he just loves her so damn much it kills me

my thoughts on logan *spoilers*

-never in a million years did i think i would cry so many times during an xmen ~related~ film but bitch!!!
-this movie came after me so many times i am shook
-this was such an emotional experience
-it was so packed too i usually go on discount days but i had to see this and wow literally not a seat left open!!!
-first movie from the franchise to be rated r and damn!!! It really needed it, i can’t imagine the film being pg 13
-i really loved the r rating… the gore the cussing the darker and more mature tone was something i didn’t think i needed til i saw this film
-the darker tone made it so much more intense and made logan feel more human
-fight/action scenes were all pure gratuitous fun i enjoyed all of it
-laura is adorable and shes a bad bitch my daughter will be like that!!! like wow this girl got paid to deadass be silent for half the movie but when she talked i was shook af
-and the nurse gabriella being aleida from oitnb like hey girll!!
-the banter between professor x and logan ugh and when logan called charles his dad
-this side of wolverine/ logan was so raw and sad.
-he def was not the mutant hero ive grown up watching but that was also the refreshing part bc it made it seem more realistic to me
-heartbreaking to watch someone spiral downward especially with the drinking and self hatred and the suicidal thoughts ugh
-laura is a mini wolverine but gonna grow to be so much stronger i love her every time she fucked someone up i was screaming YAAS
-finding out shes his daughter ugh i knew it bur dang!!
-honestly pierce the bad guy was sexy af i was having dirty thoughts while hating him at the same time
-i’m not a box of avocados logan
-logan is really so broken and traumatized inside
-charles telling logan that this is what its like to be normal before he left with that mans to fix the water or whatever
-and its sad to see charles so weak and sick and trapped in his mind and broken as well after what he did in westchester
-losing control is so awful and seeing someone who was once so great be at this point hurts
-when charles woke up in that familys house and was talking about how he remembered things and that it was the best night of his life but he didnt deserve it I WAS CRYING
-then i was like OMFG LOGAN IS ABOUT TO KILL HIM??? Turns out it was his fuckass clone mutant but i was still shook
-hugh jackman is a daddy he can still get it
-logan coping with charles was so sad this father son relationship rly fucked me up it was so cute when they were joking abt the past at academy during dinner
-laura gives me life!!! W her docs and cute ass outfit in sunglasses but she still vicious yas queen
-her relationship w charles was so beautiful too
-her driving!!! Aha and finally speaking that was a funny cute lil scene i was expecting her to be a little sassier but that wouldnt fit the tone of the movie so its all good
-all the cute lil mutant kids!!!! omfg so adorable its really fcked up what they were doing at transigen i was heated ugh
-they were so sweet helping him and ugh the scenes just between logan and laura rlly fucked me up like when she held his hand after he buried charles…
-my god the development of these relationships really messed me up!!!
-honestly his self loathing and pity party was getting a little annoying and the whole im no good for you act etc etc but i understand i guess
-telling laura she and her friends reminded him of the xmen RIP
-“people hurt me” “were different i hurt people”
-ugh i literally love them so much when he told her he was gonna shoot himself w that bullet then she took it from him wow cryin
-him being like u dont need me everyone i care about gets hurt or killed then she roasted him with the “THEN I GUESS ILL BE FINE” like damn girl
-ugh him coming to the rescue and taking the green stuff ugh i just knew this wouldnt end well but the fight scenes and seeing some of the kids use their powers was nice
-also enjoyed all the bad guys gettjng absolutely destroyed
-literally FUCK clone logan so hard she was really goin at him but i knew logans fate was inevitable since it was hughs last hoorah but wow
-i was in fucking puddles then she held his hand and called him fucking daddy!!!! THAT RUINED ME WHEN SHE ACKNOWLEDGE HE WAS HER FATHER HOLY FRICK
-“so this is what it feels like” logans last words realizing what its like to care for someone again/what it feels like to die omg laura crying made me cry
-the end. thank u for sticking w me if u read this whole thing talk to me about it im emotionally unstable
-idk i prob left some stuff out but this is a lot already im lowkey so sad rn
-i cant wait for the next xmen movie with the other cast i need more this was all my childhood upto now i need it all please

random sentence starters!

here’s a list of dialogue prompts that you can request from bc i love making these and they totally help with writer’s block!! so feel free to send in a number and a muse :-) **i’ll probably continue to add on to this as time goes on btw

  1. ❝i think about it every day and every night.❞
  2. ❝i.. i can’t stay..❞
  3. ❝what did you just call me?❞ 
  4. ❝i couldn’t care less. i’m with you right now, that’s all that matters.❞ 
  5. ❝please, don’t go. don’t leave me.❞ 
  6. ❝you still love her, huh?❞ 
  7. ❝frankly, my dear, i don’t give a damn❞ 
  8. ❝i’m not ready for them to find out about us.❞ 
  9. ❝it was always you.❞ 
  10. ❝you’re a coward.❞ 
  11. ❝it certainly took them long enough.❞ 
  12. ❝you’re the best part of me.❞ 
  13. ❝stay the night. please.❞ 
  14. ❝well, well. my night just got better.❞ 
  15. ❝my life would be so boring if you weren’t in it.❞ 
  16. ❝i didn’t think love existed until i met you.❞ 
  17. ❝when were you going to tell me?❞ 
  18. ❝[name], you look tired. come to bed.❞ 
  19. ❝i want to marry you.❞ 
  20. ❝you’ll be fine, i promise.❞ 
  21. ❝please get up.❞ 
  22. ❝you know i’m/we’re here for you, right?❞ 
  23. ❝don’t look at me like that.❞ 
  24. ❝your lips are so soft. i could kiss them all day.❞ 
  25. ❝i can’t fall in love with you. i don’t want all the pain that comes with that.❞ 
  26. ❝it’s nice that your voice was the first thing i heard today.❞ 
  27. ❝aww, you’re blushing like a rose!❞ 
  28. ❝you don’t need to leave so soon.❞ 
  29. ❝i can’t believe i got the first date, let slone the first year!❞ 
  30. ❝i don’t think i can do this without you.❞ 
  31. ❝i tried to move on but nobody is you.❞ 
  32. ❝you know, [name], i’m glad we’re here together.❞ 
  33. ❝hello, i’m [name], and i’m completely available.❞ 
  34. ❝i never wanted any of this to happen to you.❞ 
  35. ❝whatever it takes, isn’t that what you said?❞ 
  36. ❝i’d give up so much to have another chance.❞ 
  37. ❝you think i wanted all this?!❞ 
  38. ❝i made mistakes.. and i can’t keep pretending they didn’t happen.❞ 
  39. ❝you made mistakes.. and you can’t keep pretending they didn’t happen.❞ [for a angstier fic] 
  40. ❝this is what life’s about.❞ 
  41. ❝i’m just saying.. please believe in something.❞ 
  42. ❝you’re going to be fine.❞ 
  43. ❝it’s easier to be by myself.❞ 
  44. ❝i made i promise and now it seems that i won’t be able to keep it.❞ 
  45. ❝they don’t hate you.❞ 
  46. ❝i’m an open book.❞ 
  47. ❝i’m not going to stop leaving marks until I’m sure that every knows you’re mine.❞ 
  48. ❝look! the is so beautiful tonight!❞ 
  49. ❝if you shut up people might actually think you’re smart.❞ 
  50. ❝you have something in your hair.. um–do you want me to get it out?❞ 
  51. ❝look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but i’m still worried about you. no one deserves to be alone.❞ 
  52. ❝you could’ve died, you know?❞ 
  53. ❝can i offer you a drink?❞ 
  54. ❝coming here was your idea.❞ 
  55. ❝chin up. there’s always next time.❞ 
  56. ’Fine’? Are you mad?❞ 
  57. ❝there are rules. even for one such as you.❞ 
  58. ❝there is a thin line between a martyr and a fool.❞ 
  59. ❝oh, c’mon! i came all this way.❞ 
  60. ❝shame.  i kind of liked you.❞ 
  61. ❝i still believe there is a good person in you.❞ 
  62. ❝you’re kidding right? Right?❞ 
  63. ❝i knew this day would come.. sooner or later.❞ 
  64. ❝i’ll be fine, i promise.❞ 
  65. ❝i just want to hold you.❞ 
  66. ❝you know we belong together. i knew it the first time i saw you, and you know it, too. i know you do.❞ 
  67. ❝could i sit here? all the other tables are full.❞ 
  68. ❝i came here to explain and i’m not leaving until you listening.❞ 
  69. ❝stay alive for me, please.❞ 
  70. ❝i promise.❞ 
  71. ❝you’re the best part of me.❞ 
  72. ❝are you really taking their side against mine?❞ 
  73. ❝i had to see you again.❞ 
  74. ❝help me understand.❞ 
  75. ❝look, i don’t have much time, but i wanted to tell you that i love you.❞ 
  76. ❝no one needs to know.❞
  77. ❝you people are insufferable.❞ 
  78. ❝yes, s/he is.. s/he’s perfect.❞ 
  79. ❝i don’t believe i’ve introduced myself properly. how rude of me!❞ 
  80. ❝may i ask for a name to put to a lovely face?❞ 
  81. ❝just hold me.❞ 
  82. ❝i’m with you, okay? always.❞ 
  83. ❝s/he started it!❞ 
  84. ❝i didn’t realize i needed your permission.❞ 
  85. ❝everyone i’ve loved has either died or left me and i’ll be damned if you name is added to that list.❞ 
  86. ❝how could you let this happen?!❞ 
  87. ❝i’ll be fine love.❞ 
  88. ❝stop worrying so much! i’m grown i can take care of myself!❞ 
  89. ❝if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you’re trying to seduce me.❞ 
  90. ❝i wish i never even met her/him!❞ 
  91. ❝you thought you had a choice?❞ 
  92. ❝i don’t have a choice, [name].❞ 
  93. ❝you’ll do amazing, just like always.❞ 
  94. ❝you’re ridiculously comfortable..❞ 
  95. ❝a little cuddling won’t kill you, i promise.❞ 
  96. ❝i always sleep better when you’re here with me.❞ 
  97. ❝it isn’t up for debate.❞ 
  98. ❝you’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this.❞ 
  99. ❝i can’t do this anymore.. not with you..❞ 
  100. ❝i’ve had a rough day and honestly all i want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with.❞ 

In the Beginning, 4.03

I think what kills me now about this scene is how gentle and kind Mary is. And when she has no idea this is her son. He’s just a random hunter/stranger and she responds to him with compassion. It’s one of the reasons I fell in love with Amy Gumenick’s portrayal of Mary. And it’s one of the reasons I was so let down by the Mary we saw in s12. Where was this compassionate, gentle person? I don’t think we ever really see any trace of her when she returns, and that breaks my heart. 

 goddamn idek what to say about this scene except to repeat every dialogue and continue sobbing because WHAT THE FUCK

























Just Friends

Originally posted by spderman

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader.

Warnings: a lil bit of swearing but nothing really.

A/N: hey why don’t you check up the prompt list and send me your request. It will be a part 2 I swear.

