in that last gif you can see it in his face

Peter Parker (Tom Holland) Imagine: Savior

Summary: Peter saves you when Flash begins to get a little bit too handsy

Requested: Yes
–> “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” And “You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.” combined into one with Peter Parker please? Btw I love your writing!

A/N: fucking pissed cause tumblr deleted all of this and so now I’m writing it again

Warnings: none


To say that Peter Parker had a crush on you was a complete understatement. The boy was head over heels in love with you. He thought he had it bad with Liz, but with you it was a whole other level. In fact, his infatuation with you was the sole reason he dragged Ned to this party with him.

Peter had over heard some fellow classmates talking in the hallway about how Flash was planning on asking you out tonight. And Peter simply couldn’t just stand by and let that happen.

His soft brown eyes scanned over the crowds of people hoping to find the one angel that stood out above all of them, but to his dismay all he saw were strangers.

Apparently Flash has many friends from other schools cause Peter only knew a handful of the kids that he could see.

“Do you see her anywhere, Ned?”

“No. Maybe we should split up. Cover more ground, you know?”

“Yeah, good idea.”

Ned headed off in one direction, and Peter in the other. Peter wondered off through the different crowds of people searching for the girl of his dreams.

He said a few hellos to some people he knew from the robotics club, the school band and the academic decathlon team.

He was just about to give up on finding you when he suddenly heard the beautiful sound of your laugh.

Peter jerked his head around and saw you leaning against a wall surrounded by a group of your friends, one of them which was obviously telling a funny story.

Peter admired the way your soft curls perfectly framed your face and how the crop top and high waisted jeans you were wearing hugged your body in all the best ways.

Peter felt his heart begin to beat rapidly when his eyes connected with yours from across the room. You gave him a soft smile and a small wave and Peter is still not quite sure how his brain got the message to the rest of his body to return the gesture.

But the beautiful moment was quickly cut short by Flash pushing through the wall of your friends and placing an arm above your head.

Peter didn’t have to be near to know what Flash was saying when he saw his mouth begin to move. He knew he was asking you out.

Peter heard his heart pounding in his ears as he watched the horrific scene unfold before him. It wasn’t until he saw you flip Flash off that he was able to breathe again.

But soon the relief disappeared once again as he watch Flash grab your wrist and pull you into his chest. Peter realized all your friends had scattered once Flash walked up and there was no one to come to your rescue.

Now, Peter knew you were a tough girl that could fend for herself, but he also knew how relentless Flash could be. And the thought of anything happening to you was enough to send him across the room in a matter of seconds until he was standing between you and Flash.

Peter felt your fingers grip the back of his shirt and it was the fear in them that caused the sanity in his brain to blur. Peter no longer cared if he used his Spidey strength to harm the ass hole that threatened the girl he loved.

Peter sent Flash flying across the room into a glass door that lead into his backyard.

Peter felt the eyes of everyone at the party on him. He knew everyone was wondering how the scrawny kid from gym class that could barely do a pull up managed to send a man flying across the room.

Peter was about to panic when he heard your soft voice pull him back to reality.

“Peter? Can we please get out of here?”

There was no hesitation. Peter had grabbed your hand and was leading you out of the house.

Once you two had safely exited, Peter began to lead you down the street.

“Where are we headed?”

“I-I can’t go home. Not like this.”

It was then that Peter saw the tears in your eyes which only angered him more. He pulled you into his side and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

“We can go back to my apartment. It isn’t far, and May won’t mind if you stay over.”

Peter felt the girl nod and began to lead her in the direction of his home.

The two fell into a comfortable silence until you finally spoke up.

“Please don’t think I’m a baby for crying… I’m used to guys hitting on me and I’ve gotten quite good at shutting them down. I’m just not used to them beginning to get physical with me and it freighted me. Thank you, Peter, for saving me.”

The fear in the your voice when you spoke of Flash’s actions was almost enough to send Peter back into the house to end the bully for good.

“I’ll always protect you, Y/N. No matter what.”

Peter was too focused on getting the two home safely to notice the smile that crossed your face, but he did notice the way your small fingers gripped his shirt tighter.

After a short while of walking, you and Peter had finally reached his apartment.

Peter lead you quietly into his room, careful not to wake his aunt up.

Although he knew May wouldn’t mind the girl staying over, he also knew she would never stop teasing him about having a girl sleep in his room. Especially one as pretty as you.

Peter opened up one of his drawers and pulled out some clothes for you to change into.

“Here you go. I’ll sleep on the couch and you can take the be-”

“No! I um… sorry. Can you, um, sleep in here? With me?”

Peter didn’t think he’d ever hear such beautiful words leave someone’s mouth.

Peter nodded his head and turned around to give you privacy to change. He stared at his poster of the periodic table until he heard you clear your voice, signaling to him that he could turn around.

Peter felt his cheeks grow red as he looked over your attire.

His t-shirt hung loosely off your body and his sweatpants were bunched up at the bottom due to him being a few inches taller than you. You looked completely adorable.

You shifter your eyes to the floor under his intense gaze.

“Do I look bad or something?”

“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.“

A smile grew across your face as Peter crossed the room and took your hand in his to lead you to his small twin sized bed.

Peter laid down on his back and pulled you to lay on top of him. You laid your head on his chest and Peter began to run his fingers through your hair.

The soothing gesture and the sound of his heart beat was enough to send you to sleep in a matter of minutes.

—The Next Morning—

You were pulled from your dreaming state as the sunlight crept in through Peter’s window.

You lifted your head up and couldn’t help but smile at how adorable Peter looked as he slept.

His brown curls were scattered in different directions. His soft pink lips were slightly parted and a soft blush was spread across his cheeks.

You reached your hand up to push a loose curl out of his face and Peter’s eyes began to flutter open at the soft touch.

A smile spread across his face as he leaned into your touch.

"Good morning, sleepy head.” You whispered.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Peter replied in his husky morning voice.

His eyes widened as he realized what he said but the soft giggle that escaped your lips calmed him in a matter of seconds.

“I should go. My parents are probably worried sick.”

Peter frowned at the loss of warmth as your body left his.

He watched as you picked up your clothes from the floor. You turned and gave him one last smile before your hand reach out to grab the door handle but his voice stopped you from opening it.

“You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.”

You bit your lip and turned around to see Peter already standing behind you smirking.

“I can do you one better.”

Confusion crossed his face as you gripped the front of his shirt and pulled his lips into yours.

The kiss lasted a few short seconds but they were the best seconds of his life.

Peter watched you walk out of his apartment with a goofy, lovestruck grin on his face.

He had finally got the girl of his dreams.



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(do you want me to keep going? because i can…)


[ You find out Jax has been cheating on you ]

Don’t fucking touch me,” you snarled. 

Jax reached a hand towards you. “Babe - “ 

You pointed a finger at Jax, cutting his words off completely. Your eyes flamed with rage. “Don’t.”

Jax let out a loud sigh. He knew he had messed up this time. “Can you at least talk to me?” 

You swallowed hard and ran your tongue over your teeth as you contemplated what you would even say to him. Things had been tense with Jax lately, especially with all the shit going on with the club. But Jax had a crossed a line. When things hadn’t been going so great with you, Jax had sought comfort in the arms of another woman. You didn’t know her name, but you had seen her around. She was a new croweater, and she was all too happy to crawl into bed with your old man. Jax had been seeing her for weeks, apparently, and you had no idea until tonight. You had walked into Jax’s room at the clubhouse twenty minutes earlier, thinking you would apologize for all the fighting that had happened between the two of you lately. You wanted to make things right between you and your old man again, and you knew the first step was an apology. But all that sincerity bullshit blew out the window the second you opened the door to see him on top of that skinny bitch. In a moment of rage, you knocked everything off the top of his dresser, then you turned on your heel, slammed the door, and stomped away. Jax had pulled on his jeans and followed you down the hallway, begging you to stop. Now here you were, in the middle of the clubhouse having an all out screaming match.

“What do you want me to say, Jax?” you shouted. You threw your hands up in the air, exasperated beyond belief. “You’re sleeping with another woman!”

Jax opened his mouth to say something, but he knew there was nothing he could say or do that would fix things. So he closed his mouth and just let you yell at him.

“I mean, what the fuck, Jax?” you shook your head. You couldn’t believe any of this was happening. You noticed a few beer bottles scattered on top of the bar, and you considered lobbing a few at Jax’s stupid head. “We’ve been together too long for you to be pulling this shit!” You stared at the empty bottles for a moment, then you turned back to him. “How long has this been going on?” 

“Y/N, I don’t - “ 

“Tell me, Jax,” you demanded. “Was it a one-time thing? Have you been screwing around with her for months? What?”

Jax sighed. “Y/N, don’t.”

“Answer the question.”

Jax’s jaw tightened. “It’s happened more than once.” 

You felt your eyes stinging as the words echoed in your head. You clenched your jaw and looked into Jax’s blue eyes, both of you unable to speak. You threw your hands up and shrugged. “I’m done.” 


“You look like shit.”

You glanced up to see Gemma staring at you, a look of total amusement on her face. 

“Good morning to you too, Gemma,” you sighed. You had hoped you could sneak into the house you had shared with Jax and grab the rest of your things without it turning into some dramatic show, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen. Not with Gemma around.

Gemma had no idea you and Jax had split yet. It had been a few days now, and she was still in the dark about what had happened. Gemma loved you, and she especially loved that you were Jax’s old lady. You knew she was going to lose her shit when she found out you had broken up. She’d be even more pissed when she found out why.

“What’s wrong with you, baby?” Gemma asked, her face growing serious as soon as she realized you weren’t in your usual happy mood. She glanced to the living room, her eyes narrowing as she looked over the stack of boxes and bags haphazardly scattered about.

Jax had been calling and texting you for the last two days, ever since the night you found him in bed with another woman. You hadn’t answered a single call or responded to a single text. You didn’t want to hear anything he had to say. You were angry, and you were hurt. You didn’t care if you ever laid eyes on Jax Teller again. In fact, you were pretty sure you would be better off if you didn’t. There was nothing he could say that would change that. 

“Nothing, Gem,” you answered, setting your purse down on the kitchen table. You didn’t want to have this conversation with Gemma.

“Don’t lie to me, sweetheart.” She took a seat at the table. “Tell me what’s going on.”

“I’m fine,” you insisted, “I’m just tired.”

She glanced towards the living room again. “You heard from Jax lately? He won’t pick up his phone.”

You sighed. It was already clear Jax hadn’t told Gemma what was going on, and it was becoming clear that he had no plans to. You knew you were going to have to tell her the truth, and it wasn’t going to be pretty. You were like a daughter to Gemma. She had even been hinting at you and Jax getting married soon. She would be pissed with Jax as soon as she found out the truth.

“I haven’t talked to Jax,” you responded, not looking at Gemma. “I’m sure he’s fine.” At that moment, your phone lit up. Jax was calling. You hit ignore.

Gemma narrowed her eyes and stared at you. “Something you wanna tell me?”

“Gemma – “

“Tell me.”

You could tell Gemma wasn’t going to let this go until you told her the truth. 

“Jax and I broke up, Gem,” you finally admitted. “A few days ago.”


You shrugged. “I thought he’d have told you by now.” 

She stood, saying nothing more. She stomped her leather boot clad feet out of the kitchen and towards the front door.  


You pulled into the TM lot, wondering to yourself if this was a good idea. Gemma had stormed away from the house so fast, you were sure she was on her way to kill Jax. While you knew he kind of deserved it, you figured you should probably stop her from doing too much damage before it was too late. 

You entered the clubhouse to see it relatively empty. You turned to see Chibs standing off to your right. He had witnessed the demise of your relationship a few days earlier, and he knew what you were going through. “Hey, love,” he greeted. He walked towards you and threw an arm around your shoulders in a friendly hug. “It’s good to see you again.”

You smiled weakly and nodded your head. “Have you seen Gemma?” 

Before Chibs had time to answer, Gemma’s voice echoed from the main office. She stomped her way through the clubhouse, bypassing you completely and heading straight for Jax’s room. You sucked in a deep breath and looked back at Chibs with a sarcastic smile. “Found her.”

You hurriedly followed Gemma down the hallway. You had arrived just in time to keep her from totally murdering Jax. She snatched open the door to Jax’s room. Jax was sitting on his bed, lacing up his shoes.

