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11. “Why are there four dogs in our house? We don’t own four dogs. We don’t even own one.”

Sebastian Stan was a hardworking guy. Over the last year and a half, he gotten booked on more movies than ever before. At first it was a tad overwhelming, but it was his passion. He absolutely loved what he did.

He worried that the more traveling he did, the more of a strain it would be on your relationship. The two of you had been together for almost three years. You met because of a mutual friend who had a feeling that the two of you would click. Your friend had been right.

It started off slow but the relationship picked up speed when you both realized that there wasn’t anyone else on the planet that you’d rather be with. You felt like you knew absolutely everything about him and he felt the same about you.

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Curse of Desire

Summary: The reader is hopeless stuck in the friend zone with Dean, except there is total sexual tension. Both the reader and Dean are too insecure to see the truth, but after a witch case they’re kinda forced to. 

Word Count: 5135

Author’s note: I’m back bitches and since I graduated I’m here for good! This one is long but I feel like Tumblr has been lacking on the smut lately so this will be worth it. Tell me what you think:) 

It had been the normal run of the mill hunt, except things were never truly “run of the mill” with witches. The topic of the case was weird, but at the end of the day weren’t all witch cases?

You’d been sitting on the couch with Dean when Sam walked in, “Alright you two, I think I have a case”. Sam questioned why you and his brother were sharing a blanket on the couch, but reminded himself you both were “just friends”.

To say your relationship with Dean was complicated, would be an understatement. You were stuck in the friendzone, except the sexual friend zone minus the actual sex. By nature both you and Dean were dirty minded, but he never know the true impact his words had on you.

He would always make comments, or touch you in certain ways, his actions always made you question your “friendship” but your own insecurities made you brush them off. You always reminded yourself, “Dean is flirty with everyone…words are just words”.

It was always hard to hear Dean’s suggestive comments when you wanted so badly for them to be true. You’d make comments right back, stuck between wanting him to get the hint and realizing your silence might ruin your friendship because he would get the hint.

And that brought you to your current state, wanting Dean but afraid to lose him completely. Dean was instantly intrigued, “ What’s the case about?”. After he asked, he leaned back bringing himself closer to you.

As he made himself comfortable he rested his hand on your thigh, rubbing his thumb back and forth. The simplest touch sent shivers down your spine, and a million thoughts to race through your mind.

You were pulled from your thoughts by Sam snapping his finger, “Earth to (y/n), try to focus here”. Sam looked at you a certain way that made you blush, as if he just knew how madly in love with Dean you were and how insane Dean’s simple touch was making you.

Nodding your head you regained focus, pushing down your inner desires. Sam continued, “Okay this case is a little strange, but then again strange is our normal, it’s about a witch and a sex shop”.

Dean looked to you, “Wow some privates, a witch, and a sex shop” amused with his own joke. Rolling your eyes you replied, “ I’m not too sure how well privates rhyme with lion, but I like the effort”. He winked before turning his focus back to his brother.

Sam went on to explain that it was a sex shop in the middle of classic suburbia, which meant some boring suburban moms were getting down. There had been a string of sex related deaths meaning it was most likely a witch.

Dean couldn’t hide his excitement, “ Horny rich moms getting down….I’m down”. The slightest thought of Dean with someone else put you off and you got up from the couch. Sam rolled his eyes, “Dean it’s a case about sex related deaths….why would”.

Standing beside Sam you chimed in, “ This isn’t going to be a Stacy’s mom thing Dean, looks like someone’s been watching a little too much porn”. You laughed at your own joke but Sam put his hands up, still not fully understanding your relationship with his brother.

Dean smirked, “Aw princess don’t worry you fit into one of my other favorite categories, tight ass”. It was Dean’s turn to laugh at his own joke while you sighed in annoyance. Before you could open your mouth to reply Sam stopped you, “ Okay you two I’ve had enough of this conversation…it’s like living with two horny teenagers..”.

As Sam walked away you got in, “ Don’t act so pure Sam we share a computer!!”. Again Sam threw his hands up, surrendering to you two. Dean finally got up and high fived you, “Good one princess, I’m dying to know what searches you don’t share with Sammy”.

With a wink Dean was already down the hall catching up with Sam, leaving you there all hot and bothered. You instantly thought about what turned Dean on, what he looked like when he was turned on….and if you turned him on.

Trying to distract yourself you decided you’d start to pack. You’d gotten a text from Sam saying the plan was to leave in an hour or so, and then you’d be on the road. You packed the essentials, but also something a little more risky.

You decided to wear your favorite black lace panty set, feeding the part of your mind that told you something might happen with Dean. To feed the insecure part of your mind you put on your normal clothing over it. Just incase you laid out your second favorite set; it was light pink.

Before you knew it your door opened, and there stood Dean. You tried to quickly close your suitcase, but it was too late. He caught the cover before you could close it, “And what do we have here princess?”.

Dean held up the thong with both hands, smirking like a madman. Trying to not show your true feelings you played it off, “ Something only someone who earns it gets to see”. You needed to pretend that this situation didn’t throw you off, or else he would know.

He licked his lips, “ And what do I have to do to earn it?”. Before you could answer, or to be honest struggle to answer, Sam was also at your door. Strangely Dean hid what he was holding, which meant your panties were currently in his pocket.

Sam’s voice stopped your mind from running away, “ You guys ready? We should really hit the road”. You and Dean looked to each other before looking back to Sam. You smiled, “Yeah I should be ready in a minute, I’ll meet you and Dean in the garage?”.

You wanted to make things awkward for Dean once, aka leaving him with your panties. Sam nodded, “Alright, come on Dean”. Dean hesitated for a moment, but trailed after his brother.

It felt good to know Dean was struggling to explain something for once, and you found yourself laughing. Before you knew it though he was back in your room.

He sling shotted them at you as if he was eighteen again, “ I have only two reasons for liking these; seeing you in them, and getting you out of them”. You couldn’t help but laugh, there really was no one else like Dean. Laughing about the situation helped reassure yourself that he was just trying to get a reaction out of you.

Before he left you spoke, “ Sure Dean, everyone wants to get their best friend out of their panties”. That was the closest you got at telling him the truth, and you turned around in order to not even see his reaction. If you hadn’t  turned around you would’ve seen Dean struggling, his mind and tongue on two different sides.

You were something else to Dean, hard to understand because he felt so much for you. There were so many levels to you, which meant he felt so many different things for you. Normally when it came to girls Dean felt only one emotion; lust.

When it came to you he felt every emotion known to man, possibly even love. Love was not something Dean Winchester ever felt, and for once he was so unsure of himself. Did you love him back, where you only a friend, could you even love him?

To suppress his feelings he acted like he would towards any other girl; sexually. He’d constantly make sexual comments or jokes, but every time he did it just made things harder for him. When he’d summon up enough courage he’d touch you in small ways, trying to feed his desire in hopes to control it.

It never worked though, things just got harder and harder for him, he didn’t know what to do. Sometimes he swore you felt the same way, but if he didn’t love himself how could someone else? So Dean brushed everything off, to scared to actually act on his feelings.

He stood there nearly paralyzed, he was truly torn. Saved by Sam his brother called for him, “Dean come on, what’s with you lately?”. Dean just angrily ran a hand through his hair, eventually meeting his brother.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding in. Packing the rest of your essentials you got ready to leave, preparing for an awkward car ride with Dean. You just told yourself, “ Just focus on the hunt, it will distract you”.

Before you showed up Sam decided to finally address something that had been bothering him. Dean was packing weapons into the back of the impala, mumbling to himself.

Sam stood behind him with his arms crossed, “Look Dean we don’t have long but we need to talk”. Dean just looked up to Sam, obviously still frustrated. Sam continued, “ I don’t know what’s with you but I know it has something to do with (y/n)”.

Dean snapped up, “Look I don’t want to hear it!”. Sam wasn’t phased, “ Look you need to hear it! Is she your friend or?”. Sam had never seen his brother so worked up over a girl before, and he had to assume it was because he loved her.

Dean threw his hands up, “I don’t even know Sammy, I couldn’t tell ya! If you ask (y/n) we’re friends but..”. Sam intervened, “You want something more”. Dean shook his head starting to laugh.

He was so angry, “Sammy when have I ever been in a situation like this? You understand books and I understand girls…but (y/n) she’s so much more Sammy I mean fuck…I don’t think I’ve ever cared so much! When it comes to her damn straight I want to find out all the things that make her feel so fucking good…but I also want to spend the morning after with her”.

Sam smiled to himself, so Dean was actually in love? Dean continued, “ I want to make pancakes with her at seven am…watch a movie…fuck even cuddle….I, Dean Winchester want all these things..”. Sam laughed knowing the true effect you have on his brother.

He finally answered Dean, “ So why don’t you tell her?”. Dean started to shake his head again, “ Because what if she doesn’t feel the same way Sammy? She called me her best friend about five mintues ago…I don’t want to lose her completely”.

Sam wanted to punch Dean in the face for being so damn oblivious. He placed a hand on Dean’s shoulder, “Dean I know she feels the same, I can see the look she gets in her eyes when you enter a room…she lights up”.

Before Sam could continue you walked into the garage, and they were forced to stop the conversation all together. You smiled, “Am I interrupting something?”. They both looked to each other before simultaneously saying, “No” which made you believe you were interrupting something.

You were eager to just get on with things so you pushed down your doubts and got into the impala. The boys followed suit, and the impala was full. While adjusting the rearview mirror Dean gave you a weird look, but when he found you looking back he tried to play it off with a wink.

Brushing it off you asked Sam, “ So how long until we get there…and how exactly are we even going to deal with this?”. The sooner you focused again on the case the sooner you feelings for Dean would become temporarily gone.

Sam turned his head to face you, “ The plan is to go to the sex shop and take the witch out if we can, it shouldn’t be that hard”. You grinned, “ That’s what she said” your grin faded when Dean said the exact same words at the same time as you.

It was yet another reminder that the two of you could be on the same page for certain things, but on more important topics be complete opposites. Sam rolled his eyes, “I guess I set myself up for that one”.

Dean grinned, “ Get ready Sammy the innuendos will be coming just as much as you when someone mentions Star Wars”. You couldn’t help but laugh at that one, and neither could Dean. He looked at you again through the rearview mirror, but his gaze lasted a little too long.

Sam helped break the tension, “Before (y/n) can add to this I’m turning on the radio, just pick a station Dean”.  Just like that Dean picked a station, eager to distract from the tension as well. Time passed quickly as music filled the void, but you’d still feel Dean’s gaze.

Before you knew it you were there, Leawood Kansas aka classic suburbia. The store you were looking for was, “Maledictio cordis” which was in the middle of town. You guessed even classic suburbia didn’t feel the need to hide their horniness.

Sam’s knowledge of latin allowed him to realize it translated to, “ The curse of desire”. That would teach snooty rich people the importance of intellectual growth over financial growth.  It didn’t take long for you guys to find the shop, the only problem was that you hadn’t thought of a cover.

It was a little too late because the three of you had already entered the shop. The woman behind the desk lit up at the sight of all three of you, “And what do we have here, a menage a trois?”. The boys went to laugh but you realized it was the perfect cover.

You placed a stray strand of  hair behind your ear, “ That obvious huh…I guess you can probably see the naivety radiating off of us”. Looking to both brothers you begged them to play along, despite how awkward it felt.

The woman came around to greet you, “Don’t even worry sweetie, everyone starts somewhere! What exactly were you looking for?”. You hadn’t thought quite that far ahead and you found yourself struggling to answer.

Dean luckily saved you, “Well it’s a bit taboo..” you looked to Sam sharing the same look of concern. The woman didn’t hesitate, “I think I’ll have just the thing for you, always the innocent ones huh”.

The woman winked at you, with a “knowing look”. You wanted to laugh but now that the woman’s back was turned Dean was able to communicate more successfully as he mouthed, “Go with it”.

Taking his advice you smiled at the woman, “ Well what exactly did you have in mind?”. To be honest you didn’t want to know the answer. There was enough sexual tension between you and Dean, but now you were in an imaginative relationship about to pick out a sex toy…with Sammy.

She smiled even wider, “ I’m going to let that be a surprise deary, I’m going to take your partner here into the back room and we’ll pick out something you will all enjoy”. You wanted to die right then and there, this was way too awkward.

You opened your mouth to say something but she cut you off, “I can only imagine the whole dynamic of your relationship…” before continuing she looked to Dean and then back at you, “It isn’t naivety that radiates off of you both but rather passion…you can see in your eyes”.

Sam laughed, “I always say the same thing about them…it’s a real dynamic alright”. Your face turned beat red, unsure of how to play this one off. The woman loved it all, “Why don’t I take both men to pick out something to surprise you, in the meantime browse around the shop”.

She began to lead Sam and Dean but then turned back around, “I almost forgot, you both should try out my new perfume, it helps ignite desire”. Before you could object she pulled a small bottle from her pocket, spraying both you and Dean.

From the second you inhaled it you’d known it was a mistake. Sam immediately drew his gun, “ What did you spray on them!?”. Dean had fallen to the floor, and you suddenly felt extremely sleepy yourself.

Unable to keep your eyes open you couldn’t truly process the situation unfolding. All you heard was, “ The cure will make…….it won’t be hard…..they just have to finally….” and then boom you were out cold.

Sam ended up shooting the witch and lighting her on fire. She hadn’t told him about the true cure and swore she never would, so what was the point? Worse came to worse he’d call Rowena and she’d tell him the truth.

Sam managed to get you both into the back of the impala, both still out cold. He knew Dean hated when anyone else drove baby, but drastic times called for drastic measures, and besides he wasn’t exactly in a position to object.  

Before you knew it you felt your body begin to slowly vibrate, and your ears heard a soft hum. Opening your eyes you realized you were in the back of the impala, your head on Dean’s lap. The roar of the engine had woken you up. You shot right up finding out the hard way that was a mistake, “Fuck my head…what happened”.

Dean pushed you back towards his lap, urging you to rest again, “That son of a witch was what happened…she sprayed us with something and then lights out for the both of us”. Sam filled you in on what had happened, and also that he wasn’t quite sure what was going to actually happen to you both.

The entire time Sam was talking all you could think about was how close your body was to Deans, and it felt completely different this time. It felt like each nerve in your body was suddenly awake, and you hadn’t even known they’d been asleep.

Shifting you decided to press your body against the cold impala door, hoping to clear your mind. You were pulled from your thoughts when Dean asked, “Sammy could you turn up the ac, it’s hot as hell in here and we’d both know”.

Sam looked confused, “Dean are you okay it’s 52 degrees out..”. You backed Dean, “No Sammy it’s actually really hot in here, maybe just roll down a window?”. Sam only became more concerned and decided to pull over.

Dean was annoyed, “ Come on Sammy you can’t handle the fact that we’re both hot…why is it such a sin to roll down a damn window!”. He finished the sentence by holding his head, obviously in pain.

Sam pulled out his phone, “ The problem is that you both should be freezing but you’re burning up AND some witch sprayed you with something! We’re gonna get a motel and I’m going to call Rowena”.

You laughed, “Come on Sam it can’t be that serious…maybe we just need to sleep this one off?”. The more you spoke the more you realized you were wrong, your body started to ache all over.

Sam held up a finger warningly, “ I’m not listening to either of you, you’re both too damn stubborn and I’m the one driving here!”. You were waiting for Dean’s response but he was hunched over in pain.

You rubbed his leg trying to ease the pain, but instead it caused him to moan. His eyes went wide, “ I uh…I don’t know what that was…Sammy call the damn witch”. You stood there unsure of what to do, your mere touch had got Dean to moan.

Sam turned back around, “ I’m taking this next exit and we’re staying at the first motel we see”. You and Dean both just nodded, trying to get a handle on things. Your thoughts went to Dean, and the ache throughout your body intensified.

Looking over to him you could tell he was also in pain, but was he thinking about you too? Before you could think any longer Sam pulled into the motel, “ Sweetest Dream” making things even sketchier.

Dean read your mind, “Really Sammy this place?”. Sam pulled in anyways and went to go buy a room, ignoring his brother’s comment. Turning to Dean you took him in again, trying to assess the situation.

When Dean saw you staring he met your gaze and held it, an extremely intense look in his eyes. You tried to dull the moment to stop the heat rushing to your core, “ You don’t look too hot Dean…I think that witch really messed us up”.

Dean licked his lips, “ But you look damn good princess I-”. His sentence was cut off by Sam opening up the car door and shutting the car off. Sam picked up on the fact that he was interrupting something, “ Look incase this thing is contagious I got a separate room for the both of you…I guess you can continue talking in there”.

Trying to hide your desire you got out of the car, “ Have you called Rowena yet?”. Sam nodded his head and helped you and Dean unpack into your shared room. After he placed your bags down he added, “Rowena said she’d be here any second, she’s coming with Cas”.

Dean came and sat down next to you, nearly on top of you. It felt like a magnet was pulling you both together and it took everything in you to not rip his clothes off right then and there. Again Dean rested his hand on your knee, tracing light circles with his thumb.

When you noticed what he was doing you moaned out loud, it felt like Dean was very well rubbing your clit, not your knee. Immediately you looked up at him, “I’m sorry…it just feels so good”.

Dean bit his lip and moved his hand higher up your leg, his touch getting more and more intense. Sam got up and moved towards you both, “ Woah guys… I’m right here….I think that witch really did mess you up”.

With a puff of air Rowena and Castiel where now in the room. Rowena walked over to you both, “ I’ll be the judge of that deary”. It was hard but you snapped out of the trance Dean was putting you in, turning to Rowena.

She looked you both over like a doctor would do; felt your forehead, took your pulse, checked your pupils. Once she was done she rested a hand on her hip, “ Well it’s a simple cure but”…why was there always a but? She continued, “ To cure it they need to sleep together”.

You blushed, “ We what….?”. She smiled, “ Oh honey don’t play dumb the spell only works when the two people sprayed are in love. It’s simple really; you can either sleep together and become cured or let your desire eat you alive”.

Looking to Dean he didn’t seem as hesitant, he wasn’t shocked or beat red like you. Sam crossed his arms against his chest, “ I guess the only thing is to leave you both alone?”. All your nerves came back, of course you wanted Dean but you were afraid he only wanted you because of the spell.

Rowena agreed, “ Sure thing Sam, it’s really all up to them”. Castiel finally added something, “ I wish you both the best of luck with this battle”. Once again the true meaning of a situation flew over his head.

Sam put a hand on his shoulder, “ Sure thing Cas, let’s just go”. With that they all left the room, and you and Dean were alone. You were torn, part of you wanted Dean so badly but the other part was to scared.

Dean put his hand on your upper thigh again, hoping to incite the same pleasure he had before. You got up from the bed, “ Dean I can’t do this….I want to so badly…but not like this”. Your mind was going crazy, but so was your body.

Dean raised an eyebrow, “ What do you mean (y/n)…like this?”. You were trying to process so much emotionally and physically that you couldn’t hide your first thought, “ I don’t want you to sleep with me because some spell Dean…I want it to be real”.

He almost looked hurt, “ This is real (y/n) I want this….I want you”. Still you weren’t convinced, what if it was just the spell talking? You shook your head, “ No Dean, right now your body wants this but tomorrow when you wake up next to me your brain won’t want it..not even for a second”.

Dean got up from where he’d been sitting, “ Didn’t you hear what Rowena said? We have to be in love for this to work…and I didn’t need this spell to let me know how I feel about you princess. I’ve loved you before this but now that I know you feel the same way I’m not scared to lose you”.