There I was. Facing my locker, trying to find my Spanish book. Suddenly I feel a presence next to me. It was Ned, one of my best friends. I smiled at him. He was the only one who knew about my feelings for Peter. He knew that I was madly in love with his best friend. How couldn’t I? I mean, have you seen him? He’s like a walking work of art. His beautiful brown deep eyes would always search to meet mine. He would hold me in his arms if I was sad. I felt in love with him one night he came to my house. It was around two o'clock in the morning. It was the middle of the night. He was on my window with his blue and red spandex suit. He had been injured and he needed my help. I had known that secret a long time ago, after all we’re best friends. I healed his wounds and he was a good as new but I insisted in him sleeping over. He fell asleep in my arms. In that moment I realized that I couldn’t lose him, otherwise it would be the worst day ever. I remember the way his curls would lay over his face. I remember his skin against my fingers. I remember that day was the day I realized that I loved Peter Parker. Ned was talking to me but I was lost in my mind.

“Um-sorry… What?” I looked at him confused.

“I was talking about the homecoming dance. But I assume that in the moment I mentioned Peter you started daydreaming. Am I right?” He inquired raising an eyebrow.

“Maybe you are. Maybe you aren’t” I smiled playfully.

“Listen. Why don’t you go with Peter to the homecoming dance?” He suggested. Butterflies were bouncing inside my body.

“What?? No way Ned. We’re going as the three musketeers!” I sighly punched his arm.

“It’s that… yesterday he was talking about asking Liz to go to the dance” my heart broke into pieces.

Liz. Ugh. It was everything Peter would talk about. The last months where the Liz months. God. He would only talk about her but never to her. He was a shy cinnamon roll. ‘Oh look how beautiful she looks today’ 'Look at that smile’ 'You wouldn’t believe! She laughed at one of my jokes yesterday’ God I hated her. Peter had just a crush on her. I was in love with him. It was completely different. I was heartbroken every time I saw them talking or laughing.

“Would you just stop daydreaming?” Ned asked.

“God. You’re right. We have to go together or he’ll go with that stupid girl” we saw Peter approaching us.

“Hey look who it is! The missing girl” Peter joked. Every time I saw him with Liz, I had to run away because it was too painful. “So… what were you guys talking about?”

“Homecoming” Ned brought the subject. I wanted to be swallowed by the Earth.

“Do you have a date Pete?” I asked looking at my locker. I had this picture of me and Peter when we were six years old.

“I-I was thinking of inviting Liz. You know… maybe I have a chance"he said and every word was a knife to me.

"I’m pretty sure she’s been already asked. Why don’t you go with Y/N?” My dear god, Ned. Could you be more obvious?

“Y/N and I are just friends. I was hoping that I could be more than a friend to Liz” Okay, my heart couldn’t stand anything else.

“God, Parker. You’re not even friends with her!” I snapped, closed my locker as hard as I could and walked away. Tears were burning my eyes.

Peter knew that I would use his last name only if I was upset. He watched me walking away and did absolutely nothing. His puppy eyes were following me as I passed by all the kids around me. I bumped into someone. It was her. The she-devil. Liz. She placed a piece of her perfect hair behind her ear.

“Oh… I’m sorry Y/N” she apologized with a smiled. I rolled my eyes and walked by her side.

“I bet you are” I said loud enough for her to hear me.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I was heartbroken. I was going home. I took my bike but a figure grabbed me by my arms. It was him. Peter. He had his I’m sorry look. I didn’t want to talk about. Much less with him.

“Move aside, Parker” I demanded. He shook his head.

“Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on with you” I rolled my red fluffy eyes.

“Nothing is wrong. I’m just tired. Let me go. I won’t ask again” I said trying to move but he was too strong for me. Damn it super spidey powers.

“Cut the crap, Y/N. You’ve been avoiding me for several days now. Did I do something? Is this something to do with Liz?” He asked and I looked at him in the eyes so he could see how hurt I was.

“Of course it is something to do with Liz. I’m in love with you Peter Parker. I love you so much it’s killing me. I can’t see you with her. That’s it. I said it. Let me go ”

He removed his hands from me. I couldn’t stop crying. He watched me go home alone and crying. He didn’t care. I got my heart broken by Peter Parker.

Ok cause of all the shit I felt like writing something tonight so here goes..

First off I wanted to show you just the fucking way his eyes follow her, are like locked in on hers for most of this first conversation because man oh man..

Just take a look for a moment at this look throughout the scene, the way his eyes follow her movements perfectly, and tell me what that looks like to you in terms of how he sees her. How he FEELS at that moment. I mean he is locked in on her this whole time. 

This is just some amazing shit here.  But i especially love this one..

(gifs by  kendaspntwd)

that little look up at the end. He really dosen’t look at anyone else like this. Not that i’ve seen. Its part of that amazing chemistry that they have I know. That rare thing you can’t force or create. It’s just there, it happens organically.  And its like in the last one he tries to break the eye contact but can’t and looks back up at her. 

That slight wariness melting into and being overridden by his love for her is beautiful to me. 

He forgives her so quickly just by looking into her eyes and just seeing her, By knowing her. Because he loves her so damn much and having her front of him just.. overwhelms him and he can’t take his eyes off her. 

Tell me again he’s not fucking in love with her. Fight me. 

I think I just killed myself with feels again..

anonymous asked:

I've seen a lot of people pretty upset that Barry is going to be gone, worried he'll be gone forever and so on. Now, don't get me wrong I understand that but the flash comics are so amazing because of the flash family. Plus I am kind of excited about Wally taking up the mantel which I hope they do. At least for a bit. Barry has gotten so broody I hope they use this time in the speed force as a reset for his character. Wally is such a fun Flash I'm excited to see that. If that's what they do.

Hmm… I struggle with this.

“Barry has gotten so broody I hope they use this time in the speed force as a reset for his character” is not a sentiment I can personally jive with.

Barry’s been through hell in the past three years. I get that he’s broody, but he’s… severely traumatized, grieving, full of survivor’s guilt, potentially depressed, and has demonstrated behavior that’s made me think he veers toward suicidal ideation. 

And while that is “broody”… what else is gonna happen to someone who is betrayed by his mentor, gets people killed because of his poor planning, watches his mother die, comes back to stop her killer only to lose and watches a good friend die to save them all, sees a blackhole that is his fault kill another friend of his and likely many other people and causes breeches that bring Zoom to this earth, gets his back broken, thinks a friend has died, gets betrayed again, loses his powers, literally disintegrates, has a good friend get kidnapped and traumatized, watches his father die right when he thought he had some control again, watches himself die (time remnant 1), fucks up the timeline and watches a friend on the verge of death because of his choices (again), fixes the timeline (leaving the one that made him happiest) behind only to find out he’s totally fucked it up and his bff’s brother is dead now, finds out his other good friend has powers that literally fuck with her emotions and moral compass because he messed with her life, and then finds out that because of all this, the love of his life is likely to die (and oh yeah, it’s because he kills her).

Originally posted by parisblakestuff

Like… that isn’t a rant at you. That was me just literally trying to make a small list but it grew and grew and grew accidentally because… damn has he been through so goddamn much?

They all have, and they all deserve space to grieve and heal.

But that was the whole narrative theme of both 3x01 (Flashpoint) and 3x21 (Cause and Effect). They both show ways in which Barry could be happy. One is if he’d never lost his parents and lived this life, so that he’s unburdened by all of this. The other is if he’s… literally unburdened. Without the weight of his memories, Barry is adorably chipper and happy and excited and a lot more like his season-1 self? And some people found that episode to be filler but I think it really hammers this characterization point home: Barry is actively suffering emotionally due to the past three seasons of trauma.

So I’d love to see the Flash family taking off - to see Wally growing into the mantle and to see him and Cisco working together with Iris, to see Caitlin on the fringes finding her own weird way, to see Joe trying to cope but having the love and support of his family. To see them all fighting crime and doing well.

And when Barry comes back into it, I don’t really want him to be plucky and happy again if it means erasing what he’s been through, or hopping him up on a false sense of security (like the speedforce first did when it told him he was special and chosen before his dad died). I want him to have had time and space (and the rest of them too) to cope and heal and to move forward from there, heavy but hopeful, full of smiles but sombre when he needs to be.

I mean… I actually don’t expect him to get there yet. He’s got more growing yet to do. But I just… don’t ever want to “reset” his character. We’ve seen them do that twice already, if only for an episode, and while it was adorable and lovely to see him happy… he deserves to move forward not to be wiped clean.


#that little smile on this face#he has literally never seen a girl like her#he believed in her and she did it!!??!!#look !!! at his face !! he looks so in awe of her#he loves her so damn much i’m??????#and the slow mo like ???? kill me rn#i’m d ead

Father!Jungkook Part Two

Guess who listened to fire literally all day long and still has it stuck in her head oh wait that’s me hi I’m in love 1000/10 boys but onto our lil bby maknae who’s actually not that much of a bby anymore but he’s still a bby at the same time bc he can be so why wouldn’t he be, Jeon Jungkook aka kookie aka seagull aka can we talk for a moment about how he killed that choreography like everyone was doing the most but when kookie was in the middle it was just like damn ight I see you chill a bit bc my heart is fragile rn bc I have orange haired tae breathing down my neck but this is fine thnx for that bts I’m great

