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Imagine bringing your child out to public for the first time with Chris.

A/N: Here’s the epilogue! Oh my God, it’s always so hard to part with a series. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed it, I’m not sure if I’ll be back again with another but we’ll see. I’ll be linking the previous parts here: (Memory Lane - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5) and (Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts and Baby Fever - Masterlist)

You and Chris smiled as you watched your son look out the tinted window of the limousine; he was utterly mesmerized by the crowds of people waiting to see his father, as well as the rest of the ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ cast. As insane as it was, you and Chris had decided to take your seventeen month old baby to the premiere of Infinity War Part 2.

There were a few reasons that led to the decision: Chris not wanting to be apart from either of you, you not wanting to miss Chris’ premiere, the cast wanting Baby Cap to be apart of the celebration, Chris not wanting to constantly answer the question “when will we see Jack?”, both of you a little sick of the paparazzi trying to get a sneaky shot of your son; the list went on and on. It took a couple nights of discussion before you finally decided that it was time for your child to be introduced to Hollywood. You both agreed that if Ryan and Blake did it with ease, why couldn’t the two of you do it too?

“Daddy, look.” Jack glanced back at Chris as he poked his tiny finger at the window. “People,” he said with a wide grin which made you and Chris smile. “Lots of people.” He said then giggled to himself, making you and Chris chuckle.

It amazed the two of you how smart your son was at seventeen months old; he could speak in full sentences with zero baby talk. You believed it was because your son was a genius, whereas Chris said it was because of your control issues; you spoke to your son like you spoke to other adults, banning baby talk completely because- that was how your mom raised you and your brothers. Whatever the reason, you were both glad your son was the way he was because he made a very good conversationalist and gave both of you the company you needed when the other was working.

The limousine slowed to a stop and Jack gasped excitedly, carefully climbing off the leather seat and padding over to the door. “Let’s go,” he said and yanked at the locked door handle. “Daddy, let’s go. Open the door, please.” He grabbed Chris’ hand and put it on the handle, thinking his father could open what he couldn’t.

“Before I do, we’re going to have to talk man to man.” Chris told Jack. “Okay, buddy?” He asked for confirmation and Jack nodded in response. “There are lots of people here tonight, so you’re going to have to stay with-”

“Is Uncle Seba going to be there?” Jack quizzed.

“Yes, he is.” Chris nodded, chuckling softly. “Now you’re going-”

“What about Auntie Scar?” Jack continued to interrupt his father; Chris glanced at you with a weary smile and you pressed your lips together, suppressing your smile; he clearly got that from you. “Is she going to be there?”

“Yes sweetheart,” you told him, taking his small hands in yours. “They’re all going to be there. Uncle Rob, Uncle Tony, Uncle Chris, Aunt Liz, everyone is going to be there.” You said and he smiled. “Now can you please listen to us while we give out some ground rules?”

“Ground rules,” he nodded and pressed his lips together to show you he was done talking. You turned to Chris with a smug smirk and he scoffed, chuckling softly with a shake of his head. Jack Evans was close with his father, yes, but that boy was definitely your boy.

“You’re going to have to stay close to me and your daddy, okay?” You told him and he nodded. “There are going to be lots of people tonight, if you run off- we won’t be able to find you and that is going to make us very upset. You don’t want to see us upset, do you?” He shook his head. “Good,” you kissed the top of his head.

“But let’s say I do run off,” he began as you pulled away. “By accident,” he quickly added, feigning innocence before that cheeky grin; a splitting image of Chris, really. “Won’t Captain America just be able to find me?” He asked and made both you and Chris burst into laughter.

“You know what, bud.” Chris picked your laughing son up and hooked him onto his side. “I think it’s safer if you just cling onto Captain America tonight.” Jack giggled when Chris tickled him, wrapping his arms around his father’s neck. “You too, beautiful,” he looked over at you with a smile and you nodded, slipping your hand into his. 

• • • • • • • • 

The crowd unsurprisingly went wild at the sight of the three of you on the red carpet, the surprising thing was how much your son enjoyed the attention; the one trait that he didn’t get from the two of you. He giggled every time he did something cute and got the crowds cheering for him, it definitely got you thinking about what career he was going to pursue when he was older. You and Chris glanced at each other, smiling as you watched your son wave at the cameras; perhaps being made for Hollywood was genetic.

“Chris, Y/N! It’s so good to see you again,” Alexia, a known reporter from Vanity Fair, greeted the both of you with a smile that grew wider when Jack smiled and waved at her. “Hi buddy,” she gave him a small wave. “This must be the famous Jack Evans, it’s very nice to finally meet you.”

“I’m famous?” Jack looked over at you and Chris; the both of you chuckled and nodded. “I’m famous!” He cheered, leaning back and throwing his arms in the air. “Daddy,” he cupped Chris’ face in his small hands, “I’m famous. Did you know that?”

“Do you even know what famous means, bud?” Chris chuckled softly.

“It’s what you and Momma are,” he responded. “And now I’m famous too.”

“He’s adorable,” Alexia commented and you both nodded in agreement. “It’s really nice to see all of you out and about. It’s been a while, especially for you, Y/N.” You nodded. “How has parenthood been treating both of you? Things must be a little chaotic around the house considering-” she gestured to Chris, “you have press and-” she gestured to you, “you’re just getting back into work. I heard you’ve just signed a contract with Paramount writing a drama?” You nodded. “So what’s life like at home? You both look great, by the way.”

“Doesn’t she?” Chris smiled at you.

“Oh stop it,” you looked over at Chris, chuckling, before you turned back to Alexia. “No, things have actually been really smooth sailing at home. Yes, we’ve got a lot on our plates but we’ve got a great family backing us up. Both our parents have been incredibly helpful, Chris’ siblings- Scott and Shana who don’t have kids of their own are always happy to help us with Jack. It also helps that Jack is superbly well-behaved,” you smiled at Jack when he giggled. “And that I’ve got a wonderful husband. We only work because we’re a team, and we are a very good team.”

“A well oiled-” Chris began only to be interrupted by Jack.

“Uncle Seba!” Jack spotted Sebastian and called out excitedly, reaching over Chris’ shoulder; Sebastian opened his mouth and widened his eyes, running over in the most comedic manner to make Jack laugh. “Uncle Seba!” He laughed, clapping his hands.

“Hey Jack Jack.” Sebastian booped his nose and Jack’s laughter grew louder. “You look so handsome in your little suit, I wish I was as handsome as you.” Jack tapped Chris’ shoulder and gestured for him to pass him over to Uncle Seba. “C'mere, bud.” Sebastian held out his arms with a soft chuckle.

“You basically gave a speech and he didn’t interrupt you once, but the second I speak-” Chris shook his head, chuckling as he passed Jack over to Sebastian. “You’re too much like your mom, Jack.” He said, straightened the back of Jack’s little jacket.

“I think he’s too much like you,” you disagreed, leaning into Chris as he wrapped an arm around your waist. “You always said you were a momma’s boy, right?” You whispered into his ear and he chuckled. “I guess this is payback for how you made your dad feel.”

“Look, who’s that?” Sebastian bounced Jack in his arms as he pointed at Anthony who was finishing up an interview a few meters down. “It’s Mack Attack, do you want to go say hi?” He asked Jack who immediately nodded. “Let’s-” He stopped himself when he remembered Jack wasn’t his kid and his parents were standing right there. “Can we?” He asked, his eyes as wide and innocent as your son’s.

“Please?” Jack pleaded. “Can we, please?”

“What do you think?” You looked over at Chris and he sighed, chuckling.

“Captain America would trust Bucky Barnes,” you heard Sebastian whisper into Jack’s ear.

“Captain America would trust Bucky Barnes,” Jack repeated for his father to hear and you all laughed. “Please, Daddy? Please can I go? I promise I won’t run off, I’ll stay with Uncle Seba until I see you and Momma again.”

“I’ll take good care of him,” Sebastian assured the both of you.

“Fine,” Chris finally caved. Sebastian and Jack grinned at each other and started to make their way over to Anthony, who had spotted them and was now grinning too. “If you lose him, Sebastian Stan, don’t bother coming back.” Chris called after them and earned a two finger wave from both boys, making you laugh.

“Relax,” you gently rubbed his back.

“Gee, thanks,” he bit sarcastically and you chuckled.

“Do you need a distraction?” You asked. “I’ve got some Gummi Bears in my clutch.”

“I think I’d much rather a kiss.” He told you and smiled when you leaned in, pressing your lips against his. You felt him smile as you smiled yourself. “Yeah,” he breathed when he broke it, resting his forehead against yours. “Much better.”

“Higher, higher!” You heard your son cheer and both of you turned in their direction; Anthony was now holding Jack, and tossing him in the air. Chris gasped whereas you chuckled. “Higher, Uncle Tony!” He squealed with delight as he was tossed up again.

“Mackie!” Chris pulled away from you and jogged over, leaving you behind. “How many times have I told you not to toss my son in the air! Hey, stop! Sebastian, I trusted you to keep him safe. That is not keeping him safe!”

“He’s a protective dad, isn’t he?” Alexia quizzed, laughing softly.

“Did we really expect him to be anything less?” You responded, smiling.

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Unconfident Daryl

Daryl Dixon tells you he has a confession before one of your week long supply trips with Maggie, but once you return, Daryl seems a little hesitant to go through with it.

  • Daryl Dixon x Reader
  • 2024 Words
  • Warnings: Cussing, talk of sex.

The supply run was a complete bust, only arriving back at Alexandria with a few items on the list of things needed, plus a few things that weren’t listed. At this point, you couldn’t be too picky. Most towns were bare of anything salvageable and most runs took anywhere from two weeks to two months.

You fiddle with the small box in your hands, twisting it between your fingers as the truck pulls through the gates, seeing a very familiar face directing Maggie where to park. Abe was smiling, though you weren’t quite sure how to feel about that smile on his face. It was hard to pick Abraham sometimes, never knowing what was going through his mind.

“Find anything useful?” Abe asks, strolling over to your window and peering inside. He notices the box in your hand and raises an eyebrow. “That?”

“Shut up.” You push your door open and jump from the truck, landing on your feet perfectly. “It’s a gift.” You state as you walk by the ginger and help Maggie unload the bags. It wasn’t much, just a few cans of food and maybe there was a diaper bag in there for Judith. At this point, it was hard to remember what you grabbed.

“Hey!” Carl ran over, his hat sitting atop his head as usual, with a giant smile plastered across his cheeks. “Find any games?” He asked eagerly. The boy had been asking for any kind of entertainment for months now, since they found him a small gaming device that still worked, but only for the next couple of weeks. There was no way to charge it, bringing the fun to an end quickly for the growing boy.

Maggie’s lips turn down and she gently shakes her head at the young boy that had somehow passed her height. “Not this time, buddy.”

That doesn’t seem to bring Carl’s mood down too much. He grins, agreeing that next time they would have luck, and ran off to play with one of the other kids.

