You were both riding around Winterfell when you had hit a branch and fallen from your horse.
“She’s awake, my Lord.” The Maester said and Bran nodded to Hodor who picked him up, and carried him into the room.
“Set him on the bed, Hodor.” You spoke weakly, smiling at the two as the giant obeyed, “Thank you.”
“Hodor.” The man said with a smile as he left and you turned to Bran and grabbed his hand. But before you got the chance to speak, Bran cut up off.
He squeezed your hand and sighed, his lip trembling slightly as he said, “I’m sorry..”
“Bran you did nothing what are you sorry-”
“I couldn’t do anything but run.” He spoke sadly, “All I could do was run and help, leaving you to get kidnapped or killed or-”
You hugged him tightly and shushed him.
“Bran… You couldn’t have done anything else. You saved me.” You kissed his forehead and he moved up so your lips were touching. He smiled against your lips as you pulled apart.
“I will never let you get hurt again, my darling Y/N. Never.”
“Were in the seven hells is she?!” The King exclaimed as soon as The Maester told him. “How could her guards let this happen?”
“In her room, your grace.” The old man spoke with compassion, “She is recovering and is hardly harm-”
“And the men who tripped her? And broke her? Where are they?”
“In the dungeons.” His mother said, “Awaiting your word.”
“Take me to my lady.” He demanded the Kingsguard who served as his new favorite and the man nodded, leaving without being dismissed from anyone else.
He bolted in unannounced and grabbed your hand, kissing it then kissing up your arm.
“My lady.” He sighed brushing hair from your face. “Are you terribly hurt?”
“No, your grace.” You smiled gently, squeezing his hand, “Just a broken ankle. I should be up and walking again within a fortnight.”
Joffrey scowled, “How dare those bastards! I’ll have their heads!”
“Joff.” You sighed, taking his hand, “Please tell me you haven’t-”
The boy scoffed, “Not yet.”
“Please don’t…” She spoke softly, “Let them go. Please.”
Joffrey sighed angrily, standing and giving an unheard order to the guards and then sat back besides his lover.
“If it pleases my lady, it shall be done.”
He ran to you as soon as you fell, pulling you to your feet, this caused you to giggle a bit.
“It is just a tiny cut on my leg Jamie.” You sighed, looking into his beautiful Lannister green eyes, “You do not need to panic.”
“A tiny cut on your leg that rendered you unconscious for two days.” He scoffed, “I still don’t understand why think you should go into battle.”
You sighed, not sure how to reply. Yes, your leg hurt bad but you knew you couldn’t stress him more than he already was. Not caring how Jamie would reply, you went with the truth.
“I couldn’t sit by and do nothing.” You sighed softly, “I couldn’t sit by and let you die. Even if that meant a sword slicing my leg. Even if that means death.”
Jamie smiled slightly and picked you up, causing you to laugh as he peppered your face in kisses.
“I don’t think I am going to let you down.” He sighed when he stopped, his forehead touching yours as he whispered on your lips, “Regardless of if you are going to battle or if you are going to braid your lady’s hair.”
“By the seven-!” You whined as the skin blistered and fizzed.
Daenerys had left you in charged of her three baby dragons and naturally, while you were petting one, the big, black one spat fire at you in jealousy. Jorah, upon hearing your screams of pain ran into the room and demanded the dragons be put back in their cages and fed.
Jorah looked you up down, taking his hand bellow your chin to meet his eyes as he began to tend your burn.
He started by pouring alcohol on it, this burned and caused you to cry out and Jorah shhhed you, putting the ointment onto the burn which soothed your cries and wrapping it up an leaf bandage. Then he engulfed you in the tightest embrace you could imagine.
“I’m sorry to worry you.” You sighed, kissing his chest, “It didn’t hurt that bad.”
“That was the worse burn I have ever seen. I haven’t seen flame caused the skin to bubble and fizz like that before. You had a reason to cry out.”
You nodded and placed your arms on his shoulders, “I know. I just hate seeing you all worked up and panicked.”
He smiled and ran his hands through your hair and smiled, making vows to never leave you with the Queen’s dragons again.
“Let her be.” You spat at the men. “She is nothing. A peasant compared to what I am.”
“Aye?” The man stroking Meera’s cheek asked, “And who are you girl, a highborn bastard?”
