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Not So Vanilla 

Summary: The reader is stuck in the friend zone with Archie but desperately wants out. She’s so in her head that she doesn’t pick up on the constant hints Archie drops, or even listen to what Jughead tells her. One party changes all that. 

Word Count: 5458

Author’s note: Okay this is my first Archie imagine!! Please let me know your thoughts and I’m sorry it’s long but trust me theres a lot of smut;) I want to write more Riverdale so tell me if you like it!

You were sitting at a booth in Pop’s across from your best friend Jughead, eating some fries and a milkshake. Jughead was in the middle of one of his philosophical rants about this small town and, “ All the damn secrets within it”.

Riverdale had been turned upside down ever since of the murder of Jason Blossom, and everyone was acting differently. Jughead swore something was up and suddenly your small group of friends turned into, “ Mystery Incorporated” aka the characters of Scooby Doo.

You were distracted from what Jughead was saying when you saw Archie walk in to pick up an order. The thing about Archie was that you were good friends, but you’d always had feelings for him.

The reason you never acted on it was because your other best friend Betty had been in a similar boat, and when she confessed her feelings Archie explained he didn’t feel the same way. Betty was incredible and if Archie turned down her you’d hate to see what he’d do to you.

Betty had moved on and actually started to have something with Jughead, but you still felt like by the laws of girl code it was a no go. Regardless you couldn’t help but stare and let your thoughts drift.

There was always something about Archie that made you think he wasn’t as “innocent” or  “vanilla” as he seemed. Maybe it was because you weren’t so innocent yourself, but that was something not a lot of people got to see.

The more you thought about it the more you realized Jughead was right, the people of Riverdale did have a lot of secrets. You were pulled from your day dreaming when a fry hit your face, “ Earth to (y/n) stop staring I can basically smell the angst radiating off of you”.

Rolling your eyes you threw a fry back, “ Come on Juggy maybe you’re just threatened that someone might have just as big of an imagination as you”. The Archie you truly wanted lived strictly in your imagination because in real life you couldn’t act on your feelings.

Jughead grinned, “  I have a feeling your imagination turns 50 Shades of Orange themed when you look at Archie, and I am NOT threatened by that”. He began to laugh, amused at his own joke leaving you sighing.

If there was anyone who knew just how dirty your mind could get it was Jughead, but that’s why you loved your friendship. You shot right back, “ Don’t even make me bring Betty into this it’s called a Betty Bomb for a reason and I wonder how she makes you explo-”.

Your sentence was cut off when Archie forced Jughead to push over, sitting down in the booth. Jughead sat there looking all to smug watching a blush creep over your face, praying that Archie didn’t pick up on what you’d been saying.

Archie picked up a fry, “ What were you guys talking about? Normal “this is all a conspiracy theory” stuff?”. Jughead went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “ Something like that…what are you doing here?”.

He leaned forward and sipped from the straw of your milkshake, a weird look in his eyes as he did so. Once he’d drank long enough he explained, “ Picking up an order for the ole man I swear we better do something tonight because if I stay in my house any longer-”.

Jughead intervened, “ You’ll end up like Jason Blossom?”. Archie laughed, “ Jeez Juggy that’s morbid of you…but I guess so”. You felt your mind begin to run wild thinking about what plans the night could possibly bring.

Jughead looked to you, “ You know (y/n) was saying the same thing earlier, she’s just dying to have some fun tonight”. Archie raised an eyebrow and a smirk formed upon his lips. He was intrigued, “ Really doll? I figured you were spending too much time with Jughead over here and going to the dark side”.

Archie had many pet names for you ranging from doll to princess, and they were all really outdated. That was the thing about this town and the people within; you could all be so old fashioned at the same time you were living in the 21st century. Each time he used one of his nicknames it made you core ache.  

You smiled, “ With everything that’s been happening recently I think we all could have some fun….distract ourselves from the current episode of Pretty Little Liars that we’re living in”. Both boys laughed, it was all too true.

You heard the clack of heels which only meant one thing, Veronica. She walked right over to the table after saying hello to her mom, “ Hello Archiekins and the rest of the rag-tag gang”.

Unlike you Veronica had no problem showing her feelings for Archie, and she walked right over Betty while doing so. Jughead sighed, “ That’s what we’re referred to as, the rag-tag gang?”.

She made Jughead push down again as she slid into the booth, making space for herself where there was none. Archie placed a hand on Jughead’s shoulder, “ Don’t worry Juggy, you’re the ragiest of them all”.

Jughead rolled his eyes, getting annoyed with the little space he had, “ You know I think there’s a limit for how many people can sit on one side of a booth…. yeah Newton founded it”. Veronica had put all her attention on Archie so Jughead’s comment went over her head.

Munching on a fry she asked, “ So what’s a girl like me to do on a night like this?”. Jughead made a face meant only for you and you couldn’t help but giggle. Betty was able to see the good in everyone, and she was the one of the few who could find it in Veronica.

Veronica had been a classic mean girl at her old school but was trying to fix her ways, with everyone BUT you. There was always this tension between you both, and it was all her creation.

In your life of sin all you truly needed was; Jughead, Betty, and Archie. When Veronica was thrown into the mix things became unleveled, but you hoped that you’d soon get to the bottom of whatever was causing it.

Archie looked to you with a smile on his face, “ Well (y/n) suggested we do something fun, and I say we embrace her wild impulses”. He finished his sentence with a wink and you felt your heart leap from your chest.

Veronica wasn’t as amused, “ You’re kidding right? She’s a total Janis not a Regina”. Archie rolled his eyes, “ I don’t know what’s worse Ronnie the fact that I understand that reference or you ability to forget it’s always the quiet ones”.  

Jughead choked on his milkshake at Archies comment, if only he knew. Archie patted Jughead on the back but raised an eyebrow at you, picking up on what had just happened. Trying to downplay things you laughed, “ Come on Jug you should know how to drink by now”.

After catching his breath Jughead replied, “ Sorry (y/n) I just had a revelation, maybe we should hangout at your house..won’t your parents be on a work trip”. You wanted to kill Jughead but instead just smiled.

Veronica grinned, “ Let’s have ourselves a little project x shall we?”. You shook your head, “ Uh how about more like The Breakfast Club”. She rolled her eyes but both Jughead and Archie seemed down.

Archie laughed, “ Anything that will get me out of the house I’m down, let’s invite Betty too”. Veronica tried to hide her disappointment, but both you and Jughead picked up on it. Smiling you replied, “ I’m sure Jughead would love another night with Betty huh Juggy?”.

Once again he threw a fry at you, hoping to distract from how red his face was. Veronica smiled, “ So I guess that means you pair off with me Archiekins”. You wanted to pour your vanilla milkshake over her head right then and there.

Archie looked to you, “ Sorry Ronnie but I think I’m going to have to watch over (y/n) tonight, make sure she actually has fun for once”. You grinned right back at him, and the thought alone made butterflies take flight in your stomach.

Veronica got up, “ Well I should be going, text me the details and I’ll grace you all with my presence later” she tried to hide her anger towards everyone else but shot daggers at you. Finally she walked away leaving you three alone.

Archie took another fry, “ I know Ronnie is trying her best to be a good person but I wish she’d respect my space”. You’d always thought that Archie was interested in Veronica, but that all just changed. Jughead gave you a look that said, “ I told you so”.

You spoke your mind, “ I wish she’d respect mine two I swear she has it out for me”. Normally you’d have stayed out of drama but you wanted to see how Archie would respond. Pop called Archie’s name meaning his order was ready.

Before leaving he took one last fry, “ She’s just jealous of you (y/n)… I don’t blame her”. With that he was gone. You thought you’d faint right then and there, did Archie basically just say you were better than Veronica Lodge?

Jughead crossed his arms over his chest, “ I believe there’s a certain saying for times like these…ah yes….I told you so”. You were too happy to be annoyed by his comment, your heart flooding with feelings.

Grinning you explained, “ Did Archie just say Veronica has a reason to be jealous about me? Veronica couldn’t be more of the classic “it” girl Juggy..”. Whenever you compared yourself to Veronica you always came up short due to your own insecurities.

Jughead rolled his eyes, “ What have I been telling you for weeks? Archie likes you (y/n) and Betty likes the idea of you both too”. You nearly choked on your milkshake….Betty knows? He continued, “ Look Betty and I spend many a night pondering certain topics and you and Archie are a common one….basically you have her blessing”.

You were confused, “  She really doesn’t mind Jug…you sure? I love Betty and-”. Jughead started to laugh, “ Let’s just say she’s been too preoccupied to care…”. A smile formed upon your lips not only because Jugheads sexual comment but that fact that two of your closest friends finally found someone who loves them back.

Jughead continued, “ And anyways Betty knew that Archie was just a classic school girl crush and that they work better as friends, but for you and Archie….”.   You were feeling so many emotions at once you felt you could explode.

Smiling you explained, “ I feel so relieved Juggy I was scared that Betty would be hurt if she knew how I felt about Archie! Oh god does this mean I have to actually act on my feelings now?”. You’d spent so much time imagining scenarios with Archie that possibly making them come true was scary.

Jughead grinned, “ Let’s just call this party tonight disney because-”. You finished his sentence, “ It’s where dreams come true”. You shook your head, feeling a mixture of uncertainty and excitement. Jughead called for the check, “ Come on (y/n) we have places to be, things to do, and a Ginger to make very very happy”.

Jughead used a suggestive tone while saying the words “very” because he knew how badly you’ve wanted to be with Archie. You placed down your half of the check, “ Well let’s see how the party tonight goes-”.

Your sentence was cut off by no other than Cheryl, “ Party tonight…is Pop’s suddenly handing out fortune cookies because this is giving me serious Freaky Friday vibes”. Just when one door closes another door opens, and you wouldn’t mind slamming this one shut.

The last thing you wanted was for Cheryl to come, “ Sorry Cheryl I meant to say our close get together, inner circle only”. She laughed, the kind of laugh you hear before someone pulls a trigger or drops a bomb.

Placing a hand on her hip she replied, “ Oh sweet naive (y/n) nothing in this town happens without me knowing, I’ll be there tonight and you’re welcome in advance”. She was gone as quickly as she had come.

Jughead shook his head looking up, “ He taketh as soon as he giveth”. Cheryl had the power to ruin this party on a biblical scale, locusts and all. Getting up you sighed, “ Let’s focus on the good for once Jug, like how Archie Andrews actually likes me”.

Getting up from the booth as well he placed a hand on your shoulder, “ It’s only been five minutes and it’s already going to your head, how the mighty crumble”. Rolling your eyes you walked out of Pop’s and made it back towards you house with Jughead.

Within five minutes you were already there, entering your empty house. Jughead spread out on your living room couch, “ When the cat’s away the mice will play”. That analogy painted a vivid picture in your mind, your house trashed.

Turning to him you laughed, “ Well I just hope the mice don’t go crazy…”. Jughead smiled, “ It’s going to be fine (y/n) the only people that matter tonight are; you, Archie, and Betty. The rest could be real mice for all I care”.

It felt good to have such a loyal best friend, Jughead really was like no other. Within a second your door bell rang and Jughead just had a grin on his face. Opening the door you realized it was Betty, with about three boxes of party supplies.

She smiled, “ Juggy here explained you were in over your head so your lifeboat has arrived!”. All you could do was giggle and just be thankful for how caring Betty was. She placed the boxes on the coffee table and clapped her hands together, assessing the situation.

Jughead held up a finger, “ Before we go off to battle I should relay the game changing drama that has unfolded”. Betty raised a eyebrow and sat down next to Jughead, “ Do tell Juggy”.

He looked to you and then Betty, “ We were at Pop’s and were visited by the three ghosts of Christmas, Cheryl the ghost of no other than Christmas past because no one willingly spends time in the present with her, Veronica the ghost of Christmas present because she’s somehow always in our lives, and finally the ghost of Christmas yet to come…Archie”.

Betty grinned, “ Now why exactly is Archie the ghost of Christmas yet to come?”. If Jughead wasn’t smiling like a madman before he was now, “ I’m passing the torch to (y/n)”. Betty was beaming with excitement and anticipation.

Blushing you explained, “ Well as per usual Veronica was being a bitch to me and Archie said it’s because she’s jealous of me..”. Jughead intervened, “ That’s not all our sweet little (y/n)”. Jughead was loving this moment because you were finally realizing that you were worth it.

He knew how insecure you were and he hated it, he wished he could go into your mind and rewrite each bad thought you had. Biting your lip you continued, “ He said he didn’t blame her for being jealous..”.

Betty let out an excited scream, “ OMG I told you Jughead!!! Archie totally likes (y/n) I KNEW it!”. You felt relieved to know Jughead wasn’t lying, she really was happy for you. Still you wanted to double check, “ It’s not weird for you Betty I don’t want-”.

She cut you off, “ Trust me (y/n) Archie was just a really intense crush for me before I knew what actually caring for someone felt like….and what it feels like when someone cares about you the same way”.

As she spoke she looked to Jughead and you swore there was a sparkle in both their eyes. You placed a hand over your chest, “ Awe you two melt my heart, as long as I know I’m not hurting you and you’re happy now that’s all that matters”.

Jughead scoffed, “ Now can you remind me why we tolerate Veronica, she not only has a thing for Archie but also has some weird vendetta against (y/n)”. He was right, you wanted to know why Betty still remained friends with her.

Betty smiled, “ Look Veronica is trying to be a better person, and when you try most often than not you also fail…but I don’t want to be a reason why she doesn’t try at all”. How could Betty be so compassionate?

You shook your head, “ But Betty she clearly has a thing for Archie and doesn’t even try to hide it and she knows what happened between you both!”. Jughead nodded his head, agreeing with you. He hated that Veronica clearly took advantage of Betty.

She just shrugged her shoulders, “ I know trust me I see it, but I know Archie doesn’t care about her. He wouldn’t support Veronica trying to get out the last of her mean girl ways”.

Betty continued, “ Archie cares about you (y/n) and so it doesn’t even matter how Veronica acts because he’d never act on it. She only wants him because he wants you (y/n) and soon she’ll get the hint”.

Shaking your head you replied, “ I guess Betty but it still irks me to know she didn’t even talk to you about it”. Once Betty set her mind to something there was no changing it, if she wanted to still see the good in Veronica than damn straight she would.

Jughead sighed, “ Oh Betty Cooper the world truly does not deserve someone as forgiving and caring as you”. He kissed her forehead after he finished his sentence and she looked so blissfully happy.

She clapped her hands together, “ Okay enough drama talk I think it’s time we get this party going”. Betty started to unpack the boxes which included things from plastic cups and snacks to a first aid kid.

You started to pick up around your house and before you knew it you’d spent an hour and a half setting up. When it was finished Betty smiled, “ It’s perfect, now we have to get ready”. Jughead looked himself up and down, “ This is as ready as I’ll ever be, you two can go get ready upstairs”.