“What is with everyone?” You ask Maggie as you take the bags up to the kitchen. “It’s like a damn Hallmark movie up in here.”

Maggie laughs at your comment, nodding ever so slightly at the thought of such a happy life. “Wouldn’t that be nice? I can only remember the WalMart baby, though.”

“WalMart baby!” You giggle.

As you two talk about the movie, you come up to Daryl’s house. The garage door is open, revealing his precious motorcycle sitting in pieces. Though that wasn’t exactly what caught your attention. No, what caught your attention was the Dixon ass poking out from the hood of one of the old supply trucks. You knew it had run out of gas some time back and blown some sort of fuse. Daryl was asked weeks ago to fix it.

You feel your legs slow down as you got closer, wanting to linger just a little bit to watch as his butt wiggles in the air as he cussed at the engine and made a loud clanking sound with his tools.

Maggie gave you a small push toward the man and, with a wink, took the bag from you. She scurries off to meet Glenn, Rick, and Abe.

Feeling your heart race against your chest, you decide that now was the time. You make your way over to Daryl, the man you’ve had a crush on since you laid eyes on him. It was unsure why, seeing as you hardly dated before the apocalypse, leaving you a bit confused when it came to dating.

Not that you weren’t good looking or anything of the sort. Honestly, you always felt confident in your looks, especially without making yourself up and dressing in those frilly dresses all the girls used to wear. You were naturally pretty, you just weren’t into the dating scene all too much. Guys were never on top of your list.

“Son of a–!” Daryl pops his head up, sucking on his index finger as he whips around and catches you staring at him. His body tenses up as he slowly lets his finger fall from his lips, his eyes squinting, trying to figure you out as quickly as possible.

“I brought you something.” You force a smile onto your lips. Daryl was your crush, and Daryl liked to flirt back, but you always thought that was Daryl, giving in to your little game. You never thought he was serious about it, never. He would always make fun of the way you were looking at him, giving him the ‘fuck me’ look and licking your lips every time he rearranged his junk in front of you. You were completely and utterly smitten by this man.

“Me?” The words came out in a low growl, the very same growl that made your skin crawl and that smile to spread across your cheeks. “What is it?”

With a swift movement, you hand him the pack of cigarettes you knew he likes, unopened and with a working lighter tied around it. “Found it in the house we raided. Thought you could use it.” You shrug, remembering Daryl telling you a while ago that he was in need of a good smoke.

Daryl nods a thanks, though his lips remain in a thin line and his shoulders still look tense.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, not able to shake off the fact that Daryl was the only one in town that hadn’t smiled at you yet, or hardly given you much of a look at all. “Everyone else is in a good mood.”

A cigarette between his teeth already, Daryl lights it quickly and takes a long drag, fluttering his eyelids closed as he took in his nicotine. He breathes the smoke out, blowing it out of the corner of his mouth so it didn’t catch in your face. “Dunno.”

“What’s going on between us?” You bring your voice down, knowing that anyone could be eavesdropping.

He pocketed the pack and slips the stick between his fingers. “Not sure what you mean.” He grumbles and looks back inside the engine of the truck, clearly avoiding the subject.

A little bit of courage bursts inside you. You cross your arms over your chest. Maggie was right—you needed to talk to Daryl about this. All the mixed signals were getting in the way of something that could potentially be great.

“Just before I left, you acted like you wanted to tell me something and now you’re doing your best to push me away.” You point out the obvious, wishing you hadn’t the moment the words left your lips.

Daryl looks up at you, the cigarette hanging between his teeth as he flicks his eyes up to meet yours. His lips are still in a thin line and his jaw clenches. “That was before I started thinkin’, doll. I ain’t got nuthin’ to say.” And he went back to his tinkering.

“Daryl.” You say sternly, standing your ground and promising yourself not to back down now. “Why can’t we just have a normal conversation?”

“There ain’t nuthin’ worth sayin’.” Daryl flicks the bud onto the ground and stomps it out with the heel of his boot. His hair falls into his face, but he doesn’t push it back. It gives him a little cover from the truth.

Anger shot through you and you ball your left hand into a fist, ready to slam it on the hood of the nearest car. “Before I left, you started to say something. I want to know what that something was.” You demand him. “If it has anything to do with this age gap then—“

“Age gap?” His eyes move back, meeting yours as he straightens his back up and crosses his arms. His muscles flex and relax again, giving you a little shiver down your spine. You loved when Daryl went sleeveless and showed off those curvy arms of his. “Fuckin’ age gap? I don’t care ‘bout no age, Y/N.”

‘Then what is it?” You were no longer quiet, you raise your voice to get a point across. You wouldn’t let him go until he gave you an explanation this time. Daryl was a quiet man, likes to stick to himself, but he wouldn’t be able to just bury his emotions now.

Daryl shifts his weight from one foot to the other and kicks at a pebble on the ground, allowing his arms to fall at his sides. He turns his nose up to the sky just before he opens his mouth and tries to think of a way to answer that will both satisfy you and keep him out of trouble. “I can’t afford to lose you.”

That should have been something sweet shared between two lovers. Coming from a Dixon, it was much more. The sound of him saying those words to you melts your heart, even though you were still upset with him, it made this a little easier.

“You won’t lose me.” You smile, assuring the man.

Daryl looks up, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red at the realization of what he said. “Forget it.” He growls and returns to his job.

Maybe it was the adrenaline, but you found yourself padding over to Daryl and wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. It was something you’ve dreamt of doing for weeks now. To feel his skin against yours, that was much needed. “You won’t lose me.”

He grabs both your wrists and shoves you off him, carefully. You drop your hands to your sides and it feels like your heart was ripped from your chest. Daryl watches you with his eyes narrowed and his chest heaving like a wild dog getting ready for an attack.

“If I let you get close, I’ll end up losing you.”

He wasn’t making any sense to you. You tilt your head to the left and let your own hair fall in your face, not bothering to push it aside. “If you let me closer, we can have a good time.”

“I’m too rough.” He rumbles.

“Rough?” You blink your eyes a couple of times, still very confused. “I can handle that.”

Daryl savagely shakes his head and flings his hair everywhere. “Naw. Naw, you can’t and I’m not allowing myself to take a chance.”

It takes you another minute to understand what Daryl was rambling about. You assumed, at first, he meant he was rough around relationships, hardly knowing how to be in one. Now, you were realizing he wasn’t talking about just the relationship. Daryl was scared of physically hurting you.

“I fuck up too bad.” Daryl goes on, but he didn’t seem to realize you were slowly moving closer to him, taking the final five steps to close the space between the two of you.

“Fuck me up, Daryl.” You purr, pressing your chest to his and leaning up on your tiptoes just a little. “Show me how you’re an animal in bed.”

Daryl gulps and his eyes flick from your eyes to your lips, all the way down to your breasts which are placed against his chest, wanting to pop out of that shirt you were wearing. He’s thinking hard on it, wanting to resists but at the same time, loving the challenge. The spark ignited in his eyes, shining through as he grabbed your waist with enough force to leave a bruise for weeks. You squeak and grab hold on the front of his shirt and wait until he crashes his lips into yours, not caring who saw, not caring that he was a bit sloppy at first.

Daryl Dixon was finally yours, rocking your world, promising you that he would get better with the boyfriend thing eventually. You loved his little fuck ups, though. The way he wasn’t sure how to comfort you other than to hold you and kiss your forehead or the way he awkwardly held your hand whilst walking down the street, unsure if he wanted the whole of Alexandria to know who he was seeing every night, bruising to the high heavens.

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Coincidence: Chapter 2

Chapter 1  Chapter 3   Chapter 4

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings: Cursing/swearing, sexual jokes

Word Count: 1,561

It had been a few weeks since your first encounter with V and you hadn’t been able to get a proper rest since. The scene plagued your mind 24/7 with a myriad of unanswered questions. It seemed like you just couldn’t concentrate without knowing what exactly occurred on that night.

“Hey, (Y/N)! You still with me?” your best friend Jungkook yelled at you, waving his hand in front of your face.

“Hmm? Oh yeah, totally, man! What were we talking about?” you replied while scratching your head bashfully.

“Well I was talking about how you need to get laid”

“No I don’t!” you giggled, slapping him on the chest.

“Yes you do! All you do is stay inside your apartment watching Netflix; you need to get out and find yourself a man,” you slapped him once again.

“Or girl? I don’t judge.”

“Oh my god Jungkook! I am straight, you know that!”

Jungkook just laughed and stood up, motioning for you to follow him.

“Let’s go get something to eat.”

You simply nodded and followed him. You hadn’t known Jungkook for long, a year at the most, but, it felt as if you had known him forever. He was one of your first friends in college, making socializing so much easier. He was the social and confident type. However, what surprised you the most was the fact that he has trouble communicating with girls he finds attractive. He would always stumble on his words and end up saying something completely humiliating. It was amazing, really, watching how fast this confident man turned into a shy five-year-old.

You followed the tall man as he maneuvered both of you through the crowded streets, finally arriving at a small diner a little ways away from the school building. Surprisingly, the diner was nearly empty despite being in close range of the school, must be expensive.

“Kookie, how much would this place cost? You know I don’t have a lot of money,” you said tugging on Jungkook’s sleeve.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), I have plenty of money!” He grinned, showing off his teeth.

You narrowed your eyes at him. Something with Jungkook seemed a bit off lately. He had recently acquired a new job after he got fired from the same coffee shop you work at currently. You were happy for him, of course! It’s just that you have no clue what he’s working as, especially with the amount of money he has now. You’re afraid he’s working as something shady, but, to keep faith in your dear friend, as of now you have elected to believe that he is a male stripper.

You both walked towards an empty table. Once you guys sat down, Jungkook started inspecting your surroundings. It was a classic 1960s themed diner with a jukebox in the corner, most likely out of order. Overall, it was in great shape.

“Hey, (Y/N), look at that guy over there, he looks like he just got dumped,” Jungkook whispered to you while directing his to a stranger a few tables away.

You looked over to where Jungkook was staring at and saw a man with his head down on the table. He was breathing heavily, as if it was going to be the last one he could ever have. You felt sorry for the man, he was clearly stressed and scared, similar to how you were before your math final.

“You should go talk to him, (Y/N), he’s obviously single,” Jungkook leaned in and whispered to you, quickly apologizing after you glared at him.

You kept staring at the man, something about him seemed familiar, you just couldn’t figure out what. Was he from your hometown? Probably not, his clothes are too nice. Where did you remember him from then? Suddenly, the man lifted his head up and you were able to see his face. Your breath hitched and your eyes widened.

“Not too bad, (Y/N), he seems like your type,” Jungkook smiles at you before he turns back to look at the man.

You remembered where you last saw him. He was there that night. It was Jackson motherfucking Wang, the man you accidentally saved while escaping. Should you go and ask him what the whole event that you saved him from was about? No. No, don’t. He probably doesn’t even remember you. Yea, you’ll just stay sitting with Jungkook.

