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Fresh Start - Part 9

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: Iris West, Julian Albert, Laurel Lance (Black Siren from Earth-2), Oliver Queen, Thea Queen,

Words: 2632 (I got carried out again. Sorry haha)

Warnings: meta-attack, Arrow spoilers (if you haven’t watched season 4)

Tags: @onceuponateenpanwolfian  @gothesimplethingsinlife @writingsofagirlintomanyfandoms  @kindfloweroflove @dejewskoo @castellandiangelo@moonlightbae14 @jade-cheshire @captainboomerangsunicorn @yohoyohoafandomlifeforme

Request: none

Notes: sorry for taking so long! We had a long weekend here in Spain so I spent it with my boyfriend’s family and I didn’t have my laptop with me. Thank you for your patience and I hope you like it!

PS: thanks for all the support I’m getting with this! Means a lot. Xx B.

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Originally posted by imnotgrantgustin

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That night Barry took you home when the sun was showing up on the horizon. You had spent the night by the bonfire laughing, joking, talking about each other’s lives and, of course, cuddling and kissing. It had been just perfect, like it should have been from the very beginning. You were tempted to ask him to stay over but you didn’t want to push it to far too soon, so you two just kissed in his car before he let you go, which was also hard for him. By the time you both fell on your beds that morning, nobody could erase the smile from your face but, of course, you fell asleep immediately.

When you opened your eyes, you found out you had fallen asleep wearing the clothes you had used for the date so the first thing you did was taking a long shower. Actually, you should go to the university since you had class, but you had already missed three of your classes so you just decided to take your day off and go for a run like you haven’t done in a while.

Meanwhile, Barry arrived at STAR Labs still sleepy but with a huge smile on his face. A smile that everyone noticed and of course, they all teased him about it. He didn’t mind though. For the first time, things with you were fine and everything seemed like it was working out.

“So how was it?” Iris asked with a huge smile on her face.

After everything Barry had gone through, she knew her best friend deserved to find that someone and maybe it could be you; so she really was excited about things working out between you two.

“Good. Really good” Barry told her smiling her back.

“But what did you do? Details!” She exclaimed.

“We didn’t do much” Barry laughed scratching the back of his neck. “We…ate, talked, laughed, kiss…a lot” he admitted.

“You kissed her!?” Iris asked.

“She kind of kissed me” he replied as he remembered how he teased you until you kissed him.

“That’s great!” She said hugging Barry as tight as she could.

“Guys, as much as I love hearing about Allen’s love life, we have a meta-attack downtown” Julian said looking at his phone. “Black Siren is moving again” he added looking at the team.

“I got her” Barry said before he speeded out of there.

You had no idea what was going on. One moment you were running downtown and the next one everything was chaos around you. A breach had opened just in front of you and a woman had come out of it like it was the most normal thing in the world. You stopped on your tracks, shocked as you saw the woman opening her mouth and screaming, causing you to cover your ears. It was the highest scream you had ever heard.

Once it stopped you could hear the police sirens coming your way so you decided to turn around and start running but before you did it, you saw the face of the woman and your heart literally exploded.

“Laurel?” You mumbled.

You knew you had to run and get away as far from there as you possible could but you were frozen. Laurel Lance, who died almost a year ago back in Star City, was now in front of you, wearing black leather and being chased by the police. When you said her name, she narrowed her eyes at you before she smirked.

“Silly girl” she said.

She opened her mouth to scream again but suddenly you were caught by something and the next second you were behind a building, away from the scene, feeling confused and disoriented.

“Are you alright?” A voice asked you. You managed to look up to find The Flash in front of you. The scarlet speedster had just saved you. “Are you alright?” He asked again, somehow his voice full of concern.

“I…I think so” you mumbled, still trying to understand what you had just seen.

“You have to go to the hospital” he said.

“No, I’m…I’m ok” you frowned.

He sighed and picked you up again, a couple of seconds later you were at the doors of the hospital and The Flash was nowhere to be seen. Since you were feeling okay you decided to go home instead of going into the hospital. If you went in there, they would probably call Oliver and you didn’t want him to worry about anything and, of course, you didn’t want to tell him you had just seen Laurel Lance in the flesh.

When you finally go to your apartment, you took your laptop immediately and started looking information about Laurel. It was painful to see photos of her and the news about her when her identity as the Black Canary was revealed. But it was there. She was dead and there was no way you could have seen her today. But somehow you had. And you needed an explanation. And there was only one person that could give you the information you needed: The Flash.

You had to find him.

But you didn’t have time to start digging about the superhero since there was a knock on the door. You imagined it was Barry who would have heard about the incident and was there to check on you but you were shocked when you were left face to face with your brother when you opened the door.

“Oliver?” You asked but there was no answer. All he did was grabbing your shoulders to look at you up and down before hugging you tight.

“God, are you okay?” He asked not letting you go.

“Eh…yes” you frowned. “You heard about the attack?” He nodded and pulled away to walk into your apartment while you closed the door. “It was an hour ago, how did you manage to come so fast?” You asked.

“Being the Mayor has its perks. Owning a private jet is one of them” he smiled at you.

“Oh, that jet you don’t let me borrow?” You asked raising an eyebrow.

“You want it to go to the Bahamas. Of course you’re not borrowing it” he said with a smile that disappeared immediately. “What happened? Why were you there?” He asked turning into ‘your older brother’.

“I…” you sighed. “I’m alright. I just went for a run and all the mess happened just where I was. That’s all” you shrugged. You wanted to tell him about Laurel but you knew it was a soft spot for him so you didn’t want to say anything until you knew for sure what you saw.