You and Betty looked to each other completely giddy, it had been awhile since you’d gotten all dolled up. Betty had brought along a light blue dress and ballerina flats for herself. You decided you’d wear a short black dress that hugged your curves but flared out, simple yet stunning.

You paired it with a black lace choker and short black pumps and when you turned around Betty’s jaw dropped, “ You look so good (y/n) Archie is going to love it”. Betty did her normal makeup look and you did a gold smokey eye and pink lip.

Betty’s mood changed, “ I love it, but why are you so dressed up?”. You’d almost forgot to explain that Cheryl was coming, which meant the rest of the school as well. Rolling your eyes you said, “ Cheryl overheard us in Pop’s which means she’s bringing the entire school with her”.

Betty looked mad for a moment but shook it off, “ Who cares? All the matters is that something finally happens between you and Archie tonight and when you look like that how could he resist?”.

Laughing you hugged Betty, her kind words meaning so much to you. You did a slow spin, “ I guess I do clean up nicely huh?”. Looking at your phone you realized another hour had passed, making it nine o’clock.

Now that you were ready you and Betty headed downstairs, preparing for the possible arrival of any guests. Walking down the stairs you realized music was already playing and there were voices talking.

In your living room sat; Jughead, Kevin, Ethel, Veronica, and Archie. When you walked over to them Kevin whistled, “ Shit (y/n) you look good! If I weren’t gay-”. Veronica cut him off, “ But you are…nice clean up job guys”.

Betty smiled, “ Tonight’s a special night” and she looked to you and Archie as she said so. Archie smirked, “ You look really good doll, black has never looked better”. Jughead winked at you, hinting to Archie’s feelings for you.

You smiled, “ Thanks Archie you’re not looking too bad yourself”. He winked at you and leaned back into the couch. Kevin was eager to start the night, “ So when will our other guests be arriving?”.

Before you knew it the doorbell rang and Jughead said, “ Speak of the devil…literally we might as well be summoning the devil”. Opening the door you were greeted by Cheryl, and nearly half the school.

Cheryl smiled her fake smile, “ One keg in the backyard boys the other in the kitchen”. Stepping back you allowed everyone in, flooding your house. Cheryl turned to you, “ You look good (y/n) hoping to finally tie down Archiekins?”.

Faking a smile yourself you replied, “ Something like that…”. A strange look appeared on Cheryl’s face and you suddenly feared you’d fed her inner monster. She made her way towards the living room where everyone was sitting and placed a bottle of tequila on the table.

You followed suit, trying to brace yourself for whatever she had planned. Cheryl placed a hand on her hip, “ We’re going to play a good old game of truth or dare”. Jughead laughed, “What are we five?”.

Cheryl shot back, “ No Jughead we’re just a group of people that need to be forced into action right (y/n)?”.  You nodded your head hoping Archie wouldn’t pick up on what she’d been hinting at.

She continued, “ The rules are simple pick either truth or dare, BUT if either option is to much for you take a shot instead”. Looking to Jughead you didn’t hide your apprehensions, this could go really bad really fast.

Betty wanted to help, “ I’ll go first Cheryl” but Cheryl just shook her head. Grinning she said, “ Aw sweet Betty you’re a little to naive for this, the first round goes to Archie”. Cheryl winked at you before asking her question.

She smiled, “ So Archiekins what will it be, truth or dare”. Archie just looked at you and then giggled, feeling daring himself. He replied with dare and those around you roared with excitement.

Cheryl smirked, “ I dare you to choose who you’d rather hook up with, Veronica or (y/n)”. You felt your heart stop beating and you just looked to Jughead and Betty, too paralyzed to do anything else.

Archie didn’t hesitate, “ (y/n)” and he winked at you. You never wanted him more than in that moment, and the rest of the room roared again. Cheryl turned to you, “ Do I have to dare you to kiss him or are you going to give the boy what he wants?”.

You bit your lip unsure of what to do but then you remembered what Jughead and Betty had told you, “ All that matters tonight is you and Archie”. Both Jughead and Betty were trying to hold in their excitement, but were miserably failing.

Summoning up the courage you extended a hand to Archie, “ Now or never Arch”. He took your hand in his and let you lead the way, beaming with excitement. You lead him upstairs and did your best to ignore the comments and cheering from everyone else.

When you got upstairs you lead him to your room closing the door behind you. You stood there unsure of what to do next, and he picked up on it. He picked your chin up with his fingers, “What’s the matter doll?”.

You told the truth, “ Are you sure you like me because-”. He cut you off by placing his lips on yours, he tasted lightly of cinnamon. As he kissed you his hands explored your body, roaming up and down your curves.

He began to kiss your neck and whispered into your ear, “ I’ve wanted you for so long (y/n) you don’t even know”. It sent shivers down your spine and caused goosebumps to appear all over your skin. Archie brought his head up to face you again, “ Talk to me doll, let me know what you want”.

He dragged down your bottom lip with his thumb begging you to speak. You barely got it out, “ I want you Archie”. Your words caused a smirk to spread across his face and his eyes to light up. Licking his lips he replied, “ Good girl”.

Archie lead you to the bed and you were now straddling him. He rested his hands on your hips and you began kissing again. This time his tongue explored every inch of your mouth, he needed more.

As the kiss intensified your grinded your hips against him earning a groan from him. Archie started to kiss down your neck until he found that magical spot and sucked, “ God Archie”. You felt him smile against your skin, proud of how good he could make you feel.

You groaned again when you felt how hard he was, your confidence growing. His fingertips brushed your upper thighs and he started to push up the hem of your dress, his touch sending waves of need to your core.

He whispered into your ear again, “ You look so damn good in that dress doll, but you’d look even better out of it”. It was your turn to smile and you leaned back, beginning to take off your dress. Archie sat there watching you with lust filled eyes, completely in awe.

Slowly you pulled your dress over your head and off of your body keeping eye contact the entire time. Archie was biting his lip trying to hold back from taking you right then and there. When it was off your body you grinned, “ Your turn”.

He smirked, “ Fair is fair (y/n)” and he took off his shirt. Leaning forward you rested your hands on his chest as he took off his pants. Grinning you said, “ Working for your dad this summer did have it’s benefits”.

There was barely anything separating you from Archie and you felt how hard he was. Archie leaned forward and kissed the valley between your breasts, coaxing you to undo your bra. Taking the hint you unclasped it from behind, the cold air making your nipples erect.

He began to suck on your left breast, “ God you’re beautiful (y/n)”. As he swirled his tongue around your nipple you moaned his name loudly, making his erection grow even more. Your voice was shaky, “ Archie I need you”.

Archie took his mouth off of your nipple and instead massage your breast, “ All I needed to hear (y/n)”. He slid down his boxers and you took off your panties, now nothing separated you both. Archie bit his lip, “ So fucking beautiful”.

He positioned himself at your entrance, pausing to make sure you truly wanted this. Looking down you saw a different look in his eyes possibly love, “ I want this so bad Archie…I want you”. He smiled and kissed you passionately, crashing his lips into yours.

Archie finally entered you, slowly letting you adjust to his size. You were still straddling him and feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure you rested your head in the crook of his neck. Archie felt your walls tightening around him, “ God (y/n) this feels so good”.

Feeling more confident you started to rotate your hips, moving back and forth. Archie groaned, “That’s it doll…fuck”. His hands gripped your hips guiding your body to move perfectly with his.

It felt so wonderful to be so in sync with him and you started to moan his name. You began to kiss his neck, leaving marks resembling the ones he’d left on you. You’d never felt anything like this, being this close with someone both emotionally and physically.

Maybe it was because the beginning of this year had started with death that you felt this exact moment represented so much more. The both of you had stopped letting things get in the way and were truly living.

He groaned, “ You feel so good (y/n)” and you felt him starting to thrust his hips up. Your bodies were moving together as you started to bounce up and down. Feeling him enter in and out of you was all too much.

Each time he entered fully into you he hit your g-spot, and you felt your orgasm coming. Archie felt it two, “ Fuck (y/n) I’m going to cum”. His thrusts got even quicker, pushing you closer.

Your face was still in the crook of his neck, “ I wanna see your face baby”. Moving your head you made eye contact with him and saw his lust blown pupils. Leaning forward you kissed him, intensifying the moment.

Picking up the pace you went faster as well, needing to reach your climax. Archie took his lips off of yours and moaned loudly, this all too much. He barely got it out, “ Cum with me (y/n)”.

His words pushed you over the edge and you felt your orgasm shake throughout your entire body. Suddenly every nerve in your body was on fire from the amount of pleasure you felt. Your eyes closed shut trying to handle everything you were feeling at once.

You felt Archie twitch inside of you as his orgasm washed over him. You both moaned each other’s names, it was the only thing your brains could process. He held onto your body tightly and you felt him shake beneath you.

The both of you were lost in the moment, neither of you had felt something like this before. You rested your head in the crook of his neck again, “ Fuck Archie that was amazing”. He turned his head and kissed your forehead, a huge smile on his face.

Suddenly he shifted so you were now on your back and he was hovering over you, propping himself up with his elbow. Looking down at you he grinned, “ I can’t believe we waited so long…”.

As he spoke with his free hand he dragged his fingertips lightly down your body, sending shivers down your spin. Smiling back you replied, “ I always knew there was another side to you Archie Andrews”.

Biting his lip he replied, “ And you’ve barely explored it”. The entire mood shifted and you suddenly felt extremely needy again. He winked, “ Don’t worry (y/n) I’m not done with you yet”. He placed his lips lightly on yours, wanting to take his time.

You ran your hands through his bright orange hair making him groan, and you felt him smile. He pulled his head back, “ And I always knew there was another side to you doll, and I want to take my time exploring it”.

Biting your lip you imagined what that would mean for you both. Before you could continue there was a loud banging on the door, “ Wrap it up love birds, the sheriff is busting this popsicle stand”.

You both started to laugh knowing by the phrasing it was no other than Jughead. Archie yelled back, “ Way to ruin the moment Juggy!”. The both of you started to get dressed, and you wished you could lay your bed with him forever.

Jughead yelled back, “ Trust me Archie I heard you were finished, I’m not ruining anything!”. You heard him laugh from the other side of the door, proud of his own joke. When you were finally dressed Archie pulled you close again, “ Because I got cutoff, I really like you (y/n) and although you make me fucking explode by just thinking about you I want more than that”.

You felt the butterflies in your stomach again, “ I really like you two Archie…for more than just how hard you can make me cum”. He started to laugh and you knew you were falling in love with him, but you didn’t know he was falling in love two.

Jughead yelled again, “ You’re going to want to get down here and talk to the sheriff with Kevin because I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to fool around if (y/n) is grounded for life”. Archie kissed your forehead again before leading you outside of your room.

Jughead went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “ No more comments Juggy, I’m too worn out for that”. Jughead’s jaw dropped, feeling extremely happy for you but also shocked. You didn’t care that you’d have to talk to the sheriff, Archie Andrews was now yours and that’s all that mattered.

Imagine Chris and the Avengers cast talking about you on Jimmy Kimmel.

You settled in your hotel room bed and turned on the television just in time to catch your husband, Chris Evans, and fellow cast members; Chris Hemsworth, Robert Downey Jr., Scarlett Johansson, Mark Ruffalo and Jeremy Renner live on Jimmy Kimmel. You were meant to be at the interview with them but your commitment with your new movie sent you to London instead, and so there you were watching them answer the questions you were suppose to as well about the movie you all had acted in six months ago.

The interview started and the cast took their seats. You smiled at how handsome Chris looked in the outfit you had told him to take with him; everyone else looked great too. Seeing them made you miss their company and you wished you had been able to join them on the couch.

“It is so great to have you guys here tonight,” Jimmy addressed them with a wide grin. “The movie isn’t even out yet and everyone’s already excited to see part two.” The audience cheered their agreements. “Thank you all for coming out. I know all of you are very busy which is why we’re missing a few cast members tonight.”

The cast nodded in acknowledgement of your absence as well as a few others.

“Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan, as well as your wife, Y/N,” Jimmy said to Chris and Chris nodded again, this time with a cute pout. “I heard she’s currently in London filming her next movie.”

“Yeah,” Chris chuckled. “She actually left for London like- a week after we wrapped up Infinity War. I headed home to relax and she went on to her next job, it definitely says a lot about our level of demand in the industry.” He joked and you chuckled softly. “No, I’m extremely proud of her. She’s up for an Oscar, did you guys know that?”

“How can we not? You talk about it all day every day,” Robert rolled his eyes as he pretended to be annoyed with Chris. “Even Y/N doesn’t talk about it as much as you do.” The room laughed. “No, seriously though- he talks about it all the time. Doesn’t he, guys?” He asked the cast for confirmation.

“All the time,” Scarlett and Jeremy nodded.

“Even Y/N tells him to shut up about it,” Mark chuckled.

“You’d think he was the one getting nominated,” Chris H added.

“He’s a proud husband,” Jimmy defended Chris.

“Yeah,” Chris laughed, “just leave me be.”

“He’s a lovesick puppy, that’s what he is.” Robert teased, glancing back at Chris. “Ever since the second he laid eyes on Y/N, he’s been head over heels for her.” The cast nodded and Chris blushed deeply, dropping his head. “You should have seen him the first time she walked on to the set, his eyes popped out of his skull and he became a huge blubbering mess.”

You giggled to yourself, remembering the day Robert was talking about. You’d been friends with Robert for quite a while now, having met on the set of ‘Sherlock Holmes’ in 2009. He was the one who took you around on your first day at the Marvel Studios and introduced you to everyone, including your husband. Chris was a huge mess the first time he met you, mainly because he was already a fan of your work and you were drop dead gorgeous in a black lace dress; he was a bit of a sucker when it came to lace.

“Yeah, okay,” Chris chuckled, “I’ll admit I was a bit of a mess when I met Y/N.”

“A bit?” Chris H scoffed then chuckled. “We were all embarrassed for you, dude. You’re lucky she’s ridiculously nice and ignored your rambling otherwise you wouldn’t be here with that ring on your finger. You lucked out with her, my man.”

“Oh trust me, I know.” Chris chuckled. “She reminds me everyday.”

He was joking- while you did remind him occasionally, mostly as a joke, sometimes when you were fighting- he didn’t need a reminder when it came to you. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you even before the first date.

The two of you clicked pretty much immediately and every day on set became like a scene out of a romantic comedy. It got to a point where Joss had to keep you two apart because you and Chris couldn’t be in the same room without flirting and/or ending up in a fit of giggles.

Your relationship with him progressed with MCU film franchise. You met and started dating on the set of ‘The Avengers’, by 'Captain America: The Winter Soldier’, you’d moved in with him, he’d proposed during 'The Avengers: Age of Ultron’, and by the time 'Captain America: Civil War’ came around you’d been happily married for almost a year. The end of 'Infinity War: Part 1’ called for your first pregnancy- which the two of you were planning on keeping a secret until the three month mark. And by the end of 'Infinity War: Part 2’, your little miracle would have been born and introduced to the world.