Your jaw dropped Dean confessing your love to you was something you’d never thought you’d hear. He took your hands in his, “ I hid what I’d felt because I didn’t think you’d ever feel the same way…didn’t think I deserved you…but what Rowena said reassured me”.

Instinctively you moved your hands to his chest, “ Dean I love you two I never thought you’d feel the same way”. You sentence trailed off when you realized you were actually touching him, again your core aching.

Deans hands moved to your hips, “ You’re so beautiful princess”. He was barely touching you but it was intoxicating, and you needed more. You started to push him back until he fell on the bed, taking you with him.

Straddling him you grinned, “ You don’t look so bad yourself Dean”. Again his hands found your hips, pushing you closer to his body. Resting one hand on his chest you finally leaned down to kiss him.

When your lips touched it felt like you entire body was on fire, and his whiskey flavored lips lit the match. As the kiss went on his hands roamed all over your body, as if he was trying to remember even the smallest details of your body.

You clothes were soon discarded but when Dean noticed you were left in just your bra and panty set he stopped completely. For a moment he didn’t say a word, truly taking you in. Dean then licked his lips, “ you’re even more beautiful than I ever thought possible”.

You bit your lip, his full attention too much for you. He placed a hand on your cheek, “You really are (y/n)”. Hearing him say your name like that drove you crazy, you wanted him so badly.

To let him know how you felt you kissed him again, knowing it would reassure him. As the kiss went on you felt Dean’s member press against you, and that alone made you moan his name.

When he heard you he bucked his hips towards you, needing you just as badly. He nearly begged into your ear, “ Say it again”. This side of Dean was something you only dreamed about, and having it be your reality made you soaking wet.

Before you could answer Dean slide your panties to the side and brushed your clit. It sent shivers down your spin, “ Dean please”. If your eyes weren’t closed you would’ve seen Dean grinning like a madman.

So many nights Dean had laid awake thinking about you in positions like this, coming undone right before him. He massaged your clit, “ That’s it princess, please what?”. If you weren’t so needy you would’ve cursed him for being so smug.

You looked down to him, “ Dean I need you to fuck me…please Dean”. Dean took off his own shorts, and completely took off your underwear. Slowly he undid your bra, and marveled at the sight of you completely naked.

He brought your body closer to his and sucked on your breast, swirling his tongue around your nipple. It was a small area but the pleasure radiated throughout your entire body. With his other hand he massaged your clit again.

You were already getting close, “ Fuck me Dean…I need you”. He flicked his tongue over your nipple before bringing his mouth back up to yours. Dean passionately kissed you again, “Fuck you sound so good begging for me”.

You felt Dean pressing against your entrance, his eyes looking for any doubt in yours. You cupped his cheek, “ Dean I’m sure I love you so much”. His eyes lit up, “ I love you two (y/n)”. With that you felt him slowly enter inside of you, your walls stretching against him.

Adjusting to his size you slowly rocked your hips back and forth. With his hands on your hips Dean guided you, helping you pick up the pace. You both kept moaning, you’d both never felt something this intense before.

As you went faster Dean massaged your clit again, “ Shit (y/n) you feel so good”. Dean took his finger that had been rubbing your clit and licked it, groaning at the taste. Your jaw dropped and the only response you had was to moan.

You started to pick up the pace, needing more of him. You bounced up and down on Dean’s dick and he hit your g-spot each time. The sensation of him pulling out and entering you fully all too much.

His thrusts started getting sloppier, “ Fuck I’m so close”. You felt like your orgasm could hit at any second, “ Me two Dean”. Dean started giving his all into every thrust, and you did the same.

You moved your hips in a circular motion around him, becoming sloppier yourself. Dean massaged your clit even faster getting you closer and closer. He was grunting and cursing, “ Cum for me (y/n)…fuck..cum for me princess”.

His words turned you on even more, pushing you over the edge. When your orgasm hit your body was no longer on fire, but rather waves of pleasure washed of you. Wave after wave rippled through your entire body and your only response was to call out his name.

Dean did the same, and you felt him twitch inside you. As he was cumming all he did was moan your name. All he could process was you and the pleasure you were giving him. His orgasm shook through him.

When it was over you both were left panting, looking into eachothers eyes. Dean pulled out but you still straddled him. Sheepishly you asked, “ Well we’re cured..still love me?”. He laughed and moved to his side, pulling you with him again. Dean dragged down your bottom lip with his thumb, “ Always have, always will”.  

Imagine sneaking off with Chris.

You sat at a table sipping cocktails and gossiping with Scarlett, Hayley, and Cobie while Chris, drank beer on the other side of the room with Robert, Sebastian, and Mark. The two of you were in attendance of a MCU office party; Kevin’s way of letting his cast and crew let loose and have fun before he dropped the hammer on all of you with Infinity War. The calm before the storm, as Chris put it.

Speaking of Chris, he was subtly watching you over his beer. He’d been trying to get your attention for the past fifteen minutes so he could get you to sneak off with him, but you were yet to look over. He wanted some time alone with his best friend on the roof; the usual spot the two of you would go to at every office party after an hour of mingling. The more time he spent with you, the more he grew tired of being just friends. He’d always kept that to himself because the last thing he wanted was to screw things up, but seeing you in that white lace dress, smiling and laughing like an angel- he couldn’t hold back his feelings anymore.

The two of you’d been friends for almost seven years now; you’d met Chris while on the set of ‘The Losers’ and immediately hit it off. You quickly became best friends, and though there was a slight attraction between the two of you- nothing ever happened because you were both in relationships at the time. Even after you both became available, there was a mutual agreement that the friendship was too important to screw up, so again- nothing happened despite how badly both of you wanted something to. Something almost happened at the premiere of 'The Winter Soldier’, and again at the 'Avengers: Age of Ultron’ viewing party. The 'will they, won’t they?’ eventually reached a point where your friends, families, and co-workers felt the need to start a pool.

“You know you can just walk over there, right?” Sebastian reminded Chris when he noticed him staring at you. Chris quickly darted his gaze away, feigning innocence; the three men in his company chuckled. “You know we all know you like her, right?”

“Well, she is one of my best friends,” Chris retorted, running a hand over his hair; a nervous tick. Sebastian, Robert, and Mark shot him a weary gaze and he sighed, “what? We’re good as friends, we’ve established that.”

“You’ve been staring at her with heart eyes for the past fifteen minutes,” Robert chuckled. “There is no way you’re fine with just being her friend.” Chris made no effort to respond, he just sipped at his beer. “She likes you too, you know.” He said and Chris choked on his beer. “She’s just afraid of losing you as a friend if things don’t work out.”

“But it’s obvious that’s not going to happen,” Mark continued, “so just go and make your move. The two of you would be so good together, you’d be like Hollywood’s new power couple.” Chris chuckled softly at that, blushing at the thought of being with you. “Go, Chris,” he urged.

“Go,” Sebastian and Robert agreed.

“If you won’t,” Sebastian joked, “I will.”

“Fine,” Chris chuckled and downed his beer. “Wish me luck.”

You caught Chris’ gaze before he reached you, he beckoned his head in the direction of you roof and you nodded, smiling. He walked off in that direction, grabbing his coat on his way up; you excused yourself from your table and did the same. Scarlett, Hayley, and Cobie squealed when they saw looked over to Sebastian, Robert, and Mark who were winking and giving them thumbs up from the bar. Perhaps tonight was the night they could finally end the pool and give the world the couple they wanted; Chris Evans and Y/N Y/L/N.

“Aw man,” Chris groaned, pretending to be annoyed when he saw you.

“What?” You chuckled; confusion contorted in your expression.

“You were meant to come up without a coat so I could give you mine,” he said then laughed when you did. “As always, you’re your own hero.” He teased and you rolled your eyes, playfully shoving him when you reached his side.

“You’re such an idiot sometimes,” you chuckled softly.

“You still love me, so- whatever works, right?” He smiled when you did.

There was a short moment of silence that gave Chris the opportunity he needed to talk to you about becoming something more and to confess his love for you, but before he could push past his nerves and start- you spoke.

“There’s a reason you brought me up here, isn’t there?” You asked him, turning away from the city’s beautiful skyline to meet Chris’ as beautiful blue eyes. “This isn’t one of our usual hang-out-and-escape-from-the-crowd rendezvous?”

His immediate reaction was to back out so he didn’t screw up what he had with you, but when he paused and watched you intently- he realized he couldn’t play it safe anymore. He wanted- no, he needed to be with you. He was done fantasizing about the life he could have with you, he wanted to make it happen. He wanted to marry you and buy a house with you and have children with you; you were his one and he’d known that for a while now. It was time he stopped stalling and started doing even if it meant leaping out of his comfort zone.

“No, it’s not,” he shook his head. “I brought you up here to tell you I love you and I can’t just be friends with you anymore.” You felt your heart skip a beat at that confession. “I don’t know why or how nothing’s happened between us yet considering there were so many moments where something almost did. I don’t know what’s holding us back, but I’m done letting it. I’m putting all my cards on the table, I’m all in. I want to be with you,” he said, taking your hands in his.

“I want to be with you too,” you smiled, squeezing his hands. “I’ve wanted to be with you for so long now, I just-” He cut you off, pulling you into his arms and pressing his lips against yours. The two of you’d kissed before because of your roles, but it was nothing like this kiss; this kiss took both your breaths away. “Wow,” you breathed when he broke it, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Wow is right,” he chuckled softly, rubbing gentle circles into your sides. “Why have we never kissed like that on-screen before?” He quizzed and you laughed. “It would’ve definitely sped things up for us romantically, and- professionally? Think of all the awards we could’ve won for best on-screen kiss.”

“Shut up and just kiss me.” You lifted your head, reaching to meet his lips but he pulled back before they could touch. “What are you doing?” You chuckled softly, narrowing your eyes at his deeply flushed cheeks. “What are you looking at?” You turned to follow his gaze which was locked on something behind you; heat rushed to your cheeks and your jaw dropped at the sight of your cast members.

“Finally!” They all cheered.

“Oh God,” you buried your face into Chris’ chest, which was quivering with laughter.

“Yeah,” Chris pressed a kiss to the top of your head, “we’re never going to hear the end of this.”

Little Gilbert

(requested by anon)
Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 4 461
summary : Reader is Elena’s little sister and the Salvatore’s are over protective of her. Kai ends up staying at the Salvatore’s over night and sneaks into her room.
*gif by jake-riley
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Y/N’s life had gotten complicated the past few years. When her older sister Elena had met Stefan , Y/N had still been in her third year of high school. Both Stefan and Damon had taken a liking to her and over time had become like family to her - like she had two older brothers. After Elena had burned down their house , Y/N had moved in with the Salvatores. Problem was they were super over protective of her. If anyone even dared to get too close to her , things would get ugly for that person. Once a classmate , her friend Jake , had come over so they can work on a project and he had played a prank on her - sneaking up from behind to scare her - and she had screamed. Damon , who had been at the kitchen in that moment making her her favourite snack , rushed to the living room and nearly choked her friend before even bothering to listen to what had happened. Stefan was the same - almost , he listened first before trying to hurt anyone. Y/N loved them and appreciated having two guarding angels at all times but sometimes things were getting a little out of control. Their over protectiveness was starting to suffocate her. Whenever a boy showed up to take her on a date , one of them would tag along and even though the Salvatore wouldn’t sit with them , it didn’t matter much because they could still hear and see everything. Elena was the only one who could get them to back off a little but that never lasted too long.

* * *
Y/N walked downstairs heading into the kitchen, her ponytail and white polca dot ribbon flapping behind her. She was wearing a black tshirt with print (the logo of her favourite band) and gray skinny jeans along with her favourite ankle high black converses.
“Hey sis.” she smiled at Elena. “And big brother.” she winked at Damon.
Her eyes drifted towards the cupcakes on the kitchen counter and just as she was about to grab one , her eyes fell on a stranger sitting on the kitchen table. He had blue eyes ,brown hair , perfect angel like features and was holding a cupcake , his fingers covered with frosting. The boy glanced at her , then at Elena and Damon.
“You have a little sister?” asked the boy. “Wait. Who’s sister is she? And …where have you kept her hidden until now?”
Y/N took one of the cupcakes , taking a bite which resulted in cupcake frosting getting on her nose. Elena wiped it away with her thumb , giving her little sister a warning look. Damon glanced between Kai and Y/N , who obviously were curious about each other by the way they were starring at one another. Kai had gotten up , shortening the distance between him and Y/N. He was smiling widely , outstretching his hand for her to shake as a hello.
“Hi. I’m Kai …and you are ?”
“Littlest Gilbert.” she laughed. “I’m Y/N , Elena’s little sister, well cousin.”
“A human.” muttered Kai to himself. “Didn’t think those existed in Mystic Falls with all the supernatural population. I see you like cupcakes as much as me. Hey maybe we can go out sometime - there is this bakery near the town square -”
“OKAY , slow down big brother.” said Damon pulling Kai away from Y/N. “You are not allowed anywhere near her. Got it? She is off limits.”
“Why not ?” wondered Y/N.
“Because he is the one who shot an arrow through Bonnie’s stomach and he is the reason she is all alone in the Prison World right now.” said Elena pushing her sister out of the kitchen door. Y/N got free and ran back towards Kai and the cupcakes.
Elena’s little sister looked at Kai , head to toe , curiousity burning in her eyes.
“He doesn’t seem dangerous.” she said. “He seems .. cute and cuddly.”
Kai laughed under his breath. “I think she likes me.”
“No , no , no.” said Damon. “No one here likes any body. Y/N , go to your room before things get ugly for mr. charming right here.”
Elena grabbed Y/N and started pushing her towards the door again.
“Fine, fine. I’m going. See you around Kai.”
“Yeah. See you around.” he replied with a wistful look in his eyes.
Damon was starring at him , his arms folded in his chest.
“What ?”
“If you touch her , you lose your head or heart. Or both.” threatened Damon.
“Damon !” exclaimed Elena. “Don’t threaten him. He said he’d help us get Bonnie back. That gives him a pass. At least this time…”
Elena kissed Damon on the cheek while Kai was glancing between them and the door , hoping that maybe Y/N would pop her head through there.
“You two together is still totally revolting to me.” sighed Kai. “Alright , where is that stupid Ascendant ?”

* * *


Y/N walked into the Salvatore’s , her phone in her hands as she kept texting her friends. Elena had convinced Stefan and Damon not to hover over her that day , so she can spend it with her friends before their graduation in a few days. The Salvatores’ overprotective attitude really was getting out of control lately.
Y/N took a few steps into the living room and left her bag on the sofa hearing voices coming from the library. Whoever had come for a visit didn’t appear to be wanted. For a moment she hessitated , but in the end curiousity won over and she headed straight towards the loud voices ignoring the fact Stefan and Damon would be angry as hell if she put herself in any kind of danger.

“I just need a place to crash.”
“One night.” insisted Kai. “Don’t think your house was my first choice. Look I know we don’t get along , specially after that wedding fiasco , for which I am very sorry by the way. What Bonnie did hurt me and I snapped. It’s not like you two haven’t screwed up majorly at some point in your life.”
Stefan folded his hands , nodding and rolling his eyes listening to Kai. Last thing he and his brother wanted was Kai spending the night over , specially with Y/N being in the house. Kai had been dangerous before he turned into a heretic and now who knew what he’d do if he got upset. None of them were willing to risk it.
“I am trying to be better.” added Kai. “Please ? See how nice I am ? I even said ‘please’.”
“You are not not staying.” argued Damon.

Y/N made her way down the hall as quietly as possible. Not that it would do her any good considering the Salvatore’s were vampires and could hear her coming from a mile away. Quite literally. Whoever it was in there with them , might not make it out alive unless she intervined.
“It’s just for one night.” said a very familiar voice that made Y/N stop right at the door. “Please ? I promise to behave. Also need I remind you that you owe me for not going through with that crazy idea your psychopath of a mother had about linking Elena to Bonnie for all eternity ?”
“Because you did that out of the goodness of your heart ?” asked Stefan.
“Not important why I did it.” said Kai. “The important thing is that I did and now you owe me.”
“Fine.” groaned Damon. “But you are not allowed anywhere near her. Got it ?”
“Anywhere near who?” said Y/N walking in. Damon and Stefan groaned. Kai looked happier than ever she had walked in in that moment. He ran his fingers through his hair and took a small step towards her , stopping a second later realising if he took another someone might snap his neck. Kai smiled widely at her and she smiled back at him , taking a step towards the Salvatores. “Are you two going to keep it up with the over protective stuff? I love you but seriously - I am graduating high school , the ceremony is in two days. Are you planing on going to Whitmore with me too ?”
“No.” said Stefan. “We are just -”
“Being the most loving , carrying yet extremely annoying not-blood-related older brothers ?” interrupted Kai making both Salvatoress turn towards him. He could see Y/N was trying hard not to start laughing. “Sorry. I couldn’t help it. Can I at least say HI to her or is this forbidden too ?”
Damon poured himself a drink and drank most of it while Stefan motioned for Kai that it’s OK if he wants to say HI. In a flash Kai hugged Y/N under the absolutely shocked facess of the Salvatore brothers.

