Requested by @natasha-baggins - “Hello! Could you write this au with Jason please? “You just moved into the house next to my mom’s and she has you doing her yardwork” and Jason has a thing for the reader? Please and thank you!“
A/N: I hope this is what you had in mind hun, sorry it took so long!! I really hope you like it!
You had lived in Gotham all your life. It was dirty and crime-ridden and teeming with social problems, but it was familar and comforting and beautiful in the way only home could be. That was why when you finished school and offers came from Metropolis and Bludhaven and Jump City, you turned them all down in favour of Gotham University.
People called you crazy, but you didn’t care. It was a little too far from your neighbourhood to commute everyday so you’d still had to move, but it’s proximity to home meant that you could visit your mom as often as you liked. Which, admittedly, was often. Growing up it had just been you and your mom, and now that you were in college she was living on her own. You knew that she didn’t mind too much, but she had always been your number one confident and best friend, and you missed her company more than you would admit.
It was during one of your routine nightly phonecalls that she told you about her new neighbour. You were sitting at your new kitchen table (student standard, nothing to brag about) drinking hot cocoa in your pajamas.
“We have a new neighbour by the way,” “Oh yeah? Have you met them yet?” You drummed your fingers on the tabletop absently. It wasn’t an unusual statement, people were moving in and out of the house next door all the time. Apparently the roof leaked, and the landlord was a pain. The news didn’t exactly surprise you. “Mmhmm. I met him just this morning, even though he says he’s been living there for almost two weeks now I’ve never seen him before. He’s a very nice young man.. and handsome too,” You could hear the teasing tone in your mom’s voice, and groaned exaggeratedly.
Hi!! I’m in love with your blog, I just found it and it’s amazing :) The stress reliever Jimin smut was sooo good and Jimin is my ultimate bias so I need more!! Can I request a Jimin smut where he offers to give the reader a full body massage as a birthday present and things get a little heated *wink wink* Thanks you’re amazing <3
Ahhhhh!!!! Thank you so much!! You have no idea what that means to me! I’m so glad you like my blog! The Stress Reliever Jimin smut is pretty popular. I’m glad you liked it and I hope you like this one just as much. I had a lot of fun writing it (Hence the length of it) and I hope you enjoy reading it! Sorry it took so long! 😬
Pairing: Park Jimin X Reader
Word Count: 3,386
Happy birthday, baby girl!!!
Was scrawled out sloppily in Korean on a small card you found in a colorful bouquet of flowers that were placed in front of two helium balloons saying ‘happy birthday’ as well. A huge smile spread across your tired face as you read it.
Jimin always outdid himself when it came to special occasions like birthdays and anniversaries. Even when the two of you were weren’t together, he always had little surprises planned throughout the day for you.
“Jimin,” you whispered to yourself, shaking your head. Sadly, he had schedules most of the day, leaving you alone on your birthday. You understood and fully supported his career, but you couldn’t help being a little sad your mochi wouldn’t be with you for the day. Suddenly, your phone buzzed on the counter, turning your frown upside down.
'Happy birthday, my beautiful princess! I hope you like your gifts!’
'I love it, Chim! Thank you so much!’
You smiled as you typed the message, hitting send. You took in a deep breath, looking around your apartment for clues of other surprises he had planned when your phone went off again.
'You think I would hide your presents in the apartment? What kind of fool do you take me for?’
You giggled as you feigned innocence.
'I know you better than you think, baby. Enjoy your day without me. I’ll be home as soon as possible.’
You held your phone to your chest, swooning at how adorable your boyfriend was as you wandered back into your bedroom. You dropped yourself onto your king sized bed, pulling the expensive duvet up to your chin to take a nap even though you just got up, but it was your day.
About an hour later, you were awoken by an impatient Jimin. He gently slid his hand up your side, kissing your cheek. “Jagi… Jagiya!” He whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. A smile tugged on your lips as you woke up, but kept your eyes closed. “Oh come on, Jagi! I know you’re awake!” He giggled, rolling you onto your back. “I saw you smile!”
“I’m dreaming!” You smiled, keeping your eyes closed. You heard him laugh, his hand settling on your tummy.
“Oh yeah? What about?” He asked, curiosity in his voice. You cracked an eye open, looking over at him. He had his head propped up on his hand as his elbow was pressed into your memory foam mattress.
“Mmm” You hummed, closing your eye again. You heard him laughing at you as his hand on your stomach moved up in down. “I don’t know.” You smiled, sliding your hands around him under his jacket. You admired his handsome features before pulling back to look at his outfit. “Chim, what are you wearing?” You asked, noticing he was wearing a suit.
“It’s my girl’s birthday.” He whispered, brushing your hair back. “Can’t I look nice for her?” He asked, leaning closer. Your breath hitched as a smile developed on your face. You were about to close your eyes for a kiss when he quickly pulled away. You whined as he giggled, straightening his tie when he stood up.
