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Jealousy At It’s Finest

Summary: Y/N could have any other guy, that lives a normal life but she still continues to leave with Dean making him question what’s so special about himself. 

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2,004

Warnings: Insecure Dean, but everything is pretty fluffy. 

A/N: This was requested by a lovely anon, who asked for an insecure, jealous Dean. This is what I came up with, please let me know what you think of this. Thank you so much for requesting! I want to give special thanks to @jennylovelyheart for helping me out, love you! 

Feedback is welcome and is much appreciated ♡


Originally posted by zest-wincest

Dean always thought he wasn’t a jealous type. He always said that he didn’t care when others looked at his partner, it only made him feel proud that he was able to score someone who turned heads. But that changed once he started dating Y/N. Ever since then, he hated when guys stared at her like she was a piece of meat. However, he didn’t like to show his jealousy, because it wasn’t only jealousy that made him think dark thoughts. It was also his insecurities that tied into his jealousy that made him question the reason to why Y/N was still with him.

The thing is, Y/N is everyone’s dream girl. Not just with her looks but with her personality as well. She was kind, generous and humble, especially when people complimented her looks. Her cheeks would flush with redness, as she giggled at the sweet comment. Even though she looks made Y/N the most confident it also made her want to scream since most of the time people looked at her looks. They never cared about how smart she was or how she was a responsible, independent women. It annoyed her when others assumed that she didn’t eat or that she was stuck up; making them hesitate to even start a conversation with her. Which resulted in her not having a true friend nor a real boyfriend since every guy assumed she was just an easy lay. But that everything had changed ever since she met the Winchesters.

Ever since they saved her from a dragon, Y/N had been the happiest version of herself. She had a loving boyfriend, Dean, who constantly made sure to shower her with love every day. He always wanted to keep her happy because that’s what mattered the most. It wasn’t only him who brightened Y/N’s life, there was also his brother, Sam, who grew to be Y/N’s best friend and the older brother she always wanted. And then there was Cas, who managed without a fail to make Y/N smile with his innocent comments and acts. Together, they were a family. But most importantly, Dean and Y/N were each others’ best friends.

The two were two peas in a pod. They told each other everything, no matter what; even if it was the grossest thing to share. They loved going on supply runs together, as a chance to spend time with each other. Which confused Dean because he never thought he could have a real relationship with someone who wasn’t a hunter. And sometimes he hated himself for dragging Y/N into this life; a life that was on the road filled with every kind of monster. He managed to avoid listening to those dark thoughts, whenever Y/N smiled at him or held his hand. However, there were times where his mind kept on reeling on how happier Y/N would be with another guy.

But Y/N wasn’t completely blind to what was happening. She knew there was something, especially when Dean’s mood would turn sour. He would stop making random jokes or sing whatever song was playing in his mind. Often times, his knuckles would turn white from how hard he was holding the steering wheel which confirmed that there was something wrong. Yet, each time she asked, he refused to tell Y/N what was going on in his mind; fearing that she would find him childish to think that way. So, he kept his thoughts to himself until their recent hunt that made him spill all of his secrets.


It had been awhile since Y/N joined the brothers on a hunt. Since she wasn’t raised as a hunter, Dean found it safer for her to either to stay back in the bunker or back in the motel they were staying at. Y/N didn’t mind, she knew Dean just wanted the best for her and it worked out perfectly since Y/N loved doing research. Her favorite part was reading about the different creatures and monsters that existed. Most of the time, Dean would find her asleep on one of the lore books as she spent night reading. This week was Y/N needed this break with the brothers. She hated how stuffy the bunker was getting and knew she was in desperate change of scenery. And hoped for alone time with Dean which unfortunately didn’t work out since they ended up sharing a room with Sam. Despite that, Y/N still had fun with Dean; laughing with him at the programs that were playing on the old television. It was a fun, happy trip, that ended at the local bar as a celebration of the successful hunt. Y/N wore her casual outfit that consisted of her favorite pair of jeans and a flannel; which made Dean’s mind and heart race. He felt like he didn’t deserve Y/N and hoped, that tonight would end on a good note.

Dean stiffened once they entered the bar as he noticed a couple of men drawing their attention to Y/N as a whistle came from a man in the crowd. A tug on his left hand pulled him from his thoughts as Y/N and Sam found the perfect table at the far corner of the bar. The three got situated as they waited for a waiter to come there way. While Y/N and Sam were having their own conversation, Dean was in his own world as he could see a couple of men blatantly staring at Y/N as if they never saw women in their life. Y/N could see that Dean wasn’t in the same mood that he was in when they left a motel. She gave him a sweet smile but the only response she got was a half smiled, as he went back to picking at the table. She assumed he was hungry and hoped that his mood would lighten up after he ate. However, she truly hoped that he would open up to her; wanting to take away his concerns.

After the three had their food and their fair share of drinks, Sam and Dean made their way to the pool table; having a friendly competition with each other. While Y/N sat at the side, laughing at the brother’s tactics, but it wasn’t long till a waitress strolled up towards Y/N with a drink in her hand.

“Uh sorry, I didn’t order this,” Y/N smiled.

“The guy at the far end of the bar did. He told me to pass on the message that if you need some company, you’re more than welcome to sit with him,” the waitress pointed at the guy who held up his drink making both, Dean and Y/N glace up at him.

“Can you do me a favor? Can you give it back to him and tell him that I already have company?” Y/N smiled once again, as she gestured to the Winchesters.

“You came with the two of them?”

“Yes but I’m with only dating one of them.”

“Which one? The tall one or the short one?” The waitress asked and Y/N could tell she was eyeing Sam. “Cause if you’re not dating the tall one, can you do me a favor?”

Y/N chuckled, “Of course. By the way, his name is Sam. And I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you so much,” the waitress tanked as she abruptly hugged Y/N and made her way back to the guy while Y/N went to work her magic with Sam. It didn’t take long for her to convince him to go talk with the waitress. As for Dean, he grabbed his jacket without announcing what was going on, making Y/N wear a confused look as she followed closely behind him.

“Where are you going?”

“Back to the motel,” Dean replied making sure to give the car keys to Sam before heading towards the door; leaving Y/N clueless. She tried her best to keep up with him as he strolled down the sidewalk and once she managed to catch up, she looked up at him to see him focused on the little pebble he was kicking.

“Why did we leave?” Y/N asked but Dean only responded with a shrug. “What’s wrong with you? Did something happen?”

“No,” Dean mumbled, not paying attention to Y/N who had fallen behind.

“Wait, Dean!” She yelled as she grabbed Dean’s arm making him turn towards her. “Please tell me what’s wrong. I hate when you’re like this because I’m supposed to be the one you tell everything to. So please talk to me.”

Dean sighed, “Fine. Do you want to know what’s wrong? I hate when guys look at you like who all these assholes were staring at you.  

“This is all because you’re jealous?” Y/N scrunched her brows, she didn’t mean for it to come as a tease but she was genuinely confused on why Dean needed to be jealous.

“You see?! That’s why I didn’t want to say anything!” Dean stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“Dean, you do know there’s no reason to be jealous. You do know that I’m yours and yours only, right?”

“Yes, but Y/N, half of these guys could give you the things I can’t give you,” Dean started and when Y/N continued to look he continued. “A life that doesn’t consist of monsters, a life that isn’t on the road. A life that is normal that consists of having a family and a fricken pet. So, sue me that I hate when guys look at you but it’s because we both know you wish to have a normal life.”

Y/N continued to stand there, stunned by everything she heard. She didn’t care for a ‘normal’ life; she cared a life with Dean. “Dean, I don’t want a normal life. I don’t want the boring, everyday life that has a routine. This life with you, Sam and Cas, is different and fun and speac-.”

“But admit Y/N, it’s dangerous and annoying. Anyone would’ve accepted that drink from that guy,” Dean cut Y/N making her huff. She needed Dean to see the truth, to see what she felt.

“Who did I leave with?”

“What? What does that have to do with anything?” Dean groaned.

“Just answer the question, Dean. Who did I leave with?”

“Me.”

“Exactly. I left with you because I love you and I don’t care about other guys and what they have to offer because they can’t offer me a life with you,” Y/N’s eyes brimmed with tears. “You are my best friend, you are the only person in my life who cares so much about me and that is worth everything in the world to me. I don’t need a family because you are my family and that is enough. This life with you gave me so much, but most importantly it gave me happiness. So, no Dean not everyone would’ve accepted that guys offer. At least not me,” Y/N finished off wiping a tear that rolled down her cheek and leaned upward to place a kiss on Dean’s lips. She could feel him loosening up as they deepened the kiss and only breaking apart when a honking of a car ruined their moment. The couple let out a soft chuckle as their foreheads leaned stayed connected.

“I love you too, Y/N. Thank you, baby,” Dean sighed, thanking the stars for sending him someone like Y/N. “Now, let’s go back to the motel and take advantage of Sam not being there,” Dean smirked as he wrapped his arm around Y/N’s waist; no longer in a sour mood. As they walked back to the motel, Dean’s mind wandered into another thought. One that was brighter, one that consisted of making Y/N his forever. One that would make her his wife.


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Prologue…Two Weeks Before Thanksgiving

“Seriously, if you want to experience this city in a different way, just take this man with you. As soon as he opens his mouth, it’s like you get a key to the city. His accent opens doors to a whole new world.”

“Michonne,” Rick said while blushing slightly. “I think you are giving new meaning to the phrase ‘artistic license.’ People don’t treat me any differently.”

“Rick, come on,” Michonne scoffed. “Once people hear that accent, they start bending over backwards being nice and helpful. And I’m not complaining because I benefit as well.”

Sasha laughed. “You sure it isn’t his face that’s opening all those doors?”

Michonne squinted her eyes and pretended to exam Rick’s face. “No. I think it’s strictly the accent.” She said to the amusement of everyone, including Rick.

“As y’all can see, if I ever get the notion to overinflate my ego, Michonne is right there with a sharp tool at the ready to keep me grounded.”

“Are you referring to my mind or my mouth?”

After a quick glance at her mouth, Rick locked eyes with Michonne. “Both.”

Michonne responded with a smile which Rick couldn’t help but return.

Sasha and Aaron sat on the other side of the table and watched their friends’ interaction before casting a smirk at each other.

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anonymous asked:

So, I had a dream that I met you in a supermarket? At first I only saw you from the back so idk exactly how I was sure that it was you, but then I approached you and hesitantly asked "...Simon?" You immediately looked extremely annoyed that you were being recognized while shopping, so I assured you, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna get all fanatical on you. I'm just wondering if you know where the chips are in this store because I can't find them for the life of me." Then we both laughed.

Must be the “hair”. I doubt I’d be annoyed. I’d probably actually worry that I might eat you in the rush of worry.

Imagine walking in on Steve doing his hair.

