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Crushes

Request: Hi it’s me again I just had the cutest idea ever!! Could you to a middle school au where the reader has a crush on TJeffs and the reader puts a note in his locker and loses his cool over it?? I think this is cute af and I think you could do it really well thx luv you!!

Warnings:  no n e

Tags: @abi-sans05

Time Period: modern?????? Yeah

Notes: h ah - enjoy this piece of garbage m’dudes. I tried my best. and honestly i just wrote this like how my school schedule was in middle school

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“Admit it, Bruce” - Batman x Reader (NSFW)

Thank you VERY MUCH @craftersdust :). I’m a bit self-conscious about my writing, because I’m French, and I know sometimes I don’t phrase things right, so thanks. 

And here’s for your request, of course, very NSFW :

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-Oh hello, I’m Bruce Wayne, I never have fun because I’m the dark knight, and someone dark cannot smile, like ever, and…

-Are you done ?

-Honey, I’m just warming up.

For the past ten minutes, you had annoyed your husband by (very badly) imitating his voice and just stating all of his flaws (mind you, you thought he didn’t actually have many). You accentuated your annoying behavior by tapping regularly with your fingers on the counter of his bat computer, while he was trying to concentrate.  It wasn’t just because you wanted to annoy him that you did it though, he totally deserved everything. He was refusing to accept that he was wrong, and you were right, and it bothered you because that happened way too many times. He hated being wrong. You knew it, this time his stubbornness just annoyed the Hell out of you. 

-But I can stop if you…admit you were super jealous. 

-I wasn’t jealous Y/N. At all. Why would I be jealous of a guys like that ? 

-Mmmm…Because I used to be in love with him and that he’s very attractive and successful ? Funny and smart ?  

He refused to look at you, but you saw quite distinctly his jaw clenching. You smiled, oh this was gonna be fun. 

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Freak

“That was completely out of line, Sherlock!” John yelled. Sherlock had felt the tension from the moment he deduced at the crime scene and all the way home. He had had a bad day, so his deductions were rather scathing. He’d thrown insult after insult at everyone, and, mistakingly, at John. He hadn’t meant to, but he was just there.

“John, I -”

“No, Sherlock! You’re done talking. What you said to everyone - to me - no. I don’t have to take this shit anymore.”

“Anymore?”

“Yes, Sherlock. I’m leaving.”

“Come now, John, I’m so-”

“No you’re not. When are you ever sorry for anything?”

Sherlock flinched as if slapped. “John…”

In the heat of his rage, John turned from facing the kitchen and shoved Sherlock to the ground. Sherlock looked up at John, fear evident in his eyes.

“John, please -”

“I said you’re done talking, dammit!” John hissed.

Sherlock looked away, refusing to let his tears fall.

John is leaving. John is leaving him. John is leaving because of him.

“Please stay,” Sherlock whispered. “I - I need you.”

“They’re right you know,” John mumbled. “I always tried to defend you when they talked, but they’re right. You’re nothing but a -”

“Freak,” Sherlock’s voice croaked. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe.

The one thing he always loved John for is that he never found him to be anything other than extraordinary. But now … Now it hurts.

“I’m going to pack my things, and I’m leaving. For good. I just - I can’t take this anymore, Sherlock. Don’t come looking for me, don’t tell Mycroft to do surveillance, just don’t try to contact me. I’ve had enough.”

John trudged upstairs, leaving Sherlock to sob on the living room floor.

He’d really done it now. He’d messed up the only good thing in his life, and now he could never get it back.

Sherlock wiped his face and brought his hand to his left trouser pocket, pulling out a black box. He stared at it for a while until he couldn’t anymore and threw it across the room. He wrapped his arms around himself and let the tears fall freely. At the sound of the front door slamming shut, he lay down and curled into a fetal position as he silently cried out his sorrows.

John was gone.


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Sons of Lawrence #13

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, Ruby, Jo Harvelle, Elen Harvelle, Bobby Singer, Meg Masters, James Novak. 
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Word Count: 2,861
Warnings: Angst, language, medical jargon
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.
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“This isn’t a fairy tale, Mr. Winchester,” Doctor Novak stated matter-of-factly. “Y/N suffered extensive internal damage. I can’t tell you long it will take because I don’t know how long it will take.”

Standing next to Dean’s hospital bed, John had his arms crossed and a scowl on his brow. “I don’t expect immediate results, doc. But there’s gotta be something that can be done.”

James Novak crossed the room and turned on the lights of the x-ray panels on the wall. He opened a large manilla folder and pressed the film up until it got stuck. He ran a finger along the outline of Y/N’s skull. “When Y/N got thrown from the bike, she hit her head. Now, the helmet saved her life, but it also did some damage,” he cleared his throat before continuing. “Along with a severe concussion, the impact resulted in a hematoma. In layman’s terms, clotting of blood outside the blood vessels.”

Mary, who was holding her son’s hand, asked, “Is it serious?”

Doctor Novak nodded. “It can be very serious if a hematoma occurs inside the brain. Unfortunately, that is what occurred. The clotting can cause pressure to build inside the skull, which is a factor into why she lost consciousness. Hopefully that won’t last too long. We went in and drained what we could.”

“What else?” Dean rasped, his throat raw from having a breathing tube removed earlier that morning.

Another piece of film was slapped up. “There was a lot of scar tissue from what had been repaired 3 years ago. This time, she was stabbed more than once. Add in the internal damage from the accident and the loss of blood, Y/N is looking at a rough recovery.”