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“Don’t look at me like that.” You laugh quietly.
“Like what?” Rocket smirks as he finishes cleaning his gun.
The pair of you had time to kill why the rest of the crew gathered supplies so you both thought some target practice wouldn’t hurt. You both stood in the clearing of the forest surrounding the Milano, using the bizarre looking trees in it as targets.
“Like you’re suprised I’m a good shot.” You lower your weapon and turn to fully face Rocket. He held your gaze while his smirk grew. He throws his gun over his shoulder and saunters over to the tree you had hit.
He traces his small finger over the bullet hole.
“Not too bad for a Humie, I suppose.” He tried to hold his laughter back. He looks over his shoulder to see your reaction to his words. The glare you were giving him broke his composure. “Relax, relax” He laughed, eyes gleaming. He puts his hand up in mock surrender. “I’m just kidding, I know you know your way around a gun. I’d say better than me but I’m no liar.”
You laugh and throw a fresh round of ammo to him. He catches it without a problem.
“Okay then tough guy, show me how it’s done.” You step back and watch the familiar glint in Rocket’s eyes. You loved seeing how happy he could be when people weren’t calling him names or shouting at him. He clears his throat and turns towards the trees.
“Watch and learn, Princess.” He fires his gun in an overly dramatic way; he always did like to show off in front of you. He keeps going until his gun is out of ammo.
He turns to you and takes a bow, smugness radiating off his every move.
He walks towards you and you ruffle the fur on top of his hair. You both laugh and sit on the grass leaning against the Milano.
The shade was a relief. After spending almost three hours in the blazing light of the planet’s two suns the two of you were ready for a break.
“They’ve been gone for ages.” You comment looking in the direction they had walked.
“Don’t complain,” Rocket laughs “It’s rare we get any alone time.” He places his gun on the floor and hops onto your lap.
He wasn’t wrong. Out of fear of judgement the two of you had decided it would be better to keep your relationship a secret. This, however, meant that you only got small moments alone. Rocket treasured these moments more than his gun and gadget collection combined. You really did mean the galaxy to him.
You run your fingers through the fur on his cheek. He closes his eyes and leans into your touch. A small sign escapes him and you feel yourself grinning.
“Is it bad I hope they never come back?” He whispers cracking open his right eye to look at you. You can tell he’s joking but a small part of you is hoping the same thing.
You loved your family but you also loved Rocket and having people around constantly made things harder.
You sigh and place a light kiss to his forehead.
“Hey, I haven’t waited a full week for one kiss on forehead.” Rocket laughs. You smile down at him and raise an eyebrow. He smirks and shakes his head. He stretches up and places a kiss to your lips. He feels you smile into the kiss as he places one of his hands on your cheek and the other on your shoulder.
The loud laughter of Drax in the distance makes the two of you jump. Rocket pulls away quickly and jumps to where his gun is.
“Hey guys!” You wave as they come into view.
“Hello Human female.” Drax smiles carrying a large crate of alcohol. “I found this for the rodent.”
Rocket let the name slip over his head as he looked at the alcohol in awe; eyes wide like a child in a sweet shop. ‘This can only end badly’ you laugh to yourself. Drax hands the crate to you.
“I’ll take this to your room.” You smile to Rocket. He nods and follows behind you.
Once you reach Rocket’s room he closes the door behind him. He waits until you place the crate down before making his move.
He pushes you to the bed, a smile on his face. He climbs on top of you and leans in for a second kiss.
“ROCKET?!” Quill bangs on the door making Rocket freeze millimetres away from your lips. “THE SHIP’S BOILER NEEDS FIXING!”
Rocket growls and hops off of you. He walks to the door and bangs on it. “ALRIGHT QUILL GIVE ME A DAMN MINUTE! I ONLY JUST SAT MY ASS DOWN!” Rocket shouts.
He turns to look at you and sighs.
“I’ll try and stop by later when everyone’s asleep.” You smile and lean down to kiss him. He grabs a hold of your shirt and pulls you closer to him.
“You better princess, this alcohol isn’t gonna drink itself.” He whispers as he pulls away and rests his forehead against your’s.
“I’ll let you fix the boiler and I’ll be by later.” You kiss him one more time before standing up to leave.
“Promise?” He whispers, looking up at you.
“I promise Rocket.”
“I’ll see you tonight then sweetheart.”
You open the door and step out, remembering to close it behind you.
As you walk towards your own room you hear the distant arguing from Rocket and Quill. You pause long enough to hear Rocket mocking Peter.
“ROCKET DO THIS! ROCKET DO THAT!” He says in a high pitched voice.
“I DO NOT TALK LIKE THAT!” Quill argues back.
You laugh and shake your head. Family. can’t live with them, can’t live without them.

What do you mean you don’t know who Batman is?

Bucky Barnes x ReaderWord Count: 1,263

You only had a few minutes.

The mission was a simple one. Infiltrate the charity banquet, find the plans for the weapon that Hydra was building and then haul ass out.

The charity banquet was being thrown by Xander Scott, elected politician in the area. He was suspected to be in cahoots with Hydra. Just what you needed, more corrupt government officials. Like there weren’t enough of them already.

You and Sam were dancing in the middle of the large ballroom. Xander Scott owned the hotel, so it was safe to assume that he had an office there. The two of you were dressed to the nines to fit in with all of the ridiculously rich people around you. Steve, Natasha and Wanda were at another location close by just in case things got out of hand. It would’ve been too suspicious for you all to be there.

You looked over Sam’s shoulder and saw Bucky standing at the bar. He gave you a small nod and then disappeared.

“I’m going to run to the ladies room, sweetheart.” You said to Sam playing along with the charade that the two of you were a couple.

“I’ll be waiting.” He winked before you went in the same direction that Bucky had gone.

“Okay guys. Let’s get in and out without a fuss.” Steve said in your earpiece.

“It’s the two knuckleheads and (Y/n). I’m praying there will be minimum fuss.” Natasha joked.

“To their defense, the knuckleheads have managed to act civilized 90% of the time.” You added as you walked right past the woman’s restrooms. Making sure that no one was watching you, you took a left and walked down a hallway that you were sure you weren’t supposed to be in. The heels you were wearing wasn’t making it easier for you to be stealthy.

“Bucky, are you in position?” Steve questioned.

“I’m here. Waiting for (Y/n).”

You walked towards the door that you knew was Xander’s office. Bucky was there waiting for you inside. You closed the door behind you.

“I didn’t get followed but that doesn’t mean we have all day.” You said to him as you started to search the office alongside him.

“I’ve looked in the obvious places. There’s nothing here.”

You quickly tried to get into the mindset of the crook. Scanning along the walls, you tried to find something that was out of the ordinary. There was a giant bookshelf that was on the opposite wall of the door.

“Something about these books seem a little…” you tried to move one of the books and saw that they were fake. All of them on the middle shelf were connected together making a long row. You pulled them down and the bookshelf opened right in the middle leading down a dark hallway.

“I’m getting some major Batman vibes right now.”

“What’s Batman?”

You froze and turned to look at Bucky, “What?”

“What’s Batman?” He repeated, “Is that like a friend of yours or something? I don’t know who that is.”

“What do you mean you don’t know who Batman is?”

“Guys!” Steve shouted in your earpieces, “are you seriously having this conversation right now?”

“Sorry.” You and Bucky said at the same time. You grabbed the gun that you had in your thigh holster and went down the hallway first. Bucky walked closely behind you.

The hallway lead to a small room. There weren’t any windows or anything hanging on the walls. There was barely any light. The only table in the room was stacked with papers.

You and Bucky dug around until you found the blueprints. Bucky stuck them on the inside of his coat pocket before the two of you left the creepy room.

“You guys are in the clear. Just get out of there safely.” Natasha said to you as you walked back into the office.

The two of you pushed the bookshelf back together before making sure you didn’t leave anything out of place. Bucky walked out of the office first and you closed the door behind you.

Just as the two of you were going to round the corner of the hallway that lead back to the party, you heard footsteps. The sound stopped you in your tracks.

“You’ve got company headed your way.” Steve warned you and Bucky.

You knew that you only had a short amount of time to do something.

“Kiss me.” You said to Bucky.

Shocked at what you ordered him to do, he froze in place. “What?”

“Public displays of affection make people uncomfortable. Kiss me now!”

Bucky faltered for a split second before grabbing you by your waist and pulling you closer to him. His lips were on yours before you could tell him to kiss you.

Maybe the thought of you kissing Bucky crossed your mind a time or two. You would admit that it had. Bucky was the most attractive man that you had ever laid eyes on.

It was easy to get a little lost in the heat of the moment. Bucky completely forgot that he was in the middle of a mission the moment his lips touched yours. He had been wanting to kiss you for quite some time and now seemed like the perfect moment.

“Excuse me?”

The two of you came up for air and saw someone standing nearby. He looked like he was one of Xander’s guys. You braced yourself for a fight.

“No guests are allowed back here.”

Bucky chuckled a little, keeping his hold on you for show, “Sorry, I just needed a moment alone with my beautiful wife.”

“He hasn’t been able to keep his hands off of me all night.” You joked.

The man smiled dryly, “Let me escort you back to the party.”

You both followed the guy back to the ballroom were everyone was dancing. Discretely checking behind your shoulder, you saw that the guy left once he made sure you and Bucky were where you were supposed of be.

“Sam is waiting outside for you guys.” Steve said in your ear.

Bucky grabbed your hand and lead you outside. Once made it out safely, you felt a weight lifted off your shoulders. You and the knuckleheads actually did it without a ruckus.

“What are you doing holding hands with my wife?” Sam joked when you and Bucky approached him.

“After that kiss, I think that she prefers my company. Don’t you, baby?” Bucky winked at you making your heart skip a beat.

You decided to mess with him a little. “Bucky, don’t flatter yourself. I would’ve kissed Vision if he were there instead of you.”

“Damn! She told you.” Sam joked as the three of you got into the car that was waiting for you.

Bucky hit Sam before sliding in after you. He was quiet for most of the trip back to the Tower. Sam, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was too busy on his phone and talking to the driver to notice.

You decided to be a little bold and move closer to Bucky. He looked at you when he noticed that you moved towards him.

“Just so you know, I wouldn’t have kissed just anyone back there. You’re special, Barnes.” You whispered in his ear.

He smirked, “So, what you’re saying is that you like me better than everyone else.”

You smiled, “I guess that’s what I’m saying.”

Bucky leaned even closer and kissed your cheek softly. “I like you more than anyone else too.”

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Not So Vanilla 

Summary: The reader is stuck in the friend zone with Archie but desperately wants out. She’s so in her head that she doesn’t pick up on the constant hints Archie drops, or even listen to what Jughead tells her. One party changes all that. 

Word Count: 5458

Author’s note: Okay this is my first Archie imagine!! Please let me know your thoughts and I’m sorry it’s long but trust me theres a lot of smut;) I want to write more Riverdale so tell me if you like it!

You were sitting at a booth in Pop’s across from your best friend Jughead, eating some fries and a milkshake. Jughead was in the middle of one of his philosophical rants about this small town and, “ All the damn secrets within it”.

Riverdale had been turned upside down ever since of the murder of Jason Blossom, and everyone was acting differently. Jughead swore something was up and suddenly your small group of friends turned into, “ Mystery Incorporated” aka the characters of Scooby Doo.

You were distracted from what Jughead was saying when you saw Archie walk in to pick up an order. The thing about Archie was that you were good friends, but you’d always had feelings for him.

The reason you never acted on it was because your other best friend Betty had been in a similar boat, and when she confessed her feelings Archie explained he didn’t feel the same way. Betty was incredible and if Archie turned down her you’d hate to see what he’d do to you.

Betty had moved on and actually started to have something with Jughead, but you still felt like by the laws of girl code it was a no go. Regardless you couldn’t help but stare and let your thoughts drift.

There was always something about Archie that made you think he wasn’t as “innocent” or  “vanilla” as he seemed. Maybe it was because you weren’t so innocent yourself, but that was something not a lot of people got to see.

The more you thought about it the more you realized Jughead was right, the people of Riverdale did have a lot of secrets. You were pulled from your day dreaming when a fry hit your face, “ Earth to (y/n) stop staring I can basically smell the angst radiating off of you”.

Rolling your eyes you threw a fry back, “ Come on Juggy maybe you’re just threatened that someone might have just as big of an imagination as you”. The Archie you truly wanted lived strictly in your imagination because in real life you couldn’t act on your feelings.

Jughead grinned, “  I have a feeling your imagination turns 50 Shades of Orange themed when you look at Archie, and I am NOT threatened by that”. He began to laugh, amused at his own joke leaving you sighing.

If there was anyone who knew just how dirty your mind could get it was Jughead, but that’s why you loved your friendship. You shot right back, “ Don’t even make me bring Betty into this it’s called a Betty Bomb for a reason and I wonder how she makes you explo-”.

Your sentence was cut off when Archie forced Jughead to push over, sitting down in the booth. Jughead sat there looking all to smug watching a blush creep over your face, praying that Archie didn’t pick up on what you’d been saying.

Archie picked up a fry, “ What were you guys talking about? Normal “this is all a conspiracy theory” stuff?”. Jughead went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “ Something like that…what are you doing here?”.

He leaned forward and sipped from the straw of your milkshake, a weird look in his eyes as he did so. Once he’d drank long enough he explained, “ Picking up an order for the ole man I swear we better do something tonight because if I stay in my house any longer-”.

Jughead intervened, “ You’ll end up like Jason Blossom?”. Archie laughed, “ Jeez Juggy that’s morbid of you…but I guess so”. You felt your mind begin to run wild thinking about what plans the night could possibly bring.

Jughead looked to you, “ You know (y/n) was saying the same thing earlier, she’s just dying to have some fun tonight”. Archie raised an eyebrow and a smirk formed upon his lips. He was intrigued, “ Really doll? I figured you were spending too much time with Jughead over here and going to the dark side”.

Archie had many pet names for you ranging from doll to princess, and they were all really outdated. That was the thing about this town and the people within; you could all be so old fashioned at the same time you were living in the 21st century. Each time he used one of his nicknames it made you core ache.  

You smiled, “ With everything that’s been happening recently I think we all could have some fun….distract ourselves from the current episode of Pretty Little Liars that we’re living in”. Both boys laughed, it was all too true.

You heard the clack of heels which only meant one thing, Veronica. She walked right over to the table after saying hello to her mom, “ Hello Archiekins and the rest of the rag-tag gang”.

Unlike you Veronica had no problem showing her feelings for Archie, and she walked right over Betty while doing so. Jughead sighed, “ That’s what we’re referred to as, the rag-tag gang?”.

She made Jughead push down again as she slid into the booth, making space for herself where there was none. Archie placed a hand on Jughead’s shoulder, “ Don’t worry Juggy, you’re the ragiest of them all”.

Jughead rolled his eyes, getting annoyed with the little space he had, “ You know I think there’s a limit for how many people can sit on one side of a booth…. yeah Newton founded it”. Veronica had put all her attention on Archie so Jughead’s comment went over her head.

Munching on a fry she asked, “ So what’s a girl like me to do on a night like this?”. Jughead made a face meant only for you and you couldn’t help but giggle. Betty was able to see the good in everyone, and she was the one of the few who could find it in Veronica.

Veronica had been a classic mean girl at her old school but was trying to fix her ways, with everyone BUT you. There was always this tension between you both, and it was all her creation.

In your life of sin all you truly needed was; Jughead, Betty, and Archie. When Veronica was thrown into the mix things became unleveled, but you hoped that you’d soon get to the bottom of whatever was causing it.

Archie looked to you with a smile on his face, “ Well (y/n) suggested we do something fun, and I say we embrace her wild impulses”. He finished his sentence with a wink and you felt your heart leap from your chest.

Veronica wasn’t as amused, “ You’re kidding right? She’s a total Janis not a Regina”. Archie rolled his eyes, “ I don’t know what’s worse Ronnie the fact that I understand that reference or you ability to forget it’s always the quiet ones”.  

Jughead choked on his milkshake at Archies comment, if only he knew. Archie patted Jughead on the back but raised an eyebrow at you, picking up on what had just happened. Trying to downplay things you laughed, “ Come on Jug you should know how to drink by now”.

After catching his breath Jughead replied, “ Sorry (y/n) I just had a revelation, maybe we should hangout at your house..won’t your parents be on a work trip”. You wanted to kill Jughead but instead just smiled.

Veronica grinned, “ Let’s have ourselves a little project x shall we?”. You shook your head, “ Uh how about more like The Breakfast Club”. She rolled her eyes but both Jughead and Archie seemed down.

Archie laughed, “ Anything that will get me out of the house I’m down, let’s invite Betty too”. Veronica tried to hide her disappointment, but both you and Jughead picked up on it. Smiling you replied, “ I’m sure Jughead would love another night with Betty huh Juggy?”.

Once again he threw a fry at you, hoping to distract from how red his face was. Veronica smiled, “ So I guess that means you pair off with me Archiekins”. You wanted to pour your vanilla milkshake over her head right then and there.

Archie looked to you, “ Sorry Ronnie but I think I’m going to have to watch over (y/n) tonight, make sure she actually has fun for once”. You grinned right back at him, and the thought alone made butterflies take flight in your stomach.

Veronica got up, “ Well I should be going, text me the details and I’ll grace you all with my presence later” she tried to hide her anger towards everyone else but shot daggers at you. Finally she walked away leaving you three alone.

Archie took another fry, “ I know Ronnie is trying her best to be a good person but I wish she’d respect my space”. You’d always thought that Archie was interested in Veronica, but that all just changed. Jughead gave you a look that said, “ I told you so”.

You spoke your mind, “ I wish she’d respect mine two I swear she has it out for me”. Normally you’d have stayed out of drama but you wanted to see how Archie would respond. Pop called Archie’s name meaning his order was ready.

Before leaving he took one last fry, “ She’s just jealous of you (y/n)… I don’t blame her”. With that he was gone. You thought you’d faint right then and there, did Archie basically just say you were better than Veronica Lodge?

Jughead crossed his arms over his chest, “ I believe there’s a certain saying for times like these…ah yes….I told you so”. You were too happy to be annoyed by his comment, your heart flooding with feelings.

Grinning you explained, “ Did Archie just say Veronica has a reason to be jealous about me? Veronica couldn’t be more of the classic “it” girl Juggy..”. Whenever you compared yourself to Veronica you always came up short due to your own insecurities.

Jughead rolled his eyes, “ What have I been telling you for weeks? Archie likes you (y/n) and Betty likes the idea of you both too”. You nearly choked on your milkshake….Betty knows? He continued, “ Look Betty and I spend many a night pondering certain topics and you and Archie are a common one….basically you have her blessing”.

You were confused, “  She really doesn’t mind Jug…you sure? I love Betty and-”. Jughead started to laugh, “ Let’s just say she’s been too preoccupied to care…”. A smile formed upon your lips not only because Jugheads sexual comment but that fact that two of your closest friends finally found someone who loves them back.

Jughead continued, “ And anyways Betty knew that Archie was just a classic school girl crush and that they work better as friends, but for you and Archie….”.   You were feeling so many emotions at once you felt you could explode.

Smiling you explained, “ I feel so relieved Juggy I was scared that Betty would be hurt if she knew how I felt about Archie! Oh god does this mean I have to actually act on my feelings now?”. You’d spent so much time imagining scenarios with Archie that possibly making them come true was scary.

Jughead grinned, “ Let’s just call this party tonight disney because-”. You finished his sentence, “ It’s where dreams come true”. You shook your head, feeling a mixture of uncertainty and excitement. Jughead called for the check, “ Come on (y/n) we have places to be, things to do, and a Ginger to make very very happy”.

Jughead used a suggestive tone while saying the words “very” because he knew how badly you’ve wanted to be with Archie. You placed down your half of the check, “ Well let’s see how the party tonight goes-”.

Your sentence was cut off by no other than Cheryl, “ Party tonight…is Pop’s suddenly handing out fortune cookies because this is giving me serious Freaky Friday vibes”. Just when one door closes another door opens, and you wouldn’t mind slamming this one shut.

The last thing you wanted was for Cheryl to come, “ Sorry Cheryl I meant to say our close get together, inner circle only”. She laughed, the kind of laugh you hear before someone pulls a trigger or drops a bomb.

Placing a hand on her hip she replied, “ Oh sweet naive (y/n) nothing in this town happens without me knowing, I’ll be there tonight and you’re welcome in advance”. She was gone as quickly as she had come.

Jughead shook his head looking up, “ He taketh as soon as he giveth”. Cheryl had the power to ruin this party on a biblical scale, locusts and all. Getting up you sighed, “ Let’s focus on the good for once Jug, like how Archie Andrews actually likes me”.

Getting up from the booth as well he placed a hand on your shoulder, “ It’s only been five minutes and it’s already going to your head, how the mighty crumble”. Rolling your eyes you walked out of Pop’s and made it back towards you house with Jughead.

Within five minutes you were already there, entering your empty house. Jughead spread out on your living room couch, “ When the cat’s away the mice will play”. That analogy painted a vivid picture in your mind, your house trashed.

Turning to him you laughed, “ Well I just hope the mice don’t go crazy…”. Jughead smiled, “ It’s going to be fine (y/n) the only people that matter tonight are; you, Archie, and Betty. The rest could be real mice for all I care”.

It felt good to have such a loyal best friend, Jughead really was like no other. Within a second your door bell rang and Jughead just had a grin on his face. Opening the door you realized it was Betty, with about three boxes of party supplies.