“Hey, ma,” he smiled. Then he saw you behind Gemma. He stood up quickly. “Hey, babe, I’ve been trying to call you all – “

“Don’t call me babe,” you groaned. 

“What the hell, Jackson?” Gemma demanded. Jax’s face fell. “What’d you do to her?”

“Mom, this is really none of your business,” Jax insisted, stepping towards Gemma. You watched from the hallway. You had to admit, it was getting interesting.

“The hell it is!” Gemma retorted, “What the hell’s wrong with you?”

“Mom – “ 

You decided you had heard enough of the conversation. You walked away from Jax’s room and listened to their voices trail off as they continued to argue.


“Hey, babe.” 

You turned to see Jax standing behind you. You had stopped by the clubhouse to grab what was left of your belongings from Jax’s room. You were sure this would be the last time you would every set foot in there, and you were determined to do it without running into Jax. He and some of the other guys were supposed to be on a run, but it seemed it had been cut short. 

“Can we talk?” he asked, his voice quiet and unsure. He sounded tired, and he looked even worse. His hair was greasy as it hung in his face. His blue eyes looked sad. He had been beating himself up for the past two weeks over what he had done to you. He couldn’t remember now why he had ever started this thing with the croweater. It was toxic from the beginning. He already knew that before he ever let her into his bed. He ended everything with her the night you had caught them together. At the time, he had been in his own world, oblivious to the pain he was causing you. That night woke him up. It wasn’t an excuse, but it was all he had.

“What do you want, Jax?” you sighed. “I’m kind of busy.”

“I made a mistake,” Jax stated. He sounded broken.

You said nothing, turning your eyes back to packing the box in front of you.

He took another step closer to you. “Y/N – “

“Jax, just go.”

“Please – “


He turned and walked out of the room, head low and eyes to the ground. He realized he had messed up, and now he was grasping at any attempt he could think of to fix things.

Gemma approached Jax as he walked into the front of the clubhouse. He looked up at her, his blue eyes heavy.

“Won’t talk to you, huh?”

Jax sighed. “No.” He looked at the floor for a few seconds. “I messed up, ma.”

“I know, baby,” Gemma told him matter-of-factly.

Jax rubbed his hand down his face and let out a deep, shaking breath. “What did I do?”

“You lost the best thing that ever happened to you,” Gemma responded, giving Jax an all-knowing look. “Now what are you gonna do about it?”

Jax looked down at his feet. “I gotta get her back.” He shook his head. “I just don’t know how.”

“You’ll figure something out, baby.” Gemma told him, placing a finger under his chin and smiling. “You always do.”

Imagine Chris sending you off at the airport.

A/N: You could read this as a one shot, or as a sequel to the ‘Imagine face masks and pillow talk with Chris’. I just thought I’d write one final fluff piece before I venture to Japan myself and disappear from your dashes for a while. I’ll be back, so stay with me. ❤️

You and Chris walked hand in hand as you made your way to the departure hall. You’d checked in and spent the last two hours hanging out at Starbucks with Chris, just talking about small nothings as you savored your last moments with your ever loving boyfriend. You looked over at him as he quietly walked beside you, deep in his own thoughts, and smiled. The next nine months weren’t going to be easy, but hey, at least you knew Chris wasn’t going anywhere.

“Are you okay?” You squeezed his hand to get his attention and he turned to you with a nod, smiling. “Are you sure?” You chuckled softly. “Because you look a million miles away. What’s wrong?” You asked, gently brushing your thumb up and down his hand.

“Other than the fact that the love of my life is leaving me today?” He quizzed rhetorically and you chuckled when he did. “Nothing,” he shook his head. “I’m just- I’m thinking about work, Infinity War is approaching and- that’s my last ride as Captain America. Saying goodbye to him will be as hard as saying goodbye to you today,” he joked with a chuckle filled with limited humor.

“You know Marvel’s going to offer you another contract if you want one,” you told him and he pressed his lips together, nodding. “But you don’t, you want to pursue something beyond that and that’s okay. You don’t have to feel pressured by anyone to do anything,” you assured him with a light squeeze of his hand. “Yes, saying goodbye will be hard, but- sometimes saying goodbye is the best thing you can do.”

“Whoa,” he chuckled. “Are you trying to break up with me?” He joked and you laughed, rolling your eyes. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” He took his hand out of yours and wrapped an arm around you instead. “We’ll see when the time comes. Thank you for always being so supportive,” he kissed your hair and you smiled. “You really are my rock, aren’t you?”

“I’d like to think so,” you grinned at him and he chuckled. “Let’s hope you don’t crash and burn without me,” you teased him then kissed his jawline as a laugh erupted from his throat. “And vice versa, because we all know I’m not very good at surviving without oh Evans, my Captain.”

“You’ll be fine,” he planted another kiss in your hair.

“As will you,” you smiled and wrapped an arm around his waist.

The gate was now in sight and you knew it was time to say your goodbyes, which neither of you wanted to; it was evident from the way the two of you slowed your paces. You tightened your grip on his waist, as he tightened his around you. There was nothing else to be said, you both knew you loved each other and were going to miss each other like crazy; your phones were always going to be on so the other could call, text, or FaceTime at any point in time; Chris was going to use both the Snapchat and Instagram accounts you got him to keep you up to date and to keep up to date with you; and he’d get you a plane ticket if ever you needed to see him in person, and vice versa. Everything had been planned and talked about, now you just had to let go of each other.

“You sure you have everything?” Chris asked as he passed you your handbag; you nodded and pulled your arm away from him as he took his off you. “Okay, if anything goes wrong- I want you to call me immediately. I don’t care what time it is, where I am, or what I’m doing- I’ll find someway to get out of work to fly to you and bring you home safely,” he told you and you chuckled at his protective nature. “I mean it, Y/N. Do not hesitate to call, okay?”

“Okay,” you smiled.

“Please be safe,” he cupped your face in his hands and rubbed small circles into your cheeks. “I know you’re well-traveled, but still.” You chuckled and nodded in response. “Take lots of photos, okay? I want to see what you’re up to, and I’ll do the same so you can see what I’m up to.” You nodded again, knowing if you spoke- you’d somehow break down crying. “God, I love you.” He said as he pulled you into his arms for a warm hug.

“I love you too,” you fought the urge to cry as you hugged him back as tightly as you could. You felt him plant a kiss on the top of your head, squeeze you tightly one last time before he pulled away. “Good luck with Infinity War, Captain.” You placed a hand on his face, brushing his cheek with your thumb. “I’m sure you’re going to nail it as always.”

“Thanks, baby.” He placed a hand over yours then dipped his head to meet your lips for a tender, yet incredibly passionate kiss. It was such a pure moment of utter affection that you wished there were paparazzi lurking around to capture it, so you could have it with you while being away from him. “I’m going to miss you,” he whispered as he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours.

“I’m going to miss you too.”

He pecked your lips the pulled away, adjusting your scarf for you before beckoning his head at the departure hall gates. You took a deep breath and nodded with a smile as you turned away from him and walked towards it. When you glanced back, you saw Chris hold up a hand and smile. You noticed that his eyes were watery, like yours were; both your hearts ached simultaneously.

“I love you,” he mouthed.

“I love you too,” you mouthed back.

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Coincidence: Chapter 5

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4 

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

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

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings: Cursing/Swearing

Word Count: 1,820 

Jungkook stared at you with a look of confusion on his face as you recovered from your minor heart attack.

“O-oh, hey, You must be Kookie’s friend!” you managed to cough out.

“Tae, this is my friend (Y/N), she’s being a bit weird today so don’t mind her, she’s on her period,” he whispered the last part while eyeing you, hoping you wouldn’t hear his little joke.

You scowled at Jungkook, slapping his arm. You opened your mouth to make a witty remark about Jungkook’s possible career as a stripper when a laugh, presumably from V, interrupted you.

“You guys are so childish, I can see why you’re friends,” he said with a closed-eye smile.

You narrowed your eyes at him, what was he getting at? When you first encountered him in the ally that night he seemed so dark and serious and now he was happy and light-hearted. You didn’t trust him, not at all.

“Let’s go inside, I’m tired from all that eating,” Jungkook laughed as he pushed past V, leaving you and V alone.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but stay away from Kookie,” you warned him.

His smile fell and he narrowed his eyes.

“I’d be careful if I were you, wouldn’t want such a pretty doll like you to get hurt,” he muttered as he walked into the apartment.

You followed him into the living room taking a seat on the couch next to Jungkook.

“What took you guys so long?” Jungkook questioned as V sat down on the old recliner beside the couch.

“Just getting to know you’re friend, Jungkook, don’t worry,” V said, reaching for the remote. “Wanna watch some TV?”

You and Jungkook both nodded. You leaned back as the blank TV screen lit up and Spongebob took up the screen. Jungkook jumped up with excitement, he loved Spongebob, he was such a child sometimes. 

You all watched the episode in peace, making small talk every now and then. You kept a close eye on V throughout the episode. You didn’t trust him. You didn’t know whether or not he was still salty about you helping Jackson get away that night, so you had to keep your guard up. 

Once the episode ended Jungkook skipped through the channels for a bit before ultimately deciding that you guys would watch one of the horror movies he owned.

“I’ll look for the movie and you guys can gather some snacks in the kitchen, I should have a bunch of stuff in there so it shouldn’t be a problem,” Jungkook said as he walked off, leaving you alone with V.

You both stood on opposite sides of the kitchen, him looking in the cupboards for some extra candy and you by the microwave watching the popcorn bag inflate. You worked quietly with no intention to speak to him, honestly, he scared you. He scared you because, one, he was taller than you and that just made him even more intimidating, two, his voice was so deep it gave you chills, and three, he was kind of part of the mafia so he could kill you at any moment.

“Do you like red or black licorice?” his smooth voice resonated throughout the kitchen.

You turned your head from the microwave over to V, who was waving two different bags of licorice at you.

“Jungkook prefers black licorice,” you say as the microwave beeped, signaling that the buttery popcorn was finally ready.

“But I asked you, not Jungkook,” he pouted.

“Just take the black licorice, it doesn’t matter, I just won’t eat it.”

“Then I’ll take the red licorice,” he said shoving the black licorice back into the cupboard.

He was stubborn, just like a child. It was sort of funny in a way, how a mafia leader, someone who kills, can start pouting over licorice.

“I can take the popcorn if you want so you can get some drinks,” he offered, putting his hand out.

“Alright…” it seemed strange, why would he offer to take the popcorn instead of getting the drinks himself?

You handed over the popcorn and headed towards the refrigerator. One thing Jungkook had an abundance of, other than food, were beverages. You didn’t know how he was able to afford all these different things. At first, your hunch about him being a stripper seemed good enough for you, but now the possibility that Jungkook could be involved in the mafia settled in. You wouldn’t take Jungkook for the bad apple type, sure he was an asshole sometimes but he was overall a good guy. You tried to convince yourself that V had a second job and that Jungkook met him there, but the thought of Jungkook in the mafia still lingered at the back of your mind.

You grabbed three bottles at random and shut the door.

“Hurry up, (Y/N)! I swear you take so long to choose one god damn drink!” Jungkook whined from his place on the couch.

“Well, I’m sorry, after all, I am on my period!” you mocked him from earlier, giggling.

You walked in the living room and froze. Now you knew why V had elected to take the popcorn. If you had taken the popcorn there was a slight chance that you could’ve passed it off to Jungkook to avoid sitting by V, but, since he took the popcorn, you had to sit next to V away from Jungkook. He knew you were trying to avoid him, but why did he even care in the first place?

“Something wrong?” Jungkook’s head was turned in your direction with a slight look of concern etched on his face, you had been acting way out of whack since you two had gotten back to the apartment and now he was actually getting worried.

“N-no, everything’s just fine” you gulped as Jungkook’s eyes widened.

“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of dolls, (Y/N)! You’re such a kid!” he laughed, eyes scrunching up.

You moved your attention to the TV, Jungkook had chosen to watch Annabelle. You did have a slight fear of dolls, but, for the most part, you could handle it. Besides, who wasn’t at least creeped out by Annabelle?

You ignored him and decided to take a seat, not wanting to cause too much of a distraction.

You had made sure that you acted terrified at certain parts of the movie so Jungkook wouldn’t suspect anything was out of the ordinary.