“Excuse me, sir! You seem lonely, would you like to sit with us?” Jungkook suddenly yelled across the diner.

“What the actual fuck, Jungkook!” you whisper yelled at Jungkook, terrified.

“Oh come on, (Y/N), I saw the way you were looking at him! You can thank me at your wedding,” he smirked at you as you prayed that Jackson wouldn’t notice Jungkook yelling at him from your table.

However, god wasn’t on your side today as Jackson looked over at you two and smiled. He stood up from his table and casually walked over to you two. Jungkook quickly made room for Jackson so he would be seated right in front of you. Once Jackson was seated, Jungkook was ready to embarrass the living fuck out of you.

“Hello there! I’m Jungkook and my lovely female friend here is (Y/N),” Jungkook said, putting emphasis on the word female.

“Hi, I’m Jackson,” he casually replied, smiling brightly. How could someone smile that big?

“Did I mention (Y/N) is single and is looking for a male partner?” Jungkook said casually, putting emphasis on the word male.

“Jungkook, you can’t just say that!” you yelled, feeling your face heat up at the boy’s words.

Jackson just laughed and smiled cheekily at you. Did he not recognize you?  Thank god! This would be much easier if he didn’t remember you from that night. You could just have some small talk, maybe even go on one date, who knows? He definitely was on the good looking side of the male population.

You all casually made small talk and eventually ordered your food. Everything seemed to be going great, and you believed that you would be able to make it out alive. That is, until the little shit known as Jungkook excused himself to “go to the bathroom”. As he walked out of Jackson’s view he looked back at you, and, you swear, what he did next made you blush a million shades of red. Jungkook put his arms out in front of him and thrust his hips into them repeatedly and gave you a thumbs up.

“So, (Y/N), who do you work for?” Jackson asked, bringing your attention back to him.

“What do you mean? Like, where I work at?”

“No, I mean a person,” he looked into your eyes. Did he remember you? What did he mean?

“Well, I work for this really nice old lady in a coffee shop. I feel so bad because I don’t remember her name,” you sighed, puffing out your cheeks.

“Oh, so it was all a coincidence then?”

“Do you remember me?” you asked nervously.

“Of course I do, you technically saved my life!” Jackson exclaimed with a humongous smile on his face.

“Then, can you explain to me why that whole event took place? Who’s V? Who’re you?”

“Nope! These lips are sealed, darling,” Jackson said while acting as if he was zipping up his own lips.

This was great. He actually remembered you, but he can’t tell you what the hell happened on that night.

“But, what I can do, is to at least take you out on a date as compensation,” he smiled innocently at you.

“And you have absolutely no excuses to reject me. Your friend told me all about your requirements in a partner. I happen to meet all of them,” he smirked as you giggled.

“Fine, I guess we could go on one date.”

Jackson smiled and nodded happily. He seemed so different from the man you saw weeks ago, it’s amazing. Jackson reached inside his pocket and pulled out a pen, writing down his number on a napkin and passing it to you.

“Call me sometime, (Y/N), and we can set up that date,” he said as he stood up from his seat, starting to walk away before he hesitated and looked back.

“Listen, if you ever see that man, V, again, walk away. Don’t interact with him at all. He is a very dangerous man, and he is definitely very pissed at you for letting me get away. I’m just looking out for you, you’re innocent,” he said before slapping some money on the table and casually walking out of the diner.

“Coincidentally” Jungkook came back at the exact same time Jackson left. He looked like a child on Christmas day, smiling with little stars in his eyes. You rolled your eyes at him, clearly unimpressed by the stunt he pulled.

“So, how’d it go?” Jungkook leaned in expectantly.

“Well…” you said, holding up the napkin with Jackson’s number on it.

“Oh my god! I’m so proud of you, my child!” he jumped up clapping.

You just laughed at your best friend’s antics. However, you still had doubts in the back of your mind. Especially about how similarly Jungkook and Jackson acted when you asked them about their jobs. Were they related somehow? No, you needed to ignore these thoughts for now. They would get answered eventually.

You would make sure of it.

This is something that the previously mentioned Simone has requested and I’m rather glad she did - it was an entertaining challenge. It’s a character I haven’t written before so some research was required too. However, after some extensive YouTube searches and Googling, I managed to produce this Gambit x Reader. Enjoy!

“Play the Game”

“I’m so sorry,” Professor Storm explained, “But we had other focuses at the time and didn’t notice our mistake. We don’t have any female dormitories left. Unfortunately you’ll have to share with one of our male students.” In the school’s defence, student accommodation would be the last thing on someone’s mind if they were trying to save the world simultaneously. As angry as you wanted to be, you were somewhat adept at controlling your rage – you had to be.
“That’s fine, Professor. I’ll manage.” You smiled.

You mother had realised you were a mutant from a young age but had been surprisingly accepting of you. She had grown up with a learning disability that often made her feel excluded, allowing her to sympathise. Your father on the other hand had abandoned you both upon finding out about your “abnormality”. So when Charles Xavier approached you about honing your skills at his School for the Gifted and Talented, your mother was reluctant. However, a little encouragement and the promise that you would return often persuaded her to let you to go. What you didn’t count on was this situation being your welcoming gift.

You walked into your room to see a man lying casually on a bed.
“You lost there, darlin’?” He said whilst twisting a playing card between his fingers – the ace of spades, you noticed.
“Believe me, I wish I was.”

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I Love You

Kai Parker x Reader

(Kai escapes the Prison World , meets Reader who is friends with the Mystic Falls gang ; Kai gets locked away in the Salvatore house after going after Jo , Reader is there for Kai …)

*not my gif


Y/N was drawn to him from the second she saw him. Thinking about him even though she knew very well how her friends felt about him. Kai was a sociopath. Yet , every time she saw him she could feel that no matter how thick or how high the walls she build to protect herself were … it wouldn’t take long before they came crumbling down.
There was something about Kai , that she saw and the others just couldn’t … or wouldn’t see , but Y/N did.
It wasn’t long before Kai ended up locked in the Salvatore cellar. He had escaped the prison world and had gone after his sister , trying to finish the job he started 17 years ago before he got sent to the prison world.
Y/N volunteered to bring him food. She was human so he wouldn’t be able to siphon any magic from her.
She took the food tray from the kitchen and walked down the stairs to Kai’s cell , unlocked the door and walked in. What she saw was not at all what she had expected to see. There he was. Curled up on the bed , his hands in chains.
“Oh. Its you.” he said , his voice cocky but there was a hint of something else in his voice. Fear maybe ? Nah. He wasn’t the kind of guy that gets scared.
“Um , yeah” Y/N said. “Thought you might be hungry … or in need of some company.”
“Why are you being nice to me ? I can easily snap your neck.” Kai asked , not even looking at the food.
“Believe it or not , Kai , I am not your enemy.”  Y/N said looking at him , leaving the food tray on the bed next to him. Then turned around and started to walk away.
“Wait.” he said , grabbing her hand. Y/N looked at him , something in his eyes had changed. “Thank you.”
She smiled. Kai Parker saying ‘thank you’ is definitely not something that happens every day.

5 days later …

There was no denying it now. Kai had started to change. Y/N could see it every time she went to see him and bring him food. Over the past 2 days she had been staying there longer , just looking at him. Listening to him talk about his time away in the prison world. Occasionally he laughed. It was a really beautiful sound and the way his eyes lit up when she entered the cell … Y/N was hoping she didn’t imagine it.

11 days later …

She walked in to the living room of the Salvatore house. Everyone was there - Damon , Stefan , Elena , Bonnie , Caroline … They looked at you with concern.
“Hey guys. Whats uh … whats going on ?” Y/N asked.
Damon glanced at Elena who glanced at Bonnie who wouldn’t meet your eyes.
“Y/N … we think it is best if … you stopped bringing Kai food. One of us can do it.” Elena said.
“What ? Why ? He is not going to hurt me. Turst me. He is … he is changing !” Y/N said, a small smile coming across her face.
“No , he hasn’t. He won’t ever change , Y/N. He is a manipulative liar who can’t be trusted.” Bonnie said.
Y/N looked at all of them in disbelief.
“I know you always wanna see the best in people , but ..” Elena started saying.
“Auh … I’m not gonna talk about this OK.” Y/N said , turning and walking away towards the kitchen to prepare the food tray for Kai.
“Well , that went well.” she heard Damon say just as she was turning around the corner..and then stopped to eavesdrop for a moment.
“She cares about him. Not sure what we can do about it.” Elena said.
“Compell her. Make her forget she ever met him.” Stefan said.
Y/N felt her heart break. She hurried towards the kitchen.
They weren’t really going to do this , were they ? Compell her feelings away ?

Y/N opened the door to Kai’s cell and walked in , visibly troubled. Kai’s smile melted away when he saw she was upset.
“What is it?” he asked.
She walked towards him , leaving the food tray on the chair next to the bed. Then sat next to Kai.
“They  …they um … want me to stop seein- … bringing you food. ” She said  , her voice breaking.
Kai looked at her and reached for her hand.
“They are just trying to protect you. I am a scociopath remember”
“No.” Y/N said , looking into his blue eyes. “I don’t believe that for a second.” moving closer to him. “Tell me you don’t feel what I feel. I know that you do. I can see it in your eyes and …” tears glistening in her eyes.
Kai tilted his head slightly , looking at her. This human girl , who made him feel normal. Not like an abomination. This beautiful brave girl , who had volunteered to take care of him while he was in “prison” again. Except with her around he seemed to forget that he was locked in a cell. He reached to wipe the tears from her face. Suddenly he felt the urge to kiss her , but he couldn’t.
He would never be happy. His father would never let that be. They were already looking for a way to send him back to the prison world.
“Kai … ” Y/N wispered , tears streaming down her face.
He was frozen , he couldn’t talk.
“I see …” she said , looking back at him. “Eat. I’ll come later to get the tray and bring you dinner.” and got up , walking away.
“Y/N …” she heard  his voice just as she was about to go through the door. “I … I’m ….”
Y/N stood there , her back to him and just as she turned around the corner Kai wispered “I love you.” … but she didn’t hear him. Y/N walked up the stairs and saw Elena waiting for her.
“No. Please don’t do this Elena.” Y/N pleaded , tears streaming down her face. “Don’t make me forget about him. Please don’t.”
Elena reached to hug her and Y/N tried to pull away… but then hugged Elena back.
“You were right. He doesn’t care about me.”
“No , Y/N , you were right. .. I know I shouldn’t have been eaves dropping but now I am glad that I did ! Didn’t you hear him? He said he loves you!” Elena said smiling.
“What ?” Y/N said , wiping tears from her face. “He did ? When ?”
“Only moments ago. I think he was just afraid to say to it you !”
Y/N looked at Elena , a smile slowly spreading across her face.
“Go to him.” Elena said. “He needs you.”
Moments later Y/N was already at Kai’s cell door. She heard him sniffling. He was crying.
“Kai ? …” Y/N stepped throught the door. He looked up , clearly surprised to her back so soon. He hadn’t even touched his food.
“Y/N …” he wispered as she took a step towards him. He got up , the chains not letting him move much but he took her hands. “You came back. Why ?”
“I love you Kai.” she said and kissed him. His arms wrapping around her waist. When the pulled away she could see him smiling.
“I .. I love you too Y/N.” he said.