  • All of the father related posts are here
  • For everyone that hasn’t read part one, he has two kids
  • A lil boy and a lil girl
  • They’re twins but they do have a few differences besides their genders of course
  • Lil boy looks a lot more like Jungkook
  • They both do of course but he has a lot more similarities than she does
  • She looks a bit more like you, your eyes, your hair color but his hair
  • Okay but have you ever seen kookie imagine a mini him like oh wow
  • His son would look v v similar to his dad, same eyes same nose same smile same jaw same everything
  • He would be tall and broad as fuck and it’s all just kookie
  • He's got a lot of people crushing on him but he’s not really one for dating
  • He ends up dating one of tae’s daughters actually
  • She’s his first (and last) girlfriend bc he never got past the first date 
  • He’s a very sweet boy and charming as fuck when he wants to be but he gets so shy in front of new people when it’s just one on one so most people he dates think he doesn’t like them bc he spends most of his time picking at his food
  • She’s the first person that actually knows him like they grew up together so she knows all of his quirks and he knows hers
  • They’re super cute together btw just gonna throw that out there
  • His daughter is actually the more outgoing one
  • She’s the one that sets up all of his dates
  • She favors Taehyung when it comes to her uncles and he was always the one to take her places when kookie was busy so he kinda shows her a different way of looking at things than kook does
  • She really likes being outgoing but she does have her shy moments when she’s around people she has crushes on
  • She loves experimenting with her hair like she comes home one day with purple hair
  • She and Jungkook have this staring contest where she’s trying to judge his reaction to see if she’s in trouble and he’s wondering if she should be
  • “…I fucking love it”
  • Also piercings are a thing he wants them to be able to express themselves so he lets them get a few
  • Not too many though it’s like only a couple type of thing bc he doesn’t want them to get too many and then regret it later on
  • She has a lil nose stud and a couple in her ear and bby kook has an eyebrow piercing as well as one on his lip
  • They both have lowkey similar styles
  • These kids are Jeons they love their black, their grays, the occasional white but it’s rare to see them in like bright or pastel colors
  • They both love their skinny jeans and boots and t-shirts and Jungkook is more than happy to buy them plenty of all of the above
  • They’re forever together
  • It’s honestly rare to see them apart unless they’re on a date, then they understand that’s alone time that’s not the time to be texting each other and being like wanna get some pizza or something
  • They’re in the same grade and the same classes so they’re always sat right next to each other bc they’re super protective of each other
  • She’s actually more openly protective of him but he does it in a lowkey way
  • Like when she’s talking to crushes he’s just right behind her shaking his head at the crush like mm mm no move along
  • They don’t get into many fights with the other kids but when they do, you can bet anything the other Jeon is gonna be right next to them like want me to fight them I can fight them for you hold my books
  • They still love messing with kookie though
  • They both have his mischievousness and ever since they were barely able to stand they’ve been a team
  • Once they get older he can prank them back and he has years and years of built up pranks that he’s ready to execute
  • Prank wars 24/7 tbh
  • “Hey dad want some jellybeans??”
  • “Last time you gave me a jellybean it tasted like baby wipes”
  • “I’m not dumb enough to do it twice, this one’s lawn clippings just try it”
  • They all love each other v v much though
  • They tease the fuck out of each other but they’re his lil rascals that’s what he calls them his troublemakers
  • Sometimes calls them his lil shits and they just give him that Jeon smile and he’s like ight you know I love you chill with the cuteness
  • He adores them beyond words
  • The first time he sees his children cry, his heart shatters
  • The first one he sees is his son, his lil mini
  • It’d been a hard day at school and he was stressed and tired and frustrated so he went up to room the second he got home
  • Jungkook knows something’s wrong when he won’t even let his sister in like that’s some top level shit
  • He goes in with a tray of brownies bc that’s the only way his son will let him in but once he sees his lil bby boy all teary eyed with the tears still fresh on his cheeks, the brownies are l on g forgotten
  • He just hugs him really really tight and honestly tears up a bit himself bc he never ever wants to see his angels sad
  • They have a really long serious talk and Jungkook makes sure he’s smiling by the end of it and he lets him rant about everything and it’s just a bonding moment for the both of them
  • They move out together
  • They get apartments by their college with their roommates (she rooms with joon’s daughter and he rooms with tae’s son for a while before his lil love moves in with him)
  • Jungkook doesn’t want to admit that he’s upset they’re leaving bc he’s the cool dad he’s the one they can boast about to their friends bc he lets them order pizza at like 3 in the morning
  • They can see straight through him though and they both hug him and are like “we’ll still be your bbys always”
  • That line kinda chokes him up and then he’s just holding onto them super tight and they let him bc honestly they need the hug as much as he does
  • Father!Jungkook is pretty chill and embraces all of their quirks and they’re all v v protective of each other and it’s just a very happy family that sticks together forever

Ok so this is what kills me.. 

That this is the face Daryl sees when she asks that painful question to him.. this face right here..

And he can’t answer… could you looking at her like this? Looking at those eyes so full of tears of  pain and worry.. 

It literally hurts him, the truth that he’s holding on to, and then seeing this.. seeing this face right here. Seeing the pain, the need to be told that yes its ok.  Knowing it would break her heart to know what happened. Everything that happened. Including what happened to him. He is in pain over all of it but  in this moment, all he can see is her and that’s all he cares about. 

I mean is not the most painful heartbreaking thing you’ve ever seen. I mean  how can he look at her and tell her the truth?  He could never deal with seeing her upset like this. Never has been able to. In that moment he he does something so out of character for him. He lies to her.  

(all gifs by wicked-choclatine)

I mean the relief, just the tears of relief are what he wants here. Just to give her that moment, even if deep down she knows he might be lying. It doesn’t matter because for that moment she feels relief. For that moment she’s not worrying herself sick, eating herself up. For that moment she doesn’t have to go out and lose herself comepletely and that is all he wants for her. 

It doesn’t matter to him what kind of pain he’s in, everything he just went through and is just days removed from. All he cares about is her. That just for a moment she can  have a little peace. That he dosen’t have to see that pain on her face cause he can’t deal with it. He loves her so damn much it hurts him to see her in pain. 

She means more to him than anything, so he protects her in every way possible. And in this moments protects her emotionally from the truth, which she will eventually learn but for this moment, she’s blissfully ignorant of. 

This beautiful act of selflessness on his part killed me and is still killing me now. How can anyone say he dosen’t love her more than anything in the world?  

Because he does. Fight me. 

I’m gonna go die now if that’s alright..

Beautiful Creation

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Tony Stark x Sibling!Reader

Words: 722

A/N: decided to hold off on the smut, cause I just wasn’t feeling it.

As requested by anonymous: Can I request a Bucky x reader where reader is Stark’s younger sister and she’s pregnant and Tony calls Bucky into his office for ‘a word’ and all the team can here is YOU GOT MY SISTER PREGNANT?? yes he did Tony yes he did you can add smut in a flashback in or not it’s fine.

When you and Bucky formed a relationship, your older brother, Tony, was not too happy. He wasn’t fond of the fact that you’ve fallen for the guy who killed your parents, well, your adoptive parents. Nonetheless, he was a killer, but as Bucky as well as you have stated, he doesn’t do those things anymore. He was brainwashed. Did he remember his victims? Yes. Every. Single. One. But you saw how guilty he was. You witnessed how it ate him alive, first hand. His screaming. His thrashing. His nightmares. His self-hatred. All of it. It just made you love Bucky even more.

When you found out you were pregnant, you were ecstatic. You’ve never been happier in your entire life. You were especially happy that Bucky took it so well. He was so giddy like a five year old in a candy store. His bright blue eyes shined with excitement.

“I-I just can’t believe it. We’re having a kid! WE’RE HAVING A KID! HOLY CRAP!” He picked you up and spun you around. He set you down and kissed you hard on the lips, “I never thought I’d be happy again.” He whispered. His face broke out into a big, wide smile, “You’ve made me so so happy, Y/N!”

You didn’t want to tell the rest of the team just yet. You wanted to surprise them all at the same time. But, of course, your annoying brother just had to be nosey. He knew you were hiding something. Therefore, he told FRIDAY to snoop around. Your medical files from Doctor Cho popped up on his screen.

He read them over and his eyes widened, “Are you fucking kidding me?! FRIDAY! Call Barnes to my office! NOW!”

You and Bucky were cuddling in your room watching tv. His metal hand mindlessly drawing circles on your stomach. Your quiet time together was then interrupted by FRIDAY.

“Sergeant Barnes, Mr. Stark would like to have a word with you in his office. It’s urgent.”

You groaned, “Perfect timing, Tony,” You mumbled.

Bucky sighed and stood from the bed giving you a quick kiss on the lips, “I’m sure it’ll be quick.” He made his way to Tony’s office with a semi-grumpy expression, “What is it, Stark?”

Tony sat in his chair facing away from Bucky, “FRIDAY, sound proof the room.”

“Yes, Mister Stark.” The female AI voice said, “The room is soundproofed, Mr. Stark.”

“Thanks, FRIDAY.” Tony spun around to face Bucky. Bucky took a step back wary of what Tony might do. Tony took a deep breath, then, “YOU GOT MY LITTLE SISTER PREGNANT?!”

Bucky’s eyes widened, “Woah, wait a minute. How’d you find that out?”

“So it’s true?!”

“Yes, it’s true! But how did you find out? She wanted to tell everyone at the same time!” Tony turned his screen around and showed Bucky the file. Bucky looked at Tony in disbelief, “You snooped?!”

“I knew you two were hiding something from me. I felt it. So, as her older brother, I had to make sure she was being safe and wasn’t doing anything stupid. Clearly, I was right. You were hiding this from me!”

“I can’t believe you, Stark,” Bucky grumbled.

“You just keep ruining our lives, don’t you.”

“Are you serious right now? I didn’t ruin anything!”

“You forced her-“

“I didn’t force her Stark! When are you going to get into your so called ‘marvelous brain’ of yours that I genuinely care about Y/N?! She loves me and I love her! I don’t care what you think of me. I didn’t mean to kill your parents. But I damn well hope you see that I’m not that monster anymore. Y/N helped me see that. And no matter what you say or do, Y/N and I are keeping this baby and we’re going to love the hell out of it.” Bucky stomped out of that room in so much anger. When he entered your room again, he flopped himself into your lap.

You ran your hands through his hair, “Everything okay?”

“Oh yeah. Ya know, just your brother being the typical ass that he is.” Bucky huffed.

“He found out, didn’t he?”


“Had a feeling he would. Whatever though. I love you and our baby.”

Bucky leaned over and kissed your stomach, “And I love you both as well,”

Playing Dangerous

Joker x Reader

Request by Anonymous: you and j had a huge fight and he doesnt want talk to you at all. then you are pretty much begging him to well fuck you but guess what he just wont, then after a lot of begging he finally give up not much happy so that he is super roughly hurting you but you couldnt care less then in the morning you feel all the pain and he feels kinda bad, but I said kinda cause after all he is the joker. thats it, and i really mean it when i say i love your work!!! ur amazing

{A/N} Hope I could make your day with this nonie! Thank you! <3

Warnings: Cursing, smut, a bit of violence and the way I turned Harley into some monster for this I am so sorry.

You chew on your lip slightly as he shouts at you, the violence in his eyes is plain as day as he stares daggers back into the {E/C} pools that lay upon your face.

“Of all people on this great big hunk of earth, Batman?” He questions angrily, pushing all of the papers on his desk off the side, causing them to fly into the air around you. You two decided to stay at the club tonight while J waits for his ‘visitors’ to arrive with some dough they owed him. Tension was already high enough with him between the voices and the waiting, so when he got word through Frosts big mouth that you’d been seeing Batman behind his back, his stress levels only get worse. You jump at his sudden reaction, stepping back and wringing your hands in front of you as you turn around. Your attempt at a slow exit from his office and back into the thriving nightlife of the club was ruined when he opened his mouth again.

“Ya know,” he starts, the fake calm laid thick over his vocal chords, “I thought Harley was a whore, after what she did.. but you? Well.. fuck me..!” he exclaims, causing you to draw into yourself slightly, “for thinking you were better than that!”

Hearing those words spilling from his lips like venom from a snake only angers you, causing you to pull a knife from the lace garter he likes on you so much. You spin on your heel and throw it at him, ultimately missing as you notice him sway to the side. The audible thud rings out in your ears as the silver blade sticks into the wall behind him.

“Don’t you dare compare me to her! I’ve done everything for you! I left friends, family! I’ve killed innocent people, families! In cold blood, just to prove myself to you! To show you that I love you! You have no right!”

“And yet there you were, sweet talkin’ that god damn bat!” He interrupts.

“Whore.” He spits out shortly after. His brashness is something you’re used to when he speaks to everyone else. He has no regard for people’s feelings or how they’d react to his harsh words. He’s insane, and you know this. But even though he often blows up on you for things, whether they’re your fault or not, you’ve never seen him quite like this.

“I wasn’t trying to do anything with him! I was trying to get him to trust me to help you!”

“I didn’t need your help, doll face.” He says, his gritted teeth turning his pet name for you into something of hatred.

He slams his hand against the wall, leaning towards it as his jagged breathing fills the silence between you for a moment. You don’t like the way this is going. Not one bit. You know there’s one surefire way to get him to forgive you. It works every time there’s a disagreement, why wouldn’t it work now? You ponder briefly.

