firme hold

we are rooted in the sea, veins and arteries stretching
across the earth, twining tangled to the world’s salt-soaked center
and i’ve seen: we can’t stop running to the shore,
stopping short with hands pressed to our hearts,
the sand holding firm and sharp and clean against our skin.
it feels like the end of the world.
it feels like the beginning of everything.
there’s a hole in my throat that only fills up when i’m
watching the waves dance with the sun, dreaming about
twirling around in the endless cool, the endless softness
until i’m bitter with the taste of it, brackish and sticking
in the back of my mouth. the water changes color:
opaque teal as i’m falling dizzy to it, faded out over the side of the bridge
(i always think what would happen if it cracked and we fell),
cyan in old pictures moldering along my walls.

it’s like this for a moment. it’s like this forever.
it’s only like this in my head.

(pour enough oil on the ocean, and it will light right up
when the rest of you flick out your cigarettes.)

—  oceans above, for earth day//ast.

OMGCP is canonically magic in subtle ways.  

Sure, there are the ghosts, and Johnson breaks the fourth wall.  No one questions those (except Ransom, who holds firm to ghosts not being real).

But there are other, small pieces of magic tucked in.  The quarter that stops perfectly in the crack in the floorboards.  The pies that always come out just the way Bitty wants them to no matter how much time he has in the Haus kitchen.  And unless something is wrong, unless the mood is disturbed, Bitty never drops one of them.  The way leaves always cling to Nursey, like he’s static charged, or like the wind and the earth are drawn to him.  The way the Haus’ roof always seems to hold exactly as much weight as it needs to, even when it shouldn’t be structurally sound enough to hold the weight of four or five hockey boys and their much smaller manager.  A little bit of love in the jam that makes Jack warm and happy and calm when he’s going through his pre-game ritual, a feeling he notices most when it was jam he got from Bitty.

There are things that none of them understand but that they accept, because everyday magic is more literal than figurative at Samwell.

Going Up

Word Count: 1033

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Daddy Jensen

A/N: Credit to @impala-dreamer for semi inspiring this. At least the bed break part with a story about how she broke a bed with her husband. I’ll say no more. Leave it to your imaginations. 

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“I’m back!” You made your way into your house, calling out for Jensen and your daughter. “Ellie! Jay!” No answer. You put the grocery bags in the kitchen and looked around, unable to find them anywhere. Thinking that maybe they fell asleep upstairs you ran up the staircase, making your way down the hall, when you heard your daughter’s giggles.

“Again, Daddy!” She giggled. “Again!”

“Ok, come on. Get back on.” You quietly cracked the door of your bedroom open, peeking inside. Jensen was on his knees on the bed, face down in the covers. Ellie was crawling over and climbing on his neck. As soon as she was on he raised up, grabbing her ankles in his hands. She grabbed his head for balance, a huge smile on her face. “Going up.” Jensen chuckled.

