Your duties as maid of honour were fairly simple: maximise alcohol and minimise stress, keep an eye on the bride-to-be, and above all else, have things under control. You’ve promised yourself to keep this wedding a fuckup-free zone, anticipating smooth sailing from the moment you land in Antigua. When danger emerges on the horizon in the form of a denim-clad devil dressed in Gucci and gold, things take a turn—nothing in the MOH handbook has prepared you for what to do in the event that you unwittingly sleep with the best man.
summary: Cas gets transformed into a fluffy black kitten on Halloween and Sam and Dean take a little while to realize…👻
Halloween was kind of a curse, especially in the Men of
Dean would be lying if he said that weird things didn’t
happen just a little more often on the thirty-first of October. Their first
Halloween, Sam had spent the entire day uncontrollably weeping. Sure, Dean had found
it kind of funny after the initial concern had worn off, but then an hour
later, when Dean’s own eyes had gone puffy and red, he’d naturally been a
little more eager to race for the books. Whatever the curse had been, it’d
broken after midnight, and then with their mutual eagerness for repressing the embarrassing, they’d
never talked about it again.
The second Halloween at the bunker had proved to be just as
trying. Fifteen vengeful spirits had emerged from their resting places, all
hellbent on courting Cas. Dead women had stalked Cas everywhere, tearing the
bunker apart with their squabbling as they’d fought each other for his
affections. That Halloween, Dean had been especially grumpy, and after Cas had
wondered aloud if the spirits could simply be put to rest if he went along with their flirtations, not only had Dean found, salted, and burned all of the women’s
remains, he’d also accomplished the said task within a whopping total of
thirty-one minutes. In fact, Dean’s research skills had been so admirable that
day that Sam had been green with envy for the six hundred and sixty-six hours that
had followed this remarkable feat.
So it was no surprise, really, that when the clock struck
midnight and Halloween reared its ugly head again, that upon discovering a
fluffy black kitten with blue eyes licking its paws and nestling on his bed, Dean
immediately called Sam.
And after that, it was all panic.
Cue Sam and Dean warily circling the bed, Sam with a net
clasped between his fingers, Dean with a bottle of holy water all ready to
spritz away every ounce of Satan that the kitten contained. Hell, they were
traumatized men, hardened from years of fighting Halloween battles, and they
weren’t letting the twisted holiday mess with them this year. With a jerk of
his head, Dean motioned for his brother, and after a bit of a struggle (notably
chasing the little devil as it evaded Sam effortlessly), the kitten was finally
Two minutes later, the kitten was staring up at them with pitiable
blue eyes, dripping wet thanks to how expertly Dean had handled his spray
bottle throughout the chaotic affair.
“Let’s kill it,” Dean said, and all it took for them to
abandon their murder plans was for the kitten to poke its nose into the back
of Dean’s hand and let out a tiny little Mew.
Request: By the lovely @sassy-and-classy-cowgirl, “Hey could you do one where the reader has a dog and she talks about it a lot, and to Bucky it seems like she has a boyfriend, but in reality it’s just her dog. Thanks!”
She walked into the kitchen and took my breath away as usual. I smiled at her as she approached me and sat down at the island.
“So what are you up to today Y/N?” I questioned casually, hoping that she’d say she was free. She grinned and turned to me.
“Well I thought that I was probably gonna go and hang out with Jasper,” she beamed.
“Who’s Jasper?” I didn’t recognize the name and was curious. Was he an old friend that I just didn’t remember her mentioning?
“Oh, he’s new around here and super cute! I was planning on taking him for a walk around central park to let him get familiar to the area,” she smiled. It was obvious that she was fond of this Jasper guy. All of my confidence deflated. I was planning on finally asking her out today. I’ve been trying to build up the courage to do so for months now.
“Oh well have fun, I guess,” I mumbled trying my best to sound sincere and failing miserably.
“You alright Buck? You seem off.” She reached out and touched my shoulder. My skin burned under her palm.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said and shot her my best smile. She must’ve bought it because she smiled back and stood from her seat.
“I’ll see you later? Yeah?” she asked.
“Sure,” I grumbled and waved at her as she walked to the elevator.
I didn’t notice Nat in the room until I let out an angry groan and she started laughing.
“You make it really obvious Barnes. Everyone sees the way you look at her. I’m almost positive that she likes you back. You should seriously consider asking her out,” Nat sang as she sauntered out of the kitchen. *******
Y/N had been going on and on about how great Jasper was for about two weeks now. I was entirely fed up with the guy and I had never even met him. It was obvious that she was infatuated with him. It was really a wonder that I hadn’t seen him around the tower with her before. She was chatting with Wanda in the living room when I walked in and sat down.
“-going on a trip,” Y/N said. I caught the tail end of her sentence.
“Is Jasper coming with you?” Wanda questioned her.
“Yeah, I bet my parents will love him!” She beamed excitedly. He’s already going to meet her parents? What the hell, they just met two weeks ago. I started to feel sick.