“Jimiiiiin.” You whined loudly with a loud huff and thrashing a bit on your bed. He laughed, shaking his head at your little tantrum.
“Baby, calm down. Come here.” He smiled, leaning his knees on the end of your bed and holding his arms out. You faked a pout, crawling over to him.
You sat criss cross applesauce in front of him, crossing your arms. He sighed, tilting your chin up as he leaned down, kissing your lips. You smiled, your eyes still closed as he pulled away. “You’re such a baby.” He laughed, kissing your nose. “But you’re my baby. Get dressed, sweetheart!” He exclaimed, picking you up and placing you on the ground. You took in a deep breath, biting your lip as you examined the artwork before you that was your boyfriend of over two years.
“Park Jimin…” you trailed off, thinking. “What have you planned for me this time?” You asked, a rhetorical question, knowing he wouldn’t answer. He simply shrugged, biting his lip at the way you were looking at him.
“Keep looking at me like that and the only plans you’ll be looking at involve that bed of yours.” He winked. You popped your eyebrows, making an 'O’ shape with your lips. “Go get ready, princess.” He laughed, turning you toward the bathroom connected to your room and smacking your ass. You jumped before scurrying into the room, looking at yourself in the mirror.
You leaned your butt on the sink, pulling out your phone. You had a few birthday texts to return and you decided now was the best time to do it before Jimin stole all your attention for the remaining hours of the day.
Kookie:'Happy Birthday!!!!!! I hope Jiminie hyung treats you well!’
TaeTae: 'Happy Birthday, Y/n! I miss you! I’ll give you your present later.’
Mom: 'Happy Birthday, sweetie! I miss you!’
Yoongi: 'Happy Birthday’
Jin: 'Happy Birthday, Y/n! I’ll make you food later!’
Joon: 'Y/n! You’re getting so old! Happy Birthday!’
Hobi: 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Y/N!!!!!!!!!!!!’
You smiled, saying your thank yous to everyone before putting your phone down. It was now 2:00 and you had no idea what his time schedule was for the day. “Chim, what should I wear?” You called, taking your curling iron out from its drawer. You plugged it in, looking at Jimin as he made his way over to the doorway. He grabbed the door handle and pulled it shut, revealing a beautiful burgundy dress hanging on the back of the door. You gasped, taking the fabric in your hands.
“Happy Birthday!” He exclaimed. You were so excited, you put it on, admiring the dress in your full length mirror. It hugged your chest perfectly with a modest neckline as the skirt popped out a little at your waist. You turned to your side then the other side, admiring how it complimented your body perfectly.
“I love it, Jimin!” You exclaimed, opening the door and jumping into his arms. He laughed, spinning you around.
“It looks amazing on you. You’re so beautiful.” He smiled, kissing your forehead.
“Ah! I need to do my make up!” You yelled, startling him as you ran back into the bathroom.
20 minutes later, you exited the bathroom with perfect hair and makeup. You were confident that you were ready for any situation he was going to throw at you. You did a twirl for him, showing off your whole look. “So? What do you think?” You asked, holding the skirt of your dress out. He smiled, moving closer to you and resting his hands on your hips.
“You’re stunning, Jagiya. Even without makeup.” He complimented, making you smile even bigger.
“Oh stop it.” You giggled, leaning up on your tiptoes to kiss him. “Where are we going?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. He just smiled in response as you put on your favorite black heels. “Where are we going?” You asked again. He laughed a little before taking your hand and leading you out of your apartment. “Jimin!” You whined as he pulled you behind him.
“Close your eyes, babe.” He said softly as he stopped, turning around to face you. You pouted, but did as you were told, closing your eyes.
He slipped his arm around your back, pulling you closer as you walked down the hallways of your apartment building a little more. Finally you came to a stop and heard a door open. You were confused, considering the exit to your building was in the opposite direction, but kept your eyes closed anyway. “Hold on, baby.” You heard him say as he stopped you and picked you up.
“Jimin!” You exclaimed, more shocked than anything. He chuckled as he carried you up the stairs bridal style, confusing you further. He smelled good, as always, and his breath fanning against your face comforted you. That’s when he put you down. You heard another door open and a warm breeze blew your dress slightly.
“Open them.” He said, excitement clear in his voice. You smiled as you opened your eyes, seeing twinkle lights set up around your friends as well as presents.
“Oh my….” You started, covering your mouth as you felt tears sting your eyes. “Chim…” You turned around, seeing him smiling at you.
“Happy birthday, princess.” He said simply as you hugged him tightly. You turned around seeing all of your friends watching you.
“Y/n!! Happy birthday!” Taehyung exclaimed, hugging you. You smiled, thanking him as you hugged him back.
