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“So, my question,” the fan started, smiling wildly as Jensen locked eyes with her giving her his full attention. “Hi,” she blurted out.

“Is that a question?” Jensen smiled sweetly.

The girl giggled before she started talking again. “No. Sorry. My question,” she cleared her throat. “It’s about Y/N, actually.”

Jensen bent over in laughter. This happened so often at conventions that she couldn’t make that he had almost come to expect it. He loved that this family loved her so much. It made his heart soar.

“Of course,” he laughed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Sorry,” the fan giggled. “So we’ve heard rumors that she might be coming back to the show, but we all know she just gave birth to your second child, Lincoln.”

Jensen smiled at her as she continued.

“Anyway, having just had a baby, it seems a little quick for her to be coming back to the show. So my question is, can you substantiate these rumors in any way? Give us a little glimmer of hope that our favorite Dean girl is coming back? We miss her so damn much,” the fan finished with a sigh.

Jensen bent over in laughter again, the corners of his eyes crinkling perfectly.

Before he could answer, you stepped out from behind the curtain carrying Lincoln and holding hands with your six year old, Jaslyn. The crowd gasped and then immediately erupted into wild, enthusiastic cheers.

Jensen turned to look at you, a smile on his face.

“Daddy!” Jaslyn squeaked and darted toward him. She jumped into the air, right into his arms.

“Hey bean!” he answered, kissing her forehead. “So these ladies want to know if mommy is going to be back on Daddy’s show soon. Do you know the answer to that question?” Jensen asked, handing her the mic.

“I do,” Jaslyn giggled, eyeing the crowd mischievously.

“And are you going to tell them?” Jensen prompted.

She shook her head swiftly. “I’m not,” she laughed handing the mic back to Jensen.

The crowd died with laughter. You couldn’t help but smile at her as you stepped beside Jensen and leaned into him, your mouth hovering over the mic as you pressed yourself against him.

“She’s good at keeping momma’ secrets, this one,” you winked at Jaslyn then smiled at the crowd. “But I’ll tell you this. You guys will want to pay SPECIAL attention to Ep. 21.”

The crowd screamed.

You laughed and held up a hand to stop them. “I’m not saying you’ll see me. I’m not saying you won’t. But you’re in for a big effing surprise,” you winked. “And it may involve…”

Jensen cut you off. “Okay. Okay. Shut up before you get us fired,” he laughed elbowing you.

You looked down at Lincoln with a smile then back at Jensen. “They wouldn’t fire a woman who just had a baby. That would be cruel.”

The crowd erupted.

You covered your mouth and raised your eyebrows, feigning innocence. “Whoops,” you giggled, winking at Jaslyn who was watching you with a huge grin. “Maybe you’ll hear more about it soon. Guess you’ll have to wait and see,” you shrugged.

Jensen pulled you and Lincoln close, kissing you firmly. “Love you,” he whispered against your lips.

“You more,” you responded, kissing him back.

“Mommy can I tell them the OTHER secret?” Jaslyn giggled in Jensen’s arms as she watched the two of you exchange a kiss.

“The one about Lincoln?” Jensen asked, looking scandalous.

Jaslyn nodded her head.

“Do it. They’ll go crazy,” you laughed.

She stole the mic from Jensen causing everyone to laugh. “Lincoln is gonna be on Daddy’s show soon. And it’s a big shock for daddy,” she giggled.

The crowd was stunned into silence before they started talking excitedly amongst themselves.

“Good job bean. That’ll keep em guessing for a while,” Jensen winked, fist bumping his daughter.

The crowd was buzzing with excitement at the possibilities that the end of the season might bring.

I apologize in advance. This is utter nonsense. I don’t even know. *facepalm*

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“I better leave now”
(WARNING: if you haven’t seen Season 4 there are spoilers!)

