i wanted to do this part in a gif... again (


iconic harry looks™

n.1: Harry Styles: Behind the Album (Abbey Road Studios) aka the most iconic pants ever



“The prosthetics came up onto the lip and feathered onto the lip, so it was almost halfway into the mouth, and, of course, when you speak, the feathering of the prosthetics became loosened, and the last thing Heath wanted to do was to go back and spend another 20 minutes or half an hour trying to get the lips glued back again. So he licked his lips… a lot, and then, slowly, that became a part of the character.” – Gerry Grennell, Heath Ledger’s dialect coach


fangirl challenge - [3/50] romantic relationships ♡ lexie and mark
“I know who she is, and if she’s going through her worst right now, I want to go through it with her. She makes me happier than anything I’ve ever known,and if I can have a part in making her happy again that’s all I want to do. That’s all I want to do for the rest of my life.”

self-control (part 1) - steve harrington

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Angst, some light cursing.

Summary: You’re in charge of homecoming but you don’t have a date.

A/N: OK, honestly I’m so proud of this you guys. It was like ten pages on a google docs. I hope you like it. I know a lot of people want a part 2 to twist of fate, and that will most likely happen pretty soon! But I want to do this as a series as well so we’ll see. Anyway, hope you all like it. I love the feedback, by the way, so tell me what you think!

Gif is not mine, belongs to the owner.

Originally posted by nwetss

The sound of the phone ringing woke you up. Startled, you ran a hand through your hair and looked around before registering where you were. Home. In bed. Things were normal again, right?

Wrong. It was two a.m and the phone was ringing. Why did your parents agree to get you your own line? You quickly flicked on your bedside lamp and then picked up the receiver. “Hello?” You mumbled barely coherently, slowly sitting up in bed.

“Y/N?” It was Steve. You could tell by the way he pronounced your name. Just slightly different than everyone else did. Like it had more meaning coming from his mouth.

You let out a long yawn. “Yeah, Steve. It’s me. What’s going on? Why are you calling me at-“ you glanced over at the clock on your night stand. “Two thirteen in the morning?”

“I haven’t been able to sleep at all,” he said, and you could hear the tiredness in his voice, all groggy and deeper than usual. “Let me apologize. Let me make it up to you. I fucked up, okay-“

“Fucked up is putting it lightly,” you cut him off, your words sharp like daggers. “I don’t want to talk to you about it. Especially not now.”

Steve sighed on the other line. You could almost picture him running a hand through his hair. You hated that you knew him that well. “Go to sleep, Harrington,” You said, and didn’t wait for a response before hanging up the phone.

You tried to go back to sleep but your mind kept drifting back to a few days ago, when everything starting going to shit.

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BTS mafia reaction: Disrespecting them infront of their gang.

Jimin: His face would drop from amusement to serious in one swift motion. “ I’m sorry baby girl do you want to repeat that”. You quickly noticed your mistake and your once brave facade falters. “No.” You said voice quiet as you looked down at your hands. “That’s what I thought, now go upstairs and get ready to receive your punishment.“ 

Namjoon: ” I won’t do it, you can’t make me do anything, you don’t control me.” You hated how he thought that you would do whatever he said with a snap of a figure, you were his girlfriend for crying out loud not one of his gang members. He chuckled slightly the determination in his eyes. “ you don’t want to?” He’s ask in a slight whisper “baby girl I don’t think you have a choice in what I tell you to do or not to do. You may be my women but I make the rules and you answer to me. Now go, before you make me do something I’ll regret”.

Jin: He would laugh at you thinking that this little out burst of yours was cute. “Awe do you hear this? (Insert gif) My little kitten thinks she can roar like a tiger. That’s cute and all baby but I’m gonna need you to slow it down, before you get your feelings hurt.” (Insert gif)

(sorry not sorry)

JHope: The once loud room suddenly became quiet at your act of bravery. JHope eyes became anything but friendly you’ve never seen this look before. “ Do you want to run that by me again sweetheart?” You opened your mouth to say something but the repositioning of JHope body and the hard look in his eyes told you not to say another word. He began to walk towards you as people parted the way for him. “ say it again, I dare you” he was standing in front of you now. You knew that saying it again would add to the punishment you will receive later but you knew if you didn’t say it you will be defying him even more. “ I-I said… I….” You couldn’t force the words to leave your mouth properly and JHope watched in amusements, yup you were in trouble.

V: The whole table looked at you in utter shock and terror, even V face showed some suprise to it. Then you heard a soft laugh the quickly became louder and suddenly the whole table began to laugh along with him. The table seem to suddle down and even resumed eating as if you little outburst of disrespect did not happen. You suddenly felt Vs hand hold onto your thigh for a brief moment as a warning before traveling upwards. You breath started to become shaky from fear and excitement. He leaned close enough so only you could here “ Don’t think the little act you pulled tonight will go unpunished this is just the start of a long week for you princess” You felt his hand press against your clit and began to move in a circular motion. “ If I hear even a little sound come out of you, you won’t be coming tonight, understand”. ( insert gif)

suga: After you act of disrespect was seen, everyone knew it was best to not stick around knowing that the bosses temper could get pretty scary. When it was finally you and him alone he made large strides to you and gripped you neck cutting off most of your air way. “ Jagi you still don’t understand you position in this relationship do you?” He was pissed and the look in his eyes showed you that, before you knew it black dots started to appear in your vision and you tugged at his hand. “ Maybe I need to remind of the position you hold around here, of the many positions you hold around here, on your knees baby girl.” He let go of your neck and you feel to the floor on your hands and knees grasping for air. “ This is one of many position you will be in tonight. Now, make daddy proud and hold your position well. I’m gonna punish you." 

Jungkook: It started off as a way to gain his attention, he’s been ignoring you all week and what better way to get his attention then to disrespect him in front of his hyungs. However you regretted it as soon as you saw the the looks on the mens faces as they turned towards you and their comments just added fume to the flames. “ Do you always let you girl sit in on important meets such as this?” “ Is she always this disrespectful, if your girls acts like this then I don’t think I want to be associated with your gang, I mean imagine how they would act.” After much coxing and explaining on jungkooks  side they finally closed the deal. When they left jungkooks looks turned dark and he slowly walked towards you, “ Princess if I were you, I be thinking of ways to apologize and it better be the best one I’ve heard from those pretty lips of yours.” 

