It was an average Saturday morning. You had been walking back to the Tower after grabbing your usual morning coffee from your favorite shop when you saw it. Displayed in front of everyone that walked by on the street.
Your face was on the cover of US Weekly.
Stopping in your tracks, you grabbed the magazine from the stand and read what it said on the cover.
You couldn’t believe it.
The magazine was claiming that you and your teammate, Bucky Barnes, was married. The picture that they had on the cover was of you and Barnes walking through Central Park. He had his arm around you and the both of you looked pretty happy.
You gave the man who ran the stand a few dollars for the magazine before you kept walking towards the Tower.
The whole situation was kind of comical actually. There wasn’t anything remotely romantic about your relationship with Bucky. The two of you were strictly teammates. Sure you hung out with him more than anyone else on the squad. There might be a midnight weekly stroll that the two of you had religiously. A movie night or two might even be thrown into the mix, but Bucky wasn’t your boyfriend.
No matter how much you wanted him to be.
Being in the same room as him made you go weak in the knees. There was just something about him that drove you wild. He was so damn charming that sometimes you wondered if he could possibly be flirting with you.
You were far too nervous to admit that you had feelings for him. Instead of doing something about the way you felt, you bottled it all up.
When you made it to the Tower, Bucky was sitting in the kitchen with Sam and Steve having breakfast. You placed the magazine in front of them on the table.
“What’s that?” Bucky asked.
“Well, according to US Weekly we’re married.”
Bucky dropped the spoon that he had in one of his hands. “What?”
Sam laughed, grabbing the magazine to get a better look for himself. “Wow, I’m hurt that you guys didn’t invite me to the wedding. Aren’t you, Steve?”
“Definitely. I at least thought that I would be your best man, Buck.” Steve went along with Sam’s teasing to your dismay.
“How was the honeymoon, lovebirds?”
Bucky grabbed the magazine from Sam’s grasp and hit him with it, “That’s enough.”
You rolled your eyes at them, “Very funny. I can’t believe that magazines just publish bullshit like this and can get away with it.”
“I’ve had some terrible things written about me in magazines,” Bucky said as he flipped through the pages, “If the things they said about me was more like this, I wouldn’t mind it. I’m a lucky man. Who wouldn’t want to be married to (Y/n)?”
There he was being all charming again. You looked away from him and grabbed your purse to leave the kitchen.
“(Y/n)!” Bucky called after you once you were halfway to the elevators. You hadn’t realized that you were walking so fast.
You stopped so that he could catch up. Bucky stepped in front of you, blocking your path so that you couldn’t go anywhere. “Did I say something wrong back there?”
“I guess I just don’t– nevermind.”
Bucky reached down, grabbing your hand, “Please finish. I want to know if I upset you.”
“You didn’t upset me, Bucky. I just don’t know if you’re kidding when you say stuff like that. Or when you act really flirty. I guess I’ve gotten a little confused about what we are or what we aren’t.” You felt a weight lifted off your shoulders. You finally told Bucky what had been plaguing you for so long.
Bucky smiled a little, “I guess I haven’t been too subtle about how I feel about you.”
“So, all of the flirting and stuff, it’s real?”
He nodded sheepishly, “I really like you. I didn’t think that I was capable of feeling the way that I do after years of being brainwashed. When I met you, I knew that I could. You make me feel alive again.”
You turned and saw that Sam and Steve had been eavesdropping for the entire conversation.
“Get the hell out of here!” Bucky told them.
They ran off and you looked back at Bucky. He was waiting patiently for you to say something.
“You want to go for a walk in the park?”
“You aren’t worried about getting photographed there like before?”
You squeezed his hand a little and smiled, “Not really. At least now if they run a story about us romantically, it’ll be true.”
“But yeah, just give that a little read through…” You hummed, rummaging through your purse as you tried to find your phone. It was ironic that you were a personal assistant (someone who was supposed to be organized and on top of things) when you were consistently losing things! “Your schedule is pretty mellow right now, but things will definitely pick up after you release the album.
“We’re going shopping next week?” Harry beamed, flipping through the pages of your journal. You had intended to print his schedule out for him but that wasn’t ready yet, so the next best thing was your journal.
“Mhm. You’ve got a couple outfits waiting from YSL and a pair of boots from Gucci, I think. Or maybe it’s a pair of boots from YSL and a couple outfits from Gucci.” You paused, blinking owlishly before shaking your head. You wrote it down in your journal, so you’d figure the Gucci/YSL dilemma in a second.
“Uh-huh…” Harry flipped to the next page, suddenly stopping and squinting his eyes. He brought the book a little closer to him and tilted his head to see if he could decipher the message that was scrawled on the side of the page.
“By the way, for the Late-Late show… James asked me about what you wanted in your dressing room. Are you sure you only want two vanilla soy candles? I suggest asking for things like, y’know, water and snacks. You never know when you’ll get peckish. If you’re worried about coming off as greedy, I can just swing by Target before we get there and pick up some granola bars for you.”
“A’right, Mrs. Styles. Sounds good.”
“I-” It was that moment that your heart immediately dropped to your stomach, and you could feel the blood draining from your face. You turned to face Harry with wide eyes, your lips parting in shock. “Pardon me?” Harry’s lips tugged up in a lazy smirk as he flipped your journal around, his finger pointing to the letters that were scrawled in the corner of the page.
Y/N Styles. Y/N Styles? Does that sound good? It could work. Has a nice ring to it.
Oh, god. You totally forgot about that. You had written it down because you were just curious, (and maybe you had been fantasizing about walking down the aisle with Harry waiting on the other end) and it looked like you had forgotten to cross it out. Almost instantly, you sprung up from the couch, snatching the journal from Harry and hugging it to your chest.
“I swear I didn’t write that.” This moment was definitely the highest on the ‘Y/N’s most mortifying moments’ list right now. “It was Y/F/N, and she was just teasing me because I have a crus-” You stopped yourself, letting out a breath. Your cheeks were hotter than hell and your heart was pounding, and you wanted nothing more than for a black hole to appear and swallow you up.