When the credits were over you turned towards V, who had left his spot on the couch to start cleaning up a bit. Overall, he hadn’t done much to raise any suspicions during the movie, other than give you some weird looks every now and then. Your suspicions about him taking the popcorn on purpose were lowered, maybe he just wanted to sit by Jungkook. However, you were still uneasy around him.

Then you turned towards Jungkook, who had fallen asleep close to the movie’s end. His mouth was open and some drool was spilling out. You giggled at the fact that he called you a child when he still slept like one.

“Kookie, wake up,” you pushed him softly, hoping he could at least say goodbye before you had to walk home.

“Kookie, I have to go walk home now, ok? I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jungkook quickly stood up at the sound of you walking home, as if he had never been asleep.

He scrambled towards the coffee table in front of the couch where he had left his phone and turned it on. The screen lit up as he checked the time: 9:32 PM.

“No, (Y/N), you can’t walk home alone! It’s too dangerous,” he looked towards you.

“But I can’t stay here, Kookie, I have classes tomorrow. Besides you can’t walk me home, you’re too tired, I’d have to drag you to my apartment. I’ll be fine, man, don’t worry,” you lied, the truth was that you just didn’t want to stay in the same area as V any longer, you didn’t know what he would try to pull.

Jungkook frowned at you for a minute when suddenly his eyes brightened up.

“Tae, come here!” he called over his shoulder to where V was in the kitchen.

“Yea?” V walked back to the living room to see Jungkook with pleading eyes.

“Can you please walk (Y/N) home, man.”

“Of course, anything for a friend,” V smirked, worrying you to death.

After everything was cleaned up and you said your goodbyes to Jungkook, you both headed out the door. Everything was quiet. You kept as much distance as you could from V, but it was difficult considering that the sidewalks were so small. You shoved your hands in your pockets and looked up at the few stars in the sky. The downside to living in the city was all the pollution covering up the pretty night sky every night.

“More stars than usual tonight, huh,” V stopped, his head turned towards the sky.

“Yeah, I guess,” you muttered, continuing on your journey back to your apartment.

You turned the corner onto your street, V following closely behind.

“I wouldn’t trust Jackson if I were you,” he said as he caught up with you.


“He’s an expert liar, he could pull you into his web and leave you broken.”

“What are you going on about?”

“Don’t act so innocent, you know what I’m talking about, Jackson Wang, your little boyfriend.”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you scowled at him.

“That’s beside the point, he will use you. The little monster doesn’t see you as friends, trust me.”

“Okay, first of all, why are you even trying to help me? Second of all, why should I trust you, you’re probably furious with me for helping Jackson escape your murderous hands!” you poked him in the chest, making him frown.

“I am bothered, but my fight’s not with you, it’s with Jackson. He’s the one that owes me money.”

“Then stop bothering me!”

“I’m just trying to get you out of this, doll. Like I said, it would be such a shame for a pretty little thing like you to get hurt,” he caressed your cheek while looking you up and down, sending shivers down your spine.

“Don’t touch me,” you slapped his hand away from your face.

“Fine, just remember I know where you live now sweetheart, and, if I see Jackson anywhere near here, I will shoot on sight,” he threatened.

Your eyes widened as you tried to stay calm.

“You can leave now, I’m sure Jungkook is waiting for you.”

“Stay safe, sweetheart,” he smirked as he turned around, heading back to Jungkook’s apartment.

As soon as he was out of sight you ran up the staircase onto your floor and into your apartment. You quickly got your phone out and dialed a number.

“I need to see you as soon as possible.”

Well, here it is after a million years :). Thank you guys for your patience and I hope you stay tuned because I will try to update as frequently as I can :)))


Summary: Getting the same order every day following the afternoon classes you took at the University, your life had been your education. That is until Kylo, a Barista at Java the Hutt’s cafe, walked into it. Suddenly, your world was stained by love and Kylo’s past, causing everything to change.

A/N: @cryxlowrites​ and I have decided that we’re gonna post this once a day since we’ve almost finished writing it and we have more au’s in store so expect another one tomorrow! Enjoy, feedback is welcomed!

Warning: None

Word Count: 8.7K+

Tagging: @stressedoutkylo

YOU WHAT?!” Rey exclaimed on her end of the line, nearly blowing your ear out. “He actually asked you out?! And you actually said yes?!” She shrieked as you couldn’t help but laugh. “I didn’t think it’d actually happen but, I mean, what are the chances? Right? Wow, this is great! You’re gonna dress hot, right?

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Imagine finding out something amazing with Chris.

A/N: Part 4! Let’s call this one the calm before the storm. 😏 You can read the previous parts here: (‘Charlotte Rose’ - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3) and (‘Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts’; 'Baby Fever’; 'Memory Lane’; and 'Little Ones’ - Masterlist) Enjoy. X

You’d entered the kitchen with your phone against your ear and a print of your completed script in your hand. You were on the phone with Alex, discussing the meetings he’d line up for you that day. You’d finally finished after months of hard work and were up to meeting with production companies and their chosen directors to make your pitch and hear theirs, as well as decide on who you wanted to trust with 'Charlotte Rose’ as it was a script that meant a lot to you. You’d already declined numerous production companies and their directors with only one company left; 'Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’. You were hoping things would work out, otherwise you were going to have to revisit or put the script aside until the right director came along.

The story was about Charlotte Rose, a blind violinist, who traveled the world inspiring those with disabilities aspiring to be musicians. You’d gotten the idea on your last day in Rome while you were on your romantic trip with your husband. You were checking out of the hotel when you heard beautifully played music coming from the hotel’s café. You’d always loved the melodies that violins offered, so you left Chris to deal with the bags while you made a detour.

It surprised you when you saw that the musician was blind, but what surprised you even more was how kind and positive she was when you spoke with her. You didn’t have a lot of time to speak with her as your cab was waiting for you, but by the end of the ten minute conversation, you’d decided Rosita’s story was one worth telling. You told her you were a screen wright and asked if she would be okay with you loosely basing a story around her. She was very touched by the offer and even gave you her contact detail if you ever needed to ask her any questions about anything. Other than you and Chris, she was the only other person who got to review your script the second you were done with it; you’d personally read the whole thing from cover to cover and recorded it like an audiobook just for her, because without her, you wouldn’t have a story to tell.

“Bud, you can’t just eat all the marshmallows and not the cereal.” You heard Chris tell your son and you looked over at them, chuckling softly while listening to Alex. “You have to eat it all,” Chris pushed the bowl back towards Jack who’d pushed it away after he claimed he was finished with.

“But Daddy, the marshmallows are the only parts I like.” Jack pouted when Chris pointed at the bowl, facials informing your son he had no choice but to finish it. “Fine,” he huffed and picked up his spoon again, passive-aggressively clinking his spoon against his plastic bowl as he ate his- most likely soggy- cereal.

You tuned back into your phone call when you heard Alex ask for your confirmation, “yeah, I’m going to head over now.” You said and Chris looked up at you with narrowed eyes; he, too, had a meeting he had to leave for now. “See you in a bit,” you bid Alex goodbye then hung up.

“Hey, babe?” Chris called from the dining table.

“Hm?” You hummed; you were too busy gathering your materials to look up at him.

“Are you headed out?” He quizzed and you looked up.

“Yeah,” you nodded as you walked over to kiss your boys goodbye. Jack giggled and squirmed away when you tried to give him a playfully loud smack on the cheek, whereas Chris turned his head to have you meet his lips instead. “I’m going to need you to drop Jack off at preschool today, I’ve got a meeting to run to.” You told him and he pressed his lips together. “What?” You felt your eyes narrow at his expression.

“I’ve got a meeting to run to too,” he answered with a wince. “We’re meeting the writer today to try and convince him or her to give us the movie rights. I told you the other night and you said…” He trailed off when he saw realization pool in your eyes and heard you cuss under your breath. “I’m meant to be leaving now, I just thought I’d help get Jack through breakfast seeing as you were still on the phone with Alex.”

“Oh my God, Chris,” you covered your mouth, “I honestly forgot.”

“You know what, it’s fine.” He chuckled and quickly tried to calm things when he saw you start to run a hand through your hair; an obvious tick when you were stressed out. “I’ll call them and tell them I’m going to be la-”

“No,” you shook your head, letting out a quick breath. “I’ll drop Jack off, you go to your meeting.” Chris tried to argue, but you didn’t give him a chance. “It’s fine, babe. You can’t be late for yours whereas I can afford to because they’re trying to win me over.” You chuckled when he did. “Just go, I’ll see you later.”

“I love you,” he quickly pecked you on the cheek as he got to his feet.

“I love you too,” you smiled and gave him a small wave as he rushed for the front door, disappearing around the corner and down the hallway. “Good luck, Captain,” you called, “you’re going to nail it!”

“You too, sweetheart!” You heard him call back then the front door slam shut.

• • • • • • • •

You spotted Alex waiting outside the restaurant as you pulled into the parking lot. You winced when you saw him tap at his watch and quickly mouthed a “sorry” even though he probably couldn’t see what you were saying. You got out of the car, grabbing your bag and files as you did, and made your way over to him.

“I am so sorry, Alex,” you told him and he chuckled softly; he knew you had a hectic schedule so he couldn’t be too mad at you. “Chris had a meeting to get to and I had to drop Jack off at preschool and there was a huge-”

“Don’t worry about it,” Alex cut you off with a smile. “They’re surprisingly understanding at Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer. Most of them are parents themselves, so they understand what life is like with kids. Plus they’re all so interested in working with you that you could’ve left them waiting an extra hour and they’d still bend over backwards to get you to sign your script over to them.” You chuckled softly at that. “You’re fine, now let’s go in.” He said and led you inside. “I think you’re going to be very happy with the director they’re offering, it’s someone you’ve been wanting to work with for a while now.”

“I think you should know by now that a name isn’t all that’s going to win me over,” you responded with a chuckle and he nodded, sighing. You’d declined a few big names over the past few days, some you’d dreamed about working with since you started in the industry. “I need to know that I can trust the person with my work, Alex. I’m passionate about telling the story right, so if the director can’t meet my vision then- I’m not going to say yes.”

“I know. But trust me,” Alex bit back his smile as he stopped in front of the door of the private room. “This director is definitely going to meet your vision. He’s got a very unique mindset, one that I believe matches yours perfectly. In fact, I’d say he is worthy of being your soulmate.” He commented and you felt your eyes narrow in confusion. You’d no clue what he was talking about, nor were you in the right mind to figure it out; pregnancy brain was kind of kicking your ass a little. “You’ll see what I mean in a second.” He pushed the door open and stepped aside, holding out an arm to gesture you in first. “After you, Y/N.”

You walked into the room and felt your jaw drop at the sight of your husband sitting amongst a small group of men and women. “Chris?” You narrowed your eyes at him; he looked up at you and felt his own jaw drop. “What is happening here?” You asked as you turned to Alex, who was trying his utmost best not to laugh at your reaction.

“This is why they wouldn’t mention names,” Chris mumbled to himself then smiled when he realized what this meant; you were the mysterious nameless writer they wanted him to work with. “Oh my God,” he slapped his knee, grinning excitedly. “I can’t believe I’m finally going to be able to work with my wife.”

“As you can see, your director will be Chris Evans if you choose to sign on with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer,” Alex informed you, smiling. You chuckled with a shake of your head, smiling at Chris who could not wipe his grin from his handsome face. “I thought I’d keep things fair and keep your husband for the last meeting, otherwise you wouldn’t even give the first five a shot.”

“And what makes you think I’m going to give my husband a shot?” You quizzed, smirking at Chris who was trying hard not to laugh. “Just because he’s my husband doesn’t mean I’m just going to trust him with my work, he’s still going to have to win me over.”

“Your wife is a tough one,” you heard one of the Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’s representatives say to Chris and you saw him chuckle and nod in response. “Here we were thinking getting you to direct meant getting her script.” Chris looked up at you, smiling as he chewed on his middle finger. “I guess we were wrong about that,” the man chuckled softly.

“Don’t worry,” Chris dropped his hand, smirking. You bit back your smile as your husband said smugly, “I’m very good at winning her over. Case in point,” he held up his hand, letting his wedding band glisten under the fluorescent light. “Getting her to have a kid was another tough one, but here we are expecting a second one.” You chuckled softly, absent-mindedly smoothing your hand over your belly. “This is going to be a piece of cake. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

“If you say so, Captain,” you felt your own smirk appear as you took your seat opposite Chris. You slid copies of your script across the table at your husband and his employers. “Now let’s see what you’ve got to bring to the table.”