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How the Signs Kiss/How the Signs Are in Bed

~~~Use Sun and Mars~~~

Aries

Good: Destructive and fierce, they have a firm hold on you and they let you know they won’t let you go
Bad: Teeth-bashing aggression and broken noses

Taurus

Good: Sensual and romantic, with a twinge of dark desire
Bad: Like a dead fish, there’s nothing to work with

Gemini

Good: Wild and exciting, constant stimulation with a surprising intensity
Bad: They get distracted by their own voice and all they do is talk about what is happening instead of making anything happen

Cancer

Good: Nurturing and sweet, surprisingly fun and full of laughter and intimacy
Bad: They cry

Leo

Good: Passionate and dirty, it’s raw and intense
Bad: Make you do all the work and treat you kissing them like a peasant serving royalty some grapes

Virgo

Good: Attentive and trustworthy, like you feel like they love you already and they’ll take care of you
Bad: Cold and controlling

Libra

Good: Fun and sweet, it feels like a smile and sunshine
Bad: Just a fuckshit of awful, either they try to eat your face or don’t know how to open their mouths and they try to talk dirty to you and it’s embarrassing

Scorpio

Good: Passionate and all-enveloping you feel like it’s the only thing in the world
Bad: Say weird intense shit to you or want you to do some weird ass stuff

Sagittarius

Good: Playful and hot, they know how to get you where you need to go and aren’t shy about doing it
Bad: Sweaty and too forward

Capricorn

Good: Dominating and intense, you just trust they know what to do
Bad: Straight up mean and even a little creepy

Aquarius

Good: Fun and interesting and they feel like electricity running through you
Bad: Selfish and not all there somehow

Pisces

Good: Hypnotic and magnetic, you’re just lost in a dream with them
Bad: Just there

Slow Ride

Yeah, you all should have known this was coming… They don’t call me Cowgirl for nothing…

(This gif was made by my gorgeous friend Pam @saucynewf - and is being used with her permission)

Holy. Shit.

Seriously, how much is a girl supposed to take? You share rooms with these guys, watch them walk around half-dressed, banter back and forth with them. You take Dean’s suggestive, flirty comments and respond in kind, telling yourself it’s all part of your friendship.

And then he does this.

Of all things, a mechanical bull. You thought those things died out with Urban Cowboy. But now, as you stand watching with your jaw clenched, and your nails digging into your palms, and your thighs clamped together, Dean is riding the fuck out of Larry, the centerpiece of the bar you went into for the sole reason of grabbing some burgers.

You can’t tear your eyes from him as his body sways, looking like he’s part of that saddle. The muscles of his thighs are tight, holding firm, his torso lean and lithe as he moves with it, sinuous and sexy as hell. One arm waves above his head, giving him the balance he needs, the other bicep bunched and bulging beneath the plaid shirt, unbuttoned at the front to allow your eyes to cruise over where his t-shirt clings to his pecs, his ribs, his belly.

“Do you know him?” the waitress whispers, and you nod, your lips parted and your eyes glued to Dean as the ride ends, and he slowly lowers himself back, sprawled and smiling. “Lucky you,” she says, turning to go back to work, and you blow out a breath, closing your mouth and lowering your eyes.

Air. You need some air.

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Making Out With GOT7

Jaebum

  • presses you up against the nearest wall
  • hands either side of your head
  • teasing kisses to begin with
  • lots of lip biting

Originally posted by allkpopper

Mark

  • hands rest on your hips before they move up to grab your waist and pull you closer
  • gentle kisses
  • slow but very passionate
  • moves down to kiss your neck when you eventually pull away

Originally posted by mayfifolle

Jackson

  • wraps his arms around your waist and holds you closely
  • smiles into the kiss
  • always breathes out small ‘i love you’s
  • his lips are gentle but you know that once he gets going he’ll get rougher

Originally posted by jack777

Jinyoung

  • once you’re pinned underneath him, you’re not getting away
  • his hands hold yours down so that you can’t touch him or move away
  • his lips tease you, kissing anywhere but your lips, until you beg him
  • rough kisses
  • sucks and bites your bottom lip to hear your moans

Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae

  • loves making out in bed
  • hands caress your face
  • his tongue is gentle but desperate at the same time
  • whines when you try and pull away

Originally posted by iamlatinaandilovekpop

Bambam

  • rough
  • has a firm hold on your ass
  • a lot of tongue
  • loves hearing you moan
  • lip biting

Originally posted by jiaerrs

Yugyeom

  • can be really shy but not when you get him going
  • pulls you on to his lap so that he can hold your hips tightly
  • quite sloppy and rushed
  • lips bites

Originally posted by magiccastles

Klance stuff part 4 (Red and Blue edition)

(They communicate by feeding ideas into the paladin’s brains so no talking out loud here whatsoever for them lions)

• Sometimes Lance’s homesickness is so strong, Blue gets worried and would relay the feeling to Red and the other lions so they can mind communicate it to the team somewhere in the castle.

• Keith would always be the first to find him.

• Red would always save Keith whenever he’s in trouble or hurting but she also makes him feel guilty about not being careful by making him feel the team’s worry and fear through the lions especialy Lance’s.