The rest of the party had you smiling so much, your cheeks hurt. You had never been so genuinely happy in such a long time. Everyone was so happy to see you and wished you a happy birthday, handing you present after present. Jimin really outdid himself. You felt spoiled as he and the rest of BTS helped you carry your presents downstairs to your apartment after everyone else left, declaring the party over.
“Thank you so much, guys.” You smiled as the last of your things were brought down from the roof. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“We’re glad to help, Y/n.” Namjoon smiled, hugging you. “We should go though. Happy birthday.” He said one last time as he pulled away.
“Yeah, happy birthday, Y/n. I hope you like that ipod.” Jungkook smiled, pulling you in for a hug. You giggled.
“Yes, I do. Thank you, Kookie.” You replied. Next was Jin, giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek as he wished you a happy birthday again. Then Yoongi giving you a tired smile as well as a weak hug. You laughed at the tired idol as he turned to go stand by the door. Hobi gave you that sunshine smile before hugging you tightly.
“Happy birthday, Y/n.” He exclaimed happily. Last was your’s and Jimin’s best friend, Taehyung. He smiled that box grin of his as you glared at him.
“Taehyung.” You groaned looking at the Gucci box in his hands. He handed it to you as you gave him a nervous look.
You cracked it open, seeing a black and rose gold Gucci Diamantissima watch. It was simple and elegant, making you fall in love immediately.
“Tae, I can’t accept this.” You said softly, looking up at him. He smiled, knowing you loved it.
“Of course you can! It’s Gucci!” He exclaimed. You sighed, knowing he wouldn’t accept no for an answer.
“Thank you. So much.” You smiled, hugging him. He hugged you back, giggling softly in your ear.
“Put it on! I’ve been dying to take it out of the box since I bought it!” He almost yelled, too excited for his own good.
“Okay, okay!” You laughed, taking the watch out of the designer box. You handed it him, letting him buckle it on around your wrist. It looked magnificent. “Thank you, Tae. So much.” You smiled, admiring your new accessory.
“I’m glad you like it. Happy Birthday, Y/n.” He smiled, joining the rest of the guys by the door.
“Happy birthday!” They all yelled with a few waves as they walked out the door. You smiled, waving back until Jimin shut the door behind them. You sighed happily as he walked back over to you.
“Thank you so much, Jimin.” You smiled as he admired your present from Taehyung.
“Anything for you, my love.” He whispered, looking up to your eyes as he pulled your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of it. He smiled sweetly, leading you back to your room. Once you walked through the doorway, he let go of your hand and shrugged his jacket off, throwing it on the bed. Next, he pulled on his tie, squeezing his eyes shut and showing off all of his teeth and making your laugh. Once he got the top button of his shirt undone, he sighed in relief.
You giggled as you leaned against the frame of the door, watching him. He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at you. “Want a massage, sweet heart?” He asked, eyes studying you. Your face lit up.
“Really?” You asked, excited. He nodded, standing up.
You rushed over to him maybe a little too fast as he laughed at how eager you were. He shook his head, pulling the dress over your head. “Go lay down, baby.” He said, gesturing toward the bed as he went into the bathroom.
You kicked off your heels before crawling onto the bed in your bra and underwear, laying on your tummy and resting your head on your folded arms. When Jimin came back into the room, he had a bottle of massage oil in his hand. He smiled saying something about how cute you were and handing you a pillow to rest your head on. You felt him straddling your hips and then his chilly hands on your back, unhooking your bra.
“Ah, Chim! Your hands are freezing!” You squealed, making him giggle. “Did you put your hands in ice when you were in the bathroom?” He continued laughing until you felt his forehead resting on your shoulder.
“Shhh. No complaining!” He laughed, sitting up. You heard him open the bottle of oil, squeezing it in his hand. “They’ll warm up on your body.” He said, spreading the oil over your back. You jerked your shoulders at his cold hands on your skin again.
“Oppaaa.” You whined, making him giggle.
“I’m sorry, Jagi.” He whispered, kissing your back. You smiled at the sweet gesture, feeling his hands start massaging your back. You hummed, closing your eyes at the feeling. “You like that?” He asked, smirk plastered on his face. You didn’t even have to see him to know that’s exactly what he was doing.
A soft moan escaped your lips, making him chuckle. “Maybe you like that a little too much.” You shook your head when he stopped massaging you.
“No, don’t stop.” You whined.
“I think I’d rather be between your legs hearing you say that.” He said deeply, leaning down and kissing your neck.
“Aww you’re done already?” You asked.
“Oh, you won’t be saying that.” He smiled, flipping you over underneath him. You laughed, looking up at him and resting your hands on his biceps. His eyes were dark and full of lust as he trailed a finger over your chest, leaving a trail of oil. Your breathing sped up as he continued to excite you, licking the oil off of you before crashing his lips onto yours.
