i just want to hug her and never let go

I never want to forget anything that happened tonight. I never wanna forget hearing the whole album for the first time with Taylor & others. I never wanna forget Taylor dancing the whole time. I never wanna forget the little jokes she made and the things she said about certain songs. I never wanna forget her knowing me and saying how I was chosen a long time ago. And how she held my hands as we talked and how she kept hugging me. I never wanna forget any of it bc it’s everything I’ve wanted and more and I could NEVER thank @taylorswift enough for tonight. I’m so emotional. I just never wanna let this night go 😭💕

This is going to take some explaining…

You see my friend there, the one with dark, brown hair? She got me pregnant.

Before a few months ago I’d never done anything sexual with her, but apparently she’d been planning something for a while, a secret she wanted to tell me.

Her name’s Joy-Lyn and the night she came over she wanted to sleep over. Of course I let her, she’s practically my sister. Anyway, she’d been hugging me all night, staying so close, which I like. At around nine I got up off the couch and told her I was going to take a shower, she just nodded and I headed down the hall.

I slipped out of my cloths and stepped into the shower just like any day, and just like any day, I left the door unlocked.

While I doused my hair in soap and warm water, Joy-lyn crept into my bathroom. I didn’t hear her slip into the shower behind me, and I didn’t know until I bent over to wash the back of my head.

I gasped as soon as I felt this warm, smooth thing push against my folds, pushing into me a little bit. I looked back to see her behind me, holding something in her hands, like a thick, peach coloured strap-on. I moaned softly- we’d never done anything like this before!

She laughed a little, leaning into me and sinking more of the toy into my passage. I had to put my hands against the wall to keep from toppling over as she slowly pumped it in and out, deeper and deeper.

The more she worked it in, the more I blushed a deep red, moaning for her, listening to her moan too. I wondered why she felt so good? Maybe she just thought it was that exciting?

Honestly though, I didn’t mind. It felt good, knowing it was her thrusting into me.

As she picked up speed, the warm, thick shaft of her toy sunk deeper into me, reaching for my deepest depths. It wasn’t until I started to feel the thing twitch and pulse inside me that my eyes went wide.

My head turned sharply, peering down her body, only to see a fleshy cock sprouting from between her legs, disappearing into my slit. She smiled ear to ear, moaning my name.

“There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you for a while…” she moaned.

“Mmh, I have such a big crush on you~”

With that she slammed forward, more frantically than before, pounding against my ass. I couldn’t believe it! All this time she was a herm!

My head dropped, feeling her easily eight, or more, inch cock stretch me out. But she wasn’t all the way in, her hips hadn’t met mine- I groaned, pushing back against her, spurred on by her confession.

Had she always wanted to fuck me? To pound me, balls deep, with this fat, amazing cock? I didn’t know, but I could feel her hands, tight on my hips, helping to pull her deeper into my fertile body as she rutted me fast and hard.

Finally, with a loud moan our hips met, and I could swear her cock was pressing right against my cervix!

In the next, ecstasy-filled moment all I felt was how hard Joy-Lyn twitched inside me before she started to dump her load.

“Yes!” I heard her hiss as rope after thick, steaming rope was forced into my waiting womb. She was breeding me, just like she’d always wanted.

When she finally pulled out I was full. She gave me a hot kiss, then started to help me clean myself up…

Now Joy-Lyn comes over regularly to rub my belly, saying how excited she was to have her baby growing in me, and I can’t argue. It’s so amazing!

And she’s always so happy to pound me so deep~

The Fourth Musketeer (Part 4)

Originally posted by veronicsalodge

Part one here    Part two here    Part three here

Requests: Dangit i cried so hard after reading part 3 of 4musketeers, you gotta write another part i dont think my heart can take an ending this harsh bc archie loves her so much and it breaks my heart pleaseeee

There’s gonna be a part 4 right? Oh god please don’t leave it like that 😭

Please do part 4

Do a part 4 please

In a day that started in me Bing reading Jughead images, I found and read all 4 parts of musketeers. And now I need more!!!!

Oh my gawd😱 can you please do another part in 4 Musketeers?! My mood swings bro! My mood swings have been permanently damaged.. lmao

Part four of musketeers please I’m dyeing here 😭😭

Please do a part 4 of “Four Mouseketeers”😭😭😭

I need a 4th part for the 4th musketeer its not a want its a necessity maybe can you add me to the tag list for this series. x

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Description: Reconciliations between (Y/N) and Archie don’t mean happy endings.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,469

A/N: I’m so thankful for all of your positive feedback for this series, enjoy!

Archie spent as much time as he could at Pop’s, choosing to sit in a booth that faced the entrance. He would sit there for hours and stare at the door.  Everyone knew why he was doing that, but no one wanted to mention it.  He didn’t need them to tell him; he knew it was hopeless. (Y/N) was not going to return to Pop’s.

Veronica Lodge felt extremely guilty.  She realized that maybe she shouldn’t have told Archie to go to Pop’s, even though he needed to confront her about his feelings.  Archie may have been ready, but it seemed like (Y/N) wasn’t.  That’s how Veronica found herself headed to the diner on a Tuesday night, knowing who she would find sitting in the same booth.

“Archiekins,” she cooed, settling onto the seat across from him, “you gotta snap out of this.  It’s my fault, I know, but you can’t let this destroy you.”

“Why not, Ronnie?” he questioned, and she saw his tear-clouded eyes.  “This is what I have to do to make up for being a horrible friend to (Y/N).  I don’t deserve to be her best friend, so why should I have expected her to want to be more?”

“You didn’t even know she was back,” Veronica comforted him.  “If I hadn’t told you to go to Pop’s, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“It’s good that this happened,” Archie waved her off.  “I needed to know she was back, I needed to tell her.  I just don’t deserve her.”

“That’s not true,” she argued.  He shook his head and turned his focus towards the door.  No one came in.  “I’ll fix this, Archie.  I got you into this mess, and I’ll get you out of this mess.”

(Y/N) was aware of the consequences of her actions.  She knew, as soon as she walked out of the diner, how Archie would respond.  They had been best friends for the first thirteen years of their lives, so she could predict how he would react to this heartbreak. However, she rethought her predictions when a raven-haired girl turned up on her doorstep.

“(Y/N), hi, I’m Veronica Lodge,” the girl introduced herself, sticking her hand out for (Y/N) to shake.  She hesitantly shook it.

“You were at the diner with Jughead and Betty,” (Y/N) recalled, and Veronica nodded.  (Y/N) stepped out onto her porch, closing the door behind her.  “What do you want?”

“Listen, I know what happened between you and Archie,” Veronica explained.

“Do you?” (Y/N) scoffed. “I think you don’t even know the half of it.”

“I know you two grew up together,” Veronica told her.  “I know you two fell in love, and I know that Archie never called you.”

“There’s a lot more to the story,” (Y/N) muttered.  Veronica crossed her arms and sighed.

“I talked to Jughead, Betty, Kevin, even Mr. Andrews.  I know how people other than Archie felt about you.  Archie’s dad told me about your parents and how you always stayed at the Andrews household when they would fight.  Jughead told me about how Archie wanted to ask you to the high school dance before you moved, and he told me about how you two were the most fascinating people in Riverdale.  He, Betty, and Kevin told me about how in love the two of you were.  And from what I’ve seen and heard, it seems like you guys are still very much in love.”  (Y/N) shifted uncomfortably.

“You have no right,” her voice cracked slightly, and Veronica watched as she tilted her head towards the sky, attempting to not cry.  “You can’t just…”

“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to help,” Veronica retracted.  “I’m the one who sent Archie to Pop’s.  He had told me earlier that day that he was still in love with you, and I thought you needed to know.  I thought it would be good for him to get it off his chest.”

“Well now look where we are,” (Y/N) smiled sarcastically.  “We’re on the verge of losing each other because we can’t communicate.”

“Then talk to him,” Veronica urged.  (Y/N) crossed her arms and pursed her lips.  “Talk to Archie, please.  I know he wants to fix this, and I’m pretty sure you do, too.”  (Y/N) stayed quiet for a moment, and Veronica expected for her to send her away.  But (Y/N) uncrossed her arms, still frowning, and sighed.

“Tell Archie to come over here tomorrow,” she instructed Veronica.  Veronica nodded.  “Tell him we need to talk.”

“You wanted to talk, (Y/N)?” Archie asked, tentatively standing on her lawn.  He gazed up at her as she stood at her doorstep; he didn’t want to come any closer until she signaled that it was okay.  (Y/N) grimly nodded and opened her door wider.  Archie walked into her house and glanced around, trying to picture how it looked before she moved.  It was much emptier now.

“It’s pretty empty, I know,” (Y/N) voiced Archie’s thoughts.  His head turned to face her, and he sent a small smile at her. “There’s not much to unpack.”

“It’s different,” Archie agreed.  (Y/N) awkwardly nodded as she hugged her arms to her chest.  “So you told Veronica to tell me that you wanted to talk?”

“Yeah,” she replied. “She showed up at my house yesterday and babbled about how we need to fix this.”

“We do,” Archie pointed out.

“I know,” (Y/N) sighed. Archie furrowed his eyebrows.

“You don’t want to?” he asked, frowning.  (Y/N) furiously shook her head.

“No, I do,” she immediately responded.  “I really want to fix this.  I just… I don’t know how.  I was gonna give it more time.”

“Do you want more time?” Archie questioned.  “If you’re not ready-”

“You’re here,” (Y/N) cut him off.  “You’re here, so we should do this now.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I-” (Y/N) faltered, unable to express what she wanted to say.  She grabbed Archie’s face and brought it towards hers, connecting their lips. He quickly responded by wrapping his arms around her waist and deepening the kiss.  They pulled away, and (Y/N) placed her forehead against Archie’s.  He was grinning madly, but she only wore a small smile.

“You wanted more time to do that?” Archie softly laughed.  (Y/N) untangled herself from Archie’s arms and hugged herself again. “(Y/N)?”

“I didn’t want to…” she trailed off, swallowing her next words.  Archie took a step towards her and grabbed her hand.

“Didn’t want to what?” he asked.  “You didn’t want to kiss me?”

“I did,” (Y/N) assured him, placing the hand he wasn’t holding on his cheek.  “I really did, Arch, but I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“This isn’t hurting me,” he consoled her.  “Sure, after the diner incident I was upset, and I’m sure you were too, but we’re okay now.”

“No we’re not,” (Y/N) began to cry, so Archie wrapped his arms around her.  Her head was nestled into his chest.  

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not-” her voice was muffled by Archie’s shirt. “I’m not staying in Riverdale.”

“What?” Archie grabbed (Y/N) by the shoulders and held her so that he could look directly into her eyes.

“I might have to go back to New York,” she elaborated.  


“You still don’t know why I’m back,” (Y/N) sadly laughed.  When she saw the puzzled look on Archie’s face, she continued.  “My parents finally got divorced.  My mom wanted to move back here, so I decided to go with her.  But my dad still wants custody over me, so-”

“So you might have to go back,” Archie finished, sighing.  (Y/N) nodded.

“It’s not definite yet, but… they’re going to court next week.  And the chances aren’t in my mom’s favor, seeing as my dad’s a pretty good lawyer.”