“I know we’re here to talk about the movie but can we just discuss your personal life for a moment?” Jimmy asked Chris. “You and Y/N have been married for a while now, do you think we’re going to see little Captain Americas and little Agent 25s running around anytime soon?”

You pressed your lips together when you saw Chris’ reaction. He looked like he was definitely dying to tell someone but the two of you made a promise and neither of your families knew yet so he kept his mouth shut and let Jeremy made the first comment.

“He’s enough of a child for the both of them,” Jeremy joked. “You should see them out and about, they paint the town red till the break of dawn. It’s no wonder they work together 'cause I don’t think anyone else can keep up with them.”

You laughed, suddenly glad you weren’t there to be teased.

“You two like to party?” Jimmy asked, chuckling.

“Why do you think they don’t have kids yet?” Mark chuckled.

“So they’re the ones you guys call to have fun, Chris and Y/N?”

“Definitely.” Robert nodded. “Those two are absolutely hectic.”

“Mm hm,” the entire cast nodded with all their thumbs pointed at Chris.

“Nooooo, we’re not going to do that!” Chris held his hands up in surrender. “We’re on TV, guys! Our parents are watching this. C'mon, if Y/N sees this she’s going to lose her mind. We promised her no embarrassing stories, so c'mon!”

“If she doesn’t want any embarrassing stories about her then she should settle down,” Robert said. “Hear that, kid?” He addressed you through the camera. “Become a mom and everything embarrassing you’ve ever done is wiped clean off the slate.”

You chuckled and picked up your phone, texting Chris the following words.

Just break the news, babe. We’ll call our families after the interview. I know we said we’d wait but it’s happening so we might as well tell people. I know you’ve been dying to tell them anyway so go ahead, you’ve got my full support. ❤️️

After sending the text, you turned your attention back onto the TV screen. Chris flinched and you knew it was from the buzzing in his pocket. He subtly pulled his attention away from Jimmy and the rest and took his phone out of his pocket to read the text. You saw his smile and you couldn’t help but smile back. He looked up at the screen and winked, knowing you were watching.

“Hey guys, um-” Chris cleared his throat and drew the attention onto himself. “I’ve got something to announce. Y/N and I have been keeping this a secret for a while now and um- she actually just decided it was time we break the news. She just texted me telling me to announce it right here on Jimmy Kimmel.”

“No my God,” Scarlett gasped and turned to Chris a knowing smile. “Is she-”

The rest of the cast turned to Chris with widened eyes and excited smiles, waiting for confirmation.

“Yup,” Chris nodded, smiling. “We’re expecting our first child.” He said and the whole room gasped.

“Wow!” Jimmy clapped. “That is- congratulations, you guys. Y/N,” he looked into the camera. “We wish you could be here with us. Congratulations, you two are going to make wonderful parents.” He said and you smiled.

“No way!” Robert’s jaw dropped, his excited grin visible as he turned from Chris to the camera. “I knew it,” he pointed to the camera and you chuckled. “I’m so proud of you, kid. I can’t wait to meet your little one.”

“Congratulations, man!” Jeremy slapped Chris on the back excitedly.

“Yeah, welcome to the dad clan. You’re one of us now,” Chris H shook his hand, grinning.

“I’m so happy for you guys,” Mark told him, smiling. “You’re both going to make amazing parents.”

“Thanks guys,” Chris grinned. “I’m very excited as well.” He turned his attention back onto the camera, speaking directly to you. “I couldn’t have asked for a better person to experience parenthood with and- I’m ready as long as I’ve got you by my side, sweetheart. I love you and I can’t wait to see you.”

You smiled, feeling your eyes water as you picked up your phone and texted him your response.

I love you and I can’t wait to see you too.

I Never Meant To Hurt You

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Title: I Never Meant To Hurt You

Pairing: Dean x Reader (also a little bit of demon!dean)

Word Count: 1,981

Warnings: angst, ouchies, slight fluff

A/N: This was a request from @flufy07! I hope you all enjoy this! I know it’s a little long, but I promise, it’s worth it! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

You began hunting at the age of twenty.  After losing everyone you loved to demons, you knew you had to become a hunter.  You wanted to save people who still had a chance to be saved.  When you started hunting you ran into two brothers who helped you out more than anyone; Sam and Dean Winchester.  Like you, they lost their mom to Azazel.  They ended up killing your sister who was half-demon.  You accepted it as a part of life, never blaming them for what they had to do.  You ran into them plenty of times after that.  You even worked cases with them.  

You were shocked when you saw that Sam was calling you.  They hadn’t reached out to you in a year.  When you talked to Sam, his voice sounded urgent and full of concern.  After everything they did for you, you would sacrifice anything for them.  Especially Dean, who always held a special place in your heart.

You knocked on the bunker’s metal door, looking around.  You hoped you had the right place.  Before you could further assess your whereabouts, the door opened.  You smiled at Sam, brushing past him.  

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The Moon - Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: The reader is dating Luke Alvez but has recently been hooking up with Spencer Reid.

Y/N - Your Name

Y/F/N - Your Friend’s Name

Warnings: slight panic attack, cheating.

Word Count: 1435

AN: Hey guys! I know I have like three requests to do and another chapter to Camo but I managed to do this in my spare time between finals. Tomorrow is the last day, so I’ll be updating much sooner than I have been!

You hadn’t planned for this to happen. Really, you hadn’t. You weren’t the type of girl to sneak around. Luke was such a sweet boyfriend to you and was honestly was everything you could ever want.

Except there was a slight problem, Spencer. The two of you had been close friends since you started working at the BAU but he never seemed interested to be more. So eventually once Luke became your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but still be curious about Spencer.

The flirting started out subtle. Accidentally brushing his leg, sending goofy barely clothed snapchats, and always adding snarky comments on to entice him.

It was fun until the two of you ended up alone in the elevator. You had no idea that he would actually act on what you had been doing, truly you believed he was too dumbfounded to notice. Those fifteen seconds proved you to be very very wrong.

As you stepped into the elevator you couldn’t help but feel awkward. You flashed a smile as the doors were closing just to be friendly but before you could say a word Spencer had backed you into the hand railing.

“Wanna explain yourself Y/N? Because to me, you’re just playing with fire.” Spencer gave you a slight smirk before leaning in just close enough that you could feel his breath on your neck.

“I don’t know what you mean?” Playing dumb wasn’t your strong suit, but fuck it.

Spencer let out a laugh and laced his hand up your arm and onto your shoulder, just light enough to give you goosebumps,“What was that?”

“K-kiss me Spence.” you mumbled under your breath.

Once his lips connected with yours, that was it.

Although it was only one kiss that day, it had started a forest fire. As much as you knew you should stop, you only wanted more.

The nights you went out with your friends had been ending at Spencer’s place. Except it wasn’t always sex that you wanted, sometimes all you wanted was to be around him.

Luke had made a habit of coming over before work with breakfast around sevenish, so sneaking in at six became the new normal. Except today you managed to slip up.

You shot up in bed once Spencer’s alarm had began to go off. 6:45 a.m. Oh fuck. You usually would set your alarm a couple hours before his went off, but you had completely forgotten your phone at home last night.

“Y/N? What’s going on?” Spencer rubbed his eyes trying to regain some strength and placed his hand on your shoulder.

“I forgot I didn’t have my phone so I completely slept in and now Luke is going to be there without me. I’m screwed.”

“Baby stop, stop. It’ll be okay, just say you stayed at Y/F/N’s house. He won’t know the difference.”

You nodded thinking that could possibly work as you were putting on your clothes that were scattered on the floor.

As you were getting ready to leave you stopped and sighed, “I’m sorry I’m so complicated Spence.”

Spencer shook his head and walked towards you, “You are not complicated Y/N. The circumstances are just hard. I’m the moon, he’s your sun.”

Once you pulled into the driveway you saw Luke’s truck parked in front of your garage. You were so scared this wasn’t going to work.

As you opened the door you could feel your heart in the pit of your stomach. Luke was sitting at the kitchen table with a bag that could only be donuts when you walked in. It didn’t look like he had been there that long but you couldn’t tell.

Once you made eye contact he budged a little in the chair, “Could we talk Y/N?”

You nodded as you walked toward the seat across from him and sat down, “I’m sorry about last night. It was late so I just crashed at Y/F/N’s house.”

Luke rolled his eyes at your comments and slid your phone across the table. “Wanna go ahead and read those texts from last night?“

Spencer Reid: 1:30 a.m

“Are you coming over?”

Spencer Reid: 1:45 a.m

“Babe?”

Spencer Reid: 1:50 a.m

“Just text me when you can so I know you’re okay..”

You couldn’t breathe. Luke knew about you and Spencer and nothing could have prepared you for this moment. You looked up at Luke and couldn’t form the words to apologize.

Once a few seconds passed you started to open your mouth when Luke shook his head as if whatever you had to say meant nothing, “Don’t Y/N.”

“Luke.. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen I swear.” you choked out.

Luke laughed and stood up from the table to grab his glass of orange juice, throwing it full speed at the wall and shattering into hundreds of pieces, “How long has it been going on?”

You shook your head and wiped the tears that had escaped down your cheeks. This was the first time Luke had been angry at you, which consequently made you feel like 100 degrees sitting there.

“Not gonna tell me? That’s okay. I’ll just ask your good friend Spencer.” Luke reached for your cell phone off the table.

“Stop Luke, please. Leave him out of this.” your tears had turned into heavy sobs by this point and there was no use trying to calm down. This was a nightmare.

You could barely hear Luke interrogating Spencer about the two of you over your crying. Without realizing your breathing had become hard and catching your breath felt nearly impossible while Luke was still going off.

Once Luke hung up the room was silent for a few seconds until you heard a quiet “we’re done” out of Luke’s mouth and heard him walk out.

It wasn’t five minutes that you were alone before Spencer was in your driveway.

Luke had managed to leave your front door wide open which let Spencer walk right in. Frantically he looked around the front of the house for you, “Y/N?”

A few seconds later Spencer stuck his head into the kitchen and saw you sitting at the table. You had put your head on your lap trying to catch your breath to calm down but were failing miserably.

The second Spencer saw you he ran in front of you crouching down,“Hey hey hey.. baby look at me.”

You gripped Spencer’s hand that was placed on your knee and looked up at him. Spencer quickly noticed how sweaty your palms were and diagnosed your breathing patterns.

“You’re hyperventilating, match my breaths, okay?”

You nodded and took a deep breath once he had. Five seconds inhaling, holding it for a couple, and slowly exhaling for seven. Spencer repeated this process with you until you felt your heart stop racing.

After about five minutes you were able to sit up and breath normally but Spencer was still eyeballing you unsure of your state.

As you wiped your eyes you realized your makeup from the previous night had run down your face. You must’ve looked like a clown, and let Spencer see you like this? Great.

“I’m sorry about all of this. Especially the part where I look like Bobo the clown.”

He shook his head at your comment not finding any humor in it, “You don’t need to apologize for anything but you do not look like a clown, you’ll always be so beautiful to me Y/N.”

You sniffled at that, “If that’s true, why didn’t you show any interest when I did? I wouldn’t have gotten tangled up with Luke. I just wanted you.”

“I just.. I didn’t want to mess anything up. I’m sorry I took too long realizing you were what I wanted.” Spencer looked down at your floor hoping you’d say it wasn’t too late or that you’d give him another shot.

You sighed and nodded, “So what do we do? Or, what do you want to do? About us, I mean.”

“I want you Y/N. I truly do. That is if you could give me a chance to be your only man. I can’t sneak around anymore.”

You shook your head, “Luke and I are over for good Spence. You don’t have to worry about that, but about what you said earlier about being my moon? You’ll always be both my sun and moon.”

Spencer took your hands in his and smiled, knowing this was all he’d been wanting for months. Both of your smiles radiated as he placed your lips on his.

Song Imagine: Just A Friend To You // Megan Trainer

Request: Tyler or josh x reader based on the song ‘just a friend to you’ by Meghan trainor ? ❤️❤️❤️


Why you gotta hug me
Like that every time you see me?

Why you always making me laugh
Swear you’re catching feelings

Tyler Joseph is the most annoying person you have ever met. His stupid face and his stupid hair and his stupid voice and his stupid everything.

And you and your stupid emotions had to go and fall for him. For your brother’s best friend. For your best friend.

Everything is just so stupid.

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Imagine getting together with Chris.

A/N: Part 5 is here and I think I just died. OH MY GOD! As the writer, and as a reader- AHHHHHHHH! I’m sorry, I’m so calm right now. (No I am not, my heart) You can read the previous parts here: (Unexpected Reader - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3A/3B/Part 4A/4B) Please enjoy! X

Chris laid sprawled on his couch with furrowed brows, tapping his TV remote against his bare chest. It was 1:48AM and he had an early morning meeting tomorrow, but he was still wide awake. He couldn’t sleep because he had too much on his mind, like the fact that you were yet to read the letter he’d left- admitting his love for you- at your apartment. Since he left said letter at said apartment, with each hour that ticked by- he’d been texting your best friend asking if you’d read it. Each time, he’d get a text back from Ava telling him the same thing: “she’s not home yet.” It finally got to the ninth hour at 11:00PM that he stopped texting Ava and texted you instead, not to ask about the letter but to see if you were okay. Which brought forth the other thing that was keeping him up.

Chris had texted you to ask if you were okay, and you’d sent back a simple “perfect.” Now what was that suppose to mean? Were you perfect because your date with Sam went well? Were you perfect because you’d read his letter and was thinking about your answer? No, you couldn’t have read the letter already. You wouldn’t have just texted if you’d read it. He knew you and he knew you would’ve called if you’d read it, unless- you didn’t feel the same way, or had changed your mind about him since hearing about Scarlett and going on that date with Sam. He should’ve addressed that rumor the second it came out, talked to you about it instead of calling Scarlett and laughing about it. If he lost you because of it, it was his fault and his fault alone.

“What am I going to do, bud?” Chris asked Dodger, his best friend who was half asleep by his feet. “What am I going to do if I lose her?” Dodger looked up when Chris sat up and reached down to smooth his hand over his pup’s head. “She’s the one and I was too afraid to tell her that when I had the chance, and now-” He cut himself off with a huff, scratching Dodger’s head ever so gently. “I’m a real fucking idiot, aren’t I?”

“I’d say.”

Chris was so distracted that he didn’t even hear you come in from the back door; you’d a set of keys because he trusted you and occasionally needed you to come take care of Dodger for him. He jumped to his feet, feeling his heart in his throat. You were crying, but it was out of pure and utter joy as well as love for the man standing in front of you. His lips parted and he tried to speak, but no sound came forth. He’d play a thousand different scenarios in his head and ways to respond, but now that it was actually happening- he’d no clue what to say. He stepped over Dodger and started towards you, stopping when you took a step back. You held up the letter that you’d read four times in the cab ride over with the help of your iPhone’s torch. Each time you’d read it- you fell even harder for Chris; words you wanted to use to form a response danced in your mind. But now, as you stood in front of him, you couldn’t speak either. God, the two of you were made for each other.