She smiled, “ Juggy here explained you were in over your head so your lifeboat has arrived!”. All you could do was giggle and just be thankful for how caring Betty was. She placed the boxes on the coffee table and clapped her hands together, assessing the situation.

Jughead held up a finger, “ Before we go off to battle I should relay the game changing drama that has unfolded”. Betty raised a eyebrow and sat down next to Jughead, “ Do tell Juggy”.

He looked to you and then Betty, “ We were at Pop’s and were visited by the three ghosts of Christmas, Cheryl the ghost of no other than Christmas past because no one willingly spends time in the present with her, Veronica the ghost of Christmas present because she’s somehow always in our lives, and finally the ghost of Christmas yet to come…Archie”.

Betty grinned, “ Now why exactly is Archie the ghost of Christmas yet to come?”. If Jughead wasn’t smiling like a madman before he was now, “ I’m passing the torch to (y/n)”. Betty was beaming with excitement and anticipation.

Blushing you explained, “ Well as per usual Veronica was being a bitch to me and Archie said it’s because she’s jealous of me..”. Jughead intervened, “ That’s not all our sweet little (y/n)”. Jughead was loving this moment because you were finally realizing that you were worth it.

He knew how insecure you were and he hated it, he wished he could go into your mind and rewrite each bad thought you had. Biting your lip you continued, “ He said he didn’t blame her for being jealous..”.

Betty let out an excited scream, “ OMG I told you Jughead!!! Archie totally likes (y/n) I KNEW it!”. You felt relieved to know Jughead wasn’t lying, she really was happy for you. Still you wanted to double check, “ It’s not weird for you Betty I don’t want-”.

She cut you off, “ Trust me (y/n) Archie was just a really intense crush for me before I knew what actually caring for someone felt like….and what it feels like when someone cares about you the same way”.

As she spoke she looked to Jughead and you swore there was a sparkle in both their eyes. You placed a hand over your chest, “ Awe you two melt my heart, as long as I know I’m not hurting you and you’re happy now that’s all that matters”.

Jughead scoffed, “ Now can you remind me why we tolerate Veronica, she not only has a thing for Archie but also has some weird vendetta against (y/n)”. He was right, you wanted to know why Betty still remained friends with her.

Betty smiled, “ Look Veronica is trying to be a better person, and when you try most often than not you also fail…but I don’t want to be a reason why she doesn’t try at all”. How could Betty be so compassionate?

You shook your head, “ But Betty she clearly has a thing for Archie and doesn’t even try to hide it and she knows what happened between you both!”. Jughead nodded his head, agreeing with you. He hated that Veronica clearly took advantage of Betty.

She just shrugged her shoulders, “ I know trust me I see it, but I know Archie doesn’t care about her. He wouldn’t support Veronica trying to get out the last of her mean girl ways”.

Betty continued, “ Archie cares about you (y/n) and so it doesn’t even matter how Veronica acts because he’d never act on it. She only wants him because he wants you (y/n) and soon she’ll get the hint”.

Shaking your head you replied, “ I guess Betty but it still irks me to know she didn’t even talk to you about it”. Once Betty set her mind to something there was no changing it, if she wanted to still see the good in Veronica than damn straight she would.

Jughead sighed, “ Oh Betty Cooper the world truly does not deserve someone as forgiving and caring as you”. He kissed her forehead after he finished his sentence and she looked so blissfully happy.

She clapped her hands together, “ Okay enough drama talk I think it’s time we get this party going”. Betty started to unpack the boxes which included things from plastic cups and snacks to a first aid kid.

You started to pick up around your house and before you knew it you’d spent an hour and a half setting up. When it was finished Betty smiled, “ It’s perfect, now we have to get ready”. Jughead looked himself up and down, “ This is as ready as I’ll ever be, you two can go get ready upstairs”.

You and Betty looked to each other completely giddy, it had been awhile since you’d gotten all dolled up. Betty had brought along a light blue dress and ballerina flats for herself. You decided you’d wear a short black dress that hugged your curves but flared out, simple yet stunning.

You paired it with a black lace choker and short black pumps and when you turned around Betty’s jaw dropped, “ You look so good (y/n) Archie is going to love it”. Betty did her normal makeup look and you did a gold smokey eye and pink lip.

Betty’s mood changed, “ I love it, but why are you so dressed up?”. You’d almost forgot to explain that Cheryl was coming, which meant the rest of the school as well. Rolling your eyes you said, “ Cheryl overheard us in Pop’s which means she’s bringing the entire school with her”.

Betty looked mad for a moment but shook it off, “ Who cares? All the matters is that something finally happens between you and Archie tonight and when you look like that how could he resist?”.

Laughing you hugged Betty, her kind words meaning so much to you. You did a slow spin, “ I guess I do clean up nicely huh?”. Looking at your phone you realized another hour had passed, making it nine o’clock.

Now that you were ready you and Betty headed downstairs, preparing for the possible arrival of any guests. Walking down the stairs you realized music was already playing and there were voices talking.

In your living room sat; Jughead, Kevin, Ethel, Veronica, and Archie. When you walked over to them Kevin whistled, “ Shit (y/n) you look good! If I weren’t gay-”. Veronica cut him off, “ But you are…nice clean up job guys”.

Betty smiled, “ Tonight’s a special night” and she looked to you and Archie as she said so. Archie smirked, “ You look really good doll, black has never looked better”. Jughead winked at you, hinting to Archie’s feelings for you.

You smiled, “ Thanks Archie you’re not looking too bad yourself”. He winked at you and leaned back into the couch. Kevin was eager to start the night, “ So when will our other guests be arriving?”.

Before you knew it the doorbell rang and Jughead said, “ Speak of the devil…literally we might as well be summoning the devil”. Opening the door you were greeted by Cheryl, and nearly half the school.

Cheryl smiled her fake smile, “ One keg in the backyard boys the other in the kitchen”. Stepping back you allowed everyone in, flooding your house. Cheryl turned to you, “ You look good (y/n) hoping to finally tie down Archiekins?”.

Faking a smile yourself you replied, “ Something like that…”. A strange look appeared on Cheryl’s face and you suddenly feared you’d fed her inner monster. She made her way towards the living room where everyone was sitting and placed a bottle of tequila on the table.

You followed suit, trying to brace yourself for whatever she had planned. Cheryl placed a hand on her hip, “ We’re going to play a good old game of truth or dare”. Jughead laughed, “What are we five?”.

Cheryl shot back, “ No Jughead we’re just a group of people that need to be forced into action right (y/n)?”.  You nodded your head hoping Archie wouldn’t pick up on what she’d been hinting at.

She continued, “ The rules are simple pick either truth or dare, BUT if either option is to much for you take a shot instead”. Looking to Jughead you didn’t hide your apprehensions, this could go really bad really fast.

Betty wanted to help, “ I’ll go first Cheryl” but Cheryl just shook her head. Grinning she said, “ Aw sweet Betty you’re a little to naive for this, the first round goes to Archie”. Cheryl winked at you before asking her question.

She smiled, “ So Archiekins what will it be, truth or dare”. Archie just looked at you and then giggled, feeling daring himself. He replied with dare and those around you roared with excitement.

Cheryl smirked, “ I dare you to choose who you’d rather hook up with, Veronica or (y/n)”. You felt your heart stop beating and you just looked to Jughead and Betty, too paralyzed to do anything else.

Archie didn’t hesitate, “ (y/n)” and he winked at you. You never wanted him more than in that moment, and the rest of the room roared again. Cheryl turned to you, “ Do I have to dare you to kiss him or are you going to give the boy what he wants?”.

You bit your lip unsure of what to do but then you remembered what Jughead and Betty had told you, “ All that matters tonight is you and Archie”. Both Jughead and Betty were trying to hold in their excitement, but were miserably failing.

Summoning up the courage you extended a hand to Archie, “ Now or never Arch”. He took your hand in his and let you lead the way, beaming with excitement. You lead him upstairs and did your best to ignore the comments and cheering from everyone else.

When you got upstairs you lead him to your room closing the door behind you. You stood there unsure of what to do next, and he picked up on it. He picked your chin up with his fingers, “What’s the matter doll?”.

You told the truth, “ Are you sure you like me because-”. He cut you off by placing his lips on yours, he tasted lightly of cinnamon. As he kissed you his hands explored your body, roaming up and down your curves.

He began to kiss your neck and whispered into your ear, “ I’ve wanted you for so long (y/n) you don’t even know”. It sent shivers down your spine and caused goosebumps to appear all over your skin. Archie brought his head up to face you again, “ Talk to me doll, let me know what you want”.

He dragged down your bottom lip with his thumb begging you to speak. You barely got it out, “ I want you Archie”. Your words caused a smirk to spread across his face and his eyes to light up. Licking his lips he replied, “ Good girl”.

Archie lead you to the bed and you were now straddling him. He rested his hands on your hips and you began kissing again. This time his tongue explored every inch of your mouth, he needed more.

As the kiss intensified your grinded your hips against him earning a groan from him. Archie started to kiss down your neck until he found that magical spot and sucked, “ God Archie”. You felt him smile against your skin, proud of how good he could make you feel.

You groaned again when you felt how hard he was, your confidence growing. His fingertips brushed your upper thighs and he started to push up the hem of your dress, his touch sending waves of need to your core.

He whispered into your ear again, “ You look so damn good in that dress doll, but you’d look even better out of it”. It was your turn to smile and you leaned back, beginning to take off your dress. Archie sat there watching you with lust filled eyes, completely in awe.

Slowly you pulled your dress over your head and off of your body keeping eye contact the entire time. Archie was biting his lip trying to hold back from taking you right then and there. When it was off your body you grinned, “ Your turn”.

He smirked, “ Fair is fair (y/n)” and he took off his shirt. Leaning forward you rested your hands on his chest as he took off his pants. Grinning you said, “ Working for your dad this summer did have it’s benefits”.

There was barely anything separating you from Archie and you felt how hard he was. Archie leaned forward and kissed the valley between your breasts, coaxing you to undo your bra. Taking the hint you unclasped it from behind, the cold air making your nipples erect.

He began to suck on your left breast, “ God you’re beautiful (y/n)”. As he swirled his tongue around your nipple you moaned his name loudly, making his erection grow even more. Your voice was shaky, “ Archie I need you”.

Archie took his mouth off of your nipple and instead massage your breast, “ All I needed to hear (y/n)”. He slid down his boxers and you took off your panties, now nothing separated you both. Archie bit his lip, “ So fucking beautiful”.

He positioned himself at your entrance, pausing to make sure you truly wanted this. Looking down you saw a different look in his eyes possibly love, “ I want this so bad Archie…I want you”. He smiled and kissed you passionately, crashing his lips into yours.

Archie finally entered you, slowly letting you adjust to his size. You were still straddling him and feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure you rested your head in the crook of his neck. Archie felt your walls tightening around him, “ God (y/n) this feels so good”.

Feeling more confident you started to rotate your hips, moving back and forth. Archie groaned, “That’s it doll…fuck”. His hands gripped your hips guiding your body to move perfectly with his.

It felt so wonderful to be so in sync with him and you started to moan his name. You began to kiss his neck, leaving marks resembling the ones he’d left on you. You’d never felt anything like this, being this close with someone both emotionally and physically.

Maybe it was because the beginning of this year had started with death that you felt this exact moment represented so much more. The both of you had stopped letting things get in the way and were truly living.

He groaned, “ You feel so good (y/n)” and you felt him starting to thrust his hips up. Your bodies were moving together as you started to bounce up and down. Feeling him enter in and out of you was all too much.

Each time he entered fully into you he hit your g-spot, and you felt your orgasm coming. Archie felt it two, “ Fuck (y/n) I’m going to cum”. His thrusts got even quicker, pushing you closer.

Your face was still in the crook of his neck, “ I wanna see your face baby”. Moving your head you made eye contact with him and saw his lust blown pupils. Leaning forward you kissed him, intensifying the moment.

Picking up the pace you went faster as well, needing to reach your climax. Archie took his lips off of yours and moaned loudly, this all too much. He barely got it out, “ Cum with me (y/n)”.

His words pushed you over the edge and you felt your orgasm shake throughout your entire body. Suddenly every nerve in your body was on fire from the amount of pleasure you felt. Your eyes closed shut trying to handle everything you were feeling at once.

You felt Archie twitch inside of you as his orgasm washed over him. You both moaned each other’s names, it was the only thing your brains could process. He held onto your body tightly and you felt him shake beneath you.

The both of you were lost in the moment, neither of you had felt something like this before. You rested your head in the crook of his neck again, “ Fuck Archie that was amazing”. He turned his head and kissed your forehead, a huge smile on his face.

Suddenly he shifted so you were now on your back and he was hovering over you, propping himself up with his elbow. Looking down at you he grinned, “ I can’t believe we waited so long…”.

As he spoke with his free hand he dragged his fingertips lightly down your body, sending shivers down your spin. Smiling back you replied, “ I always knew there was another side to you Archie Andrews”.

Biting his lip he replied, “ And you’ve barely explored it”. The entire mood shifted and you suddenly felt extremely needy again. He winked, “ Don’t worry (y/n) I’m not done with you yet”. He placed his lips lightly on yours, wanting to take his time.

You ran your hands through his bright orange hair making him groan, and you felt him smile. He pulled his head back, “ And I always knew there was another side to you doll, and I want to take my time exploring it”.

Biting your lip you imagined what that would mean for you both. Before you could continue there was a loud banging on the door, “ Wrap it up love birds, the sheriff is busting this popsicle stand”.

You both started to laugh knowing by the phrasing it was no other than Jughead. Archie yelled back, “ Way to ruin the moment Juggy!”. The both of you started to get dressed, and you wished you could lay your bed with him forever.

Jughead yelled back, “ Trust me Archie I heard you were finished, I’m not ruining anything!”. You heard him laugh from the other side of the door, proud of his own joke. When you were finally dressed Archie pulled you close again, “ Because I got cutoff, I really like you (y/n) and although you make me fucking explode by just thinking about you I want more than that”.

You felt the butterflies in your stomach again, “ I really like you two Archie…for more than just how hard you can make me cum”. He started to laugh and you knew you were falling in love with him, but you didn’t know he was falling in love two.

Jughead yelled again, “ You’re going to want to get down here and talk to the sheriff with Kevin because I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to fool around if (y/n) is grounded for life”. Archie kissed your forehead again before leading you outside of your room.

Jughead went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “ No more comments Juggy, I’m too worn out for that”. Jughead’s jaw dropped, feeling extremely happy for you but also shocked. You didn’t care that you’d have to talk to the sheriff, Archie Andrews was now yours and that’s all that mattered.

Imagine Chris bringing you breakfast at work.

“Morning, baby.” Chris mumbled into your skin as he peppered it with soft kisses. You stretched in his arms and smiled, pressing your back against his front. “I’m definitely going to miss waking up to you when I have to leave for ‘Infinity War’.”

“Aw, sweetheart.” You reached behind you and looped your arm around his neck, pressing your face against his pouty one. “I’m going to miss you too. But hey,” you reached for your phone to check the date and your remaining days together, when you saw the time; 8:14AM, you were late for work. “I gotta go!” You broke out of Chris’ grip and jumped out of bed, nearly falling face first when your feet got caught on the sheets.

“You’re going to go to a funeral home if you’re not careful,” he sat up, chuckling. “Babe, relax.” He told you; you resembled a pinball as you bounced around the room, scrambling an outfit while you brushed your teeth. “I’m sure Xenia can manage without you for a while, I mean- who’s getting flowers so early in the morning?”

“You don’t understand.” You told him as you continued to brush; it was probably hard for others to understand, but Chris had your toothbrush talk down pat. “We’ve got a huge order of table arrangements to do today. It’s for a wedding and the bride’s totally insane, if she comes in to do an impromptu check- Xenia’s going to be fucking pissed I’m not there.”

“Okay, well- you still need breakfast, so I’m going to go quickly whip something up for you to have on-the-go. What do you want?” He flipped the covers off his legs and started to get out of bed when you stopped him.

“No time,” you told him then entered the bathroom to rinse and spit. “Don’t worry about it, babe. I’m not very hungry anyway, I’ll just pick something up later on my lunch break.” You told him and closed the ensuite door behind you so you could pee then change.

While you were changing, you heard footsteps which meant Chris was doing what you told him not to anyway. You sighed with a smile because you loved how unbelievably caring your boyfriend was, that smile faltered slightly when you realized it wouldn’t be long until you had to say goodbye to him for at least nine months. God, you were going to miss that perfect specimen of a man.

You went downstairs and into the kitchen to kiss Chris goodbye and chuckled softly at his variation of “quickly whip something up for you to have on-the-go.” You’d usually just make a smoothie or a protein shake for him when he was running late, but Chris? He had to make a feast with pancakes and bacon and eggs. For a man who was about to run off and be Captain America for the last time, one would think he’d cut his normal eating habits.

“Chris, baby. I love you, but I really don’t have time for any of this,” you told him then pressed a kiss on his cheek. “I have to go, okay?” You grabbed an apple from your fridge then headed for the front door, Chris following behind you. “I’ll see you after work?” You quizzed as you cupped his clean shaved face in your hand; he nodded. “I would really like to see Cap with a beard in 'Infinity War’, you should really pitch that.”

“Maybe he does and I just shaved to throw you off,” he teased and you laughed then pecked his lips before heading for your car. “Drive safe,” he called as you climbed in. He waved until you drove out of the driveway and around the corner.
• • • • • • • •
“I can’t say I like you with Chris,” Xenia began and your eyes narrowed. “Without him, you’re always on time for work. With him, you’re almost always late.” You chuckled when you realized she was just teasing you. “What do you two get up to every night, hm?” She smirked and you laughed, feeling slight heat rise to your cheeks when you thought back to your late nights with your boyfriend.

“Like I haven’t covered for you when you go out and party a little too hard with Tris,” you playfully bit back and she chuckled. “Speaking of, congratulations.” You smiled when you saw her smile; she’d just gotten engaged to her girlfriend of six years. “I can’t wait to see how beautiful your wedding is.”

“And I can’t wait to order flowers from a shop where we don’t have to arrange them,” she said and you both laughed. “What about you and Chris?” She asked when you both settled. “Think you’re ever going to tie the knot with him?”

“I’d like to,” you nodded, smiling. “But it’s not really my choice, is it? He knows I’m in it for the long haul, if he wants the same thing then- he can propose. But I’m not going to push him, I’m good with what we have. Plus- I think he’s got enough on his plate at the moment with 'Infinity War’ coming up and his contract ending.”

“Is he planning on signing another?”

“I don’t know,” you shrugged. “He’s said a few times that if Marvel wants him, they have him, but I personally feel he’d be happier doing something else. He loves directing and he was so happy directing 'Before We Go’, so maybe he’ll go look for something else to direct. He just wants to be known for more than Captain America, and he should- he is so talented.” You were so busy talking about Chris that you didn’t realize he’d walked into the shop and had heard everything you said; he smiled at Xenia who’d spotted him the second he walked in.

“I think you have a customer,” Xenia beckoned her head at Chris and you turned around; you immediately smiled when you saw his face. He held up a little picnic basket and you knew he’d brought breakfast to you. “Oh my God,” Xenia chuckled when you turned back to her, suppressing your excited smile with pressed lips. “You’re not even engaged yet and you can’t spend a minute apart,” she teased and you and Chris laughed. “Go, I’ve got this.”