“Bjorn?” I called my voice carrying through the small house we called home. It was cozy and for the two of us it had been perfect. When I received no answers I wondered into the small bedroom where I found him. His head was buried into his large hands and his body shook. His broad shoulders were still wrapped in the furs from the morning and he looked like he had not moved in hours.
“Bjorn,” I called, softly this time, as if he were a bear I didn’t dare disturb. His hands fell to his lap and he clasped them together abruptly.
“What,” he spat his face lifting to look at mine, he was red with anger or maybe even sadness, and his body still shook. I started at him in shock, my mouth slightly agape.
“Are you just going to stare at me or are you going to say what you came here to?” He spouted angrily again.
I shook my head trying to shake off his foulness with me,” I came to check on you. Margrethe told me what had happened.”
“Magrethe told you, what exactly did she tell you? Hmm, that my father was murdered by a man he trusted? That he was thrown in a pit of snakes, hmmm? Let me guess, she told you how long he suffered too?” He yelled, he was spitting in my face with every word, but I dared not to flinch.
“Magrethe just told me what Ivar had said,” I whispered trying not to anger him further. He shot me a glare and stood, quickly brushing past me to the petite kitchen with quick steps. I took a deep shaky breath and turned to follow him. He stood in the kitchen with his back to me, the discarded furs were draped over a chair and he had obviously knocked over a few of the many pots in the room. I stood in the doorway trying to find the words to say.
“Bjorn,” my voice barely audible.
“ WHAT!” he screamed throwing the tankard he held straight at me. I quickly moved out of its way. I felt hot tears run down my face as my body shook in fear.
“I better leave now,” I decided quickly. I rushed for the door grabbed my furs from the sitting room. I could hear his large strides behind me as I approached the door. Grasping the cold handle and yanking the door open, I almost made it out. His sturdy hand quickly slammed the door shut and his burly body trapped me face first against the door.
“(Y/N), “ Bjorn whispered against my neck.
“Yes,” I questioned back, my eyes stinging with fresh tears. His breath was heavy and hot against my skin.
“Stay,” he slumped his shoulders and backed up off of me letting me turn to face him, his hand never moved from the door. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding, salty tears continued to pour as I looked up at him.
“I am sorry,” he stated, the regret clear in his face.
“It is alright,” I managed to stammer out.
“No, it is not, I scared you all because I was upset,” he retorted.
“Bjorn, you’ve just lost your father, I should have been more understanding,” I cooed my hands wrapping around his broad shoulders. The tears came slower now, no longer in fear, but for Bjorn and his brothers. I pulled him closer into an embrace, he wrapped his arms around me tightly and buried his face into my neck.
“Please stay,” he murmured against my shoulder.
“I will always stay, Bjorn. I love you.” I tightened my hold on his shoulders.
“And I love you, (Y/N).”

-Admin Magda
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Imagine Chris getting the first flight back to you.

A/N: Part 4! Ughhh, so much angst. Damn you, brain. Whhhhyyyyy? On a brighter note, how cute was Seb and Ava trying to save the day? (Talk about best friends for life.) You can read the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader - Masterlist’, ‘Little Ways Away - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3)

The line cut off and the dial tone droned; Chris stood there stunned with the phone still pressed to his ear. What had just happened? How did things go so wrong, so fast? His hand dropped to his side in defeat as his thumb ended the call on his end. He looked around his vicinity; he watched the strangers on the street, looking for someone- a sign, something- anything to tell him he was dreaming, that you didn’t just break up with him. You didn’t break up with him, you couldn’t have. The two of you had a life to live out together- there was a plan to follow, a destiny to fulfill…This was never part of that plan, he wasn’t meant to lose you. What had he done? Why did he call? Why did he say what he didn’t mean? There were a million questions that he wanted an answer to, but the most prominent one, begging for an immediate answer was “can I get her back?”

“Taxi!” Chris called as he held out an arm. He knew what would happen if he left without saying a word; he knew if he didn’t get back before he was due to film his next scene- Kevin, the Russo brothers, and his cast would have a fit; he knew all that, but he also knew none of it mattered if you were no longer a part of his life. “Hey, taxi!” He yelled again, catching the attention of a passing cabbie who sensed his urgency and pulled up in front of him.

“Chris!” Sebastian caught Chris getting into a cab as he came out of the bar the rest of the cast and crew were in. “Chris!” He called and jogged a few steps, trying to stop the cab that was pulling away from the curb. “Chris, wait!” He yelled and waved into the rear view mirror, but the cab was already on its way to the airport. “Where the hell are you going, man? You’ve still got my phone.” He mumbled to himself, pulling Chris’ phone out of his pocket to see that Chris had texted before he could call. “Y/N broke up with me,” he read under his breath then gasped, “what? I need to go sort things out, I’ll get your phone back to you later,” he continued then sighed. “I don’t care about my phone, just fix your relationship before it’s too late.” He wanted to text that back, but he didn’t knowing Chris was going through enough. He slipped Chris’ phone back into his pocket and returned to the bar to explain his best friend’s situation to the executive producer.