“Y/N, I’m not dating Scarlett,” Chris finally spoke. Upon hearing those words leave his mouth, he wanted to slap himself. As important as that piece of information was, he wished his first words to you were “I love you.” Which was what he said next, drawing more happy tears from your eyes. “Please don’t cry,” he pleaded as he started towards you again, stopping when you held up a hand.

“I’m sorry, I just- I need a moment,” you told him and he nodded understandingly. “I um- This was-” you held up the letter, smiling. “It was a very Fan fic Chris thing to do,” you said and you both managed a light laugh. “How did you learn to write like that? Those first two paragraphs-”

“Y/N,” he cut you off, chuckling. “I don’t think we need to talk about my writing capabilities right this very second, do you?” He quizzed and you shook your head, swallowing. “You came here to tell me something,” he began as he slowly inched closer to you; step by step. “You came here to answer a question, to confess your true feelings.” You nodded slowly, feeling your heart on the verge of exploding. “So how about,” he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you towards him, “we get to that?”

“You’re not wearing a shirt,” you blurted out and grimaced at how awkward you were. Chris laughed, because how awkward you were was one of the things he loved about you. “I um…” You couldn’t believe how difficult it was to talk around a shirtless Chris; how his female co-stars managed was beyond you. His hands rubbing small, gentle circles into your sides weren’t helping your ability to speak coherently either. “Can you-” you put a hand on his chest to push him back; his heat radiated through your palm. “I just need some space so I can think.”

“I think we’ve done enough thinking, don’t you?” He returned to his original position, but this time a little closer and his grip a little tighter. “I’m done thinking and so are you,” he whispered as he dipped his head. With his lips inches from yours, his minty breath warm against your cheeks. “Do you love me?” He asked gently and you felt yourself nod as you got lost in his eyes; he smiled so wide, his pearly whites blinded you. “Do you want to kiss me?” He asked and got another breathless nod from you. “Good, because I love you and I want to kiss you too.”

The second his lips touched yours, everything fell into place. You realized that saying was a cliché you’d used many times before, in a quite a few of your stories, but not once had you truly understood or felt what you wrote. Not until now, not until you had Chris’ soft and supple lips pressed against yours. It was insane how good and how right it felt, and how many more clichés played through your mind. “He kissed you like your lips were the air that he needed to breathe”, and “he kissed you like there was no tomorrow”, and “his lips touched yours and sparks flew.” In that very moment, as his hands gently caressed your face while his lips worked against yours tenderly, attentively, and passionately- you lived through every romantic, breathtaking kiss scene you’d ever written. It felt like pure and utter magic- and yes, you realized that was yet another cliché but God, you didn’t care. You were happy because you were kissing the one you could, and had pictured forever with.

“Fuck,” Chris breathed when he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours. “Sorry,” he chuckled breathlessly and you shook your head, smiling. You could feel how flaming hot your cheeks were, as well as how wide your smile was; it was wider than it’d ever been. “I don’t mean to swear in your face, I just- that was fucking amazing. I mean- Fuck,” he cussed again, laughing. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.”

“Why don’t you do it again?” Your arms wrapped around his neck as you inched closer to his lips.

You didn’t have to ask him twice; he chuckled and kissed you again, moaning ever so softly when your hands found their way into his un-gelled hair. Now you weren’t a girl he wanted to rush things with because he respected you, but he was so swept up- in the passion, and the romance, and the very obvious lust in the air- that he couldn’t help himself. His hands reached under your thighs and he swiftly lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. You knew what was happening and what would happen if you let it, and though you always promised your mom you wouldn’t rush into things- this was Chris and she’d always wished you’d end up with him after reading your series. Now that the opportunity had arise, surely she wouldn’t blame you for taking things a little faster than usual. It wasn’t like he was going to run out on you, the letter made it pretty damn clear he was here to stay.

He broke the kiss and smiled, carrying you as he started towards the stairs. He didn’t know who to thank for you, just every thread in the universe that brought the two of you together. You did the same thing, brushing his bearded cheek with your thumb.

“Does Ava know you’re not going to be there when she wakes up?” That question was his subtle was of asking for consent; he wouldn’t and couldn’t do anything you were uncomfortable with. He knew the hold he had on you, but he’d never use it to his advantage. Similarly, you knew the hold you had on him and you’d never use that to your advantage either.

“I think Ava will figure it out.”

“Yeah,” Chris bit back his growing smile, “I think she will too.”

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Title: Teasing is a Fun Game

anonymous requested: A fic with Jason Crouse and a history teacher

Character(s): Jason Crouse and Reader
Summary: After a few trysts with Jason, he shows up unexpectedly during your lecture and all you can think of are the intimate moments you two shared. 
Word Count: 2,249
Warning: SMUT!!! (and dirty talk!) 
Author’s Note: Whoever sent this in, thank you so much! I love writing Jason Crouse and I wanted to show a different side to him (that I think he hides in the TV show, but that’s just me lmao). I mean, Jason Crouse talking dirty and teasing you??? Yes, please

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“I really can’t see the reason why you have to be jealous!” Jisoo shouted to you while following you to the room 

 "He keeps on being friendly with you! and i don’t like it! the way he hug you or even the way he looks at you!“ You said while packing your things from the cabinet. 

 You accompanied Jisoo to her work and you watched her do her job. But you don’t like how her co MC Jinyoung act around Jisoo he’s too clingy

. “It is part of our job y/n! What do you want to me to do? quit my job as an MC in Inkigayo because you’re jealous?! Think y/n! Why can’t you just trust me? do you think that our relationship will work this way?! for god’s sake y/n we’ve been fighting this ever since! Every sunday we keep on fighting!”

 "I won’t be mad if he’s not too fucking friendly with you!“ You shouted back. You sat on her bed while she’s standing near the door. you ran your fingers through your hair and looked down. 

 "i love you, isn’t that enough?” she came near you and sat on the floor. 

“I’m so y/n” “You’re tired of me already?” You started to cry because you’re also tired of everything. Every sunday this is the reason you fight. Ever since she started working in Inkigayo you never stopped fighting since Jinyoung and Jisoo always on touch. 

 "I am, y/n. i’m so tired. but i’m not going to give up on you. we just need time for ourselves.“ She said to you while she’s wiping your tears. “Let’s-”

“I told you not to say that every time you’re emotional right? please no i don’t want to” You said and you grabbed your bag besides you and rushed outside the room. You heard her called you but you didn’t stopped. 

You’re walking with your head down while crying. It’s raining and you keep on bumping to other people. You’re heart aches so much when you remember that Jisoo wants to break up with you because of your childish act. You can’t stop thinking that Jisoo might have a feelings for Jinyoung already because she always get so excited when it’s Sunday and during weekdays you can see them texting each other. You keep on walking and you don’t know where you are going. You don’t even know where are you now right now. You get your earphones from your bag and put it in your ears and you played “Last Dance” by Bigbang. You keep on walking and you didn’t realize that you’re in a pedestrian lane already and it’s on a green light. You looked on your right side and you can see nothing but light until you hear a loud crash your whole vision became black.

“Y/N!” ㅡ

Jisoo saw how you got into an accident, how you roll over the car. She came running to you trying to wake you up.

“Wake up babe please, wake up” she keep on tapping your bloody cheeks, even thought you’re full of blood she keeps on hugging you saying how sorry she was.

“Call an ambulance! Please help me don’t let her die!” She keep on shouting that someone should call an ambulance.

“Please babe please wake up don’t leave me like this. please don’t just throw our 3 years relationship like this babe please wake up” she can’t stop crying while hugging a bloody body of yours until an ambulance came.

The nurses came and put your body in a stretcher and into the ambulance, Jisoo came too holding your hands while your vital signs are dropping. “Please babe hold on please, i’m sorry i love you so much don’t leave me”

You’re in the operation room while Jisoo is waiting outside. the rest of the girls came and helped jisoo changed her bloody clothes into clean one. They’re still waiting for you when a nurse suddenly came out of the operation room running to get some blood packs for you. yes, you’re in a critical condition where you lost a lot of blood, broken glass in some parts of your body and a broken ribs and worse you got you head bleeding.

It’s been 1 week since your accident and you’re still unconscious. Jisoo is totally wrecked ever since. She’s not herself during rehearsals, she’s not eating well nor sleeping. She’s just seating in the chair besides your bed holding your hand waiting for you to comeback.

“Y/n, i’m sorry baby for doing this to you, for making you jealous for hurting you i’m sorry. i love you so much y/n please don’t leave me. i don’t know what to do please. i need you my strenght my everything. the one who’s giving me the motivation to work to practice babe please” she keeps on whispering how much she loves you and how sorry she was.

until the day came…..

“Unnie you need to eat”

“I don’t have any appetite to eat Jennie stop”

“ugh…hhhhhmmmm” you’re trying to move your body but all the parts of your body is aching even your head is.

“OH MY GOD LISA CALL A NURSE” Jennie said while shaking, she saw you move and made a noise. “Babe babe babe” A voice keeps on repeating those words. you can’t figure out whose voice is it. While gaining your black vision you saw a Jennie, Lisa, Rosé and a girl you don’t know who around your bed.

“Thank you so much you’re back” The unknown girl told you while touching your face. “Who are you?” You asked. The four girls is shocked with what you said. “Me you know me?” Lisa asked. “Of course our maknae” you said with a smile.

“How bout me?” Jennie asked. “Yes of course our meanie leader” “Me?” Rosé asked with a soft face. “Yes of course my rosie” you said. “This is a bad joke y/n” the unknown girl said. “Huh?” you’re so clueless because she’s talking to you like you know her but you don’t.

She stood up and left the room while sleep is taking all over you…. Jisoo found herself crying outside the hospital her knees are weak, she’s blaming herself for all of this. Jennie and Rosie stayed inside the room while the doctor is explaining what happened to y/n. Jisoo sat in a rock and cried. She loves you so much and she keeps on thinking one of the deep conversation you and jisoo shared.

~

Jisoo just finished her vocal lesson, she came home exhausted. While you’re comfortably lying on the couch while watching The Vow with Dalgom. She came to you kissed your lips.

“Hi jagi” she said while she keeps on giving you kisses on the lips. She put dalgom down. and she cuddled up with you. You wrapped your arms around her waist and your chin on her shoulder. “Babe, what if i lost memories what will you do?” Jisoo asked you while looking at the tv. “Hmmm. i will make you fall inlove with me again” You said while kissing her neck. “You won’t give up?” Jisoo asked while turning her head towards you. “Yup” and she kissed your lips. ~

It’s been months since the day of your accident and jisoo is still consistent about making you fall inlove with her again. Jisoo is losing hope, because you’re getting close with Twice’s Nayeon. Nayeon is not aware about your relationship with Jisoo they really kept it a secret from others except the family and the other members. But Jisoo doesn’t know what you feel towards her.

“Nayeon, how do you know when you love someone?” You asked Nayeon while waiting for the coffee you both ordered. “When you can’t stop thinking about her… why? you think you’re inlove? who’s the unlucky girl?” Nayeon asked you with a face that’s teasing you.

“Jisoo. Damn it like i really can’t stop thinking bout her. it’s like i’ve known her ever since and it’s like we have a deep connection with each other. When i was hospitalized she was there every single day she keeps on reminding me about how cool our friendship was. but why does she’s the only one i can’t remember? …….is it because I’m inlove with her before the accident?” you suddenly became dizzy after talking and jisoo’s face appeared on your mind.

Thousands of memories flashed through your mind. The kisses the cuddles the fight the first i love you the first everything you did with jisoo you remembered everything. You remembered how much you loved her. And then suddenly everything became black.

-

You woke up in a hospital bed and someone is sleeping besides you while holding your hand. And it’s her. The love of your life. Jisoo. She woke up when she felt you moved and she looked at you with her puffy red eyes. You carefully reached for her face and you tucked her hair in her ears.

“I love you my everything” you whispered. and you felt a warm liquid running throught your cheeks.

Imagine Chris stealing your favorite sweater.

A/N: Fluffer-nutter. That’s a cookie, right? Anyway, point is that this is so fluffy and cute that it’s going to warm your romantic heart and make you smile like a delicious cookie would.

You were searching through your wardrobe for your favorite gray sweater when you heard your laptop ring. You glanced over your shoulder and saw Chris’ FaceTime call and walked over to pick up before returning to the closet. It’d been weeks since you last saw it and you had no idea where you put it. You didn’t even want to wear it, you were just the kind of person who couldn’t let things go until you had a resolution. You blamed your mom for that trait because she was the same; the amount of times she’d turned the house upside down for an item she suddenly thought of but had no use for was insane.

“Morning, ba-” He stopped when he realized he couldn’t see you. “Where are you?” He chuckled and you poked your head out, giving him a wave before returning to your search. “Oh hey,” he smiled. “What are you looking for?” He laughed when he saw something fly out of the closet and land on the floor.

“My gray sweater,” you told him and Chris pressed his lips together, glancing over his shoulder at said sweater which was lying on his hotel room bed. “I don’t know where I put it and I’m trying to find it. It’s weird, it’s been weeks since I last saw it.” You decided to put a pause on the search so you could talk to Chris; you walked over to your laptop and plopped yourself on the bed in front of it. “I think the last time I wore it was at brunch with you before you left for LA, right?”

“Ooo…” His fingers played with his lips as he tried to think. “Um.” He pursed his lips, looking up at the ceiling as he continued to ponder. “I don’t know, I don’t really remember.” Your eyes narrowed at his strange behavior, but you said nothing. “Why do you need it? You’ve got a billion other sweaters in your wardrobe, just wear one of those.”

“I like my gray one.”

“I know,” he smiled, “it’s your favorite.”

It was because it was your favorite that Chris took it. He’d been out in LA for a few weeks now, and soon he’d have to leave for Vancouver to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’. He didn’t know when he would see you next which was why he took- a few was an understatement- of your favorite items with him when he saw you last. Items included: your gray sweater, your favorite baseball cap, your most used perfume, your red knit scarf, your iPod with your favorite albums, your cat plush cushion, your mini Polaroid photo album, and your copy of your favorite book. He took all that among other things; some you knew about and some you didn’t- like your gray sweater. He probably should’ve told you he was taking it to save you the trouble of looking, but he wasn’t going to now that you’d already search half the house. He thought about it, then decided to shoot you a text later so he didn’t have to face your wrath over FaceTime.

“It’s fine, I’ll find it later.” You said and Chris huffed with relief. “Let’s talk about you, how’s things in LA? You and Mckenna look like you’re having a lot of fun.” You said, then smiled when you saw him smile at the sound of Mckenna’s name; he loved the kid as much as he loved his own niece. “I see you finally decided to show off your amazing tap skills to the world.”