“How did you manage to escape?” He asked leaning against the back of the couch.

“The Flash saved me” you shrugged as you walked to the kitchen to grab something to drink.

“The Flash?” Oliver asked following you.

“I was as shocked as you are” you chuckled. “That guy is indeed fast. He took to the hospital in less than three minutes” you told him amazed.

“You’ve been to the hospital?” He asked freaking out again.

“Calm down, I’m fine. I didn’t even go inside. I was feeling okay and I didn’t want them to contact you” you said as you handed him a soda which he took. “Obviously, they didn’t even need to do it” you added with a smirk.

“I’m your brother, do you really believe I was going to stay in Star while you had been attacked?” He asked. You shrugged with a small smile before something popped into your head.

“How did you know I was there?” You asked.

“I saw a video on the news and I recognised you” he explained immediately.

“Oh…good” you nodded taking a sip from the soda. Then, there was another knock on the door. That was for sure Barry and you wasn’t ready for Oliver to meet him. Not just yet. “It’s unlocked!” You exclaimed praying it was anyone but Barry.

Suddenly, your sister came running into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around you, taking you completely by surprise.

“What the fuck?” You asked trying not to drop the soda.

“I was buying pizza down the street. How are you? Are you hurt?” She asked looking at you up and down like Oliver had done previously.

“I’m fine! Don’t worry, really. You didn’t have to come all the way here for god’s sake! A call would have made it and you had just been into the hospital!” you told them exasperated.

“You could have lied” Oliver shrugged.

“And I’m alright” Thea assured you.

“Thanks for the trust” you replied rolling your eyes which made him laugh. “Don’t worry” you told Thea, “I’m alright. The Flash saved me” you shrugged.

“The Flash?” She asked raising her eyebrows.

“Yes” you laughed. “He’s kind of the superhero here, it’s his job to save people” you laughed at their looks.

“Yeah, you’re right” Thea laughed as you walked to the fridge to grab another soda for her. “Now that you’re okay…shall we have lunch? I bought pizzas” she said.

“I love you so much for that” you said. “I’ll grab the plates, you go and opened the boxes. Oliver, take the napkins from the left cupboard” you ordered.

The three of you sat around the table and started eating as you asked them about things in Star City and they asked you about college. It seemed like everything was working out for everyone now and you were happy about it.

“By the way, Oliver…” you said when something came to your mind. “You’re in contact with the Green Arrow right?” You asked.

Just like every time someone brought that up, you could see how he tensed a bit. You never understood why but you always let it go.

“Barely” he said looking at you cautiously. “Why?”

“I need to contact The Flash and…I’m sure Green Arrow knows how to do it so I was thinking-“ before you could finish your sentence, your brother stopped you.

“No” he said. “You’re not meeting any of them. I will not have it” he said immediately.

“Why not?” You frowned.

“It’s dangerous” was all he said. “And why do you want to contact The Flash anyway?” He asked you.

“I want thank him” you lied. Well, it wasn’t completely a lie, you did want to thank him but you needed to know who you had seen earlier that day. “He literally saved my life today” you added.

“He saves so many people’s lives and they don’t try to contact him” Oliver shrugged.

“No one has ever tried” you shrugged.

“Let it go ok? I’m not giving you a way to contact the Green Arrow, let alone a meta human. Period” he said serious.

You were about to say something back but when you saw Thea’s face you knew it wasn’t the best idea so you sighed and let it go. You would have to find another way. A couple of hours later they finally left. Oliver had some things to do before the day was over so they said their goodbyes and left, leaving you alone to rest.

“Aren’t we going to visit Barry?” Thea asked Oliver when they were finally on the street.

“No. I don’t want him to know I have a sister, let alone that she’s here” he sighed. “I want her away from all this” he added.

“I agree” she nodded as they made their way to a taxi.

Once you finished cleaning up the apartment, which was a complete mess, you locked the door and laid down on the couch with a blanket over you, ready to take a nap. But, for the third time, someone knocked on your door. Obviously, the world had decided not to leave you alone that day. With a sigh you got up and walked to the door, unlocked it and opened to find Barry on the other side.

“Barry!” You exclaimed happily. Definitely, you didn’t mind if it was him who knocked on your door. “What are you doing here?” You asked.

“I heard about the attack and I saw you on the news” he said coming in to wrap his arms around you. “Are you okay?” He asked not letting you go.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine” you smiled hugging him back.

“Are you sure?” He asked pulling away and taking your face in his hands.

“Positive. Don’t worry” you smiled at him. He frowned a bit before sighing and crashing his lips against yours, taking you by surprise. “What was that for?” You chuckled when he pulled away.

“I was just too worried I needed to see you, check if you were fine and kiss you” he smiled a little.

“Well…You’ve seen him, you’ve checked that I’m fine but I’m not sure that kiss was enough” you smiled.

He smirked and pushed the door closed before kissing you again, pushing you slowly until your back met the back of the couch. You were already an addict to his kissed, you didn’t know why or what he had done to you, but you knew you didn’t want to be left without them ever.

“Was that enough?” He whispered pulling away again.

“Not even close” you smirked.

He laughed and kissed you once again, picking you up this time just to lay you down on the couch, with him on the top of you. You wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him closer to you as you played with his hair and his hands ran down your body, making you shiver. After a moment, you were forced to pull away to take some air, but all he did was moving his lips to your neck, immediately finding one of your sweet spots and attacking it, making you moan quietly but loud enough for him to hear it.