Imagine Steve singing to himself while doing his hair in the morning. He totally uses the Farrah Fawcett can as a microphone. Probably gets really into his ‘performance’.

Imagine Steve dancing around the bathroom, running his hand through his hair to get it perfect.

Imagine Steve singing to himself in the mirror, he’s making funny faces, winking at himself while he sings.

He finally turns around and spots you, probably shrieks a little and hides the can behind his back and tries to play it cool. He tries, but ultimately fails when you start laughing, reaching around him and dangling the can in his face, “Are you shitting me, Harrington? Farrah Fawcett?”

Steve sputters, reaching for the can but can’t reach it when you step back and pull it away from his grasp. He has no excuse other than a small, “she’s got bitchin’ hair.” In a tiny voice.

Richie is in a band and he asks the losers to go to his concert, and of course they go. It’s at the end of the night, it’s late but everyone is still excited and they’re all so proud of Richie!!!!

“This last song is dedicated to a special guy in the audience, you know who you are”

The losers all look at each other and Bev has the biggest smile on her face bc Richie ran this by her before the concert.

“Eddie can I come over after school? (After school) We can hang around by the pool (hang by the pool) did your mom get back from her business trip? (Business trip)”

And Eddie doesn’t fully know what song it is yet so he’s like “:D” but thhen

“Is she there or is she tryna give me the slip? (Give me the slip) You know, I’m not the little boy that I used to be I’m all grown up now, baby can’t you see! EDDIE’S MOM HAS GOT IT GOIN ON”

Stan is trying his best not to laugh but the rest of them are just LOSING IT while Eddie just goes “Son of a bitch BEEP BEEP RICHIE FUCK YOU!”

bts scenario: domestic

hope you enjoy this scenario! i hope you don’t mind i just changed it to have a general theme of domesticity! being domestic and cooking with someone and stuff like that is so cute! xx

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jin: strong hands found themselves in the divots of your hips as jin helped you cook dinner. “pass me the salt?” his deep voice asked you and you couldn’t help but smile as you passed him the salt. “what’s the smile for, baby?” jin asked as he took the salt from your hand, gently shaking some into the pot on the stove. you shook your head, “nothing,” you couldn’t help but smile again, “i just love you.” jin’s face broke out into a smile, “i love you too.” a soft peck was placed on your lips. 

Originally posted by bwiseoks

yoongi: you watched yoongi from your place on the couch as he dried the dishes and stacked them in the cupboard above. “yoongi?” you asked softly, yoongi turning his head to look at you. “yeah?” the sound of his voice made you feel warm and safe as you reveled in the moment. “how do you look so pretty while putting away the dishes?” yoongi’s cheeks flared as he turned away from your gaze. “i’m not cute.” he defended, pushing out his lips, only making him cuter. you laughed, “sure sure, you’re ‘manly’, whatever you say.”

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

hoseok: “hoseok?” you asked him as he hummed in acknowledgment. “can you sing for me?” a low chuckle rumbled in his throat as he looked at you, “i’m a ra-” “i know you’re a rapper hobi, but you’re also a really good singer,” you smiled at him, “please?” hoseok huffed and you knew he had given in, “fine.” as hoseok began to quietly sing you laid your head on his chest, drifting off to sleep at the sound of his soft voice and the warm arms wrapped around your waist.

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namjoon: namjoon and you sat quietly on the couch, the low sound of the tv playing as background sound to fill the silence. namjoon was staring intently at a book, and you watched as his eyes scanned the page. “why are you staring at me?” namjoon asked. your cheeks flushed from being caught staring, and hid your face in your hands, “you’re just really handsome.” namjoon laughed, “i know i am,” he sent a wink your way, “come here.” you clambered into namjoon’s lap, him holding you close to his chest, it felt like home. 

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jimin: jimin sat criss-cross on the living room floor as you both sorted through the laundry. you held up a shirt, “want this one still?” jimin looked up and shook his head, “nah, i’m sure it’d look a lot better on you.” he winked and you rolled your eyes, unable to stop your cheeks from turning a slight red, “shut up.” jimin laughed, his eyes crinkling. “you know you love me, babe.” you laughed along with him, “not sure why.” jimin looked offended and crossed his arms, “mean.” you leaned forward, placing a kiss on his cheek, “i’m kidding, of course i love you.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

taehyung: “taehyung!” you yelled as you ran away from him, sprinting down the hall. “here comes the tickle monster!” taehyung yelled as he chased you down the hall, hands ready to grab you. you ran into your bedroom only to realize it was a dead end, you were trapped. “ah ha!” taehyung yelled as he grabbed your hips, tickling you. “stop stop!” you yelled as you laughed, squirming in his arms. taehyung’s hands slowed as he placed his head on your shoulder, “you’re so beautiful, baby,” he kissed your shoulder, “i love you so much.” 

Originally posted by piedpiper405

jungkook: the lights in the living room were dimmed as you entered the house, “kookie?” you called out. “in here!” you followed the sound of his voice, leading to the bathroom. “here, i set this up for you,” jungkook smiled at his handiwork as he showed you the bathtub filled with bubbles and the bathroom lit with candles. you awed, “kookie…” you were speechless. jungkook shook his head, “get undressed babe, you need to relax.” following his orders, you were soon in the bath. “kookie?” you asked as you smiled up at him as he sat outside the tub. “mhm?” “you’re the sweetest boyfriend on the planet.” 

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I’m only 18

Originally posted by hopeinloveinfinity

GIF NOT MINE

Request: Can you do a oneshot where the reader is an avenger and 18, she meets the team and the guys are being super flirty with her but have no idea that’s she is 18 and when they find out, they’re embarrassed about flirting with her :). Sorry if this super specific and long

Warning: No?


Being the new avenger was exciting. I had been able to shape shift into any person or animal that I wanted to since I was 5 years old. I scared my mother the day I turned into a dog. She could move things with her mind and she wasn’t sure of what I could do until the day we were eating dinner and I decided to act like a dog and turned into one. 

Since then, I would do small things like tricking my friends or I would turn into a bird and fly away. Like Spider-Man, I decided to use it for good. What really caught the public’s eye, was the day a grizzly bear stopped a gas station robbery. That same day Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff showed up at my house. They explained to me and my mother that they wanted me to join the avengers. Naturally, my mother put up a fight and said I was too young, but I am 18 so legally I can go. Waving goodbye to my mother 6 months later and I was officially part of the team. 

“You should turn into a cat, then when the team crowds around, turn into yourself.” Tony suggested. 

“I can’t” I laughed at him, “When I shape shift, My clothes don’t change with me so I can’t turn back until I’m in my room, usually.” 

“We’ll see about that.” He started thinking to himself. 

“Guys this is y/n” Nat called out t the team.

“Hello” I waved to everyone “I know who you all are already, I read the file.” 

“Nice to meet you” Steve shook my hand. “We didn’t hear much about you, it was suppose to be a surprise.” 

I smiled, looking around the room at the team. I noticed Sam, Bucky, Thor, Peter, and Steve were looking me up and down. I met Sam’s eyes and he winked at me and gave a slow nod of admiration. Bucky looked away quickly, Steve also winked, Thor smirked at me and then walked away, and Peter quickly turned around and started a conversation with Wanda. I noticed Clint and Bruce were watching the same thing I was and looked at me and then the guys and shook their heads. 

Originally posted by chrisandchips

Once everything was finally settled, I made my way to the kitchen to get a small snack, I had finally finished unpacking. I was searching for a snack when I hear someone speak up behind me.

“Nickle for your thoughts?” Steve spoke calmly

“I’m pretty sure it’s penny.” I laughed at him

“I just think your thoughts are worth more” he smiled, raising an eyebrow.

“Really?” I rolled my eyes “That’s so lame” 

“What?” He moved a tad bit closer leaning on the counter. “I just wanted to start a conversation.” He chuckled. 

“So start” I reached for the box of cheez-its, but it was too far up. Steeve reached up above my head and grabbed it. I couldn’t help but look at his bicep. Quickly looking down when our eyes met.

“Like what you see?” Steve smirked “There’s more underneath.” 

I blushed at first and then realized, he is old, I’m still 18 and I don’t think he knows that. Instead of telling him, I laughed at him and walked away. 

Originally posted by dailyteamcap

The next person to talk to me was Sam Wilson. I had wandered into the theater room and put a movie in. Sam saw this and wanted to join.

“Can I join you?” He asked as I made my self comfortable on the love-seat, taking up most to the small couch. 

“Sure if you can fit” I joked, moving my legs slightly.

“I played tetris as a kid.” He smirked at me coming closer to the couch.

“Your point?” I asked slightly confused.

“I can make it fit.” He winked at me. I didn’t even react, I just had a straight face and I realized that he didn’t know my age as well, and just like Steve I didn’t tell him. 

Originally posted by tbholland

Peter Parker approached me the next day, as I made my way to the kitchen, he tapped my arm.

“Morning y/n” He greeted me with a warm smile.

“Mornin’ Pete” I smiled back. He followed me into the kitchen. 

“Hey y/n,” He got my attention back to him “Can you feel my shirt?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, confused. 

“I’m serious” He held out the bottom of his shirt and I touched the soft fabric.

“What about it?” I was still confused.

“Does it feel like boyfriend material?” I asked seriously. I laughed at him as my cheeks slightly turned red.

“Absolutely not” Tony cut in “Not allowed.” 

Originally posted by little--batman

“Why do guys have to be such jerks?” My friend Andrea spoke to me on the phone. I had her on speaker while me, Wanda and Nat sat in the living room.

“I know how you feel Ann. What we need is a genie” I joked. “Three wishes would be nice.” 

“That would help a lot actually” Nat joined

“What’s one thing you would wish for?” Wanda asked “ I would wish for world peace. Typical I know.”

“I’ll have to think about that.” Andrea said on the phone. 

“Ditto” Nat spoke up, thinking quietly.

“I would wish for the perfect guy” I joked, earning a small chuckle from Nat.

“Here I am.” Bucky stood in front of us “What are your other two wishes?”

I couldn’t handle this anymore. I had to tell them how old I was before this got worse. I found it funny but I can’t be this cruel.

“Hey guys” I spoke up walking into the kitchen causing everyone to look at me “I have done some thinking.. Some of you, not naming who, have tried to flirt with me.” all the guys looked at each other. “As flattering as that is, I think you should know something about me, and maybe this will make you rethink some things.” I tried to fight the smile forming on my face. “I’m only 18.” 

Originally posted by you-didnt-see-that-cuming

Every single guy, except for Peter, Tony, Bruce, Clint, and Vision, went pale. They froze and looked at each other.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US BEFORE” Sam yelled, obviously embarrassed.

“I thought it was funny” I laughed at them

“I already knew that” Peter winked at me

“Lady y/n” Thor looked up from the ground “ I wasn’t sure of your age so I didn’t say anything, but I did not expect that” 

“I feel horrible” Steve apologized. Bucky couldn’t bring himself to say anything as he continued to stare at the ground.