“Yeah,” he couldn’t help his grin, “I just couldn’t say no to the kid.” He chuckled and you did the same, shaking your head. “Just so you know, you are definitely going to be playing bad cop when we have our own kids. I can assure you right now that our little one is going to have me wrapped around his or her finger,” he told you, laughing.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” you bit playfully. “And I’m sorry, our little one?” You quizzed and he nodded. “As in singular?” He nodded again and you narrowed your eyes with a confused smile on your face, “I thought you’ve always wanted a big family.”

“Yeah, I do,” he nodded, biting back his growing smile. “But I don’t know, I don’t want to scare you away considering I haven’t even put a ring on your finger yet.” You laughed like it was even a possibility you’d run from someone as perfect as Chris. “I know you’re not really a kid person, so- I thought I’d start slow by talking about having just one kid and see what your reaction is. So far,” he winked with a click of his tongue, “so good.”

“I already told you I’d have kids for you, Chris,” you reminded him and he nodded. “Not an unreasonable amount, but I’m more than happy to have a big family with you.” You said and he smiled. “You’re going to be an amazing dad, I can’t deprive you or any child from that. Plus- it’ll be different when the child’s mine,” you said then winced as you added, “I think.”

“It will,” he chuckled, nodding. “Don’t you worry.”

“I won’t, because you haven’t put a ring on my finger yet,” you held up your left hand and wiggled your ring finger at him; he chuckled in response. “I’m still young, but you’re not getting any younger. If you want kids, marry me, because we’re not having a child out of wedlock.”

“I know,” he chuckled. “Relax, okay? I’m working on it.”

“Tick tock, Chris,” you teased, tapping your watch-less wrist.

He dropped his gaze, laughing, which lowered his head enough to give you a view of his bed. Your eyes narrowed when you spotted your sweater lying on his bed. You scoffed, shaking your head in utter disbelief. You were very sure it was your sweater; you could recognize that gray heap anywhere considering it was your favorite gray heap. You crossed your arms over your chest as Chris looked up to meet your gaze. You shook your head at him with pursed lips and he raised an eyebrow at you. It was only when your eyes darted behind him that he realized you’d found out where your favorite gray sweater was.

“I see you found my favorite sweater,” you said and he winced. “Seriously?” You chuckled at his expression. “Are you kidding me? You took that too?” He nodded with pursed lips. “Chris! Why don’t you just pack me in your fucking luggage?”

“Believe me,” he laughed, “I would if I could.” You laughed harder at that because you knew that was one hundred percent true. “I’m sorry, I just- I need your things to make myself feel more at home.” You rolled your eyes. “You know we wouldn’t have this problem if you’d just left some of your things in the LA home, but no- you had to move it all to Boston.”

“You told me to!” You protested, laughing; Chris cracked a smile. “You’re the one who told me to move everything to Boston because you said and I quote, 'Boston’s going to be our home base when we get married. LA’s just a work space, so don’t worry about leaving your things here.’ You said that, did you not?”

“I did,” he answered monotonously.

“And now it’s my fault my things aren’t there?”

“Yes,” he nodded and you scoffed, chuckling. “It’s fine, I’ll just steal whatever I need.” He leaned back in his chair to reach for your sweater and pulled it off the bed in one swift movement, pressing it to his nose as he turned back to you. “Yup, it smells like you. Like if you were standing right in front of me,” he mumbled, breathing the perfume he’d spray on the soft material in.

“You could’ve had the same effect by spraying my perfume around the room, or on one of your own shirts, or your skin. I don’t see why you had to steal my sweater, and my favorite one too.” He just grinned cheekily, making you roll your eyes. “Oh my God,” you chuckled, “you’re such a dork.”

“That’s why you love me,” he kissed the air in front of him.

“Well, I’m glad I took this then.” You got off the bed to pick up Chris’ NASA hat that you’d taken out of his backpack before he left for the airport. He made his jaw drop as he tried not to smile; he’d saw you take it out of his bag and didn’t stop you because he wanted you to have it while he was gone. “Among other things, but hey, I won’t tell you what they are so you can spend weeks looking for said items.” You teased as you tugged the hat off, grinning the same cheeky grin. “Let’s see how you like it, Captain.”

“Well you know me, baby,” he winked. “I love games.”

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FEARLESS
- PART IV

Kai Parker x Reader
( x Klaus Mikaelson , Caroline Forbes , Elena Gilbert , Damon Salvatore)
word count :
2 317
* not my gif
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Kai couldn’t believe what had just happened. That must’ve been Klaus or one of his minions. Before he had had even the chance to react , they were both gone. He looked around the school’s front yard , trying to find them somewhere in the crowd but there was nothing. The young heretic clenched his jaw , anger burning in his eyes. There was no way he’d let anything happen to her.

In a haze Y/N opened her eyes , feeling a pain in her neck. She blinked a few times until her eyes opened noticing someone standing close by.
“Arhh… Was that necessary ?” Y/N asked Klaus who had knelt on the ground next to her. She looked around recognising instantly where they were - the old Lockwood cellar.
“No , but it was definitely fun.” he said smug smirk on his face. “Oh your phone is not here. ” he added noticing her hands trying to reach her bag nearby. “I made sure you dropped it when I grabbed you.”
Y/N rolled her eyes. Of course he had.
“What do you want with me ? They will figure out I am gone and will find me … sooner than you think.”
Klaus laughed for a second.
“I am counting on that sweetheart. Personally I want nothing with you. You are just leverage… Its quite unfortunate you’ve been dragged into this.” he sounded almost apologetic. “All I want is one generous blood donation from your mother. As soon as thats done , you get to go home…and be with your charming boyfriend.”
Y/N’s thoughts were swirling like a tornado. Klaus knew about her and Kai. He had been watching them.
“I don’t care what happens to me.” she said. “But if you touch a him …”
“Don’t worry love. I don’t plan on hurting your boyfriend … or you. Unless absolutely necessary.”
She kept thinking about the moment she had last seen Kai barely a few hour ago. At least someone knew she was missing. There was no doubt in her mind that he will be the one to find her. Until then , it was better to keep Klaus on his good side.
“Satisfy my curiosity…” she started. “How did you find out … about my mother being a human again? Who slipped up ? Caroline or Alaric ? Or was it Matt ? I know he still has a thing for your sister…”
“It’s not important.”
“OK then … Why didn’t you just ask like a normal person? Maybe if you didn’t do things like kidnapping , blackmail and what knot people wouldn’t be scared of you. Maybe you’d even get to be with Caroline. I know she still has a thing for you…”
Klaus looked amused by her words. He got up pulling out his phone from his pocket , texting someone - probably her parents or Caroline.
“I like when people fear me , love. Surely your family had told you that.” he said looking up from his phone for a second. Y/N’s gaze drifted to something behind him , noticing a step in the drit that hadn’t been there a moment ago.
“Why are you doing this ?” she asked curious. “Caroline said last time she saw you , you were different. Nicer. Why slip back to the person you were before ?”
Klaus sighed a serious look on his face. For a moment he hesitated but then took a step towards her. He started to say something and then suddenly his neck snapped.
“Let’s get you out of these , shall we.” said Kai appearing from thin air. Y/N had never seen the look he had on his face in that moment. He looked ready to slaughter anyone who got in his way. Somehow that made him look even hotter. Kai pulled the chains off her hands , breaking them in a second, hugging her before she has even had the chance to blink. “I was so worried something might happen to you. He didn’t hurt you did he ?”
Y/N’s lips found his before she answered him.
“No. I’m … I’m fine.” she smiled , her hands cupping his face. “I knew you’d be the one to find me.”
Kai smiled at her , helping her up. “Let’s go before he wakes… other ways I don’t know what I might do to him.”


They ran to her house , opening the door and getting inside. None of them expected to find someone inside , except everyone but Bonnie were there. The look on her parents’ and god-mother’s faces was pure shock. Caroline vamp-ran towards them , Kai raising his hand causing her a witchy headache.
“Hey hey… stop.” Y/N said softly.
Caroline stopped screaming in pain , her gaze shifting between Y/N holding onto Kai , Elena and Damon and back towards the surprise visitor.
“What is he doing here ?!” Elena said rushing to Y/N’s side , grabbing her daughter’s hand pulling her away from Kai.
Y/N pulled away from her mother and went back to Kai’s side.
‘What?’ Elena mouthed.
“He saved me … from Klaus. I guess he does know about my existence after all.” Y/N said. “.. and Kai is here because , he is my … boyfriend.” she said intertwining her fingers with Kai’s looking nervously around.
“Alright , that is enough. I thought we saw the last of you 20 years ago. Whatever spell you have put on my daughter , lift it NOW and run before I change my mind about setting you free.” Damon said.
“You are just not as threatening at this old age , Damon.” said Kai amused. “I haven’t put any spell on her. We met and fell in love. Strange how the world works , isn’t it ? I tried ruining your lifes and in the end your happiness brought me mine.”
Y/N laid her head on Kai’s shoulder smiling at him.
“This is disgusting… but we don’t have time to discuss it now.” Caroline said. “Thanks for saving her , but we got it from here.”
“No, you don’t.” Kai said snaking his hand around Y/N’s waist. “You are the only vampire left standing here. Even with Bonnie’s help you won’t be able to protect your friends and her. I can keep her safe like no one else in this room.”
Everyone’s eyes were on Kai , looking at him as if he had dropped a nuclear bomb in the middle of the room or something. It had been years and they still didn’t even want to give him a chance , even tho he had just saved her.
“Why should we trust you ? You have crossed us so many times …” Elena said calmly.
“Because I am in love with Y/N and I can’t think of a better way to die other than to save her life.” Kai said , his tone filled with love and making it clear it was not up for discussion. “For once in your life , put your trust in me … and if not in me then in your daughter.”
“Please ?” Y/N pleaded with her parents. “Whoever he was back then , he is not the same person. I love him and I trust him with my life.”
Elena turned to Damon who was shaking his head fiercely in disagreement.
‘No.No .. No.’ he mouthed.
Kai titled his head around , Caroline doing the same clearly hearing something the rest of them couldn’t. They shot worried glances at each other and the next second the door flew out of it’s hinges. Kai swiftly vamp - ran holding onto Y/N to the far end of the room away from the flying door. Caroline stood protectively in front of Damon and Elena.
“Klaus.” she muttered.
“Hello , love. It’s nice to see you. Unfortunately as much as I would love to stand here and chat with you , there is something I have to do first.” said Klaus vamp - running towards Y/N and Kai. A second later Klaus dropped on the ground screaming in pain , Kai’s hand raised in the air.
“Still think you don’t need my help ?” he asked , not taking his eyes of Klaus who was trashing on the floor with his hands holding his head.
Caroline quickly grabbed a wolfs pain / vervain syringe they had prepared earlier , sticking the needle in Klaus’ neck. She blew some hair out of her face looking at Kai who had wrapped his arms tightly around Y/N.
“We are NOT done talking about this.” Elena said going to her daughter to give her a hug. “Go. Now. But if something happens to her , you will be held responsible. Got it ?”
“Got it.” said Kai. “Do you need something from your room , sweetheart ?”
“Maybe just my laptop.” she said smiling nervously. “Can’t bear it if something happens to all our pictures …”
Kai kissed her forehead and whooshed upstairs to grab it. Y/N turned to her dad , running to hug him.
“You have lost your mind.” he said , holding onto her tightly. “He is a -”
“No. He is not.” Y/N pulled away. “Remember when you told me the story of what you were when you first met mom ? How she saw the good in you even though you had done some awful things ? It’s the same with me and Kai. He is not the person you knew.”
“Just be careful.” her dad said letting her go.
Caroline gave Y/N a hug too and then Kai showed up. He had picked up more than just her laptop - there was an overnight bag in his hands. At that moment Klaus started to groan , the wolfspain / vervain shot starting to wear off. Kai snaked his hand around Y/N’s waist as she turned around for one last look at her family. Elena had tears in her eyes and Damon looked as if he was in pain.Caroline gave them a small smile and then turned her attention to Klaus. Together Kai and Y/N walked outside and in a split second he whooshed them away.


“This is not how I imagined our time alone together.” Y/N said pouring herself 4th cup with coffee for the day. Kai snatched it from her hands , pouring it into the sink. “Hey ! I was going to drink that … ”
He kissed her cheek and pulled out a pack with a decaf coffee getting ready to brew a fresh pod.
“It’s been 3 days. You have barely slept - all you do is toss and turn all night. When they deal with Klaus , they will call.” said Kai softly , brushing her cheek. Y/N’s eyes had been filled with worry ever since they got to his place a few days ago. Kai had put a boundary spell on the building and on the apartment itself making sure no supernatural can enter.“We are switching to decaf. I don’t want your parents getting Caroline to kill me because you’ve died from going over board with your caffeine addiction.”
Y/N smiled for the first time the past few days.
“Ahh there it is! I missed your smile.” he said , kissing her briefly. Y/N however didn’t want a brief kiss , she wanted him. Their little moment however was cut short when Kai’s phone rang. He reached into his back pocket , checking the caller ID. “It’s Caroline. Hello ?”
“Put it on speaker…” Y/N asked in a hushed voice. Kai had clenched his jaw refusing to meet her eyes and that only got her more worried. He didn’t say much , mostly listened. “What… what is it ?”
“I understand.” said Kai , hanging up.
“What is it ? Tell me.” she insisted. Kai’s tone was so guarded it made her stomach tie in a knot. Something bad must’ve happened or he would’ve told her straight away what the phone call was about.
“It’s … um … It’s your mother….” he trailed off. “Klaus took her.”
“What … ?”
Y/N felt as if the world had darkened. After all Caroline hadn’t been able to keep her parents safe. If Klaus had her mother … Her eyes started watering , tears threatening to fall down her cheeks at any moment. Kai pulled her into a hug , gently brushing his fingers through her hair. She pulled away from him , running to their bedroom. A few minutes later she came out fully dressed , her hair pulled in a tight ponytail.
“Let’s go.” she said with determination.
“No. We are not going. Caroline called specifically to ask me NOT to go anywhere. Damon said -”
“I don’t care what my father says. We are going to find my mother , got it ? It’s not up for discussion.” she said , searching for a map in the book shelf. Y/N opened the map onto the coffee table , reaching for the letter knife when Kai grabbed her wrists. “Let go of me.
Kai wouldn’t listen to her. Y/N had a crazy look in her eyes mixed with worry and recklessness like he had never seen before. She was going to rush into danger and get herself killed. No way he’d let that happen.
“Kai. I mean it. Let. GO.” she said starring into his eyes. He sighed , letting go of her hands and rubbing his forehead with his thumb and index finger. Y/N cut her finger letting a few drops of blood fall on the map. He knew what she wanted - a locator spell.
“Y/N … I know you are worried but … if something happens to you…”
“Nothing is going to happen to me. Just help me … please.” she pleaded , tears starting to roll down her cheeks. “I can’t lose her…”
“Okay …”
He started the spell , the blood slowly moving on the map of Mystic Falls stopping near one of the back roads out of town. Y/N quickly pulled out her phone , mapping the area where a single house was located. She headed for the door only to have it blocked by Kai a split second later.
“Wait for me , sweetheart.” he said calmly , grabbing his jacket and car keys.“We are going to save your mother. I promise.”