“Because you what? Didn’t catch tha’, love.”
“It’s a long story. Say, how about we go get some lunch? I’m starving.” You cleared your throat, your voice wavering slightly. Harry nodded before pushing himself off the couch, swiping his phone off the coffee table.
“You’ve got the entirety of lunch to tell me this long story.” He grinned, giggling as the mortified expression returned to your face. “I do have to agree with you though - Y/N Styles does have a nice ring to it.”
Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 3 252 warning : smut summary : Kai and Reader are best friends. After the transition Kai finds himself wanting to bite her , feed on her and … (lets just say the deleted scene got to me in a way and this story is the result.) * gif by wood-x-chris
keep reading after the cut 😈
It wasnt the first time Kai had shown up at Y/N’s place at midnight hours. It was their thing , or one of them at least. None of them knew that this night was going to change everything between them. Ever since Kai had turned into a vampire it became clear he had a thing for the real thing - no blood bags but feeding directly from someone. He liked how the warm blood dripped down his throat. Problem was Kai wanted one person’s specific blood - his best friends’ Y/N’s. Only her blood was able to wake up every fiber in his body. The young heretic didn’t know why that was and at first he had been worried to ask her , afraid she might push him away and he’d lose their friendship. After one accident with Damon , when the vampire tried to kill him again , Kai had shown up at Y/N’s place and she had been the one to offer to open up a vein for him. Later on Kai had told her how he cant stop thinking about her , biting her and being around her and she had agreed to help him , hiding a secret of her own.
It was one of those hot summer nights and Y/N laid in bed with a book in her hands. Reading was her escape from reality and every spare moment she had she took as an opportunity to do just that. Her life wasn’t ordinary , not in the traditional sense of the word anyways. Most of her friends were supernaturals and she was one of the few humans left in the group. Her best friend was a vampire witch hybrid. Though he was more than a friend to her - he was the missing piece in her life she never even knew was missing until he showed up.
Y/N flipped another page of her book when a gust of wind blew through her window and with a muffled thud someone’s feet landed on the floorboards. Her heart skipped at bit when she looked up from her book and saw Kai standing there looking hotter than ever. He was wearing jeans , a white shirt and his favorite dark blue / black jacket.
“Hey.” said Kai grinning motioning towards the window. “Why do you keep your window open so widely at night ? Don’t you know it’s dangerous ? Someone might sneak into your room.”
Y/N laughed , putting her book away moving a little on her bed to make space for him.”It might be , but not with you around.”
“Your friends would say the opposite.” replied Kai , kicking his shoes off climbing onto the bed next to her. “I am a dangerous sociopath , remember ? Even more so now that I am a heretic.”
“The only thing I find dangerous about you is how I could never get enough of your constant talking.” she laughed.
“You don’t find it annoying ?” he asked amused. “Most people would literally put a sock in my mouth to keep me from talking you know. Damon tried once.”
“Not at all. I love the sound of your voice.” she laughed. ”Are you hungry?”
Kai smiled at her , his hands behind his head. “Always am , sweetheart. Being a vampire is so weird. I can hear things from miles away and thats awesome except when I have to listen to your friends bicker. They do that a lot by the way.“
“Yeah , things are a little on edge lately.” she sighed tossing herself onto the pillow next to him. Kai turned to his side , his fingertips touching the skin on her neck feeling her blood flowing , pulsating in her veins.
“How many times do I have to tell you Kai ?” she said smiling moving her hair to the side. “You don’t have to ask.”
“Yeah but its nicer when I do.” he said rolling on top of her , his knee between her legs. Y/N smiled as Kai gripped her wrists holding them on either side of her head , purple black veins flickering under his eyes. The sight of Kai’s vampirism always did things to her - send butterflies to her stomach and shock waves *down there*. He smirked devilishly and sank his teeth into her neck.
The feeling of having a vampire feed on someone’s blood is hard to explain. Its a rush , pleasure and the good kind of pain at the same time. Of all three when Kai was feeding on her , Y/N felt the pleasure most of all. That night as every other night Kai had fed on her she felt the waves vibrate through her body , concentrating mostly on her heat. It was impossible to avoid the feeling. Her crush on him had grown into strong feelings and having him this close and personal did things to her nothing and no one else could.
A low moan escaped her lips as Kai drained an artery , slowly pulling away from her feeling Y/N slide down a little and grind her crotch against his knee. He wiped away his mouth looking at her with a surprise and curiousity in his eyes.
“S-Sorry.” she muttered. “I dont know why I did that…”
Kai was starring at her , only then realising the feeling he always got while feeding on her went both ways. He had thought it was one sided , a side effect of his vampirism or something but maybe he had been wrong. Y/N’s eyes met his , noticing a different kind of glow in them. He smiled nervously , brushing his fingers against her cheek for a moment before his lips touched hers , kissing her gently for a second but long enough to make her head spin even more than before.
Y/N’s heart beat faster than ever and she had trouble remembering how to breath, blink or function for that matter. Kai gazed into her eyes , trying to figure out her reaction. He could hear her heart racing after the kiss but had no idea what that reaction meant. Her heart always raced like that when he was around.
“Kiss me again” she whispered and his lips crashed against hers again ,demanding and hungry for more. He leaned towards her pressing his crotch against hers as their lips felt like they were glued together. Y/N moaned into he kiss feeling Kai’s hand slide between their bodies towards her heat. Kai pushed his way into her panties , rubbing her clit slowly with his fingers. He wanted her , not just her blood but her , all of her. He wanted to kiss every square inch of her body and make her his again and again.
first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night
The pounding headache that currently plagued you was going to be a serious problem. You took medicine to try and ease it but it hadn’t kicked in just yet.
Your best friends Pietro and Natasha took you out for drinks the night before to celebrate you landing your dream job. One drink turned into four and the night got hazy after that. You knew that it wasn’t the smartest thing to go out the night before you were to start a new job, but you were in a good mood and wanted to.