There was a collective heavy sigh between the Winchesters as Dean pushed his head into the mountain of thin pillows.

“Thank you,” John murmured and held out his hand for the doctor.

James’ lips pressed into a thin line as he shook John’s hand. “Y/N was on a lot of my cases over the past year; she’s an amazing person. I promise that I’ll do everything in my power not to lose her.”

He went to leave the room, but stopped suddenly and rummaged in a pocket of his crisp, tan jacket. “I almost forgot,” he whispered.

Mary held out her hand when James approached and extended a fist. The ring she had given Y/N the other day fell softly into her palm. She choked on a sob and almost crumbled under the weight of John’s hand on her shoulder.

“You’ll get that back to her, Mare,” John promised, his own voice tremulous with emotion.

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Something Special

Thomas Shelby x Reader

Summary: After a family meeting, the boys tease Tommy about marriage. Aunt Polly predicts he’ll find Mrs. Thomas Shelby soon.

Word Count: 2678

Warnings: Smut and cursing.

A/N: I honestly hope you guys enjoy this random idea that kept me up until 4 A.M.


The Shelby family remained lounging in the wager room after a family meeting. You sat on the stairs below Ada, who was plaiting a braid into your hair. You considered yourself fortunate that the family thought so highly of you. You were neither related through blood nor marriage, but they’d kept you close nonetheless.

Polly had been worried about the recent deals Tommy had been making. She’d done some digging with the help of Ada and the Londoners could not be trusted. You’d only mildly helped by pretending to be a flapper girl interested in a couple of “businessmen”. You were entirely too good at conversation.

The family meeting turned into quips. John had begged the point no one else could have gone undercover except for you because all the other girls were married women; all except Ada, but John claimed she was still a grieving widow.

Arthur took a stab at Tommy’s love life. He claimed he’d never find a woman at the rate he was aging.

“It’s not his age,” Ada roused from the stairwell,” it’s his goddamned moodiness.”

Laughter bellowed from everyone but Tommy, who was eyeing you with a look that didn’t forebode well with you. However, you’d never had trouble staring danger in the face. A smile tugged at the corner of your mouth and you turned your eyes away.

“Is it because you can’t get a girl off, Tommy?” John prodded him. “Or is it too small?” He grabbed at his junk. Ada and you groaned.

Polly slapped John,” Shut it, John. Your brother will find a wife in due time.” She glanced over at you, which caused you to look down at the floorboards. “Won’t you?”

Tommy didn’t even flinch. Arthur piped up before Tommy could reply,” She’s gotta have something no other woman has.”

“What, like three tits?” John leaned in. Esme seemed unamused from her seat next to John. You couldn’t help but laugh. Laughs were not in short supply around the family.

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Twin surprise

Tommy Shelby x Reader

Request: Hey I love your writing. Can you do one were you catch Tommy cheating on you with Grace and you leave but you went to tell him that you were pregnant with twins and then a few years later you end up going back to Birmingham


You loved him, you did. But it wasn’t working there was no spark there, not anymore. You had been together since you were 15 and he was 17 since you were kids everyone knew you would be together. Polly never did stop going on about that time you two got married in the mud in the back street of your house when you were 5. ‘Meant to be’ everyone said. Maybe you were, but it wasn’t the same as it was when you were kids.

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Kidnapped

Request from Anon:  Sherlock x reader. Jim kidnapped The reader who is also Sherlocks wife. She’s been missing for weeks and he’s done unspeakable things to her

So I wrote this a bit differently, I hope it works. I’d appreciate any feedback, I am really on the fence about this one. Thanks to @igottomuchfreetimeonmyhands for beta-ing and for the words of encouragement! Enjoy xoxo - Sarah!


Hour One

Sherlock twisted the gold wedding band on his left hand and looked anxiously around the room. Officers and detectives alike were scurrying here and there. Lestrade had a phone glued to his ear and was barking out orders to anyone who would listen. His stomach churned with unease and he had to keep swallowing down the bile threatening to rise in his throat. He replayed the scene that he came home to just an hour ago.

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We’re All Mad Here - Part Five

(Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four)

Submitted by Alice

As Ada continued to chatter in your ear, and the Shelby brothers kept playfully ragging on each other, you tried to snap yourself out of it.

If Michael could sit there completely unfazed, ignoring your presence, then you could do the same. You could be just as unaffected as he was…or at the very least you could pretend. You could be charming and funny and completely indifferent.

“All I’m saying is that if Esme asks me to take her to the Anne of Green-Gables film one more time, I’m going to lose my mind. There’s only so much a man can take, you know!” John was shaking his head, twirling a toothpick round and round in the corner of his mouth. You tuned into the conversation.

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Brummie girl Camden Town

Alfie Solomons x reader

Request: Could I request #3 with Alfie Solomons??

Author’s note: I’m sorry this was so rambly :( I hope you still enjoy and please give me feedback.


Not many people left Small Heath to go pursue education, you only knew of a handful of people that had and only one of which was another women. She pretty much inspired you. You always excelled in class and when it reached the time of finishing school you decided you would apply to university. You applied for the University of London and a month later you were packed up and moving down to London to study Accountancy and English Literature. The whole of Small Heath was buzzing that one of their own was going off to bigger and better things. Luckily for you, your childhood friend John and his brothers were in London quite often so he assured you and your mum that you would be well looked after. You moved into a small apartment on the edge of Camden town.

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