Barry smirked and pulled away to look down at you. His face was red due to the hot, just like yours. Still, you smiled at each other and sighed before he laid down next to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

“I really got scared today” he whispered. That confession really made you smile.

“Did you?” You asked and felt him nodding behind you.

“I…” he sighed. “Look at me” he said. Carefully, you turned around so you were facing him. “I care about you. A lot. It’s obvious that I like you and it’s obvious that you like me” he said making you smile. “So…we’ve been messing around, playing around for three weeks now and I’m tired of that” he said.

“What are you saying Allen?” You smirked.

“I’m saying that I’ve learned that life is too short to let things go so I want more with you, I want us to be more” he smiled. “If you want, of course” he added.

“Is Barry Allen asking if I want to date him officially? Isn’t that old fashioned?” You teased him.

“Oh alright. Now you tease me” he laughed poking your side where you were ticklish. “C’mon…what do you want?” He asked looking into your eyes.

Biting your lip you allowed yourself to lose yourself in him, in his eyes and his smile. You couldn’t lie, you wanted more too but at the same time it scared you. The fact that last date was amazing didn’t mean he wouldn’t leave you alone when you had the next one. Still, you wanted more. And he was right, life was too short. You had to take the time you had since you never knew when it would end.

“I want more” you said back.

Literally his eyes smiled when you replied. He pulled you even closer and kissed you again, feeling somehow relieved now that he had you officially in his life.

Magnetic Chapter 6: Turn About

Dean Winchester x Reader

1000 Words

Chapter Summary: Dean offers to start over

Story Summary: After your Dad was killed, you were shocked to learn all about his hidden life. Deciding to follow in his footsteps, you turn to a life of hunting, surprised at how well you adapted. Then comes along Sam and Dean Winchester, turning your life upside down. You and Dean don’t get along at first, but then things soon start to change.

Catch Up Here: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Author’s Note: Thank you So much for checking my story out!! I’m always open to comments and suggestions!

After an awkward dinner that night of chili burgers, you had gone straight back to your room, needing to be alone for a while. It was nice being with people, to not be on your own, but it was a hard adjustment to get used to. And tonight, after the gifts from the store, and the homemade food, along with the teasing between brothers, you had felt a little overwhelmed. You were more than used to sitting in your motel room, munching on greasy fast food,  the TV the only company. So having someone who actually talked back made you feel more on the spot.

After shutting the door to your room, you took a deep breath, the silence relaxing and calming. Throwing clothes off as you went, not caring where they landed, you stood in front of your dresser in just your lacy black bra and underwear. It was one of the few girly things you could get away with wearing while hunting, and you usually splurged on them, while buying the rest of your clothes second hand, or on clearance. So many times, you only wore a shirt once before throwing it away due to blood stains or rips in the material. It was not worth buying new, and your budget couldn’t afford it anyways.

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namjoon; philospophies to a drunk confession (4/7)

when he gets drunk, and starts confessing;; kim namjoon / 1145 

Whoever who gave Namjoon the idea to drown himself in alcohol thinking his troubles would be washed away, should be shot in the fucking ass.

You groan every passing second the car in front of you comes to stop, slowing down for no reason despite the traffic light being green. There was no easier way to go about this nor was the phonecall that got through with Jimin’s voice begging for you to take the said leader home. He must’ve gotten drunked up again, too many shots and booze swimming through his veins, infused in his system until he’s a goner.

Man, if only you weren’t the name saved as his first speed dial right after his parents.

Upon reaching the club, you can’t even be more grateful that your task was cut short when Jimin’s standing there with Taehyung and oh God. No, not you, God.

“Holy shit, how much did you guys let him get to?”

“Um… I think…” Jimin tries to buy time, maybe to cook up some other cock and bull story but Taehyung fesses, “F-Four bottles of—“

“Four?! His limit is two! And a half if he wants to feel like death the next morning,” You threaten to give the both of them a beating but when Namjoon lulls his head backward with a whine that it hurts, you decide to put it on hold and motion them to your car. They walk bring Namjoon around to the backseat because you are not going to try to keep him still in the passenger seat while battling for your lives on the road. They flop him through the door and this tall, dimpled man grows accustom to your car, curling up and leaning his back against the leather cushions with a Cheshire grin. You make sure his foot doesn’t get caught in the way before you slam the door and with a look on your face meant to kill, Jimin and Taehyung naturally turn around, allowing a smack on their backs.

The clap echoes down the street along with their cries. Jimin tries to rub the sore area, spinning back to pout at you, “That hurt!”

“Shut up, she’s going to hit us again if you complain!” Taehyung huffs, poking at Jimin’s temple.

With a sigh, you reach to rub their heads for an apology before saying, “Get home safely, alright? I’ll take care of him and bring him to practice tomorrow,”

They quickly muster up their thanks before you usher them to head back to where they were having fun until Namjoon probably started quoting what Aristotle would say back in the day or something related to a current author he’s reading nowadays. Something Murakami? You’re not too sure, either but hey, anything to keep him from doing ridiculous things. The drive back home had been rather pleasant; he was soundly taking a rest, mumbling from time to time but just as you try to haul him up to your apartment, hell breaks lose and he’s talking your ear off.

You think, in the timespan of five minutes of bringing him up and through the door, he had said at least a thousand words (you wish you were exaggerating). It doesn’t let up with all the bombastic words he pulls out, flashy words, longass ones you’ve never heard of before as you juggle him leaning against you while locking the door. This should be an event in the Olympics—how well you can tend to a drunk person while getting home safely.

