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Operation Henderson and Harrington Pt. 3 ~ Mini-Series

Summary: The kids take it upon themselves to test their matchmaking skills. With a little help, they form a plot to get you and Steve together by Halloween.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x (Henderson!You) Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Language! Mostly from Dustin.

A/N: Part Three is up!!! Enjoy!

Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five ~ Part Six ~ Part Seven FINALE 

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Phase Three of Operation Henderson and Harrington: Shopping.

You hummed as you made your way through the Halloween store that was located about a mile outside of Hawkins. Everyone knew this was the best place to go to for all costume and decorating needs. You already had found black attire at a regular clothing store, attire meaning black leggings and a black shirt to wear underneath the signature pink jacket, for yourself and the two girls but the pink jacket could only be purchased at a costume store.

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Meant to Be (4)

Meant to Be Masterlist

Pairing: Prince!Bucky X Servant!Reader

Words: 963

Warnings: None!?

Summary: As the news of the King’s death spreads throughout the land, lords and ladies from the nearby countries swarm the castle to offer condolences to the queen and her son. As the prince mourns his father, he is met with the reality that he must now choose a wife and begin his reign.

A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE. NO MORE ROOM ON PERMANENT OR BUCKY TAGLIST. Sorry but this is hard.

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Summary: Ok so can you do a tw where reader has dealt with small kids before and then when the pack has no idea how to deal with the little kid they found but needed to keep and protect, they call upon the reader? Idk if it makes sense or not. And maybe make it derek x reader and its momma hale?

Characters: Reader, Derek Hale

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Word Count: 839

Request: Anon

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Lonely Hearts Club (One Shot)

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Jealous Bucky, tons of smut (NSFW)

Word Count: 3195

Summary: Y/N is set on not going to the Lonely Hearts party with Wanda and Nat. After a humiliating breakup in front of the team, she wants to get through this Valentine’s Day as quickly and painlessly as possible. That is until Bucky helps convince her that the party may not be a bad idea after all.

Author’s Notes: This is my first all out smut piece. So… um… yeah.  I seriously hate Valentine’s Day with a passion.

Originally posted by wintersoulja

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

“Oh come on Y/N! Please come out with us tonight!” Wanda begged from the couch. I rolled my eyes playfully as she launched one of Tony’s throw pillows in my direction.

“You know it’s going to actually be a lot of fun,” Nat chastised.

I grimaced at the thought. “But I hate Valentine’s Day – I would rather just stay here and binge watch Netflix with a bottle or two of wine,” I complained. It was true – I absolutely hated Valentine’s Day – especially after being dumped on New Year’s Eve in front of everyone. I really just wanted to wallow in my loneliness and get through the day as painlessly as possible. “What’s the party theme again?” I asked cautiously – I didn’t want to give them false hope that they would no doubt latch onto.

“It’s a lonely hearts party. It will be a lot of fun! You can wallow and party with all the single people,” Nat chuckled as Wanda bobbed her head excitedly.

“That sounds so stupid,” I groaned in exasperation. I knew it was all in vain. There was no way I could get myself out of going.

“What are you all talking about?” Bucky’s voice came from behind me causing me to jump and turn a deep shade of scarlet.

Nat snickered at my reaction as Wanda launched into her sale’s pitch of the party. She was hell-bent on talking everyone into it if she could. After listening patiently Bucky turned to look at me – his eyes narrowing slightly, “Are you going?” he asked carefully.

My heart did a backflip. Was he asking to mock me or because he wanted to go if I was going? I swallowed thickly before answering. “Um well… I guess,” I answered defeated as he smirked slightly.

“I guess Steve and I can tag along too. We don’t have anything else to do. You know Sam will be down if there are single chicks there,” he shrugged slightly before sauntering out of the room. My eyes remained glued to him unapologetically as I watched the way his muscles moved under the thin fabric of his shirt.

“EARTH TO Y/N,” Nat called from above me.

“Er what?” I asked embarrassed. I could feel the blush creeping up my neck and face again. They had totally just caught me.

“Are you done eye-fucking Bucky or should we give you a minute?” Nat chuckled as I gasped. She had my full attention now. “We’re leaving at 7 – make sure you’re ready on time!” she added. I shook my head nervously as I chewed on my bottom lip.

It was always impossible to not notice Bucky – mainly because of his sheer physical presence, but I had found myself especially distracted by him in the last few weeks. When Jonathan had dumped me at Tony’s New Year’s party Bucky had been the one to physically remove him, maybe a little too physically, out of the party. A week later I had a dreamed about Bucky – which had caused me to wake up saying his name, and covered in sweat. Since then I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to feel his mouth against my lips and other places.

I tried my damnedest to not gawk, but found it increasingly difficult when he walked around in nothing but his low cut sweats, which happened to be a staple of his wardrobe. One day I unwillingly took a roundhouse kick to the head in the training room because I had grown distracted by the way his muscles tensed as he sparred with Steve. That had gotten his attention some how and he had gone out of his way to make me as uncomfortable as possible. Sitting closer to me on the couch, brushing his leg against mine under the dinner table; the torment seemed endless, but he never made a move. Each time he caught my eyes on him the corner of his mouth would twitch into a smirk.

The idea of him going to the party made me both excited and nervous as I readied myself. I changed at least twenty times before becoming frustrated and stomping down the hallway to Wanda’s apartment in search of something to wear. I always had a little anxiety when I went to her for fashion advice and tonight was no different as I walked out of her apartment wearing a very short black sequin dress with black pumps.

“You look amazing!” She assured me as we both walked down the hall towards the common room where we were going to meet the others. I shot her a side-eye without speaking, and she blushed. “You wore your good lingerie, right?” She whispered as we neared the room.

“Oh for Christ’s sake Wanda!” I exclaimed, a little too loud, as we neared the group effectively drawing attention to myself.

“Damn Y/N!” Sam exclaimed as the others looked up, but I was focused on one person’s reaction. Bucky’s eyes looked at me appreciatively for a moment as he bit his bottom lip slightly before turning to say something to Steve.

Well maybe I didn’t look as good as Sam thought after all.

We arrived at the party when it was already in full swing. Bucky had effectively ignored me the entire ride which had soured my mood. I had only come because he had seemed genuinely interested in if I was going. Upon entering the venue, I immediately grabbed Wanda’s hand and we made a beeline straight to the bar.

“The only way I’m getting through tonight is if I’m hammered,” I muttered to her miserably as the bartender slid us both two shot glasses of tequila.

“Oh come on Y/N! There are a lot of cute guys here – let’s just have fun tonight. No regrets!” she exclaimed before we threw back our shots and ordered more.

Fifteen minutes, and several shots of tequila later I had put Bucky to the back of my mind. Wanda was right – after a month of wallowing I deserved to have some fun. I scanned through the crowd in search of a cute guy to dance with before locking eyes with Bucky, who had a girl hanging all over him. I grimaced – I guess I had misread all the subtle remarks he had made towards me. Worse yet, maybe he had just been fucking with me as some sort of joke. Anger sparked in me as I took my eyes from him and continued to scan the room— finally finding a man across the dance floor who smiled warmly at me before making his way towards the bar.

“Care to dance?” he asked casually as he offered me his hand.