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“Really Matthews ” PT2 - Auston Matthews

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Warnings - the usual cursing and this is a long one guys so hope you love it.


It’s been weeks since I have spoken to both Andy and Auston. With the stunt Auston pulled in the locker room I have shut myself out when it comes to my feelings and relationships with work.

During work I looked put together and unshaped by the event, outside of work every emotion that I was holding back when I saw both of them poured out all at once. The part that hurt the most was that none of them tried to talk to me. I understood some parts but my heart didn’t.

I tied my skate tighter than usual to help my balance. I dreaded today , today was circuits I had to work with every player on the teams and I have never been more nervous. I skated to my corner and I felt a pair off eyes on me the whole time. I never made eye contact with him but I wanted to.

Looking across the ice in the opposite corner of my own was Andy. He gave me a longing look but it instantly faded when he realized I was staring back at him. To the best of my luck Auston was assigned to me first. 30 minutes of training with me and he’s gone. I pushed my feelings to the back of my mind and gave them instruction.

I watched them as they swiveled the puck below and above the ice blocks. Watching each one intently I didn’t realize one of them came out of my view. He stood next to me not saying a word until he realized I knew he was next to me.

“I want to talk to you.” He turned himself towards me and demanded my ears. I scoff and turn myself towards him as well.

“How does it feel to want Matthews?” I glared and turned my attention back to my job. “Do your circuits Matthews.”

Without knowing all eyes were on us. Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched us. I could feel the fumes coming off of me but I have to stay professional. I twirled my finger and they went back to what they were doing.

“Y/N.” he isn’t going to give up isn’t he. “I need to talk to you.”

“Well I don’t need to talk to you. Do you know how bad that hurt? What you did hurt me Auston. You couldn’t keep your mouth shut and embarrassed me In front of everyone. I don’t want to talk to you nor do I need to now do your damn circuits so I can go home and be done with this job.” I shouted bringing all of the attention back to me. I rolled my eyes and skated off of the ice and into the locker room.

I sat on the bench with my hands in my head tears threatened to spill. The door opened but I never looked up. The weight next to me sat in silence for what felt like hours. Deciding to be the bigger person I lift myself up and Auston is yet again next to me.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He fumbled around with his stick and looked back at me. “ I was obviously jealous. What I had with you or still have .. I’m not sure but it meant so much to me. And I get that we were keeping it secret I get that but when he asked you on a date I felt my heart sink. ”

“You can be jealous Aus but that didn’t give you the right to put me in front of the whole team and staff.” I stared at my skates and then back at him.

“I think I wanted to make you feel how I felt. And that I shouldn’t have done. I’m sorry. I would love to start over.” He pleaded looking at me with puppy eyes.

As much as I wanted to jump into his arms and forgive him I just couldn’t. I’m not over how I feel about him but I’m also not over on how he made me feel. I shook my head and watched his head go down to the floor.

“I’m going to keep trying. I’m going to get you back and I won’t stop trying Y/N.” he stood up and gave me a kiss on my head before leaving back to the ice.

/1 week later/

I thought I was going to talk to Auston again after that practice but he hasn’t put in the effort. He said he wouldn’t stop but truth is he never even started.

“You need to stop mopping.” Willy nudged my shoulder as he poured himself some tea. I didn’t take my eyes off the window .

“What should I do?” It was days like this where I felt empty. I’ve always felt empty and lately I have cooped myself up in my apartment every day Willy would come over and try to cheer me up.

“Why don’t we make him jealous.” Was he serious? Willy smirked at me sipping his tea.

“Oh yeah because that went well the first time. And I wasn’t even doing it on purpose.” I rolled my eyes and turned myself around.

“Well maybe this time he’ll realize what he’s missing. Come on? Him and Freddie go to this cafe every Wednesday after practice, if we hurry we can make it.” He is serious. I looked at my shoes debating on if this was a good idea.

It felt like I had just blinked but we already showed up to the cafe. Through the window I can see a quarter of the team sitting at the table. But my eyes drew to a girl sitting beside Auston at the end of the table.

In that moment it felt like I was alone. Alone and angry, betrayed. There was nothing to be upset about. It’s not like Auston and I ever made it official but it still hurt.

“Y/N, you coming?” Willy knocked me out of my trance as he opened the door. I walk in and he stands next to me shoving his hands in his pockets. I could feel eyes on us but never made eye contact.

With out hesitation I slid my hand into Wills pocket intertwining our fingers. He took our hands out of his pockets. It was like he could feel the eyes too. The waiter walked us to our table which was a few away from them. We didn’t glance over once. The tension in the room was unbearable.

“Nervous?” Willy held my hand from across the table. I shrugged and smiled a little. “If you want this to be believable you gotta put the effort Y/N.”

He laughed and it was contagious, I couldn’t help laugh myself. I heard chairs squeak and footsteps come our way. The men toured over us . I turned my head up as well as Will did . Mitch, Mo and in the back behind them was Auston.

“What are you guys doing here.” Mitch laughed nudging Wills shoulder causing him to blush a little.

“On a date Mitchie.” Will shoved him back I tilt my head down smiling . I didn’t want to look at Auston because I could feel his anger. I could feel the tensions rise some more. Will and Mitch kept talking Mo chiming in every other sentence.

“I can’t believe you.” Auston voice erupted through my ears. I look up at him confused.

“Auston don’t.” Mo put his hands on austons chest and pushed him back away from us.

“Nows the time you break your silence.” I spoke up and I couldn’t stop the words from falling out. “I’m on a date Auston , it would be nice if you wouldn’t ruin this relationship like you did the last.”

The look on his face was unbelievable. He was shocked his mouth to the floor along with the others. I turned my head back to Willy and started talking to him. I can see in the side of my eyes all three of them exiting the cafe. Auston looking back at us before he walked out of the door.

“That felt great.” I smiled sighing in relief.

“I’m proud of you, now I’m going to have to worry about him at practice tomorrow.” Will laughed taking a drink of his water.

“Hey I have to be there too so it is going to be both of us that feels his wrath. It’s not going to be much but we can handle it.” It was nice standing up to Auston , but I was nervous. His anger is terrifying but his jealousy is worse. Thinking about Willy I don’t want Auston to hurt him. He’s a great guys and Auston has a bad temper. I don’t know what’s going to happen next and I’m not ready for it.

Word Count:1,500

Warnings: Daddy kink, language

Summary: Bad boy/psychopath Tyler in prison, based off of Heathens music video

Request: can u do a tyler joseph daddy smut

I looked at my reflection in one of the many metal tables around me and centered my thin silver necklace. It was a gift from Tyler and I never took it off. The necklace was just a thin chain, but where someone might put their name or a small heart charm, I instead had “Daddy” in silver, cursive letters hanging delicately around my neck.

I took a deep breath and turned to the prison guard behind me, “I’m ready.”

We walked through the gray, concrete hallway, the only noise being my black heels against the hard surface. The prison guard accompanying me remained stone-faced the whole walk to Tyler’s visiting area. I couldn’t visit Tyler like everyone else got to visit their incarcerated loved ones. He was in the isolation unit. I wasn’t even supposed to get to see him, but he was friendly with some of the guards.

I could vividly remember the moment I showed up on my mother’s doorstep, crying, telling her that Tyler had gotten arrested. She looked down at me, her lips in a tight line, her eyes cold and adamant, and said, “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave him and run as far as you can.” Those were her last words to me before slamming the door in my face. I understood. Hell, I always knew Tyler would end up in prison, and if not prison he’d go somewhere worse.

Tyler had never been mentally stable. He never killed them though. That’s what he told me, even when he came home soaked to the bone in someone else’s blood, he never killed them. I believed him; even when he got sentenced to 25-life in a maximum security prison, he was still innocent to me. No one understood that. But they didn’t see the man that I did. I was his princess, he was my daddy, and I was going to visit him as much as I could.

The six foot something prison guard led me through several locked doors until we finally came to a room. There weren’t any windows, but the single fluorescent light hanging from the ceiling was enough for the teeny tiny room. It was just like a concrete box, except one wall was made up of the bars they use on prison cells. The only difference between this and an actual cell was the table and chairs in the middle.

I muttered a quick thank you as the prison guard pulled out a chair for me. It was the chair facing the bars. This was the chair I always sat in. I liked it because I could see Tyler as they brought him to me. No matter how many men, dressed in their full military uniforms, with their big guns pressed to his back, were with him, his face always lit up when he saw me.

“They’re bringing him down.” The man told me before leaving and locking the heavy metal door behind him.

I knew he was just outside the door, ready to start the clock. Thirty minutes. That’s all the time I got, and I planned on making the most of it.

Being by myself was an adjustment in more ways than one. Tyler and I had gone from having sex five or six times a week to nothing at all. It was torture; especially because Tyler looked great in his orange jumpsuit.

I knew it was wrong. I mean my boyfriend was in prison and all I could think about was sex, but I had always been attracted to the “bad boy” type. So seeing Tyler in handcuffs did something for me and there was nothing I could do about it.

My head snapped up and the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. I smiled and adjusted my cleavage so just enough was spilling out to get Tyler’s attention, but it still looked effortless and natural. Me, of all people, didn’t have a problem with pushing my boobs up to my ears, but Tyler did. Every time I tried to make any sort of advance, he shot me down. I didn’t see why, he was already in here for life with no chance of parole, it’s not like he could any more trouble.

A man, dressed like the SWAT team members I saw on TV, removed the lock from the bars. Then, for the first time this week, I saw Tyler. His face looked pretty banged up, but other than that he looked the same as usual.

When he saw me, he smirked and looked me up and down before being led inside by a group of officers. Once he was inside they sat him down in the chair across from me and re-handcuffed him with the handcuffs that were connected to the table. That meant he was basically chair-bound, which was perfect for me.

After Tyler’s posse finally left us alone, I sat forward in my hard metal chair, “I miss you, daddy.”

“I miss you too babygirl.” He said smiling.

I began slowly dragging my heeled foot up Tyler’s leg, “I miss your eyes, your mouth, your hands, and most of all I miss your-”

Tyler jerked his leg away from me, “Not here (Y/N).”

I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest, “If not here then where? Your five star hotel suite?”

I knew Tyler didn’t like it when I mouthed off, but it wasn’t like he could punish me for it, unfortunately.

“Was that sarcasm I just heard?” Tyler asked, his eyes now dark with what I hopped was lust.

“I’m sorry, but it’s just been soooo long. I need something daddy.” I whined.

Tyler’s eyes flicked up to the security camera on the wall behind me, “I know, but I can’t baby.” He wiggled his handcuffs for emphasis, “You know that.”

I glanced back at the camera and smirked, “I have an idea.”

Getting up from my seat, Tyler’s brown eyes flew to the short hemline of my skirt. I traced a manicured finger along the table as I walked over to where Tyler was sitting. With a little squeezing and shifting, I finally sat in Tyler’s lap, straddling his thighs.

“We have to be quick and quiet, okay?” He told me, glancing toward the door where the prison guard was standing with his back to us.

I grabbed the sides of his face and pressed a desperate kiss to his lips. It had been so long since I’d touched Tyler, let alone kissed him. Tyler, much to his dismay, couldn’t touch me because of the handcuffs, but my hands roamed everywhere. I made sure not one spot was left untouched by my hands or my lips, but I was truly concerned about one spot in particular.

Keeping my lips on his, I lightly palmed Tyler through his boxers until I felt him grow painfully hard beneath me. Tyler attached his lips to my neck, nipping at my sweet spot.

“D-daddy,” I moaned, grinding my hips against his.

Tyler groaned against my neck, “Shit babygirl, keep doing that.”

I brought his face up to mine and connected our lips. I started grinding down on  him as fast and as hard as I could. It was obvious that neither of us were going to last very long. Even though we were both fully clothed, it had been months since anything but my own fingers had touched me down there.

“You’re so fucking beautiful babygirl.” Tyler moaned.

“Oh god daddy, I-I’m gonna-” I tried to warn Tyler before my orgasm washed over me in waves, making my whole body feel tingly in the best way.

I felt Tyler come shortly after me, letting out a long groan and a string of curses.