[ -RR A/N -request are open please send them in, I do other preferences other than mafia, don’t be afraid to ask :) ]

You Never Know

Originally posted by harryandthecambridges

Some of you have asked to be tagged and I am happy to do that but for some reason, some names won’t pop up to let me tag you. If that is the case, I will contact you and try and figure out why this is being stupid.

Again, thank you for your messages, I love each and every one of them.

Also, this gif fucking hates me. It’s working sometimes, not on the dashboard: only on moblie or if you actually go to my blog. So if you want to see his face, that actually goes well for this part, go moblie or click to go to my blog.

Part 4

Part 1 2 3 

| Steve Harrington x Reader |


“Aaaa! I love you never know!…”

The night went quicker than you anticipated. You stayed up all night trying to understand every word, sentence, that was coming out of Mike’s mouth. On top of that, you were collecting every bit of information Eleven had on her ‘sister’. Steve had cleared off one of the walls in the basement so that you all could connect the dots. Eight's―rather her birth name, Kal―backstory, her newspaper articles, her gang of misfits even a list of some of her victims. Eleven claimed that Kal was out to those that worked in Hawkin’s Lab, the ones that hurt her and experimented on her.  El left her sister behind, in Chicago, not being able to kill for the same reason and came back to Hawkins, where she was needed.

You gently rubbed your eyes, snuggling more into the couch as bits of sunlight were peeking into the basement window. You didn’t mean to fall asleep in the Wheeler’s basement but after working past two in the morning, you were having a fight of your own with your eyes and you sadly lost that fight. What had woken you were the faint calls of Mrs. Wheeler, trying to find and wake Mike up from school. When you finally opened your eyes, you sat up on the sofa, looking around the room to see that everyone―minus Max―had stayed over. You felt something resting lightly on your waist, drawing you to come closer.

You glanced down and saw a hand there; the hand belonging to none other than Steve. He was still asleep; his hair was disheveled, his clothes slightly wrinkled as you appeared to be using him as your pillow and source of warmth.

You turned to look at the wall; the wall covered in string, paper clippings, and sticky notes. Never would you have thought that something so dangerous, so supernatural but so amazing would happen to the small town of Hawkins. Your gazed went up towards the ceiling to see the time, the moment you saw it: your heart dropped.

You shook Steve trying to wake him from his slumber, “Steve, we’re going to be late for school.” You whispered to him, shaking his chest with a little more aggression. You grew antsier with him as the noise of the clock was becoming more sharp, louder: hitting every nerve in your being. “Wake up, Steve!” You shouted. Steve’s eyes shot open. He had freaked out a little, taking him a while to comprehend what was happening. When he looked down at his chest, he noticed your hands but his eyes trailed up your arms, to your neck then your face to make sure they belonged to you. Knowing that they were yours, his grip on your waist got a little tighter.

“Hey,” He whispered, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Morning,” You couldn’t help but smile back, your hands fisting a bit of his shirt but you shook your head. You snapped out of your fantasy. You leaped to your feet, grabbing ahold of your back. You went around the room, shaking every sleeping kid that was around, “Get up, you lazy asses!” You ordered. You smacked Lucas’ shoes off the table which caused him to stumble and waking him in an instant. You placed your hands on your hips, looking down at the five kids, “You need to get out, go home and get your butts to school!”

As they each gradually started to get a move on, you turned to look at the clock. Your heart racing. You were biting your nail, beginning to shake your head, “Oh, man.” You let out a small whine, “I’ll never make it to school on time if I go home and change.”

“Just wear my clothes,” Steve proposed. Your eyes widened. You turned to look at him as he was finishing tieing his shoes. He looked up at you, letting out that sweet laugh of his, running his hand through his hair to try and fix it, “What?” He couldn’t help but laugh more at your reaction you were giving him. You looked like a deer in headlights. He stood up, grabbing his bag and keys off the table.

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The Arrangement (Part 4)

Summary: You spend the night at Dean’s place

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,000

Warnings: language, leering, smutty thoughts/implications/suggestions (PG13)

A/N: The next part is here EARLY because holidays suck and I have work to procrastinate, which makes me super productive with writing! Hope you guys like this part (side note: this GIF destroys me) (please check the tags, guys, a bunch aren’t working)

Need to catch up? Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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Daddy Gray- Grayson Dolan (2/2) *VISUAL SMUT*

Author: raeswritings

Pairing: Grayson x reader

Requested: Yes

Request: -Hiiii! Lol I love your post so much! I was wondering if I could request a Grayson smut were the reader calls home daddy as a joke but it actually really turns him on and yeah I know he keeps saying he hates it but come on

-Hey girly! I was wanted too request a Grayson smut like were the reader is sitting on his lap while making out and things just get kinky lol! Love your work btw

-Hi, can you do a imagine where Grayson made you mad because he didn’t want to make you cookies, then for the rest of the night you wouldn’t cuddle,kiss, hug, or be all lovey dovey. Then he started being sad/mad so you break and you kiss him and then things get heated

Warnings: Smut, sex, Daddy kink, Contains VERY DIRTY GIFS under the cut. Credits go to the owners!!!! I got them from the interweb!!

Part one 

Originally posted by infinitygarner

Grayson lifts his head from its place and looks into your eyes. “Say that again.” He said, his voice low and deep. His eyes clouded with lust.

“Thank you daddy.”

Grayson closes his eyes, trying to refrain himself from ripping your clothes off and taking you right then and there. He was quiet. A little too quiet for your liking.

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how to make a gif (for beginners)

this is a really long tutorial showing you how to:

  • make a gif
  • basic coloring
  • how to load an action
  • how to sharpen/use and action

you will need:

  • photoshop (i use cs6, but if you can make a gif in the version you have you can do this)
  • timeline (for applying actions)
  • and having basic knowledge of ps will help you though this is really detailed so you should be fine no matter your familiarity

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Journey’s End Episode Kiss(left) vs Doctor Who Confidential Kiss(right):

I remember reading somewhere that Russell T. Davies didn’t want the kiss in Journey’s End to be too overly passionate because of the situation they were in. Which makes sense because Rose is definitely still confused about everything that’s happened and she’s still unsure about the New, New, New Doctor and it’s almost like she’s taken right back to that moment the first time she saw him regenerate, when she had to get to know him all over again, so she’s still quite skeptical in that aspect.