You slink over to his desk, hopping onto it and crossing your legs as you lean on it with one hand. You slide the strap of your {F/C} dress off your shoulder and run a hand back through your {H/C} hair.

“Come on, Mister J, don’t ya want me to make it up to you?” Your tone is sultry and sweet as you coo at him, hoping with all your might that he’ll bite your line.

He stays silent, an audible sigh emits from his chest as he walks past you, carelessly pushing the strap of your dress back onto your shoulder. Your brow furrows and you frown, your abrupt sigh coming off as frustrated.

“No.. come on, talk to me!” You beg, your voice hushed as you sit back up straight.

He walks towards the windowed door back into the club, peering out from behind the velvet curtain at the activity gracing its floors tonight. He sees the dancers, grinding against each other.. the patrons, drunk and sweaty, throwing dollars at the dancers and touching the girls that came to find a good time for the night when they were done at the club.

You shift closer to the corner of his desk, shrugging out of your strap again and scanning for something to throw at him to catch his attention. Your fingers lightly graze over papers that didn’t manage to zip through the air, stray pencils, pens, two tumblers from the whiskey you poured yourselves before the bad news.. the bottle! You think, picking it up. He was going to kill you if you wasted this $350 bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label, even if it wasn’t the most expensive liquor he kept on hand and it was stolen, but it was worth it to get him to talk to you, no matter the consequences.

You take a deep - but quiet - breath as you reel your hand back, throwing the bottle with all the power in you, aiming it next to him.

The sound of the bottle shattering and the amber liquid splashing from it next to him jolted J out of his self-inflicted trance. His eyes were wide and full of fire as he saw the bottle’s remnants scattered across the floor. He turns to you with fury radiating from his entirety.

An unhinged smile places itself upon his lips as he starts stepping closer to you.

“Ya really want a reaction from me, {Y/N}? Really, really, really, really?”

You gulp, you can’t hide the sudden fear in your eyes, but this is what you want after all.. You spread your legs on the edge of the desk, nodding in his direction as you now let your fingers trail along the inside of your thigh, teasing him with what he could be having.

“C'mon daddy.. You can’t stay mad at me..” you purr, a pang of hope settling in your stomach as he stands directly in front of you.

His hands immediately move to grip into your thighs, causing you to inhale sharply. He’s always rough with you, but the look in his eyes and the roughness of his hold on you feels different this time.

He stays silent again, and you can see the color changing on your {S/C} skin where his fingers are digging into you. He pushes your legs shut, turning around and scanning the floor in disgust, stepping onto the shards of glass. The cracking noise dancing against the quiet thudding of the music outside of the room driving you insane.

You huff, standing up and shaking your hair out again, preparing for a second attempt at seduction. You step behind him, running your {F/C} fingernails against the fabric of the white dress shirt on his back, sliding your hand over his holster and to his arm. You wrap your fingers around it, and he yanks his arm away. Defeated, you pull his shoulder back, causing him to turn to face you. Your have no other option than to beg now.

“Don’t you wanna fuck your little girl, J?” You ask with a frustrated pout. “Please..? You know I’m not gonna stop asking.. Just fuck me..!” Your voice sounds as though you’re about to cry, only furthering his anger with you.

He rolls his eyes and snarls, his lips revealing the silver teeth behind them as he clenches his jaw. You feel the gruffness of his tattooed hands pushing against your shoulders, giving you no time to react as you find yourself stumbling backwards onto the desk. His hand slides across the desk behind you and a glass of whiskey hits the floor as he leans into you, his fingers tangling into your hair and pulling your head back as he stares into your eyes. His touch is now on your inner thigh, sliding up slowly toward your essence as he continues to keep his eyes on yours. There’s that wicked grin again..

“It’s a reaction you’ll get then, honey.” He growls as he presses his hand onto the nape of your neck, digging his nails into it and slowly dragging his hand down your back. You wince slightly as his lips press onto yours. His kiss was suffocating as you returned it. I’m off the hook, you think as you lift the arm you were leaning on to wrap it around his neck. In a rugged haste, he yanks it away, gripping into your side as he unzips your dress. You whimper slightly at the pain of his fingertips already bruising your flesh, but getting exactly what you want means more in this moment than the pain he’s causing you.

J slides the dress off of your frame, licking his lips as he does so. “Mmm…” he groans, his eyes studying your {B/T} figure, pleased at what he sees. He tosses the dress aside, shoving you back down onto the desk with ease. Your head bounces off of it slightly, and even though the pain radiates along your back and shoulders, you can’t help but moan.

“Oh.. yeah..!” He says, a hint of what sounds like excitement tapping into his voice. “Tell daddy how much you like when he, thrashes you around!” He undoes his belt, looking at you as rage courses through his veins and vexation gleams through his blue eyes.

“Who do you belong to, {Y/N} Who owns you?” He demands, whipping his belt off from around his waist and snapping it above you, positioning his muscular frame between your legs.

“You..” you whimper, only slightly terrified now. He wouldn’t.. really hurt me.. would he? The thought fills your head, and suddenly you feel the cold side of the leather against your mouth as he sways over you, holding it down on either side of your head.

That’s right… Now tell me, why.” He prods, only slightly lifting the belt from over your mouth to hear what he’s been dying to come from your lips since he heard of your outings.

“Because I’m your.. your favorite little fuck toy..” You moan softly, the suspense of his caving killing you.

Your eyes remaining locked on each other’s heighten the tension between you, a grin slides across your features, and you reach to slide your fingers across your own sex. He slaps your hand away, slamming the bone of your wrist against the hard desk as he shakes his head.

Nah-ah-ah.. I’m the only one who gets to touch you there, baby doll.”

“Give it to me then, Mister J.. I’m beggin’ you..”

He trails the end of his belt along your skin. In a flash, your bra and panties are being ripped off of you and you and sit up slightly to undo his pants, sliding everything down with them. Seeing his taut length made your mouth water, and your entrance wetter.

J grabs you up into his arms as though you were being ripped away from him as he slides his shaft into your core. A loud, lengthy moan escapes your chest as you clutch onto his back, his body rubbing lustfully and hatefully against your skin, exhilarating every sense in you. Everywhere he touches leaves a tingling trail.

His tight, possessive grip on you would be excruciating if the euphoria he was inflicting on you wasn’t hazily clouding over it. The anger he holds only makes him tougher on you, yanking your hair back as he trails hard bites on your neck, leaving traces of blood down to your breasts. You try to pull away from his grip, but his hand connects with your ass as he pushes himself deeper into you as far as he can with a moan. “You feel so fucking good..” You catch him saying between breaths.

His grunting gets louder, only matching the loud screams coming from you now. It doesn’t cross your mind that anyone close to the door could possibly hear you. It never bothered you before anyway- you’re almost sure thats the only reason your neighbors know either of your names.

“Oh fuck..” you mumble under your breath, over and over again. You wrap your legs around his waist and he takes the opportunity, quickly picking you up. His muscles bulge around you as he turns around and slams your back against the wall. A sharp exhale from the pain is quickly mulled by a hand on your neck as he thrusts into your soaked center even harder.

“{Y/N}… Come on.. Cum for daddy, baby..” he demands in a growl, needing you to reach your climax before he reaches his own. Your fingers dig into his back, and you feel the pop of his skin breaking as you slip into your sweet, sweet desires. Your throbbing around his rigid member pushes him over the edge, and your hands grab desperately onto the sides of his face as you watch his reaction the best you can, relishing in every moan and groan he can manage.

His weight against your frame as he pins you to the wall is satisfying. His thrusts grow slower and slower until he can tear himself away from you again, pulling out of your wetness and setting you down with a thunk.

“Happy?” He asks, but his tone makes it sound more like a statement.

He’s still mad at me… You slide your back down against the wall as you sit, naked and utterly exhausted. His hair is a mess and the parts of his body that are showing still manage to arouse your senses again. You close your eyes for just a moment, panting heavily as he gets redressed. We’ll go for round two if I play my cards right, you think to yourself.

Black faux goose-down comforters and pillows surround your face as your mascara smeared eyes reopen slowly. A sharp inhale leaves your lipstick stained lips as you realize you’re not where you fell asleep last night. You jolt upward, suddenly cringing in pain. An involuntary inhale draws in between your gritted teeth. It hurts just to move, and you’re still trying to put the pieces together.

“That’s gotta hurt,” his voice rings out from the adjoining master bathroom. He must’ve heard your whimpering while you tried to recall just what he did to make you feel this way now. He steps out and walks over to your side of the bed.

See what I have to do when you let a stupid bat ruin my fun? Play with my toys?” His face is stone cold before a red smile cracks along it.

You frown, shaking your head as you stand by the truth. “It was nothing with him.”

His fingers trace along the dark purple and blue bruises that grace your {S/T} skin, putting pressure on ones he particularly liked giving you. His smile twitches as he watches you flinch and place a hand over the one on your neck that his finger had just touched. Your groan is collective from his aggravating the bruise and the movement of your arm.

“You shouldn’t have seen him, at all,” he states, clearing his throat, “Or you wouldn’t end up looking like a fucking leopard.”

He wasn’t sure about the stirrings happening in his inner workings. The voices were all laughing now, praising him for a job well done on you. But he felt something, seeing you this way.

“I could have killed you.” His tone is harsh, as though overcompensating for whatever softness that was running through his emotional wiring. Or lack thereof, really.

“I’m sorry,” you say quietly, noticing the change in his demeanor.

The night you just had was amazing on your end of things, but you hadn’t realized the damage he was truly causing on you from his own rage. Caught up in the heat of the moment, you didn’t really care. You lift a hand to cover your body with the comforter, wincing again at the pain.

“Ugh.. Shit..” you mutter, “I’m not moving until it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Well,” he turns around, running a hand back through his green hair as what could’ve possibly been the beginning of guilt fades, “take a coupl'a Advil honey, we got work to do.” He says, eliciting a huff from you.

He cocks his gun, turning back to you with a large grin. “Those mother fuckers didn’t show last night, so it’s time to bring the circus to them.”

Marcel was right about everything. They always put their family first. And Elijah had the audacity to sit there and say “you’re our family Marcel.” Fuck off Elijah. Davina was his family. Elijah doesn’t even know what family is. Does he even remember Kol? Nope. Did Freya or Elijah even think of him what they destroyed her. Or Marcel’s heart. They PICK who they care about:

Elijah cares about Klaus and Rebekah most. Now Freya even though he’s known her for five minutes. They never actually cared about Finn or his feelings. And they’ve always thought of Kol as a wild animal that needs to be put down. They’re disgusting.

Klaus does care but he’s selfish. They put their family and their powers/strengths before everyone else. He not only killed Elena but Jenna so he could be a hybrid. How many others? He turned against all of Rebekah’s loves including Marcel. He loves Marcel when it’s convenient.

Don’t even get me stated on Freya. Sorry you were taken, but don’t come in here acting like you run things lady. Davina will always be the better witch and I wish she had taken you down.

Cami would’ve been ashamed of all of them. Especially Klaus. She loved Davina.