“The only problem is that I’m going to have to drive the whole way there and the whole way back here without any breaks,” she grumbled. This made me even more angry at this Jasper guy. He didn’t even offer to take a driving shift. Her parents live at least 10 hours away.
“Jasper isn’t going to drive at all?” I asked. She seemed amused.
“Well, it’s not like he could even if he wanted to,” she giggled and Wanda joined her. This guy can’t even drive? Is she seriously dating him? My jealousy overcame me so i decided that it was best to leave the girls to themselves.
I was fuming so I went to the gym to work off all of my pent up anger.
Y/N and Jasper had gotten back from their trip a week ago. It was around 4 o'clock when Y/N shuffled into the common room. She sat down next to me on the couch and started flipping through the TV channels. I glanced at her and smiled in greeting. She smiled back.
Her close proximity was doing bad things to my hormones. It was like my feelings for her grew every second that I was near her.
She started to ask me how my day was going but all I could think about was stupid Jasper. Every time I would try to have a normal conversation with her, Jasper would pop into my mind and ruin everything. He was like a parasite and I just wanted him to disappear.
“So do you want to train with me later? Steve says I need to work on my hand to hand,” she beamed. The intrusive thoughts of Jasper made my attitude turn sour. Before I knew it, I was incredibly jealous.
“I don’t know? Can’t Jasper train with you?” I snapped at her. Her eyes went wide.
“Bucky what is going on?” She questioned clearly shocked by my anger. I immediately felt bad for snapping but it was too late to backtrack now. It’s not her fault that she has a boyfriend. I can’t get mad at her for it.
“I’m just tired. I’m sorry for yelling,” I apologized. She didn’t deserve my anger. I just wanted to retreat to my room to wallow in my self pity in peace.
“Bucky wait! I know when you’re lying to me and you are definitely lying to me now,” she said firmly so I turned back to her and shifted my gaze to the ground. My mind was racing. I didn’t know what to say. It was true that I was lying to her. She could always tell. I sighed heavily and then spoke. I was going to come clean.
“It’s just- well it’s just that I really like you. I know you’re with Jasper and it’s not fair for me to be jealous when you were not mine to begin with and-”
“Wait, you’re kidding right?” She giggled and threw her hand up to cover her smile.
“Y/N this isn’t funny. I’m trying to be honest with you!” I said. The confusion was evident in my voice. Was the idea of dating me really that funny to her?
“Oh my gosh Bucky, you think I’m dating Jasper?” She asked still laughing.
“Yeah why? You make it pretty obvious,” I grumbled, her laughter was embarrassing me.
“Come with me,” she smiled and reached her hand out to grasp mine. Holding her hand felt so right that I wasn’t strong enough to pull away, no matter how annoyed I was with her for making fun of me.
She led me into the lobby of the tower and had F.R.I.D.A.Y call us a cab.
“Where are we going?” I asked still slightly annoyed with her but grateful that she wanted to spend time with me at the same time.
“You’ll see in a minute,” she stated.
The cab ride was short and we soon pulled up in front of her apartment building. She led me into the lobby and up to her floor. She swung the door open and a playful labrador puppy ran up to me and started nibbling at my jeans. I squatted down to pet the puppy. He was adorable.
“Bucky, this is Jasper,” she stated and my head whipped around to look at her.
“What? This is Jasper?” For a moment my brain couldn’t catch up with what was happening. I was dumbfounded.
“Now it makes sense why you wouldn’t just ask me out like Nat said you would! I thought you just didn’t like me back, while all this time you thought I was dating some guy named Jasper,” she was laughing even harder now than she was back at the tower.
“Oh my gosh and you actually meant it when you asked if he was going to drive to my parents house. I thought you were kidding,” she giggled but then looked to me stricken on the floor trying to comprehend what I just heard. Her laughs faded away and she reached down to help me stand up.
“Bucky, how could you not tell how absolutely infatuated I am with you?” She questioned and looked directly into my eyes. She held the sides of my face with her small hands and after raising her eyebrows in question and seeing me nod, brought her lips to mine.
I sighed into her mouth. It was better than I ever imagined it being. We broke apart only to breathe.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” I said as I rested my forehead against hers. She smiled and wrapped her arms around my waist.
“And to think that all this time I was jealous of a little puppy,” I said more to myself than her.
“Yeah yeah mister, now how about we discuss your obliviousness to my feelings for you over some food instead of in my living room. If I’m not mistaken, we have some lost time to make up.”
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Okay I didn’t want to watch the new “Will” tv series, but my boy Kit Marlowe is in it. And also, he and shakespeare kiss at one point so apparently this TV show has been reading my fanfic and basically I have to watch at this point.
This is so long overdue because I’m nearly 80% done with this fanfiction that’s almost 10 months in the works and I’m kicking myself for not getting this done sooner, so please enjoy a Matt Murdock oneshot!
Prompt: Reader is friends with Matt and has a crush on him, but doesn’t know he’s Daredevil. Somehow the two of them start talking about Daredevil and she says she has a crush on DD even though she doesn’t know who’s beneath the mask? And Matt decides to make a move as DD?