I do however think that by using the bit in the third gif down on the right, it would have allowed the Part Human Doctor’s emotions show just a little bit more. I mean you cut to the full Time Lord and you see how emotionally gutted he’s feeling at that moment. I mean, yes he’s comforted in knowing part of him will always be with her but he also knows that he’s never going to see her again and that pain is so unbearable all he can do is turn away.

Cut back to that third gif down on the right and you can see that there’s a bit of desperation in the way The Part Human Doctor is kissing Rose. At one point she even starts to pull back, but he tightens his hold and she melts back into the kiss as he dips her backwards. To me that just says a lot about his character’s evolvement because he’s finally allowing himself to have what he’s always so desperately wanted but never thought he could have and you can just see based on his body language that he’s finally letting some of those barriers down and giving in to his desires.

You Saved Me - Part 1

Request from @fandom-rpblogHey can I make a request? Can you write one in where after the events of winter soldier, (ignoring civil war as I haven’t seen it yet), Bucky has been re-introduced to the world and is recovering slowly and he and reader are sort of a thing as she was the one who found him after the events of winter soldier and she find out she is pregnant and fluff, and stuff. Please.

Note: Okay, so, as you can tell from the title this is going to be a series. Probably only about three parts though; this is because I couldn’t stop typing when I wrote out their initial meeting and there’s only so long a post can be! :) This is almost an introduction just so you know how they met before we go further into it. It was a great request so wanted to do it justice….which I felt could be done more by making it a series. Hope you enjoy! <3 Going to put bits of their past in each part too to flesh their relationship out more. 

Bucky x Reader

Words: 2027

Warnings: Violence and swearing.

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators <3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4(End)


For the third time that week you found yourself walking through the doors to The Smithsonian; you didn’t know why you were visiting once again because nothing had changed since the last time you graced the halls of this place but ever since your first visit here as a child you found that you could escape in here, forget about the worries that always seemed to creep up into your life, instead you could immerse yourself in the history of other people and simply…..forget.

The Captain America exhibit was the newest addition to the institute and, personally, one of your favourites. It wasn’t every day that you were able to see into the personal life of someone that saved thousands of lives and given that he had saved yours during the attack on New York you felt like you liked to see just what it was that had made him such a brave and courageous individual.

Some bits made you laugh, others brought a tear to your eyes, but most of all you simply found yourself smiling from ear to ear at the fact that an ordinary kid from Brooklyn had become a treasured superhero. Seemed anything really was possible.

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'The Fall'

Summary: What if the one threatened by Jim Moriarty on the rooftop were you and not Sherlock?

Pairing: Sherlock x Reader

Title: ‘The Fall’

Content: Tetralogy / First Chapter / Action / Angst 

Warning: If you haven’t seen the second season of Sherlock, please do NOT read this one-shot. (Unless spoilers don’t bother you.)

Word count: 2.245

A/N: This…this was a big challenge for me. A really big one. I had never mentioned ‘The Reichenbach Fall’ in any of my one-shots/drabbles/imagines. In fact, the chills always get me, that’s why I always try to skip that part, but this time was like: ‘Get the hell with it. I’m going to write it down.’

‘The Fall: I Want To Find You’ [Second Chapter]

The Fall: Together Again’ [Third Chapter]

*gif not mine

 “This is serious. God, this is serious,” John exclaimed panicking.

“Of course it’s serious, John. We can’t find her!” he shouted desperately. “Moriarty is playing games with us, can’t you see?” He turned around to face John.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Second opinion. I need a second opinion, John,” he said in panic but his friend looked down and shook his head.

Sherlock was running out of patience. There was no time, no second opinions, no signs, not even a clue.

His heart was beating faster; he could feel adrenaline running through his veins, his mind was out of control. He didn’t know many things about Moriarty or your whereabouts. The only thing he knew was that the woman, who he wanted to propose to, was missing.

Five hours ago, you’ve been on your way to Scotland Yard. Lestrade needed your help with this ‘Moriarty’ case. You already knew that you were not capable of solving this case and that you’d have to call Sherlock, but Greg was your boss and since you were replacing Donovan you had to do what you were told.

Of course you knew about this little game of theirs, but you have never thought you were to become part of it. Kidnapping you was maybe Moriarty’s best way to get Sherlock’s attention. And it was obvious,  the consulting criminal was not going to play this game easily. Not with Sherlock.

Sending him messages, codes, calls or even paying Sherlock a visit was not enough for him. He needed to twist this game a little bit more. Why not kidnapping Sherlock’s girlfriend? Why not?

Jim Moriarty, the consulting criminal, was wearing a smart suit and overcoat as he was calmly sitting on the raised ledge at the edge of the roof with his phone in his hand while The Bee Gees’ “Stayin’ Alive” played from it.

“So here we are, darling. You and me,” he laughed as you kept standing in front of him.”Stayin’ alive, isn’t it so boring?”

You frowned trying to decode what did he wanted to say. You were afraid, of course, but you’ll never blame your boyfriend about this. It was not all his fault, after all,  the one who wanted to play games was Moriarty, Sherlock just wanted to end with this.

“It’s just…” he said. “…staying.”

You glared at him but he grinned and laughed in amusement.

“Ironic, isn’t it?”

“Ironic what?” You inquired as you kept your eyes on Jim, who was pacing around you with a smile on his face.

“You getting involved with our final problem,” he says as he held his phone higher. “You know all my life I’ve been searching for distractions. Your boyfriend, the great Sherlock Holmes, was the best distraction and now I don’t even have him. Because I’ve beaten him. And you know, in the end it was easy,” he stated in a scary and chilling way.

Your head turned sharply again as he kept walking around you.

You were losing your hopes. It was almost impossible for Sherlock to deduce that Moriarty was threatening you on the St. Bart’s rooftop. You knew that he was the smartest person in the whole world but this, this was challenging. And when it came to challenges, like catching this criminal, he needed time but there was no more left. You considered yourself dead by then.

“It was really easy. Now I’ll have to go and play games with ordinary people. That’s no fun, is it?” He scared you more, Was he going to kill Sherlock? “And it turns that he’s ordinary too just like all of them.”

You were still shut up but your face said it all. You were confronting the devil itself. Jim stopped, lowered his head, shook it, rubbed his face and then started to pace around you again.

“What if he finds you and kills you?” You asked in a low but serious voice.

“Oh, no, no, no, this is too easy,” he smiled. “This is too easy.”

“What do you mean?” You looked at him with a pierce look.