And Davina (I get choked up), why just why? They kill her so brutally to rip her soul apart? She cared about her family and yet helped that damn Mikaelson family more times than I can count. She deserved so much more. I know she won’t be back. The spoilers hinted as much and even if she gets a beautiful goodbye with Kol next episode, it’ll never be enough. It’ll never do her justice. Not even if she takes the ancestors down. Why can’t they have one person be happy? Davina’s story has never been happy, well not before Kol. She made him a better man… Someone he wanted to be. And he taught her so much… How to trust and open her heart. That life wasn’t truly ugly. What in the hell kind of message is this? All Julie Plec is doing is repeating herself:

• Davina suffering
• Davina happy for a moment
• Mikaelson’s hurt Davina
• Davina killed
• Davina resurrected
• Davina suffering
• Have bad Kol
• Bring Kol back
• Witch Kol
• Kol falls in love
• Kill Kol
• Reunion Kolvina
• Bring back Kol
• Make Kol bloodthirsty again
• Kills Davina
• Reunion Kolvina
•Kill off a powerful witch again
• Make Kol bad again

………. Seriously? I could write a better plot line.

And Hayley do you really not even care about Davina at all? You go hug Elijah? I used to ship them but ugh. Forget it.

I can’t stand Elijah anymore.

At a time I thought he was the honorable one. No, he’s the real monster. Who wears a suit. He back stabs you after you have his trust.

At least Kol was out in the open with what he did.

Marcel you deserve so much more. Take down this family and then move on with your life. Far far away.

The Mikaelson’s really are cursed. And I can’t stand the lot of them.

*Slow clap The Originals writers* you really fucked up this time.


Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji

Hannah Anafeloz / Luka

(I might get hate for this but I don’t care) I have to ask, why do so many people hate Hannah? Before I join the Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji fandom, every fan I ask, they ALL said “Hannah is a slut” and “she a bitch” or “she’s a heartless monster” or something along those lines. I learned she was a demon so for a while I thought “Wow…she must be a monster.” So went I go to season 2…well I was confuse about Hannah, she didn’t seem to be anything that I was told. Yes, some scenes with her were… odd. Truth be told I like her better than Grell. For a while I feel bad for her, I mean she got her eye rip out of her head, for heaven’s sake. When I got to this scene where she tells Alois that’s she’s his ‘brother’. The flashback scene kills me every time, she learns to love Luca. He became precious to her. (I still cry over this Damn scene every time) she cried over some kid that she knew for a short time. And that love she had for Luka, it went to Alois, and she love him just as much, maybe more.

So I really want to know. Why do so many people hate her?


So here it is!!!
I just want to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to gleefinn hope you have an amazing day!! You’re beautiful! Xxx

Part 8 of Out Of Bounds


“Hi beautiful.” A rough voice spoke. My eyes fluttered open and I witnessed, beautiful green eyes gazing at me. His lips curved into a smile and held my hand.
Who was this guy? Why was he here?
“Who are you?” My voice quivered. I pulled away and began to panic.
I screamed for help, hoping someone heard.
“Y/n please. You know me! Please try to remember. I’m jensen. The father of your child!” His eyes pleading for hope. My child? What did he mean?

“I-I don’t know who you are. Please leave!” I yelped.
“Nurse! Dad! Someone!” I began to hyperventilate.

“Y/n, please. Don’t do this. I love you!” I watched as the security pulled the stranger out from my room. My dad reached to my side in confusion.

“It’s ok.” He said as he wrapped his arms around me.
Jensen, was crying out begging for me to stop. But how can I stop when I don’t know who he is?
“Y/n please!” His voice fainted.

My head was spinning. What was going on?


“Sir she had a head injury. Her memory must have been lost. We won’t know when she will get them back, if she ever does that is.” The doctor said as he frowned and placed a hand on my shoulder.
“What do you mean if she ever does!?” I grunted.
“She has to remember. She just has to.”
The doctor nodded and smirked. “All we can do is hope.”

Hope?! That’s all he can say? Fuck this.

I decided to wait in the waiting room in hope that Lexi or James will come out so I can talk to them. How can y/n not remember?

My heart felt like it sunk to the pit of my stomach and a lump began to form in my throat. Making it unbearable to breathe. Why did this have to happen?


“Hi sweetheart.” My dad moved my hair away from my face.
“W-was he telling the truth? Do I have a baby?” I hesitated. Scared of what the answer was.
My dad frowned and pulled up a chair.
“Yes, you do.” He glanced at my belly and smiled. “A baby boy.”

How could this be? The last thing I remember was getting ready for school. My first year of college. And it was going great. So how could this happen?!

“I-I need some sleep. This is too much to take in.” I mumbled.
My father sighed but then left the room immediately. Making the machines echo.

So if I’m pregnant then that man, was he my boy friend? Who was he?
I closed my eyes and dozed off.
Falling into complete slumber.


There he was. Standing outside of his car. He smiled at me and started toward me.
“Hi!” The tall man muttered. His toned arms caressed my body and his scent became the only thing I breathed.
“H-hi jensen!” I returned the hug feeling his biceps through his thin t-shirt.
“I’m actually taking JJ ice skating. Care to join?” He asked nonchalant. My mouth curved up into a smile and I nodded. Jensen came over to the side of his car and opened the door for me.
I could feel my heart begin to pace as my hand gradually grazed against his.

We finally appeared at the ice rink and Jensen pulled JJ up to his side. Then all of a sudden we were on the ice.
JJ was giggling outrageously as jensen held her hand and skated. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. His face lightened up every time he watched her laugh. It was heartwarming.

He made a round and skated by my side. I clenched on to the side, scared of falling on my face.
“Come on!” He said and reached his hand out toward me. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. I placed my hand into his and we were off. With JJ on his other hand, we were skating and laughing together. It was the perfect setting.

JJ sat on the bleachers as jensen and I were about to leave the ice. His hand still gripping on to mine. I tripped over my foot and fell, dragging jensen along with me.
His laughter echoed through my ears, almost like a melody.
“You ok?” Jensen asked as he moved my hair from my eyes.
It made my stomach flutter and shot a chill through out my body.

My eyes shot open and the light blinded me for a moment. I sat up in the bed and saw Lexi standing next to me.

“It was just a dream?” I mumbled to myself.
“What?” Lexi exhaled.
“Uh nothing. What’s up?” I said. Trying to ignore the dream.

“I brought your books!” She gestured toward her bag.

I couldn’t focus. Especially after the news, and the dream. Why was I having a dream about a man I don’t even know?


I sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel.
I was exhausted from the crying and overwhelmed by the incident.
There was a slight knock on my window.

“Hey, just going to sit in there all day?” Jared chuckled to himself.
“Sorry.” I mumbled as I got out of my car. Jared’s smile flipped to a stern line.
“What happened?” He whispered.
We walked to the hood of my car and sat down.
“She doesn’t remember me man. She saw me and didn’t know who I was.” I felt myself choke up and tears began to well up.

Jared sighed. “I’m sorry dude.” He placed his hand on my shoulder.
“I don’t know what to do man. I thought finally we could be together, be happy. Then she gets into a car accident. And now.” My tears streamed down my face. “Now she doesn’t remember me.” Pain struck through me making it unbearable.
How was I going to get her back? How was this ever going to get better?


It’s been a few weeks since I was discharged from the hospital. And I’ve also continued having dreams about that jensen guy.
It was always different. Just last night I had a dream about us having sex in his room. But why? Why is this happening.

I was sitting in Starbucks rummaging through my notes, trying to study for my finals.
“Here you go miss.” My eyes shot up to the gentle voice.
“Oh I didn’t order anything?” I said, as my breath hitched to the back of my throat as I realized how attractive this man was. He was tall and lean, clean cut and short black hair. He flashed a smile at me, making me blush.
“I know. I bought it for you.” He chuckled. His brown eyes were beautiful.
“T-thank you.” I stuttered.
“Zach.” He reached his hand out.
“Y/n.” I muttered.

“So this is going to sound weird but” he paused and adjusted his apron. “I’ve seen you here almost everyday, and I was just wondering if you ever wanted to go out sometime?”
I was taken back. My stomach fluttered. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out.
“Right sorry of course you don’t want to.”
“No I mean yes I would like that.” I stammered. Zach giggled and and nodded.
“Zach! Your break is over!” Our heads snapped back at the employee.
“I have to go. Pick you up tonight?”
“Yeah. I’ll meet you here.”
“Cool. See you at 8.” He winked then went back to work.
My mind was swirling with emotions. I was on a high.
I was going on my first date in months. Or was it years?


I was so nervous. I made Lexi come over to help me get ready. We decided on a red dress that fit my curves perfectly. Lexi picked out the perfect black heels and curled my hair for me.
“You look amazing.” She breathed.
I didn’t look at my reflection until I was completely done. And what I saw made me incredibly happy.

“I’m so excited!” I blurted out. Lexi smiled and handed me my coat.
“Go before you’re late! I’ll be here when you get back!”
She paused.
“Don’t mention the baby thing. And the car accident. At least on the first date.” She exhaled.
Right. My life was turning in a different direction. With this baby growing inside of me. Though, I felt close to him already.

I walked off toward Starbucks to meet Zach. I was humming to myself minding my own business.
“Y/n!” A little girl yelled behind me. I whipped around and my eyes widened as I saw the little girl from my dream. She ran straight to me and wrapped her tiny arms around my legs.
“I miss you.” She muttered.
“JJ!” A man yelled. JJ? Wait how did he know her name from my dream? Was it even a dream?

It’s the man from the hospital. It was jensen. He stopped running and stood in disbelief. His eyes looked me up and down and one hand on the back of his neck.
He began walking toward me.
“Y/n.” His voice was smooth. And his eyes softened.
My breath escaped and my chest tightened.
“H-hi.” I stuttered.
Jensen picked JJ up and swung her over his hip.
“Sorry about JJ. She has been asking about you a lot lately.” He paused, his eyes wide. “I-I mean well you know.” He hesitated.
He looked me up and down and returned his gaze back up to my eyes immediately.
“You look great.” He said then quickly cleared his throat.
“We uh have to go. Goodbye y/n.” Before I could speak, he left with JJ. Leaving me aghast.

“Y/n hey you ready!” Zach yelled after me.
“Oh y-yeah I am.” I said. He gestured for me to lead the way.


I placed JJ in her car seat and closed her door.
“Y/n hey you ready!” I heard a faint voice. My head snapped back toward y/n and there he was. A young fellow wrapping his arms around her. I felt a chill vibrate through my body. I tried to keep my composure even though every inch of me felt like it was going to collapse.
God she looked beautiful. I haven’t seen her since the night at the hospital. But there was never a day where she wasn’t on my mind. I miss her so damn much. Why did any of this have to happen. And who is this guy? Please don’t tell me she’s with him.
Tears began to well up.
She looked so happy with him and it killed me. I’m not the reason she smiled anymore. He is. I’m not the one she loves anymore. And it created a sharp pain in my chest. I felt pure pain and i couldn’t shake it off.
“Uh fuck.” I grunted through my teeth. I hated this. I just want y/n.


“You look beautiful.” Zach whispered as he reached his hand out for mine. Zach took me out to a nice restaurant. And he looked handsome as well. He wore dark blue jeans with a grey button up shirt with his sleeves rolled up, exposing his tattoos. And may I say I wanted to drool.