You give up completely and bring him to the bedroom. At the creak, his eyes seem to take in his surroundings and he chuckles. Gosh his breath reeks of alcohol and you’re sure to give him a nice word in the morning but for now, you let him be and conquer your bed. He rolls to his back and he’s giddy as ever, grinning from ear to ear as he manages to look at you with all his effort. Sitting by his side, he automatically curls to you for comfort. His head nested on your thigh, his half-lidded eyes staring up to you when you tip your chin down.

“Do you know what’s the word back in the day that men created when they couldn’t find anything else to be more specific to compliment a lady on her features?” You’re surprised he’s managing so far in his words but hey, who would’ve thought, Namjoon. Your hand strokes through his hair, past his forehead and resting by his cheek when he groans out of the sparks kissing his skin at your touch. “What is it?” You play along, anything to get him to talk himself to sleep, really.

“Beautiful. That’s exactly what you are. I keep thinking that one day I’d find you ugly; maybe when you sneeze or something or fall off your butt but the more I keep trying to find flaws in you, I mean, which I have but I’m not going to say it exactly per se. I mean, I think even if you murdered—“you, if you don’t stop speaking Namjoon”—someone I’d still think you’re the most amazing person out there and did you know I’ve written some of my songs about you? Maybe you have noticed or maybe you have not because you’re blur as fuck sometimes but—“

What are you trying to say, Namjoon?” It’s curt and short, snapping him off because if this was supposed to be sweet, he’s not really good at getting to that point. Even when he’s sober. Much worse when he’s four bottles of whatever in.

“I like you…” He murmurs, voice deflated and faltering, syllables idly floating around your mind and kissing your ears as they sound pleasant. As you manage to get your phone with him muffling the words against your stomach, you guide him back to look at you as your thumb presses the record button, “Sorry, Namjoon. I didn’t quite get that. Could you repeat it?”

“I—fucking—Kim Namjoon, like the fuck out of you,” He deadpans, his eyes dark and the cloudiness of being drunk dissolves for a moment. It’s to the point where he stares right at your phone lens, as if he’s trying to prove a point, “I like you so much, it’s driving me insane. I like you so much, I thought drinking would do the trick to not think of you but look at me, even now I can picture your face so clearly, so realistic and… fuck, I like you so much…”

The last words Namjoon succeeds in getting out is I like you before he completely passes out on your lap. Before you let the recording come to an end, you reach down to plant a kiss on his forehead, the words murmuring not too long after: I like you too, Namjoon-ah.

Alice, Oh Alice || Jisoo || Pt. 8

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt. 4 // Pt. 5 // Pt. 6 // Pt. 7 // Pt. 8 // Pt. 9 //

Word Count: 3659 

Genre: fantasy, Alice in Wonderland based!au, based on a oneshot (rewritten), tw; panic attacks

Summary: With a missing princess, a desperate fiancé, and the craziness of Wonderland, you wondered if you would ever make it back home with your head still on your shoulders.

There was a vague and random memory that appeared in your dream of when you were a child. You remember being in the back garden, wandering as you had always done. Your older brother, Jeonghan, was busy, slowly being taught the politics of the kingdom and your younger brother hadn’t been born yet so you had to entertain yourself. As a princess, there was a lot you could or couldn’t do and it wasn’t until later in life that you decided the rules were utter bullshit and you could do whatever you wanted. For now, you were a tame, quiet girl that roamed the gardens until supper.  

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Fresh Start - Part 5

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: none

Words: 1667

Warnings: none

Tags: @onceuponateenpanwolfian @moonlightbae14  @writingsofagirlintomanyfandoms @jade-cheshire @gothesimplethingsinlife

Request: none

Notes: don’t worry! It’s not the last part even when it may seem like it is. I don’t know how many parts there will be but I’ll tell you when the last part is coming. Thanks to everyone for reading it! Means a lot guys so thank you so much.

Originally posted by atravelgirl

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Luckily for you, you didn’t have much time next day to think about your date with Barry. It actually helped you in order not to get too nervous during the day. The dark side of it was that all that nervousness appeared the moment you opened your closet to decide what you were going to wear.

Your first thought, was calling Thea for some advice but you didn’t want to tell her you had a date. She would tell Oliver and you knew how he would react. And since it was just a date, you didn’t need your big brother to freak out like he would do if he knew about it. So you were on your own. The bright side was that you didn’t need to think too much to go to the Big Belly Burger. It had to be something normal and casual.

Finally, you came up with a pair of ripped black jeans, a blue top and a leather jacket, along with your favourite Converse: the white ones. Before you even noticed, it was almost 7 so you took a little bag and put the phone, wallet and keys in it before heading out. As you were walking towards the coffee shop, your nervousness started to grow, which made you feel stupid. You had only known this guy for a few days, it was impossible to have such a crush on him. Anyway, there you were, like a fifteen-year-old teenager on her way to her first date.

By the time you got to your destination, Barry was already waiting at the door. You were glad to see that he was wearing something as casual as you were: a sweater, jeans and Converse. He was checking his phone but when he saw you he smiled and put it in his pocket.

“Am I too late?” You asked as soon as you were in front of him.

“I was early” he smiled. “Are you hungry?” He asked.

“Starving” you admitted.

“Me too” he laughed before you two started walking.

“I’m so happy you guys have Big Belly” you told him.

“Who doesn’t have Big Belly Burger?” He said looking down at you.

