he looked so terrified i had to gif it

“Why don’t you come in? We can talk.”

You were the youngest and newest Cullen Clan member. Alice had seen you and from there her and Jasper set off to find you. When you returned with them you were met with nothing, but love and affection from your new family. Growing particularly close with Carlisle you had heard all the stories of the Volturi and of his time with them. They interested you and terrified you all at the same time. You emphasized with the twins most and understood what made them so cynical as vampires. That’s why when you heard they were coming for a visit you made sure to be as polite and well-behaved as you could be. Your first impression when Aro walked through the door was “Woah I wish my hair was a silky as his,” which needless to say earned a slight smile from Edward. Cauis looked exactly as he had been described to you, perpetually pissed off. Marcus seemed to have no interest in why they were there and what was going on, and you couldn’t blame him. Felix was the next you noticed, he loomed at least a foot and a half taller than you and had a physique similar to Emmett. You bet that would be one heck of a fight if it ever came down to it. Next to Felix stood a shorter man who you recognized to be Demetri, Amun had spoke of him the last time Carlisle and you had visited Egypt. You knew the capability of his power and found it absolutely fascinating. A girl about three inches shorter than you glided up to Aro’s right side. This was her. This was Jane. She looked different than you had imagined. Her hair was pulled back into her signature bun and her red eyes scanned the room several times every minute, as if she was ready to drop someone at any moment. Her cheekbones were sharply defined and her lips were thinner than yours. She made eye contact with you and you immediately dropped your gaze to your painted nails and started to chip off the gray and red paint. You only looked up again when her burning gaze left your body. When you looked up a boy had moved to Aro’s left side. You almost took a sharp intake of breath but quickly regained yourself. This was Alec. He stood with his shoulders square to make him look broader and his feet shoulder with apart. His face alone was beautiful, much like his sister his cheekbones were high and defined, but his lips were plumper. His red eyes glittered under fine, thick lashes, indicating they had fed recently. His dark hair was sweeped the side and it framed his face nicely. His hands were clasped behind him beneath his cloak and his arms rippled every minute or two showing that he was clenching his fist. You heard someone clear their throat and your head snapped in their direction.
“Aro, this is Y/N, the newest member to our clan,” Carlisle spoke giving you a soft smile as you looked Aro in the eyes giving what you hoped looked like a welcoming smile.
“Y/N, what a lovely name for a lovely young lady” Aro spoke taking tow strides forwards and grasping your hand.
“Tha-” you didn’t get to finished before your human life flashed before your eyes as Aro saw it. Your first day of school, your first crush, your best friend, your prom dresses, your car, your parents, your siblings, the car wreck that you “died” in, he saw all of it and you had never felt more vulnerable in your existence.
“What an extremely ordinary life you had, Y/N,” Aro commented striding backwards to his spot between Alec and Jane.
“I-Um-thank you, I guess,” you stuttered trying to regain composure. Aro gave off a light laugh before Marcus stuck out his hand to him. Aro quickly grabbed for it pushing Alec back slightly, as if what Marcus was offering him better than the blood he craved. Not seconds later Aro’s loud maniacal laugh filled the kitchen where the clan’s were gathered. Edward was beside you in seconds in a defensive stance
“No, I will not let my baby sister be mated to him,” Edward hissed.
“What is it Aro,” Carlisle said calmly, as if he already knew the answer to his own question.
“Miss Y/N here, is Alec’s mate, dear friend,” Aro said dreamily like, as if he had hoped for this very day. My mouth fell slightly agape as I made eye contact with Alec who hadn’t even broke composure. He was stoic, he showed no shock as I did. Jane, however, looked as if she was ready to burn me right then and there.
“No,” Emmett growled and moved to stand by Edward in front of me, “Out little sister isn’t about to be mated with a Volturi guard.”
“Your ‘little sister’ has no choice, fools,” Cauis spat, looking for a fight. Emmett growled and started to move forward. You grabbed his arm and attempted to hold him back as Felix moved forward. You had bet that a fight between the two would be a good fight, but you did not want it to be over you.
“He is right, Emmett, you have no say and neither do Alec or I. I’m sure if he had a choice he would chose different,” you pleaded with your brother. Fortunately, Emmett backed down and so did Felix, but the tension still stuck in hot and heavy in the air.
“May we stay a few days, Carlisle. So the new mates may get to know each other before she comes back to Voltaire with us,” Aro smiled as if the encounter between Emmett and Felix hadn’t even happened.
“Of course,” Carlisle nodded much to your horror. Yes, Alec was beautiful, but did you want to be mated to him? You weren’t for sure, he put you on edge, they all did.
The days went on and you didn’t even speak with Alec. Yes you two had your fair share of state downs as you tried to find the right words to say to him. What do you say to him? “Oh hey my names Y/N, nice to finally meet the guy I’ll be with for the rest of my immortal life,” some how you didn’t think that would quite cut it. Jane had been staring you down every time she saw you. You understood why, she feels like you’re going to take away her brother and he’ll not have anytime for her anymore. You understood where she was coming from, but it was seriously making you panic that she would light you on fire if you turned your back to her. You decided enough was enough and it was finally time to talk to Alec and maybe Jane if she was with him at the time, so there you stood in front of the white oak door with your hand raised ready to knock. You debated for several minutes before lowering your hand and moving to back away. Right as you did though the door swung open.
“I’ve been waiting for you to knock, but seeing as you never did, why don’t you come in? We can talk,” he spoke smoothly.
“Uh, sure,” if you would have been human your face would have been redder than that really bad sunburn you got when you went to the beach for spring break one year and didn’t wear sunscreen the whole week.
“My sister feels as if you are going to take me away from her,” he bluntly stated closing the door behind him.
“I promise you that won’t happen, I know how much the two of you mean to each other,” you say hugging your arms to your chest and turning to face him. You fiddle with the ends of your long sleeve shirt as you waited for a response.
“Good. As long as you know my sister will be a priority over you,” he was very cold.
“I know, I am sorry. I know you don’t want to be mated to me. I’m in no way pretty and by no means special. I don’t even have a power,” you apologize lowering your gaze from his.
“You are very pretty, Y/N. Please do not think otherwise. And you are special. Well now you are. You’re the mate to one of the witch twins. You will be respected because others will be afraid to disrespect you because you are mine,” his slender fingers wrap under your chin and lift your face to look at him.
“No matter what you may believe Y/N, I do want you and I believe with time we can learn to love each other. For now though, no I don’t love you, but you are mine.”

-Admin Magda
(Feedback always welcome! Request are open!!)

Requested: No

Pairing: Kit Walker X Reader
Warning: Cursing, v v fluffy

a/n: Kit Walker imagine where Kit gets into a fight and the reader becomes afraid of him, resulting in a sad and crying Kit.

(I changed it up a bit from the gif just so it’d be cute lolol)

(I tried to make this as fluffy as possible but I’m pretty sure it sucks ass)

“Kit, just leave it please..” You whispered into your husband’s ear, stepping in between him and the incredibly built man that was supposedly looking you up.

You and Kit went for a night out at the bar, and things quite frankly didn’t go as planned.

“No, Y/N. Not until this asshole admits he was checking you out.“ He said, anger very evident in his tone. Kit was always the jealous type. He isn’t fond of the idea that other men can see you the way he does, or make you laugh like he can. He absolutely hates it. He would get upset at the smallest of things. He’d even get over protective if you shook another man’s hand! So when he looked over from a secluded table in the corner you were both sitting at, and saw that the man you were currently talking to looked down your low cut dress as you asked the bartender for two drinks, he became enraged.

The buff man took another step forward, gently grabbing your waist, “Who are you calling asshole? I’m pretty sure this lovely gal doesn’t mind.” He winked, and slid his hand down from your waist to your butt, squeezing it roughly. You scoffed in disgust and tried escaping the man’s grip, causing him to only hold you tighter.

And that’s when Kit snapped. He grabbed you and pulled you behind him as he threw a mean right hook at the man’s jaw, causing him to tumble to the ground. Kit got on top of him and started swinging his fists like a mad man. You watched with terrified eyes as two random men pulled Kit away from the bloodied and beaten man.

Kit spit on him as he got up, “Touch my girl again and you’ll be dead, man. I can promise you that.”

Kit shrugged off the two men and went to go reach for your hand, but you flinched away. You were absolutely terrified. You had never seen him so angry. You had never dealt with anger very well.

Kit’s eyes flashed a look of hurt and realization before grabbing you softly by your waist, ignoring the way you shrunk back as he did and led you out to the car.

The ride home was completely silent and filled with tension.

Once the car stopped, Kit immediately booked it into the house. You wore a confused expression as you entered the house minutes later.

You removed your shoes and got ready for bed, changing into one of Kit’s shirts. You entered the bedroom after brushing your teeth to see Kit grabbing a pillow and a blanket from the closet.

“What are you doing?” You asked him, retreating to your side of the bed.