Chris found himself looking at your number, his thumb hovered over the call button. He knew if he called you now- even without his number- you’d just ignore his call; you were going to ignore all calls. He needed to see you in person, he needed to deal with this whole situation in person. He turned off Sebastian’s phone to rid himself of the temptation and just focused on what he was going to say to you when he got back to Los Angeles.

Sebastian’s pocket started buzzing before he could re-enter the bar, he narrowed his eyes as he pulled out Chris’ phone; ‘Ava’ popped up on the screen. Now he knew who Ava was because both you and Chris had told him a few times about your best friend and how she was a huge fan, but this wasn’t his phone. He stared at it for a little while more, then decided to answer hoping he could join forces with your best friend to help bring the two of you back together.

“Chris, oh my God!” Ava started rambling the second Sebastian picked up. “What the fuck just happened?” She asked and he wished he knew. “Y/N just left for work, but I’m pretty sure she’s crying in the stairwell- Are you okay?” He tried to talk, but she continued before he could. “Of course you’re not, she’s not either. I hope you do know you’re not actually broken up, so don’t go hook up with a stranger to spite her because that will actually end the relationship. Are you even there? Can you please say-”

“Not Chris,” Sebastian cut Ava off and her breath hitched in her throat because she recognized his voice. “He borrowed my phone and left his with me. He’s headed for the airport now to go back to LA to talk to Y/N, so I think we can relax.” Ava didn’t know what to say, she was still a little starstruck by Sebastian. Unlike you, this was the first time she’d spoken to a celebrity other than Chris; it made things more difficult because she had a bit of a crush on Sebastian. “Are you still there? Can you please say something?”

“Um- sorry, I’m here.” Ava cleared her throat, strengthening her shaky voice. “He’s on his way back?” She quizzed then smiled when she heard Sebastian noise confirmation. “Oh, thank God. I was freaking out, it’d be such a waste if they didn’t live happily ever after. I’ve never seen two people so happy together, their love is a love worth fighting for.”

“It is,” Sebastian nodded in agreement. “Which is why you’re going to have to keep an eye on Y/N until Chris gets there, make sure she doesn’t do anything she’ll regret. I know she’s not the type, but she’ll definitely attract guys who think she’s a damsel in distress. We don’t want any more misunderstandings and unnecessary complications, things are already messy enough.”

“I keep telling them to talk, but they don’t listen.” Ava sighed. “They always wait until the last minute when things are messy to sort it out. Do you even know how they got together? It was like a freaking movie, had me on the edge of my seat and wanting to rip all my hair out.” Sebastian laughed and Ava smiled, “anyway, it was really nice talking to you. I’m such a huge fan, I’m definitely going to scream into a pillow when I hang up.”

“It was nice talking to you too, Ava,” Sebastian smiled. “You take care of those crazy kids and I’m sure we’ll get to meet at their wedding.” Ava chuckled. “I should go, I gotta go do my job as Cap’s right hand man and save his ass.” Ava laughed then covered her mouth when she realized she was laughing too loudly. “He’s lucky Kevin’s rooting for him and Y/N, otherwise he’s going to be in a lot of trouble.”

“You’re a good friend.”

“So are you,” Sebastian replied then hung up, leaving Ava to do exactly as she’d told him; she screamed into a pillow. She looked up, laughing when she realized she’d scared Dodger. First, her best friend befriends then dates Chris Evans; second, Chris Evans’ adorable dog comes and lives with the two of you; now, she’d spoken to Sebastian Stan. If things weren’t so complicated between said best friend and Chris Evans, she’d be a lot happier.

The door opened and she turned, frowning when she saw you walk in. It’d only been half an hour since you left, so you must’ve changed your mind about going to work. You didn’t even throw a glance her and Dodger’s way as you walked to your bedroom, closing the door behind you. You’d texted Jack telling him you couldn’t make it, and was going to get a cab down to LAX to get a last minute flight out to Atlanta. You couldn’t just let Chris go like that, you needed to apologize and fix things before it was too late. All of it happened because of you, he didn’t do anything wrong; you were the one at fault. You had money, enough for a flight to Atlanta because that was what you’d been saving for with all your extra shifts. The original plan, however, was for you to fly down for to surprise Chris for his birthday- not this.

You stripped yourself from your work clothes and changed into your best red dress- the one you’d worn on your very first date with him. You wiped your tears, applied on some makeup, then fixed your hair. By the time you were done, you didn’t look like a girl who’d just spent half an hour crying in the stairwell. You slipped on your black heels and your trench coat, then stuffed your passport, wallet, and phone into a clutch before you walked back out.