“But what about you?” Archie pressed, and (Y/N) stared at him, confused by what he meant.

“What about me?”

“What do you want, (Y/N)?” he asked, drawing her slightly closer to him.  “Who do you want to be with?”

“I want to be with you, Archie,” she replied, stroking a hand across his cheek.  He closed his eyes as he relished in her gentle touch.

“So can’t you say that in court?” Archie questioned.  “Can’t you tell them that you want to stay with your mom here in Riverdale?  Isn’t that what this is all about?”

“It’s not that simple, Arch,” she sighed.  “Sure, I can give my preference and it might weigh the court towards my mom, but there’s more factors than that.”

“You’re going to stay here, (Y/N),” Archie assured her as he enveloped her in a hug.  “We will make sure you stay in Riverdale.”

“God I hope so, Arch,” (Y/N) sighed into his chest.  “I don’t want to leave you anymore.”

“You won’t ever leave me, (Y/N).  I will never let you go again.”

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I’m now going to tell you about the most magical and amazing experience I’ve ever had and ever will have. This post is SO long so go grab some popcorn 🍿

So on October 2nd I was working a nightshift. It was little to do and just went in and checked my emails. I saw two emails from twitter saying Taylor Nation had sent me a DM!! I panicked so bad and went on my twitter to check if it was real. And on my twitter I have two DMs from Taylor fucking Nation. I stared shaking so bad and could barely breathe. The message said *CONFIDENTIAL MESSAGE* and that they have a secret, special event they would like to talk to me about, and to send my full name, phone number and best time to contact me. Have you ever tried typing in details like that while your hands are shaking so bad like you’re on drugs?! ITS HARD MAN! I obviously gave them my details (duh), and told them my lips are sealed and it sounds so exciting! Then I panicked cos I thought my reply was too late, and had to ask if I was too late, and then I apologised for sending them so many messages 😂 They said “haha you’re all good, thanks doll”. Then I was supposed to take care of newborns and their moms and stay calm at the same time. IT WAS SUCH A STRUGGLE! I had to go to the bathroom to try and breathe.

We were not supposed to tell ANYONE, but I just had to send my friend Lyndsay a message saying it’s important to check you DMs on twitter often. And she replied “I know, you too…” and I just KNEW she had gotten a message too. If she replied with something different I wouldn’t have told her anything. We started freaking out together and it was beautiful.

I didn’t know when to expect a phone call, all I knew was that I need to have my phone on sound at all times. Like you can’t miss the most important phone call of your life! I had an evening shift the next day and told work I just have to have my phone on sound cos I’m waiting for a very important phone call. Every time my phone rang I just immediately panicked 😂. I can’t remember the time but I was at work and in a patients room when my phone started ringing. I quickly said “sorry I have to take this” and ran out of the room. I look at my phone and it’s calling from New York 😱 I die and start shaking and answer. It was Ali calling from Taylor Nation!! She confirmed it was the right person she was talking too and gave me some more details. It was going to be a secret special event in London on Friday the 13th of October from 4pm-11pm. She asked if I was going to be able to make travel arrangements and I was like “duh YAS OF COURSE”. She told me I could bring a plus’s one, and since I knew that Lyndsay was already going, I gave them my friend Alex’s details. She told me again that this was confidential and I couldn’t speak about it to anyone except my parents, guardian and boss at work. I was going to get more information early the week following. I probably sounded like the most bored person cos I was IN SHOCK, like I was just “yeah” “uhu”, “yes”, and didn’t show any excitement at all 😂. She hung up and continuing work was the hardest thing EVER!

I made travel arrangements and sorted hotels with my friends. I was already going to London on the Sunday till Wednesday before the event on Friday, so I knew the week would go quick anyways. On Sunday evening I out of the blue get an email. I was at the hotel with my mom having a pamper evening, and I was SO THROWN OFF COS I THOUGHT I WOULD GET IT ON MONDAY OR TUESDAY. My mom filmed my reaction to getting this email and it shows how Taylor Swift makes me feel nearly 24/7 😂. The email again said that it was confidential and not to post anything about it or tell anyone. They gave us an address for a Holiday In hotel where we were going to meet up. They said not to bring too much personal belongings cos this was going to be taken off us as well as our phones. AT THIS POINT I STARTED TO BE MORE CERTAIN THAT I WAS GOING TO A SECRET SESSION. Hence my reaction to getting the email lol. I still tried to not get my hopes up, and tried to tell myself that maybe I’ll get to hear a new song and have a swiftie party. Good thing I was in London and could get myself an outfit. OMG IVE NEVER BEEN MORE STRESSED ABOUT FINDING AN GOOD OUTFIT EVER!! I did find it by the help of my really good friend!

THIS STORY IS GETTING SO LONG, sorry 😂 Well done for getting this far. I’m going to skip forward to Friday now (aka the best day of my life).

So, FRIDAY THE 13TH. I get up at 4am to catch my flight to London. My stomach is doing backflips trying to catch butterflies cos I was so excited and nervous and anxious at the same time. I couldn’t listen to any Taylor music cos I would just start to cry, so I ended up listening to P!nks new album (which is amazing btw). When I get to London I meet up with Lyndsay, Megan and Alex. We head to the hotel where we are going to stay and to meet up. Here we get dressed and as I was to put my makeup on I realise that I’ve forgotten all my make up and I go in a full on panic. IM SUCH AN IDIOT! Luckily Megan had makeup I could borrow. After we got ready we headed down to outside the hotel. There were loads of girls with red lipstick and dresses so we knew we were in the right place 😍. We qued up outside, they were running late, think we stood outside for 40 minuets maybe. We then got to the front of the line and inside (finally cos I was freezing my ass of). Taylor Nation was there ready to sign us in!! We signed a confidentiality contract and showed our ID and GOT OUR WRISTBAND!!! (KANDJFJRJDJ)!! It said United Kingdom on it, written in reputation font!!! SO EXCITING! We then went down the stairs to a room with lots of chairs in. There were refreshments, and hot drinks (yay for cold me!) for us while we waited for further instructions.

Then we were told to leave our stuff behind, including phone, and the first 25 people went on a bus. Me and Alex got on the second bus. Now I stared getting SO nervous, it’s ridiculous. Before we went on we where scanned by security. Then the bus took off! We drove a title while and was driving through the most posh neighbourhood EVER, like I WANNA LIVE THERE! The bus stopped and we were told to be quiet while we went off. I realised we were at a house, and you could only guess I was thinking we were at TAYLORS HOUSE!! There were lots of security while we were taken in a back entrance of the house and in through the basement. I had to knock on the door 😂 (so I could say I knocked on Taylor Swifts door, I know I’m extra 😂). We got scanned by security again before we were taken up to the kitchen. GUYS, THIS HOUSE IS AMAZING!! ITS SO HUGE. We still haven’t by this point been told where we are, but duh 🙄. I KNEW we were at Taylor’s house. Her kitchen is beautiful! She has 4 ovens!! There were lots of snack on the counters. Homemade chicken nuggets, fruit, cheese and fizzy drinks. There were also REP cookies!! And REP m&ms! SO COOL! Andrea and Scott was also in the kitchen talking to other fans. Me and Alex just hung around and talked to a few people. Then Lyndsay and Megan arrived, we hugged each other cos they also realised where we were. We then ended up talking to Scott. He has never been to Norway!! And I told him he neeeeeds to come here.

Her house smells AMAZING. I obviously had to see which candles she was burning so I could by them 😂. We were then told to get in a line as we were going to a different room. This was after everyone had arrived and had some food. Me, Alex, lyndsay and Megan were quite up front as we were taken to a living room. There were cushions on the floor and we sat down. I sat down not even thinking about where. Me and Alex chose a high cushion and shared it. A 100 people was going to fit in this room and it got really tight! When everyone had found a spot there was some whispering and the door opened a little. THEN THE QUEEN THAT IS TAYLOR SWIFT WALKS INTO THE FUCKING ROOM AND IM SCREAMING. We were so loud! I FUCKING LOVE HER SO MUCH 😭😭 Like I couldn’t believe she was like right there in the same room as me. As I was having difficulties breathing she sat down like 2 meters away from me and Alex, we had such a good view of her like OMG. Then she said we were going to hear the whole FUCKING ALBUM AND WE DIED. We now knew this was A FUCKING SECRET SESSIONS PEOPLE! SHE ALSO SAID SHE HANDPICKED EVERYONE! I FUCKING DIED! TAYLOR HAS LURKED ME FOR A YEAR WITHOUT ME KNOWING 😭😭 I’ve never had a like or a follow, and I don’t have many followers on any social media. STILL SHE FOUND ME! I’m got eye contact with her so many times during the listening 😭😭😍! SHE IS SO HAPPY TOO!! I JUST LOVE HER SO MUCH! AND IM TELLING YOU GUYS THIS ALBUM IS BLODDY AMAZING. (If you think you are stupid enough that I’m going to tell anything about the album, you are being funny, don’t bother asking 😉)

After she had pledged the album we got to look through the magazines!!! THEY ARE AMAZING AND IM SO HAPPY I WILL BE ABLE TO BUY ONE WHEN THEY COME OUT!! Then we waited to meet her JENFBDJSSHHSHDB 😭. I was getting so nervous by this point. Like I was going to meet the one person who has been there for me for so many years and I get to tell her how much I love her. We were one of the earlier ones to be sent in to meet her. Megan and Lyndsay were in front of us and a free they finished it was our turn.

I RAN OVER TO HER AND HUGGED HER AND SHE DIDNT LET GO UNTIL I DID 😭😭 I just couldn’t believe what was happening. She then hugged Alex and told me SHE FUCKING LOVE MY OUTFIT! She said “I love this whole outfit situation going on” I died. I told her that it’s not something I wear a lot and she said “you should definitely do!” IM OBVIOUSLY NEVER TAKING THIS OUTFIT OFF. Alex then said he wanted to wear the same outfit but we couldn’t match so he said I could wear it, and she laughed 😂 I love how we had a sarcastic conversation with Taylor Swift 😂 She then laughed at Alex’s apology for his bored resting face. I’m SO PROUD OF HIM SPEAKING TO TALOR, you have no idea! ❤️❤️ Then we were told to move to the side a bit cos they were going to open up the front door (so no one could see she was living there). This gave us more time with her and I’m so grateful! I then asked her about anxiety with singing and she gave me tips on singing and performing in front of people. TAYLOR FUCKING SWIFT GAVE ME ADVISE ON SINGING AND PERFORMING!! JJDNDJDJFJRJD. Alex then thanked her for giving him the best friends ever and she hugged us both again 😍 Then it was time for picture. We didn’t plan a pose, we just took one. SHE RESTED HER HEAD ON ME AND I SISNT NOTICED BEFORE I SAW THE PIC! It’s so adorable 😍 There were so much more I wanted to tell her, wish I had a few more minutes but I guess she had ALOT of other people to meet.