He placed his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

“I’m sorry daddy, I made a mess on you.” I said, already feeling the moisture drip down my thighs.

Tyler laughed, “God I missed you.”

I laughed too and pressed a quick kiss to his chapped, swollen lips. Tyler turned his head and deepened the kiss, making me moan involuntarily. I was just about to work on Tyler’s neck, when I heard the harsh banging on the door that signalled that our time was up.

I pulled away from Tyler, lightly biting down on his bottom lip before wiggling out of his lap.

Back in my chair, I fixed my hair and the lipstick that had mostly rubbed off on Tyler’s mouth. As if on cue, the prison guard swung open the door and told me it was time to go. But before leaving, I discreetly traced a line up my cilt with my index finger and cleaned it off in my mouth, keeping eye contact with Tyler.

I saw his jaw clench and I smiled, innocently blowing him a kiss before prancing out of the room.


Honestly I’ve seen a lot of Heathens theories but my favorite is that Tyler went crazy and killed Josh so that’s basically what I went with here and idk but I think I might be in love with incarcerated Tyler??????

Also P.S. I kind of based this off of the Harley Quinn and Joker vibes I got from the Suicide Squad trailers 

Wonho Scenario- Morning Sweetness 

Genre: Romance (Warning: Smut)

Your eyes fluttered open, slowly adjusting to the rays of the sun. As your vision became clearer, so did the face that was soundly sleeping in front of you. “ How could such a perfect human being exist?” you thought to yourself as you absorbed all his facial features; his soft thick pink lips, sharp nose, perfectly shaped eyes and eyebrows, and adorable big ears. As you gazed at his peaceful state, a small smile began to form as your index finger grazed over top his luscious lips. You recalled the previous night, unable to forget how his large hands held you, the feeling of his tongue on your skin and the way he whispered your named into your ears.

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.:Imagine Poe being possessive, and sticking up for you:.

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Gif not mine. The man isn’t mine either. Which is a shame.

I kind of changed it up a little bit, because I’m in a protective!character mood.
Possessive has to be written the right way for me or else it kinda comes off creepy, and Poe’s a gentleman, and he loves you, but he’s not creepy, ya know. But yeah. There ya go. I’m really proud of this.

The Resistance had finally won. You’re boyfriend Poe being a huge help with it. The Resistance threw a little celebration to celebrate. (That was awful I’m sorry)

You didn’t get to dress up a lot, due to being a fighter, but you liked it when you did. It was a good change from the everyday.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. You were wearing a beautiful black dress that went to the floor, that held onto your curves in a pleasing way. Not to flashy but lovely. You felt beautiful and let out a deep breath.

Poe came into your and his room to see you looking in the mirror at yourself. You looked wonderful. He smiled and walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.
“You look amazing, Y/N,” he said kissing your cheek. You turned around in his arms.
“Thanks.” You said nervously.

Poe looked at you with concern. “Hey what’s wrong?”

You looked down, “I’m just nervous I guess. This doesn’t happen a lot and I don’t know what will happen.”

Poe hugged you. “Don’t worry so much, okay? It’s gonna be fun, and if anything happens I’m right beside ya, okay?”

You looked up at him smiling, “Thank you, Poe.”

There were a lot of people. It was a little overwhelming, but you were glad to have Poe right beside you.

You both sit at a table and you look around at everyone that was there.
“Hey I’m gonna go get something for us to eat, kay?”

You nodded quickly. “Please do. I’m starving.”

He smiled and left the table.

You followed him with your eyes as he went over to the bar. You realized how lucky you were to have him in your life.
Just then Leia saw you, and came over to talk to you.

Poe ordered a drink for you and him and was waiting for them. A man came up beside him, a little tipsy.

The man nudged Poe’s arm with his own. “Hey, you know that Y/N girl? She looks so hot tonight. Her ass looks amazing in that dress.” Okay so he was more than a little more than tipsy. He was very drunk.

Poe stiffened. Only he could talk about Y/N like that. But he would never, ever, do it in a way that would be disrespectful. He loved everything about her. Yeah her body was amazing, but there’s so much more to her.

“Hey man, that’s my girlfriend. Don’t you dare talk about her like that.” He said calmly, looking at the man with a stern look on his face.

The man smirked. “Your girlfriend, huh? Bet you fuck her real nice, don’t you? Bet you bend her over and ju-”

His sentence didn’t last long, because Poe just punched him in the jaw angrily. Almost everyone looked up to see what happened, including you and Leia. The man fell down to the ground, and Poe grabbed him by the collar of his jacket.

“You say one more degrading, vulgar, thing about my Y/N, it will not end well for you. I can promise you that.” Poe was angry and it was written all over his face. He shoved the man down and walked away.

You didn’t know what just happened but it wasn’t good. Leia stood up and walked over to him, and put a hand on his shoulder, but Poe shook his head and walked towards you.
You stood up and he came over and hugged you tight in his strong arms. His warmth overcame you, and holding you made him calm.

He took you out and back into your room. You walked in first and he turned around and slammed the door, and put an arm against it, and leaned into it, replaying what the man was saying about you. His Y/N.

“Are you okay, babe?” You asked walking up to him and placing a hand on his shoulder blade.

He quickly turned around, grabbing your arm and pulling you closer to him and kissed you. This kiss was different from what you have felt before. It felt passionate, a hint of lust, and almost predatory.

He pulled back quickly. “You know I love you right? And that you’re mine. I love you so much Y/N. That man was saying terrible things about you and I just didn’t put up with it.”

“Poe. I love you more than words can say. You’re my everything.” You rested a hand on his cheek and he leaned into your soft skin. “I’m always yours and you’re mine.”

He smiled and repeated what you said quietly.

Always mine….

                 - PART II

Kai Parker x Reader
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* gif by lightwoodxalec

Three days later , after he finally worked up the nerve , he waited for her in front of Mystic Falls High School. Kai had cloaked himself , just in case any of his old frenemies showed up.
The last bell rang and students started coming out of the school , books in their hands rushing to wherever they needed to go. He watched carefully , looking for her. Every time a girl with the same hair color showed up , his heart skipped a beat but it wasn’t her.  Kai waited and waited and then he saw her , coming out of the high school with books in her hands. She stumbled and dropped them and he rushed towards her , quickly lifting the cloaking spell he had put on himself.
“Here. Let me help you with those.” he said , helping her pick up the books.
Y/N looked up  , meeting his blue eyes and a wide smile showed on her face. He had come after all. Her heart fluttered seeing him again and all she wanted was to hug him.
“I know it’s been barely two days since we last saw each other…” she said , tackling him with a hug causing all her books to spill out of his hands and onto the ground again. Y/N laughed nervously noticing the mess she had made again , but none of it mattered to her.  Kai wrapped his hands around her holding onto her tighter than ever , as if she’d slip away at any moment. “ … but I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too Y/N.” he said , burring his face in the crook of her neck. Kai felt happy like never before , having her back in his arms. “We need to talk…” he said pushing her away with a serious look on his face.
Y/N knew what that look was about and why he had come. It had been the only way to draw him towards her after she had heard his goodbye. No part of her wanted to let him go.
“Yes , we do .. but not here.”
She quickly gathered her books with Kai’s help and they headed for her car , since his was nowhere to be seen on the school parking lot. He probably hadn’t wanted anyone to recognise it and figure out he was back in town. They got in , as usual Kai had to pull her seat belt for her. Kai had thought she had been distracted at first but every time they were in the car together she somehow forgot to put it on and he had to go it for her.
“Some things don’t change , do they?” he laughed nervously. “Can we go somewhere private ? I don’t want us getting interrupted… by anyone , specially not by your parents.”
Y/N nodded and drove off to the woods in the far end of town , the exact opposite direction of her house. She parked the car , frowning at Kai’s serious expression. She poked him in the stomach , making him smile a little. He started getting out of the car and she followed him outside , leaning against the car door. Kai kept his distance and Y/N didn’t like that. She wanted him as close to her as possible.

“You know.” Kai said after a few minutes of silence. Y/N nodded. “When ? How ? Why haven’t you run away screaming or called your father or Bonnie ? If you know who I am then you know how dangerous I am … how much your parents and their friends hate me. You know why I had to leave Mystic Falls… If they find out I am here …” he swallowed hard , pushing away the thought of getting stuck in another Prison World again… away from her for all eternity.
Y/N pushed herself off the car and shortened the distance between them.
“Haven’t you figured out the why by now? Come on , you are smart. If you think about it , you will get the answer to that question. As for how - I wasn’t sure at first. You looked familiar so after I got to my hotel room , I just scrolled through all pictures on my laptop. There was this picture from ages ago .. from your sister’s wedding. My mother had told me the story many times , so had my father… but unless you haven’t figured that out yet - I don’t always agree with what they have to say. I am stubborn like my father and trusting , believing there is good in everyone like my mother.” she said taking another step towards him , until their bodies were barely inches away from each other. Y/N lifted his chin up making her look at him. “If I had thought you were dangerous or that you’d hurt me in any way , we wouldn’t be out here , alone.”
Kai pushed her away.
“No , Y/N. I …if your parents ever find out we even met , I don’t .. I can’t .. ” he sighed deeply. “I can’t get sent to another Prison World.  I won’t…” his voice breaking at the end. “Whatever friendship we have , it has to end. It’s better for you … it’s better for the both of us. I am not good for you.”
“So you just came here personally only to tell me we can’t be friends? I don’t believe you.” Y/N said , hurt clear in her voice. Kai hadn’t come to town just to tell her off , there were phones for that , emails… video chats. She refused to believe that has been the only reason. “Fine. But if you plan on leaving forever , can we please just spend the day together ? One last day ?”
“I know what you are doing , Y/N. We lived together for nearly 3 months… You are not going to change my mind.” said Kai , turning around to face her. The look in her eyes breaking his heart to bits. For a moment he wondered if he had figured out the why , but how can someone love him knowing all he had done ? Before, when it was just the two of them and he didn’t know she knew , there had been hope in his heart that maybe just maybe they could make things work somehow , but now ? How could they ever make things work ? He sighed. “Alright … one last day. What do you want to do ? We can’t go to the Grill or walk in the town square together…”
Y/N smiled mischievously. “Can’t we ? I thought you were the ‘all powerful heretic , leader of the Gemini coven’ …”
Kai laughed. He should’ve seen this coming. Y/N always had an answer or an idea about everything. He liked that about her. Now with him knowing that she knew about who he was and what he could do , there were endless possibilities for their last day together … Except he didn’t want it to be the last one and deep down knew she’d change his mind in the end.
“Do you want to see something cool ?” he said , putting his hands on her waist. “Ready ?”
Y/N nodded and he whooshed her a few hundred meters away , towards the waterfall near by. Kai let her feet on the ground , watching her amazed expression. He loved seeing the excitement and wonder in her eyes. He could finally be himself , 100% , with her. Kai held her hand , feeling her fingers intertwining with hers.
“Let’s do something crazy …” she said , glancing at the edge.
“Absolutely not.” he said sternly. “I am not risking your life -”
“You are not risking it. I trust you , with all my heart and soul. Plus it will be fun.”
Kai shifted nervously on his feet , his hands on his hips trying to look serious and to find a way to talk her out of it , knowing well there wasn’t one. Y/N always stuck with her ideas regardless of how ridiculous , stupid or dangerous they were.
“If you don’t want to jump with me , okay … I’ll jump by myself.” she said running towards the edge. Kai caught her in mid-air pulling her back to solid ground about 20 meters away from the edge. Y/N looked at him innocently and turned her back to him taking a step backwards until her body bumped into his. She took his hands wrapping them around her.
“You are crazy. Absolutely off the rocker crazy.” he said smiling , leaning in to whisper in her ear. “I think I might like you even more for that.”
Kai tightened his grip on her and without any warning ran towards the edge. He could feel her heart racing from the adrenaline rush as they fell down , landing on solid ground a step from the edge. Y/N was laughing like never before , turning around towards him hooking her arms around his neck , knocking him onto the ground. Kai couldn’t help it , he laughed with her.
“That was so much fun ! Can we go again ?”
“No.” he said sternly , an idea forming in his head. “Invisique.” he muttered , cloaking them both just in case someone who’d recognise him decided to go on a hike in the woods. “We are now invisible to the rest of the world … which means we can sit together here without anyone seeing us and I can do this…”  He closed his eyes , sneaking into her head. “Now do you feel about a day in Paris?” he said.
Y/N looked around , finding herself in a caffee near the Eiffel tower with Kai sitting opposite her , freshly baked croissants and coffee on the table in front of them. Kai was studying her face like never before. If it was really their last day together , he was going to make it as special as possible , completely unforgettable for her.
“Wow … are we in my head or yours ?” he asked excitedly , poking at the croissant. “This is incredible. Can we go look around town ?” Kai nodded. “What about the Eiffel tower ? Can we go to the top ? ”
Kai smiled. “Anything you want. Within reasonable limits of cou-”
Y/N grabbed his hand pulling him after her towards the Eiffel tower. She had told him it was a dream of hers to go to Paris one day and clearly he intended on making her dream come true , even if it was all in her head.
Kai couldn’t take his eyes off her ,she looked so happy and he got lost in the moment wrapping his hands around her from behind.
“I can whoosh us to the top if you want.”
Y/N shook her head. “We are going the old fashioned way. Up the stairs.”
It took them a while but they got to the top , the sun had already set when they reached the top. Y/N leaned against the railing watching the city lights twinkle. Kai however was watching her, feeling how their last moments together were starting to slip away fast.
“It’s so beautiful up here.” she said turning her head towards him. “Thank you.”
Wind blew from out of nowhere , making her hair flow along with it. Kai felt drawn to her like never before. He didn’t want to let go of her. After all those years of loneliness he had finally found someone who excepted him completely , knowing everything he had done. There had never been judgement in her eyes , not before not now. Only warmth , love , hope …
“Why are you looking at me like that ?” she asked noticing his longing look. Had he already figured it out ? she asked herself.
Kai turned his gaze towards the city , not saying a word for a few moments. “Nothing , I was just thinking … I know I said I won’t change my mind but … I want to stay. I want .. I want to be with you , to be your friend .. maybe more. I don’t think I am ready for this to end.” he said dropping his gaze.
Y/N reached for his hand. “It doesn’t have to end. You can stay.”
Kai met her eyes , feeling electricity coursing through his veins from the place her hand was on his. They gazed at each other for a long moment , none of them willing to look away from the other. In that moment it all clicked for him. He knew why. Kai leaned in towards her , his eyes darting between her eyes and her lips and then he kissed her. A slow gentle kiss , enough to make him crave more and more.
He pulled away , looking into her eyes noticing a smile spread across her face.
“Took you long enough …” she said , snaking her hands around his neck pulling him in for another kiss. It was as if they were the only two people on the planet. Kai had wanted to kiss her for so long , now even if he wanted to leave he wouldn’t be able to. Not without her anyways. He had found his missing half and nothing was going to stand in his way.
“What about your parents ?” he said pulling away. “Aren’t you worried what they  might say … or do ?”
Kai didn’t care much about Damon or Elena’s opinion , but he was worried they’d separate them. Y/N shook her head , her smile never leaving her face.
“We don’t have to tell them right away.”
He smiled , brushing a strand of hair from her face gently brushing her cheek afterwards.
“Time to return to reality … Are you ready sweetheart ?”  
Y/N nodded , and he leaned in to kiss her again.

