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Movie Night

It’s here! The first part of “Our Girl” is here! This is a Dean x Reader x Sam series. 

Pairing: Dean x Reader x Sam (polyamorous)
Words:  1076

A/N: This is an open series. You can request things for it at any time. It’ll probably be open for a while, so request away!
A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)



          “Come on, Sam!” you and Dean both yelled from where the two of you were perched in bed. You had a bowl full of a mix of snacks made into a kind of trail mix. Dean had the drinks lined up for the three of you. Sam was in charge of the milkshakes you had requested. And he was taking too long for your and Dean’s liking.

           “I’m here,” Sam laughed, walking into the room with the three milkshakes, “You two are so impatient.”

           “Well, yeah,” you grinned up at him.

           Sam put the milkshakes on the nightstand and climbed into bed next to you, “What are we watching?” he asked.

           “It was Y/N’s turn to pick,” Dean grumbled slightly.

           Sam laughed, “Which musical are we watching this time?” he asked, knowing your movie taste well.

           “Chicago,” you grinned.

           “I can live with Chicago,” Sam said.

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Date Night Routine

Requested by: @totally-ravenclaw :D
Prompts: #15 “I immediately regret this decision” & #26 “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to.” (Reid x Reader)

A/N: Over 2700 words. Sorry not sorry.


Originally posted by spencerreideuphoria


“I immediately regret this decision,” was the first of many texts Spencer Reid received from you that night. It was quickly followed by:

“What did I say I saw in him at that bar?”
“Ugh, the guy has been talking about ‘the match’ for at least 20 minutes.”
“I still don’t know what sport he’s referring to.”
“I gave up trying to understand what he’s saying and opened the Pokémon Go app.”
“Speeeeence, this place is a Charmander magnet!!!”

And then there was the one he had been waiting for the entire night:

“Could you call me in about 10 minutes? I really need an excuse to leave.”

Since he knew the restaurant you were at, instead of just calling you from his apartment like you had asked him to, he drove to the restaurant and parked around the corner to pick you up. It’s a simple precaution, he thought. Who knew how the guy was going to react to you walking away mid-dinner?

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Siempre llevaré conmigo el recuerdo de mis dos grandes amores. El primero, me enseñó a estar preparado para afrontar la vida. El segundo, me enseñó a afrontar la vida sin estar preparado. Y hoy, los dos me enseñan a afrontar la vida…sin ellos
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The Wooing of Rose Tyler (1/?)

Okay, so I’ve had this fanfic idea ticking around in my head ever since I saw Casanova with David Tennant and I just couldn’t resist. You, you don’t need to have seen Casanova for you to be able to read the fanfic - but if you have, I recommend a game of spot-the-reference. There are a few in this chapter alone. XD

A small warning, though, Uni is currently keeping me insanely occupied, so I can’t promise regular updates. However, I have given my lovely beta @hermitinthetardis the right to kick my sorry behind whenever she thinks I’ve gone far too long without sending her something. So there’s that. :P

This fanfic is dedicated to @the-untempered-prism for giving me the nudge I needed to actually start this fanfic…and for actually replying to my messages. XD

Hope you all enjoy!


The Wooing of Rose Tyler (1/?)

Summary: After Versailles, Rose knew the Doctor was an incorrigible heartbreaker. Having to babysit Giacomo Casanova for three months while the Family of Blood searched for them did nothing to improve that image. (Ten/Rose; Casanova/Rose)

Rating: Teen

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Bucket List || Klaroline

#25daysofklaroline Day 14 - College

Her last week of college before graduation, Caroline felt restless. She had already completed her exams, packed up her apartment to move, and sent in her hiring paperwork for her new job in New York. Her to-do list was finished, and Caroline Forbes had nothing left to do.

Despairing on the lawn chair she had left in her living room after shipping most of her belongings to her new place, Caroline’s phone refused to beep with incoming texts. Her friends were all studying, and her draconic tutoring style made her persona non grata in their various cram sessions. She was about to text Rebekah again, but a knock on the door temporarily saved her bestie from dealing with her stir-craziness.

“Please be Bekah,” she called playfully before throwing open her door, only to find a different Mikaelson leaning on the threshold.

“Sorry, love,” Klaus answered with a smirk. “Will the favorite brother suffice?”

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