So, Tumblr thought it would be cool to eat my birthday post to my lovely friend and dark counterpart @optomisticgirl….which is actually super NOT cool. Anyway, I’m posting this a little late, but here it is! Happy day of birth, my Aries partner-in-crime! You are a lady, a scholar, and a wonderful human being.
A little classic literature and verbose Killian smut :) M-rated for certain.
“Well, that’s a long face if I’ve ever seen one,” Granny announced, leaning over the counter to snatch the empty hot chocolate mug. “What’s got you down, Sheriff?”
Lifting her frustrated eyes from the leatherbound book she’d borrowed from the library at Belle’s insistence, Emma attempted a casual smile before addressing the inquiry of the woman who owned the place. It was a rather half assed try, but what was the point in pretending all was well when it certainly was not? They’d been chasing their tails for days over how to put a stop to the Evil Queen’s most recent reign of terror, galavanting through a handful of untold stories until they landed on an author who was dreadfully familiar and the answer to all their problems - according to an odd inkling Henry had while thumbing through a newly discovered version of the storybook. If she’d known sending him with Killian to the author’s abandoned mansion in search of an alternate text would amount to her reading not one but four Shakespeare books - well, she definitely would have thought twice about needing more information.
The whole idea was starting to feel like ‘much ado about nothing’ - pun very much intended.
“Excuse me?!” You demanded, gaping over at Dean. He was sitting at one of the library tables skimming through a book and drinking tea of all things, that red shirt making him even more attractive than usual. Not that you’d ever tell him that. Especially not when he was a demon.
“You heard me,” he said, not bothering to look up from his book. But you weren’t sure you had. You were pretty sure you were hallucinating or something, because you had to have heard him wrong. He definitely never could have possibly said-
“Alright, I’ll repeat myself. I said stop staring at me like that unless you wanna take things into my bedroom.”
Yeah. That. He couldn’t have possibly said that.
“Looking at you like- like what?” You stammered, trying to keep it together. Dean sighed and finally looked up at you, letting his eyes flick black because he knew it freaked you out.
“You’re giving me that fuck me look, sweetheart.”
“I absolutely am not,” you protested, aghast. You’d barely even looked at him, trying to be so careful not to admire how his shoulders stood out in that shirt, the way his hair shone softly in the bunker lights, the stubble you could see on his face even from across the room…
“Are too,” Dean said, raising an eyebrow at you. Just that, plus a smug little grin had you blushing hard and looking back down at the pile of books in front of you.
“I am not,” you repeated angrily, crossing your arms over your chest as Dean sipped at his tea, “and since when you drink tea of all things?”
“Nice change of subject,” Dean noted, nodding a little before setting his cup down, “and Crowley got me started. It’s good, you should try it. Less heartburn than with the coffee.”
“No thank you,” you muttered, pointedly flipping a page.
“You know,” Dean said, and when you looked up again, he was suddenly right in front of you, leaning across the table, “I may have lost some of my moral compass, but I’m still Dean.”
“No you’re not,” you said quietly, staring right back at him. That was what you and Sam had decided: show him no fear. If you weren’t afraid, he had less power over the two of you.
“Sure I am. I’m still Dean. Just more… fun,” he said with a wide grin as his eyes went all black again. You suppressed a shudder and swallowed hard, trying not to think about the possibility of sex with Dean the demon because that was completely off-limits.
“Come talk to me when you’re human,” you managed, though your voice sounded strained even to you. That made Dean laugh, tossing his head back as he made his way back over to his seat.
A/N: @lizbeth-loves-bobear wanted some Dean fluff! I hope this will suffice! I hope you all enjoy! I love you all so much! <3 <3
You had been reading book after book in the library. You weren’t going to give up on finding the answers you needed. Even if you were incredibly exhausted, you had to find answers. If you found the answers to your questions, you would happily go to bed.
Dean was walking down the hallway and glanced into the library. He walked backwards stopping in the archway. “[Y/N] are you still researching,” Dean asked, stepping into the library.
“Mhm,” you hummed lazily, turning the page. Your eyelids felt heavy and you weren’t even sure what you were reading anymore. You exhaled heavily rubbing your eyes. You went to take a drink of coffee, but your cup was empty. “Wanna get me more coffee?”
(requested by anon) Kai Parker x Reader word count : 5 161 summary : Reader has a crush on Kai but its too afraid / shy to tell him. * gif by jake-riley keep reading after the cut 😉 (it turned out waaay longer than I thought , hah😅🙈) ___________________
End of the semester. There were exams and so many other things to think and obsess about , but instead Y/N didn’t care about any of those things. All she cared about was Kai , well more like thinking and crushing on him in silence. Which is one of the reasons why Stefan had offered to tutor her in history and pretty much every other subject. No one liked Kai very much but he still got free access to the Salvatore boarding house whenever he wanted. That’s exactly where Y/N was that day - studying with Stefan. She sat on the ground resting her back against the sofa with a text book in her hands. Flipping page after page pretending to read , it wasn’t like she wanted to pretend. It kind of just happened on its own. Every time she closed her eyes Kai’s face popped behind her eyelids. None of her friends could figure out how she could fall for him of all people. In their eyes he wasn’t a good person and was definitely not good enough for her. Only the heart wants what it wants. Somehow in all those years , he had been the first one to stir something inside her. There had been other boys she liked but it had never felt this way. All she could do was think about him. Dream about him. Kai was constantly in her mind no matter if she wanted him gone or not. He had her completely under his spell , only there was a problem. Y/N was shy and was too afraid to tell Kai about any of this. Chances were he was going to reject her. “Hello ? Earth to Y/N.” said Stefan waving his hand in front of her face snapping her back to reality. “You spaced out again , didn’t you?” “No.” “Right.” he trailed off. “You are going to flunk the exams if you don’t stop thinking about him.” “I am not thinking about him!” snapped Y/N , a sigh leaving her lips a moment later. “Sorry. I - I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. It’s just…” “You like him but you are too scared to tell him.” he finished for her. Y/N nodded. Kai could have anyone he wanted. It was enough for him to smile at any girl and she’d swoon instantly. Y/N always did. His eyes , his smile , his dimples always made her so weak. “Maybe I can help.” he offered. “I can ask him , you know test the waters for you.” Y/N turned towards her friend. Stefan had the best intentions , she knew it but it just didn’t seem right. She wasn’t in 2nd grade anymore , she was in her senior year of high school. Asking someone to ask the person you have a crush on if they have a crush on you was just … childish. “No. You don’t even like him or approve of me liking him.” she stated flipping another page by habit. Stefan reached his hand taking the text book out of her hands. Y/N didn’t protest. “Also he is going to laugh at me. He said it himself - he is not burdened by emotions like