“Thank you,” you reached over the workbench and hugged her, before gesturing for Chris to follow you into the back room. He gave Xenia a quick peck on the top of her head as he walked past, making her laugh. “Yes, fooood.” You cheered as Chris laid out the spread his made this morning on the table. “I’m so hungry.”

“I knew you were lying about being hungry,” he chuckled. “You’re always hungry.”

“True,” you grinned as you forked a piece of pancake onto your paper plate. “Mmm!”

Chris chuckled as you audibly enjoy his breakfast, there wouldn’t be a day where he wouldn’t find you adorable. His chuckles turned into laughter when you did a little dance in your chair, humming happily as you ate. God, you were such a dork, but at least you were his dork. He reached across the table and took your hand in his, pulling it to his lips. You raised an eyebrow as he kissed the back of your hand; he smiled in response.

“I thought the flowers were going to be the prettiest thing in this shop, I was very wrong.” He complimented and you chuckled, shaking your head. “You know,” he said as he released your hand, scooping himself some scrambled eggs. “This is the first time I’ve brought a girl breakfast after she skipped out on me in the morning.”

“We’re dating,” you chuckled.

“Still left me cold and alone,” he pouted then laughed when you laughed. “But hey, some girls are just worth chasing.” He shot you a wink and you smiled, kissing the air in front of you. “So, you think I’m talented, huh?” He began with a smirk, feeding himself some eggs.

“Of course I do. I’ve always thought you were talented, incredibly talented for a matter-of-fact.” Your eyes narrowed at his question; it seemed random to you until you realized he was talking about what he heard earlier. It dawned on you that he might have also heard you talking about marrying him. “Exactly when did you walk in on our conversation?”

“Around the time when my beautiful girlfriend starting complimenting me,” he told you and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. “But,” he continued and you tensed, “I may have also heard said beautiful girlfriend talking about marrying me.”

“Oh,” was all you could manage.

“Hey,” he chuckled when he saw your tension; he reached over the table and placed his hand over yours. “Don’t look so worried, that’s definitely the direction we’re headed.” Your shoulders relaxed a little and you smiled at him. “I’ve just got a lot on my plate at the moment, like you said. I want to marry you, you bet your ass I’m going to marry you.” You laughed at that. “But I’m going to do it when things settle a little, okay?”

“Okay,” you nodded, smiling.

“I love you a lot more than you know, Y/N,” he told you. “You’re never going to be the one that got away,” he assured you then kissed the back of your hand again. You smiled and pressed your hand against his face, to which he turned in to and kissed your palm. “Never.”

“Likewise, Evans.”

Saved by an Angel

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Title: Saved by an Angel

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word count: 1,911

Warnings: Angst & Fluff

A/N: Oh look, a Castiel fic that I have all ready for all of you! I hope you like this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much!! <3

The wind blew through your hair as you sat on a bench in the park.  It was delightfully breezy and not too cold.  You had your earbuds in, listening to music as the wind tousled your hair softly.  You dipped your head as a single tear escaped your eye.  As the tear fell you felt a small rush of wind behind you.  You figured it was just the wind so you had ignored it.

You almost fell of the bench startled at the sudden figure that sat down beside you.  You had not seen him before.  You almost got the knife that you had always carried in your pocket out, but you were suddenly wrapped in this man’s arms.  You almost fought the strange man off, but you oddly felt safe.  You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest.  He had on a trench coat and a suit, but his tie wasn’t on right.  You thought that it was odd, but you liked it oddly enough.

“Who are you,” you whispered thinking he wouldn’t hear you.

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Kai Parker x Reader 
word count : 5 397
warning : smut
summary : dom!kai  / Kai goes away for a couple of days and when he comes back he finds Reader at a bar with some guy’s hands around her. [sorry, jealous Kai was too h o t  to pass on 😅😈]
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   “You have lost your mind !” she opened the car door, slammed it shut and stormed down the driveway towards their house. “How can you even think I’d do that to you ?! To us ?!”
Y/N kept walking, her skin feeling as if it was on fire due the emotions coursing in her veins and the colder air outside did nothing to help her cool off. and by the looks of it – it did nothing for Kai either because when he gripped her forearm forcing her to turn around, his eyes burning with anger, jealousy and pain. He didn’t want to believe what he had seen or what he thought he had seen because the events unfolding before his eyes made no sense. But a part of him was terrified it had been exactly what it had looked like.
   “I know what I saw!” he snapped. “I come home after five exctruciatingly painful days without you and instead being home, you are at a bar … with – with some guy’s hands around your waist and you about to kiss him ! What am I supposed to think ?! Or do for that matter ? That guy’s lucky you were there or he would’ve exploded in blood –”
   “You are supposed to believe me when I tell you nothing happened !” she yanked her hand back and kept walking up the stairs towards the porch. “I am your –”
   “– everything. You are my everything, Y/N! Which is why this hurts so much.” he braced his hand against the door, pressing his body against hers from behind. “I can’t erase that image from my head. Every time I close my eyes it’s right there ripping my heart out all over again.”
   “You know what I see every time I close my eyes?” she asked unlocking the door. “A stranger. Not someone who has been in my life for two years and knows me better than I know myself.”
Y/N pushed her jacket off her shoulders and tossed it over the stair railing, storming towards the liquor cabinet while he lit up the fireplace and closed the door with a flick of his wrist. He watched her bend over, her skirt lifting up her legs while she looked through the bottles until she found the oldest whiskey and opened the bottle. Or tried to before he grabbed it from her hands, shoved it back from where she had taken it and pulled her up. Electricity coursed through her veins from the spot he was holding her wrist and they gazed into each other’s eyes, both of them standing so close she could feel his breath on her face.
   “A stranger ?“ he questioned. “Is that what I am to you now ? I thought I was your boyfriend. The one person you couldn’t live without…”
   “Malachai –” she protested. “Let go off m–“
Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes and his lips crashed against hers cutting her off mid-sentence. Without realising it he slipped in her mind, more specifically the memory from about 30 minutes ago.

Y/N sat at the bar, glancing at her phone screen and a smile showed on her face seeing a picture of her and Kai on her screen show up followed by a beep. Her fingers tapped on it and she read a message from him ‘I miss you. Be with you in a jiffy.’ A smile spread across her face, her heart fluttering at the thought he is probably on his way and she’d be in his arms again. Her fingers moved swiftly on he screen as she started typing a message to him, a text he had gotten just as he was parking the car down the street from the bar. ‘No one says jiffy anymore. ;) I can’t wait. Miss you more than words.’ Not too long after that the guy he had seen with her showed up, sitting next to her. He eyed her up and down and put his hand on her waist which she instantly pushed away.
   “What is a beautiful girl doing all alone sitting at the bar?”
   “None of your business. Why don’t you get lost before my boyfriend gets here and makes you feel sorry you were even born ?”
Y/N took her phone and bag deciding to wait outside for Kai and started to get up when the guy grabbed her and his lips almost forced themselves on hers. She stepped on the guy’s foot with her heels causing him to flinch, pushed him off her and her palm connected with the guy’s face who
still refused to let go off her. His grabby hands found their way where they shouldn’t be, which had been the exact moment Kai had walked in and the guy had ended up choking at first and nearly set in fire afterwards before Kai had dragged her to the car without saying a word to her until they were on the road.

Kai pulled away, his eyes piercing into hers for a long moment before she slapped him, the sound hanging in the air.  “What the hell was that I just saw?” he demanded. “You kissed him ?!”
Y/N stared at him. Every now and then when he caught her off guard this would happen and on purpose or not he’d slip in her mind. He was still new at the vampire thing and mostly this happened by accident and usually she didn’t mind much because there were no secrets between them, except now it only fuelled her anger towards him. How can she be upset with him and want to tear his clothes off him at the same time ?
   “Stay out of my head Malachai !” she shouted pushing him off barely taking two steps when he grabbed her hand and spun her back until her body pressed against his. Y/N stared into his eyes. He looked so beyond hot right now, unshaven with his hair a bit longer and slightly messed up her breath got caught in her throat and a tingly feeling spread through her body like wild fire. “I didn’t kiss him. He tried to kiss me and if you saw the full memory you know I pushed him off –“
   “And that’s supposed to make it OKAY ?” he snapped.
   “Kai –“
   “Is that what happens when I am away ? You act like you are some kind of sl–” he didn’t get to finish when she slapped him so hard his neck cracked. Or maybe it was her wrist, she didn’t know or care. For a moment he stood frozen. Silence fell in their home and the only sounds audible were the light cracking of the fire in the fireplace, her heartbeat and breathing. Then he turned around with his jaw clenched and she tried to get herself free but his grip on her tightened. Five days without her and all his emotions were running on complete overdrive – he missed her touch, her lips and her entire presence. Jealousy courses through his veins burning everything in its path with his lust for her following right after burning everything that remained. His self control was slipping fast and the slap only added to it.
   “Hmmmm….” he stared into her eyes.
   “I suggest you carefully pick what you say next. You are about to cross a line.” she warned, pushing him off but he didn’t give up and pulled her towards him so suddenly she didn’t have time to react before his lips smashed against hers again more demanding than ever. Without realising it he slipped into her mind again, only this time he got pulled in a different memory and when he pulled away, his expression softened. It didn’t seem she had noticed because she raised her hand and he barely managed to grip her wrist before her palm had connected with his cheek again. They stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment and his lips smashed against hers again. Y/N thrashed against him for a few seconds and then melted in his arms. Her fingers tangled in his hair, lightly playing with the scruff in the back of his head while he shoved her against the wall by the fireplace kissing her as if his life depended on.
Five days without each other combined with everything that had happened boiled over in an instant in one emotion – hunger for the other. Their lips barely parted with each other, craving more with every second and Ka pushed his crotch against hers, making her moan into the kiss while she pushed his jacket off his shoulders and lightly pulled at his shirt. His body pressed against hers and he slipped his hand under her skirt, brushing his fingertips against her bare skin while his lips moved down her jawline towards her neck leaving wet sloppy kisses on their way.
   “You are driving me completely mad.” she muttered, her eyes fluttering closed. Her back arched off the wall lightly as she threw her head back. “You and your jealous rage… How is my first thought  ‘how fast can I tear those clothes off him’ ? How is that thought capable of overwriting almost everything else?  What have you done to me?”
   “Same thing you have done to me.” he said into her skin. Y/N pulled his lips against hers, kissing him so hard it almost hurt. Everything that had happened in the past half hour seemed to both dissolve and fuel their actions at once. Their lips moved fiercely passionate against each other, leaving both of them completely breathless before he suddenly wrapped his hand around her neck lightly, holding her up against the wall and gazed into her eyes. A different fire burned in them as she gazed back at him, her gaze drifting slighly towards her finger’s movements as she gripped on his shirt, tearing it in two. Her hands roamed his bare chest as she lightly dug her nails in his flesh. His eyes fluttered closed for a second and his grip on her neck loosened. Instantly she pulled him towards her, their lips colliding in such a deep passionate kiss she nearly dissolved into atoms in his arms. Her hands shot for his jeans, undoing the belt and button when he gripped her wrists and chucked.
   “No, no.“
   “Kai, I –”
   “Shhh – “ he lovingly brushed his fingers against her cheek and leaned in whispering in her ear. “I think you are in need of a reminder to who you belong to so accidents like this don’t happen again.”
Kai scooped her up in a flash, seating her on the large desk. He tore off her panties, ripped her shirt to shreds and her bra flew off her body while their lips moved fiercely against each other. A split later second her skirt was gone. Her legs hitched around his waist, holding him towards her and his crotch grinded against hers making her moan into the kiss. A devilish smirk flashed in his eyes and the second her hands reached for the bulge in his jeans he gripped her wrists and tied them together with her panties, pushing her down onto the desk. Kai’s hands roamed all over her chest, not taking his eyes away from her for a second while he cupped her breasts and his lips connected with her bare skin. His tongue swirled around her left nipple lightly tweaking the other, sending shivers through her body all of which concentrated on her core. Quiet moans escaped his lips and he sucked on her nipples, lightly pinching and nibbling on them it almost felt as if she could cum just from his actions in that moment. Everywhere his lips touched her skin or his fingertips glazed against it or his nose lightly brushed against her skin felt like fire while his fingertips brushed against her inner thighs so agonisingly slowly it drove her completely nuts. Her back arched off the desk the closer to her heat he got, every particle in her body craved his touch like never before.
   “No, no.“ he said as if scolding a little child. “Keep those beautiful eyes on me. And no touching or I will have to stop and start all over again. No sounds either.”
Y/N’s eyes widened, trying to figure out how she could possibly comply with the last one knowing how when his fingers and tongue start to play there is no stopping him. “You are not serious.”
A devilish spark flashed in his eyes and he laughed under his breath. “No, but you should’ve seen your face. I missed listening to you moan my name too much to punish myself like that. You, however, are in so much trouble young lady.”
Her legs spread wide with a snap of his fingers and he leaned in, his tongue lightly lapping around her clit. So lightly it was almost as if he wasn’t touching her at all. Y/N bit her lip and moaned quietly unable to look away from him.
   “Look how wet you are.” he cooed, blowing a light stream of air onto her clit before brushing his fingers against her folds spreading her arousal around. “So wet you are dripping. Hmmm – ”
He leaned in licking a bold stripe directly through her clit, slurping some of her arousal about to drip on the desk before sliding his tongue in her warmth as deep as it could, twirling it around slowly. Her heart was racing in her chest, her breathing becoming a little more ragged every time his nose brushed against her clit and his scruff rubbed against her heat. He was driving her completely out of her mind and he had barely started. His fingers brushed up her stomach towards her breasts, cupping them and playing with her nipples while his tongue slid inside and out of her faster each time. His tongue curled inside her going in a little deeper every time and her eyes started drooping but what drove her completely insane and truly set her skin on fire was the way he was looking at her. How hadn’t she noticed how dark his eyes were before ? There was hunger in them, a thurst he couldn’t satisfy and the longer he devoured her, the more it appeared he couldn’t get enough.
    “Such a naughty girl.” he cooed replacing his tongue with his fingers, pushing them into the last knuckle, slowly curling them around and pulling out to the fingertips again and again.  “Do you have any idea what you did to me?” he started, slowly picking up the pace with each curl. “I’ve never had anger like this burning in my veins. I didn’t even know it was possible to get that jealous.” he said a little amused. “Feelings are… hard.”
His fingers curled inside her feeling every inch so agonizingly slowly it drove her completely out of it, but not as much as when he roughly pushed them inside her going in deeper every time until his fingertips hit her spot. It felt as if he had thrown her into a wild fire and slowly poured more gasoline, with each pump. They’ve been in situations like this before – they bickered, argued and fought which always ended up with them nearly breaking every horizontal surface in the house, going at it for hours until they were both completely exhausted and everything was forgotten. And even though she hadn’t told him about it, she had a suspicion he knew the dominant side of him turned her on like crazy. His entire personality did, especially the danger vibe around him that had pulled had her in like a magnet since the moment she had laid eyes on him for the first time.
   “What am I going to do with you ?“ he thought out loud. “Maybe I will keep bringing you right on the edge, not letting you cum. Or maybe I will make you cum again and again.” he pushed his fingers roughly inside her, feeling an animal instinct slowly take over him. “Or I will fuck you so hard you will feel it for a week.”
Kai watched her squirm, trying hard to keep her eyes open as he had demanded while he pumped his fingers faster, going in a little deeper every time and her walls clenched around them. Her mind was getting foggier by the second with her orgasm building up fast and her moans turning into small screams until she was right at the edge and he slowed down his finger’s movements long enough to delay her release before starting all over again. Whimpers started mixing with her moans while he flicked her clit with his tongue, his fingers slowly curling around inside her and he enveloped her clit between his lips, listening to her breathing become erratic all over again and her heart rate increasing to dangerous levels. Her eyes fluttered closed and almost instantly he grabbed her face, chuckling, forcing her to look at him. She bit her lip moaning a little louder when his fingertips hit her spot, lightly throwing her head back without taking her eyes off him while he sucked and tugged on her clit as if his life depended on it.
    “Please –“
    “No.” he moaned, the vibrations directly hitting her clit. Y/N blinked and her breath got caught in her throat. There weren’t just devils dancing it his eyes. It was almost as if the Devil had positioned himself between her legs in that moment, lighting her on fire with every pump of his fingers with every moment he tugged on her clit, slurping on her arousal from time to time. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she grabbed on the desk to stop herself from reaching for him while he grabbed her face again, forcing her gaze on him. Her grip grew tighter with each second until her knuckles were almost white, the vibrations of his moans as he devoured her and the way he was looking at her alone enough to push her right over the edge.
    “P-please Kai –“ she begged.
    “Please what ? You want to cum ?” Y/N hummed. “Naughty girls don’t get what they want. They get punished, you know that. Or did you think I’d let it go that easily ? Tonight you cum only when I say so.”
    “FUCk K-Kai –“ she semi-screamed, feeling her walls clench around his fingers a little more intensely while he curled and pumped them inside her at a steady pace, getting her right to the edge and delaying again until suddenly he pulled out. Y/N almost groaned in frustration before he shoved them in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around them, their eyes locked on each other the entire time. He hummed quietly, a quiet moan escaping his lips feeling his jeans tightening around him more and more with each second while his mind got flooded with thoughts about her and he leaned in, continuing to eat her out as if she was his favourite ice cream. His tongue lapped round and around going directly through the middle of her core before sliding in her warmth; his nose brushed against her clit and his scruff tickling her folds, getting her closer to another release. Y/N moaned around his fingers, her hips lightly grinding on his face and she reached her hands towards him pushing his mouth further. Her entire self was vibrating at a different frequency because of his actions.
   “Fuck Kai –“
Kai felt her fingers tug on his hair and closed his eyes for a second enjoying the feeling, humming and moaning while devouring her as if wanting to swallow her whole. He trailed his wet fingers around her nipples, lightly pinching on them making it even harder for her to hold it.
   “K-Kai, ple-ase – I need it.”
   “No.“ he hummed, slowly crawling over her leaving kisses on his way until their eyes were on the same level. “I don’t think you realise the trouble you’ve gotten yourself into going out looking so bloody irresistible. I would’ve torn your clothes on the spot then and there –” he thought out loud. “I almost did in the car –”
Y/N swallowed air, lifting her head up enough to kiss him. He pulled away studying her face. His anger had subsided and the only thing that remained was his lust for her. Kai loved seeing her like this – her eyes rolling in the back of her head, moans and whimpers leaving her parted lips along with his name constantly rolling off her tongue. He loved how she responded to his every movement, how her walls clenched around his fingers so intensely she nearly let go. A devilish spark flashed in his eyes and he leaned over her whispering in her ear.
   “You can’t cum.“ he cooed. “Must be torture to be right on the edge, feeling your skin on fire. Now you know how I feel every time I see you wearing that skirt and those heels. I just – hmmm – ”
   “Please –“ she begged again, watching him smirk at her. He mouthed a ‘no’  and curled his fingers inside her again while his thumb drew slow circles on her clit. Just as she was about to tip over he stopped and pulled out his fingers, watching her hips grinding on air for a few seconds before slowly sliding them in again to the last knuckle. “I want you. I need you…”
Kai smirked devilishly at her, feeling his jeans tightening around him even more and laughed for a second.  “So eager. You are dying to feel me inside you, aren’t you?” he whispered in her ear. “To have the air being knocked out if your lungs while I make you scream my name –”
   “Yes.” she said, barely able to take a breath. Her heart was thumping like crazy, almost as if trying to push its way out of her chest. “Please Kai –”
He snapped his fingers, his remaining clothes flying off him in a second and getting her hands free. Y/N reached for him but he held her hands behind her back, rubbing his hard lenght against her soaked core. His forehead rested on hers, his hot breath hitting her face and their eyes piercing into each other while he continued to drive her nuts. With every passing second her skin flamed up even more and the unusually cold air from outside entering the room through the cracked open window somehow turned her skin on fire even more.
   “Please Kai –” she begged, lifting her head enough for their lips to touch but he pulled away, pulling his signature smirk and pressed the tip of his thick shaft against her entrance.
   “Please ‘what’?”he asked innocently. “Tell me, what does my girl want.”
Y/N bit her lip trying to wriggle her hands free and pull him towards her just as he pressed just the tip inside her, slowly sliding it in and out and rubbing it against her clit from time to time, watching her lose it completely.
   “Fuck me. I want to feel every inch of you inside me –“
Kai grinned at her and his lips collided with hers drowning her scream as he entered her with a heavy thrust going in all the way, and withdrawing slowly making her feel every inch before he filled her in to the brim again. At first his thrusts were slow but hard and deep, each of them knocking the air out of her lungs almost completely, picking up speed every time. His grip on her hands loosened a little and he pulled her towards the edge until she was almost off the desk and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder allowing him to go deeper. He held onto her hips with one hand, the other exploring every inch of her body lighting a thousand fires on its way as he slowly leaned in towards her, almost resting his forehead on hers. Kai couldn’t get enough of her, of her lips on his, her touch and the way her walls tightened around him. Or the way her eyes rolled in the back of her head while he withdrew slowly. Y/N’s eyelids kept drooping and each time they closed he entered her with a heavy thrust waking her up turning her soft moans leaving her parted lips into small screams. She held onto his biceps with one hand, pulling his face towards hers with the other. Every thrust that followed was rougher and deeper than the last leaving her craving more and she couldn’t possibly get enough. It felt as if he was trying to catch up on five days without her in one go while trying to bury his entire self inside her and even though it wasn’t possible he kept trying.
    “M-Malachai –” she moaned. Kai growled, purple/black veins flashing under his eyes hearing his full name. “– fuck me harder.”
He smirked at her and a blink of an eye later she was tossed on the soft carpet by the fireplace. Kai crawled over her and his lips collided with hers. He held her hands on either side of her head and entered her so hard the carpet shifted the floor, withdrawing slowly and entering her rougher and deeper every time. Every thrust lit her entire body on fire and the warmth from the flames in the fire licking up her skin feeling more like a slight chill compared to the way Kai and only Kai alone could make her feel.
   “So tight around me.” he moaned, brushing his nose against her cheek his lips barely touching her skin. He hummed quietly, moaning into her ear feeling her walls contract around him more intensely than ever and he knew she was close. “Cum for me baby girl.”
Kai watched her throw her head back, feeling her chest pressing against his and her orgasm tore though her body while he used his vampirism to thrust inside her faster.  A loud moan tumbled off her lips and he gazed into her eyes, smiling to himself. He loved seeing her like this, knowing only he can make her feel this way. His bloody lips crashed against hers slowly loosening the grip on her hands, and instantly her fingers tangled in his hair lightly gripping on it while he continued to pound her senseless. Her entire body felt as if it was on fire and for all she knew the flames from the fireplace have consumed them both. Not that it mattered if thats what had happened. All that mattered to her was Kai – how his hard lenght filled her in perfectly hitting her spot every time, how their lips and bodies were seemingly made for each other… and like an addict, she couldn’t get enough and wanted more.
   “Oh Fuck K-Kai g-go faste-r –” she moaned, her nails digging in his back almost drawing blood while his lenght twitched inside her almost at the same time her walls contracted around him.
A louder moan tumbled off his lips and he pushed her legs almost over her head allowing him to go deeper and leaned in their foreheads almost touching, neither of them wanting to look away from the other. He couldn’t even remember what they had argued about this time, all he could think about was how good and right it felt to be with her in that moment. To feel her come undone around him and fall apart because of him. To listen to their moans colliding in perfect harmony completely drowning the sounds of the wind blowing outside and the cracking of the fire a few steps away from them.
   “S-so close –“ she cupped his face, lightly playing with the scruff in the back of his head. Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes, his hot breath hitting her face every time his thick shaft slid inside her knocking the air out of her lungs. His thrusts were becoming a little sloppier yet keeping their roughness and speed. Her walls clenched around him and she felt his lenght twitch inside her. Y/N bit her lip mouthing ‘So hot’, watching his vampirism showing again and he sank his fangs in her carotid artery, lighting up her skin on fire yet again just like every time he fed on her.
Kai moaned a little louder in her ear, his lenght twitching inside her again and he whispered ‘Cum for me.’ almost the same second he came in hot spurts inside her and her orgasm tore through her body, his thrusts never stopping or slowing down until they were both finished and he collapsed on top of her. Kai buried his face in the crook of her neck, his tongue swirling around the two holes in her skin not letting a single drop of her blood go to waste. Y/N’s tangled her fingers in his locks, lightly pulling his head up until their eyes met and their lips collided in a gentle kiss and he rolled on the floor next to her, pulling her into his arms. For a few minutes they just stayed like this, enjoying the other’s presence and watching the flames dancing in the fire place. Y/N closed her eyes and sighed when he brushed his fingers against her cheek. Instantly her eyes opened, both of them gazing into each other’s eyes.
   “I am incredibly sorry … for the way I reacted. For almost saying that word.” he said softly. “You are right. I should’ve trusted you. You’ve never given me any reason not to. You’ve always been ready to sacrifice it all for me.”
Y/N studied his face remembering his eyes after the second kiss. “Which memory did you slip into this time ?”
   “Oh, um…” he smiled nervously. “Remember that time at the Salvatore house right after the wedding when I was chained up in the cellar while your buddies were trying to figure out what to do with me ? You never told me what you told them that day.”
   “‘If you kill him, you will have to kill me too because I can’t be without him.’” he quoted her word for word. “And then you slapped Damon who said it’s not up to you. I was delirious when you opened the cellar but I can swear you looked like an angel and – I after the way I acted tonight, I don’t deserve you. I should let you go. Allow you to find happiness with someone else, someone deserving. But I can’t. I can’t because the only way for me to continue living is if you are by my side.” he said softly. “That’s a little selfish to say, isn’t it?”
   “If you are selfish, then I am selfish too because that’s the exact same way I feel. I am a human, you can have any girl you want. A witch or a vampire … they throw themselves at you all the time –”
Kai listened to her heart beat noticing a slight change.  “Awwh you get jealous ?“ he teased. “That’s kinda hot.”
Y/N rolled her eyes and tossed herself onto the carpet starring out the window. Where those snowflakes ? No. Not possible.
   “Those girls can’t even remotely compare to you.“ he brushed his palm against her cheek, lovingly gazing into her eyes. “You are human. So beautifully human. So brave and strong. Stubborn as hell, so defiant sometimes. You made me fall for you in an instant and I know I am horrible at feelings but I love you and –“
Her lips smashed against hers not letting him finish. “I love you too.” she tapped his nose, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “You look so hot when you are jealous. I just –” she bit her lip. Kai grinned at her and tried to roll on top of her but she was faster.  “– I can’t get enough of you.“ she finished.
   “Round two ?”
   “Five days without you. What do you think?” Y/N smirked devilishly at him and her lips crashed against his more greedy and demanding that ever, giving him the answer to his question.
note : so, i may have strayed a little from the request … tbh i wasn’t even planning on posting this one 😅 (sometimes when i hit writers block i ‘distract’ myself writing something else) but i hope you guys like it anyways 😈😜