“Whoa,” Ava breathed when she saw you; she was definitely worried about where you were going looking like that. “Um- what are you doing?” She asked, but you ignored her. “Y/N?” She followed you as you made your way to the front door. “Why are you so dressed up? Y/N-” she grabbed your elbow before you could leave and you stopped, but didn’t turn around. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going out, Ava,” you told her in a vague tone. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be back. Just- in a few days,” you mumbled under your breath and Ava grew incredibly concerned. “Relax,” you told her and she frowned, wondering just how she was meant to do that. “Take care of Dodger until I get back? There are some things I need to sort out before I know where he’s going to stay.”

“He’s not going anywhere because you and Chris-”

“I’ll talk to you later,” you pulled your elbow out of her grip then left before she could say anything else. You knew she would run after you so you rushed down the flight of stairs, hoping she would chase if she couldn’t see you. And she didn’t chase, but she did call after you; she didn’t know if you could hear her, but she had to try.

“Chris is coming to LA!”

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Part 5A

Say Something
                                   -  PART I

Kai Parker x Reader

WORD COUNT : 1 444 …

WARNING : angst…

(Events in this story take place after Kai turned into a vampire / witch heretic.
Kai and Reader are in a relationship ; One night Reader sees Kai kissing someone else at the Grill and shuts him out , but he is determined to get her forgiveness …)


Three days have gone by since the incident. He still didn’t know how that had happened. Kai loved Y/N and would never ever hurt her. Not intentially , anyways… but that’s exactly what happened that night at the Grill.  Some random girl had approached him and kissed him … and he hadn’t pushed her away , instead Kai had done the opposite and Y/N had seen it. The look of hurt and pain of her face , tears streaming down her face - he couldn’t get the image out of his head.  He had rushed after her , tried to talk to her but she had shut the door in his face , literally.
Kai wanted to apologise to her and he had tried more than couple of times over the past few days. Y/N just wouldn’t return his calls , wouldn’t reply his text messages. He had been to her apartment every day from sunrise to dawn, knocking on the door , sitting with his back at the door … without getting any response from her. She was inside , that he could tell. Kai could hear her crying and smashing things inside , using his vampire hearing.
He hated himself for the pain he had caused her.

Three days… That’s how long it has been. To Y/N it felt longer , as if she was in a nightmare and couldn’t wake up no matter how hard she tried.
Kai came by every day ,sitting outside her apartment door and sometimes she sat there too , on her side. Listening. Y/N wasn’t a vampire but sometimes when she rested her head on the door , she heard sniffles from the other side.  
Kai had also called her a few times , leaving voicemails asking for her forgiveness. Each time she broke into sobs listening to them , her heart breaking all over again.
The pain her chest was suffocating her. Kai might’ve put her through hell , but she loved him and missed him so much. It hurt her more being away from him than the memory of what he had done to break her heart.
A couple times Caroline and Bonnie had called her. Their calls she answered.  Y/N knew if she didn’t answer , things might get even worse. Despite the fact Kai had hurt her , she couldn’t stand the thought of something happening to him.
“Did something happen with … Kai ?” Caroline asked her , her voice worried.
“No. Nothing happened , Caroline.” Y/N had lied , putting on the best show in her life. “I just caught some nasty flu , that’s all. I just need a few days to recover , that’s all.” For all Y/N knew , the lie had been accepted as the truth by her friends.

The next day he decided to try again. Kai walked to her place and knocked on Y/N’s apartment door , his palms sweaty. He need to see her , hear her voice and was determinated to talk to her and ask for her forgiveness.
A few moments later Kai heard movement from the inside and Y/N opened the door. “Hey…” he said , a small smile on his face.  He couldn’t believe she had opened the door.
Y/N scoffed and tried to shut the door in his face but he pushed it open.
“Please , talk to me.” he pleaded , walking inside and shutting the door behind him. For the past few days all Kai had wanted was to see her , hear her voice … He wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip away.
She turned around to face him , her eyes red and puffy from all the tears. Kai let out a breath and took a few steps , shortening the distance between them. He stared at his shoes , unable to meet her eyes.
Y/N looked at him for a few seconds. Kai looked broken , dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept in days , his hair all messed up. Quickly she dropped her gaze , before he even had the chance to notice she had looked at him.
“I screwed up , Y/N.” he said trying to take her hand but she pulled back right away. “I … I didn’t mean for this to happen. I don’t even know how it happened…  I never meant to hurt you.” Kai said , tears filling his eyes. “I… ” he swallowed hard. “I am so so so sorry…”
Kai wanted so badly for her to look at him. To yell at him , hit him. Anything. Any reaction… “Say something. Please.”
Y/N kept starring at the carpet , studying it as if it was the most interesting piece of art in the world. Every time she closed her eyes the image showed up in her head - Kai kissing that other girl , pulling her closer to him the way  he pulled HER close… Tears started rolling down her cheeks again and Y/N couldn’t stop them. Her emotions were on overload