REQUEST: If you would do one where the reader is sent into the past and meets pre-serum Steve and just thinks “shit he is even cuter small”


“Stark! It’s six in the morning! This better be worth it!”

You rubbed your eyes and stifled a yawn. You felt like you had just fallen asleep when Tony had F.R.I.D.A.Y. wake you up from your slumber. He had requested for you to meet him in his lab.

Tony was tinkering with a huge metal box that was a few feet taller than he was.

“It will be my sleepy friend. You remember how I told you that I was getting closer to finishing my time machine? Well it’s done.”

That woke you up.

When Tony told you that he was building a time machine, you knew that if anyone could make one it was him. He had been working on it secretly for the past month. He told you that if he was able to succeed with it, you would be the first one to try it. You were a little skeptical to be the first one to test it but you trusted Tony.

“Is it safe?”

“Is my name Tony Stark?” He smirked.

“That didn’t answer my question.”

Tony rolled his eyes a little, “Of course it’s safe! I’m 90% sure.”


“Okay, I’m 100% sure. Now, are you ready to go back in time?”

You looked down at the purple pajama bottoms you were wearing, “Uh, not like this! Give me ten minutes.”

You hurried out of the lab and back to your room where you changed into jeans and a plain white shirt. You slipped on some sneakers and threw your hair into a ponytail before going back to the lab.

Tony was pressing some buttons on the machine when you made it back in the lab. He handed you a silver bracelet with a red button on it, “Press this when you are ready to come back. It will transfer you to the platform over there where I will be there waiting for your safe return.” He had a sly smile on his face that you didn’t question. The door to the machine opened and he gestured for you to step inside.

“If something happens to me, just know that I will come back as a ghost and haunt your ass.” You warned him.

Tony closed the door behind you. There was a small glass window that allowed you to see.

“Where are you sending me?” You asked him as you saw him typing something on the control panel a few feet away.

“You’ll see. I’m sure you’ll recognize a few faces! See you soon!”

Before you could say anything the machine started and you instantly felt like you were falling. Your stomach felt like it was in your throat and everything was black.

The next thing you know, you are literally falling from the sky and onto concrete. You landed on your left side and rolled onto your back. Filling you lungs with air, you were relieved that the experience was over.

You sat up once you were breathing normally and looked around. You were in an alley with two large brick buildings surrounding you.

You got up slowly and brushed the dirt off of your jeans. You didn’t know where you were or what time period. You could faintly hear cars and the sounds of people. You exited the alley and saw some stores along the street. You didn’t recognize any of them.

The people were all dressed differently. Women were in dresses and skirts and men walked around in suits. Kids ran up and down the streets.

You were completely out of place and earning some looks from strangers around you. You walked down the street a little before ducking into another alley.

You were about to press the button on the bracelet Tony gave you when you heard something from the end of the alley. Walking towards the noise, you made sure to be as quiet as you could since you didn’t know what to expect.

That’s when you saw him.


Well, not the Steve you were used to seeing everyday. It was pre-serum Steve who was currently getting his ass kicked by a guy twice his size.

You hurried over, “Hey!”

The tall, blonde guy turned and looked at you, “What do you want?!”

“Pick on someone your own size!”

“This kid was asking for it. Be a good dame and walk away.” The guy told you before turning back at Steve. He raised his arm to punch him again when you hurried and grabbed his arm throwing him off balance.

He looked at you, “I said walk–”

The guy didn’t have the chance to finish his sentence before you punched him as hard as you could on the nose. Blood squirted out of it and the sound of this nose breaking was clear to everyone.

His hands went to his face,“ What the hell?!”

You stepped on his foot making him crouch down. He was the same height as you now. “Like I said, pick on someone your own size.”

The guy hurried off. You turned and saw Steve was looking at you curiously, “I’ve never seen you around before.”

“I’m new to the area.”

He looked at your clothes and then back at you, “You’re dressed…..differently.”

“Oh yeah. These are uh.. new.”

He let it go, “Thank you for what you did. I hope you didn’t hurt your hand when you punched him.”

You looked down at your hand, “I’m good. Trust me, I’ve done worse.”

Steve chuckled. It was so weird seeing him like he was before he was experimented on. You thought that he was still as cute as he was in the present. If only he knew what his future had in store for him. You couldn’t tell him anything in fear that it could mess things up when you returned.

“What’s your name?” He asked you.

“Uh, I’m Pearl.” You lied. You weren’t sure why you gave him a fake name but you just rolled with it.

“It’s nice to meet you Pearl. I’m Steve.”

“I know– um I mean, you look like a Steve.” You recovered quickly.

“Thanks I guess,” Steve chuckled a little.

“It was nice meeting you Steve but I have to go now.” You told him before turning around and almost bolting out of the alley. You needed to get back to the present as soon as possible.

“Wait, Pearl!” Steve shouted after you.

You stopped hesitantly and turned to look back at him, “Yeah?”

“At least let me treat you to a milkshake or something. It’s the least I could do for what you did to that punk.” Steve offered.

“No, that’s okay. I just did what any other person would’ve done.”

Steve put his hands in his jacket pockets and looked down, “Not many people have helped me before. Mostly it’s my best friend Bucky that steps in.”

“Bucky is a great guy. I mean–he sounds like a great guy.” You recovered quickly.

“Yeah, he is.” Steve smiled a little. “There’s this expo tonight that he and I are going to. Are you going?”

“What Expo?”

“The Stark Expo. It’s supposed to be really cool. Why don’t you join us?”

“Oh, I don’t know if I can.”

“C'mon Pearl. I won’t have a fun time if you aren’t there.” He smiled and you knew then that you couldn’t say no. Who knew Steve was somewhat of a flirt back in his day?


You managed to snag a dress off of someone’s clothing line so that you could fit in with everyone else. You let your hair down and changed in a diner while Steve waited for Bucky. You had heard from present day Steve all about the Stark Expo. He told you that Bucky tried to set him up with a date and he ended up ditching them to try and enlist. You just had to make sure that it all still went the same as before. You couldn’t even fathom what would happen if Steve didn’t end up where he did.

Seeing Bucky before Hydra threw his brain in a blender was surprising to you. You were so used to him being the way that he was that it was strange to see the man he was before.

He had a smile on his face when he first met you, “It’s nice to meet you Pearl. Thanks for helping Steve today. I would’ve been there but I got a little held back with something.” You noticed that he was dressed in uniform. You knew that was the night before he would be shipped off to join the war.

“It was no problem. I’m sure Steve would’ve done the same for me if I were in his position.”

Bucky nodded, “The kid has a great heart.”

Steve stood idly by with the girl that Bucky was trying to set him up with. It was clear that she wasn’t interested and it made your heart hurt. Steve was so sweet and kind and any girl would be lucky to have him.

The five of you walked around the Expo and saw a few exhibits. You knew that you had to leave soon so that everything would still go off smoothly. First, you wanted to help Steve. You made sure that the girl that was supposed to be his date was watching when you leaned over and kissed his cheek softly.

He immediately started blushing, “What was that for?”

“For tonight. I’m having a really fun time.” You told him. You noticed that his date was now practically glaring at you.

“I’m glad you stayed Pearl.”

“C'mon guys!” Bucky shouted, “Stark is presenting!”

You trailed behind Steve waiting until he was with the others before slipping away in the crowd. Keeping your distance, you hid behind one of the exhibit tents still able to see Steve. You watched as he looked around for you for a little bit before he noticed the building where men were enlisting and went inside.

You felt a triumphant knowing that you didn’t mess up anything in the future. Steve was bound to meet Dr. Erskine at any moment.

You touched the bracelet that Tony gave you and pressed the small red button. You weren’t ready for the awful feeling that came with time travel.

Again, you felt like the air escape your lungs. You felt the terrifying feeling of falling without knowing where you would land.

It felt like an eternity that you were falling until you landed back on the platform that Tony had set in his lab. He rushed over to you, “How was the trip?”

It took you a moment to respond to try and breathe normally, “Just peachy.”

Tony helped you up and you smoothed out the dress that you had wished you changed out of before pressing for Tony to send you back to the present. He chuckled at the sight of you, “That’s quite a dress.”

You rolled your eyes, “I needed to fit in. Thanks for the warning by the way.”

Just before Tony said something sarcastic and witty, Steve rushed into the room. He looked at you and you knew that he remembered you.

“Pearl?” He chuckled.

“Yeah, that’s me.” You joked. You got off the platform and made your way towards him. Before you could say anything to him, he pressed his lips against yours.

The kiss was soft and sweet just like you had always imagined kissing him. Tony coughing in the corner made the two of you break apart.

You knew that you were blushing, “What was that for?”

Steve smiled at you, “I’ve been wanting to do that since you kicked that guys ass in the alley.”

“That’s one hell of a way to say thank you.”

“There’s more where that came from. C'mon, I owe you a milkshake.” He held his hand out to you which you took.

“See you later you crazy kids!” Tony called out to the two of you as you both left his lab hand in hand.

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Summary: After switching middle schools, young Ben Solo lands his eyes on who he never expects to be the love of his life. After a four year separation of having to move away with his father, you and Ben are reunited your senior year of high school, only to have an emotional ride that intervenes with the true feelings you two feel for one another–but there’s one major problem, you’re already with somebody else.

A/N: Thank you guys for enjoying part one! As promised, part two today and then I’ll be posting a chapter a week (at least I’m aiming to)! This is the last prologue-ish chapter, then everything will be ‘current’ time. Thanks for reading, enjoy!

Warning: None

Word Count: 5K+

The week had gone by rather swiftly, Rey adjusted to the new school easily unlike Ben, only really knowing Phasma and still staring at you unintentionally; but, on the plus side, he was able to befriend you (even if that was because of Rey). It had been hard on him when he sat diagonal to you, especially when he was always one of the firsts in class and you were one of the lasts, he constantly found himself finding something new about you that he couldn’t help but adore. He hated how enthralled he had become in you, it wasn’t fair, especially when you were technically taken by a boy that–lets just say–Ben had grown not too fond of.