His tongue smoothly slipped into your mouth, tasting like strawberries. He pulled back, wiping some oil off his lip with his thumb, looking hot as hell. You quickly moved to undo the buttons on his shirt as he undid his belt and pants in a hurry. Soon enough, his clothes were gone and he was between your legs, hovering over you. The both of you were in nothing but your underwear, having tossed your bra as soon as you sat up to push his shirt off his shoulders.
“You’re so hot.” He whispered, kissing you. You couldn’t help but smile every time he gave you a compliment, which was often. He pulled away, kissing a trail from your lips to your hips. He pulled your black and pink lace panties down your legs until they found their way to the floor. You felt him bite your thigh gently before kissing it. You bit your lip, watching his hair as he sucked on the sensitive skin of your thigh.
After he left a few hickies on both of your legs, he looked up at you, winking before wasting no time and licking a long slow stripe between your legs. You moaned, your back arching at the wonderful feeling. You felt him smirk before continuing to eat you out like his life depended on it. Your legs started shaking as he continued to work his tongue around your clit. “Fuck, Jimin.” You moaned, pulling on his hair as he made you cum in his mouth. He quickly licked up your mess, watching your eyes drift shut momentarily.
“No, no, no, princess. Oppa isn’t done with you.” He said with a smile, his fingers slowly pressing shallowly into your heat as he leaned down. You whined, wiped out by your first orgasm, feeling him kiss your cheek.
“Jimin…” You started. He shoved his fingers into you completely.
“What was that?” He growled, gritting his teeth. You loved his dominant side in the bedroom. You cocked an eyebrow, thinking of a ways to get him going.
“Oppa.” You moaned, giving in to the feeling of his thumb on your oversensitive clit.
“That’s right, baby.” He said deeply, kissing your neck.
“Fuck me.” You moaned breathily.
“Fuck me, Jimin.” You demanded, needing him.
“What’d you say?” He asked, pulling away from your neck.
“Fuck. Me. Jimin.” You repeated slowly. You knew you were in for it just by the look in his eye and you couldn’t be more excited. You had to bit the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling. He smirked, shaking his head.
“Oh baby, you think you’re in charge just 'cause it’s your birthday? That’s not how it works, sweet girl.” He sat up, taking his boxer briefs off and dropping them on the floor. You had never talked back to him so much during sex and you couldn’t wait to see what he was going to do. He looked extremely hot, oil from the sheets on his abs, hair a wreck from you pulling on it earlier, dick standing tall against his perfect abs.
He took his position between your legs again, rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance to tease you. Your chest moved up and down as you breathed, wanting him to just fuck you already. “Chim ple-” You cut yourself off with a load moan as he slammed into you without warning.
“What did you just call me?” He asked, glaring at you.
“Chim..” You moaned out again as he slammed into you a second time.
“Tsk tsk tsk… You know that’s wrong, baby girl.” He reprimanded, halting all of his movement.
“Jimin please just move.” You whined, trying to move to get some kind of relief.
“Ah, ah, ah, Jagi.” He smirked. He had you right where he wanted you.
“Fuck, oppa, please.” You begged.
“Good girl.” He mumbled, snapping his hips into you. You gasped as he rocked in and out of you.
“Oppa, don’t stop.” You moaned, your nails digging into his arms.
“I couldn’t if I wanted to, baby.” He growled in your ear as he buried his face in your neck. You could feel the sweat in his hair and on his arms as he continued thrusting into you, rocking the entire bed. You felt your second orgasm building up as he kissed your neck and shoulder.
“I’m-” You just about screamed due to the pleasure he brought you, arching your back and dragging your nails down his biceps. You felt his teeth on your skin and heard him groan, the feeling of you finishing driving him over the edge. His sloppy, weak thrusts brought the both of you through your highs before he collapsed onto you.
You were both sweaty, heaving messes as he kissed your forehead, rolling on his side next to you. “Happy birthday, baby doll. I love you.” He breathed.
“I love you too.” You smiled, getting up.
“Where are you going?” He whined.
“I feel disgusting. I’m gonna take a shower.” You said like it was obvious. “Are you gonna come with me?”
“Hell yeah!” He exclaimed, jumping up and running by you into the bathroom. You giggled as he turned the water on before turning around and pulling you into him. “Did you have a good day, sweetie?” He asked.
“The best.” You responded with a smile.
“Good.” He smiled back before kissing you and pushing the door closed, ready for round two in the shower.
Her daughter’s bright smile and beautiful eyes greeted Arizona as she answered the incoming FaceTime call, and the blonde’s mood was immediately lifted. The call was a surprise – coming in way later than usual – but the happiness on her face was evident as her little girl waved through the screen.
“Well, Happy Women’s Day to you too, little miss! This is a nice surprise!”
The image on screen shifted slightly, but Sofia was careful to keep her face in the frame, her background completely out of the picture. Those had been Callie’s instructions – her background could give them away – and she didn’t want to ruin the rest of the surprise.