“I am so sorry , Y/N.” Kai said , pain clear in his voice. “I am SO SORRY … I am the biggest jerk in the world and I don’t deserve you or your forgiveness.”
Tears kept rolling down her cheeks and all he wanted was to wrap his arms around her and hold her tight. To comfort her.  "I hate myself so much for what I did… and I’d take it back in a heartbeat.“  Kai took a step towards her , waiting for her to step back.  "I love you.” he said , “I love you with everything that I have. Please , forgive me… ” Kai pleaded taking another step towards her, closing the distance between them.

Y/N’s heart was breaking from the pain , from listening and seeing Kai like this. Yes , he had cheated on her… and part of her wanted to hate him , however the larger part loved him so much and couldn’t stand seeing tears in his eyes. She wanted to hug him or him to hug her , to tell her it was all a bad dream , a misunderstanding…

Silence was hanging heavy in the air , every second felt like hours to both of them.
Finally Kai couldn’t take it anymore - watching the tears roll down her cheeks , her body shaking from the sobs because of all the pain … He pulled her into a hug wrapping his hands around Y/N pulling her closer to him. He wished he could snap his fingers , make all of her pain away , make everything right again …
Y/N took in his scent , breathing it in deeply  for a few moments before pulling away.
“Kai … ” she said , trying hard to fight back the tears. Suddenly all she felt was anger towards him. Y/N hit him again and again , waiting for him to stop her. He didn’t. Kai was relieved he got a reaction from her , he deserved her anger and he accepted it. “You. Can’t. Fix. This. With. An. ‘I’m sorry’.” she said , each word followed by another punch on his chest.  When Y/N was done hitting him , she took a deep breath , her body starting to shake from the sobs starting all over again. Kai pulled her into another hug , wrapping his hands tight around her and Y/N started crying again.
“Tell me what to do to make it right ,  Y/N.” he said , feeling a tear rolling down his face. “I’ll do anything…” Kai had cried before , but this time it felt different , the pain causing his tears was different. It felt as if someone was trying to rip his heart out.
Y/N wanted him to go away .. and to stay at the same time. She wrapped her arms around him. Somehow Kai was both the cause of her pain and the only cure for it. She needed him like one needs air to live. The past few days , despite the fact Y/N kept ignoring his calls , text messages and the knocks on her door … All she wanted was for Kai to hug her , be there with her…
“Stay.” she said hugging him tighter. “Stay and don’t let go.”
Kai pulled her tighter and let out a breath he hadn’t even realised was holding. “Do you forgive me ?” he asked , his voice about to break. He listened to Y/N’s breathing - uneven from the sobs..
A few minutes passed agonisingly slowly before she answered him.
“Ask me again tomorrow.” she said , pulling away from the hug and looking him in the eyes for the first time since he got to her place ,the cracks in her heart visible through her eyes. Y/N wrapped her hands around him once again.
“I’ll find a way to make it right …” Kai whispered more to himself than to her. “I promise.”

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I am working on part II and when its ready it will be posted straight away. ☺
… I was rewatching TVD while writing this one , and some of the pain (or lots of it) might’ve reflected on the story.
I do hope you like it though .. ☺

Imagine going into the theater the third time this week. It’s the ‘Shakespeare Week’ and though you love his plays there is another reason you are going to visit the theater the third time: there is a guy in the audience who has a special something. You didn’t talk with him but as you look at him he stares back and you just can’t look away due to his beautiful, deep blue eyes. Not only does this guy look back at you, he also always seems to smile at you and yesterday he winked before leaving the theater. Trying to get to him you walked fast to the exit after him, but as you got there he was away. So today you want to go to him as soon as you see him, what do you have to lose?
As you sit down you search for the handsome brunette but aren’t able to find him, the play begins and he isn’t there. Maybe you did let the only chance to talk to him pass away yesterday. “Excuse me? Is this seat taken?”, you suddenly hear a whisper next to you. The voice is deep and sounds a little like a smokey cello. “No!”, you whisper and look up, just to see the guy you searched for the whole evening! “You..!”, you say surprised. “Sorry, I seem to be a little late, had to clear a case before I got here. But I didn’t want to let the chance pass by to talk to you after I had to go so early yesterday!”, he smiles and winks: “By the way: the name is Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes!”