“I knew he’d fall for it. He was always so weak,” he chuckled. “His weakness. Wanting to be clever all the time.”

“I bet he’s better than you are,” you roared.

“Oh, please. You’re talking to the king of the world,” he looked at you as he shook his head in amusement. “Now, would you end this game for us?”

“How?” You asked.

“You know how. By the way, nice place, isn’t it? A tall building – nice way to do it.”

“Do what? Do-?” Your face pale of horror. “My suicide.”

“Good. Sherlock picked a clever girl. What a pity,” he said and you fixed your gaze to edge of the rooftop. “’Genius’ girlfriend commits suicide’ ‘She died before the detective could propose to her,’” He whispered in your ear and you shivered.

“Propose?” You frowned in disbelief and you turned your gaze to him.

“Don’t at look at me like that. You know who I am. I know everything. Well…at least everything about Sherlock, you know darling?”

“Stop calling me darling!” You scolded.

“Oh, yes…I’m so sorry,” he said with a maniac smile as he got closer to you to finally face you. “He’s the only one who can call you like that, can’t he?’ He inquired but you decided to shut up and keep him talking. “Oh, I see. His beloved girlfriend is brave as I expected.”

“My suicide,” you mumbled. Jim nodded and franticly smiled.

“You’ve gotta admit that’s sexier.” He said and then both looked down. “Oh, look. It seems you already have some audience.”

“And they’ll think I’d die in disgrace,” you said with a terrified and sad face.

Moriarty nodded. “There are snipers aiming with their guns at all of your friends and you know this is the only thing that will call off the killers. I’m certainly not gonna do it.”

“I would like to have…a moment. Would you give me a moment; a moment of privacy?” you begged him as you looked down to the street. You got scared and already thought you were dead. “Please?” you begged again.

“Of course, after all you’ll have to do it,” he said as he walked away.

You ignored his words, you needed to do it. If you didn’t do it things would get worse. He would kill Sherlock and all your beloved ones. But you changed your mind.

Jim was moving away across the roof while you lifted your gaze and slowly a smile appeared on your face and you start to chuckle. Jim was still walking away the roof but then he stopped. You were laughing delightfully and Moriarty started to get angry.

“What?” He inquired furiously but you were still chuckling.

“You’re not going to do it. You don’t have any killers outside there and why would I do that if I’ve got you.”

“Oh!” he laughed out loud. “You think you can make me stop the order? There are killers, dear,” he chuckled. “You remind me of your boyfriend. Naah. You talk big. You’re ordinary,” you glared at him. “He’s ordinary. He’s on the side of the angels.”

“And you’re the devil, itself,” you roared.

“Wow. You are seriously mad about him. What a couple!” He said chuckling sarcastically. Jim got a little bit closer to you stopping and getting into your face. “But you should know you’re dating a person like me,” he said with a pitchy voice.

“No, of course I’m not.”

“Oh, yes you are. Sherlock and I are quite similar, you know. So I thank him,” he offered his hand, though you didn’t know why. “Thank you too after all, you made me get his attention.”

You both lowered your gaze and you finally took his hand.

“As long as I’m alive you can save your friends,” he said. “Well, good luck with that.”

Suddenly Jim quickly raised his eyes to you, maniacally smiled, opened his mouth wide, took his gun and shoot himself. You released his hand, cried out and pulled back. You looked his body on the ground with horror. There was a victory smile on his face and blood all around him.

You tried to forget was just happened but it was impossible. It was something that you would never forget.

With your breath noisy, you paced around trying to think what to do. But there was just one thing to do: jump from the rooftop. Yes, it scared you but there was no other option otherwise everyone was going to die.

Meanwhile John and Sherlock were still looking for you. They took a cab and headed to the centre of London, they thought they might find you there.

“Come on, come on, come one…” Sherlock mumbled as he played with his fingers.

“She’ll be fine. We’ll find her. Just…”

Sherlock’s phone rang. It was you. He answered the call as fast as he could.

“Y/N,” he said breathlessly.

“Sherlock…I need,” your voice started to break.

“What do you need?” He asked worriedly. “Please answer me. Tell me where are you.”

“I’m…I’m…come to St. Bart’s. We need to talk,” you said almost crying.

“Talk? Please, Y/N. Tell me what’s going on.”

You closed tightly your eyes and hung up the call.

“Y/N?” Sherlock glanced at John. “Y/N?!” He shouted desperately. “She hung up.”

“St. Bart’s!” John cried to the cabbie and he nodded.

As the cab got closer to the hospital, you breathed rapidly and put one of your hands on your mouth so your cries couldn’t be heard. Tears were shedding on your face and you couldn’t help thinking how dying would feel. Your breath began to slow as you stepped up onto the ledge of the rooftop. You looked again towards the ground.

When you wanted to rise your gaze again you saw somebody’s cab pull up. There were they. Sherlock and John.

You took your phone again and selected the speed dial. Sherlock’s phone began ringing again. Without hesitating he took it from the pocket of his coat and answered the call.

 “Y/N?” he said as he looked around him trying to find you.

“Sherlock,” you said with your voice breaking.

“Where are you?” he inquired and then frowned. “Are you crying?” He asked as he started walking with John towards St. Bart’s.

“Turn around and walk back the way you came now,” you asked with tears on all your face.

“No, we’re coming in.”

“Sherlock, just do as I ask. Please,” you begged frantically.

“Where are you? Y/N?”

You paused for a second as you saw your boyfriend and your best friend walking abroad the road.

“Stop there and look up,” you ordered with your heart breaking piece by piece as you saw Sherlock’s face full of horror.

“Oh God,” he mumbled.

“What? No, please,” John said under his breath.

“What…what…please don’t,” he begged to you.

“I…I can’t come down. I’m sorry, but we’ll have to do this like this.”

“No, we won’t. Please, come down. Just come down,” he asked you trying to convince you but you shook your head. “What’s this, Y/N?”

“Trust me. This is…this is…” you burst out crying.

“Please come down, don’t do this to me,” he said as his eyes filled of tears.

“Let me do this. Just let me do it.”

“Not on my watch. No. Come down, please,” he said as his voice broke.


“Yes?” He asked worriedly. “Please, don’t,” he said under his breath.

“This…this is my note.”


“I’m gonna do it.”

“No, shut up. Don’t you dare. You are happy with me, aren’t you? I love you. Isn’t that enough, because I would give my life just to keep you safe.”