The waiter walked by with a bottle of wine.
He poured the wine in our glasses then disappeared.
Zach raised his glass, “to a beautiful night.” He winked. I reached for my glass, but of course I knocked it down and got it everywhere.
Zach laughed as he grabbed his napkin from his lap.
“I’m so sorry!” I exclaimed, feeling so embarrassed.
He flashed me a smile and shrugged his shoulders. “It’s ok.”

Our food came and we began to eat. We talked about everything and anything. It was pretty great.


Zach walked me to my door. Well my dad’s door. His house was closer compare to my apartment. He leaned in and pressed his chapped lips onto mine.
But something wasn’t right. I didn’t feel anything. Which was strange since I was so attracted to him.
Zachs lips parted from mine and he smiled. “I had a great night.” He whispered.
“Me too.” I tried to smile. Zach pecked my lips one last time then left.
“What is wrong with you?” I whispered to myself. I walked inside the house and placed my purse down. As I began walking upstairs I felt something move inside of me. I stopped and shot my head down.
My baby boy was moving inside. It was a weird but an amazing sensation and all I could do was smile. I may not know how I got pregnant, but I loved him.

I walked in my room and turned the light on. It’s been a while since I’ve been in here.
I walked over to my bed and laid down. Today was the most I’ve done since the accident and it honestly made me exhausted.
I turned to my side and heard paper crinkle under my pillow. I pulled out the piece of paper and opened it up.

Last night was the best night of my life. But also the worst. I have never felt so guilty in my life. I wish things were different. But there’s one thing I’m not sorry for, and that’s being in love with you. I’ve been in love with you since the day we went ice skating. That’s when I realized you were all I wanted. I just hope you know that I don’t regret anything we’ve done. I especially don’t regret making love to you last night.
But unfortunately, you’re still married. So I need to keep my distance or else I won’t be able to stop myself from falling even more in love with you. I respect you and daneel too much.
But just know, if things were different or you and daneel split up, Id be with you in a heartbeat. I love you. Jensen. So damn much.
Y/f/n y/l/n

My eyes widened as I read each word. My head began to spin and I felt light headed. I dropped my head to the pillow and jensens face and body and his laughter flashed in my head. Like a movie.
Daneel and JJ and everything else flashed as well.
I blinked my eyes continuously but it was no use, every word repeated.
Then it was quiet.
“I remember.” I whispered to myself.

Felt like drawing a fluffy Sans mulling over Reader. That last kiss they shared just killed me 0_0 and I’m not sure if you answered this but when Reader rested her head on Sans chest there was a hum..is this the equuivalent to the “thump thump?” And can reader feel it???

(submitted by @thejinichan)

Poubelle: AHHHHH SO FUCKIN CUTE. LOOKIT HOW BASHFUL HE IS OMFG. ADORABLE. I love this so much he looks so damn cute <3

As for the hum: “If you listened closely you could also hear a soft hum, almost like static, accompany the rise and fall of his breathing. You wondered if that was his magic.” (ch. 20) that’s all the info the reader has that :) 

But yes, thank you so much for the fanart I loveeeee it HE’S SO CUTE I’M DEAD <3<3<3

You. (Dean X Reader Soulmate AU)

Short Story Description: Set in supernatural universe. You wake up one day, with no memory or knowledge as to how you got in the middle of a forest. All you know is youre a hunter and a good one. Almost getting killed, however, leads to you meeting the boys. Dean, instantly, feels different with you as you feel different with him. You fall in love, and knowing you have the name ‘Dean’ on your wrist calms you. But without being able to tell Dean your name, you panic. Little did you know, Dean already knows your name.

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

Characters: Dean, Bobby, Reader, slight mention of Castiel

Warnings:Bit of angst, fluff, and actually happiness

Word Count: 2296

A/N: So so so sorry I took a while to write chapter six ! Its been a tiring week and also, I couldn’t think. Here’s a sorta filler chapter but its kinda cute all in all. Big big shout out to my dearest best friend. @spn-mudkip @spn-mudkip @spn-mudkip

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Chapter 6

“OK, tell me the three most interesting things about you.” Dean looked at you as if you had just asked him to strip naked in the diner.

“Why ?”

“Well, if you want to know me, I have to know you.” You giggled as you put a fry into your mouth. Dean looked at you for a moment and then sighed.

“Fine, well, ” he hesitated.

“If its too hard, you don-”

“No sweetheart, I’m trying to think of the most interesting, calm down now.” You smirked and ate another fry. He seemed very lost in thought. You almost thought he burned his brain at how long it took him to come up with an answer. “Ok, well, I like frisky woman.” You sneered and threw a fry at him. “If I wasn’t a hunter, I’d probably be a fisherman, reeking of fish scent, and I am afraid of flying, like planes.” You laughed at the last one. He mocked you and made a face. “Like if your not scared of anything ?”

“Well, there’s one thing.”

“And what’s that ?” You could hear the flirtatious words softly come out of his mouth. You looked at him and smirked.

“You’ll find out later, big boy.” He looked at you and clenched his jaw.

“Well, that’s not fair, is it sweetheart ?”

“Hey, I didn’t tell you to blurt out your fears, I said tell me interesting things, but I’m not gonna lie, your fear of planes, quite interesting indeed.” You laughed even more which made him blush a deep shade of red. “It’s ok, big boy. It’s just me.” You smiled and shyly reached out and grabbed his hand. What you didn’t know was the sparks you started inside of Dean. The fire of passion you ignited. He knew it would be very hard for him to let you out of his sight for one second. He wanted to protect every inch of you. He felt so nervous with you. He couldn’t pinpoint why. He never got nervous with woman, never. He was always smooth and always knew what to say. But with you, he lost all his words. He couldn’t think straight, all he could think about was you. You lightly squeezed his hand and slowly pulled back. You went back to eating, oblivious to Dean’s staring. He stared at you like as if you were gonna disappear any second. You felt a blush slowly rise in your cheeks. You certainly weren’t used to this kind of attention.


Goddamn. She makes me feel happy. I never thought I’d feel this way for a girl. She may be my soulmate, but even if she wasn’t, I knew I’d feel the same. She’s different. As she grabbed my hand, I couldn’t help but panic completely inside. She was grabbing my hand. I felt like a little kid at an amusement park. The joy, the excitement, the feeling of exhilaration inside. She gave me all that, with one touch. God, she drove me crazy, with passion. Maybe all the talk about soulmates was true. The sparks. The nervousness. The jolts of joy. The fact that I felt whole around her. I never thought I could be happy. I don’t deserve it. I’m worthless. But she, god, she makes me feel like, maybe I’m just slightly, worth it. She makes me feel new. Sure, I’ve known her for a couple of days. But man, if this is only a couple of days, imagine a whole month ? A year ? I wish I could have wishful thinking but sometimes, it could break you inside. I’ll hope for the best. Maybe, just maybe, I shouldn’t bring this on her. The burden I am. Maybe it’ll burn her inside with regret and pain. That’s all I’ll bring to the table. What if I kill her inside with my idiotic self ? She doesn’t deserve trash like me. She deserves the best damn man that was ever born. She deserves someone who can love her so much, who could protect her, bring her happiness instead of worry, someone who could really be the one thing in her life to make her be even better, which I doubt. Maybe the universe made a mistake. Maybe Castiel is her chance at happiness. Castiel is an angel, for godsakes. I’m just a broken bitter human. He could be her everything. All I bring is pain. I’m an asshole to think I could be the one for her. I don’t have a shot. I would hurt her, and that’s the last damn thing I would ever do. If I know I’ll hurt her, I’ll keep my distance. It’ll kill me inside, but she’ll be safe. She’ll be safe from the agony I bring. She’ll live and be the beautiful girl I see in front of me.

“Dean ? Dean.” I slowly came back to reality to realize I had completely lost focus from reality into my thoughts.

“Yes ? Uh, I’m s-sorry. I got lost in thought.”

“I know.” She giggled. God, her laugh was beautiful. It was mesmerizing. It made me smile.


“You don’t have to apologize. I was just worried for a sec.”

“Why’s that ?”

“Thought your brain fried up.” She smirked and flashed me a smile. Her sense of humor, I like it.

“Ha, ha, very funny.” She giggled at my remark and I couldn’t help but join her. Her laugh was going to be the damn death of me.


After you an Dean had finished eating and talked for what seemed like hours, you slowly walked to the impala. You couldn’t stop smiling. Dean made you laugh, he made you smile. He made you feel different. As you rode in the impala with AC/DC softly playing in the back, you slowly started to drift off into sleep.

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Laughing. That’s all you could here. It made you smile inside. A warmth, a feeling of joy. It had been a few years since you genuinely laughed. Opening your eyes to the warm summer heat, you saw Bobby in front of you. He dragged you out of the house. He knew you had been couped up enough. Before you were driving to wherever Bobby wanted to take you, he went evil. You knew he was trying to bribe you out. He went for your weakness. Chocolate red velvet cake. The smell overwhelmed the house. The sweet scent found a way into your room making you smell the air like a starving puppy. You stood up and ran to the kitchen to find a beautiful cake sitting inside the oven. You were about to go and pull it out of the oven when Bobby smacked you with an oven mitt. “Uh, uh, uh, not touching.”

“Bobby, why do you make me suffer ?”

“You can have your cake, idjit, on one condition.”

“And what would that be ?” You crossed your arms and stared him down.

“We go out. We get out of this house.”

“And go where ?”

“Its a surprise. Take it or leave it.” You thought about it. It had been almost 7 months since you left the house. Maybe you did need a good day out.

“OK.” Bobby smiled happily. He took out the cake and you immediately grabbed a fork and started to eat. It was warm.

“Woah, savage, save some.” You laughed at Bobby’s comment and moved a few inches over so he could eat with you.

As you were driving with your window down, you couldn’t help but feel good inside. It had been such a long time since you felt that way. Bobby began to drive slower and then pulled the car to the side of the road.

“Bobby, if you’re gonna kill me, give me a minute to run at least.” He laughed at your comment and grabbed a tie from his pocket.

“Put this on your eyes. I really want this to be a surprise.” He handed you the blindfold and you stared at him. You hesitated, but finally, you wrapped it around your eyes. You felt the soft breeze when Bobby made hand motions in front of your face, causing you to smile.

“I’m trusting you Bobby. However, if you kill me, I’m haunting you.” He laughed again. You felt the sudden purr of the engine turn on again, and the slight movement of the car getting back on the road. About twenty minutes had passed by and you started to wonder what was this surprise Bobby had. You moved your hand around the door, looking for the window roller. Once you found it, you rolled it, your window slowly going down. You stuck a bit of your hand outside and felt a soft, wet wind. It smelled of water and salt.


“What ?” You were now very curious.

