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If you only knew

Word Count: 1.3K+
Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Reader (No gender specified)
Summary: Kurt is terrified of how much he likes you, so he begins praying to God to make his feelings for you disappear. When that doesn’t work, he’s sure he has to punish himself for feeling the way he does. Based on this headcanon by @ichimatsu-boi and this request.
Warnings: Mentions of self-harm.

The first time Kurt saw you, he hadn’t been able to understand why, all of a sudden, he’d felt like there were little birds flapping their wings wildly inside his stomach.

You had been a student at Xavier’s already when he got there– but he hadn’t gotten to meet you properly until two weeks after his arrival, when you had come looking for Jubilee to finish a project you two were doing together. You had introduced yourself to Ororo, Peter, Scott and then… to him. You had offered your hand with a bright smile, and when he touched it, he felt like a jolt of electricity had run from his fingers directly to his heart.

He didn’t know what that meant.

The next time he was face to face with you was when you had come to him and Jubilee with a plate filled with cookies you’d baked yourself, offering them some. When he’d tried them and told you they were delicious, your entire face had lit up– and the little birds had returned to his stomach, flapping their wings even harder than the first time. Something in him told him that he needed to see you shining that brightly again because of something he’d said– desperately.

He didn’t know what that meant.

You spent a lot of time outside given the fact that your mutation was directly connected with nature, and every time he saw you sitting on the grass, making little flowers appear on the ground with just the sheer power of your will, his hands started sweating and his heartbeat increased dramatically.

He didn’t know what that meant.

It wasn’t until he caught Scott and Jean kissing one time and something deep inside him told him he wished he could do that with you that he finally knew what everything you made him feel meant.

He liked you.

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With or without me

Word count: 2513

Warning: the smuttiest smut I’ve ever written

Kai siphones you during sex

After three weeks of Kai ignoring you and not wanting to touch you in any way just to teach you a lesson, really made your head spinning. You hated when he did it. No matter what you did, walk around the house in your short skirts without any underwear underneath it or walked around the house in your sexy lingerie, it didn’t help. You were seducing him the whole time, driving him crazy to the point where he had to leave the house because it was too much for him, but he was strong. Much, much stronger than you were even though his bulge was perfectly visible through his jeans and you knew he wanted you just as much as you wanted him. Sometimes you would lock yourself in the bathroom when he wasn’t at home and touch yourself in the way Kai would, with him on your mind you brought yourself to a release, moaning out his name. It calmed you down a little bit, but nothing could have compared to what Kai’s fingers could do to your body. Sometimes, he came behind you, pretending he was just picking up a glass of water and then grazed his long fingers on your bare skin, his crotch pressing firmly against your butt, making your breath hitch at the feeling and you could have felt the smirk that was on his face everytime he did it because he knew what kind of effect he had on you. It made your body tremble and sent chills down your spine but the feeling always ended up *down there.*

Today wasn’t any different. He did the exactly same thing, his touch feeling like fire as if it would burn your skin if he touched you, your heart picking up its pace, beating against his chest while his head was pressed against your neck, his hot breath caressing your sensitive skin, making you close your eyes and take a deep breath. He perfectly knew what he was doing and after minutes of torturing you, he stepped away from you and quickly fixed his obvious bulge in his jeans and smirked at you when he saw you biting your lip, your eyes focused on his bulge for a few seconds before you made eye contact with him.

‘See you later beautiful.’ He simply said and then walked out of the house, closing the big doors behind him. You placed your hands on the kitchen counter and leaned on them as you exhaled hardly, letting out a big sigh, feeling like you have been running a marathon. Your legs were weaker, feeling like jello and like you could collapse right there on the floor. You were hungry, but not for food. You were hungry for Kai and his incredible touch that always made your body feel good like nobody ever did before and you couldn’t help but remember what it felt like having him right inside you, filling and stretching you out oh so perfectly. The thought of it made you bite your lip, stopping yourself from moaning out loud. You ran your fingers roughly through your hair, frustration completely taking over your body. You looked towards the front door, knowing Kai wouldn’t be back for couple of hours so you had the house all to yourself, again.

'Screw it!’ You muttered and right there in the kitchen took your bra off and threw it down on the floor, jumping over it as your feet took your right where you wanted to be. On the way to the bathroom, you stopped again and took your panties off, walking completely naked through an empty house and directly to the bathroom. You opened the water in the bathtub, letting it fall into an oval ceramic white bathtub, pouring a little bit of esential oils into the water, a strong vanilla scent hitting your nostrils. You stepped into the bath tub and laid down, warm water wrapping your body perfectly, relaxing your muscles in a second. You exhaled deeply at a nice feeling, the scent calming you down. You closed the tap, the bathtub completely filled, covering your entire body. You closed your eyes and slowly placed your hands on your breasts, squeezing them lightly and then playing with your nipples, feeling them getting hard under your own touch. You let out a quiet moan as you traveled your one hand down your torso, reaching your belly button and then went lower until your hand was exactly where you needed it to be. You trailed your index finger over your clit a couple of times and then slipped one finger inside you, circling it around and feeling your warm walls as you added another finger in. You squirmed in your seat and spread your legs a bit further apart as your other hand slid down your body, finding your clit. You started rubbing it gently with your finger, while you pushed the fingers in a out of you, the combination of those two actions, getting you closer to the point you were craving the most. You sped up a little bit, your moaning getting louder with each movement, making you throw your head back in pleasure as you felt yourself getting closer to your release.

'Having fun without me?’ You heard a male voice, scaring you, your eyes opening in a split second, gasping for air as some of the water spilled on the bathroom floor. You looked to one side and saw Kai standing there, leaned against the door frame with the biggest smirk on his face, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans. He smiled and slowly walked towards you, only a few larger steps were enough to reach the bathtub. He knelt down and had a perfect view on your naked body as there were no bubbles to cover you up. 'Now, what were you doing?’ He whispered and dipped his index finger in the water, swirling it around just above your lover half. 'You know, I don’t like when you’re having fun without me, sweetheart.’ He muttered as you felt a slight pressure on your clit, massaging it in slow circles. Hevwas using his magic on you, pleasuring you and bringing you closer to your release with each circle he made on your clit. Your walls clenched as you squirmed in your seat, trying really hard to keep your moans muffled. He smiled at you and winked, his magic working on your body superbly, a familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach getting stronger but just when you wanted to let go, he stopped. You groaned in frustration and looked at him furiously only to earn a mischevious smile from him.

'I was thinking’ he dunk his hand into the warm water,  slowly pushing it all the way until it hit the bottom of the bathtub. 'Maybe I should have taken care of you, but then again’ he moved his hand closer to your entrance and teased it with his fingers a couple of times before he pushed two fingers into you, stretching you out a little bit, making you gasp out. 'this is much more fun’ he pulled his fingers almost all the way out and then quickly pushed them back in. Out. In. Out. In. 'We could have gone to dinner first, get some food in you, watch some kind of movie, whatever you want. Tough decision, I would have needed your help to decide.’ He kept talking like he wasn’t finger fucking you in a freaking bathtub. 'I have to say, seeing you like this, squirming at my touch, your warm walls clenching around my fingers is much, much, much better than any dinner or any other thing that exists in this god damn world.’

'Fuck, Kai. Please, let me.’ You moaned out and grabbed onto the sides of a bathtub, throwing your head back as you felt your orgasm approaching.

'Please, what? What do you want, sweetheart?’ He whispered and slowed down the pace that his fingers were making inside you, circling them around, his fingers finding your g-spot, hitting it perfectly every time.