“I’m afraid that’s why I’m doing this,” you said crying.

“You know I love you, don’t you?” You sadly nodded. “Because all this time I wanted you to become my wife.”

“I know,” you gave him a sad grin.

“So then please come down,” you didn’t say a word so he reacted. “Ok, stay there.”


“Why are you doing this to me?” he cried.

“I don’t have any other choice,” you replied. Then you stretched out your free hand to Sherlock. “Keep your eyes fixed on me,” you asked.


“Will you do this for me, please?”

“Please,” he muttered crying.

“I love you,” you said crying.

“What?” He asked in disbelief and frowned.

“Goodbye, Sherlock,” you said and hung up the call.

You looked down at Sherlock for a few seconds, lowered your arm and dropped the phone away with your gaze ahead yourself.

Sherlock lowered his phone and accidentally dropped it to the floor. His heart was beating so fast that he hadn’t had time to think. What now? His girlfriend was about to jump from a hospital rooftop and commit suicide. If only he could stop the time and save her.

You spread your arms to either side and fall forwards. John and Sherlock stared in terror.

“Y/N!” Sherlock cried out as he saw the love of his life falling down from the rooftop.

That was it. You saved all of your beloved ones, but who saved you? Did you die? Or did someone save you?

‘The Fall: I Want To Find You’ [Second Chapter]

‘The Fall: Together Again’ [Third Chapter]

Battle of the Dates

Request: oooh! hello, can I request a reader x eth on a double date with amy and mark?? (psst if you want split it into a couple parts where they do something different each time because I support the idea of lots of double dates) thanks love xx // hello again, I requested the double date with amy and mark, just wanted to add that it would be a fem!reader :) thanks, sorry for not telling you before xx

Summary: Fem!Reader goes on a double date with Amyplier. It’s a fun time I guess.

A/N: You guys I made a gif for you people. Be proud of me, I’m crossing mediums! Jk I just went to a website and typed in a URL I’m not special haha. But forreal, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, WHY ARE THERE ALMOST NO TEAMIPLIER GIFS IN THE GIF SEARCH THING it’s annoying af and results in me having to make crappy gifs on the internet. Anyway, this fic is open to multiple parts! If you have an idea for a part 2 to this, send it in! There is a text conversation in this fic! ‘-’ is the reader, ‘=‘ is Amy. Hope you all enjoy!

Wordcount: 1000, it was so short originally I literally had to add in an entire extra scene to not give you a shitty 500 word fic lol

Request some more guys! I’ll get to them in the next batch of fics!

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Distracted || Kisses Series

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Warnings: Teeth rooting fluff.

Word Count: 1280+

Summary: Love has many different ways of expressing itself. One form, is the different ways you share a kiss.

A/N: Second to last part you guys! So close to being done, and I’m really sad. I don’t want it to end, but the last one is it for this series! I want to thank you guys again for liking the story. Please let me know what ya’ll think! I need validationNo but really, I do like knowing what you guys think! Like and reblogging helps me know too! Thank you and enjoy you guys!! 

The gif is not mine. Credit to the wonderful creator!

Cheeky | Hesitant | Wake up | Sloppy | In the Moment | Distracted | Breathtaking

Twenty-two months, thirty weeks, and five days. When he thought of that number, Steve’s mind would spin while his heart pounded in his chest. He couldn’t believe how long they had been a couple, how the two of them fit together like a piece of a puzzle. She was witty, charismatic, and stunningly gorgeous. Steve still struggled to see why Y/N, someone so pure, decided to pick him. Of all people, she chose to be with him. Even repeating it, Steve couldn’t figure it out.

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BTS Reaction to: Finding out their foreign girlfriend is part of the Italian Mafia

Anon asked: “Reaction please? Mafia!BTS finding out their foreign girlfriend was apart of the Italian Mafia and holds ten times the power he does.”

Author’s note: Idk if this was what you wanted but I made it so their girlfriend is still part of the Italian mafia now. I really liked doing this because I’m lowkey obsessed with Mafia BTS. Also gifs aren’t mine. x


Seokjin frowned as he stared at his computer screen. This couldn’t the right. Then again he knows nothing about what you did before you moved to Seoul. Still, there was no way that you, his incredibly sweet girlfriend was part of the Italian Mafia. Let alone that you hold ten times the power that he does.

“It can’t be right. I’m sure it’s about someone else.” He mumbled, pushing away the ridiculous thought.

“Sir, it really is about Y/N.”

He stared at your file in disbelief. What if it was true. Had you been playing him the entire time, just to get inside information? What if you had been dating him just to get inside the Korean Mafia? He gave the man a nod as he walked out, grabbing his coat as he headed back to his apartment, where you were waiting for him. Instead of greeting you with a kiss like he usually would, he pinned you up against the wall and demanded an explanation.

“The Italian Mafia? Really Y/N!”

“Jin, it’s not what you think, I-”

“YOU LIED TO ME!” He screamed, immediately regretting it when he saw the tears forming in your eyes. “Sorry.”

You took a deep breath before wrapping your arms around his neck and giving him a kiss, trying to ease the tension.

“Let’s sit down and I’ll explain everything, okay? I really love you Jin. Please don’t think I’ve been playing you.”

He listened to you and followed you to the couch where you explained everything. You told him how you moved to Seoul because it was too dangerous for you to stay there. How, when you met him you thought he was the sweetest guy you had ever met. Right then Seokjin realized that he was being ridiculous and that you really did love him. However, it still scared him a bit that you hold ten times the power that he does. So he better stay on your good side.


The first time Yoongi met you he realized straight away that you were a woman who knew what she wanted. If you wanted something you’d do anything to get it. That’s what made him fall for you in the first place. However, he never realized that there was a reason why you knew exactly how to get what you wanted. You were part of the Italian Mafia. It didn’t just stop there. You also hold 10 times the power that he does. He groaned deeply as he walked through the door of your shared apartment, ready to confront you.

“Baby girl, can you come down here for a bit?” He called up the stairs, preparing himself for the confrontation.

If there’s one thing he hates to do it’s fighting, especially fighting with you. It was still a bit odd that you were so submissive to him, since you’re more powerful than he is. Not that he was complaining, because it could have been a trick after all.

“-What’s going on?”

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he quickly composed himself. He had to do this carefully if he wanted to find out the truth. He couldn’t let him emotions get the best of him, so he took a deep sigh before he said,

“I know you’re part of the Italian Mafia.”