Touch Me.[*Smut]

A/N: This is very short, because this was difficult for me to write. I only just found out that Brett wasn’t gay. I’m also not going to post everyday anymore so I can write better quality stuff.

Request: This was a request asking for a brett smut.

Sometimes my older brother was a pain in my ass. When he and his friends started playing their stupid video games, it was almost impossible to do anything. I was trying to watch the season finale of my favorite show, but the sound of guns being fired and bombs going off seeped through the walls into my room. The added shouts of my brother and his friend only hindered me further.

“He’s flanking B.” My brother shouted.

“There’s another one in house.” His friend warned.

I turned the volume on my tv up, with no luck. It was at max volume and still all I could hear was guns and yelling teenage boys. I growled in frustration, slamming my remote on my bed.

“Dave!” I yelled banging my fist against the wall. “Dave!”

“Oh my gosh! He’s using his vector!” My brother shouted in response. He obviously couldn’t hear me. I scooted off my bed and stormed out of my room. I pushed open Dave’s door, the sounds of the video game filling my ears.

“David!” I shouted again, but I was taken aback when I saw who was sitting with my brother. Sitting crossed legged on the floor next to my brother was Brett freaking Talbot. He was a junior at the pretentious prep school that rivaled my own. He was the captain of the lacrosse team, oh and did I mention he was the hottest guy I’d ever seen. Neither of them had their shirts on and my eyes locked on to Brett’s sculpted figure. I shook myself a little trying to remember why I’d walked in there.

“That’s how you win a game.” Brett cheered.

“Hey, sis! What do you need?” My brother asked noticing me finally. The attention was fully on me now, and I blushed when Brett smiled at me.

“Oh, um your games’ too loud. Can you guys wear your head phones?”

“Sure. Sorry, Y/N” he apologized.

“Yeah, sorry.” Brett said mimicking my brother. 

He eyes were a clear blue ocean and I was drowning in it. I nodded and I turned on my heels leaving the room. I laid on my bed trying to concentrate on my tv show, but my mind kept running back to Brett. His body, his eyes, his lips on mine…. I closed my eyes as I ghosted over my body with my hands. I licked my lips imagining Brett’s kissing my neck sucking on it slightly. I moaned softly as I stuck my fingers into my mouth wetting them with my tongue and slipped them down my body past the waist band of my pajama shorts and my panties. I placed them on my slit, a moan passing through my lips. I thought of Brett’s face in between my legs, licking my bundle of nerves. I moved my fingers pretending it was his tongue and I gasped at the sensation. I pulled my bra up high on my chest allowing my breasts to fall. With my free hand, I grabbed my left boob imagining Brett’s rough hand cupping it. I moved my fingers faster over my clit, bucking my hips. 

“Brett.” I breathed out.

I could almost feel his tongue slip into my entrance as slipped my fingers in. The wetness of my core lubricating them allowing me to slid them in and out easily. I squeezed breast filled hand harder, trying to bit back a moan.

“Fuck me, Brett.” I whispered plunging my fingers deeper inside of me. I imagined Brett’s length fill me, my walls tightening around him. I yearned for his lips on mine, and I pumped my fingers faster. Envisioning, him pounding into me. The thought brought me closer to my edge, and I moved the hand on my boob to my clit. Moving my fingers in circular motions at pace with the ones sliding inside of me, I could feel it. I curled my fingers inside myself, hitting my g-spot with ease. It only took a feel more pumps, and I was pushed over my edge. I tried to muffle my moans, by biting down on my lip a few escaping. I laid on my bed, breathing heavily. I’d just pulled my bra and shirt down, when I noticed him. Brett was in my room leaning against my wall, a smile on his face. I shot up, sitting upright in my bed. I covered my body with my hands, although I was already clothed.

“What are you doing in here?” I spat.

He walked over to me and leaned over resting his fists on the bed. “I’m here to fuck you.” 