We then went out in the hallway and ended up talking to Andrea. She reminds me so much of my mom!! She is also a bit similar! I told her about my mom and that she was worried I was sleeping in the airport by my self the following night. We then talked about how happy Taylor is and she was tearing up 😭 It was so beautiful to see how happy her parents were for her 😍😍 We gave her a biiiiig hug and then walked down to the basement again. There we stood trying to comprehend what just happened. I still don’t believe it, don’t know if I ever will? We then got merch!!! We got a REP tote bag, pop socket, t-shirt, a sticker, a cap and the best thing ever, a exclusive keychain that only us on the secret sessions London got. IT WAS SO NICE OF THEM! We were then sent on the bus back to the hotel. There we spoke to Ali about confidentially again and what we could talk about and not. She is so sweet!! Megan and Lyndsay old us TAYLOR KNEW WE WERE IN NASHVILLE TOGETHER 😭😭 OMG!!

When we came back to the hotel I called my mom and SOBBED. I couldn’t even talk to her cos I was crying too much. Then I posted online on my social media about what happened and my phone wouldn’t stop buzzing.

I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR TALOR SWIFT. THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR THIS!! And thank you to Taylor Nation for giving us this opportunity, it means so much to us ❤️ The picture ended up perfect and I’m going to hang it on my wall so I can stare at it everyday 😍 I’ve been crying since Sunday cos this has been so so emotional to me. I can’t even tell people what happened without crying.


I’m sorry this story is a mile long 😂

Thank you so much @taylorswift and @taylornation

She’s mine now Part 5

Prompt: Theo comes back from hell to find out his girlfriend is now dating Stiles.

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader

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anonymous asked:

could you pls write something where scully lashes out at mulder for no reason and then feels really bad and has to comfort him ?

The sequel to yesterday’s The Dress. This is my second oldest prompt so yay, me! As you read this you will find that the prompt doesn’t really fit. I tried, I really did. Tagging @fictober and @today-in-fic

They’re a funny looking pair at the drugstore. Dressed in formal clothes, Scully wearing Mulder’s jacket, swimming in it, they stand in front of the home pregnancy tests like a couple of teenagers fresh from their prom. 

“Why are there flowers on that box?” Mulder mumbles yet doesn’t dare to touch anything. Scully, still feeling dizzy, and exhausted, wants to go home, take off the dress before it falls apart, and brush her teeth. She’s a grown ass woman; one who hasn’t been in need of a home pregnancy test in over a decade. The thought alone gives her pause. Her symptoms add up to pregnancy. If a patient, or even a friend, came up to her with these symptoms, she’d tell them congratulations even before making sure. This, though, is different. Pregnancy should not be in the realm of possibility. Not for her. She’s prayed for it and she tried to trick her body with IVF injections. Years ago, when they didn’t know each other and Mulder was still trying to get a reaction out of her, he asked her if she believed in the existence of extraterrestrials. Her voice, younger then, higher, yet so certain, is loud in her mind, repeats the words her younger self spoke then: logically, I’d have to say no. These same words could be, should be, used now. Pregnant? Logically she’d have to say…

“Let’s just buy all of them.” Mulder sounds irritated, impatient. He keeps checking out the different tests, still not touching them, leaning backward and forwards, as if waiting for a decision - and a result - to just fall from the ceiling. 

The dress starts itching where the seam has ripped. They need to get home so that Scully can get changed. But as long as they’re standing here, staring at the tests, she can pretend it’s real. 

“Scully? Look, I know I don’t have to pee on a stick, so I don’t want to rush you, but could you please pick something?” What would a child be like that’s half Mulder, Scully wonders as she picks up one of the boxes with a heavily pregnant woman on it. That’s a good sign, she decides. Unlike her partner she doesn’t believe in signs, not really, but why tempt fate? She thinks as she picks another test with a pregnant, smiling woman. Three’s a charm so Scully reaches for another box. It’s green, the color of hope and the color of Mulder’s eyes when he gets excited. 

Mulder pays and drives them to Scully’s apartment. She excuses herself to change into her sweats while Mulder sits on her couch, the tests in the bag next to him just like an uninvited guest no one knows how to talk to. 

“I’m just going to…” She doesn’t finish her sentence and just stares at the white plastic bag. Their future is in there. It’s either yes or no, pregnant or not. The chances are 50/50. Though to her it seems like one in a million. Once upon a time Mulder called her his one in a billion. Maybe he’s hers, too; her maker of miracles.

“You don’t need my help, do you?”

“To pee on a stick? I think I can do that myself.“ 

In the bathroom, all by herself, Scully unpacks the tests one by one. Her hands are shaking but she knows she needs to do this. Five minutes each test says. Five minutes until she knows. There’s a soft knock on her bathroom door after two minutes; Mulder has never been patient. Scully opens the door and lets him in. They don’t talk as the remaining minutes stretch on. Three, her clock says. Four, it ticks. Mulder lets out a shaky sigh and it hasn’t even occurred to her to ask him which outcome he prefers. Five minutes are up and it no longer matters.

"I’m scared.” Scully admits.

“Do you want me to check?” She does and she doesn’t. But she needs to know. 

“I think I’m ready.” She picks up the first test and stares at it. 

“What does it say?” Mulder impatiently asks. He doesn’t check himself, waits for her to tell him instead. Scully doesn’t answer him, picks up the next test. Same result. She reaches for the last one, takes a deep breath, but before she can look at it, Mulder is there behind her. His hand is on hers now and together they turn the last test around.

“Positive.” Mulder says. The voice is the same one he uses when he tells her of fantastical beasts, monsters and aliens. Full of impossible, curious awe. 

“They’re all positive.” Scully says more to herself than to him. She stares at the three sticks proving to her what she can’t believe. What can’t be real.

“You’re pregnant. Scully, you’re pregnant!” She feels Mulder all around her as he hugs her tightly. He whispers things in her ear, rushed words and sentiments that barely register with her. She. Is. Pregnant. 

“I can’t believe it, Scully. A miracle. Our miracle. I told you not to give up, didn’t I? Scully?” Unlike him, she doesn’t have words. None. His eyes search hers and she avoids them; afraid he might see something there. Things she is not ready to admit yet. 

“Do you want to call your mother? Do you want to go to the hospital and-" 

"Mulder, can you just shut up for a moment?” The words come out harsher than she intends. Mulder’s eyes darken, fill with sorrow. His arms fall at his side and she misses his warmth immediately; she almost tells him to touch her again, to hug her and never let go. But those are not the words that come out of her mouth.

“It’s been five minutes. Five! I need time to process this. By myself. This doesn’t even concern you.” She wants to take her words back the second she sees his face crumble. He nods, accepts, and reaches for his coat. A Butterfinger falls out of his pocket and lands on the couch with a soft thud. 

“I guess I’ll be leaving then. Congrats, I guess.”

“Mulder, no.” She grabs his arm just before he can leave. He doesn’t turn to her, waits for her to let go again. She doesn’t. It’s not what she wants. Whenever she thought about having a child, and she’s thought about it a lot, she pictured Mulder. No one else. Before she knew him, when a child was nothing more than a hypothesis in the structure of her life, the father of her children was faceless, mute. Mulder is anything but. He’s real. 

“I’m sorry. I really am. This is just so… overwhelming.” Finally he turns to her. There are tears in his eyes. 

“Overwhelming in a good way, right? Not bad.” She nods, lets out a chocked laugh. 

“Very good. Come here, Mulder.” She puts her arms around him, holds him as tightly as she possibly can. Her eyes close as she breathes in his smell, listens to his steady heartbeat right under her ear.

“I’m so sorry, Mulder,” she repeats, “I didn’t mean to lash out on you.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for, Scully. I’m just so… so… happy.” He finishes and she leans back so she can look into his eyes. They’re green, remind her of the ocean, and she finds herself hoping that their child will have his eyes, too.

“I’m pregnant, Mulder.”

“Yes, you are.” He chuckles and kisses her forehead.

“We didn’t talk about what we’d do if… when I tried the IVF, we didn’t talk about what we’d do if it worked. And then we…” Scully trails off. That night. That one night. 

“There a quite a few things we don’t talk about, huh?”

“Mulder, that night… I just didn’t know how to… I wasn’t sure how to handle it. Any of it.”

“I thought you regretted it. That’s why I didn’t mention it. Do you… do you regret it?”

“Not one second, Mulder. That’s not why I left. I just needed to think and being around you like that… I couldn’t think.”

“And now?”


“You had enough time to think, didn’t you? And there’s Junior to consider now.” He smiles softly at her. “I want to be around, Scully. In any way you’ll let me.”

“I’d like to try something.” Scully mumbles, gets on tiptoes and presses her lips against Mulder’s. He seems surprised for a moment then kisses her back. This, Scully realizes as his tongue finds hers, is right. This, them, all of it, now, is the only right thing there is. If they can make a baby together against all odds then maybe they can make this work, too. She can’t wait to try.

10/10 would date (pt. 3) - spideychelle hc

https://riarkledale.tumblr.com/post/163486934074/1010-would-date-spideychelle-headcanon - part 1

https://riarkledale.tumblr.com/post/163518972984/1010-would-date-pt2-spideychelle-hc - part 2

-flash slams his fist onto the table

-and both ned and peter are shook

-flash sits down and he’s like

- “alright. spill, you dickwad.”

-peter and ned look at each other and they’re just kinda like ‘??’

- “i meant, what did you do to michelle?”

- so peter explains (while leaving out the spidey part)

- and flash is like ‘oh my fuCKING GOD, PARKER’

- and peter is once again, confused

- ‘you did all this because you got cut from the decathlon team?? dude she’s literally miserable! i’ve known her all my life and i’ve never seen her this sad. i’m giving you a day to fix it, or else.”

-ned is shook

- same, ned. same.

-who would’ve thought that flash really cared about someone other than himself

-flash is about to walk away but then he stops and he looks at peter

- “you’re clearly whipped, dude. go fix it and make her happy again.”

- peter is shooketh

- but then he yells from across the hall “PARKER IS IN LOOVVEEE.”

-and…he’s back

-so right after school, he makes it his personal mission to get his suit back from tony

-and once he’s done with some uneventful patrol

-he reaches michelle’s building

-and he’s wearing a hoodie and a pair of black sweatpants over it

-bc he kinda just realised that bright red and blue spandex isn’t exactly…inconspicous

-so he scales the buliding until he reaches the roof

-all while mumbling ‘pls be there, pls be there, pls be there’

-and she’s there


-but she’s reading so

-it gives him time to think of a cool entrance

-even though it prolly doesn’t matter but he’s peter the dweeb so

- “i was told to pick you up at 7?”

- omg this boy i swear

- mj has kinda just given up on everything

- so she sighs (over-dramatically bc that’s who she is as a person)

- and she’s like ‘what do u want, peter.’

- ok she’s talking to him at least. thats good.

-so he walks up to her and pulls off his mask

- and now he looks like her peter again

- “honestly, peter? i’m not in the mood to talk.”

- “that’s great! i mean-it’s good because you don’t have to talk, i just want you to listen. yeah.”

- ok y’all brace yourselves this is about to get real emotional and fic-like and v sappy

- “okay, i guess i kind of always knew that you knew i was spider-man in the back of my mind. and the only reason i never told you was because…bad things happen to people i love. and god, michelle, if anything happened to you, because of me, i would never forgive myself. ned and aunt may found out by accident. trust me if i had my way, no one would know. i trust you with my life, please don’t ever doubt that.”

-michelle’s kinda blank after that

-she’s trying to process everything that he just said

-and it wouldn’t hurt to forgive him, right?