“What are you doing up so late?”
A grin tugged at the little girl’s face immediately and her dimples popped, just like her mother’s.
“Mama said I could stay up and call you. Cause it’s important to celebrate today and celebrate all the bestest, strongest women we know. Girl power is super important!”
She nodded firmly, her slightly precocious words making Arizona smile again too. If they were doing one thing right, it was certainly raising their girl to be a strong little feminist.
“It is! Girls are awesome – especially you and mama. Did you do anything special today?”
The camera jiggled a little bit again, the movement on Sofia’s end bouncing her image in the frame, but Arizona barely noticed, instead taking a moment to curl back into the couch cushions herself.
“Yeah! We went on a big adventure and mama bought me Moana and I watched it TWICE! I wanna be like her. She doesn’t need a prince, just a chicken,” Sofia beamed happily and continued, “and now we’re gonna have donuts cause–”
She cut herself off, small eyes widening just a bit, and Arizona couldn’t help but laugh.
“Donuts? I mean I’m all for donuts but it’s already past bed time!”
“Oh…yeah,” the little girl nodded swiftly, a slightly suspicious look flitting across her face, “it is bed time. I have to go, mommy.”
“Okay, sweetie…well I’m glad you called. I miss you, and I lov–”
Before she could finish her sentence, the camera cut out and the call ended, and Arizona blinked slightly at the device in her hands – did her daughter just hang up on her? A loud knock sounded at the door, startling her from her thoughts, and with a slight frown the blonde pushed herself off the couch and padded to the front door, unlocking the bolt and pulling it open.
Blue eyes widened in shock as the small body of her daughter practically launched into her arms, but the minute she felt her daughter’s warmth Arizona immediately scooped her up into a ferocious hug, her grin matching the delighted look on the little girl’s face.
“Sofia! What are you doing here?!”
Kissing Sofia’s forehead and setting her back down, Arizona’s hands smoothed through silky hair as the small brunette wrapped her arms around her waist and glued herself to her side. She looked up to meet the eyes of her ex-wife standing on the threshold of the doorway, and her brow furrowed in confusion as dark eyes gazed longingly back.
“We brought donuts.”
Callie held out a flat box, the pink frosting and sprinkles from Arizona’s favourite bakery evident through the lid, and she swallowed thickly, biting her lip a little before speaking again.
“I wanted to celebrate the strongest, bravest, smartest, most beautiful…amazing woman I know…”
Arizona’s eyes softened a little, and she glanced back up to meet Callie’s penetrating gaze.
“…and maybe ask if she wanted to go out sometime. On a date.” the older brunette paused slightly, a hopeful, small smile pulling at her lips, “I’m new in town; just moved here today. And I’d really like to get to know her again.”
Arizona could only blink in surprise, and she instinctively glanced down to look at Sofia – meeting the younger brunette’s equally hopeful and enamored gaze.
“I told you we were on an adventure, mommy.”
She lifted her hand from Arizona’s waist and motioned her closer, and Arizona leaned down, turning her head as her daughter whispered in her ear.
“Mama misses you too. A lot. Please say yes.”
The blonde couldn’t help but smile, the warmth spreading through her chest both at her daughter’s words and the nervous, eager look in her ex-wife’s eyes. This would be an adventure, for sure – but one she was so, so ready to go on.
“I think she’d really like that.”
Callie’s face broke into a heart-stopping smile as Arizona replied softly, and she watched as the blonde’s dimples appeared, her nose wrinkling adorably as she grinned. Arizona glanced at the proffered box of donuts between them before reaching up to grab it, her fingers lightly – and purposefully – brushing the ones opposite hers.
I don’t know if this was point out by someone else, but… By the scene goes we know Sherlock just left Rosie with John, and maybe retrieved near the fireplace… can we observe the fact that after checking the flat, smiling at John holding Rosie, she goes straight (and enthusiastically) to Sherlock??
Waking up to an empty spot in your bed has
never been easy on you. Ever since you moved in with your boyfriend, whom you
meet 3 years ago, there was this fear of yours of not being good enough for
him. He was a successful actor and you were a normal secretary working for a
big local company. You moved to the states a couple of years ago to start a new
living where you meet this handsome man in a coffee shop.
After meeting him and having some smalltalk a
few times while waiting for your coffee he asked you out and you happily
agreed. After dating for almost one and a half year he asked you to move in
with him. To every other guy you most probably would’ve said no, but he was
There was this strong connection you felt
towards him and you knew you could spend the rest of your life with him. But
with him being away almost the entire year and all those convention he had to
attend on weekends for his job, it wasn’t easy for you.
You started to get insecure of yourself, you
started to think that you weren’t good enough for him, that you would hold him
back from things he liked, and the fact that you weren’t happy how you looked
like didn’t really help. You loved him, that was true, but you couldn’t take
the feeling of being a burden anymore, even though he tried his best to let you
feel his entire and strong love towards you.