“I don’t know…maybe in a parallel universe or something like that” you shrugged and looked at him to see him smiling like he used to do a lot. Like he knew something you didn’t. “You always have that look”

“What look?” He asked now confused.

“That look like…you knew something I don’t” you explained.

“Oh” he laughed and shook his head. “I was just thinking. It would be fun if there were actually parallel universes, right?” He asked.

“You mean like…one where I’m a boy and you’re a girl?” You asked raising an eyebrow.

“Well, that would be interesting” he replied with a laugh. “I mean one when we are…us but with totally different lives and even different personalities” he explained.

“Sounds interesting actually” you laughed. “You could be the journalist and I could be the scientist?” You suggested making him laugh.

“That would be fun” he nodded. “Actually…” he said after a few moments of silence. “I wanted to apologise again. What I did this morning was awful. Leaving you there without an explanation… I really am sorry” he said looking down at you.

“Don’t worry about it now, Barry” you smiled with a shrug. “I mean yeah, it was rude and I thought about killing you but I’m here now, right?” You said.

“And I’m glad you are” he replied.              

You looked down to hide your smile from him. The effect he had on you was incredible. You barely knew the guy and he still could make you blush easily. It was obvious that there was something about him, something you liked even unconsciously. But you didn’t really want to overthink it. If you did, you would screw everything up.

It didn’t take you two much to get to the fast food restaurant. Once you were inside, he insisted on paying. Actually, he didn’t give you much of a choice. Before you could do anything, he was already ordering your food with his wallet out. With a sigh of resignation, you finally told him what you wanted before looking for a table.

“So…” he said when he went to the table with the tray of food in his hands. “Bon appetite” he winked taking a seat.

“You didn’t have to pay” you said rolling your eyes.

“I wanted to” he shrugged.

“Thank you” you said.

He smiled at you before taking his burger and unwrapping it, while you took a sip from your drink.

“So…” he said after a while. “What about you?” He asked looking at you.

“What about me?” You laughed confused.

“You’re new here, nobody knows you…” he shrugged. “What brought you here? I’ve heard journalism school in Star City is good as well”

“Let’s say that Star City is not the safest city at the moment” you replied. You wasn’t willing to give away personal information. At least about what he was asking.

“You have the Green Arrow” he commented.

“You have The Flash” you replied back, making him laugh. “I don’t know…so many things have happened there in so little time that I didn’t feel safe anymore. I wanted a fresh start” you shrugged.

“What about your family?” He frowned. “Are they ok with this?”

“They’ll come around” you laughed. “My sister is really supportive. My brother, on the other hand, is still trying to wrap his head around this” you explained.

“So a brother and a sister?” You nodded with a smile. “Older?”

“How did you know?” You laughed surprised.

“Intuition I guess” he shrugged.

“Well, Mr. Intuition” you said sarcastic, “you’re right. I’m the youngest one. That’s why they’re protective over me. The only difference is that my sister knows I will do whatever I want to, despite what they think, so she supports me”

“Sounds like an agreement” he commented.

“A great one” you smiled. “What about you?” You asked.

“Well…my parents…died” he said. You bite your lip as he said that, feeling so sorry for him but, at the same time, knowing exactly what he meant. “So I was raised by Joe, you met him at the station. He’s like a father to me” he smiled a little.

Just by the way he talked about the detective you knew how much he loved him. It was obvious he was his family.

“What?” He chuckled.

“Nothing” you said shaking your head. “I’m just glad you had someone to look after you when your parents…you know…”

“Yeah…me too. He and Iris are my family” he shrugged.

“Iris?” You asked.

“She’s the friend I told you who is a journalist” he explained.

“Oh yeah, I remember” you said.

For some reason, you felt a bit of jealousy when he talked about Iris, which made you feel so stupid. You didn’t even know her! You had no reason to be jealous of a girl you didn’t know. Yet, there you were, wishing he was talking about you the way he talked about her.

“You like her, don’t you?” You asked.

“What?” He asked looking at you and then laughed. “No…” he shook his head. “There was a time, a long time, when I had feelings for her. But it was a long time ago” he said.

You were about to say something when suddenly his phone started ringing. He looked at the ID and excused himself for a moment saying it was from work. When he got up you kept on eating your burger as you thought about this Iris. It was obvious she meant a lot to him so you were finding hard to believe that there was just a friendship there actually.

After a while you looked around trying to see Barry since it had been a while since he got up to talk on the phone, but he was nowhere to be seen. You peaked outside but he wasn’t there either. Where was he? You got up and asked the cashier if she had seen the guy you were with.

“He went out talking on the phone and the he left” she shrugged.

Left? With a frown, you walked outside and looked around trying to see him but he wasn’t there. You tried calling him but you were sent to his voicemail. It had to be a joke. He had actually left you again and this time it had been during an actual date. You just couldn’t believe it.

Trying to keep it cool, you took your things and left the restaurant to go home. It wasn’t until you had been walking for some minutes that you realised that you actually didn’t really know how to get home from there. Just fucking great. Not only had he left you, but thanks to him you were completely lost.

You were going to kill him.

It took you three hours to get to your apartment and by the time you walked through the door, you were completely freezing and wishing you knew your address so you could have called a taxi. You took a hot shower and, after drying your hair, you went straight to bed, trying not to think about Barry Allen which turned out to be complicated.

You couldn’t believe he had left you alone twice in the same day. He looked like a decent guy but obviously you were completely wrong. You were a fool. Eventually, you fell asleep feeling disappointed and sad, ignoring completely the buzzing of your phone, supposing it was him.