I smiled at him politely. “I would love to,” I answered as I placed my hand in his and turned my eyes slightly towards Bucky’s direction. He was watching me like a hawk and didn’t seem very pleased. Serves you damn well – I thought to myself as I followed the man to the dance floor.

As the man and I danced my worries began to melt away. I was actually having fun for the first time in a long time. I felt free as I enjoyed the company of my partner while our bodies swayed together with the music. As he spun me out from him I felt cool metal wrap around my wrist – I turned in surprise to come face to face with Bucky. “Care if I cut in?” he asked cockily as he pulled me into him. After taking in the sight of Bucky the man shrugged in defeat, not wishing to anger the super soldier.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I hissed between my teeth as I tried to push him away.

He chuckled at my feeble attempt and pulled me closer. “I’m dancing with you,” he responded – a hint of humor in his eyes.

“Well I don’t want to dance with you,” I spat as I pushed him away again. This time his arms fell from me as the trace of humor in his face vanished. I turned on my heel, determined to get far away from him, and fled towards the exit as I internally chastised myself for coming to the stupid party in the first place.

Once I was outside I leaned my back onto the brick building as I sighed heavily. I would have to try to get a cab which would be next to impossible on Valentine’s Day. I huffed as I pushed off the brick wall and walked to the edge of the sidewalk – luckily just in time for a cab to pull up to drop off more party goers. I gratefully slid into the vacant backseat and was about to give the driver the address before the back door opened and Bucky slid in beside me.

“Oh no you don’t. This is my cab!” I exclaimed in exasperation. “Find your own cab!”

“Doll – do you know how hard it is to find a cab in this city on Valentine’s Day?” he responded with a laugh.

“Get out now!” I demanded.

“Or what? You’ll walk all the way to Stark Tower?” he laughed as I scoffed. “How about this,” he added as he raised his hands in defense. “I’ll pay since you spent all your money on tequila.” I blushed at this. In my anger I had forgotten that I had absolutely no money with me.

“Fine,” I muttered as Bucky joyfully gave the address to the driver.

We rode in silence for part of the journey as I fumed beside Bucky. Now that I was alone with him I was finding it increasingly difficult to be angry at him. His proximity to me was enough to make my heart race.

He shifted beside me causing me to turn to face him. “I’m sorry, doll,” he muttered sheepishly. There was no humor in his eyes at this – he was genuinely apologizing. “I saw you with him and I…. well I got jealous,” he shrugged apologetically.

I could feel my face flush at this revelation as my heart threatened to actually jump out of my chest. “If… if you were jealous why didn’t you…” I began to ask but he cut me off.

“Look – I don’t know how to do this… I mean… I’ve um not been chaste since I’ve been with the Avengers… but I don’t know how to…” he broke off flustered. He was usually so well composed that his behavior was throwing me off.

“How to what, Buck?” I asked as my hand grazed over his.

“How to be with someone for more than a night,” he muttered embarrassed as he adverted his gaze from me.

“Well step one is to not be a giant ass,” I retorted which made him genuinely laugh as he turned to look at me again.

“Forgive me please?” he asked.

“I’m sure you can make it up to me,” I whispered as I grazed my fingers playfully over his. His breath hitched slightly at the contact. His eyes darkened with lust as his fingers grasped mine.

“How can I make it up to you?” he whispered – his hot breath tickling my skin as he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. It was enough to remind me of the growing feeling that was pooling between my legs. I knew exactly how he could make it up to me. Suddenly the cab just wasn’t moving fast enough for me.

I was flustered at his advances. He chuckled into my ear as he nibbled on the lobe – causing me to yip in surprise. He pulled away only slightly when the cab driver checked on us in his rearview mirror. As soon as the driver’s attention was back on the road Bucky resumed his assault on all my senses. His metal hand gently pushed my legs apart as his fingers travelled lazily up my inner thigh. They made their slow ascent tantalizing close to the underwear that I knew were already soaked through. I instinctively bucked my hips slightly – aching for some sort of contact with him. He chuckled lightly as he pushed me back into the seat. “Patience,” he whispered as his fingers played with my panty line. I didn’t want patience – all I wanted was for him to be inside of me – I wanted to know how it felt for him to fill me with himself.

“Bucky,” I whimpered so lowly that only he could hear.

“Shhh,” he cooed as he touched me through the lace of my underwear. “Mmm so wet for me.” I nodded my head enthusiastically as I bucked my hips in desperation again. Hoping for more. Bucky clicked his tongue at me as he pushed my hips sternly back into the seat. “Dancing with another man to make me jealous,” he chuckled as he began peppering my neck with kisses. “What am I going to do with you?” he whispered tantalizingly into my ear. It was less like a question and more like a promise. Suddenly his hand quickly pushed my underwear to the side as he slid a metal finger into me – eliciting a groan that I tried to cover with a cough. “Mmm,” he sighed as he pulled his finger out and gave me a wink before casually sticking it  into his mouth and licking it clean. “Just how I imagined,” he chuckled as the cab pulled to the curb next to Stark Tower. I would have lost it then and there if it hadn’t been for the cabbie speaking to Bucky as he handed him his change.

The walk into the building was a blur. I only had a singular desire – to get Bucky back to my room and fuck the life out of him. As the elevator doors closed it was my turn to take him by surprise. I crashed my body into his – pressing myself to him tightly as my lips found his in a clash of tongues, and teeth. He moaned lightly as he pressed his hips into me – allowing me to feel the full extent of his erection. I broke away from him when the ding of the elevator alerted us that we had made it to our floor. I hastily grabbed his hand and began dragging him to my room. He stopped me short at his door. “How about we go to my room?” he whispered to me.

“Sure,” I shrugged. I didn’t care where we were as long as we were horizontal soon.  When he opened the door I gasped – his bedroom was covered in lit candles and flowers. He pulled me in with a grin on his face – closing the door quickly behind me. “Is this for… me?” I asked amazed.

“I wasn’t expecting quite what happened tonight but I wanted to do something special for you. You deserve…” he was cut off by my lips crashing against his. He chuckled into our kiss as he guided me to the bed. I laid myself on it as he positioned himself over me and gently lowered himself so I could feel the weight of his body. The feeling of his erection pushing against my thigh made me moan as I ground my hips into his. “What do you want?” he whispered lightly as he broke away from our kiss.

“You,” I whispered as my hands slid under his shirt – feeling the grooves of his muscular frame.

“Your wish is my command, doll,” he chuckled as his hands lifted up my dress slowly. Once he had managed to completely remove it he pulled back with a smirk on his face.

“What?” I asked flustered and embarrassed.

“You’re just so fucking beautiful,” he whispered as his hands caressed every inch of my body. “You deserve to be worshiped,” he murmured as he peppered my breasts with kisses while his hands pulled away my underwear. I bucked my hips again at the contact of his cold metal fingers with my clit. “Do you like that?” he mumbled as he inserted a finger into me slowly pulling it in and out as his thumb rubbed in circular motions, causing my wetness to grow. My breath hitched as he quickened the pace of his finger – adding another for good measure. I could feel my walls tightening as my body built up for a spectacular orgasm. Bucky could sense it too. He quickly pulled his fingers from me and dipped his head between my legs bringing his mouth to me and licking up my wetness. I twisted my fingers into his hair as I bucked my hips one last time – driving his tongue deeper into me. That’s all it took. I spilled over onto his face as he hummed appreciatively.