It was a convention weekend and you woke up –
alone. You knew that the panel of your boyfriend would start in about five
minutes so you searched for your laptop and opened a livestream to watch your
boyfriend and his best friend being on stage and having fun. This was a thing
you always did during convention weekends. It helped you getting through the
time of being alone. On this day you decided to take a quick look through
Twitter which clearly wasn’t your best idea. You scrolled through the hashtags
and saw a lot of pictures of your boyfriend posing with people. Mostly women. You
weren’t jealous, well maybe a little bit, but seeing him this happy with other
women only made you more insecure.
Half of the panel was done when you couldn’t
take it anymore and decided to stop watching it. You took a shower and during
that shower you made the hardest decision you ever had to make. You thought
about it before but never actually had the courage to really do it. You thought
you could change but sadly you couldn’t change who you were. So after debating with yourself you came to
the conclusion that it’d be the best if you just leave and let him live his
life, without you being a burden. You
would do this for him.
You called your boss to take a few days off.
After packing everything and putting it in your car, you wrote a goodbye letter
for your boyfriend. Everything was done and you got into your car and drove to
a friend of yours where you knew you could put your stuff for a few days.
“What? Why? I mean are you being serious,
(Y/N)?” your friend said when you arrived. You just nodded and whipped away a
tear while putting your things in an empty room. “I am sorry but I have to
leave. I can’t be a burden for him anymore. I have nothing to offer. I am just
a normal woman and he… he is Jensen Ackles. I don’t understand why he went out
with me in the first place anyways.” Your friend looked at you with disbelieve.
“You do know that he really loves you, right? You can offer so much, why don’t
you see that, (Y/N)!”
“I’ll fly back home for a couple of days. I’ll
let you know when I’ll be back. Bye.” With that you got into your car and drove
to the airport, flying home to your mom.
In the meantime Jensen was finished with his
panel and tried to call you. He always called you when he was away and you
normally picked up immediately. But not this time. He came straight to your
voicemail which was weird.
“Everything alright, Jensen?” Jared asked when
he saw Jensen staring at his phone. “She’s not picking up the phone.” Jensen’s
eyes still were focused on the phone. “Maybe she’s just being busy or ran out
of battery, I am sure everything’s alright.” Jared tried to comfort Jensen.
“No, Jared. You don’t understand. She always
picks up the phone when I am at a convention. There has to be something wrong.
I came straight to her voicemail. You know that she feels so insecure about
herself when I am gone. I try my best to make her feel my love and my feelings
for her, but it seems that it gets worse with every time I am gone.” Jensen
started to feel the panic slowly rising in his head.
He knew how you felt about yourself. He knew
that you thought you couldn’t offer much. He knew that you had insecurities and
he hated himself for not being able to make you understand how much he loved
you and how perfect you were to him.
“Yeah, you told me about her insecurities but
man, I am sure everything’s fine. Let’s finish this convention and then you can
fly home. Thankfully we have the week off of filming.” Jared smiled to Jensen
who only nodded and got up to get ready for the photo ops.
Ten hours later, Jensen finally was home. He
unlocked the door and stepped in. “Sweetheart! I am home!” but there was now
answer. “(Y/N), you here?” When there still was no sight of you, he started to
panic. He ran up to your shared bedroom and looked around. Everything seemed to
be normal. At least until he turned around and saw a handwritten letter lying
on the dresser. He took the letter, opened it, sat down on the bed and read it
with tears forming in his eyes.
I am sorry that I
am not good enough. I am sorry that I let you down. I am sorry that I am a
burden. I am sorry that I hold you back. I am sorry for not being able to stay
here anymore. I need you to be happy. I need you to live a happy life without
me being around and that’s why I have to leave. I feel like that’s the only way
you can live your life without me holding you back anymore.
I packed my stuff and stored it at my friend’s. I’ll send someone to get the rest of it.
Please know that I am truly sorry for stealing your past three years.
I love you.
quite believe what he was reading. He took out his phone and dialed your number
but you still weren’t picking up. After he tried a couple of times he called
Jared. “Jensen? Everything okay?” Jared asked with confusion.
“She’s gone, Jared. I don’t know
where and I am freaking out.” Jensen nearly screamed in his phone. Jared had
troubles to keep up with what his friend was saying. “Wait, what? What do you
mean with (Y/N) is gone?”
“I mean that she packed her stuff,
wrote me a goodbye letter and left” Jensen had to take a deep breath while
saying that. After all you were his love of a lifetime. “It’s my fault, man. I
wasn’t able to show her just how much she meant to me. She wrote that she didn’t
want to be a burden anymore and that her leaving is the only way how I can have
a happy life.“
“Okay. First of all calm down, J”
Jared tried his best to calm Jensen down, “I’ll be there in 15 and we are gonna
find her, alright?” Jensen had to hold back tears. “Thanks, Jared.” With that
he hung up.