When you woke up in the morning and saw the text you had from Oliver, your whole world trembled for a moment: Thea is at hospital. Immediately, you got dressed, took the car and made your way back to your city. Maybe you had class, maybe you had to talk to Barry, but it was your sister we were talking about, you didn’t need to think twice.

Knight In Leather Armor

Chapter 4: Bunker Buddies

You and Dean stood in the kitchen of the bunker. Your hands were in your pockets as you swayed back and forth awkwardly and Dean poured himself another cup of coffee. “You’re never gonna get to sleep if you keep drinking so much coffee” You took a step closer to him, biting your lower lip again. “Well I don’t sleep much darlin’ so I don’t think it’ll bother me either way. I prefer staying awake anyway.” Dean set the coffee pot down and leaned against the kitchen counter, watching you as you took a step closer. “Well… I can think of a few other ways to help you stay awake.” You weren’t completely sure where you were going with this and it definitely wasn’t what was usually up your alley but there was just some sort of sexual tension there that you couldn’t keep fighting. “Oh really? What do you have in mind?” Dean raised an eye brow and pushed the freshly poured cup of coffee further back onto the counter, not sure what to expect. Dean had seen a lot in his life time but he knew nothing bad could get past those bunker doors so it couldn’t have been anything worth grabbing his knife or gun for. You took a few steps closer til the tips of your shoes were practically on his boots. You hooked your thumbs into the belt loops of his pants, closed your eyes,swallowed hard and pressed your lips to his. Dean parted his lips, pressing back and slid his tongue onto yours. The taste of pecan pie and coffee filled your taste buds as you moaned into his mouth, gripping his pants tighter. You felt your hips push more towards him and your chest pressed against his as his hand slid past your cheek and into your hair pulling you closer to him. There were no words to be spoken, just a gasp for breath as you both pulled away from the kiss. Dean slid both his hands down your back to your backside, gripping a hold and lifted you to the counter top. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck for leverage as he leaned back in for another kiss. You quickly pulled away, your breath getting away from you as you realized what you were doing. “I’m sorry. I don’t want you to get the wrong impression. I don’t just go around sleeping with random guys. I just met you today.” You looked up at him with soft eyes, hoping you didn’t push some boundary that would upset him or make him think you were a tease. After all you were stuck there until Charlie got back. “It’s okay. Really” Dean chuckled and helped you down off the counter. “Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy kissing you and would love to take that a LOT further but I also know my boundaries. Want a tour of the house?” Dean let off that comforting smile that just forced you to smile back. “Sure.” Deep down, that stabbing feeling was still there, a feeling that made you want to rip his clothes off and jump him on the kitchen floor, ravishing him with kisses and tasting every inch of him.


You quickly followed behind as Dean lead you out of the kitchen and eventually into a hallway. “This place is bigger than it looks”
“You have no idea. Hidden rooms everywhere but I’ll have to show you those another time.” The last thing Dean wanted was for you to figure out there was a superficial cocky demon tied up in the bottom of the bunker. “I see. You got a dead body rotting in one of them or something?” You giggled and stared at the walls, looking at all the unique photos and paintings, most of them looking rather antique. Dean let out a small sigh under his breath, knowing he could never tell someone everything about his life or what was even going on in it at that very moment. Not even his brother knew everything. Grabbing your hand, Dean continues to walk, pointing here and there at different doors, pushing them open. “That’s Sams room. He likes to read…. a lot!…. That’s the bathroom….. That’s my room.” You glanced into the room and tugged on Dean’s hand, forcing him to stop as you noticed the entire collection of the original star wars collection. “Star Wars! I don’t know when the was last time was that I saw those movies! Let’s watch them” As you drug Dean into his own room, he gave a quick okay. You let go of his hand and plopped down on his bed, the blue quilt wrinkling beneath you as the bed gave off a soft squeak. Dean grabbed the first movie and placed it in the dvd player then sat down on the bed. “I’m gonna get comfy if that’s ok.” Dean started to take his boots off, kicking them to the floor then unbuttoned his top shirt, sliding it off. You felt a knot in your throat and tried your best to swallow, imagining what was underneath the black tee shirt that still rested upon his back. Dean placed his hands on the bed and scooted back, his head leaning against the concrete wall. Patting his hand on the bed, he gestured for you to come sit with him. You quickly kicked your shoes off and crawled up next to him. Before you knew it, you were nuzzled into his arm, the heat from his body keeping you warm.

The movie had started but you found yourself not paying much attention to it as Dean wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in a bit closer. It wasn’t like you had never watched a movie with a guy before but just being so close to such a gorgeous God like creature had your body feeling multiple things at once. You felt your toes practically going numb and your palms became clammy. Your thighs started to tighten as if to protect themselves while you bit on your lower lip, glancing down at the zipper of his jeans, wondering what was underneath and hoping Dean didn’t see what you were doing. Dean did see what you were doing though and decided to make a move. Without a word, Dean slid his arm out from around you and turned to lean into your face, his heated breath warming your cheeks. You closed your eyes, your heart racing and making its way to your throat as you waited to see what he would do next. Dean’s lips pressed to yours and a groan escaped your lips. He quickly pulled away, wondering if he had gone too far. “Sorry. I had to do that one more time. We can watch the movie now” Dean rolled back onto his back, getting back to his original position. “No…” You gasped as you found yourself climbing on top of him, your legs straddling his lap and your lips pressed to his once more. There was no more fighting it. You wanted to see every inch of him, feel every inch of him, taste every inch of him.