“Sleeping on the couch..” He mumbled as if it were obvious.

You rolled your eyes, “Kit, don’t be ridiculous, get in bed.”

Kit didn’t argue as he slipped into bed, not uttering a single word as he drifted off to sleep. You turned out the lights and got into bed. You became confused as to why you didn’t feel Kit’s body warmth radiating off of him, until you realized that he was sleeping at the very edge of the bed, farthest from you.

You frowned at this and bent over to kiss his cheek goodnight; as you couldn’t go to sleep without showing him affection, wether he was awake or not. But as you bent over to kiss him, you heard a small sniffle. And that’s when you realized,

He was crying.

Your face fell as you scooted over to lamp and turned it on, before crawling over to Kit. You rubbed his arm lightly, a placed a gentle kiss on his bare shoulder.

“Kit, baby.. look at me.” You said softly.
Kit turned around to face you, his red, glossy eyes meeting yours. You sat the both of you up, before straddling Kit and bringing his head into the crook of your neck, causing him to wrap his strong, muscular arms around your body.

“I’m sorry baby, I shouldn’t have reacted like that.” He cried, his body shaking as you wrapped your arms around him.
“It’s alright darling.” You whispered, nuzzling your face into him.

“It’s just that when I saw him make you laugh like that, and look at you like that, I just..” He pulled away, his grip getting tighter on your waist. You watched as his adam’s apple bobbed and his eyes grew dark. “I couldn’t help it.”

But then, you saw the anger diminish from his eyes, and was soon replaced by hurt and sadness.

“But when you flinched away from me like that.. God, Y/N..” He squeezed his eyes shut as more tears fell, and rested his head against your shoulder, “It hurt me so much. So much more than you think. To have the person you love the most be afraid of you, is the worst feeling of them all. I thought you were gonna leave me because of it.. The look on your face just keeps replaying in my head and I hate myself for it.” He sobbed.

You felt your heart swell as your grip tightened on the crying boy. You felt horrible for making him feel like that, despite his actions.

“I’m sorry baby, I could never be afraid of you. You mean the world to me, darling, and I’d never leave you.” You said, kissing his temple.
You felt his body relax at your words. He then laid you both down so you were cuddling each other.

“I love you, Y/N. So much baby.” He said, putting his head farther into your neck.

You smiled sweetly and gave him a gentle kiss.

“I love you too, Kit. So much more.”

*Requested - Rocket and the reader get married. I focused more on the engagement as opposed to the wedding but I hope you enjoy it all the same 😊😄*

Glancing down at his wedding band Rocket couldn’t quite believe his eyes.
Marriage was never something he thought would happen to him; that was of course until he met you.
The two of you had never put a label on your relationship. The other Guardians thought of you as ‘each others person’; nothing could get in between the two of you. You had each others backs, sure, but you were never exclusively together.
That was why you were so shocked when a slightly tipsy Rocket had stumbled into your room one night after a particularly close call with a bounty hunt resulting in you being shot in the side.
He had hopped onto the bed and lowered down on one knee clumsily. Your breath had caught as you looked at him.
“I don’t have many units” He had started, trying to stay balanced on his knee. “but , hell, after what happened today… I can’t stand the fact that I could have lost you and never told you how much you meant to me.” His slurred words brought tears to your eyes.
He pulled out a ring from his tattered jumpsuit and held it out to you. The band itself was woven pieces of wood with parts of the Milano welded onto it. You could tell he had asked Groot for help and he had put a lot of thought into it.
“I know I’m nothing like what you deserve but I want to make you happy, want to care for you… (F/n)… marry me?” He looked so scared, terrified of rejection from the only person he had ever truly loved.
You had pulled him close to you and kissed him sweetly. As he pulled away he had a dopey grin on his face and his eyes had lit up.
“Is that a yes?” He laughed.
“Yes! Of course it’s a yes!” That was the happiest you had been in a long time. The Guardians had been so happy when you had announced the engagement. Quill had of course teased Rocket but he just brushed it off.
“At least I am engaged Star Munch - you ain’t ever going to have a chance with Gamora!” Rocket’s laugh had filled the ship and had shut Peter up pretty quickly.
The wedding was a small affair. The next time the Milano stopped on Xander the crew had found a small chapel on top of a hill.
Rocket was nervous, as he entered the chaple. He wasn’t having second thoughts though. He knew for a long time that he wanted to spend what time he had left of his short lifespan with you. He’d never known love like this before. After signing a few papers and saying your vows the two of you were married. No fancy outfits, no fuss, just the man you loved and your family surrounding you.
That night everyone had had a blast on the Milano. Drinks all around and Quill’s music on blast.
Rocket and you had snuck away early, everyone was too drunk to notice anyway.
“I’m so tired.” You had laughed when you finally reached your now shared room.
“Me too sweetheart.”
You and Rocket curled up next to each other and fell asleep listening to 'Fooled Around and Fell in Love’ (your favourite song) while the others Guardians partied through the night. It was the perfect end to the perfect day.


(requested by anon / anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count :
3 237
warning : possible triggers
summary : Reader has lost her brother and tries to take her life / Kai comforts her.
* gif by christophwood

Y/N laid on the couch in her small apartment , curled up into a ball. Her life hadn’t been easy - she had lost her parents a few years ago and now her only relative left was gone too. Somehow she had lost all important people in her life and as much as her friends tried to be there for her it didn’t feel the same. It felt more like they are being there for her because that’s what they are supposed to do , not because they love her. No matter how much she tried to shake the feeling that there was no one left who cares and love her , it was still there eating away at her.
A tear rolled down her cheek , seeing a picture of her and her brother only from a few months ago. They had been so happy back then , taking a short vacay from Mystic Falls and all the insanity there. Smiling widely at the camera , none of them expecting that a few short months later they’ll lose each other. What had happened to him had been an accident - a car had shown up out of nowhere just as they were crossing the street heading for the park. Her brother had pushed her out of the way , saving her life and losing his shortly after , barely a few minutes before Stefan had shown up to help. It had been a few days and she felt more alone and unloved than ever. What was the point in living if there was no one who loves you ? What do you do when you have lost it all and have nothing left ?
A beep came from her phone and she glanced at the screen NEW TEXT MESSAGE from KAI.

                         "Hey. Are you okay? Please , call me back.“

Y/N reached for her phone on the coffee table , wiping the screen with her thumb starting to type a reply. It had been two days and she kept avoiding his calls and texts. Perhaps it was time to answer him , even if its just with an emoji but what would she say to him ? ‘I’m okay’ would be a lie and there was no emoji that described the way she was feeling , not even a combination of two or more. Her eyes closed for a moment and then her last moments with her brother came back into her mind followed by another wave of tears. The girl left the phone on the coffee table without replying and curled up in an even tighter ball than before.
    “Should’ve been me..” she whispered.


Two whole days Kai texted Y/N , called her and tried to find her with no luck. There was only one thing left for him to do and that was to ask her friends. Perhaps she was with them or maybe they can tell him where to find her or at least how she is. That is all he needed to know - that she is okay.
    “Hey guys…” said Kai , walking in the Salvatore house making everyone turn towards him.
All of Y/N’s friends had gathered there , talking and drinking but there was someone missing. He looked around the living room trying to find her , he even tried listening with his vampire hearing , realising that she really wasn’t there. Kai knew a couple of days ago she had lost her brother but had expected her friends to be with her and not having a get together of sorts. He couldn’t stop thinking what she must be feeling after losing her only family and wanted to find a way to be there for her , but she wouldn’t let him.
    “Ughh look at what the cat dragged in.” said Damon , taking a sip from his drink. “What is it that you want creeper?”
    “Do you know where Y/N is ? She um – she’s not answering her phone. Is she okay ?”
    “Y/N lost her brother , of course she is not okay.”
Kai sighed , putting his hands in his pockets. “That’s exactly why I want to see her and I know you don’t like me but -”
    “No , we don’t. So why don’t you get out of here and -”
    “ - I want to be there for her. I – I get all these weird feelings , I don’t even know how to explain them. It’s driving me nuts and I need to see her. Y/N is my friend , my only friend and I – I care about her. ”
Everyone stared at him as if he had just punched a hole through someone’s chest and dropped the person’s heart on the table in front of them or something.
    “You care about her ?” said Elena quietly , unable to hide the surprise in her voice. “That’s new. Maybe you really are changing.”
Bonnie glared at Elena. “Don’t tell me you buy any of this?!”
    “Are you going to argue or are you going to tell me where Y/N is ?” wondered Kai , starting to get a little impatient. It was more than clear where the conversation was going and he didn’t plan on sticking around to listen to them voice their opinions about him again. He knew very well how everyone felt about him. Everyone but Y/N. Somehow they’ve found a connection and the longer she was away from him and kept shutting him out ,  the more he felt as if the connection was breaking. Kai didn’t want to lose her , not now not ever.
    “Give her time Kai. Everyone deals with grief differently. He was her only family and she probably needs time to process everything.” said Elena. “I am sure when she is ready she will call you back.”
Kai wasn’t so sure about it. Emotions were hard to understand for him but he knew she was hurting. He couldn’t stand the thought of her being in pain , even more knowing there is nothing he can do. The young heretic was starting to get really worried about her and he hated that feeling. Y/N hadn’t been answering his calls and she’d always at least text him an emoji or something, even when they are in a fight. If her friends weren’t going to tell him where she was then he’d start with the first place that popped into his head.
    “Well , thanks for nothing.” he muttered and walked outside without saying a word.

