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Undeniable Heat Chapter 13: Back to Work

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1650 Words

Chapter Summary: Returning back to work, your worried that your relationship with Jensen will change things.

Story Summary:  You’ve just gotten a job as one of the makeup artists on the set of Supernatural. Nervous on the first day, you become completely awkward, winning the affection of the divorced Jensen Ackles. You try to fight your desire for him, but he thwarts you at every turn. Will you be able you separate work and play, or will you let Jensen win?

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

That Monday morning, you were surprised with how nervous you were to be going back to work. After a wonderful evening spent with Jensen, he had gone back to his apartment, promising he would see you bright and early at work tomorrow. But here it was, tomorrow, and you were worried that things would be different. That people would notice the two of you were acting different around each other. And you didn’t want that to happen, you didn’t want your work relationship strained at all.

You were currently sitting in your car, your head on the steering wheel, taking deep breaths and trying to talk yourself into getting out of the car. In and out, you reminded yourself. Just go and do your work. It will be fine. That’s what you kept telling yourself. But when someone slammed their hand on the top of your car, you jumped, a squeal escaping your lips.

“It’s just me silly.” Jeannie said, standing out there, her breath creating a cloud in the air around her. “What’s got you so spooked?”

You slid out of the car, grabbing your bag and looking the car behind you. “Just a little lackluster today.”

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The Timekeeper (An Emison Fanfiction)

As promised! My interpretation of the most recent kissing rock scene. You can also find it here.

Ali moved her lips down to Emily’s neck. She dragged them over Emily’s skin and felt her shiver. Alison pulled her close and breathed in before kissing her neck again.

Emily grasped Ali’s hips so that Ali would straddle her, and she did, holding Emily’s face and kissing her deeply. She began grinding down onto her, unable to stop herself, unable to let go of Emily, barely leaving time between kisses to breathe.

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Finding You (Witney) - pureCAMP

A/N – I, like a horrific government employee, enjoy capitalizing on things that are stressing us all out in order to gain attention.

(this is a note from nymph for the light of my life pureCAMP to say i love you the most and i hope everyone reads this because i cried and as we all know i am heartless)

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Anti’s Cheer Up Idea

Septiplier-[Jacksepticeye x Markiplier] About Septiplier, I know it’s not an actual thing. It’s called fanFICTION for a reason. Just enjoy the story and it’s characters

Summary: Mark Dark Jack and Anti live together. The two originals come back hurt and it’s up to the alternates to cheer em up! [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC

]I love feedback! Critique is greatly appreciated! I AM SHIT AT TITLES


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Let It Rock

Summary: While still separated from Sam and Castiel, Dean again crosses paths with an old hunting buddy – and this time he isn’t feeling to negative about it. 
Pairing: Dean x OFC
Word Count: 2890
Warnings: Language, canon-typical violence, strippers.  
Challenge: @d-s-winchester‘s Bon Jovi Challenge; my song was Let It Rock. I’m exactly a month late with this … forgive me Ash! 

A/N: Part Two to an ongoing series, Promised Land. To be entirely honest, I have no idea what I’m doing with this series. Read the author’s note in part one for more info on the inspiration for this pairing! 

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Juliet (M/F)

Originally posted by garisanee

A/N: Based off the Song Juliet by Lawson; This is honestly something new for me but I have always loved this song, i put my i-Pad on shuffle and this is the song that I now cannot stop listening to. ~Tashee

Genre: Fluff/Smut(Suggested)

Word Count: 1900+ Words


‘Pulls you with her perfect smile

Pretty soon you’re done

One more sucker pays the price

Thinking you’re the one

Many men have tried and failed

Captured by her hold

Stay away from Juliet

You will lose control’ - Juliet, Lawson


I’d been at this a very long time, I’d been a thief for as long as I could remember. I had never once allowed myself to get pulled in by my marks. I had spent time with them yes, gained their trust but never had one ever been able to push past my walls, made it impossible for me to complete my job. I found myself wanting more, more of him, more of the one man who had been able to break down my multiple walls and see the real me, not the thief but the real me. My bosses weren’t happy but I had always said my own safety and happiness had to come first. They wanted payment from him but I couldn’t bring myself to steal from him.