MASTERLIST March / April 2017
MASTERLIST MAY 2017
MASTERLIST June 2017

Imagine your first fight with Chris.

A/N: Part 3 😭 Did I cry? Oh, I definitely would’ve if I wrote this in the privacy of my own home. But seeing as I was in public, I had to take a few deep breaths and get through it without crying. You can read the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader - Masterlist’, ‘Little Ways Away - Part 1/Part 2)

Friday came and that meant it’d been five days since Chris last spoke with you, and five days since you started ignoring his calls. Both of you were going insane not being able to speak to the other, but that was where you were at and needed to be. So Chris took Sebastian’s advice into consideration and stopped pushing, he ate up whatever lie you gave him and hoped you’d call soon because he was seriously missing your voice. You wanted to call, God, you wanted to call. You wanted to hear his voice; you wanted to see his face on your computer screen; you wanted to tell him about how Jack dropped a fork down a customer’s dress and hear him bellow with laughter, but you couldn’t.

Things with you hadn’t improved; you were still stressed and on the verge of having a mental breakdown that you didn’t want to bother your very busy boyfriend with. As frustrating as you knew you were being, you still believed Chris was better off not knowing. You believed that because you hadn’t talked to him, you couldn’t hear how worried he was about you; how stressed he was because he couldn’t talk to you; how much he needed you while he was pulling sixteen hour days miles from the girl he loved. He, too, was on the verge of having a mental breakdown but was too afraid that you’d do what Sebastian said if he pushed too hard. So he left you alone, gave you the space you apparently needed, and suffered in silence.

The two of you really were too similar, incredibly good at repeating history, and becoming increasingly insufferable to those around you. If you’d just let your incredibly wise best friend give you some brutally honest advice, you wouldn’t be in this situation and the last five days wouldn’t have been your hell on earth.

“Hey, babe,” Ava called from the kitchen as came through the front door; Dodger barked.

“Hey, sorry.” You gave them both a quick wave as you rushed down the hallway to your room; you were running late for work due to an impromptu meeting with Professor Killian, who was concerned about your recent decline in mood. They followed you; Ava with her bowl of Lucky Charms, and stood in your doorway, watching you bounce around your room gathering your work clothes. “I’m running so late, Jack’s texted me twice already and-” you stopped and looked around, frowning, “where the hell is my apron?”

“I think it’s in the wash, but you can use mine.” She told you and walked over to her room to grab it while you got changed. “What were you doing at school anyway?” She asked as she walked back towards your room; she stood in the hallway and waited for you, whereas Dodger left for the living room. “You don’t have classes on Friday, did they change your timetable?”

“No, thank God,” you took the apron Ava was holding out and shoved it into your handbag. “I got an email from Professor Killian because he’s concerned about me. Apparently I’ve been very distracted and unproductive in his class.” You rolled your eyes and Ava pursed her lips in response because she knew your professor was right. “What a ridiculous accusation, I turned in two drafts yesterday.” You headed for the bathroom to quickly fix your hair before you left for your fine-dine restaurant job; Ava followed, quietly eating her cereal. “Have I been distracted and unproductive?”

“I don’t think you want me to answer that,” Ava said with a wince.

“Seriously?” You narrowed your eyes at her. “How have I been distracted and unproductive?”

“Babe-” Ava sighed and followed you as you headed for the front door. “Since you decided to stop talking to Chris, you haven’t been particularly focused on anything.” You stopped and turned to her with raised eyebrows. “You go through your days upset and distracted, and yes- you still do your writing and you go to work, but you’re lacking your usual perky personality and it is very noticeable. I mean- If Killian noticed, you know you’re on rough terrain.”

“God, I know,” you sighed. “I know you’re right. I just- I’m trying,” you told her and she nodded, knowing very well you were. “And I want to talk to him, I just feel like if I do- I’m going to freak him out and make him worry and- I don’t want to do that while he’s busy with work.”

“You know he’s never going to be too busy for you, right?”

“I know,” you managed a smile. “But I still don’t want to add more to his already very full plate. I know I’m being very frustrating and ignoring him is not one of my best ideas, but it’s all I have right now.” Ava reached for your elbow and gave your arm a light squeeze because she was starting to understand why you were doing what you were doing. “I’ll talk to him soon, I just need to figure out how to explain everything to him so he doesn’t worry about me after I hang up. Am I making sense?” You chuckled wearily with limited humor. “I feel like I’m just blathering.”

“Perfect sense,” she assured you, smiling. “You care about him, that’s why you’re doing all this. Props, sweetheart. Really, I’m very proud of you and the way you’re coping with everything.” She gave you a quick one arm hug and you smiled, hugging her back. “You’re going to be fine, like I told Chris- you’re a tough nut to crack. But y'know, in a positive light- not the mysterious, hard-to-deal-with meaning. Though you are a puzzle sometimes, a very complicated puzzle.”

“Yeah, I’m a fucking macadamia nut,” you joked and both laughed. “I really gotta run,” you told her and she nodded, making her way to the couch to join Dodger as your phone started ringing. The ringtone was your average, day-to-day, every-man ringtone so you picked up without looking at it; you’d no idea Chris had borrowed a phone so he could trick you into picking up his call. He didn’t want to push, but he had a terrible day and he needed to talk to you. “Hello?”

“Here I was thinking you’d let this call go to voicemail too,” Chris’ voice came through and you felt your breath hitch in your throat. “Um-” He chuckled with limited humor. You were too stunned to process the emotions wrapped in his tone; you couldn’t even tell that he’d been crying. “Hey, um- God, it’s so good to finally hear your voice. How are you, sweetheart?”

“I’m good,” you found yourself lying again. “I’m actually on my way to work, so can I call y-”

“Of course you are,” Chris muttered bitterly; his hand tugging at his hair as he tried not to swear.

“Of course I am?” You felt your eyes narrow even though you knew you deserved whatever Chris was throwing your way. “What is that suppose to mean?” You bit as Ava turned; she saw the expression on your face which meant the call you’d been avoiding had arrived. She found herself lowering her bowl and planting both feet on the ground, preparing to intervene if she needed to- if the fight became bigger than it should. Dodger was on alert too, like he could sense the storm brewing between you and his best friend.

“What is that suppose to mean?” Chris bit back with a scoff. “Are you kidding me right now, Y/N? You haven’t spoken to me in five days! Did we get into a fight, did we break up? I don’t know because we haven’t talked!” You tried to interject, but he didn’t let you. “You’ve avoided all my calls and attempts at FaceTiming you, you reply to all my texts in less than five words- like what is your problem? Did I do something to piss you off, because if I did- please, let me know.”

“Chris-” you began then sighed, “I’m sorry, but this sounds like a fight I can’t get into right now.” You heard him scoff on the other end and you wanted to kick yourself. “It’s not you, okay? I’m just-” you glanced at the clock hanging on your wall, “I need to go. I’ll call you after work and we’ll talk about this then.”

“No,” he practically growled. “We’re going to talk about this now, Y/N. I’ve given you enough time to sort out whatever the hell is going on with you, I want to resolve this now. I don’t care if you’re late for work, this is a lot more important than a shift where they can easily get someone to cover for you. What is going on? Did I do something to upset you?”

“No! God, Chris- not everything is about you.” Your heart ached at the sound of his voice, it ached for him. “I already told you, this isn’t about you.” You said, as you realized how much it was; you missed him dearly and it was affecting your entire being- mind, body, and soul. Up until you heard his voice, you didn’t realize how much your life was in shambles. Sure, school was great and work was good, but- you were alone and apart from your soulmate that you took nineteen years to find. You were not okay, you needed the next seven months to be over. “I’ve just been busy, okay? And I’m busy now, so I really need to end this phone call and call you back later.”

“Don’t you dare hang up on me,” he warned; his voice broke but you were too distraught to notice. “Y/N, we need to communicate. We may be perfect for each other, but God- we are terrible at being in a relationship.” Your eyes narrowed at that. “Couples are meant to be honest with each other. We’re meant to tell each other everything, yet here we are arguing about something that could’ve easily been avoided if we just talked.”

“I don’t even know what we’re arguing about!” You cried with a deep frown; Ava noticed your hand clench into a tight fist and she knew you were about to lost it. “You started this argument, Chris,” you accused and he scoffed. “I was just trying to get to work.” There was a long pause where neither of you said anything, then you did, “I know we need to talk, but I don’t have time to talk to you right now.”

Remember love and how it was a strange concept? How it could either be the simplest of things, or the most complicated? How a wrong move, a poorly chosen word, bad timing- how all of these factors were capable of tearing a soul into pieces? Well, the two of you were about to experience that ache and anguish.

“Make time,” he bit, trying to hold back his tears. “Have Ava cover your shift so we can talk, Y/N. I’m not asking for a lot here, I’m asking to talk to my girlfriend.” You turned your back towards Ava so she didn’t see you starting to cry, but she knew. “All I want is a second of your time, Y/N, a second of your time to just talk. Can you give me that? Can you give me that and ask me about my day? You’re not the only one who is having a hard time with all of this. I miss you too, and I need you too.”

“This is not how I imagined this conversation would go,” you mumbled under your breath instead of keeping it in your head. That was your mistake; the straw that broke the camel’s back; the prompt that brought forth words Chris didn’t mean and regretted immediately.

“Of course not,” Chris bit. “'Cause everything is just fucking perfect in your stories, isn’t it?” You felt your heart break at the harshness of his tone as well as the bitterness of his words. “Newsflash, Y/N, this is real life and I am not perfect. I am nowhere near fucking perfect,” he spat and you bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from having a full on breakdown.

“What is your problem, Chris?”

Chris could hear your voice shake and he knew you were crying. He knew he was hurting you and it broke his heart to think that you were crying because of him, but he couldn’t stop the foul words from spilling out of his mouth. “I can’t be the perfect guy you want me to be,” he told you and a whimper escaped your lips. “Your expectations are too high and I don’t know how to live up to them. I thought I did, but-” he swallowed, “I don’t.”

“What are you trying to say?” You breathed and Ava jumped up; she knew exactly what was happening. You waited for him to say something, but he didn’t, so you did. “You know I never asked you to be anyone you weren’t, I never expected anything from you.” Ava tried to take the phone out of your hand, but you moved out of her reach. “But clearly, I was wrong. Clearly…” You trailed off because you couldn’t breathe. “I overreached and this was a huge mistake.”

“Y/N, no! Hang up, hang up now!” Ava hissed at you, but you ignored her with a shake of your head and tears streaming down your face. Both of you were tired and stressed out, neither of you knew what you were doing- you were just doing it. “Give me the phone,” Ava urged, reaching for your phone only to have you dodge her attempts, “give me the phone now!”

“If you don’t want to be with me anymore,” you continued before Chris could process what was happening. “If this is too difficult for you, Chris…” You took a shaky breath, doing everything you could to hold yourself together. “Then let’s just quit while we’re ahead, okay?” You didn’t wait for him to confirm, you just muttered a “okay.”

He finally processed what you were saying and frowned because that wasn’t at all what he wanted, or where he’d imagined your first fight would end. “No no no,” he quickly said before you hung up on him. “No, that’s not what I want. Y/N, I made a promise-”

“It’s fine,” you whispered. “I didn’t expect you to keep your promise anyway, you’re Chris Evans after all and I’m just…me.” You couldn’t hold it together anymore and you knew it was time to hang up. “Consider that letter void,” you managed with your quivering voice. “Like you said, Chris, this is not a story- it’s real life.” You hung up before he could say anything else, slamming your phone on the dining table as your hand flew to your stomach where you felt like you’d just been stab. “Oh my God,” you covered your mouth with your other hand. “What did I just do?”

“Hey,” Ava was quick to go to your aid, placing a comforting hand on your back that you shook off because you knew you’d lose it if you accepted that comfort. “Y/N, you can’t possibly go to work.” She tried to stop you as you grabbed your bag and made your way to the front door. “No!” She ran in front of you and blocked the door, pushing you back with one hand. “You are not going anywhere, you need to process this.”

“I need to go to work,” you told her in the firmest tone you could muster. You heard Dodger bark, but you couldn’t even look his way because he reminded you too much of the guy you’d so carelessly broke up with. “I’m fine, really,” you tried and failed to assure her. “Now please move out of my way because I am really, really late. Please,” you demanded and she reluctantly did as she was told.

The second you stepped out of the house and the door closed behind you, you broke down. You staggered down the first flight of stairs, hiding on the second so Ava couldn’t see you if she came out. You buried your face in your hands and sobbed, wishing you could take back the past five days so you could do it right this time. You had the perfect guy- the man of your dreams, and what did you do? You tossed him aside like he was nothing when he was actually your north, south, east, and west. You wished Chris was wrong, you wished real life was like your stories so you could be less of a fucking idiot and not ruin everything good in your life.

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Part 4

Imagine Chris trying to win you back from Jensen Ackles

“Chris, go home you’re drunk,” You called from the balcony as you scanned the streets to make sure no paparazzi were around.

“I’m not finished…you come home with me….everything’s better when you’re there….” Chris slurred as he stumbled to stand up straight.

“That isn’t my home anymore, we talked about this,” you could feel tears in your eyes as you watched the once love of your life plead for you to come back.

“No, I didn’t agree to this… I know you miss me, he’s not goood enough, and the sex…baby I know the sex is better with me,” Chris looked up at you a large grin spread across his face.

“Really? You know this because you had sex with Jensen?” You couldn’t help but laugh at his lame attempt to keep you talking….which was idly working.

“Well I’ve had sex with you….and we’re sooooo good together, there’s no way he’s better, plus he’s not really my type, ” Chris’s blue eyes twinkled at you.

“No, apparently brunette ex girlfriends are, Chris I’m calling Scott, you need to sleep it off, and for the record, Jensen and I are not dating,” you grabbed your phone to text via brother to come get him before he made a bigger fool of himself.

“Nothing happened, I swear to god…please can I just come upstairs,” Chris whined.“maybe show you how much better I am…”

“Chris, I’m not having sex with you, you’re ridiculous, we broke up…and who I sleep with is my business, you lost the right when you went out with Minka,” you snapped at the actor as you typed a quick text to Scott to come get his brother.

“Y/n, I swear on my family nothing happened….I love you, please…"Chris pleaded.

You look down at your phone and Scott had apparently been on his brothers side, "Y/nickname, he might be drunk but he’s telling the truth,”

“Which part? About the cheating or be better in bed then my co star?” You snapped while Chris continued to shoot you the puppy dog face.