“Are we were I think we are ?” Bobby didn’t answer you. A smile began to form on his face, seeing you couldn’t contain your excitement. He parked the car and walked to your door. He helped you step out. Once he locked the car, he grabbed your arms and guided you. You heard beautiful sounds you had always wanted to hear. The floor that you were walking was no longer solid. It made you wobble the whole way. Bobby stopped you and made you take off your shoes and socks. It was a very weird request but once you took off your sock and put your foot down, the cool sensation of sand was soothing. You quickly removed your other shoe and sock and dug your feet into the cool sand. You couldn’t contain your excitement anymore. You took off the tie around your eyes and saw the most beautiful thing in front of you. The soft waves and the warm blue were as breathtaking as you could’ve imagine. You hugged Bobby and ran towards the sea. You stopped right at the line where the sea stopped touching the shore. You took a step and the water grazed your foot softly. You couldn’t help it anymore. You took off your jacket and you put your phone inside it and ran about 10 feet away from the ocean and placed them on the floor. You instantly ran back and straight into the ocean. It was freezing cold but you didn’t care. You kept running into the ocean until the water was reaching your belly button. You closed your eyes tightly and quickly threw yourself under. You rose up, soaked head to toe, smiling the entire time. This was everything you had always wanted. Everything you had wished for. To touch the ocean, be inside of the water, it was everything you had ever wanted in life. You were happy, genuinely happy. You started to cry. You were that happy. You walked out of the ocean and ran towards Bobby giving him a really tight hug. He saw that you were crying and he hugged you tighter. “You OK ?”

“Yeah Bobby,” you laughed softly. “I am. Thank you.”

“For what ?” You let go slowly of your tight embrace and looked at him, with your big watery puppy eyes.

“Everything, Bobby. God, I am so grateful. Thank you. You’re my family. Were a big bag of idjits.” You laughed and Bobby laughed with you. He gave you a soft bump on the shoulder.

“Your not so bad yourself. You make a good daughter.” You smiled at the word daughter. Bobby considered you his daughter. That was one of the biggest things ever. It was very important to you. He was your only family.

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The bumps from the car startled you awake. You noticed you still haven’t got to the bunker. You watched as Dean drove with a smile on his face. He hadn’t noticed you woke up, so you tried a little sneaky trick. You pretended to move a bit in your sleep. You moved more until you fell onto Dean’s lap. You laid your head softly on his thigh. It was more comfortable than you expected.

“(Y/n) ? (Y/n) ?” You heard Dean whisper your name. You didn’t move. Your heard him sigh a bit. It sounded as though he was relieved ? And then you felt a few calloused fingers slowly brush against your arm which made you stiffen and get chills all over your body. You felt them slowly trail up until they were in your hair. They slowly moved and massaged your head. It was such a great feeling. Suddenly, you felt the fingers slowly move down to your cheek. They traveled and explored your face. First, they slowly touched your lips, following the curves and the shape of them, giving you goosebumps, causing all your hairs to stand on end. Then they slowly moved to the curve of your nose. It tickled, and made a sneeze unfortunately, come out, which made Dean jump. You tried to act as if you were still asleep. 5 minutes passed and his fingers slowly found their way to the bridge of your nose. They slowly traced up to your eyes. They touched your eyelashes tenderly. The fingers slowly moved down again to your lips as if they were their favorite part. They traced and traced the outline of your lips. And slowly, they moved down to your neck and pulled all of your hair back, revealing your face into the moonlight. They slowly rubbed your neck, causing you to smile. You decided you wanted to tease Dean. As he kept rubbing your neck and moving to your shoulders, you let a soft moan escape your lips. “Dean.” You moaned his name. Which by the way his fingers wrapped harder around your shoulders, proved effective.

This was the beginning of something good.

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Just a Little Bit of Your Heart.

A/N - I am in love with Harry Styles… THERE I SAID IT! Also this song is amazing

Warning: Death, tears and mentiones of sex

Request: Can i request a songfic please? Just a little bit of your heart by Ariana Grande.

Word Count: 3018

“I don’t ever ask you,

Where you’ve been”

Dean twisted around in the uncomfortable chair, his neck beginning to strain as his eyes drooped. You were suppose to be home an hour ago yet there wasn’t a single call from you indicating otherwise. Dean lazily glanced at the seemingly frozen clock which read 3:30am and he sighed. Late nights in general were the worst but not knowing where you were was excruciating. His eyes began to burn as waves of tire washed over his being. The lamp beside him seemed to dim with every blink he took and soon enough sleep won.

“And I don’t feel the need to,

Know who you’re with”

“Dean?” He felt a cold hand gently touch his cheek with a voice as soft as an angel drawing him out of his comforting unconsciousness. Dean’s eyes gently opened and he was inches away from your face which he came to regret. 

Your hair was in an attempt to be tamed yet any man could tell fingers were raked through your beautiful Y/H/C locks. Your bright red lipstick smudged around your perfectly sculpted lips. Your mysterious smokey eyes now rubbed away but what hurt dean the most was the scent on your clothes. It wasn’t your usual Victoria Secret’s tease, it was cologne that belonged to a man which wasn’t him.

“I can’t even think straight,

But I can tell,

That you were just with her”

“What are you doing up?” Dean’s heart was thumping against his chest as the horrific realisation dawned upon him. You had slept with another man and yet he couldn’t do anything about it since you weren’t his. Dean felt like seconds became hours as his body attempted to rip itself apart.

His head swarming with accusations and questions while his heart ached for you. His limbs trembled while beads of sweat formed on his forehead from pure rage. Someone had their hands on your virtuous body and it sparked a certain form of rage he hadn’t felt in a while.

“Nothing” He unwillingly removed your hand from his face as he finally got up from the discomforting chair and walked away from you. He had already missed your electric touch on his skin but he knew if he stayed longer he’d find the man who took you and murdered him. Dean heard a desperate sigh leaving your lips which caused him to squeeze his eyes shut while his back was to you.

“Why are you doing this?” The pain in your voice managed to affect his as nothing came out of his mouth. He doesn’t understand what the both of you were doing. You keep wanting him yet he keeps pulling away, but now he feels like it’s too late.

“I’m not the one sleeping around with strangers” He always did this. He knew words hurt more than actions especially if it came from the people that loved you but the question was, did you love him? 

He heard your slight sob before it was abruptly muffled. Dean despised himself knowing you were crying because of him but that’s all he knew, he only knew how to hurt the people he loves.

“I love you so damn much why can’t you see that” Dean squeezed his eyes shut while his fist were balled tightly. So tight he could probably kill someone.

“If you loved me you wouldn’t be having sex with other people” Dean knew how hypocritical that sounded yet what was he suppose to do, admit he loves her too.

“SAYS THE MAN WHO’S PICKED UP EVERY WOMEN ON THE ROAD. DEAN I’M SICK OF THIS! ONE TIME I SLEEP WITH SOMEONE, ONE TIME AND YOU’RE FLIPPING SHIT. WHY CAN’T YOU JUST ADMIT YOU LOVE ME TOO?” You screamed with not a single care for Sam sleeping across the hall. Dean wanted to grab you by the neck and kiss you as his reply but loving you should be done by someone you deserved, unlike him.

“I can’t admit it because i don’t. I don’t love you, Y/N” Lies. As the words rung through your ears your heart had exploded, that was enough. You nodded, it being pointless as his back was still cowardly turned towards you.

“Fine. But one day i won’t be here anymore” You whispered the last part ever so slightly as you walked past him. Dean brushed off the moment knowing you’d never leave him, this was typical for the both of you yet never once had he said he didn’t love you. He watched you run to your room in your tight black dress and Dean felt like his entire world crushed beneath his feet.

“What the fuck is wrong with me?” He whispered as a single tear dripped down his face.

“And I’ll still be a fool

I’m a fool for you”

You sat on your bed and opened the wooden drawer beside you. Pulling out the neatly folded piece of paper your heart wrenched at the thought of your days limiting. You opened the paper and read the letters written in bold “BRAIN TUMOUR.” You released a sob knowing the heartbreak this would create but after tonight, you thought you were the only one beyond repair.

“Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart is all I want”

“Y/N” You were in the kitchen preparing a sandwich until you heard Sam’s voice boom through the bunker halls. Dean was out on a run and ever since two nights ago, you have avoided each other.

“Y/N!” You heard Sam’ voice break in the end and panic flooded your entire body. You ran to where Sam seemed to be as your brain concluded the worst, he was either hurt or dying. As you neared your room panic was morphed into confusion as tiny sniffles could be heard.

“Sammy?” you opened your door to see your only brotherly figure hunched over with a familiar white piece of paper in his hands. His once vibrant beautiful hazel eyes now bloodshot and dull met your grief ones.

“Please tell me this is a sick joke” His voice so pure and soft caused bile to form at the back of your throat. As you avoided his pleading eyes his sobs weren’t held back.

“YOU CAN’T FUCKING LEAVE” He threw the piece of paper on the floor as he pulled you into a bone crushing hug. He buried his head into the crook of your neck. You felt steaming hot tears trail down your collarbone as yours were soaked into his shirt. Sam held onto you as if his life depended on it but nothing could change the fact that this suddenly became too real.

“Why, why her god dammit” Sam’s chest heaved up and down as his chest began to tighten from the lack of oxygen entering his body.

“I’m sorry Sam” You whispered against his broad shoulder. His shaking hands held you tighter as the both of you supported each other.

“How long do you have Y/N?” A child. His voice reminded you of an innocent child.

“You don’t want to know”

“I don’t but i need to”

“1 week”

“Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit is all I’m asking for”

“Shhh you’ll wake up my brother and my friend” You heard Dean’s drunken slurs hushing an obnoxiously loud giggling. It became a struggle getting out of bed as you time began to near, Sam had found out 3 nights ago leaving you with 4 days until you were admitted into a hospital. You slipped out of bed to see what was happening and you came to see a disgusting view of Dean’s tongue down a barely clothed woman’s throat.

“Oh hiya Y/N” you sighed as the girl attatched to his hip giggled loudly.

“Really Dean? you brought her into the bunker? Wow, classy” You crossed your arms as Dean’s face turned red with rage.

“YOU DON’T GET TO TELL ME ABOUT WHO I WANT! YOU DON’T! WHY DON’T YOU DO ALL OF US A FAVOUR AND LEAVE FOREVER YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A DAMN BURDEN. GO!” goosebumps rose all over your body as your blood ran cold. He wanted you to leave, and so you shall. As Dean realised what he said he began to sober up, you turned around and ran to your room. A trait you picked up while living with Dean. 

You heard the bunker close which what you thought was the poor girl he won’t even remember. You pulled out a spare duffel bag and began to throw your life into it. Sam had moved to the room next to you incase you needed any medical help, you tried to decline it but the moose was stubborn.A sleepy Sam stood in your doorway with a  frazzled Dean behind him. You ignored both as you continued to pack.

“Y/N what are you doing?” You heard the slight panic in Sam’s voice as he checked the date.

“Leaving” You replied with ice lacing your tone. Sam walked up to you and gently touched your forearm, he saw your face which was bright red from the tears streaming your lifeless eyes. Sam noticed the dark circles becoming more prominent as you keep disappearing.

“Why?” Dean hadn’t said a word except looking guilty. He kept staring at his feet trying to think about what he could possibly say to make this alright but frankly there was nothing he could do.

“Because i’m a burden and nobody wants me” You pulled away from Sam and walked around your bed. Sam wanted to wring his brother’s neck but he kept calming knowing if he’d freak out, you’d leave faster. You were picking up a necklace you dropped until you felt a sharp pain on the side of your head. You screamed in agony as you fell to your knees. Sam was instantly beside you, with terror in his eyes. Dean also rushed to you while you leaned on Sam.

“Y/N NOT YET, DON’T YOU LEAVE NOT NOW” Dean was looking between you too, feeling all the alcohol wear out of his system he finally trusted his voice to use it.