There was a long awkward silence as we slowly continued our business. 

“Wait, You guys hit on her?” Tony raised his voice.

We’ll see that, sweetheart - Dean Winchester x Reader

Title: We’ll see that, sweetheart

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: None

Imagine: Imagine Dean and you being hunting partners and in love with each other for year, but are too scared to admit it. You are close and have a strong bond, being intimate in different ways every time. When he sees you interact with Jack and take care of him he remembers how he’s always wanted to have kids with you and finally gets the courage to bring it up to you.

A/N: In a close to perfect Supernatural universe this is how I’d like to see Dean open up to Jack, just to get over a lil bit of the pain in the previous episode! But I love both so much that the writers are only making it harder for me now!

“And that is how you can also raise the volume if you want to hear more clear, but careful with that around here cause Dean’s always a grumpy old man with these stuff.” you said playfully and Jack grinned slightly, just as Dean looked at you and scoffed.

“I’m not old.” hemuttered and you hummed.

“Sure, whatever you say grandpa!” you winked but he just shook his head, a small smile creeping on his lips “And- no, Jack he’s not my granpa. It’s just a thing, I call him stupid nicknames sometimes. That’s all.” you said, noticing how the nephilim was ready to ask.

“Oh” he nodded his head “Alright, and if I want to watch… cartoons, I press on number one and then three. For… thirteen, right?”

“Exactly! And there’re plenty of Scooby Doo there for you too!” you giggled, patting his back as he broke into an adorable grin.

“I really like that one, it’s wonderful!” he breathed out, his eyes sparkling.

“It sure is, Jack.” you chuckled “But remember, whenever there isn’t something good on TV and you really want to do something you can opt for a book!”

“Yeah if you wanna be a nerd in life sure.” Dean mumbled and you shot him a look.

“There are plenty of good ones around here, and I have a lot I think you’d like.” you said softly to Jack “Just until you find what you really like and what not we keep exploring, alright?”

“Then I think we should name you Dora.” Dean muttered with a snicker and you couldn’t fight the grin that spread on your lips, as Jack merely tilted his head to the side and frown.

“Do- Dora? What is that?” he mumbled and you still couldn’t fight the laughter that left your lips.

“Dean!” you exclaimed, throwing a pillow at him as he dodged it “How the hell do you even know about that?!” you shook your head.

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Arousal Styles

Part I: Cuddle Styles

Jason Momoa Jason’s the guy you never have to ask. It’ll almost always be up to you whether or not you have sex on any given day; he has his hands on you always, it’s just a matter of how far you let him go. And really, who would stop him?

Henry Cavill Henry would almost be the opposite. He needs to know you want, crave, desire him. He has his ways of letting you know he wants you - like getting out of the shower at night and not putting a lick of clothes on. He’ll taunt and tease you, like dangling a carrot on a stick.

Tom Hardy If it were the beginning of you relationship, Hardy would be a little shy, letting you take the lead in this area. He’s a big guy, and he’d hate for you to feel intimidated by him or his strength. He’d love when you “attack” him, letting you pretend you’re stronger than he is.

Tom Holland I’m torn on writing this one because he’s so much younger than me! But I mean, he’s a typical young guy, it wouldn’t take much. You’d merely have to take advantage of your bodies being in close proximity, laugh and flirt with him and he’ll be ready to go in no time.

Chris Pine My favorite old soul. He loves to hold you in his arms, stroking you gently where ever he can reach. He’d love when your hands start to wander while you’re making out, stroking *him* gently in return. Just the fact that you know all the right ways to touch him pushes him that much closer to the edge.

Sebastian Stan Sebastian loves to kiss you. Anytime, anywhere, from tiny kisses to making out, in public or in private. He just wants you to know how passionately he feels about you. What he loves most is having your hands in his hair; you can practically feel his heart race as your hands wander over his ears, lacing through his hair; give it a little tug, and all bets are off.

Chris Evans Chris is playful and rowdy and loves to man-handle you. You can try to wrestle away, but he’ll always catch you, planting you right back in his lap. The view he has while you’re sitting on top of him - whether you’re facing him or not - drives him wild.

Tom Hiddleston Thomas can make anything sexy, let’s be honest. You could be doing something as simple as sharing a bath when just the touch of his skin on yours feels erotic. It’s the way he slowly works his way over your entire body, deliberately taking his time over the places he knows you love most, intentionally driving you just a little bit crazy.

Earned It- Loki One Shot

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Prompt: When Thor brings Loki to stay with the Avengers, the team decides to prove just how much the God of Mischief has changed by assigning you to earn his trust; but you end up earning more than that. NO RAGNAROK SPOILERS!

Word Count: 3700

A/N: Ok so I saw Thor Ragnarok when it first came out and I absolutely loved it. For some reason, I fell in love with Loki. Not gonna lie, I feel like Loki deserves redemption and the MCU is not giving him that at all (which is why I disliked him in previous movies). Before Ragnarok, I only liked Loki because he was funny and Tom Hiddleston is beautiful. So, yeah, with this new found love for Loki, I have decided to expand my characters by adding him to the list of people I will write of. Fair warning: this is not a good imagine at all.

~~~

“But why me?” You let out an exasperated whine, “He knows me the least.”

“It’s not just that.” Steve nodded, “You weren’t there when he tried taking over the world, so you’re the best candidate.”

“So what? I’m chosen just because he’s never tried to kill me directly before?”

“Basically. Plus, you’re a hot, young girl that Loki would totally mess with.” Tony added, making Natasha hit him over the back of his head and you roll your eyes. “I’m just saying that you have more assets than I do when it comes to gaining the God of Mischief’s trust.”

“Thanks, Tony.” You replied in a flat tone.

“Will you do it, Y/N? It’s the best way to see if he has changed and if we can actually trust him.” Steve said.

“If I’m our only hope, then sure, but, I swear, if Loki tries anything on me, Thor, you will no longer have a brother.”

“Get in line.” Clint laughed dryly.

“Yeah, you’ll have to wait your turn for that.” Bruce said.

“Hey, now, no one will be killing my brother. He has changed.” Thor said. When the mighty God of Thunder first approached the Avengers about his brother staying in the compound with them, they were all quick to say no. Thor then went into detail about Loki’s redeeming actions while his brother walked into the room. After putting away their drawn weapons, Tony locked Loki in one of the cells, so that the team could discuss the issue at hand. That’s when Tony, Natasha, and Steve came up with the brilliant idea of using you as bait. You, the newest Avenger that has never even formally met Loki before, were chosen as the person to draw him out. You would somehow gain his trust and learn whether or not he has truly changed. If he never trusted you, then he was the same Loki as years ago; if he trusted you, then he had changed.

With your decision made, the Avengers left their meeting room to the cells. You all stood before Loki as he beamed mischievously at the sight before him. Tony opened the cell up and allowed the God to step out.

“Alright, reindeer games, we’ve got some rules that you must comply to- if you are to stay here.” Tony stated.

“Ah, rules- don’t you just love them and the chaos they bring?” Loki replied and Steve scolded Natasha as she began to curl her fists.

“Look,” Steve said, stepping up, “You’re not allowed to leave the compound unless one of us agrees to go with you; you cannot create any chaos inside or outside of the compound; you’re not allowed anywhere near the ships or weaponry-”

“I get it. I’m under house arrest. I’ve been in trouble before.” He stated, “Now, where is my bedroom? I’d like to catch up on some sleep.”

“Follow me, brother.” Thor said, leading Loki up the stairs as everyone dismantled from their protective stances. You watched as the two brother headed up the spiral staircase and you caught how Loki peered over his shoulder at you. You were quick to turn your head and invest yourself in a conversation with Steve.

~~~

That night, Loki did not come downstairs for dinner. Thor offered to take him a plate, but you insisted on doing it- that way, you could introduce yourself properly to him. Thor, knowing your intentions well, allowed you to take his place in serving his brother. You stood outside of Loki’s room and knocked lightly on the door, holding his plate of food with the other hand.

“Come in.” Loki said dryly. You slowly opened the door to find him sitting on his bed with a disinterested look in his eyes.

“I brought you dinner.” You gestured to the plate of steak and potatoes.

“I’m not hungry.” He replied and you shook your head with a laugh.

“You haven’t eaten all day. Please, eat this. Sam makes the best steaks.” You held it out to him and placed the book in his hands on his lap, before taking the plate.

“Sam?”

“Yeah, Sam, he’s the Falcon. He’s super cool and there are no steaks that compare to his- well, actually there’s a really nice restaurant in Upper Manhattan that has the best steaks. Sam’s are still amazing.”

“I’m dying to try it.” Loki replied sarcastically as he poked it with his fork.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.” You said, holding a hand out to him.

“Loki, but you already knew that.” He shook your hand almost timidly. He felt that there was something off about you- why were you so kind compared to the others? He expected Thor to be the only one to treat him as a normal person- not some random Midgardian that he’s never met.

“What book are you reading?”

“Excuse me?” Loki asked and you nodded toward the stray book on his bed. “It’s just a story my mother used to tell me. It’s a part of Norse mythology, as you humans call it.”

“It sounds interesting. I’ve always enjoyed learning about mythology.” You said, genuinely.

“Well, as good of a book it is, it does get boring after a while. I should have brought more books with me.”

“You know, Loki, we’ve got a library.”

“A library?” Loki asked, his whole stance perking up at the word.

“Yeah, I’d offer to show you it tonight, but I’ve got dishes to do. I’ll show it to you tomorrow.” You paused and then nodded, “I’ll see you later then. Good night, Loki.”