He pulled away wiping his face on the back of his hand as he quickly removed his pants finally releasing what I had been wanting to see. I gasped at the sight of him as he turned to me with a smirk before resuming his place on top of me. “You’re sure?” he whispered as he looked at me.

“God yes. Bucky, fuck me,” I pleaded as I spread my legs to accommodate him. He lined himself up and thrust himself into me quickly. I groaned in pleasure – being full of him felt as good as I had imagined. I began to roll my hips as he glided in and out of me.

“God, you feel amazing,” he groaned as he unclasped my bra and played with my breasts. I shifted so he could enter deeper and he moaned with appreciation. “What do you want doll?” he asked – his eyes clouded with desire.

“I want you to have your way with me,” I responded with a smirk as I rolled my hips – eliciting another moan. That’s all he needed. Bucky began thrusting into me with an intensity that caused the tightness to coil in my muscles again.

“I want you to cum for me again,” he whispered into my ear as he pounded into me faster and deeper. I was so close I couldn’t waste time responding.

I tipped over the edge again as I called out his name. He moaned my name as my orgasm caused his own climax. He froze for a moment before pulling himself out and laying on his back. He gathered me into his arms and we laid in silence as our breathing slowed.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time,” he finally admitted with a grin.

“Me too,” I responded as I snuggled my head shyly into his neck.

“Well we probably should do it more often,” he chuckled.

“I agree, but maybe tonight we can snuggle and watch Netflix?” I asked tentatively. My body wasn’t ready for round two.

Bucky chuckled as his fingers drew patterns up and down my back. “Whatever you want, doll. As long as I get to spend time with you…. I’m okay with anything.”

“Careful what you say Sargent Barnes,” I giggled as I squeezed him tightly.

He chuckled at my warning. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N,” he whispered into my hair as I drifted to sleep.

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She's Not You [j.j.]

Jughead x reader in which she acts completely normal.


(Y/N) (L/N) liked Jughead Jones. That was a fact.

Jughead Jones liked Betty Cooper. That was also a fact.

Another (very) known fact was that Betty Cooper liked Archie Andrews, yet Archie liked Valerie Brown.

It was a huge mess and there was no way to fix it.


“Are you ever going to tell him you like him?”

(Y/N) looked up from her book to see Kevin Keller and Veronica Lodge slide into the booth she was sitting in. “No.”

“But why?” complained Veronica. She was the biggest (Y/N)/Jughead shipper there was.

“Because he likes Betty,” (Y/N) replied smoothly. “I’m not gonna waste my time.”

“Oh c’mon,” Kevin exclaimed. “That boy is taken with you, he just hasn’t realized it yet.”

“And he probably never will. I’m completely happy just being friends with him Keller, I’m not going to jeopardize that friendship because of my feelings.”

“Whatever (Y/N),” Veronica scoffed. “But he’s going to find out sooner or later.”

The trio of friends turned to the door when they heard the jingling of a bell, alerting the patrons in Pop’s that someone had entered. Jughead looked around the diner, his eyes settling on the (H/C) girl and making his way over.

“Hey guys,” he greeted. “What are we talking about?”

“Oh nothing,” Veronica said.

“Yeah, we were just leaving,” Kevin added as they both got up from their seats.  “Remember what we talked about (Y/N/N)!”

You simply nodded as you waved at them, too engrossed in your book to notice the looks they exchanged with each other.

“So, what were you talking about?” Jughead asked as he sat next to you.

(Y/N) looked up at him and gave him a smile, “Don’t worry about it.”


Jughead couldn’t help but worry. He was too curious for his own good, everybody knew that. He wanted to know what his best friend had been talking about with Veronica and Kevin before he had arrived, but she wasn’t telling.

He followed her around for the whole week, bugging and begging her to tell him. She’d always laugh and give him a ridiculous response.

“We were talking about how my cat got diabetes.”

“Veronica was telling me that Reggie is actually very gay for Chuck.”

“Kevin and Veronica were trying to convince me to go skinny dipping in the river with them.”

Jughead was pretty tired of her excuses.


Later that week, Jughead had managed to corner Veronica in the hallway and was pestering her trying to figure out the topic of the conversation Pop’s.

“Fine!” Veronica cried out in exasperation. Noticing that (Y/N) was rounding the corner and approaching them, the Lodge girl quickly came up with a plan. Pushing Jughead into an empty classroom next to them, she motioned for him to stay put. Curious, Jughead decided to listen to her and watched as (Y/N) was stopped by Veronica.

“So (Y/N), I assume you’re on your way to meet Jughead at Pop’s?” Veronica had a sly smile on her face.

“Of course not,” (Y/N) replied. “Why follow my daily schedule when I can be spontaneous.”

Noticing the heavy sarcasm in her tone, Veronica gave her an irritated look. “Well little Miss Sarcasm, sorry for asking.”

The (H/C) haired girl flashed a smile at Veronica, “Where else would I be going Ronnie?”

Jughead smiled at his best friends words. It was indeed a daily ritual to sit at Pop’s until closing time every day, just enjoying each others company as they drank some milkshakes.

“So have you thought about what we told you?”

Jughead was snapped out of his thoughts by Veronica’s question. ‘What is she talking about?’ he though to himself.

“Yeah, I have actually,” he heard (Y/N) reply. “I’m not doing it.”

“You have to,” Veronica said.

“No Ronnie, I am not telling my best friend that I like him!”

Jughead felt his breathing stop. (Y/N) liked him? His (Y/N)? He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice (Y/N) and Veronica walking away. He quickly gathered his thoughts and rushed off to Pop’s, determined to get some answers from his best friend.

“You’re late,” (Y/N) said, not looking up from her book as Jughead approached her booth.

“Yeah, I got caught up with some stuff for the Blue & Gold. Betty needed my help,” Jughead mentally cursed himself for his shitty excuse. (Y/N) simply looked up at him over her book, raising an eyebrow at him, before going back to her story.

Jughead didn’t know what to do. He wanted to ask her about what she had said to Veronica back at school but he couldn’t seem to find the words to speak.

“You alright there Juggie?” (Y/N) asked. “You seem very conflicted.”

“Do you like me?” Jughead blurted out. He mentally face palmed. ‘Way to be subtle’ he mentally reprimanded himself.

(Y/N)’s eyes widened briefly before going back to her book. “Dammit Ronnie,” she muttered under her breath.

“So it’s true?” Jughead asked nervously.

“Yeah,” (Y/N) replied nonchalantly, still reading.

“I’m sorry (Y/N). I really am, but I like Betty,” Jughead’s voice almost trailed off at the end as he braced himself for her reaction. He didn’t know what she’d do. He was expecting anger, sadness, a melancholic response. He got none of those.

“Ok,” the girl simply replied. Jughead’s head shot up.

“I’m sorry (Y/N/N), I truly am.”

(Y/N) finally looked up at him, setting her book down after she marked her page.

“Why?” she questioned. Jughead looked at her in confusion.

“Why are you sorry Juggie?” she said. “I knew you liked Betty. That’s why I didn’t say anything”

“Yeah but, it’s just that you like me, and I uh- I feel really bad and uh…” Jughead stumbled over his words, not knowing how to reply.