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Holy crap - Once Upon A Time is complicated as hell. I tried rewatching one episode to reacquaint myself with the character and couldn’t think of a plot. By the time I’d rewatched most of his episodes, I was convinced that there was no way for me to keep this piece canon-compliant. So I didn’t. For this particular one-shot, forget the details about Jefferson getting stuck in Wonderland after helping Regina. Apart from that this story should be fairly easy to follow. This is the first OUAT Imagine, courtesy of fuckyeahheedustan, and I hope it is alright. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt: Could I request one where the reader was his friend and they had feelings ext. before the curse and obviously doesn’t know him now but she falls in love with him all over again? maybe flashbacks and stuff :D and of course fluff as you’re amazing at that XD

One-Shot: The Hatter and the Dressmaker

Grace tugged and tugged but the branch wouldn’t release her. Whilst she had been running through the forest, she had not paid attention to her surroundings and thus it came as a shock when her cloak snagged on a twig and halted her movements. Clutching at the burgundy material, she simply couldn’t free herself and when the sound of footsteps reached her ears, she feared that she was found.

However, the voice that called out to her was female – soft and kind.
“Are you alright?” The woman asked, seeing her predicament and hurrying over. She was dressed in a white lace gown that was complimented by an olive green corset. Over her shoulders was a light brown cape. No wonder Grace hadn’t spotted her sooner, she was practically camouflaged. The woman wandered over and placed a basket down by Grace’s feet. With a little effort, the pair of them were able to free the girl from the clutches of the bush.

She then looked up at the woman and smiled.
“Thank you.” Grace said.
“Not at all.” But then the woman in the cape frowned. “Oh, but you’ve ripped right through the material.” She tutted, getting to one knee and examining the tear.
“My papa can fix it.”
“Nonsense. A good seamstress doesn’t go anywhere without a sewing kit.” She smiled, reaching for the wicker basket once more. The seamstress pulled out a small ornate box and lifted the lid, retrieving needles and thread.
“It’ll be as good as new in a jiffy.”  

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Kai Parker x Reader
( x Klaus Mikaelson , Caroline Forbes , Elena Gilbert , Damon Salvatore)
word count :
2 317
* not my gif

Kai couldn’t believe what had just happened. That must’ve been Klaus or one of his minions. Before he had had even the chance to react , they were both gone. He looked around the school’s front yard , trying to find them somewhere in the crowd but there was nothing. The young heretic clenched his jaw , anger burning in his eyes. There was no way he’d let anything happen to her.

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

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

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

MASTERLIST March / April 2017

Graced Soul Part 4

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Title: Graced Soul Part 4

Characters: Dean, Sam, Castiel, Gabriel, Balthazar, Crowley

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: fluff? Angst?

Word Count: 2,401

A/N: OH MAN. This is the end of this series! I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did! However, never fear I have another Dean series coming up! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated <3 Part 1  Part 2  Part 3!  Requests for prompts are open still C: That list is here!

You waited outside of the bunker with Cas, Gabriel and Balthazar as Dean and Sam packed their “go bags”.  You stared into the distance as the wind blew through your hair.  You watched the leaves on the trees blow in the wind.  You focused on the leaves, watching them switch direction.

“You’re learning already,” Balthazar smirked, playfully nudging your arm.

Dean and Sam came out of the bunker, shutting the door.  Dean padded up to you, lacing his fingers with yours.  You waved Sam over to you, grabbing his arm.  “We’re about to cause a little hell.”  You disappeared with the Winchesters, appearing just outside the abandoned house.  Castiel, Gabriel, and Balthazar showed up only seconds after you.

Castiel and Gabriel took out the angel blades they had with them.  You held out your hand, “Dean did you pack my angel blade?”

“You know I always do,” Dean smiled, putting the blade in your palm.

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Request: The Terrible Threes!

So when I started writing this, I didn’t intent for it to become this long, but once I’d started I couldn’t stop. So thank you anon, for this great request. Hope you like it : )

“And you are sure you can do that in two weeks?”, Julian asked, giving Harry a doubtful look.

“Of course, I’ve already got a few things prepared. Also it’s three weeks, not two.”, Harry replied, shrugging.

Julian frowned and looked at his calendar on his phone. “No, mate, two!”, he stated, holding it up.

Harry’s eyes widened. “Is that the time???”, he almost screamed, “FUCK! I’m so screwed! I missed dinner!”

“Oh geez, I’m sure Y/N will understand.”, Julian said, while Harry grabbed his things and ran to the door.

“It’s our three-year-anniversary!”, he called over his shoulder.

“Oh yeah… you’re screwed.”

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Dean x Reader

Prompt: 10. You’re an ass and I despise you, but our friend wants everyone together for the holiday. Need more ice? I’ll go to the garage and get more. Great now I am locked out. You’re so drunk you thought you were walking into the bathroom but instead, you are now locked in the garage with me. It’s too loud in the house, no one can hear us banging on the door AU

Requested by Anon.


“Yay! You’re here!” Charlie cackled, pulling you in before you had time to process anything.

You let out a forceful chuckle, stumbling over her. The house was crowded with some familiar faces, as well as unfamiliar faces.

“I’m here.” You muttered. “This is for you.”

Charlie looked at the small wrapped box, that laid in your hand. Her eyes glistened, and her smile grew. It was obvious she was drunk. “Oh my Gandalf, you didn’t have to get me anything!”

“Of course I did! You’re my best friend. It’s what we do.” You giggled.

She belted out into laughter as she threw her hands up in to the air. “We are best friends! I got you something too!”

You shook your head, flashing a cheeky grin. “Okay, I’ll have whatever you’re having.”

As Charlie opened her mouth to speak, the sound of boots clattering against the floor caught both of your attention.

“Well look what the cat dragged in.” A familiar voice made your body cringe and your lips fall immediately.

Turning your gaze back, your stomach filled with disgust. “Very mature, asshat.” You breathed.

He mimicked you, making you roll your eyes as he took a swig of his beer. “You love me.” He puckered his lips to you.

“God, you’re revolting.” You spewed.

Charlie threw her arms around your neck, along With Dean’s and pulled you both in to her. “No fighting! I need my two best friends to behave.” She hiccuped.

“Tell her to behave. She’s the one with a stick up her ass.” Dean groaned.

“And you’re the one with his head up his ass.”

He scrunched his face at you, and you nudged his side. Causing him to blow out air.

Jo jumped on top of the table, and began to dance with the music. Her face was flushed and her eyes were glossy. She was completely gone.

“Looks like Jo is having a wild time.” Dean cackled. “Bet I can give her a night to remember.”

You let out a disgusted sigh, and huffed. “God, you’re such a pig.”

He leaned over your shoulder, and met his lips against your ear. “Don’t worry sweetheart, you’ll get your turn.” He winked.

Dean started his way over to jo, flashing a cheeky grin as he glanced back at you.

“I’d rather stab my eye with a fork.” You exclaimed.

Charlie tugged on your arm, catching your attention. “Promise to play nice.” She whispered.

Looking at her, especially when she was drunk, you couldn’t help but feel bad. As much as you wanted to leave, and be as far away from Dean as you possibly could, you wanted to make her happy.

“Fine.” You muttered. “Just for you.”


As the hours rolled by, and your mind was beginning to haze from the alcohol that streamed through your veins.

You kept your distance from Dean, but no matter how far you were. Hearing him laugh or even talk made you cringe.

But you weren’t going to let him ruin your night.

“Hey, we ran out of ice.” Charlie slurred, falling more under the influence. “Can you go to the garage a-and-”

“Of course!” You smiled. “I’ll be back.”

You made your way over to the garage, and scurried over to the fridge. It was freezing cold in there. And you couldn’t stop chattering your teeth.

Grabbing the bag of ice, you hurried over to the door, only to crash right into it. The knob slightly turned but stayed closed.

“No. No no no no no.” You mumbled to yourself, pounding on the door and trying to wiggle the knob.

But it was no use. The music blasted and everyone e was far gone to even notice.

That was until the door swung open, and you were hit by broad shoulders, pushing you down with a weight hovering over you.

“Fuck!” You screeched, feeling pain course through you.

“Shit.” Dean exhaled.

Your eyes met, and for a moment, it was like seeing him for the first time.

That only lasted for a moment. But as he licked his lips and flashed a wink, he ran his hand down your arm, causing shivers to cover you.

“I mean, if you wanted to sleep with me, you could’ve just asked.” He whispered.

Letting out a huff, you pushed him off you and propped up to your feet. Shooting your gaze to the door, you felt your stomach drop as you noticed it was closed once again.

Dean wobbled his way back on to his feet as he ran his hand through his hair. “This isn’t the bathroom?” He grunted, looking around with confusion plastered onto his face.

“Sure it is, there’s the toilet and the sink and-of course not dumbass! We are in the garage and now, we are locked in here!”

He furrowed his brows and tilted his head to the side. “Come again? We’re what?”

“Locked. In.”

Dean’s eyes grew as the situation dawned on him. He ran to the door, and tried to pry it open. He threw his body against it, even tried to kick it in. But he failed miserably.

Luckily, there was a couch. It was old, and raggedy, but it beat sitting on the cold floor. You were shivering, glaring at the Winchester.

“Why are you just sitting next there?” He exclaimed.

“Because everyone is so damn drunk, it would be a waste of time.”

After a few moments of trying to get out, he slumped down next to you.
“Out of all the people I could be here with, I get stuck with you.” You mumbled, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Yea, well this isn’t what I planned for either, sweetheart.”

Your back was beginning to ache from shaking so much. Your body tried to keep warm, but it wasn’t working.

Dean noticed from the corner of his eye, and without giving it too much thought, he slipped out of his coat, and wrapped it around you.

You furrowed your brows, looking down at his jacket, then back at him. “T-thanks.” You whispered.

He shrugged his shoulders and smirked. “I’m not the bad guy you think I am.”

“I don’t think you’re a bad guy. I just-” you let out a huff and shook your head. “I don’t know. I think you’re pretty great actually.”

He snapped his eyes to you, a smile forming. “Hell yeah I am.” He winked.

You rolled your eyes, and playfully swatted his arm. “Don’t get cocky now. I said pretty great. Doesn’t mean I like you.”

“Come on Y/N-” He mumbled.

In that moment, he hovered over you. His breath lightly hitting your cheek, as he pressed himself between your legs. “You love me.” He whispered just enough for you to hear him.

You swallowed hard, feeling your heart skip a beat. “G-get off me.” You exhaled, refraining to look at all interested.

You could feel him lean closer into you. His eyes never leaving yours, as he gently grazed his fingertips against your cheek. “Admit it.” He whispered.

His touch caused a shiver to run up and down your spine. And just like that, the feelings you once felt for him had dispersed and were vibrant and new.

“Dean.” You breathed, his name lingering on your lips.

He felt himself twitch under his pants from the way your voice echoed in his ears.

Both your breathing were soft and slow. It was like falling into a deep trance. Not able to snap out of it.

That was until the door swung open, and Charlie barged in.

Dean jumped up to his feet, as you cleared your throat, and shifted in your seat.

“There you are! We need ice, silly!” She cackled. “Let’s go!”

She tugged On your hand and made her way out, pulling you along. You couldn’t help but look back at Dean.

It was weird. This was different than any other time you ever looked back at him.