Please? Part Nine

This takes place around season 2, episode 5 when Daryl is taken down by his own arrow. He’s rushed to Hershel, needing help taking the arrow out of his side, but you aren’t able to see Daryl in this shape. Not until he calls for you, begging you to stay by his side.

(A/N; this was originally going to be the end of this story, but a lot of you seem to really like it. Shall I continue into season 3 or keep a season 2 thing?)

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  • Daryl Dixon x Reader
  • 2080 words
  • Warnings: Language

Everyone is sitting in the living room, everyone is on edge. With the kid gone and with Shane’s gun, it was a scary thing to move. What if he came back and shot someone? What if he shoots Daryl? What if Shane shoots someone?

The thoughts swarm your mind, taking over as the time ticks by. It’s been almost two hours now since they have gone off into the woods. Not only Daryl, but Glenn and Shane, too. You will be heartbroken if Glenn doesn’t return to Maggie.

The door opens. You and Andrea jump to your feet and look over, seeing Daryl and Glenn hurry inside. They look around the room.

“Where they at?” Daryl asks, his eyes landing on you.

“It’s just you two. We haven’t seen the others.” Andrea says.

“There was a shot.” Daryl insists, still keeping his eyes on you.

You shrug a shoulder. “We haven’t left the house, Daryl. It wasn’t us…” Your heart starts to race and you feel your throat tighten. Rick may not have been your favorite person, but if he had been shot…

Daryl lets out a huff of air and stands in the middle of the room, his crossbow securely at his side. “We got us a problem. That boy? We think…” he pauses long enough to glance over at Glenn, who nods at him to continue. “He’s a walker now. Neck broke…. Somethin’ ‘bout their tracks ain’t right. He ain’t no tracker, neither of ‘em.”

“Please,” Lori walks over to Daryl, her big doe eyes pleading him. “Please go out there and find my husband and Shane, please.” She reaches out and takes Daryl’s shoulder.

For a moment, you see how uncomfortable Daryl is, having someone else touch him. Someone who was so rude to him before, now pleading for his help. The next second, he nods and assures her that he’ll find Rick and Shane.

He takes one more look at you before he and Glenn disappear out the door again, running off toward the gunshot everyone heard moments ago.

Andrea takes off after them, wanting to help. You want to, but you’re afraid of the angry yelling that will come from everyone, even Dale, if he were here. That was the only thing stopping you right now, the thought of Dale.

Lori rubs her face and hurries upstairs to check on Carl. You and Beth share a look of worry. You both feel it, the feeling of dread. It tightens in your stomach, clutching it hard and twisting with fury. You aren’t sure how you knew, how she knew, but something is not right.

“Fuck…” Daryl says from the front porch.

You, along with T-Dog, Carol, Hershel, and Maggie, rush to the door and see that Andrea, Glenn, and Daryl are all frozen in their tracks. This was the feeling. The feeling that everything is about to change.

Looking out into the field, you can hardly see them, but they are there. Shadows marching. At first, it looks like a few dozen bodies trailing toward the house. After staring, letting your eyes adjust, you see that there are not a few dozen, but a few hundred Walkers are heading straight for you.

“He’s gone!” The door flies open and Lori steps out. She looks at everyone’s faces. “Carl… He’s not in his room!” She panics. When she sees it, she’s frozen.

“I’ll get the guns.” Andrea runs off.

You look up at Daryl. He’s just standing there, holding his crossbow, not aiming it yet. You suppose they’re too far out to hit. “Daryl…” You mutter, walking beside him and taking your hand in his.

“Go inside with Lori.” He commands. It throws you off guard to hear him speak to you like that, so flatly, so…dead.

“I want to help.” You insist.


“Here!” Andrea brings over the bag of guns and ammo. She sits it down in the wicker chair and grabs her own, loading it quickly before she runs off again.

Maggie grabs a shotgun and throws one to Glenn. “Hope you’re a good shot.” She looks at him.

Glenn hesitates and looks at Daryl then Maggie. “This is insane…” He mutters.

“Y/N. Take Hershel inside. You two ‘n Lori should lock yourselves in the cellar.” Daryl lets go of your hand and points inside. “Safer.”

Hershel grabs a gun and looks at the man, his head held high. “This is my farm. I will go down with it, die here if that’s what happens.”

Daryl shrugs. “Inside.” He kisses your cheek quickly and hops over the railing, running off into the night, toward the horde of walkers.

They can’t kill all of them, it’s a waste of bullets. The best thing to do would be get in the vehicles and take off, come back when it was safe to get their things. That was all out the door with everyone separated.

You take a look in the bag and pull out a gun. It feels a little too big for you, the weight hurting your hand as you try to aim. It’s already loaded.

“Maggie!” Glenn shouts as he runs over to one of the cars. She grabs the keys and runs over.

“Let me help.” You run over with them. “I can help.”

“Can you shoot that thing?” Maggie pauses while Glenn gets in. “This may not be a good idea…”

“I want to help.” You grab the handle of the car and pull yourself into the back seat, settling in as Maggie and Glenn share a look.

No time to argue. They get in, Maggie driving off beside the RV, Daryl’s Bike, and Hershel’s truck. You all form together, driving in a line down the road to the barn which was now on fire, burning bright and warm. That must be where Rick and Shane were, if they made it out of the woods.

Maggie whips the car around and you and Glenn roll down your windows, aiming your weapons at the walkers that were heading toward whatever sound they could. Between the cars and the fire, they were scattering.

You try to get the feel of the gun before you take the safety off, which takes you an embarrassingly long time to figure out. You aim it and take your first shot, the gun throwing your hands back hard. You wince at the pain but it doesn’t seem to stay long, you don’t pay attention the more you shoot. The bullets just leave the barrel one at a time, hitting whatever stood in their way.

Maggie circles around them, coming to a sudden stop when the wall of bodies appears. She can’t make it through.

You roll your window up quickly before one of them reaches in.

“Go!” Glenn yells.

“I can’t…” Maggie’s breathing picks up and she starts to shake her head.

“Back up!” You look behind and there’s nothing except for the burning barn.

Maggie’s shoulders start to shake and she shifts her eyes over to Glenn’s. “Glenn, I—“

You scream as a walker hits your window. Maggie jumps and throws the car in reverse, hardly looking behind her as she races to get away from all the dead bodies.

It doesn’t take long before Glenn shouts that he’s out of bullets. He pulls himself back in the car and starts to reload, looking around, through the blood that covers the car already.

You’re looking for the others, seeing if you can find anybody, but they all seem to be in their own little world somewhere out there.

The night goes on in nothing but terror. This is a scene right out of one of your old horror movies, the ones you used to watch as a kid. Now, living them, you wonder why you liked them so much, especially those scenes, the big scenes, the scenes where no one makes it out alive.

The barn was almost totally engulfed in the flames, burning whatever or whoever remained inside. Walkers made their way to the house, breaking windows and doors open. There was no possible way to ever return, to call this place home again.

You don’t know if it’s a good or bad thing that you haven’t seen your friends, or Daryl. He was smart, he was brilliant, surely he found a way out and saved himself. A part of you wonders if he even tried to look for you before he left.

Glenn told Maggie to drive away, just drive away and not look back. There was no point in trying to kill the rest of them, there were far too many of them and not enough bullets. He agreed with you, once you told him you wished you all would have packed up and left. At least then you would know where everyone is.

It doesn’t get better as the night turns into morning. The worry of your friends is still there, the worry that none of them made it out alive. Maggie and Glenn remain quiet, probably having the same thoughts you were.


You can’t remember when, but at some point Glenn started driving and ran into Lori, T-Dog, and Beth in their own truck. Nobody stops, but Beth and Maggie wave to each other as Glenn passes and leads the way. It seems you are all in agreement to head to the highway where Sophia was lost.

The highway hasn’t changed since you were last here. It feels like none of that even happened, not the fight, not the loss of anyone. It all feels like some kind of dream…

You lift your head at the sound of a motorbike and spot Daryl just ahead, driving carefully down the stretch of road. Carol spins her head around when she hears the cars, nodding at you. A little pang of jealousy hits you as you watch her on the back of his bike.

As soon as Glenn stops the car, you jump out and fling yourself at Daryl, wrapping your arms around his neck, not wanting to let go of him ever again. He slips his arms around you, holding you to him. He’s a little hesitant on it at first, giving in when you cling onto him.

“You scared me…” He mumbles into your hair.

“Never leave my side.” You pull away with tears in your eyes. This is something good, it’s something that makes you both happy. The events of last night made you realize that it could all be gone in a snap of your fingers.

Daryl studies your face, chewing the inside of his cheek. He nods when Rick stands up and looks around, taking a headcount.


It was decided to keep going. After the loss of everyone, Rick and Daryl wanted to keep going, to keep people safe. It was too dangerous to stay on that highway, especially now.

You’re on the back of Daryl’s bike, holding onto him for dear life. It’s a great feeling to be there, to feel the wind licking your hair back, to have the road rumbling under the tires. This was different than any other vehicle, and you can’t imagine riding in a car ever again.

Daryl doesn’t seem too keen on letting you go, either. Even when Rick honks for him to pull over, he keeps you there, locked at his side with an arm around your shoulders. A few months ago, this would be too clingy for you. Now, you are relieved Daryl is that kind of man.

Rick and Lori walk off from the group while the others take points and watch for Walkers. You and Daryl stay near the cars, ready to hop on and drive off if anything were to happen. You had this talk before you drove off, promising to keep each other safe. You two had a plan.

“What do ya think?” Daryl whispers. “Sleep here?”

“I don’t like it.” You whisper back, looking up at him. “Maybe we should go on and leave.”

Daryl sighs. “Give ‘im a little more time. He’s a good guy.”

“Yeah…” You let your hands fall from Daryl’s neck. “A good guy who leads us into danger.”

Daryl reaches for you and holds you close to him. He shakes his head, his beard tickling your cheek. “Please, trust me.”

Please. The word sounds strange now. Hearing it makes your skin crawl because please was only said in an act of desperation, it was a sign of weakness.

Title: Just Friends
Character: Steve Harrington
A/n: I missed writing for the fluff boi and ages ago someone asked for fluff for the fluff boi so i present to you, this.

A series of knocks coming from the window next to your bed made you jump nearly two feet into the air. After the initial shock you debated on ignoring the call altogether. You knew exactly who it was, and you had a fairly good idea as to why he wanted to see you.

Steve Harrington was the only person you knew who was able to find some way to climb up to your window.

You tried asking him how he did it, but the only response you got was a charming smile and a wink as he told you it was his ninja skills.

Knock, knock, knock.

You exhailed deeply, shoving your school books off your lap and jumping up to open the windows.

“Hey!” Steve said cheerfully as he less than gracefully flopped into your room. “What took you so long?”

You shrugged your shoulders. “Must not have heard you the first time.” You lied.

Steve hummed, taking off his jacket and draping it on the back of your desk chair. “You sure if wasn’t because you’re still trying to avoid me?”

Dammit, you were a fairly decent liar, but Steve could always see through it, you blamed the fact that you spent so much time with him.

You leaned against your desk while Steve plopped onto the foot of your bed, facing you.

“I’m not avoiding you, I just didn’t know how to talk to you normally after what you told me. It’s not that big of a deal.”

After seeing the hurt expression on his face you immediately wanted to pluck your words out of the atmosphere and shove them back into your mouth.

That was not the right way to phrase that.

“N-No! I mean it’s obviously a big deal, huge deal. It’s just..,” Your hands flailed about as you failed to find the words you wanted. “I don’t know.”

To make a long, and rather painful and embarrassing story on your part short.

Steve had admitted his feelings for you.

And you’re immediate response was to smile at him and nod whilst telling him “l<i>“Oh, that’s nice.”</i> before you full on booked it down the hallway.

It wasn’t that you weren’t attracted to him, quite the contrary actually. You thought he was handsome and charismatic. But then, there were times where you wanted to strangle him.