'Please, let me come for you, please.’ You cried out, dying to let yourself go. 'Look at me.’ You barely opened your eyes, somehow managed to look him in the eyes, your mouth slightly opened as he kept circling his fingers around, but what pushed you over the edge was when he used his magic again you, pressing onto your clit as you came loudly, crying out his name in pleasure, your body falling apart under his touch and the sound of your moaning turning him on even more as he wanted to make his way with you right then and there. He pulled his fingers out of you and pushed his fingers into his mouth, devouring them like what was left on them was his favourite candy.

'Mm, so good.’ His got up and fixed his jeans, his bulge obvious through his jeans as you couldn’t help but stare at it for a few seconds, your breathing uneven. 'Like what you see?’ He asked, winking at you. You bit your lip and quickly got out of the tub, kneeling down in front of him.

'What do you think you’re doing, missy?’ He asked with a seductive voice.

'Taking care of my man. Now shut up and enjoy.’ You whispered as you unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans down to his ankles, getting a closer meeting with his now hard lenght, just waiting to be set free. You leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on it, Kai’s hands abruptly finding their way to your hair, grabbing on it slightly. You reached out your hands and pushed up his shirt, revealing his toned torso, your lips kept planting gentle kisses on his bulge.

'Stop teasing.’ He moaned out, his gaze strongly focused on you. You showed him a small smiled and then tugged on the sides of his boxers and slowly pushed them down, his lenght springing up free, hitting his abdomen, standing strongly and perfectly in front of your face. You grabbed it with your hand and stroke him a couple of times before planting a kiss on his tip, his pre-cum staining your lips. You licked them, the salty feeling making you groan a bit. You leaned in and took him in your mouth as deep as you could, until it hit the back of your throat.

'Oh shit. Just like that.’ Kai cried out, his hips jerking forward, hitting the back of your throat again. You hummed, the vibrations making him even harder. You pulled back almost all the way and took him in again and this time you didn’t stop. You hollowed your cheeks and kept stroking him with your hand, his panting getting louder, Kai making the grip on your hair tighter as you felt him twitch and just when you knew he will cum, you grazed him slightly with your teeth, sending him over the edge as Kai cried out loudly, only curse words escaping his mouth, his warm liquid trickling down your throat. He looked down at you when you were wiping your mouth with your thumb and smiled at him, his breathing shallow and heavy.

'You will be the death of me one day, sweetheart.’ He moaned and picked you up with a one seift motion, wrapping your legs around his body as you still felt his rock hard lenght under you butt. You reached down and started stroking him again, but your hand got slapped away by his, making you gasp.

'No, baby, now it’s your turn. I have to make it up to you for all this time’ he threw you on the bed and abruptly spread your legs, your bare heat completely exposed to him. He climber on top of you and kissed you deeply, his tongue finding its way inside your mouth, fighting for dominance while his fingers ran aceoss your wet folds, pushing a single finger inside, feeling how wet and warm you were, ready for him.

'So nice. You’re always so ready for me, sweetheart.’ He licked his finger and positioned himself at your entrance, guiding himself with his hand, trailing his tip over your folds, covering himself in your arousal and then pushed inside youwith ease, filling you up to the hilt. You threw your head back and arched your back, his size still surprising you at how thick he was everytime he slid himself into you. He didn’t waste any time as he immediately started thrusting at a faster pace, your breath hitching everytime he pushed in, your skin feeling like it was on fire, sensitive at each touch Kai made on your body. You reached between your bodies to rub your clit, but your hand quickly got replaced by Kai’s hand, rubbing your clit in figure eight motion, his thrust perfectly fitting the movements his hand was making. You arched your back and jerked your hips forward, you and Kai falling into a perfect rhythm.
Kai groaned deeply as he looked down where his hips met yours, focusing on hitting your g-spot everytime, getting you both to your release once again.

'Fuck, Kai. I- I’m so- close.’ You stuttered and placed your hands on his neck, pulling him closer as your lips met his in a deep and passionate kiss, feeling his thrusts becoming sloppier by the minute, but his pace was still there. 'I can’t hold it anymore- I- oh fuck-’ you moaned out and clenched around him as your second orgasm tore through your body, your legs shaking and your nails digging into Kai’s back, drawing small lines over it, causing his hips to slam into you in few sharp thrusts.

'You feel so good, shit.’ He groaned and placed his head in the crook of your neck, his hand placed firmly on your hip. His hot breath caressed your neck, his deep groans filling the room. 'Ugh- fuck-’ he twitched inside you and in time when his orasm hit his body, a red light started glowing around his hand, siphoning the magic out of you unintentionally, but even though it did hurt a little bit, it also somehow added more pleasure and it made you scream out loud, your name escaping Kai’s mouth as he abruptly collapsed on top of you, panting heavily.

'I fucking love you.’ Kai moaned and planted a sloppy koss on your lips and then pulled out of you, making you wince a little bit at the loss of him inside you. 'Did I make it up to you?’ He asked, his chest rising up and down as he was still trying to catch his breath and still his breathing.

'Even more than that, but, I am far from being down with you.’ You bit your lip and got on top of him again, sitting on his lap as his hands made their way to your butt, pressing you down onto his crotch, preparing himself to take you again like you deserve it.

so I would like a scenario with yuto and the reader. Where yuto has a crush on you and is trying to express his feelings to you, and is trying to do cute stuff for you but you’re relatively indifferent about how you feel towards him

Scenario: yuto/reader (this is the first time I do a request, so I hope it is good)

There he was again. Looking at you with heart eyes and expectantly. He had just presented you a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers and you felt your heart flutter at how nervous he seemed to be. “Uh, d-do you like them? I remembered that time we talked once and you told me you liked this type… so I just figured I could give you some…” his voice faded at the end of the sentence and you held back a sigh.

You two had that conversation about two months ago and he still remembered it? How sweet could this japanese boy get? “They are pretty,” you say with a forced nonchalant tone. “But what are you doing here in my house? It’s almost midnight, Yuto…”

The boy’s shoulders dropped considerably. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it was this late, really…” all of his 1,82m didn’t seem much as he was almost curling in a ball of shame. Your heart clenched, it hurt a little to see how miserable he looked doing all of that stuff to get your attention even though it was extremely cute. “I guess, I’ll leave-”

Suddenly, a loud thunder reverberated and both of you gasped in surprise. A big storm was coming, you thought. Looking at Yuto and the flowers he was holding, you took a deep breath and decided to cut yourself some slack. After all, you would only be inviting him in to save Yuto from the rain; you surely was not giving in to your own feelings. “Hey, come inside,” you said and his dark eyes widened cutely. You held back a smile, “we both know that if you get sick due to the rain it will be bad not only for you but for the whole group, right? Besides, I could use a helping hand to put those flowers in a vase.”

He nodded a little stunned and followed you inside the living room. The lights were on and he observed your simple house. “It is not much,” you said. “I know you guys live in a better dorm, but I like the simpleness of here.”

“Oh! I actually love it,” he said smiling. “It’s just like you, I guess.”

“Um? What do you mean by that?” you frowned and went inside the small kitchen to grab a glass vase.

“It just reminds me a lot of you. The way the furniture is distributed, the way it smells sweet like your cologne and how it is small,” he chuckled and you felt your hands halt at his words. “I just like it.”

And what the hell would you answer to that? “Uh, could you come here? I’ll put the flowers in it,” you said, finally deciding to ignore his words.