A/N: It is the best day of the week with the best fic there is (jk idk), here’s some new cb! I don’t know about any of you but these weeks are going by real quick and these Friday’s seem to come be fast and I’m almost catching up with how many chapters I have written so I’ve gotta step it up. A little side note, the masterlist has songs that are attached to each chapter (as I title the chapters songs on ao3) and you should check the playlist out! Anyways, enjoy and thank you for reading! Feedback is welcomed :)

Warning: Pervy Ben + angst towards the end…

Word Count: 4.3K+

The rest of the time spent at the pizza joint, you had found yourself contemplating for a good fifteen minutes on whether or not you should remove your hand. Eventually, as Rey kept eyeing you trying to eat your pizza with one hand as Ben kept to himself and paid you no mind, you removed it and let out a shaky sigh. You couldn’t comprehend as to why something like that had you all shaken up. Sure, physical contact with Ben always had you on edge, but why didn’t you do anything about it?

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(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
 ( x Klaus Mikaelson & Caroline Forbes)


AU : Klaus is still a hybrid , Caroline is born from a werewolf bloodline and they have a child together. Caroline dies in childbirth breaking Klaus’ heart but just when everyone think she is dead , Caroline wakes up and they realise that she had died with the baby’s blood (who has Klaus’ vampire blood) in her system. Later on she turns into a vampire.  Years go by and Reader grows up into a young woman.
After Kai gets out of the Prison world , he meets Reader and falls in love with her.  

*not my gif

Kai thought the day Bonnie finally let him out of the Prison World she had him stuck in for over 20 years was the happiest day in his life , but he was wrong. The happiest day in his life wasn’t the day he had gotten his revenge on the Gemini coven , it wasn’t even the day thanks to the Maxwell bell he got out of Hell either. No. The happiest day was when Kai had met her. Y/N.

Kai had spent his first few weeks back enjoying every moment. Even the people walking and talking loudly on the streets made him feel happy , it was so nice to hear the buzzing sound of conversations , laughter … to see people running around like ants.  None of the things that usually would bother him did.

Kai sat on a  bench in the town square , that’s when he first saw her. There was something different about her , in the way she walked and looked at the world around her. She sat on a bench not far away from him , letting a small pile of books down next to her. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. At some point she looked in his direction and smiled.
What kind of a person smiles at a complete stranger ? he thought looking around to see if there was someone else. There wasn’t. She took one of her books , opened it and started reading. Kai waited a few minutes. The girl had peeked his interest , so he decided to go and talk to her.

“Hi.” he said smiling at the girl. “Do you mind if I … Can I sit here?”
She glanced at him and nodded with a smile. “Sure. I’m just waiting for my mom.” said closing the book. “Are you new in town ?”
“Um no … not really.” Telling someone you’ve spent the past 20 somewhat years locked away in a magical prison world was not the way to start a good conversation , he thought to himself. “ I’ve been away for a while.” he laughed nervously. “Sorry , manners. I’m Kai.” he said outstreching a hand to shake hers.
“Y/N.” the girl said smiling , shaking his hand. Suddenly Kai felt all warm and fuzzy. What was happening to him ? Something wasn’t right… but at the same time deep down he knew that finally in his life something was right.
He sneaked a peek at the book Y/N was reading. A school book about history. She noticed him starring at it.
“Using every free moment to study.” Y/N laughed nervously.

They talked for a while and every time Y/N smiled or laughed Kai got the same warm and fuzzy feeling , his heart beating a little bit faster.Y/N glared in the distance.
“Oh there she is.” she said starting to gather her books. “My mom , I mean.” she added after seeing Kai’s confused expression. He followed her gaze and saw someone familiar but definitely not friendly walking towards them.
“Yeah , I have to go too.” Kai said starting to get up but he was too late. Caroline was standing a few steps away from him and Y/N. He prepared for the inevitable burst of anger from her.
“What are you doing talking to my daughter !?” Caroline nearly screamed at Kai , yanking Y/N’s hand away from him. Kai looked confused. She was Caroline’s daughter ? What ?! Caroline looked pretty much the same as the last time he’d seen her. It wasn’t possible , was it ?
“It’s OK , mom.He is a friend of mine.” Y/N said calmly , looking embarrassed. “Sorry , over protective mom.” she added.
Kai’s eyes darted between her and her mother , clear shock on his face. Of all the people in this town … What are the chances ?! he thought
“He is NOT a friend. That’s Kai who put that awful spell on Elena and he is the reason why Bonnie will never get to see her again !”
Kai started to say something but Caroline didn’t let him. “Stay away from my daughter!”
Y/N turned towards him mouthing “Ignore her. I’ll call you later.”