• Red and Blue would sometimes talk about the wedding.

• Sometimes Green and Yellow would pitch in. Black wants all of them to have flower crowns on each head. She wants pink, baby blue and purple hues on hers.

• Red: What is a flower girl? we didnt have that on altea. Do we make a famale wear a flower costume?
Blue: Would Dear Pidge be a good flower girl, Green?
Green: I would bet my left arm she would eject herself into space before u could ask.

• When Lance and Keith were still pining, they would either find Blue sitting/cuddling together with red and vice versa and they STILL wouldnt get it.

• Red once got so frustrated that when Lance went to her for secret bonding time, she picked him up and hurled him at Keith. (Keith actually held out his hands to catch him cos he’d be damned if he let Lance get hurt)

• They both stayed hugging on the floor a bit longer than necessary until finally akwardly standing up and dashing to opposite exits with red faces.

• Blue congratulated Red on that move but it still wasnt enough so she went to grumbling in frustration while Blue tries to calm her down.

• Lance once called Keith in for dinner while Keith was doing maintenace checks in Red’s cockpit.

• She trapped them both in there while turning up the heat until Lance couldnt take it anymore and took off his jacket and shirt. Keith fainted. Lance assumed he was overheated and panicked. They got out.

• Blue did the same. Keith’s not good with the cold so Lance had to wrap him up in his jacket to keep him from shivering but ended up shivering as well.

• Until Keith quietly suggested it was ok to share body heat so they awkwardly wrapped each other in their arms until Blue finally gave up after an hour. (She wont risk freezing them to death for this)

• The other lions would feel the frustrations the other paladins feel for these two pining idiots so they sometimes chip in on helping out Red and Blue.

• Green was the one to telepathicaly disable the elevators one time.

• Yellow turned off the antigravity switch in the hangar once and they got to see Lance and Keith desperately holding on to each others hands so the other wont float away until help came.

• They argued who’s fault it was after that thinking that the other’s face was red because they were mad.

• Black can only sympathize with Shiro and shake her head in disappointment in time with him.

• Red really likes Lance, she really does but she’s still a bit bitter about past Lance flirting with every alien girl and making her baby jealous so she’s still a lil shit to him sometimes.

• Keith would sometimes sit in front of Red in the dead of the night worrying she wouldn’t want him to be her paladin someday because of his galra heritage.

• The feeling of a lifetime of loneliness and isolation would shake her so much she would accidentaly send signals of it directly to Lance waking him up and wondering why he’s crying.

• Blue once got angry at an alien trying to take (almost forcing) Lance home with him/her during a celebratory party. She physically intervened by stomping her paw in front of them and growled menacingly.

• Lance got a lil shook too and tried to calm her down after the the alien left running. “C-calm down girl I wasn’t going with them, t-they were telling me where Keith went but I guess they had different plans… thanks for helping me buddy…”

*during parties or supply runs Keith avoids being anywhere near Lance. See why in part 3*

• Blue relayed Lance’s longing feeling to Red back at the castle so she lifts Keith up and throws him out not letting him into the castle.

• With no choice he goes to the party dreading to see what he thinks he’s gonna see (Lance all over an alien girl/guy) only for Lance to find him first. “Dude! Where have you been?! Ive been looking all over for you jesus. The Poltanarks are taking pictures! You gotta be in there cmooon.”

• Keith will never forget how firm Lance’s hold on his wrist was throughout the night like Lance was scared he was gonna disappear again.

• When Lance and Keith finally got together, Blue and Red did a sublte high five. (that night, Red snuck out and scouted the 7 foot alien that was bullying her baby *see part 3*. By morning the alien was groveling for forgiveness at the castle doors.)

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Mad: Part 13

Originally posted by younggjaebum

“We’re all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others.”

Warning: Contains smut, violence and tense situations in some chapters

Teaser  Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11 Part 12

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I will concede that, in terms of quantity, the Team Fortress 2 fandom has created better funny content than the Overwatch fandom

That said, I hold firm that no TF2 fan content is funnier than this individual video

Steam, part 1

A/N:  Thanks as always to my brilliant betas:  @little-black-dress-24, @emulateharry and @niallandharrymakemestrong!  Couldn’t do this without their ongoing support and encouragement.  

“Excuse me,” you mutter, as you push aside the young men and women to get to the gym entrance.   Shouldering the next person gently aside as you approach the gym door, you hear an “Oi!” in return as he moves his gym bag, but you don’t stop to acknowledge the voice.  He notices you, the way you move, and the way you casually ignore the situation.  “Excuse me,” you respond wearily.  