This time, you felt your heart skip, and your stomach flutter as his gaze met yours. And in that moment, you knew.

“Shit.” You mumbled to yourself.

Slipping out of the garage, Dean finally let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He looked down at his jacket, the one that had once covered you a second ago as a smile crept on his face.

“Dammit.” He chuckled. “That’s just awesome.”

Imagine being Shannon’s best friend

Quick Note: I wrote this story over a year ago and I just found it in one of my folders. I personally don’t like it that much, and that’s the reason why I never posted it. This was requested a long time ago, and I hope the anon that asked for it is still around so they can enjoy it. That’s all. Enjoy.

The house is crowded and the music so loud that it was possible to hear it all over the neighborhood. I walk through the mass of people trying to find Shannon, some of the guests help me with directions, but Shan is nowhere to be seen. I desist from calling him, people were not able to speak in person, so the idea of talking through the phone seemed absurd. I start running when I get a glance of his clothes, I’m going to lose him this time. When I reach him, I grab his arm trying to catch my breath, I can see how confused he looks, but when he finally realizes that it’s me, he starts laughing.

“I’ve been waiting for you all night!” He shouts pulling me closer to him, I receive the hug with a laugh.

“Don’t you think the music is a bit louder?!”

I read his lips saying ‘hold on’ as I watch him disappear through the crowd. I wait alone, waving at some people that recognize me and I’m finally able to hear the people around me talking. The music is still loud, but in a more reasonable manner. Shannon appears again and grabs my hand to pull me out of the house.

“Did he arrive?” I ask him as we sit near the pool, he nods while waving to some girls sitting on the other side of the pool.

“Yeah, but he still haven’t got here, he’s at mom’s”

“You look nervous” I mumble, I notice that his hands playing with each other look a bit trembly.

“I am, we haven’t seen each other in more than a year, the fight was… Harder than I thought in the beginning”

I remember Jared from before he left LA to move to NY, he was the sweetest guy in the planet, and his fight with Shannon was something I never understood; one day the brothers were completely fine and the next, Jared was packing all his stuff because he didn’t want to know about his brother or anything that had to do with LA again, his mother included. Now, almost two years later, Jared was back and Shannon wanted to fix things up, Jared accepted to talk and Shan decided to throw a welcome home party for his brother. Reason why we were in this really crowded party and Shannon was so nervous.

“Everything will be fine” I try to calm him down, taking one of his hands to caress it with mine, “You’re brothers after all, and this will make your mom extremely happy, you know how sad she’s been since Jared left”

“I know” He answers, holding one of my hands tighter, “I just don’t know if he wants to make things up with me, I’m willing to do it, but…”

“Hey” I stop him, “No bad thoughts, he’s coming, that’s a good sign”

“I guess you’re right” Shannon mumbles with a smile, but I give him a little punch in the chest.

“Don’t guess, you know I’m right, I’m always right, you hear me?” I scold him trying to conceal a smile, but I end up doing it anyway when he pulls me to hug me, “Everything will be alright, I promise”

“I think he’s got a girlfriend, Tomo saw him earlier doing groceries with a girl” he mutters.

“Oh…” It’s the only thing I’m able to say, and I’m thankful that Shannon is still holding me against his chest, so he doesn’t see how much my face changed with his comment.

We stay for a couple of second holding each other in our arms, when we hear someone hawking beside us. I move away from Shannon looking at Tomo, who’s looking a bit nervous at us.

“He’s here” Our friend whispers, “He said he wanted to talk to you in private…”

Shannon nods and stands to follow Tomo inside the house, I see Shannon turning around to look at me for a last time and I smile to him, to show him that everything will be alright.

I stay in my sit for a couple of minutes thinking what am I supposed to do next. A couple of weeks ago, Shannon and I had a discussion too. We’ve been friends for years, and he finally had the courage, he said, to tell me he had feelings for me. I didn’t know how to react, especially because I was still head over heels for Jared, who I thought I would forget after the last two years not seeing him, but that kinda made me have more feelings for him, longing for his return. And now that he was finally here… I didn’t know what to do. My friendship with Shannon had stay the same, Constance tried to persuade me to start something with him. I love him, but I just can’t love him the way that he wants me to.

I finally stand from my seat to enter the house, the house is still crowded, but the people has started to scatter around the house. I get to the bathroom, and lock myself in trying to recover my sanity. I sit next to the door, covering my face with my hands. I still haven’t seen him and it’s already crispin my nerves.

“He has a girlfriend, you dummy” I scold myself, “Stop thinking about him, Shannon is crazy for you and you’re losing your time with someone who probably doesn’t even remembers you”

Someone knocks on the door and I stand quickly to open it. Outside there’s a girl with long blonde hair and looks relieved when she sees me.

“Oh, thank god, I thought I had knocked on the wrong door again”

“If you’re looking for the bathroom, you’re in the right place” I say moving from the door to let her in.

“Yeah, I am, thanks” The girl says before shutting the door.

I walk to the kitchen to grab something to drink and sit in the cabinet to wait for Shannon, I know it will take them a while to talk about whatever the problem is, but I don’t feel like talking to anyone else at the party.

I refuse a couple of invitations to join people I know in their conversation groups and I stay in the same place with a beer in one hand and my cellphone on the other. The minutes pass and there’s no news of the brothers. The same girl from before appears in the kitchen and grabs a bottle from the counter.

“Hey, you’re the girl from the bathroom” She says before getting closer to where I’m sitting, “I hadn’t introduced myself, I’m Emma”

I look at the hand she’s offering me and I leave my phone aside to shake her hand and introduce myself.

“I wish I knew more people, I feel kinda lonely right now, but I guess I’m not the only one” She comments with a smile on her face, “Why are you alone? It’s a party after all”

“I’m waiting for a friend… Wait, you don’t know anyone here?”

“No, I came with Jared, you know him? He had to talk to his brother Shannon, the owner of the house, but they’re taking too long”

“Oh, you’re the girlfriend” I mumble, but she looks at me confused.

“Girlfriend? Who’s girlfriend? Jared’s? Hell no, we’re friends… Best friends, I guess” She corrects and I suddenly feel a heavy weight falling from my shoulders, “Jared doesn’t do girlfriends, or something like that, I’ve known him for over a year and all I see are one night stands”

“Yeah, I know, he used to do the same here”

“You know him?”

“The friend I’m waiting is Shannon, he’s my best friend” I say shrugging, since Shannon’s confession saying that he was my best friend started to sound… Weird.

“Oh, nice, we’re the best friends” She laughs.

“I guess” I mumble, sipping my beer, not knowing what to really do or say, “So um, you’re from New York?

”Australia, actually, but I’ve been living here for a while, I guess I lose the accent a bit”

My phone starts to ring and I jump out of the counter to answer, making her a sign with my hand to wait for me for a second. She nods and sits in the same spot I was sitting a few seconds ago.

“Where are you?” I hear Shannon’s voice, he doesn’t sound sad, or anything like that, “I’m outside”

“I’ll be there in a second”

I hang the phone and start walking when a hand grabs my arm. I turn around to find Jared looking at me with a smile.

“Hey” He mumbles, letting go of my arm, “It’s been awhile”

I look at him not being able to believe that he’s actually in front of me, I feel my hands starting to shake, so I hide them behind my back.

“Hey” I say in return.

“You look great, I was hoping we could talk”

“I- I can’t right now, Shannon’s waiting for me”

“So he finally caught you in his claws, that’s why he didn’t say anything when I asked him about you” Jared says, but he’s just talking to himself.

“I’m not with him” I correct him, way faster than I would have liked, “We’re still friends, just… Friends”

“Wanna hang out?”

“Shannon’s waiting for me, I already told you”

“Yeah, I know” he answers with a smile.

“Give me ten minutes, I’ll take to Shannon and then…”

“I’ll be waiting” he says walking to the kitchen.

I stand for a couple of seconds there, analyzing what just happened. I’m going out with Jared, he asked Shannon about me, but why? We were not close, and I guessed he would probably want to spend time with his brothers.

I end up running to the backyard, Shannon is sitting in the same spot waiting for me. I sit in the seat in front of him, and wait for him to start talking.

“We’re ok” Shannon says with a smile, “He apologized and I did to. He’ll stay here for a couple of days and then he’ll be back to New York”

“I just talked to him”

“You did?” He asks me, surprised.

“Yeah, I bumped into him outside the kitchen” Shannon’s face has changed drastically since I named Jared, and when his eyes lay on mine I can see he’s mad, “Shannon?”

“What did he say?”

I doubt for a second about telling him that I’ll be meeting with Jared in a while, but I do it anyway. When I finish, he stands and walks away from me, his hand resting on his forehead, still looking angry. But then he comes back to where I’m sitting, and sits again.

“You can’t go”

“What?” I ask him confused.

“You know Jared, he’ll probably just want to use you”

I stand to face him, now I was mad.

“Use me?”

“Jared just use girls, he’s always been like that and you know it. If a girl lasts longer than a night, she’s being God damn lucky”

“I’m not that stupid to fall for his games, you know?”

We’re both talking really loud, and the people in the backyard has started to look in our direction. I know Jared would probably just want to play with me before he returns to New York, but I’ve wanted him for too long and I don’t know how could I refuse him if he asks me to be with him.

“I know you’re not stupid, but he could be really persuasive!”

“Just him? Aren’t you doing all this so I stay with you?”

“What are you talking about?” He asks, walking towards me. I’m already on my feet, ready to get away.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about”

He loves me, and I’ve always known that my feelings towards Jared weren’t as secretive as I would have preferred, so this whole act to keep me away from Jared wasn’t working at all.

“Leave then, but don’t call me when he breaks your heart”

He sits again, anger clear on his face. He doesn’t even look at me when I walk away, towards a possible heartbreak. But I’m blinded by all the feelings accumulated during the last two years.

I find Jared alone in the kitchen, a glass of water on his hand and his phone on the other, when he sees me a smile appears on his face and I can feel myself melting in front of him.

“You ready?” He asks me, putting his phone back in his pocket.

“Yeah, but what about Emma?”

“I just send her back to the hotel in a cab, she was tired and she didn’t want to third wheel”

I notice my cheeks getting warm, and I find myself in the same position as a teenager, with the long time crush in front of me, offering me his hand to take me away.

“Shall we?”

I accept Jared’s hand, like a pact with the devil, I know I’m gonna get hurt, but I don’t care, I just want to be with him, at least once in my life.

“I’m surprised Shannon let you come with me”

“He didn’t want me to” I confess shrugging.

“Kinda obvious, since you were the reason I left” he mumbles.

I stop walking, and I hear him sighing, turning around to face me.

“Explain yourself”

“I thought he told you, it’s been two years”

“Shannon is in love with me” I mutter.

“Well, I’m surprised it took him two years, maybe in the next two years he’ll tell you that I was in love with you too”

“You’re joking” I laugh, starting to walk away from him, if he mocks with something like that, I’m not sure how I will react.