Kai checked the cemetery and after not finding her there he drove to her apartment. He knocked a few times on the door, hearing movement inside but no one came to answer.
    “Y/N ? I know you are in there. Please I – I just want to see you. I need to know you are alright.”
Y/N sighed , glancing at the door and at the bottle with pills at the coffee table. Kai. Of course he’d come looking for her. Despite what people said about him , he was actually really nice , caring and sweet in his own way. Out of everyone she’d miss him the most wherever she ends up after what she plans to do. A part of her wanted to open the door , see him one last time before she drifts off into sleep , the other didn’t want to. What would even be the point ? It’s not like this will change her mind — or maybe she was afraid that’s exactly what would happen and thats why her hand kept hovering over the doorknob for a few seconds too long. All Y/N wanted was to be with the people who loved her and to find a way to shut out all the pain. It would be easy to ask one of her friends to compell it all away , that would do the trick but there would still be a hole in her heart , even if she doesn’t remember why it’s there.

‘I’m sorry’ , he heard her whisper.
Almost two minutes passed and he could hear sounds similar to the ones tick-tacks make when you shake the container. Kai wondered what those sounds were and a thought crept inside his mind but she wouldn’t go that far , would she ? No. No way — no way he’d let her do that to herself either. After she didn’t open the door , he unlocked it with magic and took a step inside seeing her sitting on the couch starring at a hand full of pills on her palm and a glass with water in the other.
Kai’s eyes widened so much , they almost fell out of their sockets. All of the sudden his entire world stopped and he could barely contain himself from running towards her. What if he does and she gulps all of them at once ? He wasn’t sure vampire blood could heal her from those , he had no idea how that stuff works. Kai wondered why he felt like as if Y/N dies , he’d die too. … And then it hit him like a school bus. All those emotions he had felt , the real reason why he had been trying so hard to find a way and talk to her these past few days. It all made sense to him in that moment but none of it would matter if he doesn’t find a way to stop her. How was he going to do that ? He had never had to do anything like it before. What was he supposed to say ?
    “No , no , no. Don’t — Y/N , don’t do it. Please.” he said taking a slow step towards her.
    “There is no one left.” she said quietly, a tear rolling down her cheek. “No one loves me or cares about me. I have no one. My brother is gone and it’s — it’s my fault. I wanted to go to the park that day. We were there because of me.”
    “It’s not your fault.” said Kai taking another step. “It was an accident. Please don’t do this. I – I know your brother wouldn’t want you to. You are not alone Y/N. You have me , you will always have me. Tell me what you need. I’ll do anything. Just put those down.”
Y/N shook her head. “There is no one who loves me or cares about me.  N-no one.”
    “Don’t –don’t say that.” he said softly taking another step , kneeling down on the couch next to her. “Your brother loved you , thats why he saved you and wherever he is right now , he wont want you to end your life. He will want you to live it. There are so many people who care about you and love you. People who will miss you – what about your friends ? W-what about me?”
Y/N shook her head slightly , another tear rolling down her cheek and he wiped it away with his thumb , making her look up at him. The glow her eyes usually had was missing and they were filled with so much sadness and pain — he was terrified he might not be able to stop her. Her eyes closed and she pressed her lips together trying to push away the tears. Kai used the moment and gripped her wrists , taking the pills out of her hand.
    “I care about you Y/N. I’ll die without you next to me.” he said lifting up her chin , wiping away another tear. “I can’t lose you. You are the best thing that’s ever happened in my life.”
    “That’s — thats sweet but-”
    “I am in love with you Y/N.” said Kai , gazing lovingly into her eyes. “I love you. I never even knew there were that many emotions to be had and didn’t realise what all of them meant until I saw you ready to swallow all of those. You are the only person who cared enough to give me a chance , who stood by me and defended me through it all -”
    “Kai don’t -”
    “You are my light in the darkness and without you I’ll be so lost. You are what’s good about me. I love you , Y/N…” said Kai , cupping her face. “I will always love you and be by your side. I will never leave.”
Y/N’s eyes had started to water and tears started streaming down her cheeks again. Why was she crying ? Her emotions were on complete overdrive, even more so after hearing what Kai had said to her. Her friend was looking at her with heart eyes and there was a hint of sadness in them but the love part dominated in them. Kai sounded so sincere she couldn’t help but believe every word he had said. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth - she wasn’t alone , he’ll be there with her. He loved her. Everything was too much for her to process and words kept escaping her.
Y/N leaned in towards him , wrapping her arms around his shoulders, hearing him sigh in relief seconds before his hands wrapped around her. Kai held onto her tightly and helped her lay down on the couch covering her with a blanket , her heart was beating faster than ever. He tucked in a strand of hair behind her ear , brushing his palm against her cheek right after. Y/N closed her eyes for a moment , feeling another tear roll down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away before looking at him with a hint of a smile on her face.
Kai was at a loss for words ,which was new to him seeing how he never stopped talking. He kept trying to think of something to say or something to do that will make her smile even for a second and forget everything but nothing popped in his mind. Why did emotions have to be so hard and how where there so many of them ? He could hard catch up with all of them. The young heretic couldn’t imagine how big Y/N’s grief could be for her to want to end it all. Part of him somehow knew that it will take her a while before she responds to his confession and he was willing to wait , however long it takes.
    “You don’t have - I know you must - I just – ” he sighed.
Y/N hadn’t taken her eyes off him the past few minutes, her hand reached for his and she gave it a light squeeze. Kai looked at their hands intertwined together and his heart stopped for a second. Maybe there was hope for the two of them being something more than friends.
    “You know what. I’m not - I’m not going to talk.” he sighed. “Is - is there something you need?”
    “Just be here with me.” she said quietly.
    “Oh-kay .. come here.” he said , sitting on the couch next to her pulling her into his embrace. He pulled the blanket up so it covered her back , wrapping his arms around her , rubbing soft circles on her back hearing her breathing calm down and the sobs melt away.  He didn’t know what to do , but his actions seemed to calm her down and he kept it up. Y/N rested her hands on his chest using him as a pillow while he stroked her hair. Kai kissed her forehead for a moment , noticing a change in her heart beat when he did that. He wondered what that meant and what he could to get her to smile even for a second.
They cuddled for a while sitting in silence and just enjoying each other’s presence. Somehow Y/N found a way to snuggle even closer to him.
    “This is nice.”
    “Yeah ?” he asked with a small smile , tightening his embrace.
    “Do - do you need anything else ?”
Y/N hummed a ‘nah-uh’. Kai was being so sweet and kind but there really wasn’t anything else he could do. He couldn’t bring back her brother but somehow having him there , she didn’t feel that alone anymore. She felt … happy and sad at the same time. Kai had been right - her brother wouldn’t want her to take her own life , he would want her to live and be happy. For a moment she could almost see him , sitting on the comfy chair smiling at her , telling her exactly this 'be happy’. That him being gone doesn’t mean there is no one left in her life. It kind of felt as if her brother had somehow sent Kai to her in the right moment to stop her from making the biggest mistake in her life , one she wouldn’t be able to fix afterwards.
    “Thank you.” she said pulling herself up until their eyes were on the same level. Y/N placed her hand on his chest and kissed him gently for a moment slowly moving her hand towards his cheek. “I um — I know I made you wait quite a while b-before saying something and I –”
    “No , no I - I get it.” he said with a small smile on his face , brushing his thumb against her cheek. “You need time. I can wait. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life , what’s a few more days or a week— It won’t be a month would it ?”
Y/N laughed under her breath. “How about 5 seconds ?”
Her lips pressed against his , kissing him deeply while he pulled her towards him , not wanting to let go off her. Kai could still hear her laugh , see her smile and her kissing him not once but twice made him so happy but what made him even happier is that there were no traces of tears in her eyes and the sad heartbroken girl he had seen when walking into her apartment about an hour ago.Somehow he had comforted her without even realising it.
    “You are smiling.” he said almost grinning at her. “I love that smile.”
    “How can I not ? You make me happy.” she smiled at him. “I love you too , Kai. T-thank you for saving my life.”
    “You die , I die.” he said. “At least thats how it felt and it still does. If I hadn’t been able to stop you , I would’ve ripped my heart out because there is no life for me without you.”
Y/N felt her cheeks flush. “I feel the same way. C-can we not tell — my friends about us ? At least for a w-while? They will flip out.” she said with a nervous smile , almost hearing their commentaries and the upcoming lectures in her head.
    “So, there is an us ?” grinned Kai. “I like that. No , wait — I love it ! I love you.” he said pressing his lips against hers. “I love you. I love you.”
Kai started tickling her just to hear her laugh and see her smile again. “Hey do you want some ice cream ?”
    “Um , yeah but .. I don’t - I don’t want you to let go off me.” she said wrapping her hands around his neck.
    “Crunchy almonds or Rocky road ?” he asked.
    “Both ?”
Kai smiled widely at her and something flashed in his eyes as he raised his hand. A moment later with a muffled thud on the coffee table landed just the two ice creams she had wanted , the sound of the freezer closing following a second later.
    “OH and spoons.” he glanced at the kitchen corner flicking his wrist , getting two of the spoons fly towards them landing right next to the ice cream. Their eyes met and he saw Y/N looking at him with complete awe on her face.
    “That is so cool.“ 
NOTE : (to the anons who requested it) I tried my best to get the both requests combined into one. I hope you like how it turned out.