His best friend leaned back in her seat and chuckled. “Juggie. You have no reason to be sorry. We can’t control our feelings. I like you, you like Betty, that’s the way it is. We can’t change it.”

“Yeah, but I feel kind of shitty,” Jughead breathed.

“Don’t,” his best friend replied. “Just because you don’t like me back doesn’t mean we’re not friends Jug. You’re my best friend, and our friendship is more important than some stupid feelings.”

And with those words, Jughead felt reassured as they ordered their milkshakes, drinking the night away, knowing that their friendship wasn’t ruined.


“You have to come along guys!” Veronica exclaimed. “Last time it was only me, Josie, Kevin, and Reggie but we all need a stress reliever.”

It was a Friday, and Veronica was trying to get her friends to go clubbing with her. Reluctantly, and with a lot of encouragement, they all agreed. Even Jughead.

It was eight at night when they all stepped into the club. Veronica, fearless and confident, dragged Josie and Kevin off to dance,with Archie tagging along. (Y/N) chose to sit down for awhile and Jughead and Betty joined her. (Y/N) felt really out of place as Betty and Jughead struck up a conversation and she decided to wander around. Just as she got up, she bumped into Reggie (who she had forgotten was there to be honest) and stumbled. She felt hands wrap around her waist as she put her hands out to steady herself.

“Whoa there,” Reggie said, smirking. “Don’t go falling for me (Y/N)”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but groan and chuckle at his lame pick-up line. Her and Reggie had once been friends, best friends actually, up until high school. He had instantly become popular and she hadn’t. They had simply grown apart.

“I had honestly forgotten you had come,” the girl stated.

“You wound me (Y/N/N),” Reggie smiled, placing a hand upon his heart. “And here I was thinking that you loved me.”

“Yea yea, long time no see huh?” the girl replied.

“Yeah,” Reggie muttered awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I miss our friendship and I’m honestly sorry that we stopped talking.”

“Buy me a milkshake and you’ll be forgiven,” (Y/N) told him.

“Deal,” Reggie said. “Let’s go.”

“What? Now?”

“Yea, we have a lot of catching up to do.”


“Jug, why is (Y/N) leaving with Reggie?” Betty questioned.

Snapping his head to look for his best friend, Jughead immediately stood up and walked over to the pair that was making their way out of the club.

“(Y/N/N)!” Jughead called out. The pair stopped and turned around. “Where are you going?”

“Oh, Reggie here is gonna buy me milkshakes,” (Y/N) answered happily.

“Uh, I believe I said one  milkshake,” Reggie said in a teasing tone, bumping his shoulder against the girl’s.

“Uh, I believe I never said how many milkshakes you owe me,” (Y/N) shot back in an equally teasing tone. Jughead looked back and forth between them, an uneasy feeling creeping up on him.

“Yeah, okay,” he mumbled. “See you around I guess.”

(Y/N) frowned slightly at his response before being pulled away by Reggie, the smile reappearing on her face. Jughead made his way back to Betty.


“…and then we also have to start working on next week’s spread,” Betty said as Jughead glanced at the club’s entrance.

“And I also kissed Veronica at cheer tryouts,” Betty said, trying to get Jughead’s attention.

“Uh huh,” Jughead replied absentmindedly, still looking at the entrance.

“And I also found a unicorn and named it Sparkles. He’s currently in my attic.”

“Yeah, that sounds great Betty.”

“Jughead!” Betty shouted. He turned to her, nearly knocking over his drink.

“Go after her Juggie,” Betty said. “I know you’re worried.”

“It’s just…its Reggie,” Jughead started. “I don’t know why she left with him.”

“Well, they are friends,” Betty replied. “Go Jughead. We all know you like her. Go after her.”

Jughead looked at her in surprise. “You think I like her?”

“Jug,” she said. “I know you like her. We all do.”

“But I like you,” he mumbled, surprised when Betty giggled.

“That’s sweet Jug, really, but come on, you really don’t like her? She’s in love with you y’know. She always has been.”

“I know…” Jughead trailed off.

“Go talk to her,” Betty encouraged,

Jughead left the club.


As he approached Pop’s, Jughead couldn’t feel the small pang of jealously that he felt as he saw (Y/N) sitting at their usual booth with Reggie, as they both drank a milkshake. He watched as she tilted her head back, laughing as Reggie told her a story, gesticulating wildly with his hands.

He couldn’t help but think over Betty’s words. Yes, he always did think that (Y/N) was beautiful, and yes, he always did love receiving a hug from her. But that was normal with best friends…right?

But as he stood outside, watching (Y/N) sitting at their booth with Reggie Mantle, he couldn’t help but agree with Betty. He definitely felt something for his best friend. He always had, he had just ignored those feelings. He wouldn’t have left Betty if he didn’t feel something for (Y/N).

He watched as (Y/N)’s gaze traveled to the window, spotting him and instantly smiling at him. Reggie’s eyes followed soon after and he got up/ Jughead watched as he gave (Y/N) a quick hug and paid for their milkshakes before leaving the diner.

“Don’t fuck this up freak,” Reggie muttered as he passed Jughead. Reggie was right, Jughead couldn’t mess any of this up.

He made his way inside and took his usual seat next to (Y/n).

“What are you doing here Jug? You were having such a nice time at the club with Betty!” the (H/C) girl exclaimed.

Gathering up all the courage he had, Jughead quietly replied, “But she’s not you.”

(Y/N) froze before looking up at Jughead. “What?”

“She’s not you (Y/N),” Jughead continued, feeling confident. He had nothing to lose and he knew that she liked him back. “Betty’s great and all, but she’s not you. You’re the one that’s always been there for me. You helped me after my dad went off the rails and mom left with Jellybean. You were there to support me when I began my novel and you were there for me when the drive-in closed down. You offered me a place to stay when I had nothing. It’s always been you (Y/N),I just never thought that we could be anything more than friends.”

(Y/N) threw her head back and laughed. “Oh Juggie. Of course I’ve always been there for you. You’re my best friend. I love you.”

“Go out with me? Please,” Jughead awaited her reply.

Smiling up at him, (Y/N) replied, “This can be our first date Jug.”

Jughead smiled at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into him. And they spent their night there, like they usually did, just talking and sharing milkshakes. Only now, things had changed. They were happy, and it was quite obvious to anyone who saw them sitting together, exchanging shy kisses as the night dragged on.

“I love you too (Y/N/N).”


I really needed to write this and I’m sorry. Time Waster pt. 5 will be up by the weekend (I swear) and all requests will be done by the end of this week too (probably) sorry about the delays!! Science competitions are pretty brutal.

Hope y’all enjoy and also, asks and requests are open. Feel free to message me if you want to be added to my tag list~

Thanks for reading!


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That One Dreadful Call (Part 2)

Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 994

Warnings: language, James being a psycho 

A/N: I guess I’ll be nice and give you guys a part 2….which also means there will be a part 3 I guess lmao! Enjoy this little backstory!!! Part 3 will be better I promise! Unbeta’d so any mistake is my own!! Feedback is gratefully appreciated!!!