“I’m not” he stops me, holding my arm, “I told Shannon, and he told me he loved you too. We had been having a lot of discussions back then and that was the icing on the cake”

“You’re lying, you don’t love me” I mumble.

“No, I don’t now. But I did, and I’m surprised you didn’t noticed”

The fact that Shannon knew about Jared’s feelings for me, knowing pretty well that I had feelings for him too, hiding everything because of his crush on me is the thing that breaks my heart. If he would have told me, Jared would have never left his family for two years. Jared would have stayed… with me.

I can’t even control myself after the confession. I cup his cheek with one hand, pulling him to me. I don’t even realize I’m actually kissing him until his hands hold my hips, pushing me against the counter. His lips are soft and warm, they don’t tremble like mine. His body molds perfectly with mine, and the whole “Jared’s gonna break your heart” disappears from my mind.

“Maybe…” He whispers, separating from my lips, only to look me in the eyes, "Maybe I still do”

The smile that appears on my lips is huge, showing all the feelings my chest can’t hold anymore. I kiss him again, and again, and again. We only stop when my lips start to feel numb, but his hand holds mine, pulling me outside. We get in his car, and the feeling that I’m betraying Shannon starts to take over. But I have to do this. I really have to.

So I do it. I get away with Jared, knowing pretty well that I could end up in shreds by the end of the night.

Imagine : “Baby”

“There’s this guy..” You said to your best friend who was drinking her coffee. “People say he is dangerous but I just can’t stop thinking about him.”

She looked at you with a small smile, she always understand you and that’s why you feel free to talk about everything with her.

“People always have something to say but you have to make your own opinion (Y/N). And you know I’ll always be here for you, no matter what.” She said, completely honest.

“I know.” You licked your lips. “And I’ll always be here for you too.” You smiled.

“Now tell me everything you know about him, I want to know everything !”

You laughed and started “Well.. His name is Dylan, I don’t know his age but I know for sure he’s a little bit older than me. He.. comes in this restaurant often-“

“Wait when you say ‘this restaurant’ you mean here ? Where we are right now ?” She gasped.

“Yes ?”

“Now I understand why you spend all your time here.” She smirked.

“What ? No.. It’s just.. It’s nice here okay ?”

She laughed and shaked her head. “Okay okay !”

“He’s.. really good looking. He has dark hair and his eyes.. You should see them !”

“Did you speak to him ? Or are you just a stalker ?”

“What ? no im not a stalker !” You laughed with her. “I spoke to him before but he probably doesn’t even know who I am. It wasn’t even a true conversation, It was just.. random things y’know ?” You said disappointed.

“Well, you’re a gorgeous young woman and I’m sure you can do better than ‘random things’ so..”

You didn’t understand what she meant, you looked at her and saw a damn smirk on her face.

“Why are you looking at me like that ?” You asked.

“Because you have the chance to do better.”

“For god sake, can you be more-”

”- Okay okay, well if I’m not wrong..” She cut you off. “The guy you are talking about is here.. Maybe three tables behind us.”

You couldn’t believe it and you were scared to look behind you but you did it. And he was here. Alone.

‘Maybe it’s my chance’ you thought.

You looked at your best friend again, like you waited for her to say you could do it and she winked. You took a deep breath and walked to his table. He was looking at you and you could see his beautiful eyes.

“Hum.. Hi. Can I sit ?” You asked, not very confident.

“I don’t know, you’re not scared ?” He asked, not breaking the eye contact.

“Why should I be scared ?”

You were talking to him and you were not blushing which was surprising but you were glad.

“Don’t act like you know nothing about me when everyone knows what I do.”

“Well sorry I’m not everyone. So can I sit ?” You said, much more confident thanks to the adrenaline.

He was blinking (cf gif) and then sighed. “Okay..”

You smiled and sat down. “Thank you.”

“So you’re going to pretend you know nothing about me ?” He asked but it wasn’t mean, I think he was curious.

“So you’re going to pretend you remember me ?” You asked.

“I do.” He said with an intense gaze. “ Now answer my question.”

All you could think about was his answer. He knew you.

“I’m not known as a liar, I know nothing about you. I just heard-”

He laughed and you exaclty knew what he was thinking. He thought you believed all the rumors about him and maybe he thought you were some curious bitch.

“No, that’s not what I meant.” You said immediatly. “I don’t believe what people say, I mean, I have my own opinion..”

“Yeah ? And what’s your opinion ?”

“Actually I have none.. About you. I don’t believe rumors but I don’t know you either. But you seem to be a nice guy.” You said honestly.

“Have you looked at me once ? Do I seem a nice guy seriously ?” He asked upset. “And what if the rumors are true ?”

You looked at him, you were not even scared. You even felt comfortable.

“Yes I did.” You simply said.

'So many times’ you added in your head.

“And each time I talked to you, even if it was short and not often, you were always nice to me.”

He looked at you, probably trying to see if you were lying or not.

“Why are you here (Y/N) ?” He simply asked.

You blushed a little, you could feel it but you decided to be courageous and tell him the truth.

“I.. I wanted to talk to you. I mean, a real conversation.”

He looked surprised but in a good way. Well you hoped.

“Because.. I.. Okay it can sound bizarre but I don’t know, I kind of like you and you’re like a mistery for me..” You said a little bit anxious. “I mean, you’re misterious.” You added.

You bit your lip so you couldn’t talk anymore because you weren’t comfortable anymore. You wanted to disappear, it was so awkward.

“Oh my god, I shouldn’t have say it. I’m sorry I..”

“Hey calm down.” He said nicely. “I’m not going to bit you.” He laughed.

“That’s a good thing then I guess.”

“But (Y/N), I’m not like everyone. Even if you think I’m nice, I’m not. I fight a lot and I don’t want you to get in troubles because of me. I do things you think I’m not able to do. It just.. crazy.” He said, upset.

“If you don’t like me, you can say it. I’m not afraid of refection.” You said, head up, even if it was a lie. It would hurt you to know he doesn’t like you.

“You probably think I never noticed you before but you’re wrong And I saw you when you were talking to your friend before you came, I guessed you were talking about me because… well your friend isn’t very discret and so are you.” He smiled. “I do like you but it’s not simple baby.”

You couldn’t believe it. Did he just said he liked you ? Did he just called you baby ?

“Nothing is simple..baby.” You said, trying to stop yourself from smiling like an idiot.

He laughed and smirked, making your heart beat fast.


      This year is nearing its end, but just remember, as one (crappy) door shuts, another one (hopefully better) opens, paving the way to new opportunities whilst saying goodbye to the old. Take the time to reflect on yourself and how far you have progressed this year, know that you will go even further in those upcoming. Spend time with family, and friends, be thankful for those who are still around. Spread joy, and cheer. Forgive (do not forget.), forward yourself. As cliche as it sounds, it’s going to be your year. 

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Imagine having dinner with Jared

I start calling Jared after the third time ringing the doorbell, it takes him a while to answer and when he finally does, he sounds tired.

“What are you doing, Jared? I’ve been at the door for fifteen minutes” I say almost growling at him.

“I’ll be there in just a second” He says in a hurry and I can hear from the outside how he runs to open the door, “Hey” He says, with a big smile and the phone still on his ear.

“You can hang up the phone now” I giggle, he laughs nervously taking the shopping bags from my hands, “Oh, thanks, they were actually quite heavy”

“Did everything go alright? Did you have a nice time?”

“At the supermarket? Well, yeah, of course. What can possibly go wrong while getting groceries?” I ask confused, I stop at the living room when I start smelling something strange, Jared’s eyes widen as he sees my face, “Is that…? Are you cooking? Because it seriously smells like something is burning”

Jared runs to the kitchen with the bags still on his hands, I follow him at my own pace and once I enter I get to see him pulling a tray out of the oven.

“Fake chicken?” I ask, trying not to laugh, Jared’s face changing from confused to upset.

“It’s vegan chicken” He corrects me, leaving the smokey tray on one of the cabinets, “Burned vegan chicken. I found this recipe online, it says 30 minutes in the oven”

“Are you sure those were 30 minutes?” I ask him standing by his side, getting a closer look to the infamous fake chicken, “Did you check it from time to time? Knowing you as I do, you left it in the oven and started doing other stuff, and came to check it when you remembered it, which probably was when I started ringing the doorbell”

“I did check it” He answers with a frown.

Jared’s chicken ends up in the garbage before I can get to suggest anything, there’s plenty of stuff in the kitchen island and I can’t help but ask what’s going on.

“Why don’t you go upstairs to freshen up? I’ll try to fix things up here”

I take Jared’s hand and give it a little squeeze, to try to calm him down, I receive a smile for an answer and a kiss on the lips.

I do as Jared says and head upstairs to change clothes into something more comfortable, remove my makeup and tidy up the room. Hurricane Jared has left the house a mess in less than three hours.

“Dinner’s ready” I hear Jared’s voice coming from the door, while I’m folding some clean clothes.

A little smile escapes from my lips as I stand from the bed to walk towards Jared, he holds my hand taking me to the dining room. At least he cleaned the first floor before calling me for dinner.

When we get to the dining room the whole table is set up for us with candles and flowers decorating the middle. I gasp at the beautiful look in front of my eyes and my free hand goes straight to cover my mouth.

“Please tell me I didn’t forget our anniversary” I beg, holding his hand tighter.

“What? Oh no, of course not”

I feel Jared’s lips on my temple as my head starts thinking of reasons for all this. I’m dragged away from my thoughts when Jared pulls me to the table and helps me sit, he sits in front of me, but then he remembers something and runs back to the kitchen. I check the table for signs of something that isn’t food, but there aren’t any small boxes or presents, so I calm down a bit.

“I forgot I’m the one serving dinner tonight” He apologizes placing a plate of soup in front of me, “It’s tomato, garlic and onion soup… Or at least that’s what it is supposed to be” He adds, shrugging embarrassed.

“It looks like tomato soup” I comment holding my spoon over the soup, “You have one thumb up”

I see a smile on his face as he watches how I take the spoon to my mouth. At first the taste of garlic blinds all the other flavors and I prepare myself to comment something nice to make Jared feel good about his food, but then, after a second bite I’m able to taste all the things I missed in the first bite, the fresh tomatoes and the pinch of onions.

“And?” Jared asks, concern all over his face.

“It’s amazing” I answer with a smile before getting another bite, “Really, I love it! Have you tasted it?”

“I did, but I didn’t thought it was that great” He mumbles, his cheeks getting a bit red, “You really liked it or you’re just saying it to make me feel good?”

“I’m being honest, J, I really really liked it, from now on you’ll be cooking the appetizers whenever we have guests, ok?”

“Ok” he accepts.

I finish the dish in seconds and wait for him to finish his. Jared gets up again and takes our plates back to the kitchen, I use the spare time to sneak on Jared, who’s serving the new plates, I can see how concentrated he is while decorating the new meal with vegetables. When he’s done, I get back to my sit and act natural. The new plate is placed in front of me and Jared gets back to his sit.

