“warming up”: or, “in which LAX bros are unintentional wingmen”
When Bittle returned from his run, Jack knew almost immediately that something was wrong.
From the kitchen, he could hear the front door open and close. But where there normally would have come a cheerful greeting from the hallway there was only silence. When Bittle didn’t come into the kitchen or even pass by the doorway, Jack stood and poked his head into hallway, concern itching at the back of his neck.
His heart skipped a beat when he saw Bittle on the ground. It took a second for Jack to register that Bittle had removed his shoes and socks, and was clutching at his bare feet.
“Hey, Jack,” Bittle said softly, not looking up. Moving closer, Jack could see that the many layers of clothing Bittle had worn for his run were soaked through. Bittle was trembling from the cold, wet hair plastered against his forehead.
“Bittle, what happened?” Jack was almost certain it hadn’t rained in the hour Bittle had been gone.
Can you write a imagine where Chuck Clayton from Riverdale want to go on a date with the reader but ahe always reject him and then he just write her name on the playbook and her boyfriend Reggie sees it and they have a huge fight? It’s up to you if they will break up after the fight or get together
Word Count: 1,683
“Still a no Y/L/N?” Chuck asked as he leaned over your lunch table.
“Yes and always will be” You said with a glare. Poor Chuck couldn’t take a hint. He had been asking you out for months now even with knowing you were seeing Reggie but that didn’t seem to phase him. Your answer was always no but he just kept pushing, to him it was like the end of the world that a girl was saying no.
“Come now babe, we both know that I’m better than Reggie”
“Are we talking about the same person? Because I don’t think so” You huffed. He was annoying you and it didn’t help that all of the football teams eyes were on you two. A glare came across Chuck face as the team started to laugh at his failed attempt once again. You still didn’t understand how they could go behind Reggie back and let something like this happen. Didn’t they care at all that their captain was trying to take away one of their girls.
“Why are you such a bitch?” Chuck let out, anger clearly showing on his face now as he eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was in a straight firm line. He was getting sick of rejection.
“You heard me the first time. All I ever have been is nice to you and this is how you replay me? Get off your high horse and see what’s in front of you” Chuck snapped as he crossed his arm, earning some looks from others in the room. This was getting bigger then any other interaction that you guys have had before.
“Maybe if you weren’t such a dick and a fuckboy I could consider but I guess we both aren’t getting what we want are we?” You stood up from your seat maybe just a little to fast as your water bottle knocked over and spilled right into Chuck’s lap.
“You bitch” He yelled as he stood up, his navy pants now rocking a shade of black. You didn’t feel a bit of guilt as people throughout the cafeteria started to laugh. It’s not like you meant for it to happened but you didn’t regret it either. “You’ll pay for this Y/L/N, just wait” With that Chuck stomped out of the room full of laughing people. You didn’t think anything of his words at the time as Chuck was a guy that mostly talk and never do but boy were you wrong. You just didn’t expect it to be this.
When Chuck walked out of the cafeteria he knew what to do. You may have been denying him to his face but that could only be for the public eye as you were pretty much with Reggie. He knew that’s how others could see it even if it wasn’t the truth. So Chuck went to the only thing he cared about. The only thing that truly matter among the football team and the guys in this school. When he was done with it he couldn’t wait to see your reaction but more importantly Reggie because at the end of the day Chuck Clayton always got what he wanted.
"Go Moose!“ All of the locker room was chanting and cheering. Moose had just revealed the latest details of his most recent hook up and the team couldn’t be more excited. This meant one thing and that it was time to mark it down.
“Here” One of the guys said as he threw the book into Reggie’s lap. He was Moose best friend so he might as well do the honours. Reggie grinned and flipped open the book, flicking threw all of the filled out pages of different girls names and their points. This was nothing knew as they had did it many times before but something caught Reggie eye as he went to right down Moose new score. It was Chuck’s name but more importantly your name was right beside it.
Chuck- Y/N Y/L/N (8) Girl who always said no finally said yes or more like “More Chuck”
Reggie’s eye shotted up from the page, going straight for Chucks slight.
“You slept with my girlfriend?” Reggie asked, standing up from his seat from the bench. Throwing the book to the side no longer caring about Moose’s hook up.
Chuck laughed and spread a smirk across his face.