Harry pauses in signing autographs to check you out.  Today, you saw a string of patients, and your shoulders are weighed down by their troubled souls.  Your grey pencil skirt, black knit shirt, and high heeled black ankle boots mask the heaviness of your spirit as you stride with purpose.  He can’t help but observe the sway of your ass in that skirt as your heels make it wiggle from side to side, although it’s mostly your exhaustion and the fact that your feet hurt that moves your hips rather than any desire to be seductive.  His mouth and throat dry as he watches you reach for the gym door handle, shifting your bag higher on your left shoulder, pulling open the door with your right hand.  Inside his jeans, he feels his cock twitch; the woman standing in front of him prods him with a salty “Sign it to Char, please,” as she flashes him a look at her cleavage in the push-up bra and low-cut shirt, drawing his attention back to the crowd around him.  Why he bothered to start signing shit tonight escapes him at the moment.  Now he’ll never get his full workout in.  Taking a deep breath, he tells the group, “I’ll sign five more, and that’s it.”  Over the years he’s learned to set boundaries.

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Be Quiet

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Yoongi (Suga)

Rating: NC-17 (warning: light choking) 

Word Count: 1,746

Summary:  You and Yoongi have been fighting. Days of passive aggression and pointed comments - all of which come to a head during the rather timely dinner party you’re throwing for your friends. 

“You have to be quiet,” he smiles, gaze finding yours in the mirror.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

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Mad: Part 14

“We’re all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others.”

Warning: Contains smut, violence and tense situations in some chapters

Teaser  Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11 Part 12  Part 13  Part 15

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The Arrangement (Part 11)

Originally posted by findyourownhappyending

Summary: Dean reflects on the evening, and the two of you have a heart to heart

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,600

Warnings: mild smuttiness, language because I generally swear like a sailor, anxiety, some sadness, discussions of a breakup

A/N: this part isn’t super eventful, per se, but there’s plenty in there, like the sexy times I promised to you guys AND to Dean let’s be real (it’s not true smut b/c I’m bad at writing it so I didn’t, but there’s plenty discussed) and there’s a pretty serious chat… so enjoy! There’s still more to come!

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Broken Showers

Spencer Reid x Reader

Smutty smut smut!

You hadn’t spoken to your colleague and boyfriend the whole ride back to your apartment building. You were pissed at him and he knew it.

“Y/N…. ” Spencer began and you shot him a look. Now was not the time, not whilst you were driving.

So he waited until you were home, following you into your apartment, two floors below his. It was one days like this that you wished you’d never followed his recommendation and moved into his building. You just wanted to be angry at him for a bit, take a shower and go to bed.

“Y/N please…. You can’t get annoyed at me everytime I do my job,” he looked at you with puppy dog eyes - the eyes he’d come to learn over the five months you’d been officially dating - worked on you almost every time.

Not this God damn time though.

“I’m not annoyed that you did your job. Because you DIDN’T! You defied a direct order from Hotch and put yourself in danger!” you glared at him, kicking your boots off angrily.

“Yes but it paid off didn’t it?”

He didn’t get it did he?

“It doesn’t matter that it paid off. You defied an order. Spencer, anything could have happened. What if he’d have shot you like he threatened? What if your reverse psychology hadn’t worked?”

“Then I guess we’d be having this conversation from a hospital.”

Your eyes widened at his words and you pointed to your door, “Leave.”

“Y/N…. No! I’m not leaving when you’re angry at me. I just don’t get why you’re so angry at me. Hotch has already ripped into me, I thought you’d be happy that the case was over.”

“Spencer, I am happy that it’s over. But I’m not happy that you put yourself directly in the line of fire without a God damn vest. You could have died today. I have waited far too long to find someone who I truly love, just to have them torn away from me like that,” you were yelling at him now and he looked taken aback.

“What did you just say?” he mentally replayed the conversation in his head, as did you.

Crap.

That was not how you wanted to tell him.

“Y/N…. You love me?” Spencer asked, his brown eyes full of hope.

“Erm… ” Ah fuck. You’d never said those words to another man before because you’d never really been in love. Sometimes you would argue with yourself that how could you tell this was love if you’d never fell it? But you knew. It was just…. there. Your heart hurt when you were away from him, your skin prickled when he was close.

Spencer stepped closer to you and you stepped back, hitting the back of your couch.

“Say it again…. Please,” his words were a whisper, almost as if he couldn’t believe you said them.

Alright fine. It was out in the open now anyway.

“Spencer… I love you. That’s why I’m so angry at you. I thought I was going to lose you without ever getting the chance to tell you.”

“Are you sure?” he asked and you stifled a small giggle, your anger fading but only slightly.

“Yes I’m sure.”

“Okay…. I know we’re not done arguing but erm… I love you too. So much. And… I’m sorry. I won’t defy Hotch again.”