[ Imagine Chibs telling you some news about Juice ] - So just a trigger warning here, there is mention of suicide and panic attacks in this imagine.

“Hey, love,” Chibs’ voice said from behind you. You stood from your position kneeling behind the bar, where you had previously been restocking the shelves.

You looked up at Chibs and smiled. “Hey, Chibs.” Your smile faded as you noticed the serious look on his face. “Everything okay?”

“We should talk,” he responded, glancing around the bar. “Privately.”

You swallowed hard and nodded your head. You knew something was wrong the moment you looked at Chibs. The way he was talking, you knew it wasn’t going to be anything good. “Yeah, uh, okay,” you answered, placing the liquor bottle in your hand onto the bar. “We can go outside.” 

Chibs nodded his head and followed you outside. He didn’t want to be having this conversation any more than you did, but it had to be done.

You were the closest thing Juice had to family, besides the club. You were his old lady, and you meant the world to him. He needed you. You eased all his worries. You made him feel worthy. Juice meant the world to you, too. All the guys knew that. And that was why Chibs had to talk to you, face to face, before you started hearing shit from anybody else. He wanted to be the one to tell you what had happened. 

“What’s going on?” you asked, staring up at Chibs nervously. He never acted so serious around you. You knew it had to be something bad. You worried something was going on with Juice. He always seemed to get hurt somehow. You wondered if something else had happened. You realized you hadn’t heard from him since that morning, and you swallowed hard. You let out a deep breath. He had to be okay. He just had to be.

“Sit down, love,” Chibs insisted. 

You nodded your head and took a seat at the table just outside the clubhouse. Your heart was racing. “Chibs, you’re scaring me. Just tell me what’s going on.” You paused. You didn’t want to ask the question that was about to come out of your mouth. You were terrified of the answer. “Where’s Juice?”

“He, uh, he’s got some shit goin’ on lately,” Chibs stated. He was so nervous over this conversation that he hadn’t even heard your question. “I don’t think any of us knew what he’s been dealing with.” 

You knit your eyebrows. “What are you talking about?” 

“Some agent’s been pressuring him for information about the club,” Chibs continued, “Threatened him, tried to blackmail him.” Chibs shook his head. “He, uh, he never told any of us.”

Chibs looked at you questioningly. You shook your head. “I had no idea.” 

Chibs nodded. “I didn’t think you did, love.” 

“What happened, Chibs?” 

Chibs furrowed his eyebrows. He was trying to think of the best way to tell you what was going on, but he knew there was no choice of words that could soften the blow. “Juice tried to hang himself this morning.” 

“Oh, my god.” Your heart felt like it sank to the pit of your stomach. You looked up at Chibs, your eyes pleading. “Is he okay?” 

Chibs nodded his head and looked down at the table in front of him. “I found him before anything … happened.” He took in a deep breath. “His neck’s bruised, but he’s going to be fine.” He raised his eyes to look at you. “But that mental scarring runs deep, love. He’s got a lot of shit going on in that mind of his, and I’m worried.” He shook his head. “He’s in a lot of trouble right now. He needs you. Now more than ever.”

Chibs looked up at you. Your eyes were staring at him, but you weren’t seeing anything. Your mind was blank, your skin was clammy and cold. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. 

“You okay?”

You couldn’t respond. The thought of losing Juice shook you to your core. You couldn’t imagine spending a single day without him, never feeling his touch again, the warm embrace of his arms, the way his lips felt on yours. You couldn’t handle the thought. Juice was your everything. Knowing you had come so very close to losing him and you never even realized he was in danger was too much for you. Your hands begin to shake, and suddenly your chest felt heavy. You felt a panic attacking coming on, and that made you panic more. You began to hyperventilate. You felt like your head was spinning. You couldn’t handle losing Juice. You just couldn’t.

Chibs eyes widened. He stood and walked to you. He sat down beside you and wrapped his arms around you. “Shh, love. You’re okay,” he said, his voice soft and calming, “Just breathe. Juice is okay. He’s alright. It’s all gonna be okay.” He placed a fatherly kiss on the top of your head. “I got you, love.” 

You sucked in a deep, shaky breath. Your hands still shook, and your head still spun as you listened to Chibs’ soothing voice. You knew the next few weeks were going to be hard for everyone, but it helped knowing Chibs was going to be there for you and Juice.

You looked up slowly. “Where is he? I want to see him.” 

Chibs nodded and flashed you a warm, friendly smile. “Come on.” 

One Liner Prompt: “I told you this would happen” with Opie Winston and Happy Lowman

So there you were, clothed in nothing but the bedsheets that you had snatched up to cover yourself with, eyes wide and terrified, as you stared into your father’s glare, his fists balled up tightly as if he might pounce at any moment and the vein in the side of his neck threatening to burst.

“I told you this would happen,” a voice from behind you whispered and you grimaced, right now you wished you could just disappear.

“Dad, it’s not what it looks like–”

“Really!?” he interrupted you, “Because to me it looks like you’re fucking one of my brothers in the back room of the goddamn clubhouse you little tramp!” he growled and you clenched your eyes shut at the insult, knowing you deserved it, but that didn’t change the sting.

“Whoa man, settle down–” the voice behind you began again and you immediately spun around to face him “Shut up and let me handle this, Ope,” you demanded pleadingly before turning back around.

“Look, dad… Opie and I have been seeing each other for a month now. I’m not just sleeping around it’s…. Well it’s kind of getting serious,” you looked down, lip quivering as you remembered his insult only moments ago.

Your father’s jaw clenched and he said nothing for a while, the toothpick in his mouth moving from side to side as he contemplated your words.

“That true Opie?” he furrowed his brow, looking past you to the man behind you.

“Yeah. I like her, Happy. A lot,” your boyfriend nodded.

Your father took a deep breath and nodded before looking back to you.

“Put your clothes on and come with me. I need to talk to you,” he said before pointing at Opie, “and no more fucking within earshot of me or I will kill you.” he threatened before walking out of the room and slamming the door behind him.

You turned back to Opie and raised your eyebrows, taking a huge exhausted breath before plopping down on the bed, letting the sheet fall down to expose your bare chest.
“I told yooouu…” Opie joked, poking your ribs as he fell back on the bed, folding his arm up behind his head as he did.

“Okay okay I get it, you were right it was a bad idea to fuck in the clubhouse… I just really didn’t expect my dad to come barging in….” you said, a shocked and embarrassed tone in your voice as you recalled the events that transpired over the last ten minutes.

A chuckle from behind you snapped you out of your concentration and you whipped your head around, smirking at your man.

“At least Happy approves,” he smiled, pulling you down to him and planting a kiss on your cheek before slapping your sheet-covered ass.

“Go see what daddy wants before you get in trouble again,” he teased.

“OK,” a huge shit-eating grin on your face, “Whaddaya want, daddy,” you winked as Opie’s expression went from shocked to lustful and he growled, pulling you down and leaning over you to devour your lips.

Your dad would just have to wait.

Imagine Sister!Winchester Getting Out of The Hunting Life

She hadn’t seen her brothers for more than ten years, much less her dad. As soon as her brother Sam left? She was gone. She knew it was going to be her only chance for a normal life, that and she knew that her father would have held on even more tightly if she stayed. So, she left a note for her older brother and ran. She ran to New York where she got a whole new identity and started school, started a new life. She became a doctor, a damn good doctor and she got married. Married to a smart, kind man who worked at as a teacher; she loved him. They had two kids when they moved to Washington, a boy and girl; Dean John and Sophia Mary. They were the light of her life, the reason for living.

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                           KYLO X READER || Soul Mate 3 

“the voice you hear your thoughts in is your soulmate’s but you don’t know who they are until you hear them speak for the first time”

A/N: So there’s quite the revelation towards the end of this part! There’s more angst (I feel as if Kylo just radiates angst so that’s all he gets back) so brace yourselves! Thank you for enjoying this soon to be mini series and I hope you continue on loving it! [GIF NOT MINE]

Word Count: 2.2K+

Warning: Angst…as usual…Kylo, can you pls stop punching the table?