love. I’m perfectly fine crushing in silence.” Stefan studied her face. He didn’t have to be a vampire to know she was anything but fine crushing in silence. Y/N needed someone to intervene for her , other ways if Kai found someone else , she’d be crushed. “Oh-kay. Do you want a sandwich ?” “Grilled cheese please.” she smiled. Stefan mouthed ‘Okay’ and headed towards the kitchen. Y/N took back her history text book and started reading , for real this time. Stefan was right. She’d flunk her exams if she didn’t focus. A few minutes later just as Y/N had finally managed to concentrate , the large front door opened. The girl hadn’t even noticed someone had walked into the house until that someone sat on the sofa and leaned in to see what she was reading. Y/N felt someone’s breath on her neck and turned her head finding Kai’s face barely two inches away from hers. “Hi.” said Kai grinning. “What are you up to ? You didn’t even look up when I walked inside. Its hurtful.” “I … I um…” she stuttered. “I’m studying.” “Can I help ?” he asked. “Its been a while but I am sure I can be of use. Also I’ve been told I am an excellent tutor.” “By who?” she wondered. Y/N would’ve said YES in the blink of an eye , if she hadn’t been this shy. Even though she was pretty sure Kai being her tutor would be more than distracting. He was a distraction even when he wasn’t around and him standing this close to her , with his hand on her shoulder had completely thrown her off balance. His blue eyes sparkled more than usual and his smile took her breath away. That day he was wearing gray jeans with a dark blue t-shirt and a black jacket. His hair was a bit longer and Y/N fought the urge to run her fingers through it, not that she would’ve been able to do more than to raise her hand and stand frozen contemplating what it would feel like without actually doing anything. “Here’s your sandwich.” said Stefan landing a plate with grilled cheese on the coffee table. His eyes darted between Y/N and Kai. At the moment Y/N had turned towards Kai and he could feel her hyperventilating at the sight of Kai standing this close smiling at her. "Why are you here ?“ Kai looked away from Y/N giving her the chance to look away. Her gaze fell on the sandwich and all of the sudden she didn’t feel all this hungry. From the place Kai had put his hand on her shoulder it felt as if electricity had started pulsating in her bloodstream. Her heart was beating faster than ever and she was pretty sure she had been holding her breath for the past 5 minutes. It seemed as if the room had gotten hotter only it hadn’t. It was the feeling of her skin being on fire because of Kai. “Oh I was just walking by , thought why not drop in and see what my friends are up to.” said Kai amused. “Maybe I can help with the tutoring.” “We are not you friends.” said Stefan glancing at Y/N who seemed frozen , her eyes focused on the plate in front of her. Kai had placed his hand on her shoulder and Stefan could hear her heart beating way too fast , causing her cheeks to turn red. “And I’m perfectly capable of helping Y/N with her exams on my own. Thanks. Why don’t you find someone else to torment ? Like some innocent sorority girl or a cheerleader?” Y/N suddenly got up , Kai’s hand falling from her shoulder. Quickly she gathered her things and shoved them in her messenger bag. She ran roughly her fingers through her hair turning towards Stefan and avoiding looking at Kai completely. “Sorry. I - I have to go.” she mumbled not even bothering to take the snack Stefan had made her. A moment later she was out the door. “What did I do to her?” wondered Kai looking after Y/N. It appeared as if she was trying to win a marathon or something , nearly smacking her face into the door before opening it. “Every time I am around she just ups and leaves or acts super weird. What did you tell her about me ? Or should I ask my two biggest fans Bonnie and Damon?” Kai reached for the plate but Stefan slapped his hand away. “Rude.” Stefan grinned at him , taking a bit from the grilled cheese. “That’s just the way she is.” he said. “No. It’s not.” said Kai. “Last time I saw her , we were at the Grill and she nearly smacked her nose a wall and almost broke it in her hurry to get away from me. I don’t see her running away from any of you like that. Y/N didn’t even say goodbye to me.” sighed Kai with a note of hurt in his voice. Kai couldn’t figure out what was wrong. The more he thought about it , the more he thought it hadn’t been something he had done , which meant someone had said something to her. Y/N was one of the few humans left in the group. It was why he liked her. She had a chance at a normal life. Well as normal as her life could be with vampires , witches and werewolfs as her best friends. He wanted to be her friend too. There was something about her that was drawing him in. He could tell she wasn’t like her friends , but each time she acted like this it made him feel weird - sad and hurt. He hated that feeling. “Look what the cat dragged in.” said Damon walking into the house with Elena on his arm. “What ? No cheerleaders to play with ? Get out.” “I am not going anywhere until someone tells me whats up with Y/N.” insisted Kai. “Why is she acting like this around me?” “Y/N likes you.” said Elena smiling. “As if it isn’t obvious by the way her cheeks blush every time you are around or anyone mentions your name. Not to mention how she just can’t stop talking about you. Bonnie can’t stand being around her anymore.” “I don’t know why Y/N would even look at you , let alone like you.” added Damon. “You are the most awful person in the world.” he grinned. Elena punched her boyfriend’s forearm. “Damon ! Don’t say that … in front of him.” “What do you mean she likes me?” wondered Kai. Everything after Elena had said Y/N likes him had somehow gotten lost on the way to his ears. “Ugh , I know its been 18 years for you and clearly you are out of practice when it comes to girls.” groaned Damon. “But its so obvious even Miss Cuddles sees it and her brain is made out of cotton. Y/N has a crush on you.” Stefan stood there , finishing his grilled cheese and trying to figure out how to stop what was happening in front of him Y/N had specifically said ‘no’ when he had offered to intervene on her behalf. “Would you two stop talking?!” he said. “Y/N would find a way to kill all of us if she figures out any of us spilled about it.” “I’m not going to tell her. Are you?” asked Damon pointing at Elena , who shook her head. He turned towards Kai next. “Now you know. Get out of my house.” “Why wouldn’t she just tell me?” thought Kai out loud. “Because she is shy , specially when it comes to boys even more if she likes the boy.” said Elena softly. Out of everyone she seemed to have the nicest attitude towards Kai , even though he knew she didn’t like him either. “Also probably thinks you don’t like her back and doesn’t want to get hurt.” “I … I think I might like her back.” whispered Kai , everyone stared at him the same way they had when he had stabbed Jo at the wedding. Elena and Stefan struggled for words. Only the eldest Salvatore seemed to be able to speak. “Get out.” said Damon pouring himself a drink. “Alright alright… I’m leaving.” said Kai raising his hands in defence. “By the way - your house is not that cool now. I liked it better in 1994.” Damon threw one of the sofa pillows at Kai , missing him by a few seconds as Kai left the house. He walked around the front yard , his hands in his pockets kicking in a small stone on his way. Y/N’s friends wouldn’t lie to him , at least thats what he thought. Either way he intended on finding out if it was true. When Elena had said Y/N likes him , something weird had happened with Kai’s heart - it had stopped for nearly half a minute. And he had felt this weird warm fuzzy feeling spread through his body. “Emotions … ” he muttered. “Why do they have to be so hard ?”