- she can literally feel his nervousness

- but she gives it a few minutes bc why not amirite

- then she’s like “ok you dork i forgive you.”

- and peter is so relieved

- but also super happy

- so without any warning, he just hugs her

-and hoLY FUCK




- and when he finally pulls away, she’s like

- “you still hurt me a lot, so you owe me”

- and he starts bringing her tea every morning in school

- whenever she’s on her period, theres always a chocolate bar waiting for her in her locker

- bc of course he knows her cycle

-and he starts walking her home and telling her about all the crazy fights he’s had

- not because he wants to impress her or anything

- and when she decides that he needs her love and affection after a fight, she’d show up with a bunch of his fav snacks

- she’s sipping on her black tea

- when it hits her

- that night, when he apologised to her

- he told her that he loved her indirectly, but STILL




- but then why is she so happy !!

- and she’s in a happy mood for the rest of the day

- and lemme tell u somethin

-michelle is rarely in a happy mood

- like the kind when your mind drifts off to the source of ur happiness and you can’t stop smiling and giggling

- the one time she was in a happy mood was when flash fell into a bush

- but anyway

- during decathlon, everyone is like wtf is up w her

- flash secretly thinks she’s high

- wtf she keeps on smiling at her stupid cards

- so then after grilling them, and after cindy asks her if she’s okay,

- flash starts teasing peter about his ‘stark internship’ and asks him why he’s so obsessed w spider-man

- and peter panics

- whAT DOes HE DO

- so then she steps in

- and maybe she wasn’t really thinking when she said this

- “because i think spider-man is hot and peter’s being a jealous lil shit.”






- jedhkjdhkjsks he looks so red michelle really wants to laugh

- the whole team is ooh-ing and ahh-ing

- “i just don’t think s-spiderman is attractive.” peter manages to say

- and she looks him in the eye, “well, i do. so u better respect that you loser.”

- everyone’s kind of uninterested

- but there’s a double meaning behing what mj just said

- and peter doesn’t know how to react


“I met Chloe on March 25th, 2017. It was at the HVFF in Chicago. I arrived three days before the event to have some time to explore the city on my own. When the day came I was a complete mess. I flew almost 3000 just to see her. Of course I was first in line that day.

She was a little bit late, which gave me plenty of time to get more nervous. We were expecting her to come through the black curtains. I was just talking with the staff guys (they were so nice to me) when they saw her coming behind us.

I really can’t describe how it felt to see her. She walked right pass me and suddenly I didn’t want to go first. She came with her manager and sat down and I still wouldn’t move. She was like waiting and I didn’t move. She finally told me to come over. I literally had a speech planned and all the things that I wanted to say. I brought some presents, but when I was in front of her I went totally blank.

I think I forgot my English in that moment. I managed to say some words. I introduced myself and said that I had come from Colombia and she was really surprised that I had done that. It’s true that when you’re with her she’s hyper focused on you. She grabs your hand and she looks at you, and only you and pays attention to every single thing that you say and when you’re an incoherent mess (like I was) she starts complimenting you. She grabbed my hair and said that she loved it, because she missed her long hair so much. She said that she loved my shirt (I was wearing the fight like a girl sweater) She always tries to keep the conversation flowing. One thing that struck me is that she seems to be very aware of the kind of person that is in front of her? I mean, I noticed that a few people only approached her booth to see if she was taking pictures. She had a no photos rule. I think with that she makes sure that people go there to have a special moment, not just to take selfies with some celebrity.

I think she knows how to read that love and reciprocate it when she sees that people are being honest with her. So many of us went up there so excited only to say hello, to spend some time with her. She tries to make that small moment special. I told her I had totally forgotten my English in that moment and she said that Natalia would love me, and mentioned the episode were they recruited Yoyo in Bogotá. I was mostly trying to get out all the things that I wanted to tell her, I was so nervous, but she never stopped holding my hand. She would hug me and she would thank for every nice thing that I had to say.

I forgot that I had to get her autograph so she asked if I had something for her to sign. I remembered the Daisy pop and the gifts and I got the box out of my backpack. She asked which color I wanted for the autograph and she started writing my name while I tried to find the gifts, and I couldn’t find them! I was taking so long and getting even more nervous so she got curious and started looking inside my bag. She found another pop and asked who that was. It was a gift for a friend. She had like her face in my bag and I was so clumsy trying to get the candy out of the bag. (I gave her candy from Colombia) I explained some things about it and she said that she loves treats and candy and everything sweet in general… yeah. No surprise there.

I think she was smiling at how clumsy I was the whole time. As I said, I think she really appreciates when people cares about her. I told her that I was going to come back and also see her at the photo ops and then she offered another hug and then went around the table to hug me…and she just hugs you like she means it. I mean, I know that I’m just another fan but I think she has a very special love for us and she shows it every second. In that moment she makes sure to make you feel special. She kept smiling and grabbed my hand again. I was shaking. I forgot half of the gifts, but I was incredibly happy.

Then it was the first photo op. I was like third in line. When I went in she hugged me again, called me by my name, and I was a bit more confident at that point. The photo ops are super fast and Chloe asked if I wanted a hug. I really never asked for anything because I didn’t know the rules for these things but she was always warm and nice. I mean, she doesn’t have to be like that and I think it can be exhausting for her but again, I think she tries to reciprocate the love that we show her in those brief seconds or minutes.

I got my picture and then I felt like I didn’t want to go… so I just waited until she was back in her booth and went to get the picture signed. I gave her a little bracelet and she let me put it on her wrist. I babbled some more about how much Daisy and her mean in my life. I thanked her. She hugged me again. I really lost the count on the hugs hahaha. I asked about her kids and she told me they were back at home. I said that I would see her the next day and then said goodbye.

On Sunday things were even better. I actually felt like I could talk to her like a normal person hahaha. I went back to her booth, of course (I really just spent my time there) Then I was first in line again. That day Chloe arrived around 11. When she came I started feeling a bit weird, I didn’t know if it was okay to go in so many times… but I really went to Chicago for her, so I had to make the most of it.

She sat down and said hello. I was wearing overalls and she said that she loved them. I told her that I knew, that I always wanted to try but she gave me the confidence to start buying them. She hugged me again and asked if I was going to the panel. I said of course. I told her that I had another photo op with her and she told me that she would see me there.

I kinda started feeling the withdrawals at that point… so I just lurked around her booth for the rest of the morning until it was time for the photo op (it was a duo op with Brett) that day things were a lot more organized. I was one of the last ones in line. For that photo I had a pose in mind.

It was as fast as the other one. I think when it was my turn I went straight for Chloe and forgot that Brett was there for a second haha so I quickly turned to say hi to him but never let go off Chloe hahaha. The photographer would always get annoyed… and even more when I tried to explain the pose to Chloe and Brett but they just wouldn’t get it. It was funny because they got it wrong in the exact same way the first time. Chloe kept asking and trying to show me if she was getting it, and the next thing I know her leg is like around me, and then Brett got it and I started laughing and almost ruined the photo… I’m still not totally happy with my face, but at least we had a good time for those… 30 seconds hahaha. I said thank you and apologized. Chloe said that we almost didn’t get it… and then I started to feel like I didn’t want to say goodbye. I hugged her and then left because I took too long and the ops guys hated me already. On my way out I was like… shit Brett! And then hugged Brett. I think they both were laughing the whole time about my clumsiness. So that was a bit of a mess but a good kind of mess.

But then I picked my photo… I didn’t turn out that bad, and I realized that I had to do something else. I mean, I was already there. So I ran back to the table and got the last ticket for the next op. I ended back in line. The last person for the Chloe solo op. I’m so glad I went back. When I entered again I asked if she was getting tired of me. She received me with open arms and said that she never would. She peeked outside and when she realized that I was the last person she told me “best for last!” and grabbed my hand to take me to the center of the booth. She asked if I had anything in mind so I just told her to make faces. When they took the pic she quickly told me that she would say that she messed up, and then told the photographer that she had messed up and to take another one. So they took another picture, and I made the same face like the idiot I am. The thing is… every time she would do something nice my brain would stop working so I had nothing in that moment. I kinda wanted to cry.

So that’s exactly what I did. I didn’t know if that was going to be my last personal moment with her so I started thanking her for everything, again. I told her that I was glad I took the very irresponsible decision to fly to Chicago in the last minute. She thanked me for doing it and yes… more hugs. I got some time while the next celeb took Chloe’s place in the booth so I told her that I wanted to say goodbye and she told me to go to her autograph table again. I told her that she was my hero. I felt like a guy was about to take me out so I gave her one last hug and left.

Next it was the panel. You all know how that went. It was hilarious. I was really close to them but then went back to be closer to the mic line. I did get to ask a question about Daisy. At that point we didn’t know if the show was going to be renewed and I also started thinking that maybe this was going to be the only time that I got to see her. I was happy with the things I told her. I was happy to see with my own eyes how nice and honest in the way she interacts with people that she is, but it was heartbreaking to think that only had like a few minutes more to see her.

So yes. I went back one last time to the autograph table… Actually I waited for HOURS to be the last one to go. Since I had become such good friends with the staff they just let me be there. At the end I got to hang on the table where they had the pile of photos for Chloe to sign, right next to her table. That’s when the funniest thing happened. I see a huge, Asian guy come out from the back, He came to the table where I was and started looking through the photos. So I went like…”Mr Bennet?” He said yes with a smile. I introduced myself and told him my name and when he heard it (and probably my accent) he said that I was the girl that came from Colombia, that Chloe had told him about me. I died in that moment… for the tenth time in two days. It was almost my turn so I just told him that he had the most amazing daughter in the world. That she’s important for so many people and women, that she was amazing and for me it was worth it to take such a trip just to tell her that. He went full proud dad mode in that second and told me that she really was, and just the way she was here with her fans she was at home. He told me that she really appreciated me being there, and all the people that support her. He thanked me and said that she probably would have something special to say to me.

I went back. I really don’t know what was going through her manager’s head at that point, but Chloe looked happy. I went like: “I just met your dad” She was like oh no, what did he say? He’s talking to the fans now? I just told her that we just agreed that she’s the best. She took one of the other pictures that I was carrying to sign it while we spoke. I thanked her for everything she did. I told her that it meant a lot. I really don’t remember how we got to her birthday, but I wished her a happy birthday and told her that mine was coming up too. She wished me a happy birthday. I was trying really hard not to cry in front of her, but I told her that I really meant all the things that I had told her, and that it might seem like just a tv show, or a fictional character… but it really makes a difference in the lives of so many people. She knows, she works her ass off to brig Daisy to us and she loves every second of it. She thanked me and hugged me and she wouldn’t let go off my hand while I told her.