The anxiety you had rid moments ago instantly flooded back into the pit of your stomach. The close proximity between the two of you made your body shiver in apprehension. It was as if his aura radiated off of him and onto you and you could feel the darkness seep into the pores of your skin. It made you uneasy. You didn’t know what it was, maybe the lack of oxygen from earlier or the sheer dread you had been feeling at the moment, that made you lightheaded. Looking up at the towering man, you felt your throat lock. The helmet was even more intimidating up close and personal, and you didn’t like it the least bit. “Even monsters deserve to be loved.”

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Don’t Touch Her

gif is not mine

Title: Don’t Touch Her

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 1,061

Warnings: Violence, angst, fluff?

A/N: I’ve been holding this one in my back pocket! It’s been on my list of fics for a LONG time. I hope you all enjoy it! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated <3

Dean and Sam hit the wall as the demon pushed them against the wall away from you.  “Now now, we can’t have that.  Little [Y/N] here, needs to learn the ropes, right,” the demon noted mischievously.  The demonic man threw the blade on the ground in front of your feet.  “Pick it up.”

You looked back at Sam and Dean, their eyes were wide with anger and worry.  As soon as you picked up the blade, you were shoved into the wall with brute force.  You groaned from the pain that shocked your body as you hit the wall.  You had dropped the blade as you hit the floor; the Winchester brothers had yelled your name out of concern.  

“Oh you dropped your weapon.  How unfortunate for you,” the demon smirked, tossing your blade across the room.  The demon grabbed you by your neck, slamming you up against the wall.  “It would be a shame if you died because the Winchesters couldn’t save you.”

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Request: Imagine some noise wakes you up in the middle of the night and you go investigate. [Jax imagine] 

You opened your eyes and laid in your bed, blinking at the ceiling for a few moments and wondering what had woken you. You were just beginning to drift back off to sleep when a loud crashing sound snapped you out of your slumber.

You jerked your head off the pillow and sat up in bed, your eyes turning immediately to your bedroom door as you tried to determine where the sound had come from. You were sure it had originated downstairs, but you lived alone and nobody else was supposed to be in the house. Your pulse quickened as the sound echoed through the house once more. Something was going on downstairs, and no matter how scared you felt deep inside, you knew it was up to you to find out exactly what it was.

You jumped out of bed and pulled on your favorite worn-in jeans. You grabbed your old tattered boots and pulled them on your feet. You didn’t know yet what was happening, but after so many years living in Charming, you knew it was best to be prepared for anything, and that included good ass-kicking boots. 

You gave your room a once-over, looking for any object you could use as a weapon. Your eyes landed on the old baseball bat propped up in the corner of the room beside your closet. Perfect, you thought to yourself as you crossed the room and grabbed the bat. You ran your hand up and down the smooth wood of the bat for a few seconds while you tried to work up the courage to open the door and walk downstairs into whatever kind of chaos awaited you. You turned towards your bedroom door and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. You opened the door and headed downstairs. 


You walked downstairs as quietly as you could manage in your clunky old boots. You were sure you were making an incredible amount of noise, but you were too scared to notice. You stopped at the base of the stairs and listened. You were about to take another step forward when you saw a dark silhouette move across your living room. 

You felt the hair stand up on the back of your neck. Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. You gripped the bat tighter and said a little prayer in your head before moving towards your living room. You snuck forward as quietly as possible, making your way towards the front door. You noticed the door was slightly ajar, and you felt a wave of panic begin to rush over you. You knew someone must have broken in, but you couldn’t see any signs of a forced entry. The door hadn’t been kicked in, and there were no marks anywhere. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Something just didn’t add up. You were leaning forward to get a closer look at the door when the silhouette appeared in the corner of your eye. This time it was directly behind you.

You swung the bat as hard as you could. The bat connected with the silhouette of a man with enough force to send him stumbling backwards into the wall behind him. You stood straighter, eyes wide and body tense. You marched forward, raising the bat to swing again at the intruder in your home. The silhouette raised its arms in a defensive pose. 

“What the fuck, Y/N?!” a familiar voice shouted.

You stopped dead in your tracks. Your eyes grew wider, this time out of sheer surprise.

“Jax?” you blurted. You lowered the bat and took a step towards the silhouette. The moonlight seeping in between the blinds on your window revealed that all-too-familiar head of blonde hair.

“Who the hell’d you think it was?” Jax responded, rubbing the shoulder that you had just whacked with a baseball bat. You noticed his words seem to slur ever so slightly. 

“I didn’t know,” you answered, your voice much calmer now. You set the bat down and walked to your best friend, a confused expression now replacing the terrified look that had been plastered all over your face. “What are you doing here?” 

“Gettin’ the shit beat out of me, apparently,” Jax retorted, eyebrows knit. “You got a mean swing.” 

You smirked proudly, then your face grew concerned. You and Jax had been friends for what seemed like forever. He had stayed over at your place more times than you could count, but it wasn’t like him to just show up unannounced. You knew something was going on with him, and you wanted to know what it was. You took in a deep breath and watched your best friend for a few seconds before asking again. “What’s going on, Jax?” 

You began inspecting the damage you had inflicted on Jax’s shoulder while you waited on an answer. His blue eyes looked at you for a moment as he decided on his words. “I had a fight with Tara,” he admitted finally.


Jax let out a defeated sigh and nodded his head. You could smell the alcohol on his breath. It was the fifth time in the last few weeks Jax and Tara had fought, but you knew this one must have been bad for him to turn up drunk at your place in the middle of the night.

“Wanna tell me what happened?” you questioned, smoothing his shirt sleeve back down and looking into his troubled eyes. You hated to see him like this, but you knew there wasn’t much you could do about it.

Jax gave you a weak smile and shook his head. “I think I just wanna crash tonight.”

You nodded your head. You knew Jax well enough to know that he would tell you what had happened when he was ready. “Okay.” You grabbed the blanket and pillow from behind the couch that you kept washed and ready to use just in case Jax ever needed a place to stay. “Get some rest and sober up, kid.” 

Jax kicked off his sneakers and settled onto the couch. “Thanks for letting me crash.” 

You smiled. “You know you can stay with me anytime, Teller.” 

“Yeah. Maybe next time you won’t beat the shit out of me first,” Jax joked, a mischievous grin spread across his lips.

You shook your head and sighed. “Goodnight, Jax.” 

He smiled up at you, his blue eyes already beginning to close. “Night, Y/N.” 

First attempt at a Negan fanfic. Language and adult content (Smut). Please let me know what you think. 

@negans-network @neganmorgan @mypapawinchester @jeffreynegan 


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

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

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A/N I love the twins so much. What house are you guys in? When i first joined pottermore and took the sorting hat quiz i got hufflepuff, but then I lost the password and everything when the website changed and had to make a new account, and then I got Slytherin!

Summary: Reader is in love with George but fights it, until he comes back after losing an ear.

Warnings: none, I dont think

George Weasley

The longer you stared at George’s resting body that was now missing an ear, the more guilty you felt for letting the order go with the plan they had. You had begged the order not to go through with their plan to get Harry to the burrow, saying that there had to be another way to get him there, but they ignored you.

The only reason you had given up was because George, who, along with Fred, was your best friend, had taken you into his arms and promised they’d be back. You didn’t know what you’d do if you had lost either one of them, more specifically George. You’d been in love with him since you could remember, only you’d never had the guts to tell him, always telling yourself you didn’t want to ruin the friendship you had with the twins in case he rejected you.

But now the need to take him in your arms and kiss him was even harder to fight, so finally you told yourself you wouldn’t fight it anymore.

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Imagine – Babysitting JJ with Jensen ((Part 2))

Word Count – 2,187

Pairing – Divorced! Jensen x Reader

Triggers – None

A/N – Part 1 is on my blog so if you want to read it go ahead. Thanks for all the replies about if I should do a part 2 I’m glad you all liked it J maybe this will become a continuing series or something if anyone has any ideas on what should happen after this please let me know.


You woke up to the sound of Jensen walking down the stairs with JJ on his side, talking to her quietly so he wouldn’t wake you up but he didn’t realize he stomps whenever he walks. He looked over at what he thought would’ve been your sleeping body but took to surprise when he noticed you were sitting up and rubbing your tired eyes.

“Oh, I didn’t wake you up did I?” “You stomp whenever you walk did you know that?” He snorted and turned his back “Nah, of course I don’t! You just hear stuff louder than what they actually are.” “Ok, whatever helps you sleep at night is fine with me.”