“Because he threatened to fire you or because of me?”

“Bit of both….” He grinned and you sighed knowing you couldn’t be mad at him for much longer. That was one of the most annoying things about him. He could wind you up no end, but then he’d smile his glorious, perfect smile and that was it. “Can I kiss you now?”

You rolled you eyes and nodded, allowing him to tug on your blouse and pull you forward, sinking his mouth onto yours.

What started off as a sweet, soft kiss, soon turned into fire, Spencer nipping at your bottom lip with his teeth, his hands quickly pulling your blouse loose from your pants and pushing his hands up your torso.

“Hey hey hey… ” you pulled back from him, seeing his brown eyes dark with desire.

“Hmmmm?” he wasn’t deterred and attached his lips to your neck, just below your ear.

“Spencer we’ve been on the road for two days… We need to shower. I stink.”

He muttered something into your skin and bent his legs, gripping you just below your butt and picking you up. For someone so tall and slim looking, the guy was surprisingly strong, something that had shocked you the first few times you’d gone to bed together. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he walked you to your bathroom.

Within minutes both sets of your clothes had been discarded and you were standing under the hot stream of water pouring from your shower. Spencer was stood behind you, his hands roaming your body as he licked and sucked at your neck, the water running between you. You leant forward, resting your head on the cool tiles as he caressed your breasts, rolling a hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger gently. You gasped out in pleasure, rolling your hips against his groin and hearing a delicious groan from his own chest as you made contact with him.

A hand slipped between your legs, feeling for your special place and massaging it carefully. You quickly pulled him away.

“Nope… ”

“No?” Spencer asked, his lips suckling your neck.

“Remember the last time? We broke the shower rail.”

“You need a better bath and shower,” he whispered, turning you around and lowering his mouth to your chest, pursing his lips around a nipple and slipping his hand back between your legs. You gave in, knowing you wanted this. He could buy you another rail if worst came to worst. Reaching out with your hand, you felt for him, taking his hardened length into your hand and slowly stroking up and down it.

His fingers working their magic on your clit and your working yours on his dick had you both moaning and gasping for each other shortly after.

“Let’s try this again shall we?” he asked, removing his hand which was wet with something other than water, and gently pushing you to the wall. Your shower was angled in a way that you now weren’t getting any of the spray, instead it was sluicing down Spencer’s back and running off the curve of his ass.

He nudged your legs apart, picking one of your legs off the bottom of the slippery tub and resting your foot on the ridge. You reached up, feeling for the bar that the shower head could be slid up and down to adjust it’s height. You gripped it, making sure you had a firm hold. Pressing his body close to yours, Spencer took his cock in his hands and positioned himself at your entrance, pushing inside slowly.

“Oh fuck… ” You groaned as he filled you. His hand joined yours on the bar as he started to move inside you, his other hand tightly grasping your hip and holding you close to him.

Biting down on your shoulder he started to move faster, hitting against your sweet spot perfectly, your free hand digging into the flesh of his back. He thrusted too hard and you cried out as your head knocked back on the tiles.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry,” he asked slowing his pace until you nodded, signalling for him to go on.

“I’m fine… Promise,” you assured him squeezing your inner walls around him and seeing his eyes close in bliss. He resumed his thrusts, grunting and groaning as he pushed in and out. Your own moans started to come thick and fast and you felt your leg begin to tremble, struggling to hold yourself upright.

“I’m nearly there Y/N,” Spencer rasped into your neck, his teeth grazing your skin. You’re not but it’s fine. You know Spencer will finish you off afterwards. This feels good enough for now though and you squeeze down on him, releasing and then slowly doing it again.

“Oh fuck… Ugh… Fuck… ” he gasped again and a few thrusts later you felt him releasing himself inside of you. He moved a few more times, losing momentum as he finished himself off, placing both hands on the wall either side of you and pressing his forehead to yours when he stopped, slipping out of you.

“I’m impressed,” you told him. “We didn’t break anything this time.”

Spencer chuckled and placed a tender kiss on your mouth.

“Practice makes perfect,” Pulling away, he looks you in the eyes. “I really do love you Y/N .”

“As I do you, Spencer. Just.. Try not to give me heart attacks at work anymore. I can’t stand the thought of losing you.”

“I won’t. I promise. Now….” He smirked at you, licking his lips. “Let’s get you cleaned up and onto the bed. I’ve had my turn, I believe it’s yours.”

You grinned, knowing what’s coming once you get out the shower. Spencer slowly backed away from you and you settled both feet down on the floor of the tub watching in horror as you boyfriend suddenly started to slip.

Reaching for the shower curtain, he successfully steadied himself.

Unfortunately, his tug on the curtain was way too hard and you winced as it came clattering to the ground, the thin rail snapped in two.