“What can I say Reg? No one ever says no to Chuck Clayton not even your precious girlfriend.”
“My girlfriend really?” Reggie shouted not knowing what to do. How could his friend betray him like that but most importantly how could you? He loved you but was he not enough? “I can’t believe you did this” Reggie was pulling the ends of his hair. He didn’t like this one bit and with the whole team staring at the two he couldn’t help but feel as something was missing. Why would you even sleep with Chuck?
“You couldn’t just leave one girl alone! You had to go after my girl” Reggie said still shouting. He was full of emotions and didn’t know what one to express. Chuck just shrugged his shoulders
“You know Reggie maybe if you treated her right she wouldn’t of came crawling into my arms”
“Go fuck yourself”
“Maybe I’ll get your girlfriend to do it” With that comment Reggie lunged towards Chuck ready to bounce on him. Anger was clearly the emotion that wanted to come out. Just when he was about to land a hit he was pulled back by Morse and one of his other teammates.
“Don’t, just go talk to your girl” Moose said not even glancing at Reggie his eye fully on Chuck knowing he had done something. Reggie just nodded his head and pulled away from the boys. He was in disbelief as he left the locker room to go in search of you to find out the truth but Reggie started to wonder as he made his way down the hallway if he really wanted to get to the bottom of it.
You glance up from your reading spot as you heard footsteps come closer.
“Hey Reg” You said quickly trying to put yourself stuff into your bookbag so you guys could go. You always sat down at one of the lunch tables and read or do homework when Reggie had practice. When Reggie didn’t answer you looked up.
“You alright?” You asked but you could see he really wasn’t. He looked angry and his fast heavy breathing was a dead giveaway that something wasn’t right. “Are you planning on saying anything or are you just going to stare at me?”
“Why did you sleep with Chuck?” Reggie blurted out which left you speechless. You just blinked at him not knowing what to say. All Reggie could do was stare at you with hard eyes but you could see the pain that he was masking.
“Wait what?” You asked not sure if you did hear him right, did he really think you of all people hook up with Chuck.
“You had sex with Chuck! Why? You’re my girlfriend, why did you feel the need to go cheat on me with one of my teammates. You could’ve just said if you didn’t feel this way”
“I never hook up with Chuck, where in the world did you hear that?” You pursued, Chuck had to get revenge some how and you thought this was it.
“It doesn’t matter” Reggie huffed
“That’s bullshit” You said as you stood up, crossing your arms you met eyes with Reggie. “So please enlighten me on where you heard this false news”
“Are you joking?”
“Well Chuck was lying wait now a book?” You were confused for a moment why would it be in a book.
“Just forget that part now”
“No! I want to know the truth. Chuck had been asking me out for weeks and I kept saying no, this have to be some kind of setup”
“Weeks?” Reggie shouted, he knew that Chuck had asked you once thanks to some of his teammates but he didn’t think it was a still ongoing since you guys were now dating. “Man” Reggie rubbed his face with his hands. This was news to him. “It’s a book my team has of some of our hookups and when I went to put one in for Moose I notice your name. Chuck put it there and you can say I wasn’t happy”
“I wouldn’t be either if I thought you cheated so” You didn’t know what else to say. It was all up to Reggie on how the rest of this all went. It was silence as Reggie process everything in his brain.
“Did you think I really cheated?” You whispered, out of the whole conversation that was the one thing that was bugging you. Reggie sighed then looked at you with a half smile
“No it just, the thought of you even sleeping with him made my blood boil, you are my girlfriend now and I just.. I love you. I can’t handle the thought of you loving someone else.
“Reggie” You let out as you walked closer to the tall boy, placing a hand on his cheek.
“I love you and I promise you that I didn’t sleep with Chuck, you can asked so many people and they will tell you that I can’t stand the kid”
“I’m sorry for accusing you”
“I understand why you did it, don’t worry” Reggie placed a soft kiss on your lips and held you in his arms. He was happy that you two were good but now the problem came with Chuck. His captain and someone who he thought was his friend lie to him and try to ruin his relationship. That didn’t sit well with Reggie and he knew something had to happened but right now he would enjoy this moment with you in his arms because even if your hair was all over the place with the wind there was no way anything could not make you look beautiful
Summary: After what happened with Moose and Midge, Reggie is worried when you aren’t picking up your phone.