You looked over and noticed a trash can and glass of water next to you along with Advil. “Oh um, I put those there in case you needed it during the night.” You smiled at his words and gave him a hug. “You’re so good to me”

You sat JJ down in her highchair while you sat next to her, waiting for pancakes that Jensen was going to make. “Did you sleep well, sweetie?” She nodded tiredly, still not fully woken up yet. “She woke up around 4, went back to sleep at 5 as did I.” Jensen said while grabbing the mix out of the cabinet.

“Christmas is comin’ soon, what do you want?” He asked while JJ played with your fingers. “You don’t have to get me anything Jense.” He shook his head and laughed sarcastically loud. “You’re funny, everything you do for us? I want! To get you something, besides we get each other things every year.” “You’re so stubborn, you know that?” He nodded with a smirk, making you smile.

“Fine, I’ll start. I want an AC/DC cd, I lost mine a few years ago.” “Ok, you already know most of the stuff I like so, what does miss JJ want?” You asked her, giving her a smile while she smiled back. “Toys!” “Got it, I’ll tell Santa.” You winked while she clapped, Jensen smiling with his back turned to you so you couldn’t see. Thinking of how wonderful you are with his daughter.

The phone ringing made everyone jump. Jensen ran and grabbed it, not thinking of looking who it is. “Hey Danneel.” The name made your heart sink and ache. “Hi Jensen, I would like to get JJ today if that is ok?” “Yes that works, we’re having pancakes right now but you can get her after.” They both said their goodbyes and that was it, leaving him quiet.

“You okay?” He nodded slowly, flipping the pancake on the stove. You stood up and leaned against the counter, looking at him with worry and sadness as he tried to keep his eye contact away. “No you’re not. What’d she say?” “She’s taking JJ for a week. I never been away from her for that long ever.” He whispered, still not looking at you. “I’m sure it’ll be ok, Jense. I’ll keep you company if you want.” He smiled and nodded, making you smile too and get excited. A whole week with him, a whole week.

Pancakes are done, my dear.” He said to his daughter, giving her the small cut up pancakes on her plate and helping her eat them while he ate his own. “Just like your daddy promised, isn’t he a good man?” You leaned forward with a smile, giving Jensen a wink while he blushed to himself. You moaned at the taste, giving Jensen shivers down his spine along with tingles through his whole body. God how bad he wanted you to be his, all his.


You frowned when you heard the knock on the door. Jensen brought down JJ from her room. She was wearing her pink Mickey Mouse shirt, pink pants, black shoes along with a black bow with white polka dots, melting your heart with cuteness. “So beautiful!” You said happily, kissing her cheek while Jensen smiled along with her. “Didn’t I buy her that shirt?” You asked him. “Yeah, it’s her favorite.” You awed and kissed her cheek again, saying goodbye.

Jensen opened the door to find Danneel standing, waiting. She reached out her arms when she saw her daughter, hugging her tightly while JJ did back. “Mommy missed you so much! Has she been good?” “Always.” She smiled, hugging her again. You got up and passed Jensen her diaper bag, giving Danneel a small hello.

“Hi y/n, it’s so good to see you again! Thank you for helping Jensen take care of JJ.” “Of course, she’s a sweet kid and he’s a busy man.” You both chuckled. “Whelp, I better head off we’re going to the park. It was nice seeing you both again.” “You too, Danneel.” You and Jensen waved goodbye and closed the door slowly, all to yourselves for the first time in a long, long time.

“So, what now?” Jensen shrugged. “Come on, we’re going to have a good time.” You and him walked up to his room, turning on his radio that had a Elvis cd in it, listening to it and talking. Your favorite song of his came on, making you excited and full of energy.

You jumped off the bed and started spinning to the music while Jensen laid back and watched, smiling at you. “Come on Jense, dancing alone is boring!” He shook his head and stood up, spinning too. He took your hand and spun you around, falling into his chest making him stiff.

After that another song came on, this song was a slower one making things awkward but you didn’t care, you were having fun as was he.

“Wise men say, only fools rush in…but I…cant…help…falling in love, with you.”

You looked at Jensen while he looked at you back, wondering what to do. Should you keep dancing? Should you skip it? Before you could say anything Jensen walked up to you and took your hand in his, not like how he did on the last song. He held it softly and held it up to his chest, pulling you in as close as he could. You looked up at him with shock as he looked down at you with a different expression, like he was calm, but on the inside he was extremely nervous.

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can’t help, falling in love with you”

“Like a river flows, surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things are meant to be”

You looked up again and notice Jensen was still looking at you, making you feel nervous. “Jensen?” He didn’t answer. He leaned down slowly and kissed you lightly, making you froze but once you realized what was happening you kissed back harder, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in as much as you could. You were pressed against his chest and stomach as he wrapped his arm around your waist tightly, laying his other hand on your cheek caressing it softly.

After a few minutes of kissing you both had to catch some air, sadly. You both felt warm and excited inside, like you were in a dream. Jensen wiped the bottom of his lip with his thumb and smiled. “Better than I would’ve ever thought.” “Are you not going to tell me what that was about? Not that I minded, of course. But you’re leaving me hanging Ackles and I’m not sure how to feel.” He sat down and patted the spot next to him on the bed, letting you sit down.

“I’m in love with you, I have been for a long, very long time. Even when I was married to Dan I still felt guilty because I was in love with someone else other than her, you. You’re my star, y/n. You make this crazy life fun. You take care of me and my daughter, and you make her happy that’s all I could ever ask and you do such an amazing job at it. You’re an amazing actor, an amazing director, amazing babysitter, and most of all amazing friend and I’m sure you make an amazing girlfriend as well. Not to mention you’re the most beautiful and sexiest girl I ever met, I thought it was a dream when I first met you let along kissing you. I love you y/n, and I can’t hold it in anymore I need to know you love me too.”

You didn’t notice you had tears running down your cheeks till it hit your chest but they weren’t sad tears, they were happy tears. You ran up to him and kissed him again, so hard and so much you knew your lips were going to be sore tomorrow along with his. You kissed him like it was the end of time, like it was the last time you were ever going to see him again.

“If you didn’t get the memo, I love you too. I always have.”

“You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that.”


It was 1 AM now. You and your now boyfriend were cuddling in bed, talking about anything and everything. Jensen was laughing at American Dad while you were just lying there, taking in every feature of his. The way his eyes crinkled on the sides whenever he laughed. The way he would bite his lip after he was done laughing, and how he would pull you in a little closer every few minutes. He would rub his thumb on your shoulder, and kiss your head a lot.

“Jensen, how come you didn’t tell me earlier?” You asked, catching his attention.

“Um, just didn’t know how to I guess.” You looked at him with confusion, making him sigh.

“I’m scared to get attached, okay? Terrified. After my divorce I never talked to any new girls, never flirted to try to move on, anything. Jared suggested setting up some blind dates but I always said no. He’s actually the one who helped me get the confidence to tell you, last night.” You looked at him with shock. “Did he tell you I like you?” “He said he had a hint that you did.” You shook your head and laughed. “I’m gonna get him back for that, that darn moose.”

“I’m so terrified of losing you, y/n. I know you said you’d never leave me and JJ but I’m still scared I guess because Dan made the same promise and look where we are. Not saying that you’re going to leave, I trust you! I just can’t stand the thought of losing you, wither it be as a friend or as a girlfriend, I love you.”

You took his hand and looked him in the eyes while he looked back. “Jensen, I would never do a thing to hurt you or J. I love you both very much and I promise no matter what we will stick together.” He kissed you softly.

“I can’t get enough of that, this feels like a dream.”

“Well wake up baby because it isn’t”


The next morning Jensen decided to call Jared, letting him in on the big news. “That’s great, man! I told ya it’d go well!” “Yeah, I’m glad I took your advice, I’m very happy.” Jensen said through the phone, looking over at you and smiling to himself at the view. You were laying on the couch in his flannel shirt with no pants on, just his shirt and panties life couldn’t get any better.

You looked over and gave him a smile. “Are you staring at me, babe?” *gif up top* He smiled and looked away, rubbing his face in embarrassment. “I love you!” You yelled. “I love you too!” “Aww, I love you three dude.” Jared joked.

“Maybe we can have a double date! You and y/n, me and Gen!” “Sounds good to me, JJ’s with Danneel all week so other than work I’m free.” “Great! I’ll let you know when we’re free too.” They left with goodbyes, leaving you and him alone with each other.

“God you look so gorgeous in my shirt.” Jensen blushed, kissing you after.

You guys spent most of the day watching scary movies together, cuddling up to him whenever you got scared and he’d wrap his strong arms around you letting you know you’re safe. You both were happily in love, for the first time in forever, and damn it felt good to spend it together.

“I was right, you are an amazing girlfriend, and we just started dating so I can’t even imagine how amazing it’s going to keep going.”

[ Imagine you’re a post-op trans female and you’ve just moved to Charming to start working at the hospital as a nurse practitioner when you catch the eye of Happy Lowman. ] 

You sighed as you pulled off your white coat and hung it inside your work locker. It had been a long, trying day, and you were just ready to be home. You grabbed your purse from its hook inside your locker and turned towards the door, signaling the end of another work day.