15 minutes later Jared was standing
in front of Jensen door. He didn’t have to knock because the door was being
open. He stepped in and went straight for the bedroom in which Jensen still was
sitting on the bed.
“Do you know where she could be?”
Jared asked while walking into the room. Jensen looked up, a sad smile across
his face. “She’s still not picking up but she wrote that she brought her stuff
to a friend. (Y/F/N) is the only one I can think of.”
“Alright, well that’s a beginning.
Do you know where (Y/F/N) lives?” Jared asked and Jensen nodded a tiny yes. “So
what are you waiting for, let’s drive to (Y/F/N) and ask her if she knows
The two of them got up, locked the
front door and made their way over to where your friend was leaving. Jensen
could feel his heartbeat speed up when they reached the front door of your
friend’s apartment. “You ready?” Jared asked.
Jensen knocked on the door and
whispered “Let’s do this.” After knocking a few times your friend finally
opened the door. “Jensen? What can I do for you?” She asked. “Hey, (Y/F/N). I
know (Y/N) was here bringing you some stuff of hers. Do you know where she is
now?” Jensen asked nervously. “Uh, yeah. She was here. She… She told me she has
to leave.” (Y/F/N) told the two men standing in front of her home.
“Did she say where she was going?”
Jared asked with a polite smile on his lips. “She said she was gonna spend some
time at home. She wanted to fly back to Europe to visit her mom there. That’s
all I know.” Your friend returned the smile to Jared.
“Thank you.” Jensen said and turned
around to go back to the car. Jared said goodbye and followed his friend. They
got in the SUV and started to drive back to Jensen’s. “What are you gonna do
now?” Jared asked. “I am gonna take the next flight to Europe. I need her to
know that I love her and that I want her to be here… here with me.”
After an eleven hour flight you
arrive at the airport near your home town. Your mother picked you up from the
airport and as soon as you saw her you began to cry because you missed her so
“I missed you, too.” She assured you
while hugging you. “But sweetie, why are you here? Don’t get me wrong, I am
happy that you came but did anything happen?”
You didn’t want to tell your mom why
you really came to visit so you lied to her. “Everything is fine, mom. No
worries. I just wanted to see you.” The two of you made your way to the car.
You loaded your small suitcase in the back and started to drive back home. You
didn’t talk much because you were exhausted and you were thankful that your
mother seemed to understand that. But every now and then she would ask you
something and suddenly the question you feared popped up.
“How’s your boyfriend doing?” You
froze when you heard that question. “Earth to (Y/N). Did you hear me, sweetie?”
your mother asked when you weren’t giving her an answer in the first place.
“He’s doing well. Everything is
fine.” You lied to avoid any further questions. After driving for about half an
hour you reached your old home. You said your hello’s to everyone at home and
made your way to your old room. It was just the way you left it the last time
you were here. Your bed, your dresser, your pictures on the wall. Exactly how
you remembered it.
Before you went to bed, you took a warm shower
to realis some of the stress you felt in the past few hours. Your thoughts
always were with Jensen and if he already found your letter. Little did you
know that he already was at the airport, boarding a plane and thinking about
Request: But if it’s an E2! Barry request you’re looking for, how about surprising him at work and him explaining things to you and being his cute little self? I feel like he’d be such a gentleman and call her very sweet little pet names and she’d fix his bow tie then give him a small kiss because the preciousness is real (though if it escalated into smut, I definitely wouldn’t complain 😘)
You just needed to see your boyfriend. So, why not surprise him at work? You walk into the CCPD, smiling at Iris and Eddie before hopping down the steps. It’s no surprise that he’s hiding in his lab again. A small giggle escapes you and you pull your lavender t-shirt over the waistband of your light blue skinny jeans, entering the spacious room.
As expected, Barry is hunched over the clean white microscope, left eye squeezed shut, glasses on top of his head. You take a moment to acknowledge how cute he is. He readjusts his feet, standing up straight to scribble something on paper; glasses falling to the end of his button nose. You clear your throat, walking towards him.
He jumps slightly, hands smoothing down his gray checkered sweater. “Honey! What - oh.” he shutters, feeling your lips on his. Secretly, Barry loves when you catch him off guard. In a daze, he watches you pull away, hazel eyes glazed over. “I missed you too, sweetie.” he grins, pushing his thin glasses up the bridge of his nose.
You giggle, pecking him on lips again as he sits back on the stool. “I wanted to see you.” you explain, fingers tugging at his gold bowtie, setting it in place. He blushes, scratching the back of his neck. “What’s this?” you ponder, moving around his knobby knees to get a better view of the DNA under the microscope.