“I am Y/N Bolten. The last true born daughter of Roose Bolten. I am unmarried and remain a virgin. Still I am more than you will ever be and see… At the moment.” You spoke numbly as the men stared at you in shock, “This is Meera and Jojen Reed. The cripple is Bran Stark. I am more than they will ever be. I’m the Princess of the North. Tell me, what would my father do should you return me, the Stark boy, and the Reed children to him?” He raised his eyebrows, “They would bind you to me.”
Slowly, they walked to you and undid your binds while another let Meera down and threw her to her brother.
Then he struck you so hard you fell to the ground. You winced as you heard a cry of panic from all your friends (A “HODOR” from Hodor) even from Bran to your surprise.
“Do you honestly think I care about who-”
You spat in his face, “We flay people. That’s what we are known for. Bring me home and my father will-”
He struck you again, this time causing you to cough blood as he drew a dagger and pushed you to the ground dragging it against your skin.
But you did not cry.
“Is that supposed to hurt?” You laughed, blood spilling from your busted lip “I’ve done worse to men like you and they cried for their mothers.”
With an angered sigh, he tore your shoulder furs off and threw them to Bran. Then he dove the knife into the pads of your shoulders, slowly removing a chunk of your skin as you cried out in pain. He then continued with the other blade as silence fell. That was until Jojen laughed.
“Whatcha laughing at boy?” He said, moving his leg off you, “You want me to hurt her more?”
“You are going to die tonight.” Jojen laughed. “Your body will burn. And she will live. And remain an unmarried virgin until I ask her.”
The man echoed his laughter, “And how do you know this?”
You heard screaming outside but blacked out before you got sense of what’s going on.
“She’s waking up now.”
“Damn. I was hoping that she would be out for this.”
A burning sensation spread through your body and you gasped in pain, sitting up.
“No, my love.” Jojen came into view, pushing you back into the snow, “Squeeze my hand.”
You obeyed as Meera closed the wounds on your shoulder with flame.
You didn’t cry or even tear up. You just smiled at Jojen and looked into his eyes.
“You are doing well.” He smiled at you, “One more…. One more and I promise that I will not let anyone tough you again
"Okay I’m going to to pull it out are you ready?”
You hugged the tree and nodded as his hands met the arrow that had plunged through your stomach and nodded.
“Alright.” He spoke calmly, “One. Two-”
“Damn just do it already!” You cursed and suddenly felt an ache being removed from your chest and a hole inside your body as Jon quickly began to wrap your center up while you cursed. Jon imeadiatly shhed you as your curses sailed loud. “Hurry I want milk of the poppy.”
Jon smiled lightly and picked you up in your arms, “You cursed like a Greyjoy, you do know that right?” Hiting him gently before leaning into the warmth of his furs, you allowed him to cradle you like a child as you muttered curses against his skin.
“It’s not funny.” You whimpered, “You take an arrow. See how it feels.”
“I did.” He smirked. “Three and I am still alive.”
“Oh shut up.” You glared and he laughed. “I love you Jon Snow.” You sighed in defeat.
“Aye. I do love you as well. And I promise not to let you get hurt on a hunt again… Or maybe your hunting days are at an end…”
“Jon Snow..” You glared, “If you dare threaten to take away my hunts you’ll be the next one taking an arrow through your gut.”
Tommen winced and cried as they plucked pieces of glass from your leg.
“Tommy.” You sighed gently, stroking his face and running his around, “I am alright. They are almost done.”
He nodded, thanking the Maesters for their help as he turned away, stiches being sewn up your leg and Tommen squeezed your hand fiercely as he whined again. He closed his eyes and brought your other hand to his palm as he attempted to breathe in attempts to calm your sobbing.
When the door closed you moved him to the bed, slowly and brought his ear to your lips. “They are gone my love. You may open your eyes.”
He did not hesitate to hug you tight. So much it made you wince. You chuckled.
“Careful now. We don’t want to tear the stiches.” Tommen sighed in agreement and let go and he looked at you, running his hands through your hair which learned had calmed him down. “Why are you angry my love?”
He bit his lip and shook his head, “I am pissed that the servant couldn’t even bother to look where they were-”
You kissed his lips softly and he responded with his anger, hands trailing down to your waist.
“That wasn’t you Tommy.” You sighed, hugging him as you stroked his back, “You aren’t him Joff.”