I’d fallen for him. I’d found the one who had made me want to give up everything and get away from my bosses. I had done everything asked of me, gained his trust, he would never turn me away, I hoped he felt the same for me. I needed an out, I needed my bosses to leave me alone. When I was working a mark I used one name, one name they all knew but could ever trace back to me.


That’s what I went by when I was on a job, even my bosses only knew me as Juliet, I could disappear I just needed to tie up loose ends. I was heading to my boss’s hideout, bringing what I hoped would be enough to protect me and him, something to buy us out of their radar.

I had told him everything a few weeks back he knew the real me, he knew my real name, what I really looked like, we planned to get away, hide until the heat died down on the phantom thief Juliet, I had worked hard to regain his trust after I told him the truth, now he knew the ins and outs of my life.

I continue walking my crimson wig staying firmly on my head despite the wind currently blowing throughout the city. The payment tucked safely in my bag as I rounded the corner into an alleyway where the entrance to the hideout was. I had agreed to meet Hyunwoo when I was finished at the coffee shop where we met for the first time not as mark and thief but as Hyunwoo and Y/N, where I told him the whole truth.

I stop outside the heavy metal door taking a deep breath as I try to steal my nerves, I had never been more nervous but now I wasn’t only fighting for me but for Hyunwoo as well. I knock sharply on the door three times, pausing then knocking another three times. I look up at the peep hole as it slid open making sure the guards knew it was me. They open the door and let me inside.

“The boss is expecting you, not overly happy though so watch what you say.” The guard says motioning toward the office.

“When is he ever in a good mood?” I ask before walking toward the office, my head held high to feign confidence, my heels clicking off the stone floors. I didn’t even have to knock on the door to the office, it was opened before I even reached it.

“You’re cutting it fine Juliet, you should know better than to keep me waiting.” The man behind the desk tells me staring at me as I walked into the room and took the seat opposite him.

“Oh please, when am I ever late?” I ask him crossing my arms over my chest.

“Very true, so what can I do for you?” He asks his eyes remaining trained on me as I pull the envelope of cash out my bag.

“I’m done with you, this will cover that mans debt, and a little extra to keep you and your men away from me and him. His debt is cleared, you leave us both alone.” I tell him.

“Oh Juliet, you fell in love, you know I thought maybe you were better than this, I thought we had an understanding.” He says lacing his fingers together and sighing clearly irritated.

“I’m paying everything you are owed, I don’t know your true identity and you don’t know mine, there is no reason for us to be concerned about Police getting involved, I also intend to leave the city, you and your men will never see me again.” I tell him passing him the envelope, “but I mean it, we are to be left alone.”

“You think you can just walk out of here?” He asks standing from his chair and glaring down at me.

“Yes. We had no contract, we are done sir, have a good day.” I tell him, standing up and heading toward the door to his office.

“Juliet! You take one more sep and I’ll make sure you never leave this place.” He says as I hear a gun cock behind me.

“Don’t make this a mess, I’ll forget everything and you should do the same. I’ll disappear, that’s all you need to know,” I tell him as I manage to pull my own gun from my bag.

“If I see you in the city, I’ll kill you.” He says waving the gun toward the door effectively dismissing me.

“I didn’t plan on coming back to the city anyway.” I tell him leaving the room never turning my back on him, not trusting him while he still held the gun. Once I was out the office I close the door behind me and turn heading out the hideout but handing my gun to the guy guarding the door before stepping back out into the Alley. I sigh walking a little way from the door and down the street before removing my wig as I walked heading in the direction of the coffee shop where Hyunwoo should be waiting for me. I walk the short distance through the city and come to the coffee shop, Hyunwoo wasn’t here, not yet I walk to the counter and order our usual drinks to go, knowing we’d be taking his car and leaving. I check my phone seeing no messages or missed calls and take a seat at one of the tables. I wait around ten minutes before I hear the door open again and then heavy breathing.