“Good night, YN.” Loki replied as you quickly retreated from his room. He looked at the plate in his hands and set it on his bedside table. He picked up his book and began to read it once more. He couldn’t help but think about you and how you were so intriguing to him. As much as he’d appreciate you showing him the library tomorrow, Loki got up and made it his mission to find the library on his own.

~~~

The next day, you went to find Loki in his room, but found that it was empty. You then decided that the library would be the next best place to look, knowing that he had shown a level of interest in it. You found him as expected; he was comfortably lounging in a chair with his nose stuck in a different book.

“I see you found Steve’s Shakespeare.” You said with a short laugh. Loki jumped, startled at your sudden presence. He lowered the book and looked over at you as you stood in between two shelves.

“It is quite entertaining to read.” He replied, glancing down at Macbeth in his hands.

“I know. It’s one of my favorite Shakespeare plays.” You nodded.

“If you’ll forgive me, I’d like to continue it.”

“I’ll be quiet, but I want to do some reading of my own.” You replied. You searched in the shelves for a book as Loki continued his reading.

This happened once everyday for the next two weeks. You would enter the library to read in peace, and Loki would already be sitting at a chair by the fire with a different book in his hand than the day before. You would both make small talk for a few minutes when you arrived. You felt, over this time period, that your feelings for the God were growing, and growing romantic. You also felt that there had been no progress on your part- Loki still treated you as if you were just another Avenger, as if you were on the same level as his brother for trust.

“Just give it some more time.” Natasha told you as you complained to her in her room.

“Time won’t do anything, Nat. Nothing is working. We just sit in a library and read as communication.” You let out an exasperated sigh and she shrugged. You watched as she focused on painting her toenails a light shade of purple almost more than she focused on your complaints.

“At least he bears being in the same room as you. He makes every meal incredibly awkward.” She replied. You remembered back to just this morning- Loki was silent, like he always was, and, as soon as he finished eating, he left the room. His presence filled the entire room with tension.

“That’s one thing, though.” You huffed.

“Aren’t you usually reading by now?” Natasha asked, peering at the clock on her wall.

“I’m quitting this mission. It’s stupid and it’s pointless. The guy has been here for two weeks and he’s done nothing. Isn’t that reason enough to trust him?”

“Look who you’re talking to and think who you’re talking about- guess again.” Natasha laughed. She had been on so many missions where she was undercovers for weeks, and Loki most likely had no problem with committing to fooling someone for long periods of time.

“That doesn’t matter. What I mean to say is this whole idea is corrupt and I’m done with it.”

“Corrupt? As in it isn’t good on Loki?”

“That’s not what I-”

“Ohhhh,” Natasha let out sinister laugh followed by a knowing smirk, “You like him, don’t you?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” You tried to defend yourself.

“Sweetheart, you can lie to yourself and to him all you want, but you cannot lie to me. You are totally into him!”

“Fine, so what if I am? Why are you so happy about it?” You asked, referring to her blatant hatred of him.

“I don’t agree with you, but I think you liking him is cute. Maybe you could end up changing him.” She shrugged hopefully, “Plus, if he hurts you, it gives me even more motivation to kill him.”

“Like you need anymore of that.” You said, making her chuckle.

“Fine, if you’re giving up this mission, then you can go make me a sandwich. I’m starving.” Natasha said and you playfully rolled your eyes at her.

“Turkey or ham?” You asked as you headed towards her bedroom door.

“Turkey please!” She called from her spot.

You left her room and went straight to the kitchen to make up her snack. You finished her sandwich and then decided to make one for yourself. Just as you were about to top off your own with the final piece of bread, you heard a voice, announcing the presence of someone else in the room.

“Could you make me one too, please?” It was Loki and the sincerity in his voice was something almost unusual. He seemed quieter and mellower in his demeanor today.

“Would you like turkey or ham?” You asked as he stepped into the kitchen completely and began to watch you work.

“Either will be fine.” He said, “You didn’t come to the library today.”

“Oh, you noticed that.” You stated, awkwardly fumbling with the sliced meat before you.

“Why, yes, I did.” Loki stated, taking a cautious step towards you, “I do notice when the one person who does not alienate me leaves me alone.” You turned to him to see him being completely genuine- his soft eyes telling you everything. He looked away and took the sandwich from your hands, “Pardon my directness.” He left the room with the sandwich and without another word.

You sighed at his retreating figure. Maybe you shouldn’t quit- at least not yet. He had shown some feeling in that moment; he had shown that he cared about you. You wouldn’t jump to saying he thought of you in a romantic way like you thought of him, but you could conclude that he felt connected to you.

You took the last two sandwiches to Natasha’s room. You dared not speak of the recent events to her. She munched happily on her sandwich as you two watched reality shows and as he toes dried.

~~~

The next day was completely lovely. The sky was blue and the leaves were in the middle of changing colors. You absolutely loved it and you figured Loli would too. You quietly entered the library and saw him exactly where you had planned to: sitting in that same arm chair with yet another book.

“Loki,” You said, making your presence known to him. He peered over his book at you and offered a smile, “I was wondering if you’d like to go outside- since, you know, you’ve kind of lived in this room for the past couple of weeks.”

“Outside? You would accompany me outside?” He asked, completely thrown off by your question.

“Yes. It’s a beautiful day. I was going to visit the park and I thought that you might like to join me.” You explained yourself.

“I would like that.” Loki said. He set the book on the table and stood up. Using his magic, he changed his clothes from Asgardian wear to Midgardian casual attire. You smiled at him, admiring his change.

You took Loki to the nearest park, much to the dismay of some of your fellow teammates. Thor offered to tag along, but Natasha quickly shut that down. Thor was far too recognizable and anyone could recognize Loki if they had seen his brother. You were pleased about introducing Loki to feeding the ducks with the few pieces of bread that you had smuggled from the compound. From what you could tell, he enjoyed it. It was the simplest thing, yet it displayed Loki’s humaneness in such a strong way. He never really stopped genuinely smiling while at the park and all of it was because of you.

~~~

Loki was pacing around in his room the next day, rehearsing how he should ask you out. He wanted to take you to that restaurant that served the steak you loved, but he didn’t know how Midgardian dating worked.

“Brother!” Thor greeted, walking into Loki’s room unannounced and startling him.

“Thor, have you forgotten how to knock?” He asked with a sigh.

“I heard you pacing. Is anything on your mind?”

“Why would anything be on my mind? I’m fine.” His reply was defensive as he attempted to conceal his emotions. As the God of Mischief, he is normally much better at it, but his feelings for you had grown too great for him to easily cope with.

“Does this have anything to do with Lady Y/N?” Thor inquired.

“What are you on about, brother? This has nothing to do with her. Nothing is wrong.” Loki stated.

“Whatever you say, I shall believe, but I do think you should ask her sooner than later. Unlike us, Lady Y/N does not have thousands of years.” He spoke with a calm smile.

“Is that all?”

“Well, I was originally sent to ask if you were joining us for dinner, so will you?”

“It depends if I am hungry or not. You can leave now, Thor.” Loki said and his brother exited with his hands up in surrender. Loki looked at himself in the mirror and cast an illusion so that he was in casual clothing for the second day in a row. He left his room and headed straight to yours. As he was about to knock, he realized your door was cracked open and that you were speaking to someone in your room.

“I’m actually glad I didn’t quit.”

“I’m glad you didn’t, too.” Natasha said, “It seems to be working.”

“I learned from the best.” You laughed, referring to your best friend before you.

“Do you think he’s changed?”

“I think Loki has.” He froze hearing you mention his name. His heart hammered in his chest, “He seems kinder and gentler. I still feel bad though. A part of me wishes I gave up, but a part of me is proud that I’m going through with this mission.”

‘Mission?’ Loki thought. He felt a stinging pain build up in his heart. No, it couldn’t be. He was the God of Mischief. There was no way you, a mere Midgardian, could have tricked him- and there was no way you could have tricked him into falling in love with you.

“Going undercover is hard, but you have done it well, even if your target was the God of Mischief.” Natasha replied proudly. Loki heard you two come closer to the door, but he wasn’t quick enough to move. His feet were planted in that moment- replaying your words in his head. As you opened the door to reveal him, he used his magic to transform him back to his Asgardian self.

“Loki-“ you started. Natasha looked at you with concern, knowing fully well that he had heard the two of you.

“Don’t.” Loki spoke with a firm shake of his head. The smile that you had grown fond of over the past few weeks was completely gone. “Congratulations, you succeeded in fooling the God of Mischief.” He sarcastically raised his hands and did a partial bow for you, before he left without another word.

You watched his retreating figure in pain. You had never wanted to hurt him- that was never the plan, but, yet again, falling in love with the trickster was never a part of the plan either. You started to walk in the direction of his room when Natasha caught your hand.

“Y/N,” she sighed, “Leave him be for a bit. C’mon, we should tell the others.” Agreeing with her, you quietly followed her down the hall to the lab, opposite of Loki’s direction.

~~~

“Well, this is-“ Tony started after taking a deep breath, but was cut off by Steve.

“Bad. This is bad.” He stated. You could feel all of their eyes watching you, as you kept your eyes focused on the ground beneath you. “Thor, what do you suggest we do?”

“I do not know.” The God replied, “I have never seen my brother act the way he was with Y/N before. He showed a whole different level of respect and compassion for her-“

“Could it be that he was playing her as well?” Clint asked.

“No.” Thor shook his head, “Loki is mischievous and he is great at pretending, but not like this. I have never seen him so vulnerable.”

“You think he actually loves her?”

“I don’t know if I would call it love quite yet, but I do believe it could have become that.”

“Should I talk to him?” You asked quietly. Guilt and pain was all you could feel. Loki was upset with you, and, now, Thor believed you to have broken his heart.

“Maybe I shall speak with him first, Lady Y/N.” Thor said. “I know my brother best and I fear he is too unpredictable at the moment.”

“Very well then. Thor, go see him.” Natasha stated and he nodded. The room was silent as all of you watched Thor leave the room.

Thor entered Loki’s room to find his brother casually sitting on his bed, a book in his hand. Loki lowered the book and looked at the other God. He answered, “Yes?”

“Do you love her?” Thor asked.

“That mortal? Please.” Loki said, rolling his eyes lightly.

“Loki, drop this act. Do you love her?” He asked again. Thor stepped into the room and a bright gold burst came from the room as Loki’s magic disappeared. The seemingly normal bedroom was an illusion and shifted into the remains of a bedroom. The bed was torn apart with the mattress falling into the wall; the opposite wall had a few fist holes in it; and the bedside table was smashed, bits of it splattered around the room. Loki sat in the far corner and lifted his head from hands.

“See for yourself, brother.” Loki said, slowly looking up at the other God. His eyes were red and his hair was a mess from his recent angry motions.

“Loki-“ Thor was speechless. He had never seen his brother so broken and hurt. The last time Thor walked in on Loki in a state like this was when their mother died; and, now, Loki was broken once more.

“Surprised? This is what one look like when they are upset.” He stated.

“This is far more than upset.”

“It’s against my nature to call myself heartbroken.”

“Y/N would like to speak with you.”

“And I would not like to speak with her, or anyone for that matter, so, brother, you may leave now.”

“I will not leave you here to swallow yourself into a hole of despair.” Thor said as Loki stood.

“Despair? How would you feel if the mortal you loved betrayed you? How would you feel if you loved her and she had been lying to you this whole time?” His voice raised in anger.

“You have it all wrong, brother. Y/N has not betrayed you.”

“Leave! You know nothing of her lies!” He stepped towards his brother and Thor straightened up to his full height, preparing for any violence that may come.

“Loki,” You spoke from the doorway. Both Gods turned to you in surprise and Loki’s heavy breathing seemed to calm.

“Lady Y/N-” Thor started.

“I’d like to speak to Loki alone.” You said. The blond looked between the two of you and then left the room without another word.

“I do not wish to speak to you right now.” Loki turned his back to you and you took in his destroyed room. You sighed softly and stepped towards him.

“Please, allow me to explain myself.”