“I’m team cap, so let’s just say I agree with all of the above, just let him tell you his side, he misses you…come on I know you miss him Stacey texted me and outed you so don’t play hard to get.” Scott teased her hoping she would give his brother another chance.

“He can sleep in the couch, but that doesn’t mean I buy this whole act,” you signed as you waved chris upstairs hearing him scream “yes” as he ran to the door to get buzzed in.
“One mention of minka and you can pick up what’s left of him in the street, Scott.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Scott laughed.

“Bbbaaabbytt, you sure you don’t want to see who’s better?” Chris called as he stumbled up the stairs.

“Let’s get you some coffee then talk.”

Professor Pride Week 10

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Title: Professor Pride Week 10

Pairing: Professor!Pride x Reader, Dean!Wade(Loretta), Coach!LaSalle, Chad

Word Count: 1,965

Warnings: Chad, slight fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

A/N: Surprise! Enjoy another chapter my dears! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3

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Pride convinced you to come with him to talk to Dean Wade and Coach LaSalle.  You had never met the coach of the football team.  You often heard fellow students (men and women) talk about how attractive he was.  You were sure he was attractive, but you had your eyes on Dwayne.

You entered the Dean’s office, instantly gaining their attention. Dean Wade and Coach LaSalle had looks of horror on their faces.  The bruise on your face was a darker color now that it was starting to heal.  The bruises on your arms were mostly gone, but the one on your face seemed to want to stick around.

“Are ya tellin’ me Chad did this,” LaSalle began, looking between Loretta and Pride.  “Miss [Y/L/N], has he been stalkin’ you?”  You could tell that his muscles had become tense under his shirt.  

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Nightmares & Confessions Pt 3

A/N: This isn’t the greatest, but it was requested. I honestly didn’t want to write this once I started because I liked the pervious parts. But it’s okay. This is the final version of N&C.

Request: I can’t remember what the request said, but it was.


I waved goodbye to my parents from our front porch a smile on my face. They were heading out on an anniversary weekend get away, leaving me with the house to myself. Just like any teenager I couldn’t wait to be alone. But as I watched them reverse and head off down the street, the thought of being all alone really sank in. Setting the sudden fear to the back of my mind, I walked into the house locking the deadbolt. It was quieter than usual, and I wasn’t sure if it was because no one else was home, or because I knew no one else was home. I headed up the stairs quickly, my bare feet hitting the stairs harshly with deliberate thuds. I pushed opened the half open door to my room and slouched down on my bed. I checked the time on my phone. 

 4:30 p.m. 

 I sighed opening up my backpack that lay inches from me, and pulled out my homework. With no parents home, I could easily procrastinate and watch some Netflix instead. But, knowing I would sooner regret it I flipped open the text book and began. 

I only realized it was getting dark when I had to strain my eyes to see the problems on the paper I was working on. I clicked on the light siting on my night table, and the room illuminated. I picked up my phone and checked the time once more. 

 6:47 p.m. 

 I groaned noting I still had a good size left of my homework. Buzz, buzz. My phone lit up in my hand. 

 Bat Man - New Text Message 

I smiled at the sight of his name. It was Stiles, and I was glad to take a break from my studying to talk to him. I swiped my touch screen unlocking my phone, and read his message. 

 Hey beautiful (: he wrote. 

 I smiled and reread the two words again. These were his words, words he’d actual made a point to say. To me. 

 What do you want, Stilinski? (; I teased. 

 A million dollars, a mansion, and maybe some cookies. I’m kind of hungry. 

 I laughed aloud to myself at his words. 

 You’re such a smartass. I replied. 

 As I waited for him to write back, my mind drifted to a couple of nights ago. When I laid on his chest drifting to sleep, and the precious words poured from him mouth into my ears. 

I love you. 

 Then, a night later, when the same three syllables left my lips. He’d looked a mixture of shock and confusion when I’d said the words. When he’d spoken them, I hadn’t been meant to hear them. His expression soon changed into that of relief as his soft lips met mine for a brief second. It was nice to not have to pretend we didn’t have feelings for each other, even if we hadn’t made anything official. 

 I would prefer if you didn’t objectify my body, please. Lol. He finally texted back. 

 I rolled my eyes and smiled. Could he not be sarcastic for even a millisecond of his life? I already knew the answer, and chuckled to myself. Man, I loved this boy. 

Can you come over for a bit? I’m bored. He sent another text, without me replying to the first. 

Can’t. Loads of homework. Plus my parents are away, so I have to stay in. 

 I waited for him to reply but he never did. I felt my heart speed up a bit at the thought that I may have a upset him, even though it wasn’t like Stiles to get unnerved by something so vapid. I twiddled my thumbs over the keys trying to think up something to smooth over the conversation. I started to type when his message came through. 

 Okay. He said simply. 

I frowned. He was definitely mad. I stared at my phone trying to think of something to say until it turn to power save mode. Finally, I got the nerve to just call him. To make sure everything truly was okay. I click awake my phone again, and scrolled through my contacts till I found his name. I tap the screen, and it began to ring. 

 "Hello?“ He answered after a couple of rings. His surroundings sounded weird, almost like he was running or in a car. 

 "Hey there, what are you doing?” I asked him sweetly. 

 I could hear him smiling. “Oh, you know nothing.” His was acting strange and a definite sound of a car horn blared into the phone. 

 "Stiles? Are you driving?“ I questioned. 

 "Uhhh,  not anymore.” And as he said the words everything went quiet on his end. 

 "Okay…“ I said suspicious. 

"Well I just wanted to make sure you weren’t upset that I couldn’t come over?" 

"What? Oh no. It’s fine.” He replied a little distracted. 

 "I’ll let you go" I said annoyed. 

“You seem busy." 

 "Okay, but can you come help me?" 

 "Help? With what?" 

 "Oh yeah.” He laughed. “I’m outside." 

 I got off my bed, and strolled over to my window to see Stiles, his phone held to his ear by his shoulder whilst he struggled to grab a box of pizza and a brown paper bag out of his jeep. He spotted me and nodded his head with smile, dropping his phone. I laughed and rushed down stairs to help him. 


 A twelve pack of Sprite and a large cheese pizza later, Stiles and I lay opposite each other on my couch. He spent the evening keeping me company, and when it came time for him to head home I begged him to stay just a little bit longer. I’d nodded off during an episode of Friends, and he must have too because I was woken by a heart wrenching scream. I shot up instantly recognizing the sound as Stiles’s. I looked to the other end of the couch, but he wasn’t there. I searched around the room for him as another scream left his throat followed by a sob. I found him on the floor sobbing in a ball. I practically jumped off the couch wrapping my arms around him from behind. He gripped my arm with his hand like he was trying to steady himself, and I rocked him as I hushed him softly. This felt all too familiar, and I wondered how often Stiles had these nightmares. 

 "Say it?” He asked. After several minutes of calming him down, his head lay in my lap as I leaned against the couch smoothing his hair back lightly. 

 "Say what?“ I asked calmly. 

 "You know.” His voice hitching on the second word. 

 It took me only a second to understand what he was talking about. He wanted, dare I say, needed me to say my new favourite three words. In his moment of need, he could only think about me and reminding him I felt the same way.  Me and those words kept him anchored to reality. I bent down and pressed my lips to his head, just like he had that night. 

 "I love you.“ I whispered in his ear before sitting upright again. 

 Over the course of an hour, Stiles made me say it what felt like fifty more times. His demeanor changed each time until he sat upright on his own. 

 "Is it still Donovon?” I asked. 

 He nodded in response but there was something more. He paused a moment then began. 

“Remember the other night when you came over and watched Star Wars with me?” He reminded me. 

 "Vividly.“ I smiled. 

"Well, I tired to ask you something but you fell asleep." 

 I racked my brain trying to remember the exchange. I had been so tired that night, I barely remembered it. 

 "What were you trying to ask me?” He took a deep breath and than spoke. 

“Can you promise me something?" 

 "Anything.” I nodded reassuringly. 

 He took my hands in his and gave them a small squeeze. “Never leave me? Don’t stop being my friend or move away or…” His voice trailed off. 

I knitted my brow together in confusion. Where was this coming from? 

 "Stiles I-?“ 

 "Please?” He pleaded cutting me off. “You’re one of the best things in my life. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He scooted in closer to me as he placed a hand on my cheek and peered into my eyes. I gazed back at him in awe of the creature in front of me. 

 "Promise.“ I whispered. 

 He gently pulled my face to his and kissed my lips. I closed my eyes at his touch, and tangled my fingers in his hair deepening our kiss. He pulled away for a moment, his hand still delicately on my face and smiled. 

 "I love you.” He said and drew me back into another passionate kiss. 

YOU’LL NEVER BE ALONE

Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 2 344
summary : story begins before the merge , when Kai moves in reader’s apartment building , the second half of the story happens after the merge …
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A few months ago in the apartment next to Y/N moved in a young man. At first she didn’t think any of it ,people move in and out of the apartment building all the time. Except that was no ordinary man. Her friend Stefan came over one night , and nearly killed the boy realising who was her new neighbour. Y/N’s new neighbour was Kai Parker , the siphoner who had been trapped in the same prison world as Bonnie and Damon after the other side disappeared. They had thought he had moved back to Portland , instead he had decided to stay in Mystic Falls and make it his home , even tho it appeared he was unwanted there.

After that night , Y/N and Kai sort of became friends. She knew there are two sides of every story and wanted to hear his.
Y/N made chocolate cupcakes the next day. It was early in the afternoon  when she moved some to a nice plate , took her keys and walked out her apartment , taking barely three steps away towards Kai’s apartment. A few knocks on the door later , Kai opened the door. He looked startled someone had come looking for him , his eyes widening when he realised who it was.
“Hi. I’m Y/N , your neighbour.” she said smiling and pointing behind her towards her apartment door. “I um … I heard you like cupcakes and I happen to have made a few dozen today…”
Kai’s eyes were glued on her , looking suspicious at the young girl. He noticed she was still wearing her PJ’s and fuzzy slippers. Who goes out of their apartment like that ? he wondered.
“Did your friends send you ?” he asked.
“Um … no. They’d freak out if they knew. I came on my own …” she laughed nervously. “I know you don’t get along with them ,and Stefan already tried to scare me the Hell away from you.. but I want to hear your side of the story. Create my own opinion about you.” she said taking one of the cupcakes from the plate in her hands swirling it in the air in front of Kai , his eyes following the cupcake. “It’s a bribe. Can I come in ?”
He sighed and stepped away from the door motioning for her to walk in , snatching the plate from her hands.
“Yumm , cupcakes !” he said taking one before leaving the rest on the kitchen counter. “Thanks.” he said with a small smile.
Y/N pointed at his couch , a silent question hanging in the air and he nodded. They both sat there , Y/N sat cross-legged and waited for him to tell her his story.
Kai told her everything , starting with his childhood and how his family had treated him like trash , pretending he didn’t exist.
“I was the defective twin … the black sheep that nobody wanted. They didn’t understand what I could do , so they isolated me …” he said , his gaze drifting somewhere behind her. “It was lonely…and then my father , the great coven leader , sent me to the Prison World after treating me like trash for 22 years. It was as if his children didn’t even matter. The coven always came first , no matter what.” he trailed off.
He couldn’t understand why he trusted her enough to tell her his story. They had just met , but she had stirred something inside him. Y/N was either really brave or really stupid coming to him like that. If he wanted , he could hurt her and no one would ever find out.
“I spent 18 years in isolation as the family reject in the Prison World. Repeating the same day over and over again…” his voice a little louder than a whisper.“I tried killing myself so many times hoping to end it all. None of the attempts worked , I tried every way in the book…”
Kai kept waiting for her to get up and walk away or more like run away from him. Instead she reached across the couch and hugged him. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had hugged him and he felt a kind of warmth spread inside him when she did.
Stefan had told her most of the story , the parts with Bonnie and Damon but the person he had described wasn’t the person standing in front of her. It was as if they had judged him too quickly , without even considering his version of events. Y/N couldn’t imagine what it must’ve been like for him to spend 18 years  completely alone , trapped with no way out. She understood why he had been willing to hurt her friends just to get out…and what he had said about trying to kill himself over and over again - it broke her completely.
Kai wasn’t a monster , he was just misunderstood. If his family had treated him better none of this would’ve happened. They had turned him into something he wasn’t and had destroyed him. Her heart broke hearing his story and she felt anger towards his family , specially his father.
“I don’t need your pity.” he said but didn’t push her away.
“It’s not pity. It’s compassion.” Y/N said softly. “I won’t pretend I know what you’ve been through but I understand you’ve suffered a lot. No one deserves the pain you had been through. Stefan was wrong … ” she said hugging him a little tighter.“ What he told me about you.. he was wrong. You are not a monster.”
Kai wrapped his hands around her , closing his eyes for a moment unable to believe that someone in this world might actually care for him or even remotely understand him.
“I’ll be your friend , Kai. So you never feel alone or isolated ever again.” she said. “Its a promise.”
That’s how their friendship started - chocolate cupcakes and hugs.
They’d spend a few nights a week together playing board games , watching a movie while eating take out or sometimes they’d cook together dinner (well , more like Kai would cook and Y/N’s sit around watching and talking to him). The rest of the time she spent either at lectures / work or with her boyfriend , only a text away from Kai. Whenever he needed her , she was there for him. He was doing the same in return. Y/N’s friends were against it , big time , but it wasn’t their decision to make. She didn’t feel afraid being around him and somehow she felt safer around Kai than around anyone else.