Yuto entered the small room and it looked like he was almost too tall for it. The air felt heavier and you forced your heart to maintain a steady beat. “Oh,” his deep voice sounded surprised. “You still have this…”

You looked up and saw the small poorly made penguin figure that was up your fridge. He had given it to you after they made sculptures in a variety show. The MC had said that they should give it to someone they cared about since they made it with their own hands. The next day, Yuto appeared at your doorstep with it in hands and a faint blush in his cheeks. You had watched the show and you knew what that meant, but you decided to ignore it. It couldn’t be. Adachi Yuto didn’t have a crush on you.

However, as the time went by, he kept sending more signals and Yuto became more bold everyday. He started sending texts of “good morning” and “have you eaten yet” constantly even though you were sure he did not have the time to do it. It was obvious to everyone that all of his free time was used to talk to you and you really enjoyed it. Still… how could you accept it? He was the main rapper and the vocalist of Pentagon and you couldn’t allow yourself into that dream. Even if Yuto wanted it as much as you.

“Yes,” you said with a normal tone. He gave you the flowers and you carefully prepared them to fit in the vase. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know,” he said with a shrug. “It’s kind of ugly.”

No, it’s not and I love it, you thought. “It’s not that ugly,” you said, “it’s alright.” He hummed in agreement and you cursed internally; things were not supposed to be like this. “It’s done,” you said finishing the work with the flowers. You wrapped your hands around them and one thorns pricked your finger. “Ouch!”

“Are you okay?!” Yuto promptly got your wrist in hands and took the flowers out of your hand to examine what had happened. It was a small thing, just a little blood coming out of your index finger, but he still frowned deep in concern and gently caressed your palm. “Damn, we should get this cleaned.”

You were ready to tell him he didn’t have to do all of that. Everything was fine, it didn’t even hurt! But you couldn’t. The feeling of his large hands involving yours and how he kindly led you to the faucet and washed your finger made you stay right there, with your heart pounding against your chest and trying to not lose your mind.

“I think it’s fine, do you have a band-aid?” he asked suddenly making full eyes contact.

“I-I,” you stuttered and rapidly took your hand out of his. Yuto frowned a little and unsuccessfully tried to hide his disappointment. “I’m fine, Yuto.”

“But, your finger…”

“I’m really fine,” you cut his sentence and hurriedly headed to the living room trying to get away from that crumpled place where you shared too much space with the tall man.

“Hey…” Yuto called softly. You had your back turned to him, but you could feel how close he was. His hands landed on your shoulders and you felt like melting. “What… what is wrong? Did something happen? D-did I do something?”

You firmly shook your head. You couldn’t believe how concerned he sounded. “It’s nothing, Yuto. Maybe… maybe you should go home.”

He took a few steps and put himself in front of you. Yuto leaned forward and took your chin between his long fingers to make you meet his eyes. He looked more worried than sad about your request and that broke your heart. “Come on, baby, if there is something wrong, you can tell me.”

B-baby?” your eyes widened and Yuto’s did the exact same. It looked like he hadn’t noticed the word coming off of his lips.

“I-I mean,” his deep voice was weak, “it’s just…”

It just looked like he had ran out of excuses. Both of you fell into an awkward silence and the tension could be cut by a knife. You knew why he had called you like that and you knew that you wanted that. But, still…

“I need to tell you something,” he said and your throat went completely dry. “It’s been a long time actually, probably since the first time I met you, and I was planning on letting it go, but it just don’t go away-”


“No, I need to finish this.” His eyes were completely locked on yours and the way your heart was beating against your ribs made you think the organ could even escape. “I know you don’t like me, but I can’t help but worrying about you, wanting constantly to be around you; seriously, I get why you don’t like me, but I-”

You know your expression revealed pure shock and Yuto took a deep, cracked breath. He looked like he was hesitating and the atmosphere felt so heavy in your lungs that it was hard to breathe.

“But I like you,” he finally said. “I really do.”

There were tears prickling in the corners of your eyes; you were paralyzed, you had no idea of what to say, of what to do with your feelings. You wanted to cry.

“And it’s fine if you don’t like me back,” he smiled painfully. “Because all I want is to be by your side, whether you are indifferent or not; I just like you too much to care.”

I like you too, the words were right there in your mind; but you seemed incapable of saying them. Yuto sighed and you swear you could see tears in his eyes too.

“I’ll go now,” he said and your heart sank in your chest. “I’m really sorry for this,” he turned his back to you and walked towards the front door. “Just please… don’t push me away-”

You grabbed his wrist and closed your eyes trying to muster all the courage you could ever have. “I… I won’t push you away, Yuto,” your voice was practically a whisper. “I want you to stay.”

Slowly, you opened your eyes and waited with your head turned to the ground for some reaction.

When there was some seconds of pure nothingness and you were ready to regret everything you had done, you felt his arms around you.

He hugged you tightly and squeezed you a little. Your head was right on his shoulder and his perfume was relaxing; it felt just right.

“I will stay,” he said and you smiled against the cloth of his t-shirt.

Maybe you shouldn’t have waited so much to make that cutie yours.

Scenario wooseok/reader

For @bringmesomepie56 hope it lives up to her creativity standards!!

You were hunting a rogue hell hound and Dean donned a pair of glasses drenched in holy fire, while you took your own pair of glasses and did the same.

The night air was chilly, just effective enough for casual chit chat, while you listened for cracks in twigs and rustles in the bushes.

“Ya know YN you’re the only hunter I know that refuses to wear contacts during a hunt. It’s ballsy.” Dean observed.

“Well you’re the only hunter I know that looks hot as fuck in glasses and maybe you should wear them more often,” if he thought you were ballsy, Hell, you’ll just put it all out there.

“Did you just flirt with me,” he kinda gave off an annoyed flair, with that shake off his head and crinkle in his lips.

“Go big or go home,” you stopped dead in your tracks and pushed him up against a tree.

“Your move, Winchester.”

“There’s a hound from Hell loose and you want me to make a move?” He growled low and squeezed your arms to your side.

“If you’re just going to talk, Dean,” you shrugged him off and took two steps from him before he spun you around, pulled you flush against his body, and kissed you roughly.

A snap in twigs caused you both to jump and to your chagrin the hell hound was fifteen feet from your line of sight.

“Later?” You cockily asked and he growled a “hell yeah.”

*Requested - Rocket and the reader are listening to music and Rocket realises he likes the slow romantic music best because it reminds him of you. Hope you like it guys 😄*