“I am so sorry I am late, I was finding it hard to get away from work, are you ready to go?” Hyunwoo asks as he walks over to me and looks down at me.

“I am are you sure about this, you know we can never come back…” I tell him quietly so the Baristas didn’t hear us.

“I know, you said you had a place waiting for us right?” He asks taking my hand and pulling me up before grabbing his coffee that was on the table.

“Mhm, just in the next city over, it’s about an hour or so drive, I picked up the keys yesterday.” I tell him going into my bag and pulling out a set of keys.

“You really did think of everything.” He whispers as we walk out to his car.

“I had to, to make sure we were safe, I even got you a job interview, you’re unrooting your life here to be with me I wanted to make sure it was like nothing changed.” I tell him as he opens the passenger door for me. I slip into the car and he shuts the door behind me, walking around the car and getting in the driver’s side. He fastens his seatbelt and starts driving following my directions.

“You know, I wasn’t sure if you’d show today, I didn’t think you’d make it out of that hideout alive… Your boss was a bit of an ass…” Hyunwoo tells me as we drove

“Oh I’m fine, he has his money and no reason to follow us, I don’t know anything personal about him and he doesn’t even know my real name, in that city, I’m Juliet the Phantom Thief, with the crimson hair and perfect smile. But when I’m with you I’m just Y/N; a simple girl in love with the one person who ever made me feel like I was worth something.” I tell him with a small smile, lacing my fingers with his as he drives.

“Well I’m not going to lie, when you first told me the truth, I was angry, but then I know it was hard for you to come clean, I admire you, and I also admire the fact that you were able to get out alive and back to me, you made me realise I didn’t care who you were be it Juliet or Y/N I love you, and I never intend to let you go, those months before, I feel like that was you just posing as your alias, my time with you never changed you just let me into your actual life.” Hyunwoo says squeezing my hand gently in his, “I love you Y/N, I love you through everything you have been through, and I will continue to love you through everything to come.” He tells me squeezing my hand, the rest of the way we talk, listen to music and start figuring our where all the important places were in our new city. We arrive at the small house I had managed to pay for with some of my savings from my previous job and I hold the keys up to Hyunwoo.

“Would you like to do the honours?” I ask with a smile as we get out the car.

“Only if I get to do this…” He says walking around to my side of the car picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the door, he passes me the key and I unlocks and open the door for him and he carries me over the threshold of the new house.

“What about your bags?” I ask softly as he kicks the front door shut waiting for me to lock it before carrying me upstairs.

“Fuck my bags, you’ve made me wait until we were safe to show you how much I love, you tonight is about the two of us.” He tells me with a smirk pushing open the door to the master bedroom that I pointed him to once he got upstairs.

“Thank god you got this place furnished.” He says throwing me on the bed with a chuckle, “You know Y/N I still need to make you pay for lying to me…”

“But Hyunwoo..” I whine playfully.

“Nuh-uh address me properly Juliet.” He growls in my ear as he leans over me, “I told you what you had to call me…”

“I’m sorry Master… I’m sorry I lied to you…” I whisper looking up at him hovering over me. He looks down at me with a smirk before leaning back down to whisper huskily in my ear,

“That’s more like it. You’re gonna be feeling it tonight, but for now lets get you warmed up.”


I am happy to do a part two if you lovelies want it but I warn you it will be very smutty if I do a second part. ~Tashee

Fallout Library AU

Hancock looks up at the sky and prays for a tornado to sweep away him and everyone else in this shit little town. The smoke from his cigarette drifts up lazily, not stirred by the faintest breeze. There’s nothing to do. The library is on an intersection at the two main roads that turns into highways leading out of town, but cars meander past as slowly as his smoke.

“Hey, man.”

MacCready flops back to lean against the same brick wall as Hancock is propping up. He wordlessly offers the cigarette to the other man. Mac sniffs at the smoke to check that Hancock had rolled this one with some weed laced in it, as if Hancock ever rolls his cigarettes any other way. But then he sighs and slouches back against the brick.