The minutes flew by, you and Dean intertwined in each others bodies. You had to come up for breath soon or you were going to pass out from the intoxicating taste of his lips. Well that, and the lack of oxygen. You pulled your face away from his, still straddling his thighs with your own and gave an innocent smile before biting your bottom lip again. “MMM” Dean groans. “I have wanted you since the first time I saw you bite your lip like that just earlier today.” He placed his hands upon your hips as you started to unbutton your shirt, sliding your arms out and throwing the garment to the floor. You could feel your heart start to beat through your chest, a knot forming in your stomach and pushing down towards your sex. Your panties began to feel wet then the sudden thought crossed your mind. What panties did I put on this morning? You heard Dean let out a low grown as he pushed himself off the wall and reached down, pulling his own shirt off, revealing his every muscle. You found yourself biting your lip once more, even harder than before, possibly to the point of breaking skin. You felt your core begin to heat, just begging to be played with. Not wanting to move too fast, you glanced down at the tattoo on his right chest muscle. “That’s an interesting tattoo.” Dean glanced down then back up at you, that cheshire grin forming on his face. “Yeah that’s a long story. Maybe I can tell you more about it some other time. But for now–” Dean’s words faded away as he reached back to your hips but he didn’t hold onto you. He grabbed the tale end of your tank top and lifted it. You lifted your arms allowing him to remove it, revealing your small but supple breasts just barely peaking out of your white padded bra. You quickly pushed your face to his, your lips pressing his maybe a little too hard. He grunted with surprise as you slid your tongue past his teeth and mangled it with his. You wanted to taste him. Dean reached down and you felt his hands fidgeting at the button on your jeans. You leaned back just enough to allow him to release the clasp and slide down the zipper, all the while never leaving his lips.

Finally pulling yourself away, you put all your weight on your knees, pressing into the bed and pushed your pants down your thighs. Dean in return bit his lower lip and grabbed you by the hips, lifting you up. Before you knew it, Dean was standing and laying your back to the bed. He pulled your pants the rest of the way down and they left a soft thud as they hit the floor, your socks falling with them. You glanced down at your panties thankful they were a soft pink with a lace trim. “Looks like I just found out Victoria’s Secret.” Dean said with a smirk. You laid there, the heat rushing to both your cheeks and your abdomen as you felt yourself longing to feel him inside you. A soft hum escaped your lips as you felt Deans calloused finger tips slide up your side until the reached the elastic of your bra. Your hips bucked up and hit his chest, showing him that you wanted him to please you. Dean got the gesture and presses his lips gently to your navel, leaving a trail of kisses until he reached your breasts. You barely lifted your back from the bed, allowing him to reach back and unclasp your bra. He slid it past your arms and threw it to the floor. Cupping both breasts with his hands, Dean slid his tongue out, flicking it across one nipple then the other, gently nipping with his teeth. You found your hips pressing towards him again, your fingers digging into the quilt beneath you, the sounds of futuristic guns blazing on the tv in the background. “Fuck me…” You found yourself whispering as you closed your eyes. “In due time” Dean said, his voice soft. You could tell that Dean wass going to prolong the wait so you let out another whimper and waited to see what he would do next. Dean’s hands left your breasts as he lowered himself down to your panties once more, grabbing the lace from each side and pulled then down your thighs and to your ankles.

Dean’s fingers touched your ankles and you felt tiny goosebumps rise over your arms, feeling yourself get wetter. Dean kissed each of your knees and slowly slid up your thighs with his lips, kissing every so often until he reached your mound. Running his fingers over the skin and down your slit, not yet parting it, you felt the fire in your stomach grow, pushing downwards but you didn’t dare move as you didn’t want him to stop. You bite your lip and closed your eyes impatiently waiting to see what comes next. Dean glanced up at you in all your naked glory then pressed his thumb to your slit, spreading it open and revealing all your small glistening folds. “Someone’s excited” Dean whispered as he started to rub his thumb over your clit. There were no words to be spoken. You just groaned and bit your lip as your back arched up off the bed. Dean continued to rub his thumb over your clit in circular motions and gently pressed his lips to your inner thighs. You could feel them twitch at his touch. His lips grazed up your inner thighs and kissed your slit as he removed his thumb. You nearly pouted wondering why he had stopped when you suddenly felt one of his fingers slide into your hole, then two fingers. Dean slid them in and out slowly at first, his tongue lapping over your folds then to your clit. You could feel the heat of his breath blow across your mound as his fingers began to slide a bit faster. His fingers started to curl while in you, hitting your g spot over and over. He pressed his tongue harder to your clit, rolling it in the same rhythm as his fingers. You felt that fire push from your stomach down to your pussy and your fingers gripped into the quilt, pulling it up off the bed. “I’m gonna… I- I….”
“cum for me baby…” Dean pressed his fingers deeper into your, curving them each time he pulled out and began to suck at your clit, the tip of his tongue lapping up your juices. Your mouth opened wide in the shape of an O as your eyes squinted shut and you found your thighs wrapping around Dean’s head like a boa constrictor. The fire rushed through you and you felt yourself coming, your walls clinching around his fingers. “Fuuuuu—-cckkkk” You bucked your ass up off the bed, pushing yourself further into Dean’s face as you climaxed.