“Sam what are you talking about?” You ignored the brothers as the pain became unbearable. Your vision became clouded with tears as well as black spots.


“SAMMY WHAT’S GOING ON” Dean? You tried to hold on, you tried so desperately.

“Y/N!” The last thing you heard was Dean’s panicked voice and then pitch black darkness.

The darkness will always win.

“I don’t ever tell you

How I really feel

Cause I can’t find the words to

Say what I mean”

“HELP PLEASE MY FRIEND, PLEASE” Dean ran into the hospital screaming like a complete maniac with you limp in his arms with Sam hot on his trail. You were instantly ripped out of his protective arms and placed on a white table. Sam handed the nearest nurse the folded piece of paper explaining what had happened as Dean watched doctors take you away from him. He raked his shaking hands through his hair as fear filled his veins. What was once blood that pumped for you had become anxiety and terror.

“Stay here ” The nurse told Sam as Dean slid on the wall beside him.

“She can’t leave Sam, she can't” Dean’s hoarse voice broke as his brother slid down next to him. Dean covered his eyes with his forearm as tears barricaded his candy apple green eyes.

“I love her Sammy, i really do” His voice grew louder with each sob. His body shook as yours laid lifeless in the room not that far away. Sam sat in silence as he realised his best friend maybe dead.

“And nothing’s ever easy

That’s what they say”

“Mr Sam Winchester?” Dean’s head lifted at the mention of his brothers name. He noticed a doctor staring at his younger brother who sat still.

“Doc how is she?” Sam sprung up to his feet as he watched the medical expert sigh in defeat.

“We’re sorry but we tried.” The 5 words no one wants to hear. “The tumour had spread everywhere and unfortunately she has minutes left, i suggest you say your goodbyes” Sam looked back at his brother who seemed to be dead inside. It wasn’t suppose to end like this, it never was. You were suppose to grow old with Dean by your side, running around with your grandkids. Not like this.

“I know I’m not your only

But I’ll still be a fool

Cause I’m a fool for you”

You stared at the ceiling above you as your eyes drooped from the sedatives you had been given. You heard your door open and an exhausted Sam and Dean walked in. The instant your eyes met with Dean you both began to cry. He rushed over to your bed and gently held your fragile head in his hands.

He rested his forehead on yours as his tears hit your nose. You were a mess, bandages were wrapped around your skull while IV’s stuck out from every possible place on your arm but to Dean, you were still beautiful.

“Baby please don’t leave me, we have so much to do! I still have to take you out and treat you like the princess you deserve to be. Don’t leave” Your cries could be heard from a mile away and Sam stood on your left with Dean on the right. Your left hand intertwined with Sam as Dean held your face.

“I don’t want to, i want to stay so bad but i cant” Dean shook his head as Sam spoke up.

“I love you so much”

“I love you too Sammy” There was a comfortable silence for a while until Dean held your right hand and dropped to one knee. Your eyes widened at his sudden movement as he pulled out a black box from his right pocket.

“You were right, you’re always right. I love you so much and i planned this out for us but now as I realised i will never see you walk down the aisle it kills me so baby will you do me the  utmost incredible honour and be mine?” Dean opened the box which presented a beautiful diamond ring. 

Sam had turned his back to the both of you as he stood by the window and cried his eyes out. His shoulders shook abruptly as he watched his best friend and brother crumble before him. They’d manage to get through many deaths but yours left them chaotic, yours left them with no hope.

You nodded as he slipped on the cold silver ring onto your finger. Dean jumped up and gently kissed your lips, ignoring the fact that they were cold and dry.

“I love you baby girl, for as long as I’ll live” Dean whispered against your lips and you scratched his neck. You felt droopy against his hold and so you gently laid against the soft pillow.

“Baby?” Sam turned around to see your lethargic state and he yelled for a doctor.

“Just a little bit of your heart”

“BABY? Y/N!” Deans fearful voice was louder than the beeping heart monitor that wouldn’t stop.

“Just a little bit of your heart”

Doctors began to flood into your room as Dean was pulled away from you. Your hands dropped to your side as your pulse completely stopped.

“Just a little bit of your heart is all I want”

Sam and Dean watched people in blue scrubs try to regain your pulse and they didn’t notice but the brothers held onto each other like glue.

“Just a little bit of your heart”

“Time of Death, 10:41”

“Just a little bit of your heart”

And that’s when a part of Sam and Dean died forever.

“Just a little bit is all I’m asking for”

“Here lies who was once a victim but became a warrior. Y/N Winchester, loving sister, loving friend, loving fiance.” As Dean stood in front of your grave with fresh white lilies and a creaseless tux he smiled at your beautiful headstone. The fresh image of your lifeless face continues to cause him pain yet he knew you never truly left. Death was never goodbye and it never will be.

“I love you so much it hurts. To not see your face when i wake up, it hurts. To not hear you laugh, it hurts. I’ve played your voicemail over and over again, i can’t think straight.” Dean placed his hands over his thumping chest. “You do this to me, you make my heart beat but how is it suppose to beat with you gone.” 

He didn’t stop the tears, you deserved to be mourned. “You left without a warning, Y/N you didn’t give me a warning. I would’ve made every day the best. I wouldn’t have been so stubborn. I am sorry i didn’t tell you i loved you everyday, i’m sorry i didn’t say how beautiful you looked with your hair down. I’m sorry for not loving you the way you deserve to be but baby, i’m sorry for not being your one.” 

As Dean set down the lilies a euphoric image of your smiling face flashed through his painful mind and for a second he felt numb. He felt your cool skin on his as your strawberry scented hair brushed his face. Dean twisted the ring hung around his neck and he felt your love once again, even if it was for a second.

“I know I’m not your only,

But at least I’m one,

I heard a little love,

Is better than none”

I am a monster too (b.b. imagine)

Summary: the reader and Bucky are dating, but they have a really big fight about that he is scared to touch her with his metal arm so she hides for a whole day and he is worried like hell and looking for her etc., some fluff at the end, my lovelies

Words: +1k

Requested: nah

A/N: woah, it’s my first imagine here, sorry if it sucks, also english is not my first language, so forgive me all the mistakes xoxo

 As Bucky walked into the kitchen, he saw Steve and Thor talking there. Two guys, an Asgardian god and a soldier, were discussing about today’s films over a bowl of popcorn. Normally Barnes would join them, but now he was looking for his girlfriend of two months, that he haven’t seen since this morning. They had a really big fight about him and his metal arm. He was still afraid to touch her, hold her, or kiss her, because he thought that he will turn into Winter Soldier and hurt her. She was so fragile, the man sometimes didn’t believe that she really exists. (Y/N) looked like a doll, with her pale skin, long, (Y/H/C) locks, big (Y/E.C) eyes and those full lips, that were red as blood. But everytime the girl got mad, she could really scare the shit out of someone. Hell, with the powers that she got, she could make you jump out of the window and you wouldn’t even blink before doing this.

 ‘’Have you guys seen (Y/N)?’’ Barnes asked taking a seat next to his best friend. Captain looked worried the second when he looked at Bucky.

 ‘’She’s been gone for quite a while. Did you have fight in the morning? Lady (Y/N) seemed to be really angry, when she was drinking her coffee in the morning’’ Thor answered the brunette’s question.

 ‘’Yeah, I thought she will kill me, when I walked into the kitchen’’ Steve murmured. ‘’Her eyes were pitch black, like always when she… You know’’

 Bucky nodded, feeling a knot appearing in his stomach. Like always, when she is about to trun into Fleur, the deadly assasin that Hydra has created, when they kidnapped her eleven years ago. Doctor Cho and Bruce still didn’t find a medicine, that could cure her from this fully. He left the kitchen, without saying another word to his team mates, he was still worried about his love. Where did she go? She was pretty good at hiding, so he could look for her all day, if she didn’t want to be found. He was scared. What if she will do something, she’ll regret later? Bucky needed to find her, before it’s too late for that. He already checked all the rooms and… She wasn’t in any of them. Good for him that Tony is on an important meeting and he doesn’t know that his little sister is gone. 

  Sergeant walked into his room with a sigh. He just felt so guilty… (Y/N) was gone because of him. He shouldn’t tell her all those awful things earlier in the morning, when they were fighting. And all of this just ‘cause he was scared to touch her with his metal arm. What if he will hurt her? Or worse, kill her? Bucky couldn’t stand the thought of his precious little angel getting hurt. (Y/N) meant everything to him - besides Steve, she was the only one who could he talk, open up to. He trusted her like nobody else in his life.

  And in a quick moment, he already knew, where he could find her. The only place he didn’t check. The place where he asked her to be his and where she agreed to that. Rooftop of the Stark’s Tower. His heart was telling him that this is the right place, where he should look for her. And suddenly he knew that he will find her. Because that’s what he always does, he always find her.

  Bucky was right. She was there, sitting on a rooftop, holding her legs in her petite arms. There were fresh tracks of tears on her rosy cheeks, wind was softly blowing throug her (Y/H/C) hair. She didn’t turn to face him, but she knew he was there. She could hear his thoughts. The man came closer and sat behind her. (Y/N) sobbed quietly and and after a while she placed her back on his chest and he hugged her tight, putting both arms around the love of his life.

  ‘’I’m sorry’’ he whispered.

  ‘’I know’’ she responded.

  ‘’I really am, (Y/N). It’s just… I’m still so damn scared of hurting you. I can turn into a monster in every second, doll. And you’re so fragile, so delicate… The thought of you getting hurt kills me’’ Bucky closed his blue eyes.

  He could feel her turning around in his arms to be face to face with him. She gently caressed her cheek with her small fingers. Sergeant relaxed under her touch. She always did that to calm him and also herself down.

  ‘’Listen to me, James Buchanan Barnes’’ he opened his eyes too look at her beautiful face. Her big, (Y/E/C) eyes were staring straight at him. ‘’I am a monster too. You’re not the only one H.Y.D.R.A. has experimented on. I… killed many people too. But I’m here with you, with my brother, with my friends. They made me feel stronger, you made me feel stronger, James. It doesn’t matter for me if you’re Winter Soldier or just Bucky Barnes, I will still stay by your side. As long as I’m alive, I will help you fell worthy, feel needed, loved.’’ some new tears slipped down her cheeks. He quickly brushed them off, feeling himself getting close to cry too.

  ‘’I love you so damn much’’ he murmured, connecting their lips. She moaned softly, tangling her fingers into his dark hair. The kiss was sweet, full of love that they felt for each other. He put his shaking metal arm on her back, not sure if he could do that. But when (Y/N) sighed happily against his lips and kissed him harder, he already knew the answer. ‘’God, I’m so lucky to have you’’ suddenly Bucky pulled away and cupped her face with his hands.

  ‘’You know what they say - ladies love a man in the uniform’’ she laughed, smiling widely, like a kid, who just received his Christmas present. ‘’And also, I love you too, Bucky. Very, very much.’’ she leaned forward to kiss him once again.

  Bucky stood up, picking the small girl into his strong arms. She squealed in surprise as he carried her to the elevator, so he could take her to his room. His lips were lightly brushing against her full, red ones.

  ‘’Guess I need to make it up to you for the whole ‘not touching’ thing’’

  ‘’You better do, soldier.’’