Then she eyed my iphone on the table. She asked if I wanted a selfie. I turned to check if there were people in line and actually some people arrived after me so I just looked back at her, but she was grabbing my phone and she told the others that it was because my photo op came out wrong. She told me that I had come all the way here, that I should get one. I just nodded and she was already going though my phone and opening the camera app. She took a pic, and then I said that my hair was terrible, so she just took another one. She didn’t look like uncomfortable or like she had to do it. She really wanted to make that moment special. I think she wants that for all her fans and I think that it’s important not to pressure her to sign things and take pictures on do things. She’s a person just like us, she could be tired or having a bad day, but she’ll offer something special to make you happy if she can. She wouldn’t stop thanking me and I told her that I was happy that I got to see her one last time. Then I saw her manager check her watch and I think I said it out loud because Chloe laughed. She got out of the table again to hug me and that’s when I broke. I told her that I didn’t know if I would get to see her again, but that she had made everything so special that I would always treasure these days. She told me that we would see each other again and I told her that we didn’t even know what was going to happen with AoS and that I just needed Daisy in my life. I told her that it would kill me (Don’t judge me. I was a mess in that moment) she was like noo! Don’t die! Hahaha She said that she was going to do new things.

In the end she just hugged me and thanked me for coming. I waited until she left and waved her goodbye. I actually didn’t cry when she left hahah I think maybe I’ll get to see her again. Now I know that going there was totally worth it and I would definitely do it again.”

Little Gilbert

(requested by anon)
Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 4 461
summary : Reader is Elena’s little sister and the Salvatore’s are over protective of her. Kai ends up staying at the Salvatore’s over night and sneaks into her room.
*gif by jake-riley
keep reading after the cut😉

Y/N’s life had gotten complicated the past few years. When her older sister Elena had met Stefan , Y/N had still been in her third year of high school. Both Stefan and Damon had taken a liking to her and over time had become like family to her - like she had two older brothers. After Elena had burned down their house , Y/N had moved in with the Salvatores. Problem was they were super over protective of her. If anyone even dared to get too close to her , things would get ugly for that person. Once a classmate , her friend Jake , had come over so they can work on a project and he had played a prank on her - sneaking up from behind to scare her - and she had screamed. Damon , who had been at the kitchen in that moment making her her favourite snack , rushed to the living room and nearly choked her friend before even bothering to listen to what had happened. Stefan was the same - almost , he listened first before trying to hurt anyone. Y/N loved them and appreciated having two guarding angels at all times but sometimes things were getting a little out of control. Their over protectiveness was starting to suffocate her. Whenever a boy showed up to take her on a date , one of them would tag along and even though the Salvatore wouldn’t sit with them , it didn’t matter much because they could still hear and see everything. Elena was the only one who could get them to back off a little but that never lasted too long.

* * *
Y/N walked downstairs heading into the kitchen, her ponytail and white polca dot ribbon flapping behind her. She was wearing a black tshirt with print (the logo of her favourite band) and gray skinny jeans along with her favourite ankle high black converses.
“Hey sis.” she smiled at Elena. “And big brother.” she winked at Damon.
Her eyes drifted towards the cupcakes on the kitchen counter and just as she was about to grab one , her eyes fell on a stranger sitting on the kitchen table. He had blue eyes ,brown hair , perfect angel like features and was holding a cupcake , his fingers covered with frosting. The boy glanced at her , then at Elena and Damon.
“You have a little sister?” asked the boy. “Wait. Who’s sister is she? And …where have you kept her hidden until now?”
Y/N took one of the cupcakes , taking a bite which resulted in cupcake frosting getting on her nose. Elena wiped it away with her thumb , giving her little sister a warning look. Damon glanced between Kai and Y/N , who obviously were curious about each other by the way they were starring at one another. Kai had gotten up , shortening the distance between him and Y/N. He was smiling widely , outstretching his hand for her to shake as a hello.
“Hi. I’m Kai …and you are ?”
“Littlest Gilbert.” she laughed. “I’m Y/N , Elena’s little sister, well cousin.”
“A human.” muttered Kai to himself. “Didn’t think those existed in Mystic Falls with all the supernatural population. I see you like cupcakes as much as me. Hey maybe we can go out sometime - there is this bakery near the town square -”
“OKAY , slow down big brother.” said Damon pulling Kai away from Y/N. “You are not allowed anywhere near her. Got it? She is off limits.”
“Why not ?” wondered Y/N.
“Because he is the one who shot an arrow through Bonnie’s stomach and he is the reason she is all alone in the Prison World right now.” said Elena pushing her sister out of the kitchen door. Y/N got free and ran back towards Kai and the cupcakes.
Elena’s little sister looked at Kai , head to toe , curiousity burning in her eyes.
“He doesn’t seem dangerous.” she said. “He seems .. cute and cuddly.”
Kai laughed under his breath. “I think she likes me.”
“No , no , no.” said Damon. “No one here likes any body. Y/N , go to your room before things get ugly for mr. charming right here.”
Elena grabbed Y/N and started pushing her towards the door again.
“Fine, fine. I’m going. See you around Kai.”
“Yeah. See you around.” he replied with a wistful look in his eyes.
Damon was starring at him , his arms folded in his chest.
“What ?”
“If you touch her , you lose your head or heart. Or both.” threatened Damon.
“Damon !” exclaimed Elena. “Don’t threaten him. He said he’d help us get Bonnie back. That gives him a pass. At least this time…”
Elena kissed Damon on the cheek while Kai was glancing between them and the door , hoping that maybe Y/N would pop her head through there.
“You two together is still totally revolting to me.” sighed Kai. “Alright , where is that stupid Ascendant ?”

* * *


Y/N walked into the Salvatore’s , her phone in her hands as she kept texting her friends. Elena had convinced Stefan and Damon not to hover over her that day , so she can spend it with her friends before their graduation in a few days. The Salvatores’ overprotective attitude really was getting out of control lately.
Y/N took a few steps into the living room and left her bag on the sofa hearing voices coming from the library. Whoever had come for a visit didn’t appear to be wanted. For a moment she hessitated , but in the end curiousity won over and she headed straight towards the loud voices ignoring the fact Stefan and Damon would be angry as hell if she put herself in any kind of danger.

“I just need a place to crash.”
“One night.” insisted Kai. “Don’t think your house was my first choice. Look I know we don’t get along , specially after that wedding fiasco , for which I am very sorry by the way. What Bonnie did hurt me and I snapped. It’s not like you two haven’t screwed up majorly at some point in your life.”
Stefan folded his hands , nodding and rolling his eyes listening to Kai. Last thing he and his brother wanted was Kai spending the night over , specially with Y/N being in the house. Kai had been dangerous before he turned into a heretic and now who knew what he’d do if he got upset. None of them were willing to risk it.
“I am trying to be better.” added Kai. “Please ? See how nice I am ? I even said ‘please’.”
“You are not not staying.” argued Damon.

Y/N made her way down the hall as quietly as possible. Not that it would do her any good considering the Salvatore’s were vampires and could hear her coming from a mile away. Quite literally. Whoever it was in there with them , might not make it out alive unless she intervined.
“It’s just for one night.” said a very familiar voice that made Y/N stop right at the door. “Please ? I promise to behave. Also need I remind you that you owe me for not going through with that crazy idea your psychopath of a mother had about linking Elena to Bonnie for all eternity ?”
“Because you did that out of the goodness of your heart ?” asked Stefan.
“Not important why I did it.” said Kai. “The important thing is that I did and now you owe me.”
“Fine.” groaned Damon. “But you are not allowed anywhere near her. Got it ?”
“Anywhere near who?” said Y/N walking in. Damon and Stefan groaned. Kai looked happier than ever she had walked in in that moment. He ran his fingers through his hair and took a small step towards her , stopping a second later realising if he took another someone might snap his neck. Kai smiled widely at her and she smiled back at him , taking a step towards the Salvatores. “Are you two going to keep it up with the over protective stuff? I love you but seriously - I am graduating high school , the ceremony is in two days. Are you planing on going to Whitmore with me too ?”
“No.” said Stefan. “We are just -”
“Being the most loving , carrying yet extremely annoying not-blood-related older brothers ?” interrupted Kai making both Salvatoress turn towards him. He could see Y/N was trying hard not to start laughing. “Sorry. I couldn’t help it. Can I at least say HI to her or is this forbidden too ?”
Damon poured himself a drink and drank most of it while Stefan motioned for Kai that it’s OK if he wants to say HI. In a flash Kai hugged Y/N under the absolutely shocked facess of the Salvatore brothers.

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anonymous asked:

Can I please request the rfa + saeran breaking the fourth wall and finding out their in a game? I get seven kinda did but it'd be interesting to see how all of them would react.

I feel like all of the charcaters would be extremely sad to find out that they could never meet MC, so I made this kind of angsty. I also added Seven even though he kind of does know it’s a game, I just love him too much not to add him! I hope that I answered this one okay, let me know if I didn’t!! ^^


  • The irony of finally getting a girlfriend only to have her for eleven days broke Yoosung’s heart
  • He regretted every single time he called you Rika
  • You were so kind to him, you didn’t treat him like a child, you were genuinely curious about his future
  • All he wanted to do was go to you, feel how warm you would be when he hugged you
  • But that day never came
  • After all, Yoosung was just a character in a game, never being allowed to see you
  • He cried so much, more than he ever has in his life
  • But Yoosung was determined to make the most out of his limited time with you via the messenger
  • When the eleventh day came, Yoosung wept uncontrollably as he called you one last time telling you that you were his sunshine and that you would always be on his mind and that he would always love you no matter what
  • But eventually, his sunshine was taken away from him


  • Zen never thought that such a perfect girl existed until he first called you and listened to your voice
  • After years of being alone, Zen finally found someone who cared about him, not just for his pretty looks but for his true self
  • He realized that he was just a character in a game, that he would never get to see you, touch you, or kiss you
  • Zen felt his world fall apart at the seams but he knew that he had to use his remaining days to give you nothing but all of his love
  • You were incredibly supportive of him when he broke his leg and even more when he had to deal with his scandal
  • Even though he was in a game, you felt so real to him making it hurt that more more when the eleventh day came
  • In his last phone call to you, Zen tried holding back his tears as he sang gently to you, saying that he finally found his princess just like out of a fairy tale
  • However, this fairy tale didn’t have a happy ending


  • For what felt like the first time in her life, Jaehee finally found someone she could call her true friend
  • She was just known as ‘the assistant’ to everyone else but you never saw her that way, you saw her for the strong, independent woman that she was
  • And when you encouraged her to keep up with the coffee project because it made her happy, Jaehee thought about all of the different types of coffee that she would make for you when she would meet you
  • But that day would never come, Jaehee was in a game but you weren’t
  • She tried not to let her feelings get the better of her, she had finally found a friend that understood and appreciated her
  • But as the days went on, Jaehee felt something more for you, you weren’t just a friend who she liked
  • No, Jaehee had fallen in love with you without even realizing it, making it that much more painful
  • Jaehee silently cried when she called you for the last time, telling you that she loved you so much, that she would never forget you, you then told Jaehee that she was your dream
  • And you were hers


  • Jumin didn’t understand that he loved you the moment he read your first message
  • He thought that it was silly, how could he mange to love someone he never met?
  • But he did fall in love with you, something he never thought that he was capable of
  • Everyone saw him as the man with no emotions, but you didn’t, you knew that he had all of the emoitions that everyone else had, he just didn’t know how to express them
  • You treated him like any other person and Jumin would be eternally grateful to you because of that
  • His feelings of love towards you were in vain, since Jumin was just a character who could never see you
  • Even with his wealth, being with you would be impossible and Jumin felt nothing but sadness because of it
  • Nevertheless, Jumin kept a cool and calm composure for those eleven days, even though he was hurting so much on the inside
  • Jumin’s last phone call to you was one of the rare occasions that he cried, he tried his best to convey all of his feelings towards you, with him promising that you changed him and he’s become a better person because of you
  • You asked him on last request, that you would always remain in his heart and his last words were simply stated
  • As you wish