You knew taking a new job in a new town far away from home was exactly what you needed. You had turned your entire life around, and you finally felt like the person you always knew you were deep down. You were cultivating a life you were proud of, a life you loved. And moving to Charming was all part of that plan. As a trans woman, your life had been anything but easy. Now that you had finally moved away from the small, closed-minded town you had grown up in, you finally felt like the person you were supposed to be. You just didn’t expect the adjustment to be so hard. 

No one in Charming knew your story. No one knew anything about you, really, other than you were the new nurse practitioner at St. Thomas Hospital and you were damn good at your job. You were an enigma, and that was just the way you liked it.

You crossed the parking lot of the hospital, making your way to your car. That’s when you locked eyes with a tall, handsome man. Your eyes scanned his tattooed, muscular arms. He was easily the most attractive man you had ever seen, and the sight of him made your heart flutter. You already knew exactly who he was, or at least what he was. He was a Son. That much was clear. You had only been in Charming a few short weeks, but you had already heard more than enough about the Sons of Anarchy. 

The man stood from his motorcycle, placing his helmet on the seat and never breaking eye contact with you. You felt frozen. His gaze was so intense, so hypnotizing you felt like he could see straight through you. You could feel his eyes looking you up and down, and it made you nervous. As attracted as you were to him, you knew you needed to keep your distance. He crossed the parking lot, heading straight towards you. He flashed you a coy smile, and you felt your hands shake. He was so handsome, in the most rugged kind of way, and you were dying to get to know him. But you knew it wasn’t a good idea. Not everyone was as open and understanding as you hoped they would be, and something told you a Son would definitely not understand. So you decided you’d keep your distance. 

“Hey, beautiful,” the man said, his voice rough and gravelly. He flashed you a smile. “My name’s Happy.” 

You nodded your head. Your nerves were getting the best of you. “Y/N,” you answered politely, “I, uh, have to go. It was n-nice to meet you, Happy.” You continued walking, making your way to your car in an attempt to escape any further conversation with Happy. 

You wanted to get to know him. You wanted to stay and talk. You wanted to know how his lips would feel on yours. But you never would. You knew that. He was a member of the Sons of Anarchy. There was no way he would be interested in you if he knew you were trans. You were sure of it. Deep down, you feared he might become angry if he found out. As much as you wanted to get to know Happy, you couldn’t put your safety at risk. So you swallowed your feelings and walked away, leaving Happy standing alone in the parking lot and watching after you.


You hadn’t realized it at the time, but walking away from Happy like that with not so much as an explanation had only made him want you more. He spent the next week thinking about you, wondering what your story was. He had never seen you before. You had to be new to town. You were too beautiful for him not to have noticed you before now. He was driving himself crazy, wondering when he would run into you again, if he would run into you again. He had to see you again. He hadn’t felt such a strong connection to anyone in a long time. He knew the two of you could have something amazing, explosive even, if only you’d give him the chance.

You were struggling with the same issue. You felt a spark with Happy in the few moments you had shared with him. Maybe it had just been the nerves talking, but you could have sworn you felt something with Happy in those few brief minutes. You could feel it the moment your eyes had met his all the way across that parking lot. But you and Happy could never happen. You knew that, deep down, but that nagging voice inside your head wouldn’t let the thought of him go.

You were walking aimlessly down the sidewalk, lost in your own thoughts. You had been avoiding Happy for the last few days, but it seemed like he was everywhere. You were so busy inside your own head, you hadn’t even realized Happy was standing right across the street from you. The moment he caught sight of you, his heart began to race.

“Hey!” Happy’s voice called, snapping you from your thoughts. You looked up, startled. His face lit up in a smile the moment you looked at him. “Y/N!” He crossed the street quickly, making a beeline straight towards you. 

You stood there, once again frozen by Happy’s intense gaze. He looked genuinely happy to see you, but you were a little terrified. Happy was an attractive man, but he was intimidating as hell. You couldn’t keep running into him like this. You knew he would find out that you were trans eventually. You weren’t ashamed of who you were, and you weren’t trying to hide anything. You knew who you were and what you had gone through to get there, and you were damn proud of yourself. But you also knew Happy could never find out the truth about you. You were scared of what he might do if he ever did. 

“I was hopin’ I’d see you again,” he said, smiling as he stood in front of you. He watched you for a few seconds before he spoke. “I’ve been thinking about you all week.”

You said nothing for a moment. You knew where this conversation was heading. Happy had made it clear that he was attracted to you. You knew it was just a matter of time before he asked you out, officially. Your heart fluttered at the thought, but reality also set in. You and Happy would never work. Even if you did agree to go out with him, he would have to find out the truth eventually. And then what would you do? What would he do? You didn’t want him to think you were hiding anything, and you didn’t want him to feel like you had tricked him. You had heard the stories of other women like yourself who had become victims at the hands of cowardly men. You knew things could get dangerous fast, and you never wanted to become another statistic.

“I want to take you out,” he said matter-of-factly.

You sighed. You already knew this was coming. “Happy, I don’t have time for this,” you blurted suddenly. “Look, you’re great, okay? But I can’t go out with you.” You looked at the disappointed expression on his face. “I-I gotta go.” 

You walked away from Happy for the second time that week without another word.


As hard as you tried, you couldn’t seem to stay away from Happy Lowman. You had managed to run into him another ten times over the next few weeks, much to your own dismay. Every time you saw him, he asked you out. And every time he asked you out, you found it a little harder to say no. You were the first woman Happy had ever really asked on an actual date. He had never been good at the whole dating thing, and he wasn’t really sure what he was doing wrong when it came to you. He had even brought you flowers. He couldn’t understand why you wouldn’t just go out with him. You were clearly interested in him. You had even gone so far as to tell him you were attracted to him. You told him you thought he was great, yet you wouldn’t go out with him. The worst part was you wouldn’t even tell him why. Every time Happy asked, you would give him some lame excuse. You could never give him a real reason.

You were making your way to St. Thomas Hospital to begin your shift when you spotted Happy leaned against his bike in the parking lot, evidently waiting on you.You pretended not to notice him, but Happy could already tell you had seen him. He knew what you were doing. You were avoiding him, and he wanted to know why. You walked past him quickly, keeping your eyes down and focused on your shoes.

Happy stood from his bike. “Y/N,” he groaned, jogging to keep up with you as you hurriedly walked towards the hospital entrance. “Just wait.”

You stopped and looked at him. You let out a deep sigh. “What, Hap?”  

Happy stopped and stared at you for a moment. You were so beautiful, and you were so mysterious. He couldn’t figure you out. One moment you were telling him you were attracted to him and thought he was great, then the next you were refusing to go out with him without so much as a reason why. He couldn’t figure you out, and it was driving him crazy. 

“Why do you keep running from me?” Happy asked suddenly, his expression a mixture of concern and disappointment. He let out a short, sad sounding laugh. “You scared of me or something?” 

“Happy,” you sighed loudly. “You really don’t give up easily, do you?” 

A mischievous smile crossed Happy’s face. “No, ma’am, I don’t.” 

You looked around the parking lot nervously. You knew you were going to have to tell Happy the real reason you were avoiding him eventually. Every time the two of you spoke, you felt yourself falling for him. He made you laugh, he was sweet, and he was handsome as hell. And he also wouldn’t take no for an answer when it came to you. 

“Look, Hap,” you sighed again, “I like you, okay? A lot.” Your eyes searched the sky for a moment as you collected your thoughts. You had to tell him, one way or another, but you were terrified. You hoped with all your heart that he wouldn’t, but you were scared he would react violently when you told him the truth. “But there’s a lot of shit you don’t know about me.” 


“So, I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to go out.” 

“Give me one good reason why you won’t go out with me,” Happy retorted. 

“I’m trans,” you blurted. 

Happy looked at you for a moment in silence. You were wondering what was going through his mind, and you were fearing the worst. Your nerves took over, and your hands began to shake. You decided to continue.

“I was born a male, physically anyway,” you explained. “But I’ve always been a woman on the inside. I’ve known since I was a kid.” You swallowed hard. You feared what Happy’s reaction would be. “I’ve been living as female since I was a kid,” you continued, “But I started hormones when I was a teenager.” You took in a deep, shaky breath. “And, uh, I’ve had all the, uh, surgeries.” 

“Okay,” was all Happy said.

You cocked your head to the side, now confused. “Okay?”

He nodded his head. “Okay.” He shrugged nonchalantly and flashed you a smile. “So you gonna go to dinner with me now, or what?”

You let out a deep breath that you felt like you had been holding forever and nodded your head. A happy, relieved smile formed on your lips. “Yeah. Dinner sounds good.” 

Derek Hale Imagine:

Quite simply, you’re exhausted and a little bit cold, so Derek falls asleep beside you.