Part 1

Jensen sat in his trailer with his elbows lying against the tops of his knees, his hands covering his face. The voices of the police and Jared were being blocked out as he thought back to when James was one of his good friends. Making fun of each other, having parties at the other’s house, taking care of each other when they got super drunk. He was a good friend to depend on up until the moment Jensen got the girl and he didn’t.

It all started when James saw you, the girl he had previously asked out on a date and got denied, underneath the arm of Jensen, one of his best friends, at a bar. The two of you were laughing and having a great time, not a care in the world. Jensen brought his beer up to his mouth which in turn brought you closer to his body. When he set his beer down on the table he turned to you with one arm wrapped around your waist and the other going back around your shoulders as his lips touched yours. James was seeing red and he was completely infuriated, his mind coming up with unreal scenarios as to why Jensen was with the girl he liked. The most convincing one being because Jensen was better looking and  could steal any girl he wanted.

What he didn’t know and put together was that Jensen could have possibly been the guy you said you were currently with when you denied his date offer. James let his rage get the better of him as he stormed up to Jensen and gave him a nice shove, causing the two of you to break your heated little makeout session and Jensen to knock over the contents of the table next to him.

“James, what the fuck man?”

James pointed to you and raised your eyebrows at Jensen, “Are you doing this on purpose you asshole?! You knew I asked her out why are you with her!?”

“Whoa dude…wait…you asked my girlfriend out?” Jensen brow scrunched together as he stepped up to James, not really happy that it happened in the first place.  

“G-girlfriend…?” James’ eyes went wide as he looked over to you for confirmation.

You nodded and bit your lip, “Yeah girlfriend. Hun do you remember why I turned down your offer yesterday? I told you I just recently got into a relationship, I didn’t know that you and Jay were friends or I would have told you.”

“No no..that’s okay, why would he mention me anyway?”

“James…dude come on. Look some of her friends are here tonight, maybe we could hook you up with one of them, huh?” Jensen tried to lighten the mood as he tapped lightly on James’ chest taking you back underneath his arm with a giant grin on his face.

James just shook his head, if he couldn’t have you then there was no point, “I’m just gonna go home.”

Jensen called out his name a couple more times until James was out of the bar completely. He ran his hands through his hair and took a couple deep breaths. He was angry at Jensen for stealing yet again the one girl he really liked. In his mind, even though he only met you in a clothing store he felt attached immediately he wanted you as his and it made total sense. He swore he was going to get you one way or the other.

A few years later when you and Jensen announced your engagement that made James go through the roof. He still wasn’t entirely sure why you were with Jensen in the first place, there was no way you could be happy when you weren’t with him.

So instead of handling it like a normal person would and talk it over, he stormed your engagement party and made himself look like an ass. When Jensen fought back after James threw the first punch that’s when Clif and Jared barged in the middle. Jared grabbed Jensen and Clif grabbed James. As James was being dragged out he was repeatedly screaming that the two of you would see him again someday, that you haven’t seen the last of him.

James waited till everyone was settled again before watching through the window as you took a wet towel and started to clean up Jensen’s lip where James had got a good hit. Rolling his eyes he turned around making his way back down the street to his car, already planning the revenge he would take upon the two of you for ruining everything.


“Huh? What?” Jensen was finally brought out of his thoughts when Jared shook his shoulder and called his name out a few times.

“I asked if there is anything else that they may need to know about James?”

Jensen stood up and wiped a hand down his face, “All I know is that he’s fucking psychotic and he’s going to be dead once I find him and my family. This shit has gone on long enough!” Jensen’s voice got louder towards the end there and moved to pour himself a drink.

Someone knocked on the door the exact moment Jensen knocked back the drink he just poured, it was another officer, “Sir…we’ve traced the call from your cell phone. We know where they are.”

“Tell me.”

“Sir maybe you shoul-”

Jensen balled his fist up and shut his eyes, “So help me God, if you tell me that I should stay back while that maniac has my wife and my child held hostage…” Jensen took a deep breath trying to somewhat relax himself, “Where are they?”

The officer showed him the address and Jensen entered it into his phone before he turned to the police chief, a finger pointed to his chest, “You better be right behind me because if you’re not…I’m going to end up killing him.”

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Fading (Part 6)

Summary: Bucky doesn’t know if he’ll ever get to tell you what really happened.

Word Count: 2015

Warnings: angst, swearing, implied death, panic attack, implied violence

A/N: Here it is guys! Let me know what you think :) (if you’d like to be tagged, send me an ask)

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   Part 4   Part 5

Bucky can’t help the whimper that escapes his lips, petrified at the idea of losing you. Your unconscious self looks pale, pulse slowing as you lose more blood.

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Paint it Black Part One (mobster Steve x reader)

Summary: you were signed to work for Grant. Not to fall in love with his right hand man.

Warnings: mentions of violence, mentions of parental death, alcohol consumption

Word Count: 1.4K

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Have you ever been in the presence of royalty? Do you know that that feels like? Do you know what it feels like to walk around and have everyone surrounding you know your name? Do you know what it’s like to have everything you’ve ever wanted, everything you’ve ever craved handed to you? Have you ever met someone that resembled what people would call a Greek  God? Muscles, tall in height, ocean blue eyes, and hair that resembled yellow corn. This man was a mob king, and a damned good one, if he was to be so selfish as to say. But of course he was selfish. Why wouldn’t he be?

His name was Steven Grant Rogers. He mostly went by Steve and seldom few called him Grant. He was a mobster king, inheriting the mansion and business after his father and mother had passed away during his teenage years. If he felt safe with you, he’d allow you to call him Stevie.

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|| spiderman loves you ||

{summary: what happens when your crush gets a hold of your journal?}

i really wanted to write something cute for peter because wow i still love him a lot.

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @animexchocolate , @moonlight53 , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry

warnings: none

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She’s Built Better Than Em Part I

Inspired by user @felinalain and their prompt of Aliens and animals, specifically what if aliens were confused by the nature of humans using other predatory creatures as assistants in place of more effective machines. The following is a yet another story in my vastly growing universe, and uses this prompt. Without any further ado, enjoy! 

Sasha yawned tiredly as she sluggishly moved about the bustling space port. Looking around at where any and every ship was going, yet unable to find one that peeked her interest. “Where to now girl,” she asked softly as her gloved hand moved to stroke the jet black fur of some vicious looking beast. The creature by her side followed closely, standing nearly at her shoulders, with rows and rows of monstrous teeth lined it’s mouth, some even poking out of the lips. It’s large yellow eyes looked around as it let out a whine, while its tail wagged softly around and cut through the air with it’s sharpened point. “I know, I know, we’re finding a ship … Hopefully one that isn’t too afraid to have your kind aboard,” she bit down on her cigarette and sighed. 

“Yes, yes, and the Bat’Ga’s came barreling through like a swarm! BUT! My companion Emma and I fought them off, taking on waves of the ruthless pirates! The carnage was simply unbelievable! Blasters, explosions, of it was awful, but we stood our ground and lost not one single soul aboard that ship!” A voice shouted off to their side. Sasha brushed some of her bangs aside, gazing over at a man on some crates, accompanied by another rather tall and built companion. He continued to tell a story of them having fought off some kind of pirate boarding party. Her animal companion sneezed. “You and me both, Breka. You and me both… I can smell it a mile away, poor merchants are eating it up though.” She sighed again before her eyes wandered to another ship. “Oh? How about that one right there girl?” She nodded towards it. 