“Can’t,” he says.

Hancock snorts. “Don’t tell me you have a job interview or something.”

Mac just shrugs, leaving his shoulders hunched up the way he does when he doesn’t want to talk about something.

“I mean, I got a guy with clean piss if you need to—”

“I have a kid,” MacCready blurts out.

Hancock blinks at the cloudless sky and looks over at him. “What’d you buy a baby goat for?”

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To Love a Jester // Spencer Reid

Prompt: In which the reader quite literally is Harley Quinn, and Spencer attempts to get her to move on from the Joker.

Requested by: Anonymous

A/N: This was interesting to write! I hope you enjoy it!

“What the hell?” Spencer muttered as he reached the door of his apartment. He could hear the television playing loudly on the other side, and his guard immediately went up. It was late. Late enough that he knew whoever was in his home wasn’t someone he should trust. He threw his door open, unsure of what to expect as he pulled his gun up into the air.

He released a deep sigh as he caught sight of you. You sat on his couch with your legs stretched out onto the coffee table, your comfort enough to convince anyone else that you owned the place. He watched the bright pink bubblegum pop in your mouth as you turned to him, your hands playing with the pink and blue dyed tips of your blonde hair.

“Hey puddin’. I was starting to wonder when you’d get home,” you greeted with a mischievous smile. Spencer shook his head at your nonchalance and shut the door behind him.

“How’d you get in?” Spencer asked as he set his things down on the single recliner. With the things that had happened to those in his line of work, he’d taken extra precaution to add more locks to both his door and windows. He raised an eyebrow at you as he waited for an answer, but you merely frowned at his lack of excitement.

“What? No ‘hey Harley’ or ‘how have you been sweet cheeks’?” you asked with a childish pout. Spencer couldn’t help the small grin that broke onto his face at your words.

“You know I don’t call you that. And I know how you’ve been. I’ve seen the reports from Gotham. I should be turning you in and instead you’re sitting here…watching cartoons?” he ended with a tilt of his head as he looked at the television. You shrugged, turning to look at the old cartoons you had stumbled upon.

“What? A cat and mouse are a classic. Leave Tom and Jerry alone,” you replied with a grin. You flipped backwards off of his couch with incredible ease, your flexibility yet another trait you were known for. You hopped up, sitting on the top of his furniture as Spencer merely rolled his eyes at your theatrics. “How have you been Dr. Reid? I’ve missed ya.”

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A Break in Routine Part 3

Kylo Ren x Reader

A/N: I’m not too happy with this part, but it leads up to the next part well. And the next part, based off what I’ve outlined, is really awesome. In my opinion, of course.

“What are you doing?”

You jumped, the back of your head colliding against the wall with a painful thud. A small groan left your parted lips, your hand rubbing the area you’d just hit. You managed to send a weak smile towards the man who’d popped out of nowhere.

“Hi, Matt.” You acknowledged, blinking a few times to clear out your vision.

“What are you doing?” He repeated, staring at the small device you’d been bent over.

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Prank Wars: Tom Holland x WOC

This is a continuation of Ouija Board and Sweet Revenge. Tom and Reader engage in a series of Prank Wars. Who will win? Idk tbh. Reader is still in London with Tom btw. 


You were getting ready to go out to dinner with the Hollands. “Y/N everyone is waiting on you.” Tom said peeking in the bathroom. “Perfection takes time.” You answered checking yourself out in the mirror. He rolled his eyes, “Well you are already perfect. Let’s go.”

“A few more minutes.” You said, trying to flat iron the piece of hair that never want s to behave. He left the bathroom figuring it was a perfect time for his plan. He took out the remote control and placed the small automated spider on the ground. He maneuvered it in the bathroom. 

You were paying no attention as you primped your face. You looked out of the corner of your eye and saw something move. You looked down on the floor and saw a big ass spider. “TOM!” You screamed jumping on the counter. “TOM! IT’S A SPIDER COME AND KILL IT!” You screamed as you held your knees. He ran in the bathroom, “What?”