“I don’t need any further explanation. I understand your actions- you don’t trust me, none of you do.” He stated with a firm shake of his head, making you stop in your tracks.

“Loki, I can’t speak for the others, but I trust you. What I did was wrong, but I was doing what was best for the team. They wanted me to earn your trust-”

“Well, you earned more than that. Congratulations.” He said.

“If it is love that you’re speaking of, then I feel it too.” You replied and he slowly turned to you.

“Pardon me?” Loki questioned and you continued your walk to him until you were directly in front of the God.

“I love you, Loki, and I’m so sorry that I made you feel betrayed. It was never my intentions.”

“Is this the truth?” He asked and you delicately took his hands in yours. You nodded, causing a grin to form on his face. He leaned down to kiss you softly. He pulled away and whispered to you, “Good. I love you too, and it frightens me.”

“I’ll never lie to you again.”

every road leads to an end

this is for everyone in my inbox who asked for a mike coming out story.

***

Mike’s hands are shaking as he reaches for the phone on the corner of his desk - a hand-me-down he’d nabbed from Nancy’s room when she’d packed all of her things and headed off to college two summers ago. He nearly knocks the entire thing to the floor in his haste to grab it.

“Get a grip, Wheeler,” he mumbles out loud to himself, but he can’t quite stop the tremor from coursing through him - it’s the adrenaline, maybe. Probably not fear. Definitely anger.

Mike shakes his head and pulls out a piece of crumpled paper from his desk drawer, taking his time to punch the neatly-written numbers into the keypad on the phone. It rings once, twice, three times.

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J2 NolaCon 2017 Main Panel
  • J2 jump onstage!
  • Jensen moving the chairs closer together before the panel even starts :)
  • Jensen doing the Who Dat song for the New Orleans Saints. 
  • Jared says the city killed his phone: “I’m trying to navigate to where Jensen is and it won’t work. Saw a lot of the city!” Referring to his adventures last night walking around NOLA. 
  • He was wandering around Bourbon Street trying to get cell service: “Searching…my buddy had already left and gone to the hotel.” 
  • Jared stopped at a bar for WiFi and someone told him, “Oh, so you’re dressed up as Sam Winchester from Supernatural” and they weren’t impressed when they found out he was the real deal. “So, you dress like him, too?” 
  • Since Jared’s phone died on him he got to rediscover what it’s like to walk around a new city without any phone gadgets. 
  • Jared says there’s gonna be Alex in the gag reel, and s13′s reel might be really long. 
  • J2 hopes that Alex will come to conventions soon!
  • Jared says “hazing” and Jensen says “welcome package” on the breaking-in of Alex. 
  • Jensen on Alex: It’s the first time they had to wrap me and him (Jared) first so the other person could work lol. 
  • J2 to Alex, who was worried about laughing in so many takes: “It’s okay, all your bosses know we’re assholes.” 
  • Question about lead roles. Jared: You mean Sam or Dean? You said lead roles. 
  • Jared jokes Misha has the best job in showbiz because he barely works and people think he’s a lead. If he could play anyone else it’d be Cas. 
  • Lead supporting roles? Jensen: I hear those come in briefs, also. 
  • Jensen jokes about Misha’s presence in the black room at the end of 13x03.  
  • Jensen, referring to the end of 13x03, says: Misha filmed that last scene in his bedroom. Jared: They took out all the toys…VFX’d away all the toys. Jensen walks away laughing. 
  • Jensen would be a wendigo ‘cause he’d be taller than Jared :P
  • Jared jokes that he wants to be a shapeshifter so someone else can play their characters but still get paid. 
  • Jared: I’d be a shapeshifter. Oh no, I shift myself… ba dum dum. Jensen tried so hard not to laugh. Couldn’t do it. Instead: “you shifted yourself AGAIN.” 
  • Jensen: Dean is in a turbulent state, lots of anger that’s a stage of grieving. You’ll see a transition in Dean about Jack, between now and ep 10. 
  • In s2 when Jensen saw the script saying he had to take a crowbar to the Impala he was like nooo. 
  • Jensen talks about taking things apart with his hands. J2 are now miming correcting a picture on the wall. 
  • During a scene there was a painting that had to be crooked for continuity and Jensen threw something in the scene and it swung into place lol. 
  • Jared: How funny would it have been if instead you just stopped and casually fixed it? 
  • Trick to emotional scenes? Jared doesn’t lie while acting, he just tells someone else’s truth. 
  • Jared: I love Sam! His hair is so great! Jensen: You say his hair is so gray? *makes face behind him* Jared: Dude I can see you! Jensen feigns innocence. 
  • Jared: I don’t like the word “tricks” when talking about being emotional. Jensen: I like to use tricks. 
  • Jensen: We’ve lived with these characters for so long that we naturally get emotional and no longer have to delve into our own emotions. 
  • Jensen is answering for Jared about how they get prepared and into the character’s heads for emotional scenes. 
  • “I love these characters…so if they’re going through something, I feel that. “
  • Jensen whispered “instinctual” right before Jared did. 
  • Jensen talks about how Jared reads script over and over whereas he goes into it more visceral and Jared builds on Jensen’s answer, links to Sam’s tendency toward research versus Dean being more reactive. 
  • J2 talking about Kim Manners. Jared: “He set the tone.” He wanted to make sure they had fun making the show. 
  • Jensen could talk for a week about how amazing Kim Manners was. 
  • Jensen about KM: “He put us on a path to succeed and we’ve been honoring him ever since.”
  • Jared: Kim truly cared about people. 
  • Jared goes wide-eyed when a baby screams in the audience. 
  • Jensen is excited about Stranger Things. 
  • Therapy question. Jared to a fellow parent: We also take our kids to a therapist because of our situation. Daddy isn’t around a lot. They want to help the kids understand why he’s not around so much. 
  • Gen and Jared go to counseling to learn how to parent the best they can especially with Jared not being around often. 
  • Jensen says acceptance is one of the biggest things we’re teaching in his home. Wants to teach his kids that they are loved and they give love. 
  • Fan. Hi I’m (name) from (St) Jared: Why did you have to read your name off your phone lol? 
  • J2 are fighting again about gif vs jif lol. Jensen: Jif is peanut butter! Gif is on your phone. 
  • Jared says single best part of being a celebrity is sending gifs of yourself to non celebrities. Jensen agrees. He loves text battling their friends with SPN gifs :P Jared’s fav gif of himself is the L’Oreal ones. Has sent it to everyone he knows lol.
  • Jensen: There are a lot of Supernatural gifs. I was like, hey, Jared, we’re popular…
  • Jared deferring to gif because Jensen said so. Jensen: Jared can be taught. 
  • Fan: First of all I wanna know if you have any single friends? Jensen walks over and points at Stephen . 
  • Do you like classic rock? Jensen: I like Big Butts. Jared: He does. 
  • Jensen: I named my kid Zeppelin. 
  • They’ve been trying to get Metallica on the show since day one. Finally got them this season. 
  • Jared: I have put everything I have into Sam. Jensen: makes a surprised/smirky face ;) Jensen laughs and Jared whispers something, Jensen laughs again. 
  • Sam has taught Jared a lot, including how he perseveres. 
  • Jared used the word indubitably while answering. Jensen: Did you just say indubitably? We talked about this, you’re embarrassing me. 
  • Jensen says there was more of a connection between he and Dean in the beginning seasons but now there’s a separation. Jensen: Sometimes I say, what would Dean do? 
  • Jared: Sam’s current position on Jack is how he feels about himself. Sam wants to believe he can be good. So he needs Jack to be good. 
  • Jensen talks about directing and how Bob Singer doesn’t need a bunch of notes like Jensen. While Jensen had a complete road map, Singer just had one note, “the ole switcheroo” to remind him of how he wanted a scene to go lol. 
  • Jared mentions Will and Grace. Jensen: Who will you be in this scenario? 
  • If there was an SPN movie, Jared wouldn’t want to use foul language. Jensen: *horrified face* Jared: I know words longer than four letters :P
  • Fan asks a question about what filming was like for Jensen and Sam Smith when Mary saw Baby for the first time. Jensen is confused, thinking Sam the character. Jensen: The scene took on a different tone in shooting than it had in the script. Jared: for Dean or Jensen? 
  • Last question: The scene where Dean sees Mary remembering what happened in Baby wasn’t scripted. That was Bob Singer. 
  • J2 thank the fans and give a fist bump before heading off stage :)

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Once Upon A Flannel

Title: Once Upon A Flannel

Summary: Dean doesn’t know how or why he fell in love with her. But he does know one thing. It all started with a flannel

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer (mentioned), Castiel (mentioned)

Word count: 3977 (totally worth it, I promise)

Warnings: Fluff. Angst. Some language. Implied smut. Death of a loved one, mentions of blood and references to grief. 

Author’s Notes: This is my very late submission for @luci-in-trenchcoats‘ AU & Things Challenge. Michelle, I can’t even thank you enough for being so patient with me about this. I fell so in love with the story and wanted to do it justice. 

Special thank you to twin @ravengirl94 for reading parts of it over for me and listening to me whine, I don’t know what I’d do without her.

My prompt for this was flannel (obviously, lol) and you’ll see what I did with it in the text *winks* Also, this fic was loosely inspired by Ed Sheeran’s How Would You Feel (You need to listen to that, btw, his new album is amazeballs)

Thank you for all of your love and support. Enjoy <3


The first time Dean sees her in one of his flannels, it’s after a wendigo hunt.

Autumn’s slowly creeping its way into his life again, its tawny leaves and withered hedges painting the scene in golden colors and, even though he rarely takes the time to appreciate things like these anymore, he stops for a second and breathes it all in, the crispiness and the rustles and the shadows of change.

And then, she swims into view.

She’s sitting on the hood of a Bronco in Bobby’s scrap yard, fallen leaves dancing at her feet, as she stares straight ahead, at the sky that’s turning to orange and smiles.

And he doesn’t notice at first, but there’s something familiar in the red and white fabric that wraps around her, in the way the garment dwarfs her, in the rolled-up sleeves and the hem that reaches her mid-thigh and he realizes that it’s his clothes she’s wearing.

She looks beautiful.

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BTS Reaction to: Their foreign girlfriend surprising them for their birthday

Author’s note: This is just pure fluff.Also gifs aren’t mine. x  

Seokjin: 

He sighed deeply as he checked his phone for the millionth time that day. No new messages. The three his phone on the couch as he groaned in frustration. You still hadn’t sent him a ‘happy birthday’ message. It was odd since you and Jin usually talked 24/7. Had he done something wrong? He kept going back to your earlier conversations but nothing came to mind. Did you forget it was his birthday? He grabbed his phone, ready to go to his room when front door was being opened. That’s weird. The guys wouldn’t be back for another 2 hours. Jin made his way into the hallway, readily to scold them for lying to him when he saw you standing there with your suitcase.