You were his best and longest friend, you two were in sync with one another, and nothing got passed you, especially his dating habits.

Jealousy isn’t the issue in this case though, it was more that you were worried about the path he had choosen to take with being so reckless in his love life, and regardless of knowing that beyond all that, he really is a good person, your conscience was preventing you from trusting too much.

“You could’ve just talked to me about it, you know?” Steve started softly, his gaze observing your blankets. “It’s not like I’m gonna bite your arm off just because you don’t feel the same.”

“That’s not the issue though.” You said, causing his head to shoot up, a newfound glimmer in his eyes.

“It’s not?” He questioned, a small smile on his face when you shook your head. “Then what is?”

You sighed, hopping up onto the empty space at your desk. “Okay, so according to you, you’ve liked me for awhile?” You paused, continuing once you got his nod of approval. “So then what’s up with you having a plethora of girlfriends in the past two years?” You tone was must have been more skeptical than you thought because he let out a large huff.

“I dunno! ‘Cause I’m a dumb teenage boy who makes really bad decisions because hormones and shit!” He argued, brushing back his hair.

You couldn’t help but chuckle, the awkward tension in the air immediately evaporating once Steve joined you.

“I mean, hey, I won’t argue with you there.”

“Shut up,” He teased with a final laugh. “But the point is, I didn’t really know how to distinguish my feelings for you. For the longest time, I thought you were like an annoying sister who tried to look out for me,” Steve continued, smiling at the look you were giving him. “But, I don’t know, lately I’ve just been wanting to be around you all the time, and I get upset when we aren’t together. And then I came to the conclusion that it was because I’m stupidly in love with you.”

You wanted to shrink into yourself, hearing all of his lovely words made your insides feel like
jelly that would spill out of your ribs. You liked hearing him talk like that.

But you still couldn’t shake the feelings that accepting the mutual feelings would end poorly for the both of you.

You sighed for what felt like the hundredth time and fell down onto the desk chair. “This is so bizarre though, we’ve always been best friends. It feels weird to add more labels.”

Steven tilted his head. “Well we could think of it like a promotion of titles? I just really don’t think I can do the whole just friends thing, You preoccupy way too much of my subconscious for that.”

“Look at you, sounding all philosophical.” You teased, even though mentally, you couldn’t get over how much more attractive he got when speaking this way.

Steve winked. “I do my best.”

You gave him a piercing look for a few moments. And Steve felt like he could hear the gears in your head working together.

“Tell you what,” You began, standing up in front of him. “I’m gonna give you two shots.”


“Well yeah, it’s always awkward when friends try to jump straight into romance territory so even if it’s a disaster the first time. I’ll still give it another go.”

Steve’s smile took up his whole face and he gave you a big hug. “Two dates and a challenge, I’ll take it.”

Imagine baths with Chris.

A/N: Sorry darlings, I know I’ve been AWOL.

You sat on your bed with your laptop in front of you, head in hands as your thumbs massaged your temples. You didn’t know what had gotten into you but you were suffering from major writer’s block. Writing was about momentum, if you stopped for a second then everything stopped. Unfortunately you’d made that mistake when you decided to start editing your manuscript. It was not intended, you’d underestimated how much time and attention the process took from you. It was a routine for you to post a new story every day, but now it’d been weeks since you last wrote one for your blog. Your readers were kind enough not to fill your inbox with questions demanding answers as to why you hadn’t been posting but you knew they were getting antsy. As much as you wanted to write something that filled their quota of romance for the day, your mind just kept drawing up blanks.

All you could think of as you watched the line blink on the empty page was joining your boyfriend in the bathtub so you could wind down after the long day you’ve had. Your blog was successful but it wasn’t the kind you made money from, you still had a job that paid the bills. The dream was to focus on your writing but until you finished editing your manuscript, you stuck doing the nine to five.

Chris offered to let him support you so you could put all your focus into your writing but you didn’t feel comfortable doing that when he was still just your boyfriend. The two of you had only been dating for a year and a half, things were progressing smoothly but you weren’t at that stage of dependency yet. You were still living in your own places and neither had brought the topic of marriage once, it would’ve felt strange to depend on him financially when you didn’t even know if you had a future with the guy. It wasn’t like you were scrambling for cash anyway, your nine to five job paid you more than enough. As much as you appreciated how sweet Chris was being with his notion, you were capable of looking after yourself.

“Screw it,” you muttered as you closed your laptop, pulling your sweater over your head as you climbed off your bed. You knew yourself and you could’ve sat there for another two hours with no avail. You continued to take off your clothes, leaving a trail as you made you way to your ensuite. You gathered your hair and tied it into a messy bun, a smile danced on your lips when you saw how relaxed Chris looked with his eyes closed, listening to the music you had on your iPod. You wanted to be as relaxed as quickly as possible. “Where do you want me?” You asked and Chris turned to you with a lazy smile.

“Finally,” he held out a hand as he sat up straight. The water sloshed against the porcelain curves of the tub as he parted his outstretched legs so you could settle between them. “I was starting to wonder if you’d join me before the water turned cold.” His hand offered you support as you stepped into the tub, the warm water felt nice against your supple skin. “Did you give up, or was my offer too appealing?” You slowly lowered yourself into tub, brushing Chris’ legs as you stretched yours. “Mm,” he hummed when you rested your head against his shoulder. “Hi there,” he mumbled into your skin, kissing your neck.

“I gave up because your offer was too appealing,” you told him then planted a tender kiss on his jawline. “Also I couldn’t think of anything to write,” you murmured sheepishly and he chuckled. “Can we not talk about anything stressful, I’m here to relax.” You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, your ‘Orange Gingersnap Coffee Cake’ candle Chris had burning infused your nostrils. “What are you listening to?”

“Here,” he passed you the other earpiece, carefully adjusting where the wire laid so it wouldn’t be submerged in the water. You inserted the earpiece into your ear and snickered when you realized he was listening to ‘All Too Well’ by Taylor Swift. “What, Y/N?” He poked your side and you squirmed, giggling. “I can’t listen to Taylor Swift?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah, but you snickered at me.”

“You snicker at me all the time so technically, we’re even.” You retorted and he rolled his eyes as you began to quietly sing along to the song. “I left my scarf there, at your sister’s house…Hey,” you turned to look at him; his facials prompted continuation. “I think I actually did leave one of my scarves at Carly’s the last time we were in Boston, that red knitted one? Remember, I took it off because I said my neck was suffocating? I don’t think I put it back on when we left. Did she happen to pass it on to you?”

“I’ve still got it, in my drawer, even now,” he sang his response, grinning. He clearly had no clue and was teasing you. You giggled and playfully squeezed his knee, making his leg jerk. “Stop,” he playfully growled, gently nipping your shoulder.

“You stop,” you squeezed his knee again, earning another gentle nip that made you giggle. Your hand reached for his and you locked your fingers together. You both smiled as you sighed with a deep satisfaction. His lips landed on your head, a soft ‘muah’ was heard.

“I love how easy things are with you,” he whispered into your hair. “I love that we can do this and find it euphoric. We don’t need to go out to some fancy restaurant, or to some noisy club. We can just sit in the bathtub and listen to music and still be so happy, it’s really nice.”

“Right?” You agreed then unconsciously whispered to yourself, “I could do this with you forever.” It was soft but Chris heard enough to turn his smile tenfold. That had to be the first time one of you actually talked about being together for the long haul, granted it was vague but it was still something. You clearly didn’t register what you’d said until you felt Chris’ smile when he kissed your neck, you wanted to ask if he felt the same way but somehow you already knew the answer. “Hey, um-” you began hesitantly, “Chris?”

“Do you want to move in with me?”

His question caught you completely off guard, you were usually on the same wavelength but it was still a surprise to hear he was on the same one about moving in. The earpiece in your ear fell into the water when you sat up straight, breaking the contact your body had with his. When you glanced over your shoulder at him, you knew your abrupt actions and sudden silence was freaking him out.

“Did I ask that a little too soon?” He asked but offered you no time to answer. “Yes, I did. Clearly, I mean- look at your face, you’re- Okay, I’m sorry. I’m going to take that back and- What is the right time to ask someone to move in with you?” He rambled. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, he cut you off again. “Forget it, let’s just um- let’s go back to relaxing and we’ll table this conversation for another time. C’mon,” he patted his shoulder then fished the earpiece out of the water and held it out for you to take. “We’re tabling it.”

“I don’t want to table it,” you shook your hand, pulling your arm away before he could wrap his hand around your elbow. “Chris, I wasn’t shocked because it was too early. I was shocked because I was just about to ask you the same thing.” You said and his smile returned. “Of course I was also going to suggest I move in with you and not the other way around. I love this apartment but I much rather live in your house.”

“It is a pretty great house,” he agreed with a nod. He couldn’t think of anything else to say, he was too happy with the prospect of living with you. He smiled when you smiled, nodding in agreement with his statement. You were also a little distracted imagining what your days were going to be like living with Chris. “So what are we thinking? Should I call a U-Haul tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is a little soon,” you laughed. “You realize they just haul stuff, right? I’m going to have to box everything up first and- well, look around.” You said and he did, chuckling. “I have a lot of crap, I’m going to need to sort and dump and pack. It’s going to take a week, at least, maybe more because of work. I’ll need at least until the end of the month that way I can sort out my lease too.”

“Okay, but we’re absolutely doing this, right?”

“If you’re ready, Chris,” you nodded, “I’m ready.”

“I am definitely ready,” he chuckled, leaning forward.

“Well then, so am I,” you grinned and met his lips.

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Dean’s Back

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Title: Dean’s Back

Characters: Dean x Reader, Bobby

Word count: 1,124

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by @flufy07! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

After Dean was inevitably dragged to hell by a hell hound, Sam seemed to split ways with you.  He was off doing his own thing and you stayed with Bobby.  You had your concerns about Sam, but you still had a job to do.  

You sat on Bobby’s couch after a rough hunt, holding the gun Dean had given to you as a birthday present.  You ran your hand over the metal frame of the gun.  It was the only thing you had to remember Dean by.  Neither you, nor Sam touched the Impala.  It was like an unspoken agreement between the two of you that neither of you were going to disturb the Impala parked outside.  

Bobby leaned his shoulder against the wall.  “I’m guessin’ you got the job done,” Bobby asked.  He was concerned about you.  After Dean’s death you weren’t the same.

You nodded slowly, sliding the gun back into your jacket pocket.  “Yup.”  You looked at the small dots of blood on your jacket.  “Less blood this time.  So at least there’s that.”

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Title: The Other Sister

@lennonrose3​ requested: Hey !!! Hope you’re better thanks to the hiatus :) Could I request a Jason Crouse x Reader in which she’s Alicia’s younger sister and she finds him in Alicia’s apartment almost naked and weeks after weeks they start developing feelings (never had sex) and there’s a lot of angst between Jason and Alicia ? The reader kinda senses that Jason and Alicia have a thing so she doesn’t want to act on it because of her morals. Jason realises that he is falling in love with the reader and starts to resent Alicia who become more and more jealous and insufferable even though he didn’t cheat on her. Thanks xoxo 

Character(s): Jason Crouse, Alicia Florrick, and Reader
Summary: You accidentally walk in your older sister, Alicia’s, apartment to find her newest affair naked on her bed. 
Word Count: 3,690
Warning: Angst!!! 
Author’s Note: Thank you @lennonrose3​ for this wonderful request! The moment you sent it in, I was so excited to write it! I love writing Jason Crouse and any sort of drama that will put a strain on his and Alicia’s relationship excites me for some reason lol. Anyway, I hope this was okay and that you enjoyed it nonetheless! Thank you again!!! :-)

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 3 597
summary : Kai and Reader’s five year old daughter has a couple of questions , making both her parents freak out a little.
note : (to the anon who requested it) not sure if thats what you wanted but i hope you like it ☺❤
* gif by shelleyhening

Kai turned to his side in his sleep reaching his hand for his wife. It had been six years since they had become a couple and a little over five years since their baby daughter had been born. When Y/N and Kai had first met they hadn’t been friends at all , in fact they had barely been able to stand each other. Always teasing and finding a way to annoy the other until one night at the Grill not too long after the merge when some guy had tried to put his hands on Y/N without her consent and Kai had intervened. After that things between them had changed completely and they had finally seen the truth , realising they love each other.
   "D-daddy !“ giggled their daughter. “You are tickling me !”
   "Wh-what ?“ he said sleepily , slowly opening his eyes. “What are you doing here sweetheart ? When did you get here?”
   "I had a nightmare.“ mumbled the little girl almost jumping on top of him. Grace’s small hands wrapped around his neck , dragging along her favourite stuffed toy. “There was a monster under my bed and it came out and tried to hurt us.”
   "Awwh princess.“ he said softly wrapping his arms around her. “It was just a dream. You know daddy would never let anything happen to you or mom. I love you both so much and I will always protect you both , no matter what.”
Grace sighed looking at her dad while holding Mr. Pebbles , her stuffed bear which she took with her literally everywhere. Kai and Y/N had gotten it the day their baby girl had been born. They had been in the toy store when Grace decided it’s time for her to show up and brighten up her parents life. His little girl looked so sad and scared he had to do something to cheer her up and since it was a little too early for cookies or her favourite chocolate chip pancakes , he went with the next best thing he could think of.
   "Bop.“ he said tapping her nose, seeing her smile for a second. “Bop , bop.”
   "Daddy -“ she laughed when he started poking her stomach and tickling her. ”- stop.“
   "You know , laughter scares the monsters away. So if you laugh instead of being scared , the monsters won’t ever get you.”
   "Really ?“
   "Yes and Mr. Pebbles - ” he said , seating her stuffed bear in between them “ - is a superhero. He is here to protect you too.”
Kai hid his face behind the bear and took his paw , blowing a kiss to Grace while changing his voice.
   "That is true. I will protect my Y/N always and forever.“
   "See , told you.”
Grace started laughing , taking Mr. Pebbles from her dad’s arms and hugging him tight while Kai hugged her. He loved listening to her laugh. It was one of his most favourite sounds in the world - along with her mother’s laugh and both their heart beats. Those sounds always gave him hope and he knew as long as he has them - everything will be perfect.
   "I love love love you princess.“ he said kissing her cheek.
Y/N stirred in her sleep hearing laughter around her , unable to separate it from her dream for a moment. Then the sounds became clearer as she started to wake up. Slowly Y/N opened one of her eyes at first , taking a peek. Their daughter was almost sitting on Kai’s chest with her tiny hands on his cheeks pushing them together while he made funny faces to make her laugh.
Grace’s laugh was everything - echoing in the house every minute of every day , never letting sadness or even the hint of it creep inside. Their little girl had become their own personal sun since the moment she had been born and there were no words to describe how much she and her dad loved her.
   "Are you having a hugging party in the middle of the night without me ?” laughed Y/N, snuggling closer to the two most important people in her life. “Because if so - ”
Kai blew his cheeks , bringing his eyes together for a second watching his little girl laugh even louder when he started tickling her and his arms wrapped around her tight. He laughed and Grace rolled onto the bed between her parents. Y/N kissed her cheek and wrapped her arms around her at the same time he wrapped his arms around them from the other side and they all cuddled together. Her dad kept tapping Grace’s nose , tickling her and his wife for a while until Grace somehow fell asleep between them.
   "I love watching you like this. Daddy and daddy’s little girl.“ whispered Y/N , intertwining her fingers with her husbands. "Can’t believe what a big goofball you have turned into.”
   "I can’t help it.“ he whispered back. "Grace brings out my goofball side even more than you. Remember that time we were at the Salvatore’s when you didn’t like me yet , or you liked me and acted like you didn’t -”
   "Kai - “
   ” - and you were supposed to watch me for a few hours and I kept following you around the house until you smashed that piece of pie on my face just to get me to stop following you ?“
   "I remember it the other way around. You were the one who smashed pie in my face.”
   "Well , yeah , but only after you smashed a piece in mine.“
   "That never happened.” she laughed.
   "I have the shirt to prove it.“
Y/N’s expression froze on the spot. "Wait , you still keep the shirt I stained that day — stained ? Oh God –”
   "You are going to yell at me aren’t you?“ he whispered. "Look , its an important shirt. That was the first time you actually laughed at something I did. Now that I think back , maybe that was the exact moment I fell for you. How am I not going to keep the shirt ?! Wait — w-where are you going ?”
Carefully Y/N slipped off the bed with Kai’s eyes following her around the room. He watched her kneel down to open the last drawer of the dresser , searching for something in there. About 6 years ago , not too long before the moment at the Grill that changed both their lives , Damon had almost forced her to keep an eye on Kai while he goes to talk to Bonnie in an attempt to get her to forgive Kai. Her husband kept following her around the house , making jokes and trying to get her to laugh while checking out every single thing in the living room and annoying her off the charts. A couple of hours later Y/N had gotten hungry and had gone to the kitchen thinking that maybe she had ditched Kai somewhere on the way. Her fingers had gotten some frosting on them while cutting the pie and he had grabbed her hand , licking her fingers clean. Instead of slapping him , she had smashed her piece with pie in his face. Until that day she could still see Kai’s startled expression seconds before a piece of pie got smashed in her face and they had both started laughing. When Damon had come back , both Kai and Y/N had had pie stains on their shirts and neither of them appeared to care much or wanted to explain what had happened.
   "Y/N ?“ he whispered.
When Y/N didn’t answer he glanced at Grace curled up with Mr. Pebbles on their bed , pulled the covers over her and got off the bed. His wife appeared to be so lost in her thoughts she didn’t even hear him walk behind her until his arms wrapped around her as he knelt on the ground , nearly scaring her to death.
   "What are you looking for?” he whispered. “Sorry, I thought you heard me coming.”
   "I am a witch not a vampire , remember ?“ she teased , reaching her hand to the back of the drawer pulling out a blue plastic bag. A smile spread across her face and she glanced at Kai who already had a suspicion as to what was inside.
   "You kept yours too ? And you never told me ?”
   "I guess we are more in sync than any of us thought.“ she smiled at him. "Why do I think I love coconut cream pie so much ? I always hated it until -”
   ”- I smashed it on your face.“ he laughed. “You remember what I did after that?”
Y/N turned towards him licking his cheek , just like he had that day except back then there had been frosting there. Kai’s arms wrapped tighter around her and he knocked her onto the ground with him on top.
   "I claimed you as mine back then and now - “ he whispered smiling while trying not to wake up their daughter. ” - I can’t imagine where I’d be without you or Grace in my life.“
   "There would’ve been someone else you would’ve fallen for - ”
   "No.“ he said serious. "No , there never would’ve been anyone else. It’s you and only you and it was only ever going to be you.”
Y/N smiled at him pulling him down for a kiss. Six whole years together and Kai still took her breath away every single minute of every single day. That has never changed and it was never going to change.
   "It was only ever going to be you too.“ she whispered gazing into his eyes.


