was refilling their popcorn bucket. I saw a cushion-y bench against the wall near the entrance of my movie and I briskly walked to it, sitting down. I let my head fall in my hands as I went over in my mind the crazy first week at work I’d had. It was impossibly chaotic and I was positive if I pinched myself I’d wake up from the dream I must be having.

“Scary movies not your thing?”

I looked up to see Stiles standing in front of me. I instantly frowned.

“What do you want Stilinski?” I rolled my eyes, leaning back until my head gently touch the wall.

“Nothing.” He answered awkwardly.

We sat in silence for a moment, but somehow it was comforting.

“I don’t think that I’m on a date.” I finally say squeezing my eyes shut.

“What?” Stiles asked bewildered at my sudden admission.

“I thought when Isaac ask me to come out with him, he was asking me on a date. But I think he was just being friendly.” I wasn’t sure why I was telling him of all people this.

It was quiet again.

“Kira and Scott are secretly dating.”

And this makes me laugh. He laughs too.

I look over at him and he’s bearing into me with his eyes from behind his glasses. And I know this is my chance. I’ve wanted to know all week long what happen between us and this light mood may be my only opportunity.

“Stiles I-”

“Do you want to get out of here?” He cuts me off.

“What? Like ditch our dates?” I scoff gaging his words.

He smirks and admittedly spending a few hours with a guy I may or may not have had sexual intercourse with and also who may or may not hate me, didn’t seem as bad as shamefully walking back to my not date and watching a movie I don’t like.

I grinned. “ Lead the way, Stilinski.”

STILES X READER - TAKEN


(Y/n) readjusted her hold on the textbook, tucking in her elbows to not hit anyone as she walked by. That was the last thing she wanted – to attract any attention to herself. A few people glanced at her as she walked down the corridor but none approached her, thankfully. She spotted her cousin only a few lockers down letting out a sigh of relief.

               “Hey (Y/n)” Scott smiled, introducing her presence because he knew she would be too uncomfortable to do it herself.

               “Hi” she waved lightly, clutching firmly at the book with her other hand. The last thing she needed was to drop it front of all those people – the rest of the pack was there, smiling lightly, content in each other’s company.

               “Are you done with my textbook?” Stiles asked, opening his locker so he could store it away.

               “Y-Yeah” she stuttered, ignoring the way she felt a spark as their hands brushed when she handed it over.

               “If you don’t get anything I don’t mind going over it with you” He smiled, closing his locker as she tried to calm her blush.

               “Th-That would b-be great” she smiled, Scott wiggling his eyebrows at Lydia when neither were looking. They had been trying to set them up for years.

               “How about this Saturday?” he raised an eyebrow.

               “I can’t th-this sat-“she paused “I have a…” her mind went blank. That happened sometimes. She would forget the words for certain things, or they would all jumble together until her sentences didn’t make any sense. It had caused her great grief throughout the years – constantly embarrassing her in front of her peers, making her an outcast, a weirdo.

               “Take your time, don’t rush it” Stiles reached forward, taking her hand in his “You’re okay”

               “Um…” her eyebrows furrowed together - trying to focus on the words and not the boy for a second - before she finally pieced it all together “Bowling. I’m going bowling this Saturday with the g-girls from Spanish. Class trip”

               “That’ll be fun” Lydia smiled, holding in a laugh as the girl jumped at the sound of the school bell, clutching onto Stiles for dear life.

               “I know P.E is scary, but do you really need to be holding me that tight?” Stiles grinned, gently peeling the girl off of his T-Shirt. But he still held her hand, the whole way to class.

               “Sh-Shut up”

***

Ping!

Stiles looked around sleepily, regretting the fact that he had once again forgotten to put his phone on silent.

He barely had a chance to glance at the words before Scott was calling him. Seeing as he held the phone in his hand he picked up instantly.

“Oh this better be good for” he glanced at his clock “2 in the morning on a Tuesday”

“Stiles, its (Y/n)”

He froze, mind suddenly wide awake. In an instant he was out of bed, finding shoes and a pair of jeans, the phone pressed against his cheek.

“What happened? What’s wrong? Is she hurt? Did she fall down the stairs again? Is she alright? Can she come to the phone-” He asked each question more frantically than the last, his heartrate picking up rapidly.

“She’s gone Stiles” Scott let out an angry growl “she’s been taken”

 

It took them two days to find her, tied up in an abandoned cabin in the woods. A note was left by her feet, written in black cursive ink.

My little dove had a lot of fun, she’s quite the screamer.

Never trust a fox.

               Her skin was covered in cuts and bruises, a few burn marks found on her legs and arms. Her left eye was so swollen that it wouldn’t open, jaw and ribcage covered in purple and yellow bruises. But she was alive. And that’s all that mattered.

               Stiles had to keep reminding himself that, or he would have gone insane. He paced up and down the hospital corridor, ignoring Scott’s fifth attempt to get him to calm down.

               “Stiles you just have to-“

               “Have to what?” he snapped, spinning around on his heel “Forget about it? Sit down? Calm down? I can’t. It’s my fault, my fault. I did this Scott! I did this to your cousin. I did this to her”

               “No you didn’t” Lydia shook her head “That wasn’t you. That isn’t you”

               He flinched away from her, pulling at the ends of his hair. He could picture her now, screaming in pain as he lashed out at her, tears dribbling down her cheeks as she desperately tried to fight back.

               “Stiles-“

               “No don’t touch me” he screamed, pushing her back “I’ll hurt you”

               “No you won’t”

               “I can’t trust myself anymore” he growled “I’ll hurt all of you”

               “Stiles, just breathe okay” Scott edged forward “You aren’t going to hurt any of us”

               “How can you say that?” Stiles panted, trembling “How can you see what happened to her and say that? How can you look me in the eye and-“

               “St-stiles”

               He froze, turning around slowly to meet her gaze.

               She had pulled out all the wires and tubes attached to her body, getting up and out of bed with a twisted ankle, just to calm him down. She had heard his yells and screams and knew he needed her.

               “(Y/n), I-“

               “It’s okay” she gave him a small smiled, trying to ignore the throbbing pain she felt all over “I’m okay. I-”

               He nodded slowly, watching as nurses as doctors rushed toward her, ushering her back inside and scolding her for getting out of bed.

               But nothing mattered anymore.

               Because he knew what she was about to say, he saw her mouth it to him from outside the glass as she lay back down, eyes drooping slowly.

               I love you.

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