Y/N opened her eyes looking at the night sky , finding herself in Kai’s embrace , his hand brushing her hair as he leaned in to kiss her. His lips held her captive in a passionate kiss and she never wanted it to end.
“The day I bumped into you on the street … turned out to be the happiest of my life. Until now.” he said softly.  "I am never letting you go again.“
MASTERLIST March / April 2017

All You Have To Do is Ask- Kai Parker Imagine (smut warning)

‘I swear to the powers that be; if you don’t hurry the fuck up, I will leave you behind!’ I shouted behind me as my feet slipped and bounded through the snow.

‘I’m more worried about the things behind us than my distance away from you!’ Kai spat not far behind my own. ‘Where are we even going?’

‘There’s a cave that’s blocked off for vampires. It should be around he-‘

With a soft thud, I landed face down in the snow. I was barely down for a second before I was pushing myself up, ignoring the pain from the cold of the snow against my bare hands and the sudden twinge of pain coming from my right ankle.

‘I see it!’ shouted Kai as he sprinted past me.

I watched as he dived for the entrance, almost tripping over his own feet before turning back to hold his hand out towards me.

After wrapping mine around his, he pulled me into the entrance of the cave. ‘We-we have to keep going,’ I puffed; quickly letting go of Kai’s gloved hand before squeezing past his figure; ignoring the close proximity of our bodies.

‘Why?’ he breathed.

‘The barrier that stops vampires is further in. If we just stayed here, they could still get us. Then again,’ I continued; my hands dragging along the cave walls to stop myself from tripping over the uneven ground. ‘They wouldn’t even be chasing us if you hadn’t wandered off and gotten yourself bitten.’

‘Like you wouldn’t have done exactly the same thing.’

My body whipped round to look up at Kai; an expression of pure fury on my face. ‘I’m not that stupid,’ I hissed.

‘Sure, because getting us stuck here was my fault,’ Kai spat; his eyes full of anger as his chest puffed up and down.

‘No, Kai, that was your own damn fault,’ I sneered. Turning back around, I continued walking down the tunnel. ‘If you hadn’t stabbed Bonnie and stolen Damon’s girlfriend, this wouldn’t have-‘

My right ankle suddenly twisted on the uneven ground, causing me to buckle towards the cave floor. Luckily, Kai’s hand gripped hard around the top of my arm, keeping my weight off my foot.

‘Who’s the stupid one now?’ Kai asked with a smirk as he pulled me upright; his face hovering just above mine.

Both of our chests rose and fell from the anger and adrenaline flowing through our veins. Our stares kept; each of us waiting for the other to make the next move.

Suddenly feeling awkward under the stare, I shook my arm free of his grip; my eyes narrowing into an icy glare. ‘If you think you’re so clever, why don’t you go first?’

Kai’s eyes flickered all over my face; stopping one too many times on my lips. Sighing in annoyance, he brushed past me through the small gap between myself and the wall. Ignoring the sparks that flew when his body pressed against mine, I followed him down the tunnel; my arms wrapping themselves around my body as the loss of adrenaline was making my body temperature quickly fall.

The walk was silent. Every few moments, I would check behind me, making sure that Lily’s creepy pets weren’t following us.

When we had reached our destination, Kai froze just before the entrance. ‘You’re sure this is the place?’

Careful to not get too close, I looked over Kai’s shoulder into the small cave. ‘Looks like.’

‘Phesmatos incendia,’ Kai muttered, causing all of the candles situated around the cave to light. Despite the number, the candles didn’t provide much light, but enough to see each others faces.

‘We should be safe here whilst we figure ou-‘

A stone cold vice like grip suddenly wrapped itself around my neck making me jump in surprise. The scream that had built up was trapped in my throat from the hard grip yet Kai still heard the struggle.

Frantically, he whipped round; his eyes widening at what I assumed was the vampire behind me.

‘Motus!’ he shouted, quickly extending his arm as he did. The vampires grip instantly fell away, giving Kai enough time to pull me over the threshold, though with too much force. My figure bumped into his causing us both to fall to the ground, well, Kai to the ground and myself onto Kai.

The sound of growling made us both turn round to see a grey, decaying figure standing in the entrance of the cave. ‘You can’t stay in here forever,’ the creature said; the white of his eyes making his being even more terrifying. ‘But we can wait…’

He slowly stepped back into the shadows; his eyes being the last thing to disappear.

Sighing with relief of escape, I felt my body relax and fall back onto Kai’s. ‘Well that was bloody lucky,’ I breathed; a small laugh escaping my lips.

‘You’re welcome,’ Kai replied; his breathing gradually becoming slower.

‘Excuse me?’ I said slowly; my head rising slightly so that my face was just above the witches. “You’re welcome?’’

‘That’s what you normally say to someone when you’ve just saved their ass,’ he retorted with a smirk.

‘Are you kidding me?’ I asked exasperatedly, moving my hands to either side of Kai’s face so that I could lift myself up slightly. ‘You wouldn’t have to save my ass if it wasn’t for your fucking stupidity!’ I spat; trying not to pay attention to the lust in Kai’s eyes and the fact that I was straddling his body. ‘You just had to keep going after Bonnie-‘

Kai, with speed of a vampire, placed his hands on my hips, pushing me to the side before straddling me; my hands pinned above me as the witch leaned down; his face extremely close to mine.

‘You have to be careful, wolf girl,’ he purred; a slow and seductive smile growing on his lips. Slowly, he bent down so that his mouth was beside my ear. ‘Your jealousy is showing.’

I felt my eyes widen slightly and my cheeks begin to burn at his accusation. It was no shock to anyone in MysticFalls that I had been crushing on the leader of the Gemini Coven ever since he stepped into the bar on Whitmore Campus. His flirty remarks and lustful eyes had always turned me into a blushing fool yet, despite the sexual tension, nothing had ever happened. Not that I had even tried.

You would think that being Tyler Lockwood’s cousin, and therefore a werewolf, would make me confident and flirtatious yet, I was far from. The only things that Tyler and I shared were the same surnames, the wolf gene and a short temper.

I gave an awkward bark of laughter. ‘Kai,’ I started, lifting my eyes to his whilst neglecting to feel the sudden heat between my legs. Kai simply stared down at me with the ghost of a smirk on his lips; his eyes quickly darting from my own to my lips. ‘The only way I would be jealous is if I liked you. In case you hadn’t noticed, I feel the opposite.’

Kai’s smirk grew as he lowered his face to mine. His nose gently brushed against my own; his lips far too close to mine as he breathed slowly. ‘So you’re not completely turned on when I do this?’ he asked; moving his face to the side of mine; nibbling my ear.

Biting my lip hard, I tried to stop the moans from escaping. I tried to wiggle my hips in an attempt to shake Kai off but, mistaking it for enjoyment, Kai grinded his own hips against mine, pushing them down to the hard ground as he moved his lips down to my neck.

‘Do you dream about me, wolf?’ Kai breathed against my skin. He moved his hands so that only one of his held both of mine so that the other could move down the front of my body; the pressure enough to let me feel his hand underneath my winter coat but too light for me to get any pleasure out of it. ‘Do you dream about me kissing you like this?’ Kai moved his lips so that they were just under my jaw, making me bite my lip even harder. ‘About undressing you?’ His fingers began to undo the buttons of my coat, pushing it to the sides so that my jumper clad stomach was out in the air. ‘Touching you?’ he murmured, letting his hand slowly slip underneath the jumper; splaying itself across my skin.

I felt hot and completely frustrated. I wanted to be out of my clothes, not giving a shit about the winter going on out-

‘Stop,’ I growled, lifting myself up so that I pushed his body off me completely; realisation of where we were suddenly springing to my mind. ‘Stop it,’ I said breathlessly.

Kai’s face flinched with hurt before turning back into a smirk. ‘Too much for you, Lockwood?’

‘Screw you Kai. I’m not going to sleep with you,’ I breathed, pulling my jacket tight over me.

Kai sighed. ‘Fine. But the candles won’t be enough fire to keep us warm for a few hours, let alone a few days. So…do you at least wanna cuddle?’ Kai asked with a smirk and a wink.

Quickly, I shuffled back so that my back was against the hard wall of the cave. ‘Stay away from me.’

‘Alright. Alright,’ he said, holding his hands up in defeat as he too moved so that his back was leaning against the opposite wall of the cave. ‘I’ll be here when you need me.’

Rolling my eyes, I pulled my legs up to my body, already missing the heat from Kai’s touch. ‘I wouldn’t count on it.’

Kai gave a quiet chuckle. ‘We both know you can’t keep your eyes off me,’ Kai sighed as he tried to get himself comfortable. Slowly, I drew my eyes from watching the flickering flames of the candles on the side of the cave to Kai’s hungry eyes. ‘I give it…10 minutes before you start beginning.’

I watched as Kai gave me the ghost of a smirk on his lips. ‘Well, I hope you’re prepared to be waiting for a while,’ I sighed; giving Kai a sweet smile.

Ignoring Kai’s penetrating eyes, I let my head fall back against the wall, pulling the sleeves over my hands before burning my head further into my jacket, trying to keep all access points for the cold closed off.