  • He knew from the very beginning that you and him could never be anything more then names on a screen
  • Seven was simply a character in a game, nothing more nothing less
  • He tried his absolute hardest not to fall in love with you, but he stupidly did
  • It was going to be so painful, almost as painful as leaving his brother, when he would have to say goodbye to you
  • But Seven didn’t want you to be sad, so he stayed as 707, joking with you so that you would be happy
  • The phone calls with you were something that he would cherish for the rest of his life
  • For those eleven days, Seven let himself be selfish and feel happy whenever he chatted with or called you
  • He didn’t let his past haunt him, Seven only focused on making you laugh and feel loved
  • Seven barely got any sleep those eleven nights since all he could think about was how his happiness would fade away in the upcoming days
  • The last phone call Seven made to you, he became Saeyoung and while talking to you, he let himself cry tell you how you saved him from his own darkness and although he would never be able to marry you at the space station
  • He would always love you to the moon and back


  • The way that you made him feel when he watched you in the RFA chat room confused him
  • Saeran had only texted you once, some vague message and even though you asked him questions, he never bothered responding
  • But as Saeran watched you chat with the other members happily, it made his heart physically hurt
  • He didn’t understand, why you were making him feel this way
  • Saeran’s life had been the equivalent of hell and he never thought he would feel joy in his life
  • However, as he watched you through the messenger, Saeran realized that he felt happy, that he had somehow fallen in love with you
  • You were so kind to the other members, giving them advice and truly caring for them
  • None of it matter though, Saeran knew that he was just a character in a game and that meeting you would be impossible
  • Even though he knew the pain of when the eleventh day arrived would be immense, Saeran continued to watch you talk to the other members
  • He had less panic attacks and even cracked a genuine smile for the first time in a very long time when he watched you talk to the RFA members
  • As the eleventh day arrived, Saeran decided to call you and confess his feelings, he didn’t care since this would be the last time he would ever hear your voice, he poured his heart out to you about how much he loved you even though this was the first time that he ever talked to you and that you showed him what true happiness was
  • And even though you were going to leave Saeran
  • He promised to love you forever and always

~ Requests and Match-Ups are Open! ~ 

Dating would include – Assassin's Creed Syndicate

Originally posted by hellomikky

Jacob Frye 

  • Well, the two of you usually can be found in the fight club 
  • Eventually you patch up Jacob after his last fight 
  • Or Evie has to take care of both of you 
  • It really depends on your mood 
  • “Yes, Evie. That guy deserved every punch." 
  • But to be honest you two are always up to cause mischief 
  •  ”[Y/N], Jacob, what have you done this time?!“ 
  • "We did nothing! … Oh, that. Yeah, we did that." 
  • Giving each other nicknames … all the time 
  • "Love” - “Angel” - “Dear” - “Could you two stop?!" 
  • Jacob is a big fan of public display of affection 
  • The people need to know you are his better half 
  • … and he would be lost without your kisses 
  • Seriously every kind of kiss 
  • "I want all of them, love." 
  • After a hard mission he needs you wrapped up in his arms 
  • Jacob’s mixed scent of smoke, beer and himself lures you in 
  • "Why do I smell beer on you, Jacob?" 
  • … "I think Evie calls me!" 
  • He makes sure you keep up your training 
  • Driven by his fear to lose you forever 
  • Even if he knows you can handle yourself just fine 
  • Him not being able to take his eyes off of you when you plan your mission 
  • The satisfied smirk on your lips makes his knees weak 
  • "Stop drooling, brother dearest." 
  • Randomly he wraps you up in his arms to get his daily dose of cuddles 
  • The two of you get comfortable on his favourite but little settee 
  • Resting your head on his chest, while his arms hold you close 
  • The closer the better 
  • His steady breathing making you sleepy 
  • "God, you are adorable, love." 
  • The two of you are barely fighting 
  • And if you do, it will be solved in the fight club later 
  • "I’m not going to hit you!" 
  • "Good, then it is going to be easier for me!" 
  • Don’t worry neither of you gets harmed, because you end up in a heated kiss 
  • "I don’t think you know how much you mean to me, [Y/N]." 
  • Evie approves your relationship without a doubt 
  • You are good for Jacob and vice versa 
  • And foremost you make each other happy 
  • Jacob could never think of someone else taking your place 
  • You are the only one he will ever love the way he does right now 
  • And occasionally the Assassin tells you his feelings in an unknown serious tone 
  • "I truly love you with every fibre of my body, love. You accept every flaw I have. You adore every insecurity I have -" 
  • "Shut up and kiss me, Jacob." 
  • Your wish is his command 

Originally posted by diospyros-05

Evie Frye

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Tender (NSFW)

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, smut

A/N: Decided to play with some stylistic choices for this one, for no particular reason other than why the fuck not. Hope you guys like it!

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Identity Part Five (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by dailymcugifs

Word Count: 1489

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: This is the last part of identity :(

I hope everybody enjoyed it as much as I did but I have some exciting stuff coming up don’t worry. You can read part one, two, three and four here

Ever since that night in Peter’s room you’d been avoiding the boy like he was the plague. You couldn’t believe you’d almost kissed Peter Parker. You didn’t even realise that you felt that way about him. Now it was the night of the dance and Ned was waiting for you in the living room. Exiting your room was a struggle in the heels you weren’t used to but you were determined to bare through the pain as you practically waddled over to your date. “Alright be honest. On a scale of one to ten how trash do I look. Because I feel horrendous in these heels." 

Ned however didn’t even notice your strange walking as his jaw dropped open a little in shock at the sight in front of him."Y/N you look amazing.” Your heart swelled at his actions, he was always such a sweetheart. “Oh uh thanks Ned. You look pretty sharp yourself in that suit.” At the compliment he straightened up his posture and smiled confidently. “Oh stop it you’re making me blush." A snort left your mouth unwillingly as you bent over in laughter at your friends actions. After you both came down from your laughter you finally dragged your date with you out the door before you’d be late.

"Y/N you look gorgeous!” Liz squealed before engulfing you in a bone crushing hug. You giggled at her actions before pulling away and admiring her dress as well. "You too Liz but that’s nothing new.“ It was true, that girl could make a plastic bag look amazing. 

"Oh stop it. Wow Ned you don’t look too bad yourself, wait till Betty see’s you.” Liz smirked at your nervous date beside you, her words causing Ned’s eyes to widen as he quickly turned to you. "You told her?!“ His reaction made you chuckle, his crush on Betty Brant was by far the most adorable thing you’d ever seen, how could you not tell Liz about it? "Duh she’s my best friend." Liz placed her hand reassuringly on his shoulder, smiling at the blushing boy beside her. "Don’t worry I won’t tell, but I do ship it." 

Just then sound of that all too familiar voice and a tap on your shoulder startled you. "Y/N?" 

You knew it was the boy you’d been avoiding for weeks now and the thought made you feel incredibly nervous. "Peter." 

Slowly turning around to face the boy you almost fell over at the sight on him in a suit. Who knew that a suit could make a guy look ten times more attractive? Peter seemed to be taken aback by your appearance as well, his eyes widened slightly as they scanned up and down your body. "You look…wow." 

His comment made your cheeks instantly heat up and butterflies swarm in your tummy. "Oh thank you. I like your tie.” You instantly regretted your lame reply as it left your mouth. What the heck did you just say?! You like his tie?! “Uh no I mean you look really nice and attractive all together- i’m just gonna go now." 

Completely embarrassed by your little outburst you begin to walk away but are stopped by the feeling of his hand grasping your own. "No wait!" 

Guilt begins to flood your mind at the desperate tone of his voice. Peter was the only one trying to make things right yet you were running away from the problem like a child. But the way he was looking at you now, you never wanted to run away again. You were sick of running away from these feelings. Taking a deep breath you locked gazes with the boy you were slowly falling for. "I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you it’s just-”

You felt his hands on your shoulders, the actions making you cut off your words not being able to remember what you were even saying. You couldn’t think straight when he was so close to you. He shook his head slightly making a few loose strands of hair drop onto his forehead as a slight grin was forming on his face."Hey I understand, but that’s not why I’m here." 

"Huh?” Your eyebrow rose in confusion. How could he not be absolutely pissed off at you after you’d ignored him the last few weeks. Instead he was standing in front of you appearing almost shy now as he asked a question you never thought you’d hear. "Will you dance with me?“ 

Uncontrollably your face instantly lit up at the proposal, a wide smile you hadn’t worn in a very long time appearing there. "I’d like that.” You couldn’t believe this was happening. What did you do to deserve a guy like Peter Parker? 

He didn’t waste time in taking your hand in his own and guiding you both out onto the dance floor making your cheeks warm at the action. When you finally stopped he placed his hands on your waist nervously, obviously not used to being so close to a girl. You weren’t much better as you timidly placed your hands on his shoulders. As you both awkwardly swayed along to the unknown slow song that was blasting through the speakers you reminded yourself to apologise for your recent actions. "I really am sorry for avoiding you Peter. Honestly I was just embarrassed.“ 

 "About what?" 

Your emotions were visible as you struggled to admit your thoughts, your words instead stumbling out in nervous ramblings. "I…we almost kissed and I probably freaked you out I mean I freaked myself out a bit I don’t even know where those feelings came from-" Then you felt it, his lips pressed against your own. Peter Parker was kissing you. After realising what was happening you eagerly kissed back, loving the feeling of his lips moving against your own. It felt like forever until you both broke apart, leaving each others lips slightly swollen and pink. "That’s what I should have done that day instead of letting you walk out my door." 

His words made your stomach swarm with butterflies, you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this way and weren’t sure if you ever did. However the sight of your best friend catches the corner of your eye making you sigh in realisation. It was obvious to everyone but Liz how Peter felt for her. "But, what about Liz? I know you like her i’m not blind.” The boy in front of you merely shrugged his shoulders before staring into your eyes to make sure you heard every word he spoke. “Maybe I did, but then this girl started questioning me one day after I ran into her in the library. Then I saved her and she knew my name. She cried into my chest and fell asleep on my bed, unaware of how beautiful she looked doing so. Then I almost kissed her but being the fool I was I let her go, afraid of those new feelings. But right now i’m dancing with her and I couldn’t give a damn what Liz thought about me." 

You almost let a tear slip out of your eye at his romantic gesture, you didn’t deserve this boy. Closing the gap between you both you engulfed him in a tight hug, never wanting to let go. "I don’t know what to say. I mean how do I top that?" 

"You don’t have to, just say you like me back." 

Putting your hands on his shoulders you looked him straight in the eyes as you spoke. "Peter Parker, or Spider-man, whoever you want to be. I really really like you too.”

A wide smile appears on his face at your confession, his arms encircling your waist before lifting your body up slightly in the air and twirling you around like in the movies. You giggled into his chest at his actions, also slightly embarrassed as you remembered where you both were. Once he settled you down on the ground another surprising sight caught your eye. "Oh my god!“ You exclaimed excitedly, grabbing Peter’s hand. "What is it?" 