Nodding he kissed your neck, his face laying on his lower neck. Then a chuckled and smile spread across his lips.
“I guess it means that I can’t let you leave my side again.”
You smirked and laid on top of his head, “If it pleases his grace, it will be done.”
You gasped for air as you were yet again plunged down into the waves.
The people on the deck screamed and hollered in shock as you looked for the Greyjoy’s or the Queen.
Never thought this was how I would die. You sighed as you were forced gasp of air as the sweet sea began to fill your lungs. Caving into your inevitable death you closed your eyes and embraced the darkness. Let it be quick and merciful please.
But deep down you wouldn’t be as you could feel yourself choking on the water as it slowly itched the breath and life out of you, making you cold and going insane in the water.
I am sorry Theon. I hope you can forgive me.
Bright light shined into the pupils of your eyes causing you to begin to cough up water, fading in and out of consciousness as Theon pressed his lips to yours, breathing oxygen into your lungs as the darkness took over you.
“C'mon Y/N!” The weak and breathless voice of Theon spoke, “Please… Please..”
You gasped and coughed as Theon sighed happily and brought you into his arms as you began to sob.
“I won’t let you go. Not like that… Not on my watch..”
“Are you in a lot of pain my lady?”
You looked up at him, a small smile on your face and shook your head no. Sighing, you grabbed his hand and brought it to your lips.
“What even happened? The Maester would not tell me.” Tyrion asked, concern filling his eyes, “I am sorry for prying. I know I shouldn’t I just-”
Kissing his hand again you chuckled, “You have a right to know and pry my love. And you must promise should I tell you that you will not go and take rash actions.”
Chuckling at this, he grabbed your hand than already wasn’t holding yours and stroked your knuckled, “Rash, my love? I would never.” You echoed the laughter and squeezed his hand.
“It was Joffrey, my love.” You sighed, your face falling, “Bashed me against a wall. But I am going to be okay… I promise. I haven’t gotten a concussion or anything yet. I even slapped him.. I think…”
Tyrion scoffed but forced a smile, “So you wish me not to strike him to Esos, so I shalln’t. I am just happy that you are ok-Wait you hit him?!”
He doesn’t know when it started. He can’t put an exact time
or date to when such blasphemy entered into his very thoughts. Can’t even lie
when the belt bites into his flesh and his mother calls him a sinner once more.
No, no, he can’t lie about this. He doesn’t want to.
Maybe it was following their third meeting that Credence
began to pray for the stranger once more. Thanking him for treating him with kindness
and charity in his nighttime prayers. Or maybe it’s after their seventh
meeting, when, Mister Graves is his name, stiches up the broken skin along his
back and palms. When Credence says in whispered tones under his breath thank you.
Maybe it was following their twentieth meeting when Percival
cups Credence head in his palms and brings their lips together. So wickedly
soft and sweetthat there is no way
that something such as this could be wrong. That this man was not a man but
something divine. Maybe it is after the fourth kiss in a row, when Credence
whimpers against Percival’s lips and thanks him over and over.
Maybe it happened when Credence lost count of all the times
they were together. When Percival kisses down his neck, whisper praises into
his skin, and oh so gently makes Credence see stars. When he manages to weaken
Credence’s legs and still kiss him with such fervor. When he tells him how good you are my boy, so good or that he
was sogorgeous, could keep you here forever Credence and it would still not
be enough time. When Percival leads him on shaky legs to satin sheets and
shows his love over and over again. When he kisses Credence and breathes
against his lips that he is special
and wonderful and mine.
He doesn’t know when it happens; cannot put an exact time or
date for when he claps his hands tight in prayer and no longer thinks of God.
It’s the little things that makes Mary wary, at first.