“What about this one?” You ask him pressing the play button.
Rocket listened intently to the tune playing through the head phones and screwed up his nose slightly when the heavy electric guitar seemed to rip his ear drum apart. Rocket didn’t like the way the music scream at him.
Peter had tasked you with finding something Rocket liked because he was sick of listening to Rocket complain about his music taste. He had thrown the Walkman at you and said not to come back until Rocket ‘took a shine to something’. Quill was dead set on not giving up his beloved music.
“I’ll take that as a no then?” You laugh and skip to the next song. There’s a crackle of static before the next song starts.
Rocket liked this one more than the first one but he would still rather sit in silence.
“Nah, it’s too shouty.” He lowers the headphone and looks up at you. “This is so pointless, why does Quill even care?”
“Music means a lot to him… He wants you to like it too. Plus you never quit complaining about the music he puts on.”
You say skipping to the next song on the tape. “Come on, third times a charm.”
Rocket raises an eyebrow and slowly puts the headphone back to his ear.
This song was slow and meaningful. Nothing like the others that you had played for him. Rocket liked the calm sound and the lyrics seemed to talk to him.
'Fooled Around and Fell in Love’ He glances up at you still listening to the music. His lip curls up into a small smile.
“You like this one?” You ask. “Never had you pinned as a romantic.”
“It’s nice,” He shrugs “reminds me of you.”
“Of me?” You were taken back by his bluntness. He shrugs again and looks away, humming along to the music.
“No secret to anyone that I like you..
I don’t just let anyone this close you know?”
“You like me? Like…'Fooled Around and Fell in Love’ like me?”
“Yeah, guess you can say I love you.” He laughs quietly and scratches behind his neck. You were suprised by how cool he was about what he was saying. “Don’t worry,” He laughs again. “I don’t expect you to feel the same. Just pointless hiding it when it’s obvious to everyone else. Bound to be brought up sooner or later.”
“Rocket I… I do feel the same I just wasn’t expecting this today.”
“You do?” He looks back at you a little suprised.
“Of course I do, why do you think I’m always around you?”
“I don’t know, just thought you were babysitting me or something for Peter.”
“What? You’re no kid Rocket, definitely more man that Peter anyway.” This makes Rocket laugh and lower his headphone.
“I’m probably going to be terrible at this but, do you want to dance with me? You don’t have to, hell, I wouldn’t blame you I mea-”
“I’d love to Rocket.” You cut off his rambling quickly. “I’d love to dance with you, I don’t think I’m a great dancer mind you”
He stands on the bed and holds out his hand. You take it with a smile and stand up. He is level with your hight and you’re able to look into his eyes. You turn the volume up on the Walkman so the music can be heard quietly when you take the headphones off. You place the Walkman on the desk out of the way.
You and Rocket begin to rock back and fourth to the music. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and sighs contently. When the music stops Rocket pulls away and smiles. You lean forward and place a kiss to his cheek.
“Maybe Quill’s music isn’t as bad as I thought.” Rocket smirks leaning in to kiss your lips.

“So, you found something? What does he like?” Quill asks when you and Rocket reappear from the bedroom.
“We did, he likes the slow stuff.” You say looking at Rocket with a wink. “Helps him 'concentrate’ on his weapon making.”
“Figured, should have known the raccoon would be boring.”
“Call me Raccoon one more time and I swear Quill I’ll weld you to the wall of the ship!”
“I’ll shave you!”
You shake your head and walk over to the ships speakers. You place the tape in the machine and turn up the volume making sure to pick a song you knew Rocket would like.

What has Anti so on edge? We’ve never seen him like this. He’s always been pretty calm just giddy and diabolical, now he’s very clearly angry, but why? I mean I get the fandom has mocked him, but he’s a powerful being so why should he care? He seems most annoyed by us claiming to control him (No strings attached). Maybe we have more power over him than he’d like to admit. Seems to me like and attempt to make the fans feel weak and powerless when in reality we are not. Just throwing that out there. (Sorry Anti, love you, but I am most certainly not weak.)

Late Nights With Derek

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Title: Late Night With Derek

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Word Count: 1,034

Warnings: fluff

A/N:  This wasn’t requested by anyone, but I felt the need to write this! I hope you guys enjoy this fluffy fic! Feedback is welcomed & appreciated!

You stayed up night after night, until you eventually passed out on the couch.  You waited for Derek just in case there was a hard case that he needed to talk about.  You also just wanted to see him when he came home.  You didn’t fall asleep on the couch every night.  Sometimes you would drag yourself to bed, tossing and turning throughout the night.  In some instances, if Derek came home after you had already fallen asleep on the couch, he would wake you up and drag you to bed.

When Derek came home, you were already asleep on the couch.  Derek could feel the same pang of guilt in his chest.  He knew you didn’t like to sleep in the bed without him.  The agent sauntered up to the couch and rubbed your shoulder.  He almost didn’t want to wake you up, but he had missed you dearly.

Your eyes fluttered open as you took a long breath.  You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, a small smile unfolding on your lips.  “Hey Derek, “ you greeted in a small voice.  “How was work?”

“Let’s not talk about my day [Y/N],” Derek spoke, plopping down next to you.  He rested his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his arms.  The agent pressed a kiss to your forehead.  “Tell me about your day.  Anything happen at the flower shop?”

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Word count: 954

Part 1

“What are you talking about?” You asked Elena, completely beffudled. You couldn’t even think straight because of all the alcohol you drank. It was one of many girls night out you, Bonnie, Caroline and Elena had. It was always funny, goofying around, and od course asking eachother inappropriate questions. Yeah it was true you didn’t have a boyfriend in a while, but hooking up with a guy for one night is not the best idea. Especially if you’re drunk.

‘Oh, c'mon! You’ll thank me later. No not later. Tomorrow.’ Elena said, putting her arm on your shoulder, laughing more than it was actually funny.

‘You guys are so drunk. And crazy’ you said and got up, heading to the restrooms. As if being drunk wasn’t doing any favours to you, you felt like someone’s following you. Watching your every step. Since the moment you walked into Mystic Grill to the moment you ordered your first drink. You tried to convince yourself it was just in your imagination and a consequence of too much alcohol in your blood stream.

'Guys, I think I’m gonna head home.’
'Already?’ Caroline asked, pouting.
'Yeah, I don’t feel well and I have to get up early tomorrow.’
'Party pooper’ Elena said, and danced at the same time. You just laughed before taking your jacket and your purse, walking out of the Grill, chilly spring breeze hitting your face. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you walked through dark-ish streets of Mystic Falls.
You’ve never walked this slow in your life. Thank god you weren’t wearing heels because who knows how the hell you’d get home. Maybe with a broken ankle. Or barefoot. Yes, definitely barefoot.

You finally reached your house, taking out your keys and unlocking the door, stumbling over your own feet.

'Dammit!’ You mumled, throwing your purse on the couch and took off your shoes. Entering your bedroom, you took your clothes off and put on your PJ before heading to the bathroom to brush your teeth. Suddenly you hear a noise. Like someone knocked over a lamp.

'Hello?’ You asked, now fear going through your body. 'Is anybody there?’ No response. You quickly rinsed and went to your bedroom, getting into your bed.
Minutes passed and you tried to forget about what just happened so you turned off the light and rolled onto the other side, falling asleep.

Even in your sleep you felt like someone’s right beside you, watching your every move, even whispering something in your ear or touching your arm, painfully, touching your arm. You quickly opened your eyes and you could’ve sworn you saw a dark figure standing in front of your bedroom window. You shook your head and went back to sleep, trying not to think about it anymore because it would either keep you up all night or make you call someone to keep you company until you fall asleep.


'You guys are rude’ you almost whispered, hungover taking over your body. Every word, every step, every whisper just felt too loud. Hightened.
'There, now you know how vampires feel when everything is heightened’ Caroline said, laughing.
'Ha ha, very funny.’
'Hey, that guy over there’ she pointed at him (wow), 'is looking at you. Like all the time.’ You turned around and smiled at him.
'Maybe I should-’
'No!’ Bonnie snapped at you, making you, Elena and Caroline look at her in confussion.
'Why not?’ You asked.
'Remember that guy Damon and I met in prison world?’
'You mean the one who killed his own family and is a complete sociopath?’
'Bingo. That’s him. Kai Parker. So, y/n, stay away from him unless you want to end up like his family did.’
'Noted.’ You said, assuring Bonnie you’d stay away from him, feeling frightened now more than ever because you had nothing to protect yourself with. Well, you did have magic. Bonnie taught you some of the spells, but you were far from being as good as Bonnie.

Girls left, leaving you alone at Mystic Grill. You need some time on your own. You were writing something in your notebook when you heard a male voice.