I had no idea how much time we had passed in silence. Despite the cave being covered, the cold was coming in fast. I could feel my teeth start to chatter and my toes losing all feeling. I had moved my head to lean against my knees; my hood over my head in attempt to cocoon myself yet I was still freezing.

‘How the hell are we meant to survive in here?’ I muttered more to myself than to Kai yet, he still answered.

‘I have a guess.’ Slowly, I lifted my head to see Kai picking his nails from across the cave. Gradually, he lifted them to mine, proceeding to give me a swift wink to which I rolled my eyes.

Casting my eyes downwards, I brushed my arms with my hands in attempt to warm myself up. ‘Want a hand?’

‘Not yours,’ I breathed.

‘Not even for those hard to reach areas?’

I close my eyes, trying not to think about what Kai and his hands could do before lifting my eyes back to his; his nails quickly forgotten as he watched me with hooded eyes and a tilted head. ‘You’re di-disgusting,’ I said shivering.

‘And yet,’ said Kai as he moved his legs so that they were stretched out in front of him, ‘we both know you dream about me. Naked.’

‘There’s no such thing as an inferiority complex with you, is there?’

I watched Kai as his head tilted to the side even more as his eyes drew themselves leisurely across me; not even bothering to hide his looks. ‘Fuck, I think I’ve got frostbite,’ I said bluntly, trying to wiggle my toes.

‘You know,’ Kai sang, making my bones shiver, and not simply from the cold. ‘All you have to do is ask.’

I groaned quietly, fighting an inward battle as whether or not to let Kai help me or keep my pride and self-control. ‘I don’t want your help, okay? I don’t need it and I especially don’t want it from you.’

Kai laughed quietly. ‘I can help you without coming anywhere near you…If that’s what you’re having trouble with.’

My face frowned in confusion before pulling back in disgust. ‘Dirty talking won’t help to warm me up.’ I moved my eyes to the ground as I muttered ‘creep’, trying to ignore the feeling of Kai watching me.

After a few moments of silence, I lifted my eyes, wondering what had made Kai so silent for the first time in forever. Despite the bedroom eyes he had been giving me before, nothing could beat the look he was giving me at that point. My self-control to say no to that boy was already close to being destroyed and I was pretty sure that look was what did it.

‘What are you-‘ I was suddenly overcome with a pressure between my legs, making my head drop back against the wall behind me; my eyes momentarily going white as my breathing increased. It was as though Kai’s fingers were actually inside of me, bending and exploring my insides as his thumb rubbed circles around my clit. I had to look down to see if he was actually there yet he still hadn’t moved from his position across from me; a seductive smirk placed on his lips.

‘Benefits of magic,’ he said as he relaxed more against the wall of the cave. ‘I don’t even have to be within 5 feet of you to make you come.’

I gave a bark of laughter as my hands dug into the ground beside my figure. ‘This still won’t change my attitude to sleeping with you.’

Kai was suddenly in front of me; his hand holding my chin so that my face was tilted upwards towards his. ‘Wanna bet, wolf?’

The pressure suddenly increased making me gasp out in shock and pleasure, all the while, Kai held my chin as he watched me; my eyes forced to stare into his.

I could feel the pressure build and build but, on the point of happiness, the pressure ceased. I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from making a sound of protest. ‘Bastard,’ I breathed as my head fell against the cave wall.

‘All you have to do is ask,’ he sang as he watched me with pure passion in his eyes.

‘That’s never going to happen,’ I said firmly, hoping that my words seemed more sure than I actually felt. The cold was coming quick again and I almost physically hit myself for turning down an opportunity of warmth.

‘Hmm,’ Kai murmured as he tilted his head to the side. ‘I wonder how long you can survive in the cold without me.’

Slowly, he stood up, giving me a wink before walking away back to his side of the cave. With the feeling that just his magic had brought, I knew that it wouldn’t take long for me to buckle.


Only a few minutes had passed, not silently though as Kai had the sudden desire to whistle some god awful 90s song. Despite his merge with Luke, Kai still seemed the same arrogant, annoying witch that he was when he first came to MysticFalls. Yet, the concern in his eyes that he showed when he occasionally looked up at me showed Luke’s side.

In a feeble attempt to wiggle my toes and getting no response, I sighed in defeat. ‘Kai,’ I breathed, watching his eyebrows raise as a smile formed on his lips yet he didn’t look up from the ground.


The cold had suddenly taken me over, so much so that I couldn’t even ask him to come over. My tone had obviously been a big enough hint for I was suddenly pulled across the cave to where he sat; my body situated between his legs with my back against his and his arms around my waist.

‘Feel better?’ he breathed into my ear.

I could only breathe a sigh of agreement which seemed to be enough for Kai for he pulled back my jacket from my neck so that he could plant kisses along the skin. ‘I told you that you just had to ask.’

‘Bastard,’ I breathed as my head fell back onto Kai’s shoulder, giving him better access to my neck.

‘Do you want me to help warm you up?’ he whispered; one hand already moving under my coat and jumper towards my bra clad breast whilst the other went south, under the waistband of my jeans and past my underwear to my clit where his magic was only minutes before.

‘God,’ I breathed as Kai’s lips began to assault my neck as his fingers and hand did the same.

‘You know what will really warm you up…’

‘I’m not fucking you in a cave,’ I breathed only to have Kai push two fingers inside me, making me gasp. Kai took that as a sign, moving his lips from my neck to my own. The kiss was ferocious; full of need and desire as his hand moved under the bra to play with my nipple.

Kai groaned against my lips as his thumb rubbed circles harshly over my clit. ‘You saying that is only going to make me want you even more,’ he breathed as his tongue swept across my own.

‘That’s the point,’ I whispered, pulling back to give Kai a smirk as I pushed my ass against his growth in his jeans.

Kai’s face fell; his eyes squinting slightly as a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. ‘Naughty girl.’

Suddenly, I was lifted up and twisted round so that I was straddling Kai’s lap, both of our jeans already pulled down so that his member was ready.

Carefully, he lifted me up before sinking into me; both of us letting out a gasp of pleasure as he filled my insides. ‘You okay?’ he breathed as he placed his lips back on my neck.

‘Little bit defeated but fine,’ I muttered as out hips began to meet each other.

Kai moved his lips from my neck to my own, placing gentle pecks as he stroked the hair out of my face. He slowly moved his lips to mine, kissing me again yet, this time, slowly but with just as much passion as before.

It didn’t take long for us both to reach our peaks; Kai just before me yet he moved his hand to my clit to help me release the final bit of tension.

Once we had finished, Kai slowly lifted me off him, doing up our jeans with his magic before turning me back around so that my back was against his; his lips moving back to my neck.

‘You warmed up yet?’

‘You could say that,’ I sighed as I let my head fall back against Kai’s shoulder; the issues outside of the cave pushed to the back of our minds.

Credit: dirty vampire diaries imagines

A Little Too Late Part 23

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Title: A Little Too Late Part 23

Characters: Gabriel x Reader, Castiel, Balthazar

Word Count: 1,075

Warnings: angst

A/N: I hope you’re all ready for the next part of this series!! I may have had an awful heart wrenching idea on where to take this story next (from where I am). I’m gonna say sorry now for what I’m about to do lol

You can find the masterlist to this series HERE!! That way if you need to catch up, you can!

It was now a few days later, and as usual things seemed to go back to normal.  Of course Sam wasn’t done finding the spell your fake parents used to help the vampires.  Sam wasn’t done helping you find a way out of your true test either.  However there was a case, and he had people to save.  Turns out it was only a vampire nest.  They would be back in no time.

You stretched your limbs as you got out of your bed.  You got a text from both Sam and Dean telling you to relax today.  Late last night you were reading away at some of the book that told you about yourself.  You thought it would be better if you kept reading it.  You figured it might help them find something, but that it would also help you understand yourself a little more.  You had stayed up until two in the morning last night, but here you were at nine in the morning; awake.  

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Jonathan Toews

A/N: (Y/N) = your name, (Y/F/N) = your first name, (Y/L/N) = your last name

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“What are you looking at?” I questioned my boyfriend of 3 years, Jonathan Toews, Captain of the Chicago Blackhawks.

“My beautiful girlfriend”. He said with a smirk.

“That I want to kiss so badly right now”. He said and after placed a kiss on my mouth.

“So what are we going to do today?” I asked Jonny.

“I was thinking we could go skating”. Jonny said.

“I don’t know how to skate”. I said.

“I can teach you”. He said as a smile crept onto his face.

“You’d just love that won’t you, seeing me not being able to do something that you can”. I say as I cross my arms over my chest. 

“I sure would, but what I would love more is to teach you how to skate so we can skate together, now go get dressed, I wanna go”. Jonny said.

“Fine”. I said as I got off the couch and walked into our room to change into clothes suitable for skating. I put on my black leggings and one of Jonny’s Blackhawks sweatshirts and I wore my red converses, I did my makeup and put my hair into a ponytail. I walked out of the room and saw Jonny standing in front of me.

“You know I love it when you wear my clothes”. He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

“I know you do” I said as I stuck my hands into the back pockets of his jeans and pulled out his keys.

“It’s my turn to drive” I say as I walked out the door.

“No you don’t, you drove last time” He said as he picked me up from behind as I squirmed in his grasped.

“Put me down!” I say (more like yelled).

“Only if you give me the keys”. He says as his grip tightens.

“Fine! Fine! you get to drive”. I say as I placed the keys in Jonny’s hands as he lets go of me.

He grabs my hand and holds it in his own. “I love you, (Y/N)” He says.

“I love you too, Toews” I say.


About a half an hour later we arrived at the Blackhawks arena. Jonny grabbed the bag with the skates in it from the back. He held my hands as we walked into the arena. We made our way down the familiar route to the locker room. He set down the bag and we grabbed our skates and started to tie them. 

“Make sure to tie them tight, (Y/N)”. Jonny reminded me.

“I know that already”. I said looking over at him and of course he was already done tying his.

“You want me to help you?” He asks.

“No, I’m good”. I say focusing on tying my skates instead of looking at my insanely adorable boyfriend, who I desperately want to look at. 

I finished tying my skates and we made our way over to the ice. Jonny had gone onto the ice first and then helped me on. He was holding my hands and making sure that  I didn’t fall on my face.

“Don’t look at your feet”. He instructed me.

“What am I supposed to look at then!”. I said.

“Look at me, (Y/N)”. Jonny says.

“I’ll get distracted and fall if I look at you”. I say not looking up from my feet.

“No you won’t and why would you”. He said with a laugh.

A blush starts to form on my face.

“Do I still make you nervous” He said.

“A little bit”. I say as my face gets redder and I feel tears starting  to form in my eyes.

“Why, (Y/N)?” He questions.

“Your Jonathan Toews, Captain of the Chicago Blackhawks and I’m (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), a totally nobody who dating a somebody”. I say.

“Well how would you like to be (Y/N) Toews, wife of the Captain of the Chicago Blackhawks, a somebody married to a somebody”. He says as he gets on his knees in front of me. I put my hand over my mouth and my face was fully red and tears were in my eyes.

“Yes! Yes! A thousand time yes!”. I say with the biggest smile I’ve ever smiled. Jonny slips the ring onto my hand and then gets up and hugs and kisses me.

“You get that on video, Kaner!” He shouts at Patrick Kane, who emerges from behind the seats.

“Sure did!” He yells back.

“Now there’s something to show our future children”. He says smiling making my smile get bigger.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Requests are open! :)

It’s about 7:00 at night, and this day has been a whirlwind for you. A lengthy road trip to Seuol to visit relatives, and having your younger siblings annoy you as you tried to sleep. Nothing seemed to be going up for you—that is, before your older cousin Hoseok dragged you along to meet his friends. It was no secret in your family that Hoseok was talented and a rising star, everyone saw it coming. Now that he’s in a group—which you enjoy very much—BTS, he hasn’t been home alone due to working. Childhood memories of you two playing in dirt replay constantly, reminding you of how much you missed your cousin while he was away. Now that he’s home, he wants to make up for all the missed phone calls and texts you sent over the past months. As said previously, he brought you to meet his group mates. He introduced them all to you—knowing that you were fully aware of who they were, but didn’t want to embarrass you—and warned them to not lay a paw on his cherished little cousin. Which really doesn’t make sense if he didn’t want that to happen considering the circumstances you’re in right now: Alone in the dance room with Yoongi. They ran out to get dinner, and left you and him there: Yoongi because he was in the mood to not even be talked to—making mistakes in the choreography too much—and you because it was dark out, and they wouldn’t want to take the chance of you being hurt. It had been about five minutes since they left, and this has been the most long in your life. Yoongi was silent, still panting harshly and hitting his legs with his fists. He tangled his fingers in his hair in frustration, growling in his throat as he looked in the mirror at his defeated position on the floor.