The way they stand too close; how they always are within each other’s reach -
their shoulders brushing against each other, hands that lingers just a tad too
long when handing over a beer, knees and ankles bumping against each other
Warning- Shooting, mention of blood. Happy cuteness over load lol
Abel’s birthday party was in full swing. Music bumpin, kids running around and everyone having a great time. The guys laughing everyone was in a wonderful mood. Pulling up to TM you got out of your jeep and took the present out of the back seat. Walking over to Happy and the guys. “Hey Y/N, what you got there”. Jax asked “Its a present for the birthday boy, where is he by the way”? “He’s probably inside with Tara and Mom, you can put that gift you didn’t have to get over there”. He said pointing to the table. “Yea I did every kid wants presents, I’m gonna go inside and say Hi”. “I’ll be back in a minute Hap”. You walked past him patting his back. “That girl has a serious crush on you brother”. Tig said wiggling his eye brows “Yea shes a good girl, I could be in a thing with her”. “A thing so that means you love her, Killer loves Y/N”. Tig sung Happy slapped him up side the head. Tig rubbed the back of his head still singing it. Inside was a different story croweaters were helping set up streamer and balloons getting frustrated with Gemma telling them to move them a few inches this and that way. “Hey Gem, you need any help”? “Hey sweetheart, Yes can you take Abel outside and play with him. He wont stay out of the cake. Dipping his little fingers in the icing”. She said taking Abel away from the cake once again. “Sure thing, come on buddy lets go get Uncle Happy”. You said cheerfully. “Yea”. Abel screamed running out the door. Walking out you saw Abel attacking Happy. It was the cutest thing you ever saw. A guy you was in love with playing with his nephew. You ran over to help out Abel. “Hey thats not fair, your supposed to be on my side”. Happy said laughing. “I am but I think this is more funny”. Happy picked up Abel tickling him. Hearing screeching tires you turn to see a truck with three guys coming out with guns. Thats when the bullets starting flying. You grabbed Happy who was still holding Abel and shelled them with your body on the ground. Looking around the clubhouse you saw Jax , Tig , Opie and Chibs shooting back. You grabbed Happys gun out of the back of his pants and just started shooting. Everything was happening so fast. Two of the shooter fled as the third laid bleeding on the ground. Happy came up behind you taking the gun, giving you Abel. You ran inside and gave him to Tara. “You ok baby”. Gemma asked concered. “Yea I’m fine just a little winded”. “SHIT Y/N your bleeding”. “What”? You looked down and saw blood sepping out, lifting up your shirt there it was a bullet hole in your side. “Y/N you need to ly…” was all you heard before you passed out. Tara rushed to your side checking your pulse. Jax and Happy came running in. Happy saw you his face turned ghostly white. “She’s shot we need to get her to a hospital’. "No, no hospitals”. “ You can fix her up here on”.Jax said “I need my stuff its at the house”. “I’ll go”. Jax took off. “Happy help me get her to the table”. Happy picked you up carefully and laid you on the reaper table. Tara looked you over and it was a through and through but it nicked a vane that would stop bleeding. She and Chibs worked for two hours patching you up. Happy pacing back and forth. He was scared that he was going to lose you. “She good, but shes not just out of the woods yet we got to worry about infections”. She said cleaning up. “Can I sit with her”. Happy asked. “Yea you can”. Closing the door to give you privacy. “Come on Y/N you have to wake up”. “I have so many things I want you to know”. He took your hand and held it. “I’m falling for you Little Girl, your the only woman I can be around that knows me for who I am besides my mom”. “You never look at me like I’m the killer that I am”. “My mom loves you, everytime I go see her she always ask ‘how are you and if we ever decided to settle down together”. He laughed You moved you head slightly to see a tear run down his face, you raised you hand and wiped it away. “Hey little badass”. He smiled “I’m falling for you too Hap”. “I’m so relieved your here with me”. “You can’t do this again ok, don’t scare me like that”. “ I just wanted to be as badass as you”. You looked around “Abel ok, are you ok. What about everyone else”? You tried to get up. “Stay put, everyone is fine and some of the guys are finding these shooters”. “You should be out there”. “Their going to call me when they find them”. 'Hap"? “Yeah”. “When you going to get your butt over here and kiss me”? Happy kissed you long and hard, his hands traveled your body skipping over your bullet wound. Your tongues dancing together as he squeezed your breast leaving a soft moan from you. You ran you hand down his chest stopping at his semi-hard cock pawing at it, giving the tip alittle rub. “Um..Jax is here”. Tara said embarrased. “Ok, I’ll be back in a few”. “Be good”. He said getting up. “You might want to know that you can’t have sex for two months, you will miss up your stiches”. “Well I guess we have to finish this a lot later”. Happy winked walking out. TWO MONTHS LATER “Fuck Y/N, Your so wet”. “Only for you Happy, Oh God”. You moaned throwing your head back as Happy hit the right spot. “Will You be my Old Lady”. Happy grunted “Fuck, Yes I Will”. You screamed out coming Two months was well worth the wait, to spend all day making love to your Old Man for the first time.