Breka the monstrous like dog turned to look at an older ship, shipping what seemed to be mostly food stuffs and valuable minerals if the cargo containers were any indication. She cocked her head to the side and whimpered in confusion. 

“True… But anything’s better than being here another moment. I need to get off of Thul for a few rotations.” She shrugged and adjusted the duffel bag she carried on her back. “Let’s get a move on girl,” Sasha cleared her throat and started towards the ship, with Breka following close beside her. 

Upon reaching the ship, the Quartermaster overseeing the loading of the cargo looked to Sasha in minor confusion, then at her animal in fear. “U-Um,” the alien’s feathers extended in a defensive like nature as she watched the creature stretch. The moment it’s back spines pierced out even slightly, she returned her gaze to Sasha, “C-Can I… H-Help you?” She shook all over. Was this human woman about to rob them? She had heard the stories of the galaxies newest additions. They were frightening, and usually left to do as they pleased by no bodies like her. 

“Well hi there, I was just wondering where y’all were headed?” Sasha asked rather politely. 

“I… . Um … Y’all?” She repeated. “What’s that?” 

“Oh uh,” Sasha cleared her throat, “Um I meant you all, sorry, my accent. So where y’all er,” she shook her head, “Sorry, where are you all heading?”

“Um … We … We’re heading to the Gol system … T-To trade food stuffs mostly. Nothing of value.” The alien swallowed and looked on the brink of a panic attack. 

“Relax I ain’t robbing ya or nothing. I’m heading that direction too. Mind if I tag along? Promise I won’t be a bother, hell I’ll even help out if you’re in need of a little mechanical work. Besides I always liked Sarkian’s, them feathers are pretty,” Sasha smiled. The Sarkian before her nearly fainted upon seeing the flashing of teeth, though she quickly gathered herself and remembered this was a sign of acceptance for humans. Or was it hunger? Panic settled in again. 

“Um… I… Sure,” She tried to look pleased, but was practically shaking as she squeaked out an answer. 

“Thanks, appreciate it,” Sasha patted the Sarkian’s shoulder as she climbed the ramp up to the ship. “Name’s Sasha by the way. But you can call me whatever you want.” A lot of the crew on the ship that were still loading looked at the quartermaster in horror. She had just brought in a human of all things, a human accompanied by a Vin’lek. One of the most ruthless pack predators of the Suu systems.

“Oh Goddess… This isn’t going to be handled well by the Captain.” She addressed the crew to continue working. 

After a few hours had past, the Captain of the ship, and a fellow Sarkian, wandered nervously around the halls of her ship. After being informed a human had boarded with a rather dangerous animal, she and two of her best shots went looking to question the intruder before lift off. As they patrolled and checked every room they could find, they ultimately were perplexed to find her simply laying down in some corner near the engine room. What frightened them more is she laid down against the fur and deadly sharp spines of the Vin’lek with her, as if it were some kind of living bed. The militia readied their rifles, but the Captain raised her hand. “Human,” She spoke loudly and with authority.

“I can hear y’all a mile away… Something I can do for ya Cap’n?” Sasha opened her deep brown eyes and looked up at the Captain tiredly. 

“Why,” The Captain cleared her throat, “Why are you here?” She tried to sound threatening, but it was clearly not a problem for Sasha. 

“Heard y’all were heading for the Gol system. I’ve got business in the system right next to it… Figured I’d just hitch a ride, help out around the ship if you needed it.” Sasha blew a puff of smoke, and took a deep sigh. “Everything ok? We haven’t even lifted off yet.” 

“No, Human-Sasha, after speaking with my Quartermaster I do not believe everything is fine,” she stopped as she saw the Vin’lek next to her yawn, showing off the terrifying horrors of teeth everywhere in it’s mouth. “We… We cannot just take you for fre-” The Captain stopped as Sasha suddenly flicked a credit chit in the air. The Captain caught it and looked at her in utter bewilderment. 

“Got about 9,000 on there Cap’n. Three times as much for normal fare. All yours, and I’ll clean up, fix up the engines and what not. I’m handy with a wrench, spent some time in the military as a combat engineer. If it’s mechanical, I can fix it and make it better.” Sasha folded her arms and leaned back. “I’m mostly overpaying because I need my friendly assistant here,” she jerked a thumb towards her fluffy friend, “And I’m hoping you won’t mind me keeping her around.” 

“I-I,” The captain was shocked. 9,000 was enough to cover their expenses for the trip, and then some. After a few minutes she sighed, “I … Suppose we can support another crew member, temporarily,” she cleared her throat and pocketed Sasha’s credit chit. “There’s a room behind me, two doors down … It’s currently empty. You may use that. But please keep your… Pet under control.” She stated. 

“Oh Breka ain’t no pet. She’s my assistant,” Sasha smiled. 

“I … I don’t,” The Captain sighed and shook her head, “Never mind, just follow me,” She was about to turn but stopped herself. “Oh, my name is Ta’talia. Captain Ta’talia,” she bowed and blinked her four beautiful eyes at Sasha.

“Well it’s nice to make yourself known now Cap’n.” Sasha nodded, a small gesture of respect before she picked up her things. 

After following the Captain and entering her room, the Captain gestured for her guards to return to their duties. She waited and watched, making sure Sasha did nothing too destructive to the room. “You’ll find the quarters suitable I hope,” She gestured towards the plain room. 

“A bed is all I need really for luxuries, Cap’n. Breka here loves em, don’cha girl?” Sasha clicked her tongue as the large creature hoped up on the bed and yawned again. “Good girl, get some shut eye, momma is just gonna make sure there’s nothing to do first.” Sasha turned to Ta’talia and then placed her hands on her hips. “So Cap’n, anything me or my assistant can do to help around the place?”

“Why do you keep calling your pet your assistant?” Ta’talia looked Sasha as though she were speaking in tongues.

“Well cause that’s what I helped raised her to do, to help me out when my arms and leg stop working?” Sasha raised her brow as she ended her sentence like a question. She then rolled up her right pant leg to show her bionic leg, then both her sleeves to show her bionic arms. “They’re older models, so they sometimes die down and need repairs. I can fix em, hell I can do it with a repair tool in my teeth, but Breka helps me put them on, or do a lot of other things I need help with at times.”

“I … Why do you simply not get a machine to do it? They’re far more effective?” Ta’talia blinked, curious to hear what sort of asinine answer would come out of this human’s mouth. 

Sasha shook her head and smiled softly. “Machines aren’t like Breka. She’s built better than em, Cap’n.” 

“I understand human pack bonding with animals and inanimate objects. They’re not exclusive, but a Vin’lek? Over a machine? How? Surely she isn’t as efficient.”

Sasha looked over at the tired animal that gazed at her curiously. She smiled somberly, “You’d have to see it… Machines don’t do what Breka can do.” A memory whipped through her for but an instant. The bombs, hail of gunfire, and her arms desperately clinging to a young pup version of Breka. All this carnage raged through the night as she held this tiny creature in her arms. She came back to reality almost instantly. “She’s like a daughter to me.” 

Captain Ta’taliah shook her head, “I do not understand, but it makes no difference… Take time to rest if you need it, then report to maintenance. Our Chief Engineer will put you to work.” 