All his anger and frustration melted away as he saw you standing there, holding a cupcake with a candle on top of it. You gave him a shy smile as you said,

“Happy birthday Jin.”

He smiled at your shyness before taking the cupcake, making a wish and blowing it out. He wrapped his arms around you as you wrapped yours around his neck.

“Now I get why you didn’t send me anything.”

“I’m sorry, I was on traveling the entire day and I-”
He shut you up by pressing his soft lips against yours, making you smile.

I know princess. I can’t believe you’re finally here.”

“Me neither. What did you wish for?”

He flashed you a cheeky smile as he said,

“It won’t come true if I tell you.”

“You sure about that?”

He laughed at your response as he helped taking your suitcase to his room.

“Yes I’m sure jagi. Now let’s cuddle, okay?”


Yoongi: 

Nothing. He’s heard nothing from you for the past 2 days. Were you mad? Had he done something? He leaned back in his chair as he stared at his computer screen. He was trying to come up with new lyrics but he couldn’t concentrate. He couldn’t stop thinking about you as he tried to work, so he decided to take a little break to see if you had responded in the meantime. Of course you hadn’t. He ran his hands through his hair as he sighed. He tried really hard not to let it bother him but it just didn’t work. After all you mean everything to him and he hates it when you don’t contact him. Besides, it was also his birthday, so it was even worse that he heard nothing from you. Suddenly someone knocked on his door before opening it. He sighed before saying,

“Jimin I don’t need coffee.”

“-Do I look like Jimin?”

His head snapped up instantly at the sound of your voice. A happy smile spreading across his face when he saw you standing in his studio.

“Baby, you’re here!” He laughed as he got up, embracing you tightly.

“Yes, I traveled all around the world just so I could be there on your birthday. Isn’t that sweet?”

He chuckled as he pressed a kiss against your cheek while tightening his grip on you.

“I thought you were mad at me.”

“Of course not idiot! I was on a plane the entire day!”

“Well luckily you’re here now. It means I can finally focus on writing again.”

“Can I watch?”

He smiled at you as he sat down in this chair again, pulling you with him to sit on his lap.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”


Hoseok: 

He was so excited that it was his birthday. The first thing he did that morning was check he phone to see your message, only to be met with the 'no new messages screen.’ That’s weird, he thought as he checked the date to make sure that it really was his birthday. It was though. You’re always the first one to message him in the morning so it was very odd to have no message from you. Had you forgotten about him? He would really get into his head as he got his day started. It was so bad that Namjoon even asked him if everything was okay. The sunshine boy felt sad that he hadn’t heard anything from you. He tried to make the best out of his day, played games with the others as he waited for you to finally text him. 

When he still hadn’t heard anything by 7 pm he decided he’d go to bed early. He was ready to just lay in bed and to get the day over with. However, when he opened the door he saw you sitting on his bed. He stared at you in disbelief, making you laugh. After a few seconds he snapped out of his little daze as he shouted,

“BABY YOU’RE HERE! I THOUGHT YOU HAD FORGOTTEN ABOUT ME!

You laughed at his words as he climbed on top of you, holding you tightly as he pressed kisses all over your face.

“I” kiss. “Missed” kiss. “You” kiss. “So” kiss. “Much!”

He pulled back so his nose was pressing against yours as he said,

“I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I’m sorry you thought I had forgotten about you. I could never.”

“I know baby, let’s just cuddle, yeah?”

You nodded as you rested your head against his chest. Hoseok pressed a kiss against your forehead as he held you close. Enjoying having you there with him on his birthday.


Namjoon: 

It frustrated him that you didn’t respond to his messages. It wasn’t like you to do that. You always responded pretty much immediately whenever he sent something, that’s why he found it so weird that he hadn’t heard from you at all. He even tried calling you multiple times but it went straight to voicemail. He couldn’t help but feel worried, what if something happened? What if there really was something going on and he was being stupid for being mad at you for not wishing him happy birthday. So he did the only thing that seemed right; he texted your mom. After a few minutes he got a reply. She said that you were fine and that there was nothing to worry about. Great. That means you had to be mad at him, since you were okay.

Before he could beat himself up even more about it he heard the door of his bedroom open and saw you standing in the doorway, with a Ryan teddy bear. He felt all he worry wash away as he got up and pulled you tightly into his arms.

“I’m so glad you’re okay baby girl. I thought something happened.”

You gave him a quick kiss before pulling him close again. 

“I’m sorry, I was traveling the entire day and I wanted it to be a surprise so I didn’t tell you in advance.”

“I know baby. It’s okay you’re here now and you’re safe, that’s all that matters to me.”

He quickly helped you unpack before you two settled down in the couch, watching a movie that Namjoon picked out. Halfway into the movie he got bored and turned to look at you sitting beside him. You looked even better than the last time he saw you, if that was even possible. He didn’t care about the stupid movie anymore and all he wanted was for you to be underneath him, screaming his name as he showed you how much he had missed you.


Jimin: 

This poor guy wouldn’t know what to do with himself. He was a mix between sad and worried. He was sad that you hadn’t wished him happy birthday but he was worried at the same time. You always talk to him, wish him good morning, wish him a good day and tell him to stay healthy. When he woke up this morning and saw that you hadn’t texted him yet he thought nothing of it and was sure that you’d send him something later. But now it was 8 pm and he still hadn’t heard a single thing. Were you upset? Is that why you didn’t text him? He didn’t blame you, he blamed himself for the fact that you hadn’t sent him happy birthday. He must have done something to upset you, right? He groaned in frustration as he hit his head on the table repeatedly, worrying his hyungs.

“Jiminie, are you okay?” Seokjin asked, worry visible on his face as he finished drying the cup and placed it back on the shelf.

“Not really hyung. Y/N hasn’t texted me all day. I’m worried I’ve said something to upset her.”

“-Why do you think that?”

He crooked his eyebrow when he heard your voice. That’s weird. Is his mind playing tricks on him now?

“Jimin, hey. Happy birthday baby.”

You gently placed your hands on his shoulders as you gave him a kiss on his cheek. A bright smile spread across his face as he turned around, seeing you giving him a warm smile.

“Jagi! You didn’t forget about me!”

He laughed as he wrapped himself around you, holding onto you tightly as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair as you mumbled,

“Of course I didn’t Jimin. I love you. Don’t ever think that I can forget about you, okay?”

Jimin nodded at your words as he pulled back a little to give you a kiss.

Ya, don’t do that in front of my eyes!!” Jungkook shouted, making all of you laugh.

Jimin took your hand as you two walked to his bedroom, where the two of you snuggled up underneath the blankets. You wrapped yourself around him as he rested his head on your chest. Right then he realized he was being ridiculous for thinking that you could ever forget him. Of course you couldn’t, because he had you wrapped around his finger. You two spend the rest of the night like that, until you both fell asleep in each other’s arms.


Taehyung: 

He sighed for the millionth time that night as he saw you hadn’t texted him yet. He decided that instead of sitting in his room being sad the entire day wasn’t gonna cut it. So instead he made his way to the living room and sat down next to Jimin, who seemed no notice that the younger wasn’t okay.

“You alright?”

Taehyung shook his head 'no’ as he stared in the distance, trying to push away the negative thoughts. Jimin quickly wrapped his arms around the younger as he snuggled up to him, trying to distract him. Taehyung couldn’t stop the small smile from spreading across his face as his hyung tried to make him feel better. Jimin picked a movie to watch together to make his friend feel better, but it wasn’t working. No matter what Taehyung’s mind always went back to you. It just didn’t make sense to him. Why hadn’t you wished him happy birthday?

“Jimin, do you think Y/N is mad at me?”

“I don’t think so Tae. She’ll tell you, don’t worry.”

He groaned as he sunk further into the couch, pushing his hair back as he tried to focus on the movie again. Taehyung heard the front door being opened but ignored it, since he thought it was one of his hyungs coming back. However, Jimin did notice you. A happy smile formed on his face as he nudged his friend, who looked up to see you standing there with a bright smile on your face. Taehyung’s eyes widened as he jumped off the couch to embrace you tightly, almost knocking you over in the process. You chuckled at his excitement as you wrapped your arms around him.

“Missed me?” “You’ve no idea.”

“I’m sorry for not wishing you happy birthday by text. I wanted to do it in person.”

Taehyung smirked at your words as he said, “That’s okay, now you can give me my birthday present.”

“GET A ROOM YOU TWO!” Jimin shouted from his spot on the couch.

You two cracked up before Taehyung dragged you to his room, pinning you up against the door as soon as it was closed.

“You really want your birthday present, don’t you?”

“Baby, you’ve no idea.”


Jungkook: 

He’d be he most annoyed out of the members. Yes he knew that you also have other things to do but you’re his girlfriend. You’re supposed to wish him happy birthday! He huffed when he saw you still hadn’t sent anything yet. He tried to keep his cool but he was just so annoyed that he decided to go to the gym to get rid of all his built up frustrations. He thought boxing would be a good way to let it all out. Meanwhile you had just arrived at the dorm, ready to surprise your boyfriend when you found out that he wasn’t there. Namjoon told you that he went to the gym to get rid of his built up frustrations. You instantly felt guilty for not texting him but in your defense, you were traveling the entire day. You quickly made your way to the gym to see him harshly hitting a punching ball.

“Kookie.”

He stopped instantly, turning around to face you as his hard expression fell. He quickly tossed his boxing gloves across the room as he embraced you tightly. He lifted you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist as he buried his face in the crook of his neck. Jungkook tried to hold back his tears as he was finally able to hold you in his arms again. You didn’t forget about him at all, in fact you even took the time to travel all around to world just to see him. That alone made his heart swell as he pressed a kiss against your neck.

“I can’t believe your here.” He replied in a shaky voice.

You quickly wiped away your tears as you pulled back a little, only to see him looking at you with watery eyes.

“Of course I’m here you idiot. It’s your birthday after all.”

He laughs at your words as he holds you even tighter, nuzzling his nose against yours as he smiles happily at you.

“Shall we go back to the dorm and play overwatch?”

You rolled your eyes as he mentioned his favorite video game, making him laugh. “Or we can cuddle.” “How about we do both?”  

He gives you one of his signature bunny smiles as he carries you back to the dorm, pulling you with him to sit on his lap as he happily plays his favorite game. Right then he realized that he could never be mad at you for long. He loved you too much for that.

One Shot//Halloween Party

Summary: After countless demands from jungkook for you to stay home while he goes to a party, what happens when you surprisingly show up anyways.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut(Fingering, Rough Sex)

Word Count: 2.5k

Authors Note: This is my first time writing a one shot, so have mercy on me lol.

………

 As you lay in bed, the sounds of kids yelling “trick or treat”, dogs barking, and laughter are all you can hear outside through the thin windows of your apartment.