Pairing: dean x sister! Reader Sam x sister! Reader
Summary: Sam and dean found a girl in the woods and find out that is there
A/N: wighting can be such amazing. Its so hard
sometimes. Really with my family that are disturbing me much to do something. But
yeah there are family for. Please feel free to say if you like it. I would love
Everything is dark. You walked somewhere
but you didn’t know where. It felt like you walked on leaves and tripped over
some branches. You walked through a wood but you couldn’t say it for sure. You felt weak. Everything hurt
but you don’t remember what happened and who did this to you. It’s was too much
for you and felt unconscious on the cold leaves.
It was morning and dean was busy making
breakfast for himself. Sam was jogging in the woods. It was quite in the bunker
but then dean heard his name being called.
“dean! Come quick! You need to help me!” Sam
yelled to him when he walked downstairs. Dean didn’t hesitate and followed his
grace. Close by the bunker they saw a girl around 16 years old lying unconscious
on the cold leaves with cuts over her whole body. She had a gun in a leg
holster and a machete attach on her belt and even a flask. She could be a
hunter but they didn’t know for sure they need her bring inside before she lose
more blood. They picked her up and bring her inside the bunker. They placed her
on the bed of one of the rooms.
“Sam, grab a bowl and towel and some needle
and dread. We need to stich her up quick before she lose more blood.” Dean said
when he looked at your body. Sam did what dean said and came back with it. He rolled
up the towel and make it wet and then placed on your forehead. “I think that we
need to give her some rest and maybe she talk how she get her. I call Cas maybe
he know something.” Sam nodded and he walked out of the room with dean.
Cas came later that day when he got the
call from dean. He came in the room and found you there peacefully lying there
on the bed. Cas knew who you are and quickly healed you completely. Dean came
in the room. “Cas do you know anything?” he asked.
“dean I want you to meet you little sister.”
Dean looked shocked at him and then to you. “I know this can be confusing dean
but I can explain.” He nodded. “this is Y/N Winchester. You father met her
mother on a hunt and she is a hunter to. She saw her mother die in front of her
eyes. After that she wanted revenge on the demon who did that.” Cas explained
“oke I get it. But how do you know her? And
why didn’t you tell us anything!?” dean asked.
“we are friends just like us. I couldn’t
get in contact with her but I know that she wanted to do this alone and I get
it. But last night I was in heaven and I didn’t keep an eye on her and this happened.”
Dean heard the broken voice from Cas. He felt quilt what happened to his
Dean put his hand on Cas shoulder. “I understand
she is safe now. We wait until she wake up and then we know more.” Dean looked
at you. “I want to know more about my little sister.”
Dean came in the library with Cas and saw
that Sam was busy with looking for something on the internet. They took a seat
by Sam “Sam, what did you find about that girl?”
“nothing.” He closed his laptop and looked
dean in the eyes. He saw that he keep something from him. “Cas do you know
anything about that girl?”
Cas looked over to dean. Dean nodded to let
him know that he can tell Sam what is going on. “Sam, that girl in the room is
Y/N Winchester.” Sam looked shocked over to dean. “I know her for quite a while
she is my friend. I keep an eye on her every time but when I was in heaven she
got hurt. When I got the call from dean I knew that she was by you guys. She looked
for you guys for years. And I got her hurt.” Cas looked down.
“who got someone hurt?” you asked when you
enter the room. They looked all three to you. “why do you guys so weird to me?”
“Y/N, come sit here.” Cas said when he
stoop from his chair to let you sit on it. “I want you to meet your brothers.”
You sat on the chair. The thing that Cas
said was not sink in. you looked at front of you and saw two guys in front of
you. “Y/N, this is Sam and dean Winchester.” You looked at Cas.
“I know that it hard to sink in. we know
how you feel.” You smiled. “so I’m Sam and that is dean he is are older
brother. I’m 4 years younger than him.” Sam said.
“I know. I know anything about our family. I’m
a hunter to.” They looked confuse at you. “I know are you a little young to
hunt? I’m not, you hunted at the same age so yeah. I know everything like how
you started the apocalypse and you let the darkness free.” They were shocked
how you knew anything about that.