    "Daddy , can I get a ride ?” said Grace jumping up and down on the bed , making the feathers from one of the ripped pillows on the floor float in the air. “Please please -”
   "Of course baby girl.“ Kai laughed , walking to the bed turning his back towards her. Grace hooked her hands around his neck and her legs around him with his help. Mr. Pebbles was lucky enough to get a piggy back ride downstairs too and Y/N couldn’t resist taking a picture of them laughing. Her dad let her sit on one of the chairs and started on the pancakes.
   "You are spoiling her.” she said wrapping her arms around him from behind. “What about me ?”
   "Awwh is someone jealous ?“ he turned towards her with an amused look on his face. "You do know you can get a ride whenever you want right ?”
Y/N shot him a warning glance and started laughing, glancing at their daughter while pouring herself a cup with coffee. Grace was sitting on the table playing with Mr. Pebbles – and by the looks if it they were having a tea party. It was absolutely incredible how big their baby girl’s imagination was. Sometimes she’d play all by herself for hours , doing puzzles or just having tea parties with all her toys.
   "Emily said that she is going to have a sister to play with soon.“ said Grace , looking up at her parents. "Can I get a sister too ?”
Y/N and Kai glanced at each other for a second while he kept flipping chocolate chip pancakes in the air. How do you explain a five year old that technically her father is not exactly alive and even if they wanted to - there was no way for her to have a brother or a sister. Their daughter was just starting to show her magical powers. That was hard enough to explain to her — and her kinder garden teachers.
A couple of days ago , a kid had tried to take Mr. Pebbles from her hands and Grace had somehow managed to send the kid flying across the playground. Kid had been fine , only a little startled but the teachers who had been watching them had to have their memories modified. Not to mention the floating in the air pencils or how Grace had somehow made her drawings move. Even Kai had hard time understanding how she had done that.
   "Um … We um – “ said Kai glancing at his wife shaking his head in confusion.
   "Some day maybe.” said Y/N smiling as she knelt on the ground next to their daughter. “We are just not ready to have a baby again just yet.”
   "Mommy ? How do you make a baby ?“ asked the little girl.
Y/N nearly dropped her coffee cup on the ground. Kai looked just as startled at her wondering what they are going to tell her. Surely kids her age start being curious but you can’t exactly explain them how mommy and daddy do all those naughty things and that’s how a bundle of joy shows up on this world.
   "We are dead.” whispered Kai quietly in Y/N’s ear. “What do we do ? What do we do ?”
   "Grab the peanut butter and jelly. I’ll think of something.“ she whispered back , failing in her attempt not to panic like Kai obviously had. Y/N tried to think back to the time her parents had that talk with her. Wait - had they had it or had it been more like learn as you go process ?
A sigh left her lips and she kept smiling at Grace.
Damn it. she thought. In that moment she regretted not having that talk with her parents, though considering how awkward she felt in that moment maybe it had been best that she hadn’t.
Kai quickly made Grace’s favourite PB&J sandwich , cutting out the crusts just like their daughter loved it and cutting it in two halves right after. Y/N rubbed her forehead with her thumb and index finger finishing on the pancakes as her mind kept spinning trying to find the answer.
   "C-can I borrow your phone?”  whispered Y/N , not taking her eyes off their daughter.
   "What for ?“ whispered Kai.
   "Just — give it.”
A sigh left his lips and he gave her his phone while playing with Grace to distract her. Their baby girl took a small bite from her PB&J , watching her dad with wide curious eyes , glowing like never before. Grace had the same blue eyes as him , except in every other aspect she was like her mother. Smart , perceptive and really really curious about things.
   "Can you have a baby now?“ she asked , her dad wiping some jelly off her chin with his thumb. Kai could hear his wife’s heart race increasing while trying hard to figure out what they are going to tell their daughter. He glanced at Y/N , almost able to see her mind churning and a smile spread across her face for a second when he reached for the crusts of the sandwich.
Thank you Google. she thought , glancing at Kai who was eating the crusts of the PB&J was one of the most adorable things ever. Somehow he always managed to get jam on his chin — and his fingers. Even after all those years he kept eating it as a finger food and there was no changing his mind about it.
   "Well , it takes months for a baby to grow from a seed from daddy and an egg from mommy joined together in a very special place called ‘womb’.That’s where the baby grows for 9 months before coming to this world.” said Y/N trying to look calm while her heart was trying to fight her way out of her chest. Kai wrapped his arms around her from behind , smiling at Grace who seemed a bit more interested in her PB&J now than in how to make babies. “So we can’t have a baby right now…”
   "Where are you going with this?“ he whispered.
   "I have no idea. You try it if you think its so easy.” she whispered back.
   "Um no.“
   "Sure , now you don’t want to -”
   "Where do you get the seeds and the eggs ?“
   "Your turn.” said Y/N taking a step away to get some pancakes. “What ?”
Kai sighed. “There is this special place in both mommy and daddy’s bodies and when mommy and daddy love each other very very much , they um — play a game and the rest happens as if by magic.”
Y/N closed her eyes unsure if she should laugh or glare at him. Technically the night they had made Grace they had played a game. Kai loved playing hide and seek with her and what they had done afterwards had been so magical , it was quite possible things had happened by magic.
   "Magic ?“ their daughter’s eyes lit up.
   "Yeah , it’s a very special , very magical game that mommy and daddy play -”
   "What kind of a game ?“ asked Grace taking another bite from her PB&J.
Y/N slipped down the kitchen counter almost chocking on her pancakes. Kai turned towards her and almost grinned at her shocked face. He was just about to toss the ball back to her when the phone rang from the other room.
   "I um – I’ll go get that.” she muttered leaving Kai to explain the ‘game’  to their daughter.
Kai tried to protest but it was too late - Y/N was already in the next room. How was he going to explain that to her ? There really wasn’t a way , not at this age anyways. He sighed , got his daughter her favourite pancakes and sat on the chair next to her.
   "It’s a special game you will figure out when you get older. Much older.“ he smiled at her. "C'mon , open your mouth. You will need lots of energy to play with your cousins.”

A couple of minutes later Grace ran out of the kitchen and Kai leaned against the door frame watching his wife talk on the phone with Caroline about the play date with his sister’s twinsies. Y/N turned around finding him there checking her out head to toe and he innocently pointed down at his boxers taking a slow step towards her.
   "Yeah so when are you coming to get her ? Ah-uh – “ she tried to focus but could barely utter a word.
   "Come on Y/N , lets play a game.” he pressed his lips against hers. “Lets go upstairs and make heretic babies - ”
  ‘No.’ she mouthed. “Yeah , I’ll tell her. Oh-kay , bye.”
Kai snatched her phone from her hands , tossing it on the couch near by while slowly backing her against the wall. His eyes were fixed on hers while his hands snaked from her waist to her ass pulling her towards him. He bit his lip leaning in closer to her , noticing how her heart rate had increased dangerously.
   "Fifteen minutes.“ she whispered. "Hold on for fifteen minutes until Caroline comes to pick up Grace for the play date at the Boarding School… and Kai , you know we can’t actually – you know.”
   "What if we can?“ he thought out loud. "You saw Grace’s face - she wants a sibling and there is Klaus… What if we have the same loophole ? I am part witch , you are a witch - ”
   "I am all in for another kid -“ she said watching Kai’s eyes lit up.” - but if we had that loophole , don’t you think we would’ve found out by now?“
Kai sighed. Thought had crossed his mind but right now he was even more determined to find out if maybe things could work out in their favour. There was a chance , however small and as always he wanted to give his little girl what she wanted. He couldn’t help but always wanting her to have everything.
   "You want this , I want this and Grace – I think she wants it more than both of us together. Did you see her eyes when she asked?”
   "Yeah , I did. They were literally glowing.“
   "Yes ! They were brighter than the sun - ” he smiled taking a step back a few seconds before Grace ran downstairs jumping directly into Y/N’s arms.
   "When are Lizzy and Josie coming ?“ asked their little daughter.
   "In 10 minutes. Come on , let’s go get you ready.” replied Y/N kissing her cheek.
Kai watched the two most important people walk upstairs and a smile spread across his face. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he had been to have not one but two people in his life who love him unconditionally and except every part of him.
Not too long after that , Caroline showed up almost at the same time Y/N and Grace got downstairs. Kai hugged his little girl , making Caroline promise to take good care of his daughter during the day or else. Surprisingly after Kai and Y/N had gotten married and their daughter had been brought into the world , her friends had finally started seeing good in him. He wrapped his arms around his wife while both of them watched Caroline drive down the street for a few moments.
As soon as they walked inside and the front door closed , Kai placed his hands on either side of her head pressing his body against hers from behind. They were going to have the entire day all to themselves and he could barely wait. With Grace in the house they couldn’t really do what they wanted to do and now-
   "Come on Y/N.“ he whispered in her ear , his breath tickling her skin. "Let’s play hide and seek. You hide , I’ll seek.”
   "Five minute head start ?“
   "You can have 10 , I will still find you in 15 seconds.” he grinned , placing a wet kiss on her neck. “Go -”
Kai closed her eyes do he doesn’t see where she goes , listening to her footsteps going away and above. No , bellow. What would she be doing hiding in the wine cellar? He waited , listening in to her walking , semi running and a few moments later he heard her whisper.
   "Come and get me.“


(The Chris Evans Mini Series - One Shots)

Imagine having late nights with Chris and your son.

A/N: Feeling a lot of Daddy!Chris vibes, so I decided to write this little one shot. Inspired by my own nights, as well as a conversation with @chrisevans-imagines and a cute little prompt from @catch-me-im-a-falling-star ❤️

You’d sent Chris and Jack in the living room after their attempt to help clean up after dinner ended with another soap foam fight. Between your three boys- Chris, Dodger, and Jack- Dodger was probably the most helpful and he was a dog. You didn’t understand it, they were perfectly helpful when it was just one of them- have them together and it’d always end with a soap foam fight; you were just grateful dinner was always before bathtub. It was like you had two kids, though you were only meant to have one and a mature husband.

The words ‘mature’ and ‘Chris’- they didn’t mesh when it came to your son, he spent too much time playing and joking around with Jack. It was because of that that Jack listened to you more when disciplinary actions had to be made. It wasn’t that he didn’t respect Chris- his dad could be authoritative if he really needed to be- he was just so used to his playful, jokey dad. To Jack, everything Chris did seemed like another joke or prank. So even when Chris was lecturing him at dinner for playing fetch with Dodger using a meatball from his spaghetti, Jack just giggled until you stepped in.

“Bath time,” you called as you walked towards the living room. “Oh my God,” you laughed when you found Chris dragging your eighteen month old around on a towel, singing 'A Whole New World’. Dodger stopped jumping around Jack and padded over to you, nudging his head into your leg so you’d scratch his head. “What are the two of you doing?” You leaned against the arch frame, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Daddy’s showing me a whole new world!” Jack giggled whereas Chris released the grips he had on the corners of the towel and turned to you. You shook your head at him, suppressing your urge to laugh. “Again, Daddy!” Jack bounced excitedly on the floor, clapping. “Again, again!”

“No,” you shook your head, pushing your weight off the frame and onto your feet. “It’s bath time,” you clapped your hands together, “let’s go.” Jack pouted, giving Chris his best puppy dog eyes because he knew it wouldn’t work on you. “Jack, let’s go. Up and at it, come on.”

“I can’t, I’m dying.” He flopped himself on the ground, closing his eyes as he played dead. Dodger walked over and sniffed Jack, making him giggle softly as he continued to play dead. You and Chris chuckled because it was almost the same every night; he wanted all play and no bath time or bed time. Once again, you blamed Chris; he knew from the way you were looking at him.

“Okay, Jack Jack.” Chris picked him up; Jack giggled and squirmed in his dad’s arms. “We gotta go have a bath. Everyone has baths- Dodger has baths. It’s a vital part of our day, even Captain America has baths.” Jack grinned at the sound of his favorite superhero and stopped squirming, wrapping his arms around his dad’s neck. “And we can continue our soap foam fight without Mama getting in the way,” you heard Chris whisper into Jack’s ear as he winked at you. “I’m going to win this time,” he told Jack, walking towards the stairs; Dodger followed them, tail wagging excitedly. “I won’t be holding back.”

“Me neither,” Jack grinned.

“Do me a favor and keep the water in the tub?” You asked and your boys looked back at you.

“We’ll try, Mama.” Both responded after sharing a cheeky smile and you chuckled, watching as they disappeared into the bathroom. You could hear laughter even at the bottom of the steps; you smiled then headed for your home office to get some work done.

• • • • • • • •

Jack laid between you and Chris as the two of you read him to sleep. All three of you had showered, and were nice and comfy tucked under his Winnie the Pooh covers. Dodger, on the other hand, laid on the floor with his head on Jack’s beanbag. After Jack’s bath- where Chris psyched him up with another soap foam fight- he was now too excitable to go to sleep. Even after you and Chris read him two stories, and made up one where he took over Captain America’s shield and fought bad guys with Uncle Seba’s Bucky Barnes and Uncle Anthony’s Sam Wilson- he still wouldn’t let the two of you go to bed. You were tired after a pretty long day of interviews and meetings and- being a parent. You wanted to sleep, you needed to sleep. Chris could tell, your eyelids were getting incredibly heavy unlike your son’s.

“Okay, bud.” Chris sat up straight, leaning against Jack’s headboard. “I know you’re not tired, but you’re going to have to try to sleep anyway. So close your eyes,” he instructed your son, who did the opposite widening his eyes with a cheeky smile. “Close,” he chuckled, covering Jack’s face with his hand and gently forcing his eyelids close with his fingers. “Okay, good.” He smiled when he pulled his hand away to reveal that Jack was doing as he instructed. “Now we’re going to take some slow, deep breaths.”

“Oh God,” you whispered to yourself as you yawned, covering your mouth with your hand. Chris’ slow and soothing voice was putting you right to sleep. You remembered saying his voice was the reason they wanted him to go on Ceebies to read bedtime stories. You also remembered teasing him, saying his audience would consist of more girls and ladies than kids.

“Hey,” Chris reached over Jack and tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. “Go to bed, I’ll finish up here.” He mouthed so Jack wouldn’t hear and start fussing about you leaving, which he has done before and would do again. “I can handle it,” he assured you when you shook your head.

“Can I watch SpongeBob?” Jack quizzed, reopening his eyes to glance between you and Chris. You and Chris shared a confused look, which dispersed when Jack explained, “Mama says SpongeBob helps her sleep.” You bit back your smile when Chris shot you a look, one that said 'I told you not to share that piece of information’. “Maybe SpongeBob will help me sleep too.” He looked up at you, grinning. “Whooooooooo,” he began to sing, only to have you cover his mouth with your hand. “Lives in a pineapple under the sea? SpongeBob SquarePants!” He sang against your hand, making the two of you laugh.

Both of you looked at the clock, it was only 7:21PM and his bedtime was technically 8:30PM. You just usually tucked him in earlier so he could wind down and sleep by eight-thirty, not get his excitable butt into bed at eight-thirty. You looked at Chris with raised brows, silently asking him for his opinion. He shrugged, knowing that you were the real decision maker when it came to things like that. That, and you were the one who’d had a long day. If anyone needed him asleep as soon as possible, it was you.

“If we let you watch one,” you emphasized, “episode of SpongeBob. Will you promise you’ll try and go to sleep, even if you’re not tired?” You asked Jack, who nodded vigorously. “Okay then,” you got off his bed and held out your arms. “One episode, do you understand me?” He nodded and climbed out of his covers, letting you scoop him up and carry him to your bedroom with Chris and Dodger following behind the both of you.

“I can’t say I understand your fascination with SpongeBob SquarePants,” Chris chuckled as he turned on the television and the streaming device you had connected to it. You sat Jack down on the bed where Dodger hopped up, settling in front of Jack who hugged him tightly. “It’s no Disney, I’ll say that much.” You rolled your eyes as you walked over, snatching the remote from Chris so you could pick a good episode.

“You are such a hypocrite,” you nudged him with your elbow. “You laugh louder than me when we watch it, Mr. I’m-too-good-for-SpongeBob.” He laughed and hugged you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Stop,” you laughed and squirmed, trying to navigate cursor on the screen with your remote. “Do you want to go to bed, or not?”

“There are a million things I’d rather do at seven twenty-five than go to bed,” he whispered flirtatiously into your ear and you rolled your eyes, biting back your smile. “Not that we can do anything with two bugs in our bed,” he bit playfully as he pulled away from you to join Jack and Dodger. “You two are a menace,” he tickled both Jack and Dodger; one giggled hysterically, while the other barked and playfully nipped at Chris’ hand.

You pulled up 'The Camping Episode’ and walked over to join your three favorites in your big king sized bed. “Once this episode is done,” you turned to Jack with the remote pointed at the TV and your finger hovering over the play button. “We’re taking you back to your room and you are going to bed. Do we have an agreement, Jack?” He pressed his lips together as he pondered. “Jack,” you pressed, raising your brows.

“Okay, Mama.”

You pressed play and the four of you enjoyed some SpongeBob before bed. You tried very hard to keep your eyes open, but you fell asleep before SpongeBob could sing his Campfire Song Song. Jack didn’t, and he sang the song with great enthusiasm and finesse which made Chris laugh. They may have been loud, but your sleep was not disturbed. Hence why after that episode, your three boys watched another three more before Jack got tired and Chris tucked him into bed and kissed Dodger’s head before returning to you. He turned off all the lights except for the lamp on his bedside table, then climbed into bed and shuffled closer to you. His arm rested lazily over your waist and he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, breathing you in.

“You’re such a pushover,” Chris heard you mumble and he chuckled. “Honestly, Chris.” You smiled because you loved that Chris was, it showed how much he loved you and your son. He smiled too because he could hear that you were only teasing; his smile widened when your hand gripped at his forearm, pressing his arm tighter against you. “There comes a time and place where you have to learn to be more assertive.”

“Like now?” He smirked, whispering suggestively as he pressed a tender kiss on your neck. You chuckled softly, not even bothering to open your eyes because Chris knew better. “When I need my own kind of help to sleep?”

“Start with your son, then move up to the wife.”

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Castiel’s Trench Coat

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Pairing: Castiel x Reader (featuring Sam & Dean)

Word Count: 1,145

Warnings: angst/fluff, comfort

A/N: This was requested by @mycuddlycorner! I hope you guy enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

It was only twenty degrees outside and you were passing the lake on your way home.  Only some of the lake would be frozen.  The deeper the water was, the longer it would take for the water to freeze over.  When your friends dared you to stand in the middle of the lake, you refused.  That didn’t stop them from shoving you towards the ice.  Once your feet were on the ice, they wouldn’t let you get back onto solid ground.

“Just do it [Y/N],” Nash said.  “All you have to do is make it to the center of the lake, and then back.  No big deal.”

“Why don’t you do it then,” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Think of this as your initiation into our circle,” Nash smirked.  “Now go on, the lake is frozen.  This should be as easy as cake.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing they wouldn’t let you leave without doing what they wanted you to do.  You set your bag down on the ice so they wouldn’t run away with it.  Maybe this was just apart of high school.  Or maybe that’s what you made yourself believe.

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Request: “i’m a tattoo artist and you’ve never gotten a tattoo so i sorta have to pop your needle cherry not that i’m complaining” au

A/N: First off, that gif is killing me and I thought it’d be nice to use as the cover ‘art’ for this fic because why not? Adam is hot and just look how nice his hair is! Thanks @glitterbras​ for the request, I think I went a little overboard…anyways, enjoy! [GIF NOT MINE]

Word Count: 2.6K+

Warning: A few curse words.


“Are you sure about this?” Rey asked as she looked over from the drivers seat, you fiddling with your thumbs as you sure as hell weren’t sure about this, but it was what you wanted and you’ve been dying to get a tattoo. “I mean, you don’t have to do it just because Poe, Finn, and I have one, we don’t mind-”

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