“We’re not doing it again in here, are we?”

“No Spencer, we’re not.”

cruel || cody christian

description: in which you devise a plan to get back at the one who broke your heart

requested by: anonymous

warnings: rough sex, swearing, choking, hair pulling, light spanking

You’d never been the type to purposely make a guy jealous. You’d never had a reason to. At least, not until now. And, really, you could hardly believe you were going through with it. You’d second guessed yourself numerous times. You’d tried to talk yourself out of it on several occasions.

But this was something you wanted to do. You had to see him, had to know if he still loved you the way you loved him. And, part of you wanted to hurt him the way he hurt you. But you knew when you saw him again, all your negative feelings would be forgotten.

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The Unknown (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you stay up late thinking of all the reasons why being with Bucky scares you

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 803

A/N: @seeyainanotherlifebrotha requested: “Late night thoughts (the kind ya do when you can’t sleep at night) with the reader and maybe drop hints as too why she is so afraid to fall for Bucky despite everything that’s happened between them??” This takes place “The Honeymoon Phase” and “Jealousy”

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@avengerstories - you are my forever righthand (wo)man and I’ll love you forever because of it.

Originally posted by gliceria

The lights are off. You’re tucked under your covers, having achieved the perfect combination of warmth and comfort that has become a rarity since the radiator decided that it only liked working every once in awhile. The sky outside your window faded to black hours ago and you’re exhausted. All of this should add up to one thing - a good night’s sleep.

Should.

It should add up to this. But it doesn’t. It can’t. Not when Bucky has once again found a way to invade your thoughts.

You groan as you roll onto your side, willing your mind to silence itself. To give you a reprieve from your thoughts. From him. But it doesn’t. It hasn’t been able to since the night, that night, when your whole world was thrown off its axis by the mere touch of his lips on yours.

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Kill Zone - Part 5: Trail of a Killer

Characters: Reader (Special Agent Y/N Singer), Dean Winchester, Special Agent Castiel Novak, Cindy Stevenson (OC - mentioned), Ella McKenzie (OC - mentioned),   

Pairing: AU Dean x Reader

Warnings: the usual… talk of murder, suspense, blood.

Word Count: 4400ish

A/N: This is a serial killer AU of sorts. Not the typical kind, but it has all the deaths and violence this kinda AU bring with it. It was sorta inspired by Criminal Minds and that is why my agents are profilers.

This series will have deaths, violence, love, heartwarming moments and everything in between. I am hereby warning you for yet another rollercoaster ride led by me ;)

Thanks to the amazing @percywinchester27 for being my advisor and beta on this one.

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A small moan escaped you as you instinctively nuzzled closer to the man, whose arms had been securely wrapped around you the entire night. You felt his hold on you tighten ever so slightly, and for a few seconds you felt warm and content. For a few seconds you felt you were where you belonged, but those were the few seconds before you escaped dreamland completely.

Your body instinctively tightened, as you became aware of where you were and whose those strong arms and that solid chest you were pressed against belonged to. Somehow you had managed to turn around during the night, and Dean was now holding you in a tight embrace.

The moment you realised this, an immediate trepidation began to set in. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your building panic, and hesitantly looked up. Hoping with all you had that the man you had spent the better part of the past few days arguing with, until he had saved your life, was still asleep. You were hoping there was a way for you to wrestle yourself out of his firm hold, without having to deal with the awkwardness of him realizing that you had been cuddling all night

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Beyond Reason. {m} | hyungwon

Member: Chae Hyungwon / Reader
Group: Monsta X
Word Count: 3,000+
Genre/Warning(s): pure smut, mature, language, romance, fluff.

Beyond Reason.

There should’ve been some kind of notion on what you were walking into when Hyungwon had insisted that you meet him at the studio. There really, really should of been some kind of suspicion on what his motives were. It had been so long since the last time you were able to spend a day, let alone a few hours with him that there seems to be a little disregard for common sense.

Maybe you were too blinded by the idea of actually seeing him in the flesh again to put much thought into anything else? 

Even so, Hyungwon had met you just outside of the studio as promised, inviting you inside where you expected some kind of recording session to be in place. However, nothing of the sort seemed possible, in fact, it had been nearly empty, save for a few producers, composers and lyricists that were cooped inside one of the recording studios, and even they had little to do with the two of you.

It had taken all but ten minutes before you were both sneaking off into a spare office, locking the door behind you…

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