AN: So…I went and did it again, I sort of veered way off of what the prompt wanted. Whoops! I still hope the anon liked it who requested it! *I do not own the gif, found on google. Please ignore any spelling errors!
Pairing: Steve X Reader
Prompt: !.) AU prompt: Person A is thinking sexually graphic or generally odd thoughts and suddenly panics and thinks “If you’re a mind reader, cough right now.”Person B coughs. but like Person A is having sexual thoughts about Pietro or Steve and they weren’t on the mission with AOU so she doesn’t know Wanda or her power and haha
2.) For all of you who dropped a “More smut please!” in my inbox. Here you go babes.
((I pretty much left out the whole coughing bit, sorry!))
Warnings: Smutish daydreams. Not for the innocent eyes.
He was stunning. Everything from the color of his eyes to the shapes of his lips made you feel weak at the knees. Even just sitting there, minding his own business and reading the newspaper, he looked like a god.
“I dunno. I’m not quite sure where I stand with her.” Harry murmured, leaning back against the couch as he continued scrolling through his Twitter. “The last time we hung out was on tha’ yacht, and that was basically last year.. I mean, Kendall’s really nice, and she’s proper fit, but the fans get so crazy when I’m seen with her..”
“Don’t mind t’e fans.. Do what makes you happy!” Niall interrupted, shrugging as he did so.
“I read a couple articles before saying she really wants to get back together with you. You should text her or something!” Liam smiled encouragingly, gesturing towards Harry’s phone.
“Wha- are you crazy? I can’t just text her out of the blue and be like, ‘Hey, wanna get some lunch sometime? Okay, bye!’ She’s going to think it’s weird.” Harry scoffed, reaching up to run a hand through his hair.
“Did you see her in the Victoria’s Secret show? Her legs just go on and on..”
Kendall Jenner was a name you honestly didn’t think you’d hear again. You knew that Harry was friends with her, but you never knew he had feelings for her to begin with. Of course, thinking about it now, why wouldn’t he have a crush on her? Long flowing hair, sparkling brown eyes, a dazzling smile, and obviously, she was a model! And it wasn’t like you could protest against Harry without coming off as a jealous, green-eyed monster! In fact, one time, you wanted to tell Harry about your feelings for him, but you had overheard him talking to Liam about how good of a friend you were and.. Well, you decided to stash your feelings for him for another time.
“Okay, Y/N. All you have to do is tell Harry you might have feelings for him. It’s not even a big deal, you know? They’re just words. Nothing to be afraid of.” You were standing outside Harry’s hotel room, and you had been standing here for.. About ten minutes, now. If someone were to see you, they’d think you were a creepy stalker. As you raised your fist to knock against the door, you heard two voices from inside.
“Y/N’s so sweet, I love her to bits.” Harry? That was definitely Harry. He loved you? Butterflies erupted in your tummy as you leaned in to press an ear against the door. A dopey smile was plastered on your face as you continued listening. Now you knew that maybe, just maybe, Harry liked you back! “She picked up a juice fo’ me this morning, from my favourite juice bar! And she even got a green straw for me.”
“Sometimes I feel like she’s actually in love with you. I mean, she got a juice fo’ me, too.. But she’s like, ten times more thoughtful when it comes to you! I didn’t get a green straw, that’s for sure.” Liam laughed lightly. “Do you think she likes you?” Your eyes widened slightly as you pressed yourself tighter against the door, your heart pounding in your chest. This was literally a life or death situation.
“Y/N? Nah.. I don’ think she likes me. She’s just a nice person t’ everyone.”
“No! No, Harry! I like you!” You whispered quietly, reaching up to pinch the bridge of your nose.
“Even if she did like me, that’d be a little awkward. She’s just a friend to me. And..” By this point, you had completely tuned out. You pulled away from the door slowly, your vision growing a little fuzzy as your eyes went out of focus. You thought you were right, you thought Harry liked you back. Maybe all the signals and signs you thought you were receiving.. Was it just Harry being Harry?
So, yes. You were 99.9% sure that Harry didn’t feel the same way about you as you do about him, and you were.. You were fine! You were over it.. Right?
“If you like her, just go for it. She obviously likes you back. Remember all those pictures from the yacht party?” Liam clicked his tongue, Harry letting out a sigh of frustration before nodding lightly.