“who, oke calm down Y/N/N. I know that you
know anything about us but we don’t know anything about you.” He met your eyes.
“we know that you are a hunter and that you are friends with Cas but we wanted
to know more about the fact that you are our little sister that we never had. And
how did you find us in the first place and who did that to you when we found
you in the woods?” dean said.
You thought quick. “I understand that you
want to know that. I found out that we are from the man of letters. It took me
a half year when I found out where the bunker was. I wanted to do it alone so
that why I took so long.” You looked over to cas. “when I found out where it
was some demon took me to Crowley. he tortured me until I escape. I tried to
pray for cas but it didn’t work so that why I drove to here. Of course my car needed
to break down so I needed to walk. I’m glad that you found me because if you don’t
I would be dead.”
“and we are glad that we found a little
sister.” They gives you a smile. “trusted me if you were not a hunter and you were
taken by Crowley and we found out that you where our sister you would stay here
forever and tried to give you a real life. But that can be done even if I’m not
happy with it.” Dean couldn’t take it and then you saw tears falling down his
cheeks. “Y/N I never thought I would found a little sister. Even we know you
just for a few hours you feel like family already.” Dean stood up from his
chair and walked over to you. “Y/N welcome to the family.” He hesitate for a
minute but then he embrace you in a hug.
It was a little weird to find out that you
have two big brothers and that one of them already trust you and hug you but
you felt save and home. You never had a home only the motel rooms but now you
have one with a family. “I’m home.”
Pairing: Lucifer x Reader Word count: 1,347 Warnings: Light smut. Fluff. Unprotected sex. Request: ( Anonymous ) If you still take requests can you please do a fic with an OC that is in love with Lucifer, but due to her being human he has so far ignored her, but when seeing how close she is being with Crowley (just friendship) makes him all jealous and possessive, making him admits he is falling for her too. Smut please, if that’s ok :D
You hadn’t spoken to Sam since your fight, and you called dibs with Dean anytime you three went hunting and had to hole up in a ratty motel.
The last hunt was excruciating; you had two broken ribs, concussion, and lacerations across your face. The werewolf had really gotten his claws into you, figuratively and literally and while Sam carried you to the Impala, it was Dean you asked to stich up your face.
Sam was beside himself. All he wanted was to keep you safe and all you seemed to want was to keep him at arm’s length. Dean kept watch over your figure as you laid in the bed and while it was pertinent you didn’t fall asleep, the pain meds knocked you out.
“Dude she almost died out there,” Dean whispered, “and you still won’t just man up Sammy and apologize?”
“You think I don’t know that, Dean,” Sam hissed, “I’m beside myself seeing her like this.”
“Well good thing you have me to kick your ass in gear,” Dean slid out from behind your sleeping form and instructed his brother to take his place.
“She’s going to be pissed, Dean,” Sam did as he was told and pulled you into his side, making sure your face was resting comfortably on his chest.
“Just shut up and trust me,” Dean headed for the shower to rid himself of your blood and his own.
The whole night you barely stirred, only to press yourself into Sam’s chest. He couldn’t help but think you still thought you were in Dean’s bed, and you were more comfortable with his brother than with your boyfriend.
Tears rolled down his cheeks as he cradled you and he whispered sweet nothings, in your ear. You finally opened your eyes and squinted at the brightness of the motel ambience.
“You still haven’t said you were sorry,” you spoke sheepishly.
“God, YN I’m beyond sorry, I could’ve lost you, I couldn’t bear the thought.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I want to protect you, I’m sorry for holding you back, but I’m not sorry for loving you.”
“I love you too, you gigantic moose.”
“My face still look pretty?”
“I dig scars,” Sam kissed you gently and told you to rest, “but Dean did a hell of a job stitching you up, you’ll heal nicely.”
“Damn straight I did, can’t have you looking like Frankenstein,” Dean sat at the edge of the bed and kissed your forehead.
“Thanks, De,” you smiled against the pain, grimacing, “for everything.”