“Get the spider!” You said pointing to it. He looked on the ground and smiled, “You mean this Spider?” He picked it up and threw it in your hair. You jumped off the counter in panic and shook your hair. “Get it out!” 

He was dying of laughter watching you, “Babe, it isn’t real.” He picked the spider out of your hair and showed you the remote control. “You piece of shit!” You slapped his arm. You looked back in the mirror,”My hair! It took me 20 minutes.”

“You look fine, let’s go.” He grabbed your hand and lead you out of the bathroom. You were brewing at dinner, Oh it’s on Spider-man.

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Just So You Know

Title: Just So You Know

Pairing: Cas x Reader

Word Count: 1,707

Theme Song:  Only You by Ellie Goulding

Request: Anonymous asked - Can you do one where Sam and Dean both like the reader, but the reader likes Cas. You can do the rest. Make it great!

A/N: Hope this is what you were looking for! <3

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“Alright, one cheeseburger medium well, chips on the side,” Dean said as he handed you your plate. The food smelled delicious and you had to admit that Dean made better burgers than anywhere you’d been with the boys in your travels.

“Mm, looks good. Thanks, Dean,” you smiled. He grinned back, pleased with your response and went to get his own plate. Sam took the opportunity to squeeze next to you on the couch, placing his dinner on the coffee table in front.

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Childhood friends AU (AkaFuri)

For Bree. I’m sorry this isn’t at all what you asked for pffff

It all started when Tetsuya stole his milk box.

Now, in most cases, Seijūrō was a gracious ruler, and in the times where he wasn’t, Kōki was quick to step in and calm him down. But when Kōki was home with ‘flu and Seijūrō still had to come in (instead of staying at his queen’s side where he truly belonged), he found that a lot made him angry.

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thank you to these lovely anons. just to let you now it’s not quite how it’s written. oh, and it’s a Victorian AU. I hope you like it :)

“Ah, Hooper.”

The sullen doctor looked up so fast it was a wonder he hadn’t damaged his neck – Holmes was standing there, large as life and smiling at him; granted it was a forced I-demand-something-from-your-fridges smile but it was a start. Doctor Hooper looked around foolishly, realising he was alone; oh, yes…he’d sent Anderson home several hours ago, after the incompetent assistant had dropped several supplies and ruined his studies. Hooper cleared his throat, drawing himself up to his fullest, albeit still very small, height.

“It’s after hours, Holmes. I’m leaving soon. You can show yourself out.”

Ever the gentleman, Holmes ignored him and stepped towards the bench he was working at; Hooper stood his ground, not once removing his gaze from the enigmatic detective. His eyes were blue today and they positively shone in the dim lighting the mortuary provided. He swallowed, wondering why it was Holmes was fixing him with such an intense gaze, his head tilting to the side. Hooper decided to frown.

“What do you want, Holmes?” He growled roughly. The detective before him furrowed his brow, tilting his head to the side.

“Your wife recently returned from her trip to the country, if I’m not mistaken.”

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Until I Wake Up - crisscolfer drabble

Title: Until I Wake Up
Pairing: Chris/Darren
Length/Rating: ~1300 / PG
Summary: Darren can’t quite remember what he did for Halloween, but Chris can.


When Darren wakes up, his mouth tastes like dirty socks, his head feels like it’s clamped tight in a vice, and his entire body hurts.  Hungover then.  He blinks sawdust from his eyes and tries to sit up, only to end up groaning loudly as every vertebra in his back pops and cracks and realigns under protest.

He’s on his couch.  He’s mostly on his couch.  However he collapsed last night left him in an ungainly heap with at least one leg dangling down to the floor.  His eyes feel gritty and gummy, one slow blink away from getting stuck together again, and Darren rubs at them with the palms of his hands to try and clear them.

“Ah shitfuck,” he groans as sharper pains scratch at his eyes and his skin. He looks down at his hands. His palms are streaked in shades of pink, blue, and white makeup, with glitter smeared everywhere. “Wha–?”

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