“Aye-Aye Cap’n,” Sasha gave a casual salute before moving to lay on Breka for comfort again. 

Captain Ta’talia turned and looked in minor disgust as the human laid atop such a savage creature. A creature she had dealt with before, “Humans,” she closed the door and proceeded towards the bridge once more. “Animal assistants? It is amazing they have even survived this long.”



HEY YOU! How’s it going? It was a pleasure to start this arch of the short stories I’m doing to pass time during my last year of university. Once again don’t forget, if you have any prompts you want me to work on just send me them, tag me in them, anything at all! I will put them in the que if I like em! All my stories are connected so never fear, old characters will always come back! Until next time, Fly safe fellow Explorer’s of the unknown. 

Sister Winchester

Originally posted by dimpleycos-things

Characters: Y/n, Derek, Dean, Sam, Cas, OC Matt

Pairing: Derek x Y/n (FEMALE READER)

Warnings: Basically just fluff, cute fluffy mate stuff, cute brotherly Dean, bits of fighting but nothing too visual or violent. 

Word Count: 1946

Summary: Y/n heads to Beacon Hills, meeting someone she never would’ve thought existed for her. 

A/N: Requested fic by @sallyp-53 - So the female reader is a hunter who is the sister of the winchesters she goes to beacon hills because of all the supernatural events happening. She finds Derek in his wolf form thinking he’s just a hurt animal she takes him. Not wanting to scare her he stays in that form as he heals only to find out she knows about the supernatural. He decides to show her his true form, they end up liking each other and dating but she doesn’t know how to tell her brothers she’s dating a werewolf. Sorry if it’s too long! Also if you want to change it up fine by me, I loved the last time you wrote my request so I just hope you like this one ❤️. So i kinda stuck to it, but not really. I don’t know if this is what you wanted, but i hope you like it. 

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Y/n settled into the little motel room, glad the tiny town actually had one.

It wasn’t that nice. 

She’d been in much prettier, larger ones.

But at least this one was clean. 

It looked as though the town probably didn’t have many visitors, the room looking as though no one had touched it in a while, yet, completely free of dust.

She settled on the bed, tired from her day of running through the woods, chasing down a damn werewolf.

Y/n wished her brothers were here right now, but they were on a mission to find a way to stop Abaddon, sending y/n away.

They loved her too much to risk the Knight of Hell hurting her in any way. 

So they mostly kept her in the bunker, letting her go on a few hunts. 

Nothing too major, but things they knew she could handle on her own.

So she went to Beacon Hills, hearing of large animal attacks, knowing it was most likely something supernatural.

She had no clue what it was until she came face to face with a werewolf.

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Adventure Awaits

Summary: Based upon the married life between Carl and Ellie from Disney Pixar’s Up.
Word Count: 4,515.
A/N: Literally the most longest, yet heart wrenching fic I’ve ever wrote. Although, I am absolutley astounded with the end result of this. As always, feedback would be greatly appreciated. Hope you enjoy, and prepare those damn tissues.
Special Tag: @spidweeb​ bc god bless her soul for always helping me out edit my stories :-)

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Library Blues

Summery: Being locked in a library with Steve Rogers wasn’t your idea of a perfect night but you didn’t have much of a choice.

Pairing: College AU!Steve x Reader

Word Count: 1,525

Warnings: swearing, angst-ish, little fluff

A/N: This is entry to JSD’s rom-com writing challenge @just-some-drabbles (I changed my url so its probably different than the one on your list). This is  also my first Steve Rogers fic! This was inspired by a part in a book though I can’t seem to remember which book! Anyways enjoy, happy readings!

Prompt: “Looks like we’re gonna be here for a while.”

Originally posted by lovelynemesis

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It took all your will power to stay in the library and not go to the raging campus party you had earlier been invited to. “I better pass this stupid calculus exam,” you whisper to yourself continuing to the next practice question.

“Math?” A mans voice said from above you.

“Mhmm,” you grunt out cursing whoever this was for there distraction.

“I’m more of a language guy,” the man continued though you showed no interest.

“Cool,” you reply.

“Yeah English major, I kind of want to be a high school English teacher. That’d be nice.”

Annoyed you bitched the man out. “I seem to have failed to remember when I gave a fuck, leave me alone dude.”

Taken back by your harsh words the man left. You took the liberty to look up from your math and see who you had just been talking to. The man had light brown hair and a muscular built.

“I hope he wasn’t cute,” you mumble to yourself again trying to get back the focus you lost when you were interrupted.

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She’s Built Better Than Em Part II

Inspired by user felinalain and their prompt of Aliens and animals, specifically what if aliens were confused by the nature of humans using other predatory creatures as assistants in place of more effective machines. The following is a yet another story in my vastly growing universe, and uses this prompt. Without any further ado, enjoy!


Sasha wiped beads of sweat away from her forehead as she admired her handy-work. The Engine was running smoother than ever, with the help of a few unorthodox modifications. “Aight, fire the old girl up Boss,” Sasha waved to Sarkian in charge, who nervously started up the Auxiliary power cells. The machine roared to life, chugging along with a healthy bellow. “Aight she’s running like she might’ve thirty something years ago. I’m good to take a break Boss?”

“Erm,” The Engineer in charge nodded twice, and puffed up his feathers. “Y-Yes, Sasha, that is most appropriate, you have been fixing the engines more so than any other engineer on staff. A break was earned hours ago.”

“Well good to hear, see ya around,” she smiled and waved softly before heading for the door. She clicked her tongue at the sleeping creature laying by it, “Breka, let’s go get some grub girl,” she cooed to the beast. It stood up almost immediately and wagged it’s bladed tail. The beast gave a wide yawn and then gave a cheerful croaking like noise. “Oh don’t fuss, we’re going we’re going,” she lead Breka back to their quarters, full aware as a few of the crew eyed her and her animal with suspicion from around the corner. Upon entering her quarters, she left the door wide open for anyone to come and go as they needed. 

Sasha sat down at the desk she was provided, and began to ruffle through er duffel bag. “Aight Breka, here ya go,” she pulled out some form of snake like beast, obviously dead, and chucked it towards her friend. Breka snatched the rather small looking meal and began to munch away, “Glad you don’t eat much girl, else they might not’ve liked having you here.” She pet Breka’s head and turned to look out the window just in front of her desk. “That’s one hell of a view,” she sighed before leaning back and going through her bag again.

“What’s the human doing?” A Reptilian Saurian questioned as he blinked from the doorway. 

“Probably finding more food for the Vin’lek near her.” A passing crew member commented on the three that were watching the human.

“Y’all are welcome to come in you know,” Sasha called without looking at them. She pulled out a few tools and laid them on the desk. “I always leave my door open for two reasons. The first is so visitors can come by if they want.” She leaned back in the chair and smiled at them. 

The three crew members, two Sarkians and the Saurian hesitated for a few moments before entering and staying near the door. “We… Didn’t mean to offend by watching. The last humans we had on the ship basically took all of our money after helping us. Charged us for fighting off the pirates for us they said.” The Saurian spoke up. 

“Ain’t no trouble,” Sasha lit another cigarette and took a deep breathe, “I don’t quite remember, but do any of y’all’s species smoke?” She inquired. 

The crew members all shook their heads. “My people can, I simply chose not to,” The Saurian added. 