The look on your face could be described as horror. Pure horror. You looked absolutely terrified and it broke his heart. He didn’t mean to scare you he just wanted you to be honest with him.

“Yoongi, I love you. It’s not what you think.”

“Well explain.”

So you did, you tried to convince him that you were with him because you love him, not because you were trying to blackmail him. After having talked for an hour he was convinced. He moved you to sit down on his lap as he gave you a sweet kiss.

“I love you baby girl.”

“I love you too daddy.”

He smirked at your words before grabbing your wrist and dragging you to the bedroom. Even though you hold ten times he power that he does, he was still the dominant one in this relationship and he’d make sure you knew that too.


The first thing that crossed his mind was that this had to be some awful joke. You were too sweet and innocent for that, right? He stared at you as you were still peacefully sleeping beside him. One of his men told him the news yesterday, and Hoseok had been confused ever since. He was still awake, even though it was 4 in the morning. He just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that the only reason you could be dating him was because of your job. What if you didn’t love him and were just your job? Instead of driving himself insane he reached over to slightly shake you a bit, trying to wake up up.

“Hm Hobi let me sleep.”

“Y/N, we need to talk.

You could tell by the sound of his voice that it was serious. So you turned around to face him, barely being able to keep your eyes open as you waited for him to talk.

“Are you just with me because of your job?”

You frowned as you sat up straight, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you asked,

“What?” “Yes. I know you work for the Italian Mafia Y/N.”

Suddenly you were wide awake, staring at him with wide eyes as your heart started to beat faster. Oh this couldn’t be good.

“Hoseok. How do you know?”

He turned on his side as he brushed your hair out of your face, trying to remain as calm as possible.

“One of my men told me. He found your file. Why didn’t you tell me?”

You moved your eyes to look at him as you said, “I didn’t want you to think that I was only with you to get inside information. Hoseok I genuinely love you. I know it might be hard to believe but-”

Before you could finish your sentence Hoseok’s lips were on top of yours. He moved his hand to hold you in place as his lips moved passionately against yours. You felt all your worry wash away as you happily kissed him back. After a few minutes of kissing, he pulled back, a smirk prominent on his face.

“He also told me that you’re very powerful woman. Care to show me that side of you baby?”

You laughed before straddling him, pushing him down so he was lying on his back. You moved to press open mouth kisses against his neck, grinding down against him at the same time. Hoseok threw his head back against the pillow as he held your hips. He was sure he was gonna enjoy this dominant side of you.  


He was pissed, beyond pissed even. He couldn’t believe you didn’t tell him. Your relationship was based on trust, so this was pretty shocking to him. Why didn’t you tell him? There must have been a reason for that. He knew you weren’t with him because of your job. You couldn’t be that good. You couldn’t fake the love he saw in your eyes every single time you looked at him. However, he still wanted to talk to you about it because communication is important. He closed his laptop before leaning back in his chair, waiting for you to arrive. A couple of minutes later he heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

You closed the door behind you as you nervously made your way to stand in front of his desk. You knew that something was up. Otherwise he wouldn’t have asked you to meet him in his office. Whenever you two talk it’s usually at home, not here. So you swallowed the lump in your throat before meeting his eyes, waiting for him to talk. Namjoon got up, slowly making his way towards you. He stopped right in front of you, lifting up your chin so you were looking directly into his dark eyes.

“Why have you been lying to me, hm?”

You could tell that he was mad. The tone of his voice and the look on his face revealed it all. You tried to look away but he only grabbed your chin tighter, not letting go of you. You sighed before you whispered,  

“Namjoon I’m so sorry. I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea.”

He bit his lip to keep himself from yelling at you. He didn’t want to take his anger out on you. So he took a deep breath before he said,

“Baby girl, our relationship is based on trust. You should have told me from the beginning.”

“I didn’t want you to be scared of me.”

He chuckled at your words before bending you over his desk. Your chest pressed against the wood as he pressed himself against you. His hot breath hitting you ear as he said,

“Scared? Why? Because you hold more power than I do? Please baby girl, you should know that I’m the dominant one in this relationship. Maybe daddy should teach you a lesson for lying to him.”

“I’m sorry daddy.” “Oh you will be. Be a good girl and I won’t be that harsh on you.”  


He’d be the scariest. He’d be reall mad at you for not telling him. So mad even, that he stormed into the bathroom, pulled you out of the shower and demanded you to tell him what was going on. You were pressed up against the wall, water dripping down your body as Jimin stared at you with a look you had never seen before. It terrified you, so you told him everything. The reason why he was so mad was because he thought you had been playing him the entire time. He never thought for a second that you hid it because you didn’t want to intimidate him. You always told the people you dated what you did for a living and they always were so intimidated. They were scared to do something wrong and did everything to not upset you.

That’s the reason why you kept it hidden from him. You wanted him to be his true self around you and not hold himself back in order to not piss you off. Jimin’s expression softened when you told him why. He started to understand why you hid it, and felt all his anger melt away.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you. I-I just thought that you were playing me.”

You shook your head ‘no’ as you gently brushed your thump over his cheek.

“Jiminie, I could never. You know that”

He nodded at your words as he pulled you in his embrace, laughing when he felt his clothes getting wet. After all he had pulled you out of the shower. You softly bit down on his earlobe as your hands started to work on his belt.

“Why don’t you let me make it up to you, hmm?”

He smirked at your words before quickly taking his clothes off and dragging you with him in the shower, where he let you make it up to him.


He’d be upset that you didn’t tell him, but he wouldn’t be mad. He’d understand actually. You had told him a couple of weeks ago that he wasn’t the first guy you dated and that your exes were always careful around you. Now all of that made sense. If he knew beforehand how powerful your position was in the Italian Mafia he might have been scared to date you himself. So actually he was glad that you hadn’t told him when you first started dating. However, you’ve been dating for 2 years now, so he didn’t understand why you still hadn’t told him yet. He decided to just ask you about it. So he walked into the kitchen where you were cutting up some onions for dinner. Taehyung wrapped his arms around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

“Hey, I didn’t know you were home.”

“Yeah. Listen, why didn’t you tell me you work for the Italian Mafia?”

You instantly dropped the knife on the cutting board as your eyes grew wide.


Taehyung turned you around so you were facing him as he held you close. “Y/N, I know. You could have told me. I’m not mad, I’m just a little sad that you didn’t tell me but I get why.”