'Hi gorgeous’

You looked up and saw him. Malachai freaking Parker. The worse of the worst. Your heart started beating like crazy, even though you kept telling yourself to calm down. He would never do anything that would make him to reveal himself in front of all these people. Right?

'I… I gotta go.’ You stuttered, trying to get up, but his hand gripped your shoulder, feeling the pain you’ve never experienced in your life before. It made you sit down again, squirm under his grip. He let you go after a few seconds, the pain completely disappearing.

'What… what the hell did you just do to me?’ You gasped.

'Oh, I just siphoned some of your magic. Thanks for that btw. Hey, how do you know Bonnie?’ He asked, taking some of the leftover fries you had on your plate.

'Siphoned? What does that even mean?’

'I just showed you what it means, duh.’ He said, laughing, crossing his arms.

'Yeah, I don’t have time for this so..’ you got up but he caught your arm again, this time without siphoning.

'Tell your friends, if I don’t get what I want, I’ll siphon every single part of magic you have in your body and let me tell you, it doesn’t end well. Oh and, thanks for that little part of you. It was very refreshing.’ He said, getting up and walking out of the grill, leaving you stumped and very confused. You grabbed all your stuff and quickly went to Salvatore’s house, knowing everyone will be there.

*Requests are Open*
Spencer Reid Imagine: I’m Flirting With You
Warnings: None
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Send me a number from the list and the name of the person you’d like it with, it can be pretty much anyone!

Stumbling out of the way-too-full Elevator, files carried clumsily in the grasp of both hands, you struggled the way into the main area of the B.A.U, fate-tempting you with the possibility of letting the documents fall out of your grip and across the floor, leaving you with a vision of papers everywhere, luckily, that hadn’t happened just yet. As you finally reached your already cluttered desk, your arms faltered for a moment and the collection of folders slipped through your fingers, hitting the top of your desk. The large sound causing heads to turn momentarily, a passing Garcia pacing her way to your desk to observe the chaos you had just caused.

“Stupid folders anyway, It’s 2016, someone needs to put this all online” you grumbled to yourself, resulting in a chuckle from Garcia as she started to help somewhat recollect the scattered information.

“Actually y/n, it’s going to be a long time before this information is going to be transferred online, they won’t trust me even though I am clearly the best at what I do, they’re still scared someone can hack me, I mean could you believe it, someone hacking me? I-” You shot Garcia a ‘you’ve been rambling for ages’ look and she closed her mouth and picked up the remaining documents.

“Thank you” you sighed, placing the gathered files onto the floor under your desk to get to later, “It’s been a long day, and yes I know it’s only nine, I couldn’t even get my coffee from Rocco’s this morning” Garcia faked a gasp before her phone started to buzz,

“It’s Genius boy, I better go take this, it’s too loud in here, you know where to find me” she winked and slipped away from the busying room leaving you to deal with your morning solo.

There was no case to take this morning, so you had little to do, Prentiss and Morgan were discussing something with Hotch and Reid hadn’t shown up yet so
you decided to visit your friendly neighbourhood technical genius.

“We need to stop meeting like this” you whispered slipping through the door to Garcia’s very bright, very colourful, very Garcia’s, room of technical magic, pausing  as you saw she was in the middle of a phone call.

“Yeah, that’s such a good idea Spence, she’ll really appreciate it, maybe she’d even get the hin-” she stopped instantly when she saw you stood there with a quizful look scratched across your face.

“H-H-Hey y/n” she spoke an emphasis on your name, “Okay well I better go, see you when you’re here, bye Dr Reid” she forced out down the phone before shutting it off to greet you.

“Am I interrupting?” you offered slipping onto Garcia’s desk next to her, pushing a couple pens out of the way.

“Oh no, it was just Spencer, you in need of any wisdom?” she flirted spinning in her chair to look at you, giving you a subtle wink as she did so.

“Oooh, Spencer huh? Is there something going on there, not that I blame you, he’s so dorky but I so would y'know,” you laughed as Garcia’s eyes shot up. “What?” you giggled, “Its just a little crush don’t give me that look” Garcia faced formed a smirk as her phone buzzed once more, she took a few moments to read the message before she spoke,

“Maybe you should tell him, he’s a really nice guy” her words usually would have been light hearted however, her serious tone gave you second thoughts.

Moments later the door swung open making you jump slightly and nearly slip off the desk. “Morning Genius” Garcia smirked, spinning around in her chair to greet him.

“Morning” he retorted only glancing at Garcia for a second before his eyes switched to you.

“Hi y/n, here I, I got you this” he smiled, his arm outstretched to see a coffee in his hand, “Pumpkin spice, just how you like it, I even got it from Rocco’s” he beamed, like a small child proud of himself, as you took the plastic cup from his hand, shuffling along and offering the space next to you on her desk as a seat.

“Here I’ll be back in a second you two wait there” Garcia smiled to herself as she took a random file and left the room, letting silence fill the space.

Looking down, you noticed that not only had Spencer gotten the barista to scribble your name across the cup but also a quickly drawn heart. “nice” you giggled, leaning ever so closer to Spencer and pointing to the heart.

“Oh, I er, yeah, I thought it would be cute” he blushed after his words and scooted a bit closer to you, so his shoulder was almost touching yours. “Garcia mentioned on the phone, you’d had a bit of a rough morning so I decided to make you feel better, you light the room up when you’re happy, without you happy the B.A.U can be really boring, I guess” he paused to look at you “I guess you lighten my day”.

“Spencer, what’s going on with you today? You’re not like this usually” you questioned watching him bit the inside of his cheek. You, like him were a profiler, a good one, it only took a millisecond to read him, the cheek biting suggests he was holding onto something he didn’t want to say.

“I’m flirting with you” he breathed, causing you to turn to look at him before looking down at the drink. “I really like you y/n, and I know that I’m not good with his feelings”

It was Spencer’s turn to look down and as he did so you took the opportunity to kiss his cheek gently, feeling his cheeks heating up under your lips. You ran a hand over one of his much bigger ones. You took a sip of your coffee before speaking, “This coffee is great, maybe tonight after work we could go get some more?” you offered intently watching as his eyes lit up.

“Yeah, definitely, I- I would like that” he smiled, pausing for a moment before placing a small kiss on your cheek in return. “I would really like that”.


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Part 23

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‘I- I don’t know, I don’t feel like myself anymore. I don’t feel- happy.’ She muttered, a smile disappearing from Bonnie’s face.

'You’re not happy with Kai?’ She asked.

'I think so. Don’t get me wrong, I love him with all my life, I really do, but I would give anything to have my old life back where everything was normal. Sort of. Life where I was a witch, having fun with learning all the new spells or hanging out with you guys. It felt like something that would last forever, but somehow I just don’t feel it anymore.’ She trailed off. It felt like someone just shoved a stake into my heart and twisted it a couple of times. Her words hurt more than I expected, but then again, I wasn’t too surprised because she meant the world to me and I couldn’t imagine my life without her. My life without her would be plain, boring, with nothing to hold on to and I needed her by my side. She has been my rock since the very beginning and losing that rock would make me walk easily in any direction that looked appealing, a direction that would maybe change me into the man I used to be. I swallowed hard and kept listening to them, trying to burry the words that hurt my entired body, causing the most aching to my heart. She wasn’t happy with me anymore. All this time I thought that I was doing everything right, trying to keep her happy, taking care of her in every way possible, but at the end, none of that mattered anymore. There was one thing she was right and the one thing that has been going through my mind the entire time, from the moment I laid my eyes on her. She deserved someone much better than me. Someone who wouldn’t keep getting her life in danger and that’s exactly what I have been doing. I hurt her so many times, the first meeting between us, being the first time I laid my hand on her as I siphoned her magic. I would do anything to change what I did to her but I was also incredibly happy, because she forgave me.