You spent nearly two whole weeks with your friends chasing the witches around town. It should’ve only taken a week but they blended in so easily with the other students at school. Their presence around town had you so anxious, that most of your nights were sleepless. You’d get in a couple hours here and there, otherwise, you were worried about the sudden frost on your window, the stormy clouds around town, and if you and your friends would ever be safe again.

               Of course, like every problem the pack faces, it was overcome. The witches were shunned from Beacon Hills, their powers drained, and you were safe. Now it was time to rest. And you all were exhausted.

               Everyone was staying at Scott’s home for the night. Stiles insisted on calling it a party, but Lydia told him this was nothing like a party it was just friends hanging out. He started a campfire in the yard and opened a few beers for himself to feel like a party. Lydia even joined him for a little while, and eventually everyone went outside; except for you and Derek Hale.

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Request – Damon Salvatore “Comfortable”

You sighed. It had been a long day at work and now you were back home –well… back in the Salvatore mansion-… you only wanted to flop on the couch, put on your pyjamas, eat ice cream and watch some stupid movies. This time of the month was always the worst, and you knew you weren’t the best company then.
“I’m home!”, you yelled to whoever was there. Usually Damon. Stefan sometimes as well, but he had been spending a lot of time over at Caroline’s place lately. Which… wasn’t that bad, actually. You didn’t think you’d tolerate him tonight. Damon on the other hand… spoken of the devil. He suddenly appeared, leaning against the door frame.
“You already consider this your home, don’t you?” You shrugged.
“I practically moved in, didn’t I? And don’t play cocky ok? I might bite your head off at the moment, and I’m not even a vampire.” He started chuckling when he walked over to you, pressing a kiss on your forehead.
“Oh, I knew that the moment you walked into this house. It’s that time again, isn’t it?” You cocked your head.
“Really? Am I that obvious.” He shrugged.
“Nah… you just keep forgetting I’m a vampire.” You wrinkled your nose.
“Ew…” That made sure he started laughing.
“I can’t help it, Y/N. I just have a nose for blood. Sit. I’ll be right there, ok?” You pushed the thought of Damon smelling blood, even that kind of blood out of your head. That was… no, just no… Better just to do what you were planning to do. You kicked out your shoes and flopped on the couch, burying your feet underneath you, pulling a blanket that was still there over you. It didn’t take long before Damon joined you there, crouching next to you, and you gratefully rested your head on his shoulder.
“I could get used to this, you know…” You could almost feel him smirking next to you.
“Don’t get used to it, it’s temporary, ok?” You turned around, smiling.
“Afraid of a woman on hormones?” He pulled you a bit tighter towards him, and you let him. You had cramps, and it was a long time ago someone had taken care of you like this. You weren’t going to object if Damon was the one doing that. He softly stroked your arm.  
“Terrified…” His hand disappeared for a moment. “So terrified in fact that I brought a peace offering. Is this enough to keep the raging hormones in check?” A huge bar of chocolate came in sight, and for one moment you forgot how terrible you felt. You turned around.
“Really? You brought that for me?” He shrugged.
“Did some digging on the internet today on how to treat someone on a period, and chocolate was on about every website, so…” You started laughing. He had actually looked up what he had to do to make you happy right now? That was… unexpected, but incredibly sweet.
“I never expected that from you…” He smirked.
“Well, I do love a good surprise…” You broke of a piece of chocolate, moaning at the taste.
“You managed… I think I’m gonna keep you around.”, you said when you nestled yourself against him again. You’d survive this month.

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Damage Control

Brett X Reader
Brett gets flustered the first time he meets Y/N and can’t seem to control what comes out of his mouth.

You sat on the bleachers of the lacrosse field. There were still a few hours until either team had to warm up for the game, but here all the Devenford Prep and Beacon Hills players were. Of course, the pack was there as well.
You had shown up late because Theo had held you up in the hallway. The only place left to sit with the group was next to some Devenford Prep kid. You sat down and they introduced you. His name was Brett.
“So, what are you?” he asked confidently.
“Satan,” you said with a completely straight face. He looked absolutely terrified for about three seconds until the others started laughing. “I’m human. No special abilities.”
“Oh, uh, I’m a natural born wolf,” he replied. You were enjoying how much he seemed to squirm.
“Cool story,” you said, turning to ask Liam about the movie you had seen the ad for the night before.
“I’ve heard a lot of bad reviews on it,” Brett interjected. You and Liam both looked at him for a second. “I mean, they could be wrong and all. I don’t know I haven’t seen it, and–”
“Whoa, slow down,” you said, placing a hand on his arm. He laughed awkwardly and looked at your hand.
“Sorry, I’m not usually this awkward. Let’s start over. I’m Brett,” he said, offering you his hand.
“Y/N. Nice to meet you,” you giggled.

REQUEST: How about one where steve and you get pregnant and he gets all protective but you hate that so he has bucky secretly watching over you during missions.

You felt like you were being followed.

There was a slight panic that pulsed through your veins. You tried to remember all of the self defense moves that Steve taught you. Knee to the groan, kick the shin and run. Car keys between the fingers and jab.

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A/N: This has a bit more angst than fluff sorry, I have a hard time finding an absolute balance between the two. But, the more I wrtie the more I’ll improve I guess! Thanks for this request anon I hope you like it!<3 

Prompt:  Could you do a reader x Pietro about Pietro getting a nightmare and reader helps him through it. Set after AoU and lots of fluff. Thanks in advance and by the way your blog is awesome!!

Warnings: Death



Pietro was dying.

He knew it the moment the bullets pierced through his skin.

The first thought he had was how ironic this was. Quicksilver beaten by exactly what his alias was.

‘I suppose there is worse ways to go’ he thought to himself.

Death was never a fear of Pietro’s, after what happened to his parents and the horrors of the experiments he had learned to expect death with every movement he made. It followed him closely, but never seemed touched him.
But now that it had, the only feeling he could muster was surprise.
He was so young, how could his time already be up?

He could see the bullets riddled through his body, shouldn’t he feel more pain?

‘There is worse ways to go’ he reminded himself.

Looking up at the archer, he chose his final words.  

“You didn’t see that coming?” He smirked

A smile, a fall, and within moments a fallen Avenger. In the quickest and last minute of his life, the light that had always shone through Pietro faded.


Pietro was dead.

He knew that. So why could he see?

He saw the archer pick up his corpse. He saw the last shuttle depart from the doomed city, but what he didn’t see on that shuttle was his sister.
Where was she?

Just then he heard a screech from the church.

In moments, he was in the cathedral where he had fought with his comrades not twenty minutes earlier.
He saw it’s ruins, but he didn’t see his twin.

“WANDA” he called

Suddenly he was in a train.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the lump of metal that was Ultrons main body with it’s ‘heart’ laid beside it.
Out of other corner of his eye he saw his sister sobbing and shaking.


With hatred burning in her eyes, Wanda stood to face her twin.  

“You PROMISED” she cried. Tears freely flowing from her glowing red eyes.  

“Wanda, you need to get out of here” Pietro pleaded. “It isn’t safe”.  

“Nor is it safe to run in front of bullets brother. Because of you I’m alone in this world, YOU LEFT ME!” She shrieked.

“Wanda PLEASE” Pietro cried

“How could you?” she whispered, the words ringing loud in Pietro’s ears.  

The pain in his heart, was this the true pain of death? The severance from the ones you love? the anger? the burning guilt?
The bullets pained Pietro, but the hopelessness and anger coursing through Wanda’s veins hurt more.

Then the city began to fall, and the twins were once again thrown off their feet. But this time Pietro couldn’t help Wanda, he couldn’t PROTECT her. All he could do was watch her fall.  

As the city came closer to the ground he saw the fear in his twins eyes.

This is because of you’ a voice said.

It was right. All because he wanted to be brave, both twins would fall in the same day.

Within moments, the city collided with the ground.


“Sssh, it’s alright Piet” Y/N cooed.

Pietro had been thrashing in his sleep, that’s what initially woke you up.  

“It was so real” he whispered

When he started whispering his sisters name and thrashing harder, you began to get alarmed.
You had been trying to wake him for a few minutes before he awoke with a scream.

“I know, but it wasn’t. Okay? You’re fine. You’re both fine” you soothed

“It was terrifying Y/N. I watched her die, and it was all because of me. I died” he panicked

“Pietro, look at me” you said.

As his eyes slowly met yours you continued to speak.

“You’re alive and Wanda is just fine. You got shot multiple times Pietro, you can’t expect NOT to have trauma from that. But it was just a nightmare, everything’s okay. I’m right here”, you comforted.  

Slowly, Pietro’s posture relaxed.

“Thank you Y/N” he said

You smiled as you began to lay back down, Pietro mirroring your actions.  

“Do you want to watch a movie to get your mind off it?” You offered.

“No” Pietro said, pulling you closer to him, “I just want to hold you for a while” he replied.

So there you two laid in silence, pressed firmly against each other until you both again eased to sleep.