GIF Not Mine
“What can I get you?” You asked the occupant at the table. A notepad in your hand ready to note down the order. Tonight you were helping out at Pop’s along with the rest of the Vixens.
“I will have a strawberry milkshake and your number.” You smiled once you heard the familiar voice. Looking up from the notepad, you saw Reggie sitting in the booth with his arms lazily resting on the back.
“I don’t think my boyfriend would be too happy about me giving my number out.” You teased.
“Boyfriend? Well he must be one lucky guy.” Reggie smirked as he checked you out. He was admiring you in your short shorts and crop top with the Pop’s logo on.
“Oh, he is.” You leaned forward and whispered in his ear with seduction. Reggie pulled you down so you were sitting on his lap.
“God I wish we could go back to yours tonight.” He pouted.
“So do I but my parents aren’t leaving till the morning.” You told him. Reggie was about to suggest sneaking in but you were already one step ahead of him. “Before you suggest sneaking in, no. My parents already hate you.”
“Hate me? Everyone loves me. I’m a lovable person.” He feigned shock. “Look, how about this. You meet me at my car in five, yeah? I just gotta give something to Moose.” You bit your lip and nodded before getting up to tell Veronica you have to leave.
With a bit of persuasion you managed to get out of waiting tables tonight. You strolled over to your boyfriends car, him already sitting in it, and slid into the passenger seat. Reggie greeted you with a kiss once you were inside. “So, what did you have to give Moose?” You asked once you managed to pull away from the kiss.
“Don’t worry about it.” He answered before he tried to kiss you again but you pulled away.
“It’s jingle jangle, isn’t it?” You lowered your voice conscious of prying ears.
“Relax, babe. I just got him some. I’m not doing it. I swear.” Reggie promised. You gave him a questioning look, not fully believing him but you knew he would never lie to you.
“You best not. Promise me you’ll be careful.” Reggie gave you the scouts honour signal with an earnest look which was good enough for you. “Now, where were we?” You raised your eyebrows suggestively before positioning yourself so you were straddling him. A hungry look replaced Reggie’s previous look of earnest and began peppering your neck with kisses which led to him passionately kissing you on your lips. The clear windows of his car were now steamed up as the two of you made out.
After Reggie drove you home you went straight to sleep, turning your phone off so you wouldn’t get disturbed. The next morning you were woken up, rudely may you add, by insistent banging on the front door. You acknowledged the time and your parents should be gone by now so you had no idea who was at the door. When the banging wouldn’t stop you threw your cover off and made your way downstairs, rubbing your eyes to rid of any sleep. You opened the door not noticing who it was. “Whatever it is, this better be good. You interrupted my sleep.”
“Thank god you are okay.” A familiar voice greeted. Before you could say anything his lips met yours.
“Of course I’m okay. What’s going on Reg?” You asked, you were now concerned once you saw the scared look on your boyfriends face. He led you to your couch in the living room and sat you down, holding your hand as he did.
“Moose and Midge got shot last night.” He divulged. You gasped bringing up one of your hands to your mouth in shock. “They’re okay though. They’re alive. I was- I was just worried that something happened to you when you weren’t answering your phone.”
“I’m okay.” You hugged him, running your hand through his hair. “I switched my phone off so I could sleep. I shouldn’t have done that. What with a killer on the loose. I promise it will be on at all times and I will pick up the phone right away.” You assured him. Reggie stared at you lovingly, a smile forming when he noticed that the house was quiet other than the two of you.
“So, your parents are gone now, huh?” He asked suggestively. You nodded understanding where he was going with it. The smile changed to a grin as he playfully tackled you on to the couch, laughter filling the room.
For the record, Reggie Mantle had broken up with me 2 months ago, but for him it’s only been a month. For the first month after the break up he constantly called me and provoked me. He wanted me back, he didn’t want to believe that we were over. But we were and there was nothing he could do. People drift apart but when it’s only one of you that feels it, your heart breaks for the other person. That’s how I felt about Reggie.