'Did you tell him?’ Bonnie asked as I tried to hold back the tear that was forming in my eye, a small lump suddenly finding its way inside my throat.

'No, I- I can’t hurt him like that.’

'You have to. I know how you feel about him, but you’ll hurt him even more if you keep pretending that you’re happy. I’m sure he would understand.’ Bonnie trailed off. I swallowed hard and kept looking down at my feet, processing the words that just came out of the girl I love with all my heart. I wanted to slowly walk into the room and talk to her, ask her to tell me everything that has been bothering her, I wanted to be there for her, but I knew that the best thing for her was if she could have somehow get her old life back.

I slowly and quietly walked downstairs, being very careful so they couldn’t hear me, not even my breathing as I walked into the big living room, an older furniture placed neatly all around the room. I found Damon sitting on the sofa next to the fireplace with a drink in his hand, a warm light from the fire illuminating his face and making the bourbon in his glass look as if there were stars swimming inside it.  I approached him and insecurely sat down on the couch in front of him, crossing my arms as I couldn’t stop shaking my leg from being too nervous and trying to find the right words, how to begin and ask him probably the biggest favour, a man who hated me and probably still does.

'We need to talk.’ I managed to speak up and looked at Damon as my hands started to shake, unsure if he would be willing to help me.

'I’m listening.’ Damon muttered.

'I want to- I want to compell her. I want her to forget about me and everything I did. I want to erase myself from her mind so she-’ Kai stuttered and stopped, a tear escaping my eye, my emotions suddenly flooding to the surface. 'So she doesn’t have to be unhappy. I want her to be happy and to be free. To have… a normal life again, where she could do what she always loved to. Making leaves fly, changing flowers, enjoying her magic and the only way for that to happen is if she forgets that I ever existed. It will be better for her.’ I trailed off and ran my fingers through my hair, thinking twice if this was exactly what I wanted. Damon rolled his eyes at me and shook his head before he placed an empty glass on the table.

'What is up with you guys and having the urge to compell people’s memories away?’ Damon asked, complete annoyance in his voice.

'You did it once and it didn’t go very well, did it? I want her to be happy ok? I love her and the only thing I can do is to give her what she wants.’ I trailed off, looking directly at Damon. 'You didn’t see how happy she looked when she showed me one of her favourite ways of using magic. How she placed her hand above a rose that used to be full of colour, but suddenly lost all of her petals. She moved her hand around and that same rose became beautiful again. The smile on her face was the most beautiful and the most precious thing I have ever seen in my life and frankly, I would love to see it again.’ I trailed off and a small smile flashed across my face for a split second before it disappeared again, replaced with sadness and worry.

'And what exactly does she want?’

'She wants to be a witch again. She wants her old life back and I can give her that if-’

'You can’t. Compulsion won’t make her a witch again. She’ll remain a vampire but without her memories of you. Is that what you want?’ Damon uttered, crossing his arms, leaning back a little bit, his back pressing against the soft sofa. He kept a serious face, waiting for my answer and as if he was studying my face expression.

'I would be the happiest man alive if she could keep her memories of me, of all the things we went through together, even the bad ones. That’s life, I guess. I would be devastated if she just forgot about me. I was a big part of her life after all.’ I let out a deep sight, my fingertips brushing over my knuckled as my fingers somehow dug deeply into my skin, leaving small marks on my palm. I relaxed a little bit and snapped out of my mind, focusing on what Damon had to say.

'Then go out there and look for the damn cure, if that’s what you want the most and I know her, maybe more than anyone, I know that she will never forget it. She will forever be grateful and you should always remember that. Ok?’ Damon uttered, his face expression serious, maybe a dash of worry splashed across his face. By his words, I was finally able to see how much she meant to him, how much she wanted her to be happy, just as I did.

'Why are you helping me all of a sudden? You wanted to kill me.’ I asked quietly, my fingers intertwined with one another, my cold fingertips ocassionally touching my palms, making shivers roll down my spine.

'I don’t know man, she’s like family to me. I want to help her and if you really want her to be a witch again, you know what to do. The cure.’ He said quietly and tapped his fingers on the arms of the sofa, a small hint of smile visible on his lips.

'You mean, a cure for vampirism? Is that a thing?’ I asked, furrowing my eyebrows in confussion and curiousity, a dash of hope colliding through my body.

'It is a thing, even though you might have to travel somewhere far from here to get it. If you manage to recieve it, you will get what you want. What she wants and hopefully, she will be happy just as she planned to be, except she won’t be able to become a vampire ever again or be healed with vampire blood.  She will be just as before.’

'That’s what I want.’ I stood up and was ready to take a step away from Damon, but he gripped my arm strongly, causing me to turn around.

'If you give her the cure, make sure she’s ok.’

'I will. Always.’ I tapped Damon on his shoulder and smiled. Oh and, please don’t let her leave before I come back.’

'She’s going to wait for you, don’t worry.’

'Thanks man.’

Kai trailed off and stormed out of the house, taking the car as he drove off to the exact place where he could find what he was looking for. Your happines was all that Kai wanted and he was prepared for everything. Everything it takes to keep you by his side and that would happen if you got your old life back.

2 days later

You walked up and down in your room with a hair brush in your hands, your fingers slightly tapping the handle, nervousness traveling through your body because there was no sign of Kai for the last two days and you definitely weren’t used to it. He has always been right there by your side whenever you needed him or when he needed you. It didn’t matter that two days ago you told Bonnie how you don’t feel as happy with Kai as you did before, you still loved him and wanted to be sure he was ok.He was your first true love, the first person who believed in you and was there for you when no one else was and you couldn’t just let that go so easily.

'If you keep walking like this, you’ll make a hole in the floor. Damon’s going to be so pissed.’ You stopped tapping your fingers and stared into the wall for a few seconds before you finally turned around. Kai’s tall figure was leaned against the door frame, his famous smirk splashed on his face while his hands were tucked into the pockets of his pants. You had no idea what to do. Your body was completely frozen as if someone has put a spell on you and as if someone has kicked all of the air out of your lungs.

'I- Shit.’ You muttered and finally managed to find the strenght to move, your legs and every particle in your body carrying you towards Kai without any hesitation, dying to wrap your arms around him as if you hadn’t seen him in months. His arm wrapped around your waist while the other one laid gently on the back of your neck, pressing your head into his chest, your arms gripping around his body. 'I’m so sorry, Kai. For what I said, I- I know you heard what I said to Bonnie.’

'How do you- Damon!’ Kai rolled his eyes and bit his bottom lip.

'I- Shit.’ You muttered and finally managed to find the strenght to move, your legs and every particle in your body carrying you towards Kai without any hesitation, dying to wrap your arms around him as if you hadn’t seen him in months. His arm wrapped around your waist while the other one laid gently on the back of your neck, pressing your head into his chest, your arms gripping around his body. 'I’m so sorry, Kai. For what I said, I- I know you heard what I said to Bonnie.’

'How do you- Damon!’ Kai rolled his eyes and bit his bottom lip as you looked up, your eyes meeting his. He gently brought his hand up to your face and tucked a small lock of hair behind your ear, his touch so gentle and warm against your skin, making you realize how you would have never been able to spwnd your days without him, because your heart really was beating for him only.

'I don’t know why I said it. I- I do miss my old life but, you are what’s the most important to me and I would like it to stay that way.’

'It’s ok, you don’t need to apologize for it. I get it why you said that. It did hurt but, as long as you’re happy, I’m happy, even if that includes us having to be seperated.’