“Since the stupid vegan chicken decided to take a free ticket to hell, I had to improvise” He comments, resting his chin on his hand, “So, now we have stir-fried vegetables, rice with a special something and mushrooms”

“I didn’t forget our anniversary, it’s not my or your birthday, and this definitely isn’t a special dinner to tell me you’re pregnant” I joke while tasting the vegetables, I manage to make him laugh and continue, “So, what’s going on?

"I just wanted to make something special for you” Jared answers, sipping his water, “You’re always making nice things for me, cooking dinner, baking sweets, following me around the world in uncomfortable tour buses and planes… I thought you deserved something nice for once on my behalf”

I take his hand as I feel a lonely tear falling from my eye, I notice how embarrassed he is now that he confessed the reasons behind this special dinner and a little laugh comes out of my lips.

“You know I do all that because I love you” I say, caressing his hand on mine.

“And I love you too” he says and I finally get to see his smile again.

The special something on the rice is a mix of spices, mixing all the ingredients on the plate, an explosion of flavors covers my mouth and I notice my eyes closing at the maximum pleasure that my mouth is getting

“Another thumb up” I mumble, and I can hear him laughing while holding my hand, “I’m seriously quitting the kitchen, it’s yours now as long as you check your fake chicken whenever you cook it”

“Vegan chicken” Jared corrects me again, this time with a smile on his face, “I’m really, really glad that you liked it”

“I don’t like it, I love it, this is wonderful” I play with his fingers as I speak, “All this is simply amazing, thank you, Jared”

I can see how moved he is by my comment, his eyes watering a bit and a smile on his lips. I’m able to feel how he holds my hand tighter before letting go to keep eating.

“Mom helped a bit, I called every five minutes to ask her how much salt, or pepper and stuff like that” Jared shrugs with his eyes focused on his plate, “I seriously never thought how difficult it is to prepare something like this, how the hell do you make it seem so easy?”

“I’m glad you can finally see that cooking ain’t that easy, next time you leave half of the food on the plate to run to your studio, think twice now that you know how much effort people put while cooking” I laugh, “And I make it seem easy for you, I don’t want you to see how difficult it is for me to cook for you, I’ve never handled this much raw food till I met you”

“And I love you even more for that” He says with kind eyes and his now permanent smile.

Again, it doesn’t take me too long to finish my plate. Jared take the dishes back to the kitchen and takes his time to return with dessert.

“You made this too?” I ask surprised, seriously considering getting on my knees and bow to him.

The dessert in front of me is a chocolate tart decorated with raspberries, the piece is quite big and I’m more than certain that I would eat the whole thing.

“No, mom made it” He confesses, one of his hands running through his hair, “I didn’t know what to do for dessert, so she offered to bake that for me”

“It would have been too perfect to be true if you were the one who baked this” I giggle, and after my first bite I feel like I’m heaven, “Your mom’s hands are a gift from the gods”

Jared laughs at my comment before giving his first bite, realizing I’m not overreacting.

“Jesus…” He mumbles, “This is so good”

Jared finishes before I do and gets another piece of tart, when he asks me if I want more, I don’t let him finish when I’m already handing him my plate.

After my second piece I’m afraid that I would end up wanting more, so I take the rest of the tart to hide it in the kitchen before returning to the dining room. Jared is resting on his chair, his hand over his belly and the other cleaning his mouth with a napkin. I take the hand on his belly to pull him up and give him a hug.

“I love you, thank you for this” I whisper against his chest and I feel how he leaves a small kiss on my forehead.

“I’ll clean tomorrow” Jared mumbles, taking my hand to take me upstairs.

We are in our bedroom in no time, Jared kissing me all over my face, and my hands tracing all over his back. We fall in the bed and the kisses start losing the pace, before we know it we are both yawning, Jared hiding his face on my neck so I don’t see him.

“Maybe tomorrow” I whisper, my eyes starting to shut, “I ate too much”

“I feel like a grandpa” He yawns again, taking his shoes off, without getting up from the bed, “I’m too tired for this”

“Tomorrow” I repeat, molding my body to Jared’s, “You worked hard, you deserve some sleep”

“Sex too, but yeah… Tomorrow” he says holding me closer to him before falling asleep.

—Oncers Spread Love Project (Hiatus Countdown Edition)—

And we’re back! For those of you who have not participated in our previous few Oncers Spread Love projects, you’re in for a fun treat! As previous participants know, Kenzie and I started this project a few years back after seeing so much negativity and hate in the fandom. We wanted to combat that hate with love. So, we started a project where we randomly paired up several of you with another anonymous user and had you get to know each other over the month before revealing yourself at the end! Because the last few projects have been such a hit, we wanted to bring you another one to count down the days to the Season Five premiere. Can you believe we’re already on our FIFTH season?!

As always, it’s a Secret Santa concept
. We’ll pair you with a random blog for the days of September counting down to the premiere on September 27. Through that month, you will be expected to get to know your partner. Scout their blog and find out what ships they fancy, characters they adore and other such things. Ask them questions! Send them encouraging notes, hellos, geeking, etc everyday ANONYMOUSLY. Hey, as an extra treat, you can even make them a gift based on the characters/ships/etc that they might love! Then, on September 27th, you will reveal yourself to your Secret Oncer. Sounds fun right? Of COURSE right!

How to enter: Like this post. If you wouldn’t mind, would you also reblog it? We’d love it if you would help us spread the word as our sign-up time is a litttle shorter this year! But make sure to note that only liking this post will get you entered. *(If you are a sideblog and wish to receive asks from your sideblog url, you can reblog the picture to enter just make SURE to write in a comment when you reblog saying that this is the sideblog you want to receive messages on.)* You will receive an ask within the coming weeks from either me (Katie/blushingsilhouettes) or Kenzie (notyouraverage-itgirl). Once you get your name, ask either of us any questions you may have. The end date for liking this post is August 29. We will begin sending out your partners between August 30-31, but remember to not send your partner your first anonymous message until September 1.


  • Make sure you have anonymous messages checked. Otherwise this wouldn’t really work out to well, right? It also helps us not have to send out tons of messages to those of you who don’t have the option checked. Also, if you do not have an ask box even available on your blog, we will not be including you, unfortunately.
  • There is no sarcastic, or un-sarcastic, hate allowed. Period. The excessive amounts of ridiculous hate is the reason this was created. Let’s be nice, mature human beings who know how to send excessive amounts of love in return.
  • You get who you get and, please, don’t throw a fit. If your partner has completely opposite views in ships and favorite parts of the show, try to acknowledge that people think differently on subjects. Probe them as to why they like the ship with interest or find something else in common to talk about.
  • Your Oncer is your new tumblr best friend for the month of September (and hopefully beyond!). Learn EVERYTHING you possibly can about them as soon as you can. You want to be able to strike up a conversation with them don’t you?
  • Send at LEAST 1 message every other day. We know life can get busy, especially during school times, but we don’t want partners who aren’t contributing, right?
  • Track the tag ‘Oncers Spread Love’ for future updates. Also, as you begin receiving messages, tag those asks with the tag so we can watch your journey together with your Secret Oncer!
  • We recognize that people may not be able to reveal themselves to their partner exactly on September 27th for various reasons, but try your hardest. That said, if absolutely not possible, we’d like it if you could reveal yourself to your partner anytime between the 27-29th of September.

Questions? Please direct them to our ask page on this blog.

Now Oncers, it’s time for us to start counting down the days to the season five premiere!

—Oncers Spread Project (Christmas Edition)—

We’re baaaack! For those of you who have never participated in our  Oncers Spread Love projects, you’re in for a fun treat! As previous participants know, Kenzie and I started this project a few years back after seeing so much negativity and hate in the fandom. We wanted to combat that hate with love. So, we started a project where we randomly paired up several of you with another anonymous user and had you get to know each other over the month before revealing yourself at the end! Because we love running this, we wanted to bring you all a Christmas-themed one.

It’s a Secret Santa concept this time around. We’ll pair you with a random blog for the days of December counting down to Christmas (the first to the twenty-fifth). Through that month, you will be expected to get to know your partner. Scout their blog and find out what ships they fancy, characters they adore and other such things. Ask them questions! Send them encouraging notes, hellos, geeking, etc everyday ANONYMOUSLY. Hey, as an extra treat, you can even make them a gift based on the characters/ships/etc that they might love! And if you’re really ambitious, do something for them every day counting down until Christmas — like an advent calendar. Then, on December 25th or 26th, you will reveal yourself to your Secret Oncer. Sounds fun right? Of COURSE right!

How to enter: Like this post. If you wouldn’t mind, would you also reblog it? We’d love it if you would help us spread the word! But make sure to note that only liking this post will get you entered. *(If you are a sideblog and wish to receive asks from your sideblog url, you can reblog the picture to enter just make SURE to write in a comment when you reblog saying that this is the sideblog you want to receive messages on.)* You will receive an ask within the coming weeks from either Kenzie, Katie or (our loverly new admin) Lacey. Once you get your name, ask either of us any questions you may have via our askbox. The end date for liking this post is November 28th. We will begin sending out your partners on November 29 and 30, but remember to not send your partner your first anonymous message until December 1.


  1. Make sure you have anonymous messages checked. Otherwise this wouldn’t really work out to well, right? It also helps us not have to send out tons of messages to those of you who don’t have the option checked. Also, if you do not have an ask box even available on your blog, we will not be including you, unfortunately.
  2. There is no sarcastic, or un-sarcastic, hate allowed. Period. The excessive amounts of ridiculous hate is the reason this was created. Let’s be nice, mature human beings who know how to send excessive amounts of love in return.
  3. You get who you get and, please, don’t throw a fit. If your partner has completely opposite views in ships and favorite parts of the show, try to acknowledge that people think differently on subjects. Probe them as to why they like the ship with interest or find something else in common to talk about.
  4. Your Oncer is your new tumblr best friend for the month of December (and hopefully beyond!). Learn EVERYTHING you possibly can about them as soon as you can. You want to be able to strike up a conversation with them don’t you? Since it’s the holiday season, make them a gift if you have the time or talent! But don’t feel pressured if you don’t want to or can’t make anything. ;)
  5. Send at LEAST 1 message every other day. We know life can get busy, especially during holiday times, but we don’t want partners who aren’t contributing, right?
  6. Track the tag ‘Oncers Spread Love’ for future updates. Also, as you begin receiving messages, tag those asks with the tag so we can watch your journey together with your Secret Oncer!
  7. We recognize that people may not be able to reveal themselves to their partner exactly on December 25th for various reasons, but try your hardest. That said, if absolutely not possible, we’d like it if you could reveal yourself to your partner anytime between the 25th or 26th of December.

Questions? Please direct them to our ask page on this blog.

Now Oncers, it’s time for us to start spreading some good Holiday spirit!