You pouted as you rested your face against his chest. Taehyung found himself wondering how such a cute girl could have such an important position in the Mafia, but he loved that you were still so cute despite the work you did.

“I’m sorry Tae. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

He gently ran his fingers through his hair as he helped you relax. “It’s okay baby. I still love you.”

Your heart fluttered at his words as you flashed him a bright smile.

“I love you too Tae.”  


He couldn’t care less that you were shopping with one of your friends. He wanted you to be home as soon as possible. He impatiently waited for you on the couch. Not even 5 minutes later you walked through the door, scared for what was about to happen. You knew that as soon as he demanded that you should come home it was serious. Before you even had the chance to sit down he had grabbed your arm and pinned you underneath him on the couch. Your eyes widened at his sudden dominance.  

“Jungkook, w-what are you doing?”

“Why did you keep it from me? Why didn’t you tell me you’re part of the Mafia?”

So that’s what all of this was about. You sighed deeply before looking into his eyes. Okay, you had to be careful with this, since you didn’t want to upset him even more.

“Listen, I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to judge me because of that. I didn’t want you to see me as another member of the Mafia but as me. As Y/N, not as someone who works for the Mafia just like you do. I hope you can understand that.”

Jungkook sighed deeply as he rested his forehead against yours, his brown eyes staring into yours as a soft smile spread across his face.

“I can understand that baby. Sorry I got mad, I just hate it when you keep things from me.”

“I know and I’m really sorry.”

“That’s okay, I think you can make it up to me.” “How?”

The evil smirk on his face said it all, and you knew you were in for a long night.

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Summary: You just wanted to see Cas’ wings and it turned into a very interesting change in your life.

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, oral (female and male receiving), multiple orgasm

Words: 1467

A/N:   | Again, sorry for every mistake I made, English isn’t my first language. |

I made a part 2 yaaay! While writing this I thought that this could be a smutty cute mini-series. What do you think?

Part 1


@greenappleeyes @splendidcas @katymacsupernatural @casbabydontgoineedyou @lostsoldieronahill @coolvioletmoon  @pdy93 <- I thought that you may want to be tagged. :3

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Cas…” you whisperd, not wanting to ask for sex, but really in need for it.

“I know, (Y/N), I kn-know. I-I just need a little rest… I pro-promise you that I w-will return every-everything, but-but please, lie down with m-me for a mo-moment.” he moved his hand to you and forced you to lie down beside him.
Cas’ promise made you smile, but then, he snapped his fingers and you both were just in your underwear, under  duvet. His erection pressed to your ass, his hand found it’s place on your clothed core and that closeness made you tremble.
You couldn’t wait ‘till he wakes up.


You tried to focus on that thunder outside just to hear that when Cas’ breath slowed and became steady, the thunderclaps stopped. Strange.

But there pop up your problem again. You were soaking and crossing your legs wasn’t helping. You were completely done with waiting, but still, he was your best friend and the things you did, and are doing right now changed a lot – because hey! what pair of friends are laying down in just their panties and boxers - and you didn’t want to make it wrong.

The truth was, you loved Castiel. Well, you thought you loved him, but right now all you wanted was his hands-and tounge too- all over your body and feelings didn’t count.

You were wandering if he will just pleasure you on that same rule you did it to him, by giving you only his hands and tounge or if he’s going to give his vessel a little too. Guessing by that erection, still hard rock and pressed to your ass, if that guy – what was his name? Jimmy? Jimmy Novak? - could decide, he would fuck you to the mattress and won’t let you run out of the bed.

Not that you wanna run away, but, well, this was Castiel. You weren’t sure, if he ever had “human sex” and, concluding by his reaction to his own orgasm, he won’t be that type that can hold himself for all night.

You held your breath when his hand twitched - still on your core - a little and that was enough for you to lightly jerk your hips.

“You know I can hear your thoughts, right?” he whispered while climbing above you.”I can hold on all night” he started to left light kisses on your jawline. ”I can fuck you to the mattress.” his lips were now on your pulse point leaving there a mark. ”I will do,” you moand softly. ”all the things you know you want and all you don’t know yet.” he smiled and lie down beside you again, hugging you hard. ”(Y/N), all of this, becase I lo…” you covered his mouth with your hand quickly.

“Don’t say that.” you looked him in the eyes.”Not now. You know what that will mean? Too much.” you searched his face for some reaction, but didn’t saw any. ”We will talk about feelings later. Fuck me, Cas. I need you right now, right here.” you moved your hand from his lips just to see him licking them. He nodded slowly and climed up on you again.

You saw that he wasn’t happy about your words. You wanted to hear them, but not now. You had heard that sweet 'I love you’s’ while sex and it ended the same everytime. That’s why you hated to hear that; you just knew that it never meant what it should, it was just excitement, feel of the moment, not the real emotion.

Castiel returned to kissing your neck, but not for long. His lips traveled to your collarbones and then to your breasts. He left on both of them light kisses and after that, he sucked your already hard nipple.

“Cas…” you moand his name, it was too slow. ”Don’t be such a tease! I’m already soaking, Cas, please…” you hadn’t ever been a sub and never begged, but you couldn’t wait any longer; the pressure made you felt like you could explode any second.

Before you process that he left your nipple alone, you felt his kiss on your lower belly and his fingers slide under your waistbond; he took off your panites quickly and kissed that place right above your clit. You wanted to look at him, but this beautiful view was covered with duvet.

Unexpectedly you felt his tounge coming from your entrance to your clit, completely flat. That feeling made you shiver and you fell back on your pillows. Your reaction made him groan, which caused you to squrim and fist your hands on sheets. He did it again a little bit harder, but this time you felt his finger at your entrance and when the tip of his tounge made contact with your aching clit, he slide two of his fingers, somewhat knowing that it won’t hurt you.

Well, you were really wet, like never before, he just knew it.

That was the first time he let his vessel teach him how to do things, and by your reacting he was sure that he was doing it right. That low voice in his head told him to fast his pace, so he did. He blocked that little soul a long time ago, letting him forget his family and throwing at him different stories, giving him some kind of life that most men wants; so he decided that he can use that skills that have his vessel and use it on a person that he really cared about.

Castiel heard (Y/N)’s moans and felt her trembling. She was near, so he just sped up his pace and added third finger, and she reached her climax with ejaculation.

He slowed, kissing her sex and rode her orgasm with all his focus. He never thought that this would gave him this much satisfaction, but it did and he felt his vessel called for attention by twitched cock.