'We don’t have to.’ You cupped his face and brushed your thumb over his bottom lip and his cheek, his scruff slightly tickling your fingertips. 'I will follow you to the end of the world if I have to.’ Kai chuckled and looked away for a split second before his eyes met yours again. 'I will do anything to keep you in my life and not having to be afraid of losing you every time I do something stupid that might push you away from me.’

'You are never going to do anything that will push me away from you. Not even if you decided to become an emotionless vampire again, I’ll be there for you and bring you back every damn time and I will do anything to make you happy. That’s why-’ he took out a small black box out of his pocket, hesitating a little bit, somehow feeling unsure if he should give it to you, but he eventually did place it in your hand, resting lightly against your palm. 'I got you this.’

'Kai- what-’ you swallowed hard, your hands slightly shaking because for some reason, a dash of fear invaded your body, but got replaced by happiness.

'Just open it.’

You walked over to your bed and sat down, Kai following your steps as his hand rested on your back, rubbing small circles in it. Your fingers trembled, slowly opening the box, only for your eyes to see a small capsule filled with red fluid. Once you realized what was in front of your eyes, you quickly looked at Kai who had the biggest smile on his face, but that smile slowly faded away when he saw a tear streaming down your face.

'Hey, hey! What’s wrong?’ He asked, concern in his voice.

'A cure… you brought me a cure for vampirism?’

Kai looked at you befuddled, his brows furrowing as he was expecting a different reaction from you. A reaction that would show how delighted you were because you would get what you wanted from the moment you became a vampire.

'Yes, I- I thought that’s what you wan-’

You interrupted him with a deep and passionate kiss. A kiss filled with lust and fear but also such love for each other, your lips colliding together as if both, you and Kai were scared of losing the other half if you pulled back. You hugged him tightly, your head burried in his chest, staining his shirt with your tears, his fingers brushing through your shiny hair, giving you comfort.

'You want me to become human again?’ You said quietly, your voice shaky from crying, your lips plump from all the tears that touched them.

'I want you to be what you want to be. A witch. I want to give you a chance for your old life. A life where you were happy and didn’t regret for all the choices you made, where your tears were replaced with your chuckles and your smile that always lit up the room. I want you to be happy.’ He trailed off and kissed away your tears, his lips brushing against yours a few times, getting a taste of your tears.

'As long as you’re with me, I’m happy, you know that.’

'I do, but this way, you can have everything you want.’

'Is that why you were gone for two days?’ His hand rested on your waist, his fingers brushing against your bare skin.


'You didn’t have to do that.’

'I would do everything for you. For my girl. Because I love you more than anything.’ His words cut deep into your mind, making your tears flow to the surface even more, slowly rolling down your cheeks.

'I love you so much, Kai. I always have and ways will. Remember that.’

'Always.’ He pulled you in for a gentle kiss, his fingers wiping away your tears. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself down a little bit before you reached into the small box and picked up a small capsule. You held it in your hand and kept observing it, as if it was some foreign object and needed more studying just so you could be sure that it will do you no harm. You lifted your head up and looked at Kai who’s eyes were focused on you, carefully watching your every move.

'Ok.’ You broke the top, revealing the red liquid as you brought it to your lips, letting it trickle down your throat and into your body. Not even after a few minutes, your head started aching and you didn’t even have the chance to speak up as your vision went blurrier with each second, Kai disappearing from your sight. The only thing that was in front of you was pure darkness. 

Imagine requested: Princesses

Imagine Brett Talbot is the father to one of your preschooler’s, and it surprises you because you hadn’t seen Brett since your Senior year which was half a decade ago, and you were absolutely stunned when he walked in with his little girl for Teacher Meeting Day. You had to act as if you hadn’t even realized it was him, and waited if he would realize you first.

“Hi there beautiful, what’s your name?” You ask playfully with the adorable little 4 year old girl. She giggled and says her name is Avea, and smiled widely, “Well I’m Ms. (Y/L/N).”

“Avea, baby, what did I tell you about going off without asking me first?” You froze only for a second hearing his voice again after so many years. It still had its heart fluttering effect on you but you had to remember that his werewolf senses probably could detect it, so you tried to breath calmly.

Brett told you about his supernatural powers back in junior year, at first you were totally freaked and didn’t talk to him for weeks on end, absolutely afraid, but when he saved you from a flying arrow at archery practice, you felt the flutter of your heart beat again when he was around so you made up with him, and since then you were his best friend. How he didn’t realize your feelings for him is still a mystery to you.

You took a soft breath, and you straightened your posture, and turned around to see him, his blue eyes still shimmering brightly as they did the last time.

“(Y/N)?” He asks, looking taken back and all around stunned to see your face once again. It makes you smile to see he’s remembered you after so many years.

“Brett,” You confirm his question, and smile widely as he smiles back, “It’s been so long, is.. is this your daughter?” You take a slight step away so the little girl is in full view, and is shyly looking up at the two of you.

“Yes, my little princess.” He bends down for a moment, easily picking her up, and in the moment you take a glance at his arms, that was your biggest weakness for him when it came to his body in high school other then his amazing personality, “How’ve you been (Y/N)?”

You smile and nod a little bit, “I’ve been good, got my degree last year, and this is my first year teaching, guess this is a small town after all.” You look around seeing the other parents and children walking, all curiously looking around the classroom of yours.

“Yeah, yeah it is.” He smiles softly, and glances down, maybe to your heels, and you smile to yourself.

“Well, I really should get going to talk to the other parents, but I’d love to meet your wife or- or girlfriend soon.” You nearly slap yourself for stuttering or even bringing that topic up, but you just had to get rid of the curiosity.

“I actually don’t have a wife, or girlfriend, just me and my little Avea, aint that right princess?” He nuzzles his nose into her cheek making her giggle, and it made your heart grow a little more closer to your old feelings for him at how he treated his little girl.

“Oh, oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring it up-”

“Ms. (Y/L/N), may you start the presentation, please?” One of the impatient parents asked, and you nodded, apologizing, and gave a smile to Brett and his daughter, going to the front of the class to start speaking.


It was a few hours after all of your new students and the parents left, and all of the Teacher Meetings were over, and everyone, even Brett and his daughter had left, and you leaned back in your desk chair, taking your bobby pins out, ruffling your hair because your hair was too tight for too long and it was starting to hurt. And you were nervous all day since these were going to be your first students so this was your first Teacher’s Meeting Day, and Brett made you even more nervous since you wanted to look good since you succeeded at what you had wanted to become.

“Mrs. Devan said you might be in here.” You sat up quickly, and tried to fix your hair but he had already seen it down and ruffled, so you gave up, leaving it partly messy. He was without his daughter, and your mouth opened before you could think.

“Hello, Brett.” You smile slightly, and got up from your chair, “Where is Avea?” Brett nodded behind him before speaking.

“She went to dinner with my mother tonight since that was her plans with her for her birthday, but it happened a little sooner.” You nod, understanding.

“Was there a question you forgot to ask earlier, or?” You trailed your sentence a little, waiting for him to finish it and answer.

“Oh, uh, yeah, there was.” He stepped a little closer to you. The thought of his werewolf senses popped back into your mind and you tried to keep your heart rate steady so he wouldn’t know you were nervous, “I miss you, (Y/N).” He spoke lightly as if he were worried someone else would here, and he raised his hand to your cheek, and you swallowed to try to keep your breathing down.