“Do we need to bring that back?” You muttered under your breath, your brows stitched together in irritation. Every time the boys were together, they just had to talk about Kendall Jenner. They needed to talk about how pretty she was, how fit she was, how she was definitely Harry’s type. You knew it was bad to be petty and jealous about her, but you couldn’t help it! You looked like a potato standing next to Kendall, and honestly, you were sick of thinking about her. She was all over your Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr - You name it, Kendall Jenner was on it. And now, knowing for sure that Harry liked Kendall made you sick to the stomach.
“Wha’ was tha’? Couldn’t hear yeh, love.” Harry poked your leg with his toe, raising an eyebrow in curiosity as you looked up from your magazine at him.
“Hm? I didn’t say anything.” You feigned a smile, glancing down at your magazine as you flipped to the next page. Immediately, your smile dropped.
‘Check out Kendall Jenner’s first pair of wings on the Victoria’s Secret-’
“There’s literally no escape from you, is there?“ You grumbled, flipping to the next page roughly. “Anyways, I didn’t say anything.”
“..Yes, you did.” Harry trailed off, shaking his head when you didn’t respond. “Alright, fine. Little miss stubborn, I’ll leave you alone.” He laughed lightly, noting the grumpy expression that now adorned your face. “Ooh, I was thinking about taking Kendall as my date to the premier for Dunkirk. I don’ know when’s a good time to ask her, though.”
You stopped reading your magazine as soon as those words slipped out of Harry’s mouth. He wanted to take her to watch Dunkirk? But you were always his go-to date for events and shows! That wasn’t fair! Kendall already stole Harry’s feelings, she couldn’t take the best-friend role away as well! You bit your tongue as you flicked through the magazine, feeling a mixture of anger, jealousy, and sadness bubble up inside you. All you had to do was stay calm. Think about things that make you happy. Harry made you happy. Kendall makes Harry happy, obviously. This technique wasn’t working very well.
“Careful t'ere, Y/N. No need t’ destroy t'e magazine.” Niall teased, leaning over to see what tabloid you were reading now. “Blac Chyna left Rob Kardashian? Didn’t she just give birth t’ their baby??”
“So, Dunkirk?” You slapped the magazine against Niall’s chest as he took it quickly, jolting at the sudden outburst from you. “That was a fun time, no?”
“Yeah, it was real fun.. You should know, you were there on set with me everyday, silly goose.” Harry snorted, rolling his eyes playfully.
“Yup. Went on juice runs for you, and I made sure your trailer was always nice and clean for when you came back during breaks. Ironed your uniform, too.” You nodded, feeling your cheeks burn at the sight of Harry beginning to text something on his phone. “And you’re planning to take Kendall?”
“Uh, tha’s what I just said.. Typical Y/N, always half-listening in on conversations.” Harry teased, Liam staring at you warily when your face became noticeably pink from anger.
“Y/N, are you ok-”
“You know, I just think it’s interesting that you want to take Kendall as your date to the premier of Dunkirk. It’s weird that you haven’t seen her in how many months and suddenly you want to invite her to watch your movie.” You shrugged, sitting up attentively.
“Jesus, Y/N.” Harry furrowed his brows, setting his phone down and glaring at you. “What’s your problem? Every time we talk about something related to Kendall, it’s like you shut off and turn into an emotionless robot.” He scoffed, crossing his arms.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. But if you wanna invite Kendall to watch Dunkirk, that’s fine.”
“I’m taking her as my date.”
“Fine, take her as a date! Maybe even take her out for dinner beforehand, why don’t you do that, too?”
“Just- Why do we always have to talk about Kendall Jenner?!”
(requested by anon - not sure if this is what you wanted but i hope you like it anyways ☺)
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Reader and Kai have a fight , Kai ending up scaring Reader like never before.
*not my gif
Y/N was sitting on the couch reading a book , flipping page after page completely consumed by the story , when Kai walked in slamming the front foor with a loud bag. Y/N jumped up startled , dropping her book onto the floor. As she leaned in to pick it up , she glanced at Kai. He was literally shaking with anger. She picked up the book and left on the small table , before walking towards Kai. “Kai?” she asked , “Is something wrong?” He kept pacing back and forth , his eyes black. Y/N tried to touch his hand , but he pulled away. The look he gave her made her take a step back. Whatever it was that had him like this , it was not good. “Where it is?” he asked her , his voice was scary calm. Y/N looked at him confused. “Where is what?” He took a step towards her , towering over her. “You know what I am talking about. Where is it?” he yelled at her , grabbing her wrist. “Actually , I don’t have the faintest clue.” Y/N said , trying to sound calm but the truth is she was starting to get scared. Kai didn’t look like himself. She had no idea what he was talking about or what had made him so angry. “The Ascendant ! I know your friends took it !” he screamed at her , making her jump in place. “They want to send me back to the Prison World!” Y/N looked at him shocked. To her it was news the Ascendant had gone missing , no wonder Kai was so angry. “I don’t know Kai , I swear.” she said , her voice trembling. She reached for her phone , wanting to dial Stefan and try to find out whats happening but Kai grabbed it from her hands and smashed it against the wall. “Kai !” she said angrily turning to look at the remains of her smashed phone on the ground. She took a deep breath but it didn’t help. Suddenly Kai had her pinned to the wall , his hand on her neck squeezing it. Y/N was strugling to breath , her lips turning blue. “Stop ! You are scaring me!” she said , barely making the words out. “You are just like the rest of them ! You gave them the Ascendant didn’t you ? I knew you’d never forgive me , that you never really cared about me!” he screamed at her. “No , Kai .. I swear I didn’t. I’d never …” she said weakly. His breathing had gotten heavier and it appeared to that no matter what Y/N said , it only fueled his rage. She had never seen him like that. It was as if there was a completely different person standing infront of her. They’ve had their fights as couples always do , but things had never gotten this bad. Usually in the middle of the argument , they’d realise whatever it was they were fighting about was meaningless and make up. Did he really think she’d give her friends the Ascendant? No , it wasn’t possible. Kai knew very well that she’d rather die than give her friends the means to send him away. Had his rage blinded him so much that he had forgotten this ? She looked in horror as black veins started showing under his eyes , his fangs coming out. ‘He wouldn’t do that.’ she thought , ‘He wouldn’t hurt me.’ She was wrong. A moment later Kai sank his teeth into her neck , not caring at all about the scream that followed. Tears starting to stream down her face. It wasn’t the physical pain he was causing her , it was the fact he clearly didn’t care about her at all. He let go his grip on her neck and Y/N dropped on the floor , barely breathing. Suddenly Kai seemed to snap out of it , fear flooding his veins. His heart broke seeing what he had done to her. “Oh God..” he muttered. “What did I do ?” fear and worry in his voice. “What did I do !?” He kneeled down and wrapped his hands around her before biting his wrist , putting it on her lips. “Don’t be dead , please don’t be dead.” he kept muttering under his breath , tears filling his eyelids. "I love you…“ he whispered.A few moments later Kai felt Y/N grabbing his wrist , drinking his blood and her eyes opened. Kai sighed in relief , closing his eyes for a moment. What he saw when he opened them broke his heart all over again. Y/N’s eyes were filled with tears and terror. She glanced at him for a split second and tried to escape his grasp , but his hands were wrapped too tightly around her. She was shaking with fear. “Let me go !” she said tears streaming down her face. “Let me go !” she repeated , tears starting to stream down her face. “Y/N , I … ” Kai started to say as she kept trying to get herself free , her heart beating fast and uneven. He couldn’t watch her like this. Y/N was his best friend , the only person who he truly cared about and have ever loved. He pulled her closer rubbing her back. “I’m sorry …” he whispered , wiping a tear from her cheek. "I .. I don’t know what happened. I would never hurt you.“ he said. Y/N looked at him like she had no idea who he was , trying to find the right words to say to him. "Why?” she asked paused for a moment , trying to calm down. “Why would you do this Kai?!” she raised her voice. “I don’t know …” he said , his voice hollow. “I just … I … I got scared. You don’t know what its like in the Prision World.” he trailed off. Silence hang in the air. Y/N kept looking at him as if he was a stranger and Kai kept wishing there was a way to fix what he had done. He couldn’t come up with anything that could. “You were a completely different person , I don’t .. ” Y/N struggled to find the right words. “How could you even think that I’d give them the Ascendant ?!” she raised her voice again. Suddenly her expression went blank. “I need some time to figure things out.” Y/N said calmly. “Please don’t…” Kai said his voice barely audiable. He knew where the conversation was going and he didn’t like it at all but Kai had only himself to blame. He stared at the ground for a long moment before he reached and touched her face , leaning in to kiss her. Y/N didn’t return his kiss. He took a step back looking completely broken. It hurt her seeing him like this but the memory of what had just happened was too fresh for her to just put it behind her and forgive him right then and there. She took his hand and gave it a queeze before turning around to walk into her bedroom , closing the door behind her. Y/N rested her back against the door for a moment and slided towards the ground trying hard not to cry. Kai stood frozen for a moment and the sound of Y/N closing the door shut seemed to snap him back to reality. He walked towards her bedroom and sat on floor on the other side of the door , listening to Y/N crying… He wished this day had never happened.
You grabbed your iPad and your mug of coffee as you made your way to the living room. You plopped down on the couch and rested the tablet on your lap; you opened Tumblr and took a sip of your coffee. You had wanted to see how well your last ‘imagine’ piece did overnight, as well as check your inbox for more requests. It was amusing to Chris that you were still writing imagines considering you were already with the person you were writing about, but you weren’t doing it for yourself; you were doing it for those who needed something to smile about.
Of course you had talked to him about it before you continued because you didn’t want to make things uncomfortable or awkward for him. He agreed to let you do your thing if he could set some ground rules, to protect his privacy, yours, and the privacy of the two of you as a couple. As long as you kept your identity anonymous- the world didn’t need to know that the actress and girlfriend of Chris Evans, Y/N Y/L/N, was the face behind Y/URL.com- and the details of your relationship private, you could continue writing as many imagines as you wanted.
He didn’t mind, he actually enjoyed reading your work. It said it made him feel closer to you when either of you were away from the other filming, that and- it gave him an insight on what you wanted out of the relationship and what you expected when you were in-love. He’d actually stolen a few date night ideas from your blog, which you didn’t mind because who could complain when he was doing everything you wanted.
You heard footsteps coming down the stairs and saw Chris walk past the living room. He stopped and turned back when he spotted you out of the corner of his eye. He stood in the archway and stretched, yawning loudly as he ran his hand over his bed hair.
“Morning.” You leaned over and kissed his cheek when he plopped down next to you. He grabbed a throw cushion and hugged it to his chest, resting his chin on it. “There’s coffee in the kitchen that you clearly need,” you chuckled and turned your attention back onto your iPad.
You spotted the number notification on your mailbox informing you that you had messages waiting. You opened it as Chris rested his head on your shoulder so he could see what you were. There were a few requests and prompts waiting for you but there was a particular one that caught your eye. You scrolled down to it and read.
[First off, you are an incredibly talent writer; I am always in awe after reading your work. Secondly, I’ve got an idea to propose to my girlfriend but I’m still unsure about how well it’ll fare with her. Could you write it into a story so I can see it play out? You can even work your magic and make it better. Here’s the idea: Y/N spends her free time writing cute little loves stories which leads Chris to write his own collection of love stories but about things that actually happen in their relationship. He gives her the book and on the last page, is the ring with the passage “will you give me my happily ever after?” Yeah, that’s about it. Thanks.]
“Why does he need me to improve on this?” You chuckled in amazement. “This is freaking amazing.” You glanced at Chris and he nodded with an indifferent expression. “You should learn from this anon, maybe you’ll get a few ideas.” You teased him and he rolled his eyes, yawning. “I wish this person didn’t go anonymous though, I’d love to talk to him and see how it went.”