When you realise your favourites are mostly animations O.O
1. Ratatouille (all time fave movie)
2. The Incredibles (so hyped abt the 2nd film)
3. Gravity Falls (one of my all time fave tv shows)
4. Steven Universe
5. Yuri!!! on Ice (bet you didn’t guess already)
8. Tokyo Ghoul
9. The Ultimate Spiderman
10. X-Men (90s tv show)
11. Danny Phantom
12. Avatar: The Last Airbender (my childhood crush)(literally my love)
13. (maybe…) Avatar: The Legend of Korra
14. Brother Bear
15. Lilo & Stich
16. Winnie the Pooh
and so many others which I can’t remember currently
BTS Reaction: They get a minor injury and don't tell you but you end up treating them
Kim Seokjin: He never wanted to worry you so when he almost fell off stage and sprung his ankle very badly, he took it upon himself to not tell you. Little did he know you would be working the night he and the members come in with the managers to get his ankle checked out. When you read the name on the clipboard you feel the anger boiling in your veins. When you walk into the room you see Jin and the boys talking about the concert. You slam the door scaring them to death. He didnt know you would be working tonight. He laughed nervously as you examed him knowing you are going to give him the silent treatment for a while.
Min Yoongi: He didn’t think not telling you about his fall during fliming would be such a big deal. He just slipped and fell on his arm. Nothing major at least to him. When the members and their manager took him to the hospital, he didn’t think you would be the doctor to see him. When you walk in and see Yoongi sitting on the bed with his arm up close to his chest, you sigh frusterated. While feeling around his arm, you make sure to press a little too hard to show him you are mad that he didn’t call to tell you.
Jung Hoseok: It was normal for him to hurt is ankles or wrists but this time was different. He felt the bone in his wrist crack. The mebers rushed him to the hospital. He didnt call you because he didnt want you to worry but that didnt work as planned. You just so happened to be the very doctor to see him. When you saw him, you were so pissed that he actually didnt evem think of calling you. You could have rushed over to the dorm to tke care of him so fans didnt have to see them at the hospital. After he explains what he did, all you could do was ignore him while checking his arm out.
Kim Namjoon: You always expected him to be at the hospital after practice or a concert because he was the master of destruction. He never did till they all wanted to put baby oil on the dorm floor and slide acrossed it. When he slid acrossed it, he slammed right into the glasses on the tabke cutting up his arm. When the y took him to the hospital, he was hoping to werent there but luck isnt in his favor. You were the very doctor that came in with a smile on your face to you saw Namjoon. You sigh and walk out ofnthe room to get the necessary tools to take out the glass and stich him up. While doing it you joked around with the others while ignoring him all together.
Park Jimin: Everyone told him it is so fun to jump off the edge of the building for the photoshoot. He went to jump but miscalculated the distance and fell right on his shoulder. He was rushed to the hospital and didnt even bother to tell you what happened. You had to find out from Taehyung what happened. You storm into the room and slam your clipboard down on the counter. Everyone knew you were pissed that he didnt call or text you about it. He just stays quiet as you order for a xray and leaves the room. He knows he is going to be suffering your slient treatment for a week.
Kim Taehyung: Taehyung being Taehyung he decided to play with the scissors that was on the table. When theh fell, they landed on his foot cutting him open. The members rushed him to the hospital and make sure you get back as quickly as possible. When you read the name Kim Taehyung on the clipboard sheet you rush into the room to see your Kim Taehyung sitting on the hospital bed. You walk over and slap his arm yelling at him that he should have called. After scolding him, you stich his foot up and tell him to wait for you to stop by at the dorm before changing the bandage later.
Jeon Jungkook: Him being the Golden Maknae doesnt mean you can’t get hurt which he found out after spilling hot water on his stomach. He rushed to the hospital and was immediately brought back to you. When your saw him and the burns, tears came to your eyes. You didnt like seeing him in pain and all you could do was smack his arm telling him how stupid he was for running into the kitchen chair with hot water. You clean his burns and bandage his stomach up. You tell him to change them every 6 hours so it doesn’t get an infection
For ainbanana15 I hope you like this. I don’t know much about doctor stuff so I hope its what your wanted. If you ever want another request for any K-Pop group just let me know. ~Kisses<3~
“Mike what’s wrong?” You ask him. Mike looked worried and stressed. There was something going one.
“Anna just keeps asking questions.” He rubbed his neck. “I don’t know what to tell her.”
This was a problem and you knew it. Both of you did everything to protect her from this world at the moment you told her something she was going to be pulled into it.