Barry grins, “We stole that off of one of Killer Frost’s ice beams. I believe it’s some kind of chemical, not necessarily ice. I’m still working on it, though, so I can’t be sure-” He pauses, watching you take a seat on his lap, crinkling his gray dress slacks. You squint at the DNA, looking back at him. “What?” he chuckles, tilting his head.
“You’re really smart and cute.” you muse, smiling back at him. “My science nerd.” you tease, scrunching your nose.
He blushes, burying his face in between your shoulder blades, “Sweetheeeeeeeeearrrrt….stooop…” he groans.
Request: Lucifer and the reader are soul mates, she’s laying low until some rogue angels find her and want to harm her. Furious Lucifer ensues and fluffy ending. Word count: 1728 Warnings: Blood and violence
Lucifer hated humans, that was a known fact, but there was one human he could tolerate. His soul mate, (Y/N). He loved her beyond words and would do absolutely anything to keep her safe. Eventually that meant letting her go, at least for a while. He was being hunted by pretty much every angel in existence, and if they found out about (Y/N) they would surely use her to get to him. She was warded with the enochian symbols on her ribs, but it was still risky to have her anywhere close to him.
“I love you, Lucifer,” she said with tears in her eyes as she caressed his cheek. “And I you, but this is for the safety of both of us.” “I know, but that doesn’t make this easier.” “I know,” Lucifer mumbled and pressed a tender kiss on (Y/N)’s soft lips, memorising every part of them. He ran one hand through her hair and hugged her tightly. “I love you,” he whispered again before letting her go. She turned around in time for him not to see the tears spill, and left him.
x Reader, OC Cameron, Laura Barton, Barton children
some swearing but other than that none :)
has a four
year old son from another relationship but Bucky loves him
nevertheless. After dropping him off at Laura and Clint’s, Bucky
just has to tell Y/N how amazed he is by her juggling this life and
Hello! Can I request something about Sirius Black? I haven't got big expectations, I just want him to be old version, not that from marauders era. Oh! It can be first meet with him after Azkaban! It would be fantastic! I love your writing ❤
Sorry it took me so much time, I wasn’t really a human version of myself. And I ain’t really a fan of Sirius, so forgive me if anything goes wrong.
Name: I knew you would come back
You are sitting in your apartment in London, staring at the newspaper after a long day. “Escape from Azkaban!” it yells at you, with Sirius’s face twisted in a terrifying grimace on it. You sigh, closing your eyes and feeling the slight wind coming from the opened window.
“Hello beautiful,” you hear a tired voice and momentarily open your eyes, staring the dark shadow by the window.
“S… Sirius?” you stand up, dropping a newspaper on the floor, and the shadow moves further away.
“Sorry, I… I shouldn’t have come. I simply have no place else to go, and they are… they are looking for me,” his voice is rather insecure and broken, as if he’s been screaming for the past fifteen years.
“Sirius, you know that you can trust me. Come on, let me… Let me see you,” you make a few steps towards him and carefully put a hand on what should be his shoulder, as you try to pull him out of the dark spot. He sighs and takes a step forward, walking into the light. A moment later, you pull him in a tight hug, trying to hide your face on his bony shoulder, as Sirius pulls you closer, digging his fingers into your back and pressing his head against yours, so you can smell the forest, dogs, and a dirty city on him. “Merlin, I missed you.”
“I missed you too, sweetie,” you grin, feeling that you are starting to cry, your whole body shaking. “Shhh, I am here now.”
“Please, don’t go again…” you pull away and look at his face, noticing every single bruise and cut on the previously flawless and smooth skin. “Boy, you could use a shower. And a doctor.”
“I’ll take care of the wounds, just…” you smile at him, feeling how you instantly feel happier just looking at his exhausted, half-dead face. “Take a shower.”
“Y/N,” Sirius stops you, as you are about to let go of him. “Is there… anyone else?”
“Seriously, Sirius? You just escaped from Azkaban and now you ask me about my love life?” he grins and nods, raising his hand to gently stroke your shoulder. “No, there is no one else. You are… you are so…”
“Amazing? Handsome? Admired?”
“Dirty,” you grin and push him towards the shower, honestly feeling that now everything will go better than before. “Take the shower. I will get you a wand you could use.”
“You’re the best?”
“I know. Come on, I’ll get us something to eat after I fix your… uhm… well. everything.”
This is a new series featuring an AU Single Dad Chanyeol. @softyeols opened her mouth about the idea and my brain just fired up.
Word count: 1223 Genre: This is fluff. There’ll be smut. There’ll be anger. Brace yourselves, this is a rollercoaster. Warnings: None for now… alas, I have written 4 chapters of this so far and I am in love with my own fictional AU Chanyeol. Grab tissues, chocolate and a big soft pillow to hug, I hope you will love him as much as I do!
Unnecessary use of gif because this is the only image ever required to make me want to have a child.