Pointing over at the couple dancing in the far corner you almost let out a squeal. "Ned! He’s slow dancing with Betty!" 

A chuckle escaped his mouth as he saw them, feeling incredibly happy for his best friend. "Why do I feel so proud right now?” You nodded along as you observed the couple, laughing together as they slow danced to the music. "I feel like a proud mother.“ You admitted making your dance partner laugh, gosh you could get used to that sound. As you notice your best friend standing over by the punch bowl you almost run over to her, needing to inform her of Ned. "I need to tell Liz!" 

"Wait one last thing." 


"Kiss me?”

He didn’t have to ask you twice before you planted your lips against his own for the second time that night, but definitely not the last.

Asking Maggie, Asking J’onn

@cosmicsthetics “j’onn hiring maggie for the deo or her asking him permission to marry alex?”

He’ll need her to go through basic training. He makes that very clear.

He’ll need her to go through basic, and advanced tactical, and strategic planning.

But he’d like her to consider working for the DEO. Not full time. 

He knows how much she loves her job.

But Kara does it.

They both lower their eyes at that, at the mention of Kara.

He wants to know what she thinks.

“I’d be honored, sir. Absolutely honored,” is her response, and the corners of his lips turn upward.

“Excellent. I’ll have Pam from HR get in touch with you regarding the details.” He stands and offers to shake her hand. She takes it, but gently, hesitantly.

He furrows his brow.

“Was there something else, Detective?” he asks, and he feels her nerves. Feels how strongly she’s thinking about Alex.

He desperately hopes those thoughts aren’t about the… things… they were doing in the armory this morning, that he overheard Winn and Vasquez teasing Alex about.

“Yes sir, I… um… can we… can we sit? Again?”

He’s never heard Maggie Sawyer stumble over her words – he reserves that for Agent Schott, the youngest Danvers girl, and the eldest (only when, of course, she’s talking about Maggie) – and he sits with his level of confusion rising.

J’onn gestures for her to continue.

She gulps.

“I’ve been meaning to… I…” She looks down at the table in front of her and something steels behind her eyes.

He wonders how Alex ever managed to get this woman’s defenses down enough for them to love each other so much.

Then again, if anyone could do the impossible – and have the impossible done to her – it’s Alex Danvers.

“After the invasion, Alex asked me to marry her. I know she’s told you, and I know… I know this might be old fashioned, or misogynist, or… I don’t know. I know Alex doesn’t need anyone’s permission to do anything, but I also know that Alex thinks of you like a father. Like her father. And I’m going to call Eliza tonight, but I… I said yes. To Alex. But I wanted to make sure… that that’s okay with you. As… as her father. And if it’s not, I wanted to ask if there’s anything you think I can do, to be… more worthy. Of her.”

There’s a long silence, and for a moment, Maggie’s mind screams so loudly about her own father – about his love, then his hatred, his rage, his rejection – that J’onn almost goes to embrace her, to fight away her demons. To tell her that she’s becoming a daughter to him, too. 

That she doesn’t have to have no father. Not anymore.

“Maggie,” he begins after a long, long moment. “I watched Alex grow up. For her father. And you’re right. I love her like she’s my daughter. I always want to protect her. Like she’s my own. It started as a promise to her father, but it became… something else. And in all those years watching over her – and then, in all her years at the DEO – I’d never seen her like she is with you. I’d never heard her… giggle.”

He allows himself to smile, and he covers Maggie’s hand with his own when he finds her fighting off tears. 

“Except when she was with Kara, but that… it’s not the same. It’s not less, or more, but it is different. With you… Maggie, if anyone is worthy of loving Alex Danvers, it’s you. I’m honored that you asked, and I… yes. Yes, of course. Just you never stop loving her as well as you do right now. Because I am nearly as strong as Supergirl, and she is my daughter.”

He tries and fails to look stern.

She tries and fails to banish tears from her eyes.

And when he hugs her, she nearly breaks.

Because he hugged her after… after. But it wasn’t like this.

It wasn’t just the two of them, and it wasn’t in the pure relief that their Alex was alive, was safe.

This… this is like being hugged by a father.

And she never, ever, ever wants to let go.

Work Of Art - GD Smut (1)

first part of a long ass smut that got out of hand lol hope you like it.


Jiyong loved art, that’s a truth that everyone knew.

The sun came in the morning, the grass was green the skies were blue and jiyong loved art.

When he was a child his mother liked taking him to art museums, they would go around seoul finding museums to visit, and jiyong loved it, he loved looking at the paintings and at the sculptures, his family would give him books about art they would also gift him with different art utensils, so he could create art, he found peace in painting and drawing, it was his escape from real life.

When his parents got divorced he spent an entire week in his bedroom drawing and painting and he even made a sculpture of a fallen angel, although it wasn’t his favorite type of art, he enjoyed it anyways, and the sculpture ended up looking so good his mother decided to put it on the living room so everyone would see how talented his son was.

It was when he aged 16 when he realized he loved something else just as much as he loved art, women, he found them beautiful every type of body and skin, their soft voice and their beautiful eyes, he loved them so much that his best friend young bae started to say he was the definition of heterosexuality, and if people looked at the said word on the dictionary there would be a picture of jiyong in it.

And women love him too, because he was beautiful, not only women found him beautiful men too, he possessed a beauty not everyone had, a beauty that could only be described as ethereal.

But he wasn’t a womanizer, because his love of art gave him something else a love for love, he became a hopeless romantic one who’s heart has been broken to many times to count, but he got over them really fast, he just needed to cry on his best friend’s shoulder, who has heard jiyong cry too many times making him hate every single woman that came close to him.

But there was one girl that jiyong didn’t dare to talk to, his high school crush, the only girl that was immune to his charming personality, jiyong was friend zoned, and even though he hated it he also liked that she was the only girl who didn’t throw herself at him.

She was smart beautiful and kind, she was a really nice person and she had a lot of amazing qualities but as an artist jiyong was a little bit superficial.

Her curvy body drove jiyong crazy, she wasn’t too skinny or too fat, she had nice ass and a really beautiful pair of breast that jiyong had masturbated too many times, her soft peach skin looked so soft and pure, her pouty pink lips made him lose his mind, especially when she wore her favorite red lipstick, in his eyes she was the incarnation of the goddess Venus.

And even if he wanted to ravish her body, take her to heaven and make her feel things she never felt before, what jiyong dreamt the most was too be able to paint her, for her to get naked and lay down on his favorite velvet couch for hours only to be seen by his eyes.

It was an idea that haunted his dreams and left him hard on the mornings.

But much to jiyong’s dismay she left school, to never come back again.

And youngbae thought that this would be like the last times, that he would cry and lock himself in his bedroom for days till he moved on, but he didn’t, jiyong didn’t even cry, he was sad yes, but he didn’t shed a tear for the women of his dreams, which was weird to youngbae, he panicked thinking that his best friend had lost his mind.

Jiyong refused to show his pain, for a reason he didn’t even know, he was sure he was going to move on, that he was going to find someone to love, someone he could marry and build a family with.

Four years of college proved him wrong, he did find some beautiful girls, but none of them compared to the girl of his dreams, he went on dates and he slept with a lot of them but none of them were able to fill that empty spot on his heart.

No other girl compared to you.

Jiyong sighted as he looked at his watch, his lunch break was almost over and he had to go back to class, he had to face his students and he had to teach the wonderful world of art when those kids didn’t even care about the words that left his mouth, only the very hormonal teenage girls paid attention to him.

Jiyong took a last drag off his cigarette and made his way back into the building, only to be stopped by his boss, who had a very obvious crush on him.

“Mr kwon I am afraid to tell you that your class was suspended” she said while she checked him out, he was wearing a simple white button up shirt and he had a few buttons popped open letting everyone see his tattoos, he also had simple black skinny jeans and black boots.

He almost rolled his eyes when he saw her lick her lips

“What do you mean it has been suspended?” he asked annoyed, why were they telling him now, when they could have told them when he was in his house?

“Well the class room is in really bad conditions and we are afraid that a piece of the ceiling has fallen and they just came to fix it” she said while her eyes kept going up and down his body.

Jiyong sighted and nodded “ok then, guess I’ll go back to my office so I can start grading the papers” he was about to turn around when the woman stopped him.

“oh jiyong a girl came to see you, she said something about seeing your work on line and she requested a portrait of herself done by you” jiyong lifted his eyebrow, now he was interested.

Ever since he became an artist he knew his work wasn’t going to be famous unless he used the internet for it, so he created a blog that became widly popular, and that’s how he met his best friend choi seunghyun, who owned a very popular underground gallery, once a month jiyong would prepare a collection to be show on the gallery and both meant would gain a lot of money thanks to it.

But his popularity was due to his blog, and that’s where he got all his money from, teaching art was mainly a passion, he fantasized of becoming a source of admiration to young people who loved art.

But even he was really popular with his blog and his art, no one in his 26 years of life had asked him to make a portrait of themselves, so it made him curious.

He just nodded “where is this girl?” his boss smiled at him and jiyong was so close to rolling his eyes he thought he would become blind “she is in your office” jiyong nodded and walked away without another word.

He didn’t know what he was expecting. Maybe a rich woman who would like her body be painted so she could live forever young, or a spoilt narcissist teenager who wanted a painting because it would look cool.

But he definitely wasn’t expecting the beautiful woman that was standing in his office.

A woman he thought he would never see again, but there she was in all her glory, she looked like she hadn’t aged a day, her beautiful curvy body didn’t change at all, she had some highlight in her brown hair and her skin looked a shade darker like she had been on vacations at the Caribbean, she looked like a goddess and jiyong couldn’t believe his eyes.

“y/n?” she turned around and smiled at him and jiyong had to tense his legs so he wouldn’t fall to his knees at the sight of her beautiful eye smile.

“oppa it has been so long” she said as she gave him a hug and jiyong could pass out at the smell of her coconut perfume, he put his arm around her slim waist and he had to grit his teeth so he wouldn’t let out a groan when she let go of him.

“I was on my break from work when a friend showed me your blog as soon as I saw those flowers I knew it was you” he chuckled as he sat against his desk “so a portrait huh?” the girl just bit her lip and blushed and jiyong wanted to grab her face and kiss her like he had never kissed someone before.

“my friend was the one who called and made the request” she said rubbing the back of her neck, she was clearly embarrassed and jiyong felt his heart get warmer at the sight of her pink cheeks.

Jiyong raised an eyebrow “why? If I can ask” the girl widened her eyes and looked away from him “uhm well she thinks that you had a crush on me on high school …and I had a crush on you too” jiyong could feel his heart exploding inside his chest.

“you had a crush on me?” he asked with his eyes wide, the girl nodded still blushing “yeah I thought it was pretty obvious” she said looking down, jiyong with his eyes still wide shook his head “no it wasn’t wow now I feel like an idiot for not telling you” he said rubbing his head and the girl smiled “yeah well I feel like an idiot too I mean we were close friends I could have told you too but I never had the guts, I mean you were popular and rich and the hottest guy in school how can someone like you like someone like me?”