Castiel lift up, breathing heavy. Smiled, wiped his face and before he could crash his lips on yours with force you started tostutter.

“I… I’m s-so so-sorry!” your checks turned red. “T-this never, like ever, happened to m-me before! I’m re-really…” he finally shut you up with an open mouth kiss.

“That was amezing.” he, accidentally, brushed his still clothed cock on your wet folds and both of you moaned softly. “Can I…?” he asked gridding his hips into yours; you pushed him and sat on his hips in respond.

“No. I need to taste you.” you said simply, not even trying that dirty talk. You lowerd, in the meantime you left on his sensitive skin wet kisses. You kicked out the duvet and took off his boxers, frozing at that view. Your mouth watered immediately. His dick was the biggest one you had ever seen, precum dribbled and you couldn’t let it, so you just licked it, which caused Castiel to groan.

You took his head into your lips and sucked it hard enough for him to bucked up his hips. You started bobbing your head fast with your tounge flat.

A dozen or so minutes later he started to tremble a little, but before he felt that feeling right before an orgasm, his hand found its place in your hair and he pulled you up with that 'pop’ sound, so you both giggled.

You kissed him hard and slowly sank onto his member losing your breath. Well, both of you lost it. He was really big and Castiel couldn’t hid that he hadn’t had sex for a long time, you just knew that. And he kinda confirmed it, because when you started to move back and forth, his hands found your hips and he stopped you.

“I need one more minute.” he groaned. His eyes were closed and lips parted, chest was moving heavy… It was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen, for real.

You had no idea why, but it was cute and heart warming for you. Of course you were worried about what happens next, but you really wanted to live in that moment.

So when you were sure he adjust, you started moving and kissing him desperatly. Castiel must had felt that, because he broke the kiss, changed your sides and just hugged you, imposig really hard and fast pace. That kind of contradictions got you everytime.

You heard him mumbeling something lowly, but you tried to ignore it.

Soon, you were screaming his name tightening around his cock. This orgasm took all your strenght, you felt it like every atom of your body exploded, making your view black and for a few seconds you couldn’t hear yourself. Cas’ pace sped up even more taking you on edge again from oversensitivity, this time he fell too, filling you with all he got. His head fell to your neck, but he raised it almost at once.

“I lo..” he started, but you again covered his lips, this time with your own. You deepend that kiss slowly, taking your time. This time it was different than every other before. You hoped it spoke better than words.

“Don’t say it. Words mean nothing when comparing with actions. Show me, Castiel.

“I can get used to showing you things.” he smiled widely. But… just for a moment, okay?

Both of you started to laugh at his words. This seemed to be changing into a really good thing for both of you.

The Sorcerer And The Goddess

Chapter: 1

It’s short 😢😢 but hopefully other chapters will be longer 🤓🤓🤓.

You slowly opened your eyes. Your vision wasn’t clear but you could tell that there was a man looking at you. “Good morning!” He said in a kind tone. Perhaps it was the kindest voice you’ve heard in a while. You wanted to talk. Wanted to ask questions but your throat was too dry for you to talk. You looked around for water. The man immediately understood what you were looking for. “Here.” He hand you a glass of water. You drank it in a heartbeat.

“Where am I?”

“New York. In my Sanctum.” He simply answered.

“In your what?”

“Nevermind I’ll show you around later. How are you feeling?”

“I’ve been better.” He only smirked to your answer.

“What is the last thing you remember?”

“I remember my brother stabbing me.” You said loud enough for him to hear. Everything came to you. You begged your brother but he didn’t care.

“Why did he stab you?” The man asked carefully.

“Because I’m a monster.” You looked at the man’s eyes. They were so beautiful and they brought you peace. “Who you are?” You asked.

“Strange. Stephen Strange.”

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“As in Doctor Strange?” You were shocked. “The Midgardian who helped my brothers?”

“Wait. Are you Thor and Loki’s sister?” Stephen was shocked as well.

You ignored his question. “Aren’t you a hero? Why would you save me?” It wasn’t making any sense! While your own brother tried to kill you, this man, a hero, saved you.

“Why wouldn’t I ?” He asked.

“Weren’t you listening?” You were getting angry. “I’m a monster!”


“So!? I’m getting out of here!” You get out of to bed but when you tried to stand you fell. Only to Stephen catch you before you did. He wrapped his arms around you gently.

“You didn’t heal fully, yet. And it is a nasty wound if I may say.” He gently laid you down.

“Why you are doing this? Why are you helping me while my brothers tried to kill me?”

“I’m trying to heal your soul. It’s damaged.”

“So you have no profit?” You weren’t understanding him.

“No. But it would be nice to know your name.” He smirked.

“Nyctophilia.” You whispered.

Nyctophilia? It’s unusual. What does it mean?”

“It means love of darkness. My brother, Loki used to call me Philia.”

“If I’m not being too much, can I ask why your brother tried to kill you?” Stephen asked carefully. He didn’t want to cross any personal boundaries.

“I wanted to take over the world for him. But I wasn’t carefully enough to do it without anyone noticing. And here I am!” You gave him a sad smile.

“Will you try to take over the world again?” Stephen get a little defensive.

“No! I just want to take revenge from my brothers.”

“Why don’t you rest?” Stephen walk towards to door but stopped when he heard your voice.

Thank you!” Stephen only smiled at you before leaving the room.

It is my first story and English isn’t my mother language so please go easy on me 😊. I hoped it wasn’t boring.

Part 2???

Never-ending Nightmare : Jason Blossom

request: could you do a jason imagine?? maybe if him comforting the reader after nightmares when they are a couple? Only if you think you can, if not that’s fine ❤️

requested by: anonymous

A/N: I AM SO SORRY, but this becomes very twisted. It has the comforting and the couple parts, but also something else. My dumb brain did this, so again, I am so sorry. I still hope you enjoy it. I think it is still what you wanted but not as happy. okay, carry on reading. Love ya, xx aubree.

warnings: SADDNESS AND TEARS. (maybe? if you get as emotionally invested as I do.)

word count: 879

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Jason had always been there for Y/N. At school, he was the popular, football playboy. No one knew the real him. At first, Y/N hated him. She had to tutor him in chemistry. She had pleaded with her teacher to make someone else in the class tutor him, but you were his best student. You obliged and met every Wednesday and Friday during lunch and studied. 

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