With a look of grimace on his face, knowing he had gotten the job done, Dean lifted himself from your body and stood to his feet. You opened your eyes as your body slowly started to come down from its volcanic high and watched as he undid the belt from his pants and let them fall to the ground, stepping out of them. You found yourself nearly salavating as his bulge pressed against his boxer briefs. You had never seen such a beautiful sight. Dean grabbed the elastic of his underwear and flirtingly shook his hips as he looked at you. “Bow chicka wow wow…” You laughed as the words left his sultry lips. Dean pushed the boxer briefs down to his thighs then let them fall to the floor. His hard shaft popped up like a jack out of the box ready to play, pre cum nearly dripping at the tip. He was a bit bigger than you had honestly thought he would be, assuming his cockiness and being the comedic relief was to compensate for something else but you could see now that you were oh so wrong. He reached into the night stand drawer grabbing a piece of foil and opened it up with his teeth then pressed the rubber down over himself. You felt yourself holding your breath as Dean pressed his hands to the bed and began to crawl on top of you. His lips met yours and you could taste yourself on his tongue, a sweet yet salty taste. You pulled away and gently bit at his lip, trying to look as sultry as possible. Deans hand rested above your shoulder as he looked down at you, his amulet resting on your chest. You gasped for air as you felt his member slowly start to fill you, your walls immediately tightening down on him. One inch at a time, Dean pushed into you gently then pulled all the way back out as if to tease you. “Please…” You whispered, looking into his emerald eyes. “Please what?” Dean looked down at you, rubbing the head of his cock against your folds, seeing how much you could handle. “Please…. fuck me….. now” Dean gave off a caveman like grunt and pushed himself back inside you, spreading your thighs further out until his hips were touching yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his head down so that his cheek rested next to yours as he thrusted in and out. “Good God you feel good.” Dean whispered in your ear, nibbling with his teeth as his member continued to slide in and out, filling your walls.

Your body tok over and left your mind behind as those primal instincts started to kick in. Pushing Dean as hard as you could, you pushed yourself on top, your hair falling down over your breasts as you looked down at Dean, now laying on his back. Dean was the one to bite his lower lip this time as his hands grabbed your hips and waited for your next move. You started to roll your hips back and forth, your ass pressed to the top of his thighs as you felt his cock rub against your inner walls. Dean started to push your hips helping you move fluidly. You leaned down to kiss his lips, your hot breath mixing with his. He wrapped his hands to your lower back then slid them down to your ass, lifting himself to a seated position. You felt him go deeper into you as he moved, both of you thrusting. That fire came back to the pit of your stomach and worked its way downwards. “Dean… I’m gonna come again!” Dean bucked himself off the bed, pushing as far into you as he could, your walls spasming as you flowed with his motions. “Ohhh….. Gaahhh…. God!” Your head tilted back, revealing your breasts has your hair fell back. Dean continued to buck into you as you soaked his member, your walls tightening down on him. He started to grunt louder and louder, the sweat beading up at his forehead as he pushed harder and harder. His eyes squinted shut, biting his lower lip as he started to fill you. You could feel the heated wetness fill the condom inside you as you both let out a loud grunt together. Simultaniously, you both fell to the bed, you on top of him, feeling his clammy chest against yours. You let out a soft single laugh and laid your head on his shoulder, trying to catch your breath. “Whats so funny?” Dean asked as he turned his head and kissed your forehead, his fingers running through your soft curls. “Nothin’” You responded. “It’s just been a while since a guy could actually get me to… ya know… finish like that.” Dean kissed your forehead again. You could feel the smile on his lips as he did. Lifting your face to meet his, you gently pressed your lips to his, tasting the salty sweat caused by all the actions you both just persued.


Recently a very cool person sent me a bunch of questions as a sort of interview for a school project, and it occurred to me that I get asked these questions a lot so I’m throwing them down under the readmore for you guys in case you wanted to know this stuff/so if someone asks me one of these in the future I can just link here. So yeah lots of talky talk under the whatcjamacallit

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Chapter 1 of Espresso Kiss is finally here!


the one with the surprise encounter

Another day, another dollar” was the motto that I had certainly adopted over these past 3 years of operating an ever-growing business of my own. Each new day brought a plethora of both new and familiar faces through the cafe doors. The flow of customers was relatively steady every day, not that I am complaining by any means. But, it would be nice to be able to catch my breath for a few minutes every now and again.

Each ring of the bell on the door gave all the staff the indication that another customer had entered the cafe. When I looked up to see who, I noticed a familiar, smiling face. Carol has been a consistent customer of mine since the very first days since I opened. I don’t think there was a single day that passed where she didn’t at least stop in to say hello.

“Hello, my darling Lindsey, how are you today?” Carol chirped in her usual cheery voice.

“G’ morning, Carol! I’m doing well, and yourself?” I replied back with my best Cheshire smile.

“‘I’m doing great, my dear,” Carol smiled back.

“Glad to hear it! Will it be your usual for today?” I asked politely.

“Yes ma’am, you know the routine!” Carol winked with her response.

I chucked softly, “I sure do, Carol,”

Carol was one of the very few customers that always made sure to leave a generous tip as an additional thanks of gratitude. Over the past few years, I had become quite the pro (if I do say so myself, that is) at preparing drinks of all sorts. It made my job and the other employees much easier when regulars stopped in, as we almost always knew what they would order. I handed Carol her coffee, which so happened to be our very popular caramel cream mocha iced coffee– one of my personal favourites.

“Thank you, my dear! Have a lovely rest of your day!” Carol voiced sweetly dropping more than enough cash to cover her bill.

“You’re welcome, Carol! You do the same,” I waved as she exited the cafe. 

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