Summary:Sons of Anarchy meets Supernatural. In this AU, the Winchesters run the most notorious biker gang in Lawrence. They traffic illegal drugs, weapons, and anything else that makes them money and keeps them on top. Characters in this chapter: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Crowley, Jo Harvelle, Mary Winchester,Balthazar, Michael, Gabriel Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader Word Count: 2,104 Warnings: Language, casual drug use, angst, someone gets stabbed. Author’s Note:This series isn’t going to be light and fluffy. It will include explicit language, explicit sexual content, casual use of illegal drugs, explicit canon typical violence.Miss the beginning?
With the tension thick in the air, everyone took their seats at the table quickly. Dean sat in John’s chair and started the meeting in the same manner as his father; skull ring tapping on the table.
There was no point in beating around the bush. “Dad’s been put into a medically-induced coma,” Dean admitted, his voice weary from keeping his emotions under control. There were murmurs of confusion, so you elaborated further.
“With the bullet’s location, placing him in the coma was the only choice they had. It sounds like a death sentence, but believe me when I say that it’s John’s only chance of survival,” you added quickly, hoping to keep the gang from getting riled up.
Several men turned and glared at you darkly. “Where were you when he got shot?” demanded Balthazar, his accented-voice dangerously low.
Request: DeanXReader , Dean has a bad day after a hunt and the reader comforts him and stay by his through his anger and screaming and at the end of the day Dean says to the reader “you’re the reason i don’t go to hell everyday” :x
A/N: I love Dean so I hope you enjoy
Warnings: angst and fluff, making out?
The door creaked open and you looked up to see Dean storm through the door, Sam following through slowly. You caught Sam’s eye as Dean stomped past you without a word, which was unlike him.
Sam shook his sadly,” We couldn’t save the kid. Dean blames himself.”
“Of course he does,” you sighed,” thanks Sam.”
He nodded as you left to find Dean. Eventually, you found him in the library with a bottle of Scotch.
“Hey love,” you whispered as you sat next to him.
You felt him tense when you placed a hand on his on his shoulder. He shrugged it off and downed another shot before growling and throwing the bottle across the room, shattering it on the wall.
Anon Requested- hi! i’m not sure if requests are open, but if so, can you do this? sam and dean find the reader - who’s young, like around 14ish - on a hunt and she’s totally cool about killing things that go bump in the night since they killed her family, so the boys just kind of ‘adopt’ her as their little sister? just some big brother fluff and some stupid humor is all i’m looking for. thank you!
Warnings- mentions of death, swearing.
A/N- This was a really nice request to write, no angst, nobody dying, just big brother fluff.
You were sat on a hard, plastic chair waiting to be questioned. The room was chilly and silent, the only noise was the ticking of the clock placed on the blue wall. Sighing you placed your head in your hands, how could this have happened?
Your mother was a hunter, not the one that hunted animals, no she hunted the supernatural. She only did salt and burns, or the occasional witch now and again, but when you were born she stopped hunting anything that could harm you.
Summary:Sons of Anarchy meets Supernatural. In this AU, the Winchesters run the most notorious biker gang in Lawrence. They traffic illegal drugs, weapons, and anything else that makes them money and keeps them on top. Characters in this chapter: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Crowley. Mentioned: Ash, Bobby Singer, Garth Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader Word Count: 1,596 Warnings: Language, angst Author’s Note:This series isn’t going to be light and fluffy. It will include explicit language, explicit sexual content, casual use of illegal drugs, explicit canon typical violence.Miss the beginning?Italics are flashbacks.
It was during a meeting the next day, one that Y/N was sitting in on, that an unexpected visitor dropped by.
He waltzed in without even knocking. “Hello, boys,” he rasped, cigarette-tainted voice gruff cutting through the smoke-filled room like a knife.
John stood tall, anger coursing through him. “Crowley,” he greeted the new arrival with a firm handshake. “We weren’t expecting you.”
The shorter man shrugged and shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his black jacket. “Heard what happened to Sam,” he stated simply, eyes scanning the room until they landed on the youngest Winchester. “How you doin’, Moose?”
Sam bristled at the nickname no one had been able to convince Crowley to stop using. “Right as rain,” Sam ground out.
“Glad to hear it,” he lied as he started walking deeper into the room.
“What do you want, Crowley?” John demanded. He was still pissed at his sons for going behind his back, but the fact was that one of Crowley’s men shot his son.
“What?” Crowley feigned offense. “Can’t I drop in on my old friend?”