Not just your apartment, but your boyfriends as well. Your boyfriend, Jungkook, who was no where around at the moment, due to the promises he made to his best friend, to help and host a big Halloween party that they were having at a fraternity house, right outside of college campus.

His “demands” for you to stay home were reasons being, he didn’t want anything happening to you and because the party “isn’t your scene”, that there would be drinking, smoking, and hundreds of people there in general doing god knows what. All things that didn’t really fit your description of a comfortable and fun environment, so you decided to listen to him.

After hours of sitting around in front of a television, thinking about  jungkook obsessively, you decide to contact your best friend Maggie,(who surprisingly wasn’t at any parties) out of boredom to come sit at your place for a while. You ignored her concerned tone over the phone, telling her that everything was fine and that you just needed some company.

After a while, there were a couple of knocks on your front door, and you opened it to be faced with Maggie’s bright smile, and a big bag in her hand. As she made her way inside of the apartment, your eyes never left the bag as you closed the door and followed her over to the couch.

“What’s in there?” You confusingly ask.

“My camera and some costumes, I figured since we’re going to be sitting in here for Halloween, we might as well have a photoshoot. She wiggles her brows, while dumping everything out of the bag onto the couch. She catches on to your dumbfounded expression.

“Don’t worry, we’ll keep it quiet, since jungkook is sleeping I’m guessing.”

“Jungkook isn’t even home, he’s at a party, I’m just shocked because I wasn’t expecting all of this” You refer to the costumes while lightly laughing.

She stops what she’s doing and looks up at you. “What do you mean he’s at a party? And why aren’t you there with him?” She begins to question.

You didnt blame her for her surprised reaction. You and jungkook were inseparable, and went almost everywhere together. 

“Some fraternity Halloween party right outside of campus, he’s helping his friend host it, and he told me to stay home” you explain and can’t help but to roll your eyes at the annoyance of it all.

Maggie stands up in front of you with her arms crossed. “The big annual Halloween party?! And I’m sorry but what do you mean he told you”

“Exactly what I said” you sit back on the couch.

Maggie looks at you, and stands there for a while as if she’s thinking hard on something.

After moments of nothing being said, she finally breaks the silence. “Well now you definitely have to go, because you’re not his little bitch” she says and you simply laugh in response.

“No way, now let me see the costumes you brought” you try changing the subject.

“Yes ,you can see the costume that you’re going to wear to that party, and I have the perfect one for you.” She pulls out a red dress, a devil horn headband, and thigh high boots.

“The devil…known for breaking rules.” she winks. “Just like you’re about to do”

“No maggie” you complain.

You told yourself and Maggie over and over that you refused to show up to that party, especially in that costume that just screams “slut” and looks absolutely uncomfortable, but hours later you found yourself in the passenger seat of Maggie’s car, full of confidence in the same exact costume, with you hair and make up done.

Maggie who was dressed as a “sexy cowgirl” never went wrong with manipulation, and the whole car ride was spent with her telling you how good you looked and that you were going to “show him.”

Maggie pulls into the huge parking lot of the frat house, and she already yelling of excitement, when she’s sees people she’s friends with. You both walk make your way up the sidewalk that leads to the frat house front door.

 When you enter the frat house, the smell of marijuana instantly flies up your nose. Girls are in provocative costumes, guys are playing beer pong, while girls cheer them on, obviously looking for attention, and when you look behind you, Maggie has already disappeared.

Great.

 You already regret coming here, and as much as you want to turn back around and run back home, you think about what Maggie said about being jungkooks bitch, and decide to further yourself inside of the party.

 Jungkook is no where in sight, and you start to realize people looking and admiring you. Some guys even go to the extreme of whistling at you.

 “Haven’t seen you around here before” a male voice interrupts you from your thoughts, and you turn to face him. He has blondish/brownish hair, about the same height as you, and he’s wearing a T-shirt with Greek letters on it, which makes you believe he’s part of this fraternity.

 “Oh…erm yeah I’ve never really been to any of these fraternity parties” you state.

 “Who did you come with?” He questions.

 “My friend Maggie, but she has disappeared” you say while looking around, praying that you see her. Not that there was anything wrong with the guy talking to you, but you hated small talk, especially with strangers, and the way he was nervously looking at you up and down was making you feel odd.

“Well my name is jimin, I can show you around if you’d like.. introduce you to a couple of people” he offers.

You look around once more to see if Maggie is around so that you’ll have an excuse to run off. But you don’t see her anywhere. You slowly start to realize what you came here for, to have fun, not to look like a lost puppy. You know you’re best off going with jimin than wandering around the party looking like an idiot.

 “Sure, I’d love that” you say to jimin with a smile. “My name is y/n by the way.”

 “Alright y/n follow me” he says, while making his way over to a circle of people, with you right behind him. The group of people look like they just got finished with a game. Jimin introduces you to all of them, all of them welcoming you in. The females give you countless compliments, and the males look at you with open mouths, which causes you to blush nervously.

 Jimin takes a seat, and pats the seat incredibly close to his, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, once you take the seat. As much as you want to pull away, you don’t want to look like an asshole in front of all of the people you just met, so you just stay still. It’s not that you feel uncomfortable, you just feel guilty, knowing jungkook, your boyfriend, was in the same house and could see you any minute.

 “So what game are you all playing” jimin asks the group, and they all yell for beer pong, while giggling. Most of them are obviously drunk already.

 You’re not too sure about playing, because you’re not in a drinking mood, so you stay seated next to jimin, while others set up the table.

 After a couple of minutes of small talk, Jimin turns to face you, giving you his full attention.

“Your costume is very nice by the way” he compliments you with a smile.

“Thank y-

“I agree” a male voice says behind you, cutting you off and it doesn’t take you long to realize who it is.

Fuck.

“Also have you ever heard of personal space?!” he says to jimin while flinging his arm off of your shoulders with his hand. He does not look or sound the least bit of happy.

“Jungkook what is your problem?” jimin says standing up. He obviously has no idea you’re his girlfriend.

“Let’s go” jungkook ignores jimins and  grabs your hand, lifting you up, and you sling it back out, crossing your arms.

“Maybe I want to stay” your voice cracks, and you don’t sound as demanding as you want at all.

“Y/n…let’s go” his voice gets calmer, pleading with you, and when you look around, you notice the whole group is looking at you guys, so you decide to comply with jungkook to avoid causing a scene. You grab his hand and follow him through the party and out the front door to his car. You’d have to call Maggie later to check up on her.

The whole car ride back home is filled with silence. The only sounds being heard are your deep breaths. When he pulls into the apartments, he parks the car, and gets out without saying a word. You follow him up the stairs, and watch him unlock the front door and hold it open for you with a blank expression. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t turned on already for what was to come.

The moment jungkook closes the front door, he makes his way over to you, never losing eye contact as he corners you into the wall, with his head tilted as if he’s examining every piece of you.

“Y/n…..” he deeply whispers with a disagreeing tone and a sly smirk, while shaking his head at you.

His simple actions, have you feeling as if you may explode already. His calm, but cocky attitude, and demeaning yet lustful eyes makes it hard to breathe as you lean against the wall with his body so close to yours, you’re nearly touching.

“I’m pretty sure I remember telling you to stay home..did I not?” He whispers while rubbing his hands up your thighs, slowly lifting the dress. His cool breath hits your neck, and your only response is a quick moan, as your eyes flutter closed.

“Answer me” he demands, and you comply.

“Yes…yes you did” you stutter, as he begins to play with the hem of your panties, sliding them down your legs. His fingers begin to rub circles across your folds, and you’re nearly embarrassed on how easy they glide, due to how wet you are already.

“Then why were you at the party? Especially in this” he drags the word, referring to your costume, as he looks down to get a better look.

“Fuck… where did you even get this?” He asks while continuing to glide his fingers between your legs.

As you try to explain, you feel his long fingers enter you, cutting your words off. He wastes no time teasing you, as he pumps them in and out of you at a fast pace. Your knees immediately feel weak so you grip onto his shoulders for support as your head falls back into the wall, while your mouth lets out uncontrollable moans. When you look down , you can see his dick bulging against the front of his jeans, begging to come out.

As he pumps his fingers even faster, you force your shaky hands out towards his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, letting them fall to the floor so he’s left in nothing but his boxers. Once again his fingers stop you from your actions and you bring your shaky hands back to his shoulders gripping tightly.

“I’m going to cum” you whimper.

He curls his fingers inside of you, and pulls them out right at your brink.

“Not just yet babygirl…take this dress off” he demands while doing the same, taking off his shirt, and sliding his boxers down, stepping out of them along with his jeans that are pooled at the bottom of his feet. His dick springs up, the veins are very visible and his tip is extremely red, making you even more wet.

You need him. Now.

Jungkook admires your body as you slide the tight dress off and unsnap your bra, exposing everything to him, as he does in return considering the fact that you were now both completely naked.

When he makes his way closer to you, his lips connect with your neck, and his hands squeezes your hips before lifting you up effortlessly against the wall. You can feel his tip rubbing against you, and you wrap your legs tighter around his waist, letting him know you need him inside of you now.

Once he positions himself, he enters you completely, and your eyes roll back immediately.

“God baby… you’re so fucking wet” he groans, while rocking his hips into yours, guiding yours along with his.

You loved watching him this way. The way he loses control of himself ,while being inside of you. The way his head falls into your shoulders, when the pleasure is overwhelming, and how his lips form into a perfect O.

When his eyes meets yours they are dark, nearly black. Without warning he speeds up his pace drastically, fucking you relentlessly into the wall, without breaking eye contact.

“This is what happens when you don’t follow the rules” he grunts, pushing himself deeper inside of you, so that he was now hitting your gspot continuously.

The feeling of him getting harder, throbbing inside of you, was slowly bringing you to the edge. The pleasure so intense that you felt as if you may pass out.

“Please don’t stop” you whine, as your head fall back into the wall. The faster he moves, the more lost you become. You can’t move or speak as the pleasure shoots through your body. You know you’re going to cum any second.

“Cum for me baby..cum all over my dick” he demands, and that’s all it takes for you to let go.

“Y/N” He moans repeatedly while enjoying the feeling of you tightening around him. Your wetness is heard clearly in a mixture of sounds of his skin slapping against yours.

His thrusts start to get sloppier and slower and you begin to feel him twitch inside of you. Soon his cum shoots inside of you, and both of your bodies become weak.

He holds you up for a while after, both of you breathing heavily, trying to take back in your surroundings. When he slowly lets you go, you slide your back against the wall, slowly gliding to the floor, and he joins you.

“Did you learn a lesson?” he playfully asks. You nudge him and lean into his shoulder.

“Yeah that maybe I should disobey you more often” you say and he chuckles.

He stands up and offers a hand out to you, and you take it.

“I think we need a shower” he suggests while winking at you, and you follow him into the bathroom starting what you just finished all over again.

The end.