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Y/N woke up in the middle of the night by a series of loud smashes and screams coming from Kai’s apartment.
“What is happening next door?!” she muttered , got up and nearly ran to his place. She knocked a few times on the door and a few moments later the door opened. Kai stood there in his pj’s (a white t-shirt and boxers) , anger flashing in his eyes , a baseball bat in his hand. He was breathing heavily , his hair was messed up and clearly hadn’t expect anyone to dare come looking for him in the middle of the night.
“Hey…” he said, running his fingers through his hair nervously.
“Hey , um … whats going on Kai ? Is everything OK ?” Y/N asked concerned.
Contrary to what other people thought about Kai , Y/N saw him differently. To her , he wasn’t a sociopath with tendency for murder and mayhem. He was a friend , a really close friend…
“I … um … I had a nightmare.” he said , putting the baseball bat away. “It’s nothing.”  
He was lying , she could always tell - his eyes changed when he did.
“Didn’t sound like nothing…” Y/N leaned to rest on his door. Kai looked shaken , whatever the nightmare had been about it had upset him way more than he cared to admit. “Mind if I come in ?” she asked.
“Um .. I … It’s kind of messy inside… I don’t think you should ..” Kai said , but Y/N just tilted her head slightly to the left , scoffed and pushed her way past him. “… or you can completely ignore me and just walk in.” he said in defeat.
The place was messy alright. Pretty much everything was smashed to bits , the couch’s pillows were on the other side of the room and even the curtains had gotten some of his anger - hanging semi torn off. Somehow his TV has survived his wrath. Y/N stepped carefuly over the smashed glass pieces and grabbed a plastic bag from the kitchen. Kai was following her around the house , trying to figure out how to get her to stop for a moment. He was scratching nervously the back of his head mumbling about how he didn’t need her help , but Y/N didn’t care much for what he said. She knew him well and knew he needed someone to be there with him right now , even if he didnt want to admit it.
“I’ll help you clean up , and while we do that …” she said , taking his hand looking him directly in his blue / gray eyes “… you will tell me what made you smash everything in your living room.”
Kai sighed and grabbed another plastic bag. Y/N always found a way to get through to him and he couldn’t explain how it happened.
“I dreamed that I was back at the 1994 prison world… Trying to … end it all.” he said , tears in his eyes mixed with flashes of anger and sadness.
Y/N stopped trying to gather the broken pieces of some destroyed vase and froze on the spot. She knew Kai had been trapped for 18 years reliving the say day on a loop. She also knew that he’d tried more than once to end his life , except there was a fail safe in the spell trapping him there. He couldn’t die … no matter what he had tried , he just kept coming back to life.
Y/N dropped the bag on the ground , taking the few steps separating them in less than a second and wrapped her arms around him.
“I’m so sorry you had to go through all this.” she said. “What your family did to you wasn’t fair. None of it… but it’s over now. If ever they try to send you back there , I’ll stand in their way making sure they fail.”
Kai wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back. His heart was beating so fast she could feel the vibrations. Y/N didn’t let go of him and he didn’t let go of her.
For a few minutes they just stood there , in the middle of the room. Kai’s breathing had calmed down and his heartbeat was beating a bit slower than before , tho still fast because of Y/N standing so close to him. When she let go , the look on his face had changed completely. There was no more anger. No more sadness. He reached to touch her cheek and smiled at her.
“How do you always manage to calm me down?” he said softly. Y/N closed her eyes for a moment , enjoying his touch, his palm was so soft… Her hand reached to hold his and the next thing she knew , Kai’s  lips were on hers. The kiss was gentle at first , deepening and getting more demanding. His touch felt as if electricity was going through her bloodstream , every fiber in her body coming to life. Kai pulled away , looking at her as if seeing her for the first time , his eyes glowing … and then he let go of her.
“I… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” he said nervously , picking up the plastic bag and awkwardly continuing to pick up smashed pieces from the ground. Kai knew Y/N had a boyfriend , he also knew that he had some ‘more than friends’ feelings for her. Somehow she was the only one who could get through to him. A few minutes passed in complete silence , he kept on cleaning without even glancing at Y/N … other ways he would’ve noticed her standing frozen on the spot with a smile on her face , her fingers touching her lips , her eyes glowing and following his every move. She was repeating the kiss over and over in her mind unable to believe it hadn’t been a dream.
“Kai ?” she said , running into his arms , her lips finding his before he has had even the chance to process whats happening. Kai wrapped his hands around her waist pulling her closer to him , their kiss getting deeper every second. When he finally pulled away , Y/N cupped his face resting her forehead on his , a wide smile on both their faces.
“W-what … what was that?” he asked. “You have a boyfriend , I don’t want to -”
Had. I had a boyfriend.” she corrected him. “We broke up about three weeks ago…when I figured out I .. I have feelings for you.” she said , gazing into his eyes , waiting for her words go sink into his mind. Kai’s smile got wider and his eyes got a darker shade of blue.
“That means that .. we can …” Kai was so happy he couldn’t even finish the sentence.
“… be together. ” Y/N finished it for him as Kai lifted her up and twirled her while his arms held her close to him. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissed him passionately. “Nothing is stopping us.Unless .. you don’t want -”
“I want to.” he said interrupting her. “I want you.”


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MASTERLIST March / April 2017


MASTERLIST MAY 2017

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I just wanted to write this to you so I can…I don’t know. “Get it off my mind” makes it seem like I think writing is like transferring the knowledge from my brain and I can now just delete it.

I guess that’s what I’m hoping for, even though that won’t happen. I just want to stop letting his behavior get under my skin. I want to not feel anxious for hours after I see him in public. 

I want to not care if he comes to my work or not. I wish he could just become no one to me, cause heirs now. I just wish my response to him would’ve more in line with that.

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Professor Pride Winter Break

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Title: Professor Pride Winter Break

Characters: Professor!Pride x Reader, Gibbs

Word Count: 1,728

Warnings: fluff

A/N: I know it’s early, but I wanted to post this now! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

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You quickly got settled in at Dwayne’s place.  Your mother sent you the rest of your things, as promised.  It turned out that you didn’t have much left there to begin with.  It was mostly clothes, photos, and a few other small things.  You were glad that it was winter break for Dwayne, otherwise settling in would have less enjoyable.

It was only a week before Christmas and you needed to buy something for Dwayne.  The two of you decorated the tree only last week.  That was an experience in itself.  You smiled at the thought.  You grabbed your phone from beside you, going back inside the house.

You padded into the living room, plopping down on the couch next to the professor.  He smiled at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your forehead.  You snuggled into his side.

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Stiles Bilinski

A/N: I’m still working on requests but I needed a break so I cooked this up. I should have HVD Baby up later today. Enjoy xx.

I sat next to my boyfriend on his bed, motionless, taking in his words as they slowly processed in my brain.

“Y/N?” He said shaking me lightly. “Y/N?”

I stared blankly off into the distance and a moment later all his words registered.

“You cheated on me.” I said slowly still staring off. He didn’t move just kept his eyes glued to my face.

“You cheated on me…” I repeated. “With Hayden?” Liam hung his head solemnly.

“I’m sorry.” He murmured. “I don’t know how it happened. First-”

“You don’t know how it happened?” I spat cutting him off. I stood quickly from the bed glaring down at him.

“Y/N?” He begged standing and grabbing my hands in his.

I pulled my hands away rubbing my face in frustration. “I told you it was a bad idea to be lab partners with you’re ex-girlfriend!”

“I didn’t think it-”

“You’re right! You didn’t think.” I snapped cutting him off once again. Liam said nothing so I turned heading for the door, and was on my way out when his hand grabbed my wrist.

“Y/N! Please! I’m sorry!” He pleaded with me. I looked down at his hand that was attached to my wrist then slowly back up to his face, meeting his gaze. His eyes searched my face, begging for forgiveness. I wanted to, so bad, but this was too much. I ripped my arm away from him and looked away.

“I’m sorry too.” I whispered as I disappeared into the hallway. I scrambled down the steps as my face started to sting starting at my cheeks and came to rest at my eyes. I knew tears were coming as I hastened out of his house, but I clenched my jaw tightly warding them off.

I finally found refuge in my car and I sat in his driveway trying to get a grip of myself. I wanted to be anywhere, but by myself right now. I also didn’t want anyone asking my what was wrong. I sat in my car, with my head against the steering wheel thinking. A vibration on my hip caught my attention and reached in my pocket pulling out my phone. A text from a random number was on my lock screen that read:

Party @ 1720 Pitfall Rd.
No fights. No smoking.

It was a number I didn’t have saved in my phone and for a second I wondered who it was. I had heard talk around school that there would be an all schools party, meaning anyone from any school was welcome. Feeling as if this were a sign, I fired up my engine and sped off.


My gps led me to an old back road surrounded by trees, than had me turn down a gravel covered side street. My tires cracked under the new tread. Straight ahead of me I could see a huge abandoned warehouse that from the outside seemed to be just that. Around it, though, were at least a hundred cars. It didn’t seem like there was anyone inside of them as I drove past a few looking for a place to park. I finally found a spot next to an old blue jeep and a kind of beat up dirt bike, and got out of my car. I still saw no life as I headed towards the old building and I was afraid for a second that I may have been tricked.

“Y/N!” A girl’s voice called out to me. I looked over to see two girls standing next to an open trunk. I deterred from my path and redirected myself to them. In the dark it was hard to make them out, but as I got closer I recognised them as two of Liam’s friends. I didn’t know much about the people he hung out with. Other than Mason, most of them were upper classmen.

“Y/N!” The girl said once I was close enough engulfing me in a huge hug. Her name was Kira. She was a very pretty Asian girl with long black hair. I hugged her back, not nearly as hard as she was hugging me, and we both pulled away.

“I haven’t seen you in forever.” She slurred wrapping her arm around my shoulders and hauling me over to the car where her and the other girl, Malia, had been standing. I could smell liquor strong on her breath when she talked and when we were at the car I saw they’d brought their own bottle of alcohol. Malia took a long swig straight from the bottle followed by a scowl. When she saw me she wrinkled up her nose like she’d smelt something fowl.

“Ugh, what’s wrong with you?” She hissed.

The comment threw me, mostly because I wasn’t aware you could tell there was something the matter.

“How do you know any things wrong?” I asked knitting my brows together in confusion.

“I can smell it on you.” She said like I should have know what she was talking about.

“You can smell it on me?” I questioned my expression unchanged.

“What she means is she can almost smell it off you?“ Kira laughed nervously. “Cause you look so uh sad.” Kira shot Malia a look.

I ignored their weird behaviour as I answered. “Oh, Liam just told me…that he…um…well that he um cheated on me…with Hayden.” I could feel a lump forming in my throat and it was uncertain if I’d cry. I wondered if I should have even told them, but figured they’d find out eventually anyways. Malia’s demeanour changed at the news and she walked over handing me the bottle.

“Boys are stupid.” She smiled.

“I’ll drink to that!” Kira said a little too loud. She took the liquor from Malia and than took a drink. She made an ugly face before offering it to me. I took it from her tenderly grabbing it by the neck.

“Boys suck.” I said as I chocked down a few mouthfuls. The two girls giggled as they watched my ugly faces.

“Shall we?” Malia said gesturing to the warehouse and chugging the remainder of the alcohol. I couldn’t see how she did that. It’s like it didn’t even affect her. They looped their arms in mine and together we headed to the large building. As we came closer, you could hear the faint thuds of the base beating with the music and when we opened the large metal door to enter, we were completely swallowed by it. The room was lit only by strobe lights and glow sticks. The air smelled of sweat and beer and the large dance floor was populated with teenagers grinding against each other. I could feel the liquor I’d already had to drink starting to hit me, dulling the pain of my recent heartbreak. Malia and Kira unlooped their arms from mine, and rushed to the dance floor already moving their bodies with the music. I stayed behind not sure if I was ready to dance. I was only a little buzzed and craved for more liquid happiness to change my mood. I scanned the room till I found the table that housed solo cups and kegs, and waltz over to it. The guy pouring the drinks smiled and nodded at me as he filled another cup. He handed it to me, and I swallowed it almost in one gulp. A hiccup passed through my lips and I giggled. I passed the cup to the guy asking him to fill it with a smile. He chuckled and shook his head amused at how fast I’d finished the liquid and he pour more in my glass. I had about three more cups full of beer before I no longer cared to think about Liam or the idiocy of his actions. I had joined the crowed on the dance floor moving to the music, probably off beat. I didn’t care though, I felt so free and weightless. A cold sensation spread across my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine.

“I’m so sorry!” A voiced yelled over the music behind me. I could feel him touching the spot trying to wipe my now wet shoulder off.

“It’s okay.” I said drunkly as I turned to see the person. Our eyes instantly met and it felt like the whole room go in to slow motion. A smile slowly slid across his face, and he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Time sped up as his smile turn to a look of surprise.

“Y/N?” He hummed in to my ear so I could hear him over the music. He pulled away and it was than that I recognised the cute boy. It was yet another one of Liam’s friends, Stiles Bilinski, I think. I smiled as I realized it was him, and pulled him into a hug.

“Hey Stiles!” I cooed in his ear.

“Where’s Liam?” He asked and I pulled away from.

“I don’t care!” I smiled as I began swaying with the music again. He screwed up his face in confusion.

“He cheated on me.” I said simply.

“What?” He spat in disbelief.

“With Hayden.” I added.

He wore a look of astonishment on his face with his eyes narrowed and mouth slightly open. I laughed and grabbed his arms towards me placing them on my waist. He looked down them a little apprehensive.

“I just want to dance, Stiles. So dance.” I laughed again. It took a second but he finally loosened up and did as I asked. As we moved together, I saw a gloss over his eyes and I realized he was just as drunk as I was. Song after song played and our movement turned from awkward and innocent to hot and heavy. Our foreheads were pressed against each other and I could feel his warm breath hitting my face. I turned around grinding my backside against his groin and I could feel his erect length against me. He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck and my whole body tingled. Suddenly, all the lights turned on in the building and we stopped. We stood in the same position as a voice came on the sound system saying the party was over. Boos and cries fell over the crowd, but people slowly shuffled out of the abandoned place. Stiles intertwined our fingers not wanting to loose me in the sea of people. I clung to his arm and together we pushed towards the exit. Finally outside, we walked hand in hand to our vehicles. At first we were silent, unsure of what was happening between us.

“So, where’s your car?” He murmured.

“Over there next to that dirty blue jeep.” I responded relieved that he was the first one to speak.

“Hey!” He smiled. “Roscoe isn’t dirty, he’s just-. No, you’re right.” He chuckled. I laughed grabbing his arm with my free hand and leaning into him. We arrived at our cars and, to my dismay, he freed my hand from his grip. He walked over to my car and I unlocked the door as he pulled it open for me. I grinned at his chivalry and walked to the open door. Stiles stood on the other side leaning against it and smirking at me.

“Thank you.” I blushed as I too tilted on the door.

“No problem.” He purred drawing closer to my face. His warm breath hit my face for the second time that night. It seemed to intoxicate me even more and I subconsciously neared him until our lips were centimetres away.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” He whispered on to my lips. His words ran through me like a virus eliciting me to close the gap between our lips. I thought about the repercussions this would have, and only for a moment did I considered them. Deciding I didn’t care I pressed my lips firmly against Stiles’s. His hand immediately cupped my cheek pulling my body closer, although the door lay between us. Fireworks shot off in my head as our kiss deepened. I snaked my arm around his neck as I slipped my tongue between his lips moving it over his. His lips were different from Liam’s. Stiles’s were soft and gently, and I could sense myself being swayed by them. I reluctantly pulled away with my eyes still closed and my breathing strained.

“Do you want to um-? Would you like to-?” I opened my eyes at the sound of his voice. His eyes were closed as well but fluttered open as he fumbled with his words.

“Are you inviting me to your house?” I asked cocking an eyebrow at him and grinning. His face turned scarlet and he rubbed the back of his again. I looked into his amber eyes mulling over the question. Again, the consequences of my action ran through my mind. Stiles grabbed my hand from around his neck and laced our fingers together. The amenity of the action won me over and I smiled at him.

“I’d love too.”