Jiyong looked at the girl as if she was an alien “are you being serious? You y/n are the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, you aren’t like the others girl I met, you are beautiful smart and kind and you were a great friend to me, when you left I was so heartbroken I even refused to talk about my pain because it was embarrassing, please don’t ever tell me you feel that way about yourself” jiyong said as he grabbed her face so she would be looking at him.

The girl bit her lip and nodded “so will you make a portrait of me?” jiyong laughed and nodded “well if you still want too” the girl smiled and nodded.

But the man noticed that this time her smile was different, it wasn’t a shy smile or a happy smile, or one of those smile you make when you look at someone you like, it was a flirty smile and jiyong widened his eyes, the woman got close to him, too close to him, she put her lips on his neck and jiyong felt his body burst into flames “I would love for you to make a portrait of me, naked” the girl whispered on his ear and jiyong felt like he could pass out at the sound of the slow seductive voice y/n used.

Jiyong nodded eagerly “I mean I would love too only if you feel comfortable” the girl stepped back and nodded “when do you want to do it?” jiyong asked trying to get his heart to slow down.

“we can do it tomorrow if you want, I don’t have anything to do and my roommate is leaving town to see her parent…” jiyong shook his head before she could finish “no, we have to do it in mys studio I can’t work out of it, you can come tomorrow at five pm if that’s alright with you”

y/n nodded and smiled “that would be great” jiyong smiled and nodded, h was suddenly frozen in his place, his eyes on the beautiful girl in front of him, never in his last years of life he would have thought he would meet her again, but there she was, just as beautiful, or even more, than the last time he saw her, he had to shake away his thoughts when he saw the girl was talking to him.

“huh?” he said and almost fainted when she giggled “I said that I need your address for tomorrow” jiyong blushed and nodded “uhm give me your number so I can text you later” he said as he gave her his phone.

She put on her number and gave it back to him, he chuckled when he saw she put a heart emoji next to her name.

“so I’ll see you tomorrow” he said and she smiled, she got closer to him and kissed him on the cheek “I can’t wait” she whispered and walked out of the door, leaving jiyong alone in his office with a pretty big hard on, he groaned and sat on his chair, he wondered how he would survive, it was already hard to control himself when he saw her dressed he couldn’t imagine how it would be with her naked.

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Love Is Blindness

Tag List: @rabidwrestlingfan @wrestlingnoob @anonwriter-lady @somehow-lovable-trash @youngandbiitter

Prompt: “Hi. I was wondering if you could write a Harry Hook imagine where the reader is Evie’s younger sister and she’s blind and when she goes to Auradon Fairy Godmother helps her. When she comes back to the Isle she can finally see her boyfriend Harry Hook. OMG I’m so sorry if this makes no sense and I’m sorry for my English!” - @meowmeowp

Warning: None. I was a good girl.


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The Things She Carried

Part 7. In His Dreams

Dean x Reader

Masterpost with all the parts

Summary: Dean meets a huntress. Well, he would define her a robot. At least until he gets to know her…

Word Count: 1700+

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Miracle - Jack Imagine

Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean

Pairing: Jack x Reader

~(Y/N)’s pov~

I sneak up behind some wall and look around the corner. I see that everything is clear so I quickly run to the gate that leads to the house of the governor. He and his daughter are out of town today so my captain sent me on a mission to borrow some of their stuffs. Alright, to steal. But hey, what were you expecting? I’m a pirate, that’s what we do. And my captain is actually my boyfriend, Captain Jack Sparrow. 

I take my knife out and break the gate’s lock. I look around to see if the noise disturbed someone. There’s no one on the street and no lights are on in the house so I open the gate and enter. I do the same with the house doors and quietly I enter the house. My knife is still in my hand just in case some guards show up. I go down the hall and on the end of it I see one standing on my left with his back turned to me. I sneak behind him slowly, taking a vase in the process. I hit him on the back of his head with the vase and he falls unconscious on the ground.

“Sorry mate, nothing personal.” I say leaving the vase on the small table. Then I look around the house, taking one more guard down, and then I finally found the room I was looking for. I can’t believe that governor’s house has only two guards at night, especially when he’s not home. I take the bag out of my pocket and spread it, then I start throwing all kinds of gold stuff in it, watches, necklaces, bracelets, everything I could find. Then I hear some voices downstairs and I look behind myself quickly. 

“Someone’s already here.” I hear someone yell. This is another group of pirates, well they are obviously not good at sneaking around when they are yelling.

“Shit.” I curse under my breath and drop the bag under the table. They are still downstairs so I run out of the room and try to find some place to hide. I open the door and see a middle sized room, I step into it and close the doors behind me locking them. After a few steeps I turn around thinking of a place to hide and then I see a metal bar in front of the top of the doors. 

“What’s a purpose of that?” I whisper. Then a moonlight gives me my answer. There’s a hole that leads somewhere right above the doors. My eyes light up and I take a chair and put it next to the wardrobe. I climb on top of it, it’s not too far away from the whole. I crawl to the end of the closet and then I look down. I can do this. I take a deep breath and look in front of myself. I jump and catch the bar, accidentally kicking the doors in the process.

“Son of a…” I say and push myself up. I manage to climb into the hole and I look into it, there’s nothing in it. 

“What the…why would they have something like this if they’re not using it?” The rich people are so weird. I would keep the rum here, and no one could find it, probably. The voices break my thoughts and I turn around. 

“I heard something behind these doors.” Someone says and I curse again. I think of a plan right away, I know that they’ll try to come in. The moonlight is shining so there is a possibility that they will see me. The only way out for me is to fight. So I reach to the bar in an instant I heard them turning the knob. After a few times of them hitting the door they finally managed to break the doors. I push my legs and I make a flip, my hands still clutching the bar. I hit one pirate in the chest and he falls on the ground, I jump down and turn around quickly, taking my sword out. 

“Woah, look what we have here.” One, awfully ugly pirate says, “What are you doing here sweetheart?”

“Don’t call me sweetheart.” I snap and he laughs pointing his sword at me.

“You must be really brave, standing up to a pirate.” He grins showing his ugly, black teeth.

“You must be really stupid, I’m a pirate myself.” I say back and then he figures it out.

“Ooh, who sent you princess?” That’s it. I swing my sword at him and he blocks my strike, in a few quick motions I take him down and look up just in time to see five pirates coming into the room. 

“Well shit.” I whisper taking a few steps back.

“Who sent you here?” One asks me but I stay quiet. They start to make a circle around me but I stand next to a wall so they couldn’t step behind me.

“She’s not gonna talk.” The other points out.

“Damn right I won’t.” I sass back and I can see that they’ve got quite impatient. The first one attacks me and I block him, but before I could do something else I felt a strong pain in my thigh and I feel down. I look down and see a bullet in my thigh, looking up I see the second one pointing his gun at me. I wanted to stand up and fight again but something hard hit me in the head and everything went black.


I wake up and open my eyes slowly. I try to move my hands but I can’t. That woke me up in a second, I look down and see that my hands are tied to a chair I’m sitting in, my legs too. Then I look around and see that I’m in some kind of a old basement. How the hell did I get here?

“Well, well, well, look what we have here. Little princess woke up.” And then I remember everything.

“Where am I?” I ask him and he laughs. Three more guys came into the room too, and they started laughing with him.

“Patience honey, patience.” He says leaning on my chair, his face right in front of mine.

“Don’t. Call. Me. Honey.” I say angrily. He laughs again and I want to pass out because of his bad breath.

“You know, you could use some mint candies.” I say and he stops laughing. He slaps me in the face and I glare at him.

“Who sent you in the governor’s house?” He asks but I don’t say a word, “I’m going to ask you nicely, one more time. Who sent you in the governor’s house?” Nothing. No answer. 

“Boulders!” He yells and then a huge guy comes into the room caring a bottle in his hand. 

“Here you go.” He says handing the bottle to the guy who slapped me. He grabs my chin and the other guy comes behind me, pulling my hair. The first one hits me in my wounded thigh and I scream, in that moment he pours the liquid in my mouth but before I could spit it out the other one tied a cloth around my head, covering my mouth, so I couldn’t. There’s no other choice for me than to swallow it, I try not to, I try really hard, but I swallowed half of it. 

“Let’s go guys.” He says and they turn around to leave, but someone opens the doors and a crew of pirates run into the room, they start to fight with the pirates who kidnapped me and then Jack runs into the room.

“Y/N!” He yells when he saw me and he quickly runs towards me. He removes the cloth from my mouth and I spit out the rest of the liquid. I cough a few times while he unties my hands and legs, I look up and see that Jack’s crew killed those bastards.

“Y/N, how are you?” Jack asks me. I wanted to answer him and tell him I’m fine, but I passed out.

~Jack’s pov~

It’s been a week since Y/N passed out right into my arms. I’ve taken her back to the Black Pearl, and I never left her side, not one minute. She hasn’t even moved an inch. I’ve never been this worried in my entire life. Y/N was always there for me and she was always my light in every situation. This is all my fault. I sent her to that house, if I haven’t this wouldn’t happened. She wouldn’t took a bullet in her leg and she wouldn’t be lying here unconscious. Would she even survive?

“Jack.” I hear someone says and I turn around. I see Mr. Gibbs standing there.

“Yes?” I ask and he comes to sit on the chair next to mine.

“She’s gonna be fine. She’s a strong girl.” He says and I look at her. She looks so pale.

“What if she doesn’t make it?” I ask, my voice breaking.

“She will.” Another voice says and I look up. Almost the whole crew is standing at my doors.

“She’s the best pirate we have, and the strongest. She’s gonna make it.” 

“She survived many things, she’ll survive this too.” They try to reassure me and I smile a little. She really is a miracle, many things have tried to break her down but she was just getting stronger. 

“Take us to Tia Dalma.” I say and someone gasps, “Now.”

“You heard him! Let’s go!” Mr. Gibbs shouts and they all run out. Tia Dalma is the only one who can help Y/N now. I’m not going to let the love of my life die without a fight. I sit next to her on my bed and remove a strand of hair from her face. I kiss her forehead.

“You will be fine, my love.” I whisper. 


“Will you make it?” I ask Tia Dalma and she looks at me. 

“We’ll see.” She replies pushing me out of the room, closing the curtains.

After fifteen minutes she comes out and I stand up quickly.

“Jack. I don’ think there’s anything I can do to save her.” She says and I feel my heart breaking into million pieces. 

“No, no, there must be something you can do. You can’t let her die, do you know how much I love her?!” I say, tears welling up in my eyes. 


“Jack?” A soft voice cut of Tia Dalma’s and I look over her shoulder. My heart starts beating faster when I saw her standing there. She looked more beautiful than ever.

“Y/N.” I whisper and push past Tia Dalma to hug her. I hug her tightly and she returns it.

“I’m so sorry…” She says and I shush her. I just want to hold her. 

“I’m the one who’s supposed to be sorry, I’m never leaving you alone again. I’m going to be by your side forever. I was so scared.” I say and she hugs me tighter.

“This is a miracle. I thought that you are not going to make it.” Tia Dalma says and we pull away from each other. I look into Y/N’s beautiful eyes and I smile.

“You are my miracle. I love you so much.” I say and she smiles back. God I missed that smile so much.

“I love you too Jack.” She says back and I kiss her. I’m never letting her out of my sight again. I have never been so scared in my life. I realized she is my life, and I’m the most happiest guy to have her, my love.