You stand up, and grab a water bottle from the case they had gotten earlier. “Cool down,” You broke the silence, handing it to him.

“I don’t need water.” He didn’t even look at you, still staring at his mocking reflection.

“By the looks of it, it seems as if you do. You have a huge mirror right in front of you, don’t you? If you’re still upset-”

“Of course I’m still upset!” His voice rose, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I just wanted to help..” Your breathing slowed down, and your eyelids felt heavy with guilt and slight hurt. Continuing to look at the ground and turning away you ask, “What’s the move?”

“It’s this hand movement thing,” He said. You heard him get up, so you turn to face him. “I gotta put my hand here, and move like this.” He tried explaining, but focused more on having another go at it. Somewhere along the way, he stopped speaking and just focused on dancing. “Ugh!” He stopped his foot, “I messed up again.” He sat back down, putting his hands in his face.

“You have to move your body where your hands are?” You walked over to him again.

“Yes. Apparently, my body can’t do what I tell it to: a simple dance like this.” He pressed his knees against his chest, and rested his tiresome head on them.

Of all the boys, to you he was the cutest. His smile, the way he carries himself, his verses—and now, his perseverance that was clearly displayed before you. “Practice makes perfect?” You reluctantly said, sitting next to him cross legged.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” He retorted, actually looking at you this time.

“It looks like you’re over working yourself, and need a break.”

“I can’t take breaks—I’ll never learn the dance.” He shot back, glaring at you.

“You can pick it up later, tomorrow—whenever. You’ll eventually get the hang of it, and it doesn’t have to be right this second.” He stood quiet, and kept his eyes on his shoes while he hugged his legs. “Have some water,” You attempted to hand him some again, to which he also repeated the last time and ignored. “Please? I don’t like seeing people so stressed out, especially you; you work hard enough already.” Again, nothing. “Yoongi~” You sang, shaking the bottle in front of his face.

He sighed heavily, retrieving the plastic from your hand. “Do I have to take a break?” He complained, unscrewing the cap.

“It would make you feel better, so yes.”

He was busy chugging down the water to say anything, “If I do, you try dancing.” He pulled the opening away from his plump lips, leaving them as soaked as his body is. “It’s a deal, and I promise I’ll take it easy only if you agree.”

“No!” You exclaimed, pushing your body away from his.

“Oh well,” He screwed the cap back on, standing up again. “Guess I’ll just have to keep going.” He threw the bottle in your lap, and winked. “Don’t enjoy the show too much, kid.”

“What dance?”

“Hm?” He fought a smile.

“What dance?” You asked louder, turning your head to the side.

“I still have to decide,” He towered above you, “Look at me.”

“Why?” You didn’t budge.

“So I can know what I want you to do,” He lifted you up with both of his hands on your sides. “Sheesh, you’re short.” He snorted, ruffling your hair. He stood back, scanning your body. “You know the song No More Dream?”


“Good. You’ve seen the music video I take it?” You nodded, “So you know the part where Jimin lifts his shirt up and does that dance, right?”

Your stomach tightened, “Y-Yes.”

“I wanna see you do it,” He told you boldly, “I’ll show you how.” Why you? Why this particular dance? You gulped as he stood behind you, and positioned you right smack in the middle of the room. “Let’s start where you hold your arm out,” He lifted your right arm, placing it in front of you. “Bend down a little, you know what I’m talking about.” It’s true, you do know what he’s talking about..but why? You did as you were told, and he did the exact same. “Good, good.” He complimented, “Now move your hips forward; thrust like how we did.” By now, your face began growing hot as Yoongi’s body pressed against yours so closely—now he’s telling you to thrust.


He cuts off your stuttering, “I’ll show you; don’t worry.” He holds his arm out next to yours, and the other on your hip. “Follow my hand,” He pushed you forward, and thrusted slightly himself. “Want me to do it slower, or again?”


“Again: follow my hand.” He repositions you back to the original stance, and repeats his steps. “You gotta make sure your hips do it smoothly..” He breathed in your ear, looking down at the nonexistent gap between your bum and his crotch area. “Smoothly.” He said slowly, matching his movements with it. “Now try it,” You did as he showed you, and he clapped. “Great, now again.”

“This is so weird..” You covered your face.

“It’s not like I’ll make fun of you,” He rolled his eyes, “Come on, (Y/N).”

You did it again, shutting your eyes tightly. “D-Did I do it?”

“Yes, you did.” Yoongi smiled proudly, “Now for the turn.” He stood behind you again, “Don’t mind my hands.” When you were about to ask what he meant, his hands clutched your hips. Just as he did before, he demonstrated every single bit of that move too. He held your waist, moving along with you once you got it down. He breathed a laugh, the hot air hitting your neck as he was bent down to look at your body. “You’re a good dancer.”

“Thank you,” You blushed.

“I think that’s enough now,” He pulled away gently, “Come sit down.” He pulled you to where you two sat before. “You dance?” He asked, sipping some water and handing it to you.

“No. Hoseok has taught me a few things, though.” You sipped as well.

“That explains it,” He chuckled, “He’s the best dancer.”

“You’re a really good dancer too,”

“Not as good as him,” He laughed looking down.

“He worked hard, danced everyday, and never gave up—there’s no doubt he’d be a great dancer.” You felt a tingle of pride when speaking about your successful cousin.

“He’s told us stories about when he was starting, and where he would dance.”

“Did he?”

“Oh yeah, he takes pride in it—not too much, of course.” He looked down again, “Are you ticklish?”

“Why?” You scooted backwards.

“Ah, you are.” He laughed, lunging towards you.

“I’m not, I swear!” You squealed, pulling away.

“I think you’re lying,” He finally gripped your hand, and straddled you. “This is gonna be so much fun.” He said, making his fingers dance all around your abdominal area.

“S-Stop!” You managed to say through your messy laughter.

“Stop!” He mimicked you, giving you no mercy. “Who was the one who said I should take a break?” He raised his eyebrow, struggling to hold you wrists together. “Stop squirming!” He said holding you in one hand now. “Again, who said I should have a break?” He tried calming down.

“I did.” You looked up at him.

“Is this a break?” His voice lowered, and he looked down at you.

“I think so..”

“I hope it is..” He trailed off, finding your eyes. He leaned down, closing his eyes lightly. Your eyes closed as well, just before the impact of his lips on yours. One wasn’t enough, so after that peck ended he deepened it. His free hand made its way to your cheek, holding it as he pressed his lips against your hungrily. His tongue carefully brushed your bottom lip, but by his body movements he was begging for you to let him in—so you did. Normally, people would fight for dominance—but you didn’t even have the chance to. Yoongi’s tongue overpowered yours quickly, and he took control over you now. His tongue traced over yours repeatedly, just right so you lightly moaned in his mouth. You felt his smirk as he pulled away, but not without tugging your lip on the way. “Would you say this is a break?”

“Mhm.” You breathed, your eyes dreamily staring into his.

“You know Hoseok would kill me if he found us like this, right?” He kicked his lips, leaning down to your face again.

“I know.” You stole a kiss.

“And you wanna keep going?” He chuckled against your neck, “I like your style, but I don’t want to make him mad.” He said before kissing your skin, “I like this, I really do (Y/N).” He progressed to nipping at you, and sucking before letting go. “If you want to continue this with the risk of the guys busting in here,” His kissing trailed down to your collarbone, “We could.” He kissed your exposed collarbone, doing exactly what he did to your neck. “I didn’t figure you as that kind of girl,”

His hand lifted the hem of your shirt, leaving your stomach to him. “What kind of girl is that?”

“The one who gets turned on by danger, doing things the wrong way, and getting man handled.” He mumbled against you, giving you goosebumps as he made his way up towards your breasts. “It’s a pleasant surprise.” He lifted your bra up next, not wanting to take it off because of the time you two had left. Licking around your nipple, he took it in his mouth suckling on it gently while pinching the other. “I really hope they don’t walk in, I want time for other things if that’s alright.” He looked up at you, still doing his work.

“If you hurry they won’t,”

“Hm,” He laughed shaking his head, “Now why would I do that? I want you to beg for me to be in you, not just say it nonchalantly like that. I want you to scream,” He said, pulling your legs apart and putting his hips in between them. “I want to make sure you get exactly what you deserve: a good, long, hard-”

A roar of laughter was heard in the hall along with whining from a deep voice, “Give me it back!”

“It’s a toy!” Another voice annoyingly responded.

“Get up, get up!” You whisper yelled, hitting Yoongi’s shoulder repeatedly. He tumbled backwards, pulling his shirt down and looking at the ceiling. You tugged desperately on your bra, and shirt.

“Yah, just give Tae his stupid toy back.” Namjoon grunted, opening the door.

“It’s not just a toy!” He snatched it from Jimin and his devilish smile.

“We’re finally back,” Hoseok said, coming in with bags of food.

“Time to eat!” Jin cheered happily, skipping inside.

“He’s been excited the whole way here,” Jungkook glared at him.

“Here (Y/N),” Jin handed you a styrofoam box, “Oh, you have a little..” He pointed at his neck, “Cover it and I won’t tell.” He smiled sweetly. “Yoongi,” He shook his head, “Here.” He patted his back roughly, sending him forward a little.

“Thanks,” He grabbed his meal, making sure his shirt was down.

“Ugh, Yoongi..” You pouted, fixing your shirt and hair. “Is it covered?” You pointed to where Jin said the ‘little’ was.

He bursts out in laughter, making some of the guys turn their attention to him. “Not even close,” He whispered, “Here, have my sweater.” He grabbed a sweater lying on the ground next to the wall. He sat closer to you, glancing at the rest of the guys then back to you. “It’s not little, I’ll tell you that.” He pecked your cheek lovingly, “Don’t worry about it, this’ll cover it.” He stood up, helping you in it as you raised your arms.

“How big is it exactly?” You worriedly asked, fixing your hair.

“Mm, hold on.” He reached in the sweater’s pocket taking his phone out. “I’m gonna move your hair out of the way, but I’ll put it back.” He brushed your hair over your shoulder, and some lose strands behind your ear. Looking down he chuckled, bringing his phone to it. You heard a light shutter sound, and he held it out to you.

“Yoongi-!” He covered your mouth knowing you’d scream.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” He looked over your shoulder, “I’m sorry, okay? Do you forgive me?” He looked at you in the eyes, smiling cutely. “Please, (Y/N)?” He held your hands, “Please, jagi?”

You sighed in submission, “Alright.”

“Thank you,” He pecked your lips, but but his while quickly checking if anyone saw. “Whew,” He touched his forehead, “Eat up.” He poked your stomach, then fixed your hair.

Once everyone finished eating and were done messing around, it was time Hoseok took you back to his house where your mothers were probably blabbering. “(Y/N) said she really liked you guys,” He smiled, putting his arm around you to look at the guys lined up.

“You guys are really nice, and funny.” You awkwardly said, swinging your arms. “Thank you for treating me to food, and thank you for keeping me company Yoongi.”

You looked over to him with his arms behind his back smiling, and nodding. “I had fun with you, too.”


Request: Would love to read about Ben searching for reader, because she’s been captured by scavengers so Ben and Han have to save her and cruise around in the millennium falcon. Also a lot of fluff!

A/N: I love me some Ben AU’s! Thank you, anon, for the request! Sorry it isn’t so fluffy! [GIF NOT MINE]

Warning: None

Word Count: 1.6K+


There was something off about how quiet the Falcon was, Ben was expecting you to come storming over to him, complaining about the fact that you ‘had to stay behind’ because Ben didn’t want you getting into any trouble. The moment he realized that you hadn’t come to yell at him in the good few minutes he had returned, Ben found himself rushing around the Millennium Falcon, frantically searching for any sign of you. “Y/N? Y/N?!” He called out, only to ram into his father. “D-dad, have you seen Y/N?” He asked, holding onto his father’s upper arms as Han only scrunched up his eyebrows.

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