“I miss you too, Brett.” You sigh, closing your eyes. You missed him, a lot, and you leaned in, hugging him. After a second, he hugged you back tightly, “I’m sorry.” You say gently, pulling away after you were done hugging.

“For what, princess?” You laughed at that, remembering your nickname he’d given you so many years ago.

“For that argument we had before I left.” It was right after senior prom, right before Graduation, and you two hadn’t talked since. It was over him being too over- protective of you, and you thought it was because of the supernatural issues, but really it was because he was jealous of your former boyfriend that took you to Prom.

“It’s nothing now.”

“No, it’s still something, why were you so upset?” You asked, your curiosity getting the best of you still.

“I was jealous, okay?” He leaned in and kissed you passionately, taking you off guard, making you hold your breath. Brett pulled away slowly, and you opened your eyes slowly.

“Wha-what was that for?” You asked, absolutely stunned.

“I love you, (Y/N), and I tried to get over it, and I thought I did get over it, but when I saw you today, it was like, I don’t know, every emotion I thought I got rid of, just came over flowing, and-”

You leaned in, getting confidence from when he said he loved you, and kissed him gently to stop his rambles. He held his breath this time, and pulled away slowly a few moments after.

“I love you too, Brett Talbot.” You whisper onto his lips, looking into his eyes.

He closed his eyes slowly, and then they opened again, showing his real eyes. They were bright, beautiful red, and you waited to ask him later about his Alpha status, but now you leaned in and kissed him again, him kissing you back gently.


☆ Jellal Fernandes ☆

           Requested by Anon

this was written about a year or so ago on my old tumbr so sorry if it sucks 

plus thats my gif so yeah

word count : 1,158

AU: You suck at math and you’re assigned to a tutor

Luke AU- Math class


I sat impatiently, glancing at the clock wavering over my teachers head. Only 4 more minutes until I’m out of here and on my way to pizza and a Teen Wolf marathon. I tap my fingers rather impatiently as my teacher recites our homework and a review on what we learned the lesson. Boring.

The bell finally rang and I hopped out my seat as fast as I could. Just as I approach the door I hear my teacher say,

“Y/N, may I please have a word with you?” So close.

“Yes Mr. Collins?” I replied with as little annoyance as possible. To be frank, he creeps me out and happens to teach the worst subject on earth, math.

I hear a sigh emitted from him before he started the speech I knew was bound to be told sometime soon.

“Y/N I’m not going to sugar coat this for you. You’re obviously intelligent and have a very high IQ. I’ve seen your grades in your other classes and you’re extraordinary. How come you’re struggling so much in math?”

I looked down ashamed. I knew I wasn’t doing well and that this speech was coming up sooner or later. I was just hoping for the later.

“I apologize for my lack of effort Mr. Collins. Math has never really been my strong point, but I promise I’ll study harder and get my grades up.”

“There’s a small problem in your plan Y/N and that small problem happens to be the fact that you’re behind on work and failing. I have already contacted the office and they’ve assigned you a tutor from the grade above-”

I cut him off as soon as I heard the word tutor. Extra homework I could deal with but never in my life have I been told that I need a tutor nor do I need one.

“Whoa, whoa. Listen Mr. Collins, I appreciate that you’re helping me in this and I am grateful. I truly am. But a tutor will not be necessary.” I argue calmly.

“It’s for the best Y/N. His name is Luke and he happens to be waiting in the office right now. I hope you don’t mind staying another hour in the library. Finals are coming up and you’ll need to get back on track as soon as possible if you don’t want to fail. Good day and I will see you on Monday.” Mr. Collins says as he packs up his briefcase and I storm out.

Who does he think he is telling me I must stay another hour with some senior who’s probably either laugh at how horrible I am at Math or not even bother helping me.

I quickly make my way to the office and look around for my supposed tutor. Though the only other person in sight is this guy who is a bit shorter than me and looks like he’s aging 10 years with the amount of anxiety reeking off of him. Though the whole situation pissed me off to a whole new level, he seemed quite nice and I didn’t want to put him off with my grumpy mood so I smiled slightly and approached him.

“Hi! I’m (Y/N). I’m guessing you’re Luke? My math tutor?”

“No actually that would be me.” I turn my head towards sound of the deep voice and came face to chest with an extremely attractive blue eyed male.

“O-oh hi, I’m Y/N and you’re tutoring me in math but I’m guessing you knew that and yeah.” I rambled as I feel my cheeks burn a cursed red. Luke chuckled silently and held out his hand.

“Hi Y/N, I’m Luke but I’m guessing you knew that.” He shot a wink at me which didn’t help my burning cheeks. “Okay, so come on. Let’s go get started.”

We made our way towards the school library in silence and found a quiet table in the far corner of the building. I sat down next to Luke and took out my book, calculator, and pencil. I opened up the book to correct page and we started working.

I must admit, it’s pretty damn hard to think when you’re sitting next to Luke. He has these beautiful blue eyes that I tend to stare into for a bit longer than normal. If I get something correct, he’d always grin showing his prominent dimples. And his lip ring. His lip ring makes me contemplate stabbing myself with a pencil and then run into a concrete wall. When he takes it between his teeth it makes him look so kissable I can’t help glace at his lips.

“Hello? Y/N?” Luke waved a pencil in front of face and I jumped in surprise, not even realizing that I was zoning out.

“S-sorry, what were you saying?” I licked my chapped lips as he chuckled at my distant behavior.

“I was saying maybe we should  get to know one another a bit more. I’d like to know who I’m tutoring… Also because I don’t think you’re really paying attention to my tutoring anymore. We could just finish up these papers tomorrow if you have time.”

My heart started picking up its pace slightly at the mention of us hanging out tomorrow. I know it’s only tutoring but hey, let a girl dream would you?

“Umm sure, I don’t mind being interrogated.” I told him with sarcasm which caused him to chuckle. And in that moment, I swear, the world simultaneously died. I cleared my throat and adjusted my seat so I’d face him. He brought his chair closer to mine and began to question me.

“What’s your favorite song?”

“I don’t have one. It depends on my mood.”

“Good answer. Okay, when’s your birthday?”


“Hey! I’m older than you!!”



"You do realize that you’re a senior and I’m a junior right? You’re a year older than me.”

“Well, yeah. But- I don’t know. Maybe you got held back?”

I laughed at his awkwardness and scooted closer to him. I think he noticed because his eyes darted down to the small space parting our chairs.

“Okay, what’s your biggest fetish?” I arched my eyebrows and looked at him.

“Definitely blue eyes.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah… I find them gorgeous.” I said not even ashamed that I was staring straight into the never ending depths of his clear blue eyes.

“I quite like Y/E/C”

“Do you now?”

“Yeah… I find them gorgeous.” He said staring into my own eyes. His trailed down ever so slightly to my lips before looking up again and swiftly closing the gap between us.

The kiss was gentle and sweet. His lip ring poking slightly at my lips as we kissed. It soon turned into something a bit more yet he still managed to keep it soft. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his pull me closer to him. A small thump made us jerk apart and we both look up to see a bashful looking librarian.

“Oh don’t mind me. I’m just putting away these history books.” The lady said as she turned around the corner but not before winking at us and saying “Just make sure y'all act smart alright? Remember; you can’t go wrong if you shield your dong.”

I coughed and stood up awkwardly, grabbing my stuff in a messy haste. Luke’s laughter got me to look up him smiling like the goofball he is.

“So, you still up for tomorrow?”


Okay, this was my first AU DON’T HATE ME IF IT’S SRSLY BAD BC I TRIED OK.

oh and if you liked it please reblog and maybe even for me as botm !! it takes two seconds and itll make me really really happy.