 *** (A few hours later …) ***

Kai had expected Y/N to reject him. Caroline clearly would’ve told her everything about him , all the things he had done … so the surprise when Y/N walked ino the Grill and headed straight for him with a smile on her face was huge for him.
“So ..” she started “ I realised something on my way home. We never exchanged phone numbers.” Y/N laughed , starring at Kai’s startled expression. He laughed , unsure what was happening.
“I just … I just assumed after Caroline told you who I was , my past… ” he said trailing off , still unable to believe that Y/N had come back looking for him.
“Oh please , my father has done worse things.” she smiled. “Plus I am not one to judge…and I really want to get to know you.”
“I want to get to know you too.” Kai said smiling too.
They spent the rest of the evening talking , laughing and learning about each other. Y/N was a witch , just like him but she also had the werewolf gene.
Kai told her about his family , his childhood , the Prison worlds (tho he was vague about it) ; how he had turned into a vampire but being a siphon before he was now both , a hybrid. He felt like he could tell her anything which was new to him and the more they talked , the more this warm and fuzzy feeling he had in his stomach grew bigger.It took him a few moments to realise what this feeling was , he had only experienced it once in his life but it hadn’t worked out. Suddenly all Kai wanted was to kiss Y/N , pull her close and never let her go.

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i don’t think eggs work like this but please don’t tell him, he’s having a lot of fun.

was doing a bounce animation bc my animation skills are Lacking ™ and i had @eggalovania on my mind so ?? this?  is a thing???

Y/N = your name
Y/F/N/I= Your First Name Initial

Stuart’s POV

I walked into school with Stiles at my side, he’s slightly shorter than me and I’d never let him forget it so just before I disappeared to my locker, I patted his head,

“See ya, midge”
“Piss off, Stew” he grumbled and walked over to Scott’s locker.

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Okay so it turns out that the “Fight Me” fic was not supposed to be next. This one was. Instead of making some excuse or leaving it for the person who made the request to find, thinking I forgot their request (@berrystained - I’m so sorry!), I decided that I’d just upload it now. So here you are; you lucky bunnies get two fics in one night because I was impulsive and listened to my girlfriend rather than consult the checklist. Note to future self: always consult the list. 

Prompt: I’d like to request a Bucky x Reader fiction, if that’s ok. ☺️ I was thinking the reader could be studying World War 2 at Uni so she learnt about Bucky and all the girls agree that he is really good looking but then she sees him in New York and then you can take it from there.

“A Soldier, A Ghost” (Part 1)

You let your fingers linger on the edge of the page before turning it. No matter how many times you stared at the words, nothing was going in. Why had you chosen to major in history?

It wasn’t as if learning about Captain America and his Howling Commandos wasn’t interesting – they were your idols. Legends! Your dad had told you stories about them when you were 5. You were thrilled by the topic. However, something about seeing the black and white photos organised next to an entire page of small font text was less than thrilling…

“God, Captain America is so hot.”

And there was also that. Apparently, the friends you had made within the class had selected it as their major for… other reasons. Your “study” buddy, Maggie, sat across from you in the booth. You’d taken yourselves to a 50s diner across town to try and immerse yourself in the era but it seemed that she lacked the focus and you lacked the motivation. Neither of you had done much revision. Maggie turned the page of her own textbook and sighed. Again.

“Let me guess,” you quipped, “Captain America is hot? No, wait, bangin’. Incredible. Muscular. Fine. Smoking. Literally any adjective that positively describes his peak physical condition.”

Maggie rolled her eyes.
“Seriously, (y/n), lighten up a little. Are you telling me that if a man like him walked in here and asked you out, you’d say no?” She tossed her open textbook in front of you and let the picture of Steven Rogers and his best friend smile up at you. With a huff and a roll of your eyes, you promptly closed the book. Maggie looked disappointed.
“I’m here to study, Mags. Not debate my hypothetical attraction to historical figures.”

“Aww,” She whined sarcastically. “And just when I wanted to play ‘Kiss, Marry, Kill’ with former presidents.” You chuckled and stood up from the booth.
“I’m going to get a milkshake. Please pick something for us to revise in the meantime.”
“Get me a doughnut and I’ll think about it.” Maggie smiled sweetly, sliding a couple of coins across the table to you.

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