“You gotta write the story first, it seems like he’s not going to propose until he sees how it played out in your world.” He said and you nodded, opening the Pages app so you could get started. “I’ll leave you to work your magic.” He pecked your cheek and tossed the cushion aside, rising to leave the room.
“Okay, anon.” You smiled and let your fingers fly across the touch pad. “Let’s get you engaged.”
• • • • • • • •
Moments after you posted the story, you got another anonymous message. From the content, you could tell that it was the same person. [Thank you so much, this is perfect. Here’s hoping she’ll respond like your character.] You smiled as you read the short but incredibly heartfelt thank you. You wish you could just hug this sweet person and be there when the proposal happened because it sounded so romantic.
“Y/N?” Chris poked his head into the room; you looked up from your iPad. “Hey,” he smiled and you smiled back. “Can you come with me? There’s something upstairs I need help with,” he walked into the room and held out his hand for you to take.
“Okay,” you allowed him to pull you to your feet. “Why are you all dressed up?” You asked when you realized he was no longer in his pajamas but in a black suit. “Are we going out? Should I be changing into something too?”
“No,” he chuckled, leading you up the stairs. “I was just trying on the suits Versace sent over and- I kind of spilt some coffee on one of them. I have to wear it to an event next week so I rushed down to see if you can help me before it stained.”
“Chris,” you scolded with furrowed brows. “I thought we talked about this, no food or drinks upstairs because we are incredibly careless people. What are we going to do if I can’t get the stain out? Your publicist is going to kill you.” He pressed his lips together. “Where is this suit?” You pulled your hand out of his when the two of you got to the top of the stairs, walking ahead of him and towards the bedroom. “I swear to-” You cut yourself off when you got to the door.
There were candles everywhere and the bedroom floor was covered in rose petals. You turned to Chris and he smiled, taking your hand and leading you further into the room. He stopped in front of the bed and released your hand, leaning forward to pick up the leather bound notebook. Your gaze fell on the notebook and you swallowed, feeling your stomach flutter when you realized he was doing everything you’d written.
“It’s about time someone wrote something for you to read.”
“Chris,” you couldn’t contain your smile as you took the notebook from him. “This is amazing…” You chuckled breathlessly as you flipped through the pages filled with his handwriting; stories upon stories of your relationships biggest milestones and adorable moments. “Oh my God,” you felt your eyes well with tears as you met his gaze. “You sent that prompt in, didn’t you?”
“Flip to the last page,” he beckoned his head at the notebook.
“Yes,” you nodded before you did; the diamond ring tied to the ribbon bookmark slid down the page and dangled in the air. “Yes yes yes,” you blurted out when you saw how beautiful the ring was and how handsome your soon-to-be fiancé looked.
“At least let me utter the words,” he teased as he untied the ring. “Okay, hand please?” You chuckled and gave him your left hand. “Will you do me the honor of marrying me, Y/N? And provide me with the happiest ever after?”
“Like you need to hear me say yes again, you already read the ending.” He chuckled and slipped the ring onto your finger. You held your hand in front of your face and admired your sparking diamond ring. “I think you just outdid all my fan fics.”
“Here I was thinking I’d never live up to your version of Chris Evans,” he pulled you into him and caressed your face. “I love you, Y/N.” He dipped his head and kissed you tenderly. “And I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you,” he whispered when he broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against yours.
“And the lived happily ever after,” you giggled softly.
What can I say? This soulmate AU absolutely warmed the cockles of my heart! Also love how at the end it wasn’t immediately all sappy and rainbows, and that you instead chose a more realistic approach for their first meeting.
You were probably one of the first people I followed on here, but everyone who doesn’t yet really needs to go check out your amazing blog! Congratulations, you rock!
Dean had heard this story a thousand times already.
“- and as soon as I saw her I said,” Sam continued with a breathless laugh, “Ma’am, I’m sorry but you can’t leave the library through the fire escape.” He looked over at Jess who smiled coyly and lifted up her pant leg to show those exact words imprinted across her calf like a tattoo.
“So then what did she say?” Anna asked, obviously enraptured by the story of how the two soulmates had met just a few days before.
Sam grinned slyly and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt to pull it aside, revealing the words “Watch Me” marked on his skin.
“Then we kind of just stopped and stared at each other for a while once we realized what had happened.”
“You don’t know how many library fire escapes I’ve used over the years trying to find him.” Jess said with a playful slap against Sam’s shoulder.
Dean watched as Sam gazed into Jess’s eyes with more adoration than he’d ever seen his brother give to anyone.
They were obviously perfect for each other.
“Excuse me,” Dean mumbled, and pushed his chair out from the bar counter. Faintly, he could hear Jess asking Sam if they’d said anything wrong as he swung the bar door open to leave.
He could almost imagine Sam’s practiced speech.
“No,” he’d say. “Soulmates are just a touchy subject for Dean. He - he doesn’t have one.”
The four men in front of you looked at one another then back at you. Balthazar leaned over the table, “in your journal you said that you suspected your parents of not being human. What did you think they were [Y/N]?”
“When I met Sam and Dean they were looking for vampires. I thought my parents were it, but then I thought it was impossible because I wasn’t a vampire,” you divulged. You stepped off of Gabriel’s lap, walking over to Sam. You flipped through the pages of your journal. “A few days later I tested myself to see if I was a vampire, and I wasn’t affected by anything.”
“Those aren’t your parents [Y/N],” Dean grumbled. “I saw the pictures of your family, you look nothing like them. They stole you from your real parents. They probably killed your real parents.”
“You don’t know that Dean,” you shouted. You stood inches from Dean, “they could still be alive. If they are alive, I’ll find them.” You took a step back from Dean, calming yourself down, “one step at a time though.” Your eyes scanned the books behind Dean; nothing was of any use behind him. “Did you check the books? There has to be something?” You turned to Balthazar and Castiel, “what about you two, what did you find out in heaven?” Changing the subject was all you could think to do. You didn’t want to think about your real parents.