Fall With Loki Would Include:

Originally posted by loptrlaufey

A/N: i know i haven’t been posting lately but it’s all because i have zero time for myself. Can’t help it darling, i’m a 16 y/o med student barely keeping it all together. I randomly thought of this one a couple of days ago, hope you like it!

• waking next to him on chilly mornings and noticing he’s already using you as his very own teddy bear.

• “babe, i have a lot of work to do. Can you let me go?” you ask gently. “never.” he mumbles sleepily and tightens his grip.

• having breakfast once you finally make it to the kitchen. The lord of mischief loves coffee

• “midgardian coffee is the second thing i like after you.” “awww”

•lots of gentle kisses.

• “loki, you gotta shower” “alone?” “yes… ” you playfully roll your eyes and drag him to the bathroom.

•"but it’s cold and alone there!“ he complains. You push him into the bathroom. "take a shower!” you grin. He huffs and turns around.

•"y/n?“ he peeks. "yes?” you ask before he pulls in with him.

• warm showers because he wants the temprature “just right”. Sometimes things escalate and showering is not the only thin done in the bathroom.

• making him wear fall outfits.

• him looking absolutely dashing.

• “i look like a fool” he frowns. “are you kidding me? I would do things to you, you’re looking that hot. Like i would get on my knees and do as you say.” he’s left speechless. “come on, let’s go.” you say before leaving. “i like these clothes…. ”

• going on long walks, for apple picking or to coffe shops.

• him taking you on romantic dates.

• him being very gentlemanly and of course, protective or as he would say “i was being territorial.”

• getting him big trench coats for winters so that you can hide in his chest and have him as your very own, portable, sexy cocoon.

• “you’re…. Weird.” “that’s why you love me!” “yes, that’s exactly the reason.” he hugs you closer.

• reading together, while sharing a blanket.

• having scary movie marathons and cuddling.

• “oh, sorry, love. I didn’t know you were ticklish.” “yeah i-” him tickling you mercilessly making you squeal and laugh. He grins and giggkes the whole time while also covering you in kisses until your face is moist.

• “i hate you.” “you love me” he smirks before kissing you.

• takings long baths together.

• sleeping together as he tells you stories and myths. He loves being the big spoon but loves it when you do it.

• he hogs the blankets sometimes…. And speaks in his sleep… But you wouldn’t have him any other way.

reddie headcanon

warning: some sexual assault, alcohol, drugs
requested by: @whipashwhipash

-reddie decides to go to a party and while the party scene isn’t eddie’s cup of tea, he goes because richie loves going to parties

-when they arrive, eddie practically clings onto richie, holding his hand and keeping close to his boyfriend as they move through the crowds of people in the house

-“i won’t leave you, okay?” richie whispers into his ear, kissing his cheek

-eddie stays close as richie starts talking to people eddie isn’t familiar with

-richie introduces eddie to this friends and all eddie can do is smile and nervously looks around

-when they make it to the least crowded part of the party, like an hour later, richie asks eddie if he’s ready to go home

-eddie knows richie doesn’t want to leave so early, so he plasters a fake smile on his face and shakes his head

-“we can stay a little bit longer.”

-“are you sure? because it’s no big deal if you wanna leave.”

-eddie shakes his head again and kisses Richie

-they sit around in the kitchen a little while longer, talking a little and richie tries make eddie feel more comfortable and tries to make him laugh adn loosen up

-“can i have something to drink?” eddie asks

-richie nods and grabs a plastic cup off the stack on the counter

-“what do you want?” richie asks his boyfriend

-“something that will loosen me up,” eddie says, nervously fiddling with his fingers as he leans agianst the kitchen counter

-richie gives him a look, not sure what’s going on

-“you don’t drink, eds,” he says, laughing a little

-“yeah, maybe i should try it, though,” eddie shrugs, trying not to look as nervous as he feels

-“eddie, you don’t have to have something to drink because everyone else is,” richie says, his voice serious

-“please, rich,” eddie pleads, his eyes never leaving Richie’s

-richie doesn’t want to, but he hisitantly grabs some fruit punch out of the fridge and a bottle of some kind of alcohol (eddie has no idea what it is but richie does so he doesn’t panic as much)

-when richie is done with the concoction he’s made, he hands the cup to eddie

-richie makes himself a cup of the same thing and they clink their cups together before taking sips

-“hey, it’s not as bad as i thought,” eddie says, taking another sip
-richie laughs

-“that’s because i mixed the alcohol with fruit punch, eds.”

-richie decides to go back out to the party, grabbing Eddie’s hand

-when eddie lets go, richie turns back to look at him

-“you’re not coming?” he asks

-“nah, i’ll just stay here,” eddie says, shaking his head

-“oh, okay,” richie says, feeling uneasy about leaving eddie alone

-“you can go,” eddie says, giving him a smile

-“i don’t want to leave you alone, though,” richie sighs

-“i’ll be fine. i really just don’t want to go in there, where it’s crowded with all those people,” eddie says

-“are you sure you’ll be fine?” richie asks

-eddie nods and richie leans over to kiss him

-“if you need me, i’ll be in the living room, talking to that group of guys you saw me talking to earlier,” richie says before smiling at eddie and leaving

-eddie stays in the same spot for another ten minutes, sipping at his drink, bobbing his head to the music he’s never listened to before, and looking around at the stranger’s kitchen he’s standing in

-“you look like youre having a great time,” someone says over eddie’s shoulder, causing the boy to turn around

-eddie sees it’s one of the guys richie was talking to earlier and he smiles, not knowing what else to say

-“you don’t talk much, do you?” the guy asks

-eddie just kinda of shrugs

-“i’m not good with meeting new people,” eddie says quietly, sitting his drink down on the counter

-“i’m chris,” the guys introduces himself (again), holding his hand out for eddie to shake

-“i’m eddie,” eddie says, shaking chris’ hand

-“yeah, richie’s always talking about you,” chris laughs a little. “I understand why now.”

-that last statement makes eddie feels a little uneasy but the more he talks to chris, the more he feels himself getting loose

-“i’ll be back, i have to go to the bathroom,” eddie excuses himself, heading out of the kitchen and down the hall to where the thinks the bathroom is

-when he comes back, chris is still in the same spot, sipping at his own drink

-eddie grabs his drink from the counter and takes a sip, leaning agianst the counter like was before

-it takes another ten minutes for eddie to realize something isn’t right, and the more he drinks what’s in his cup, the worse he feels

-eddie feels sluggish and his vision is getting blurry and he can barely understand chris as he tells eddie they’re going upstairs

-eddie feels his body moving, but doesn’t know where he’s going and he doesn’t say a word as the music gets louder and the chatter of people fills his senses

-and then it’s quiet again because they’re upstairs in someone’s bedroom and eddie’s being thrown on the bed and then the weight of someone else’s body is over his and eddie doesn’t know what’s going on

-“just be quiet and this will all be over,” chris says into eddie’s ear as eddie starts to squirm and wiggle about on the bed

-eddie can feel chris’ lips all over his body and his hands and he doesn’t like this, but all he can do is mumble “no no no stop” as he tries to get out of chris’ grip

-chris has his hand covering eddie’s mouth and that’s when eddie tries to shout

-“richie!” he tries to call out with chris’ hand over his mouth. “richie, help!’

-and that’s when eddie blacks out

-but just a few minutes after eddie blacking out, richie is knocking hard on the locked door adn he’s screaming out for chris to open it

-"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE, OPEN THE DOOR!”

-he continues to bang on the door for a few more moments, but then he stops

-and then the door is being kicked open and richie comes storming in, a group of people watching at the door as he shoves a stunned chris off of eddie

-richie looks over at eddie, his shirt not on his body anymore and his jeans unbuttoned and he can’t help but wonder what would’ve happened if he hadn’t have gotten upstairs in time

-richie saw chris taking eddie upstairs, but his “friends” held him back from following him, as if they knew what chris was going to do and they were helping him

-richie holds back his tears as he stares down at eddie and then rage fills him as he walks over to chris and punches him square in the face

-richie gets on top of chris as he’s knocked down and continues to bash his face in

-“YOU DISGUSTING MOTHERFUCKER,” richie says under his breath. “DON’T YOU FUCKING COME NEAR ME OR MY BOYFRIEND EVER AGAIN.”

-richie is pulled off of chris by some random dudes, who richie shoves away, walking straight over to eddie and buttoning his pants back up and grabbing his shirt off the floor, putting it back on his body

-richie carries eddie downstairs and outside to his car, lying him down in the backseat

-richie grabs a blanket from the trunk of his car and puts it over eddie’s body before walking around to get in the driver’s seat

-when he’s sat down, richie breaks down behind the wheel and cries so hard

-he can’t help but feel it’s his fault and he hits his hea don the steering wheel several times, mad at himself

-he doesn’t want to go home, but he knows another place he go

-they get to bill’s house and when bill opens the door, seeing eddie unconscious in richie’s arms, he’s scared and confused

-“what happened?” bill asks, moving out of the way for richie and eddie to come through

-“I’ll tell you about it in a minute,” richie says, still crying a little. “where can i put him?”

-bill leads them up the stairs to his room and richie lies eddie down, throwing the covers over his body, kissing his forehead and moving the hair away from his face

-bill and richie go back downstairs and sit down on the couch in the living room

-richie explains to bill what happened and richie breaks down again

-bill pulls him in and wraps his arms around his friend and holds him while he cries

-“it wasn’t your fault,” bill says. “and it wasn’t eddie’s fault.”

-“i shouldn’t have brought him to that party,” richie says quietly

-“shhh…” bill says, still holding richie, “everything will be okay.”

-about an hour and a half passes and bill makes tea for richie and eddie and says they can stay if they want since his parents aren’t home for the weekend

-richie takes his and eddie’s cups of tea and heads upstairs to see if eddie is awake

-he is and he’s sitting up in the bed, staring down at his fingers

-“hey,” richie says, walking over to him and sitting their mugs down on the nightstand

-richie sits down on the bed with eddie and, pulling the covers up over them and wrapping his arms around eddie, pulling the boy closer into him

-that’s when eddie bursts out crying and he holds onto richie so tight, as if his life depends on it

-“i’m here,” richie says quietly. “it’s okay, i’m here, eddie spaghetti.”

-when eddie calms down, he tells richie all that he can remember and he tells him that he calling for him and he was so scared he didn’t know what to do

-“i’m sorry, eddie,” richie says

-“why are you sorry? you saved me, richie.”

-“i just wished i could go back and not bring you to that party,” richie says. “it was my fault. i’m sorry i let you down.”

-eddie makes richie look at him

-“richie tozier, this wasn’t your fault,” eddie says softly. “you saved me. i’m so thankful for you and i love you so much.”

-he kisses richie’s lips softly and richie pulls him back into his body, holding him close and not letting him go


this was probably shit and it’s really long but i almost cried writing it ok

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