“No worries, so I’m Sasha like I said. Your names?” The sweat beaded down her caramel colored cheeks from a hard days work.

“Um … As’gur,” The green feathered Sarkian spoke up, “And this is Tau’ta,” he gestured to a red colored female next to him. 

“Jungo,” The Saurian nodded. 

“Well it’s nice to make your acquaintance,” She suddenly popped off her right arm and laid it on the table, much to the shook of the crew that hadn’t yet seen her old bionic limbs under her sleeves. She bit down on her cigarette and began to work on repairing her arm. “So, anything I can help y’all with? I need to fix up my arm first, then I can probably get back to work fixing anything I need to.”

“Um, no, it’s not that,” Jungo swallowed and scratched at his light blue scales. “We were just wondering … How … Did you come across a Vin’lek? They are untamable by all galactic wildlife standards. They’re solitary predators, not even humans have luck.”

“Among other curiosities,” Tau’ta, muttered.

Sasha nodded, “Ah that, that’s an old story.” Sasha turned to look at Breka chewing away at her meal. “I found her, she found me. We survived together is all, when she was just a pup, on Jaavnek, bout seven years ago.” 

“Wait… Jaavnek, wasn’t there a war going on between humans and the pirate colonies of that area?” Jungo folded his arms as he asked. 

“Yep,” Sasha continued to fix her arm without another word beyond that. 

“So … You just found a Vin’lek pup while… Stuck on that planet?”

“Found her after I was deployed,” she corrected him. 

Feeling he should change the subject to some degree, Jungo sighed, “Your injures were… From there?”

“That they were.”

“Why did you not simply get an AI assistant for repairs like these?” As’gur interrupted. “Instead of such a violent beast?” Breka looked up at him and growled, causing As’gur to take a step back. 

“Breka, behave,” Sasha mumbled without taking her eyes off of her arm. Breka immediately relaxed and continued to chew at her food. “It’s as simple as I told the Cap’n… Breka’s built better. It’s something you gotta experience to understand.”

“There’s no arguing logically with a human,” As’gur puffed up his feathers and stomped away with Tau’ta by his side. 

Jungo looked as though he wanted to remain, but stayed a while longer. “Your pe, er… Friend… Breka… That’s a nice name.” He cleared his throat. 

“Yep, she’s a beaut, named her after an old friend of mine.” Sasha leaned back in her chair and took a deep breathe of her cigarette. “Tell ya what, I’ll catch up with ya later Jungo, I’m gonna fix up this arm then head on down to the mess hall. Sound aight to you?”

“Um, y-yes, sorry to have disturbed.” Jungo nodded respectively before moving out the door. He stopped and turned around for a moment, “For what it’s worth… Breka is a good name,” he turned to leave. 

Sasha smiled, “Charming fella, eh Breka?” She turned to see her companion half asleep already. 



HEY YOU! How’s it going? It was a pleasure to work on this arch of the short stories I’m doing to pass time during my last year of university. Once again don’t forget, if you have any prompts you want me to work on just send me them, tag me in them, anything at all! I will put them in the que if I like em! All my stories are connected so never fear, old characters will always come back! Until next time, Fly safe fellow Explorer’s of the unknown.


Pairing: Steve x Reader
Words: 1018
Requested by Anonymous:  Hey, can I request something? Its okay if not. Could you write a cute Steve x reader fic where Steve walks in on reader taking a shower and gets all flustered and leaves, and maybe he can’t look at reader without blushing anymore, just adorable steve 

You continued singing to the song playing from your speaker as you got out of the shower. You dried off your body pretty well before throwing your hair up in a towel to dry some while you got dressed.

           Just as you were about to put on your underwear, the door swung open, making you scream involuntarily.

           “I’m so sorry,” Steve stood there frozen as you did your best to cover yourself up, “Sorry,” he said again, backing out of the room and closing the door again.

           You felt bad for Steve. He looked so embarrassed that he had walked in on you. You had to assure him that it was okay. You didn’t want him to feel bad.

           You hurriedly got dressed and got your hair down out of the towel so you could go find him. You hurried through rooms, but Steve was nowhere to be found. Had he really left completely?

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Nouveau Départ  | 02

Originally posted by jjeonguk

humor | angst | smut | fluff | smartalec!jungkook | spoiled!reader

word count: 4.5k

Its January, the start of another shitty year at Mendia High and your vivacious parents are coming in 2 months for a report on how you’re doing in the aspects of grades, reputation and of course the long awaited–dating. This means 8.7 weeks to change your attitude–60 days to pull up your grades–1,440 hours to land a decent boyfriend. There is nobody decent enough to help you–therefore you have no choice but to turn to the schools’ derisive dweeb, Jeon Jungkook. Watch yourself struggle to cope with the smart-assed boy as he tries to transform you into a changed lady that everyone would look at differently.”      

“You look like shit.”

“I know.” Yoongi’s bluntness makes you smile a little—even through your sleepy state. You’ve stayed up for so many hours, doing research for the school’s dumb debate team. Now you were enervated and restless due to your now-disturbed slumber pattern.

“Alright, good you acknowledge it—but would you like to explain why?” the terrible audio of the facetime feature does his soothing voice no justice, but you can still make out what he’s trying to say.

“No,” you sigh and continue. “But I don’t want you to threaten to spank my ass even if you’re pretty fucking far away from me right now.”

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so this guide is going to be a very very basic overview of what it’s like to WORK AT DISNEY WORLD (pt. 1)! i have a somewhat in depth knowledge of the process and what it’s actually like to be working there because i worked there doing the college program for 5 months. this will be a v v basic overview though and maybe if i feel like it, i’ll do a college program version as well, but here it is!! please like or reblog if you found this helpful!!

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answering asks!

been a while since i answered some QUESTIONS so here we go

remember to check my faq before asking! thanks!

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죄라 (4)

Im Jaebum x Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Genre: Angst

Summary: “How do you antifreeze?” “How?” “Steal her blanket”

Author’s Note: Spoiler; it is a little bit of a pun fest, and I refuse to apologise for it. Thank you for reading!

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

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First Degree Burns Part 3

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean x Reader (eventually)

Summary: Firefighter!AU. Dean is the new firefighter than has recently moved in, unbeknownst to you. You hear screaming and shouting outside of your house and waste no time to help those in need. You find out your neighbour’s son is still in the house and run in to save him. But can you?

Word Count: 2230

Beta: @misticty – Thanks dude, you are awesome!

A/N – For @thing-you-do-with-that-thing’s Favourite Things Challenge with the prompt: Firefighter!AU. This is Part 3. And it is for her SPN Hiatus Writing Challenge - Week 17 with the prompt: ‘tell me something I don’t know about you.’

Catch Up Here

Originally posted by canonspngifs

It’s okay, I know how hard it is to lose someone you love.’ A look of sorrow passed over your face as you thought about worse times, a smile mimicked his previous one. ‘I know what it’s like to lose a child, I wouldn’t wish that upon anyone else.’

Dean’s face had grown pale. He didn’t know what it felt like to lose a child but he had lost his mother and Sam’s mother. He couldn’t think about the pain and despair, it was a heartbreaking thought that he didn’t want to conjure, he couldn’t think about losing another loved one especially his little boy.

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