“What did you say to her?”
“I said that I would pick you up and then I was going to tell her everything.”
“You did what?” Your voice was harder than you thought. YOu looked back to the parking lot of TM. You didn’t saw anybody.
Mike gives you a fake smile and pulls his arm around your shoulder. “This is the day were have to tell her everything.”
You both start walking to the hotel room. His arm still over your shoulder. The tension in your body was building up every step you were closer to the hotel room.
Both of you entered the room. Anna was waiting for both of you. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at both of you entering the room. You closed the door behind you.
“So tell me.” Anna said “What’s the big secret you guys are hiding from me?”
“Anna we did this to protect you. We didn’t tell you anything because we wanted to protect you.” Mike says to her.
“Mike you’re scaring me.” She says “What didn’t you tell me?”
“Anna sit down please.” You said to her. You looked towards Mike.
“The motor club I was in wasn’t only riding motors.” Mike says. “We were into other things to.”
“Like what?” Anna asked
“We were dealing drugs, selling guns and some charters also did prostitution.” Mike continues. Anna was showing horror on her face. “I entered the club when I was 16. My first bike was also the entrance to became a prospect.”
“And I well you know the story I fell in love with one of them.” You said to her
“Everything was going well.” Mike continues. “I had to do some illegal stuff and Y/N helped me out hiding and cleaning things up for the club. She helped us make sure the police was not on our hills and if someone needed to be stich up or anything else we would come to her”
Anna looks towards you.
“When I started dating Travis. I didn’t know it was coming to that but helping with a little thing here and there put me in the center of the club.” You said to her.
“A few months ago I was assigned to kill someone.” Mike continues.
“Did you do it?” Anna asks quickly.
“No. I told Y/N about it.” Mike reacts. Anna looks at you. “She talked to Travis trying to get me out of it. But that just made him willing that I did it even more. The day I had to happen. Y/n went to the person I had to kill. She made sure the person wasn’t there when we arrived. The woman I had to kill was innocent. When I and Travis got there to make the murder. Y/N was sitting in the house. Travis was mad at her and put a gun to her head. He was screaming at her and beating her.”
“The black eye and the bruises on your face and body.” Anna says to you. You nod your head towards her.
“I tried to stopped him and before he left. He pretty much said he was going to kill me and Y/n fot it. For ruining the kill. I helped Y/N out of the house and back home. Helped her clean up the blood and kept guard for the night.” Mike looked towards you at the end of the sentence.
“Anna that night Travis and some club members broke into the house. Guns loaded ready to kill us. We had the luck to escape. The next day we began the road trip.” You said to her
“We knew they were coming for you because you were dating me and a friend of Y/N.” Mike says.”Threw the trip Travis calls me of Y/N. Making sure we knew he was coming for us.”
Both of you stopped talking. You were both looking at Anna. You saw horror in her eyes. You could see she was taking everything in.
“I don’t understand if both of you knew they were all doing something wrong why didn’t you leave early?” She asked both you
“I was in love Anna. You know how that feels. I would do everything for him like I know you were do everything for Mike and after a while you know to much.”
“We couldn’t leave alive anymore we know too much.” Mike says
“Do they want to kill you?” She asks.
“Yes.” Mike says. he keeps his head down. Don’t wanting to look at Anna.
“What can we do to stop that.”
“Run is our only option Anna.” You said to her. “Run till they give up.”
Anna gets up from the bed and walks towards Mike. She hugs him and gives him a kiss on the lips.
“I would give you guys some time alone.” You said to both of them and you walked outside.
That went better than I expected. You thought to yourself.
You needed a drink so you would head to town trying to find a bar nearby.
You phone ringed. There was no caller ID only a nummer. You didn’t recognise it.
“Hello.” You said answering the phone.
“Y/n?” You recognize the voice
“Yeah. I was calling to make sure you made your way home safe.”
“Yes. Something happened?”
“No no. I… “ You hear him take a deep breath. “Would you like to get something to drink?”
“Yes I would like that. I really need that at the moment.”
“Where are you? I’m coming to pick you up.”
“I’m sitting before the hotel.”
“I will be there in 5.” He says hanging up.
You shaked your head at his reaction. You needed something to drink so why not with Tig it was better than alone. You started walking to the front of the hotel. A few seconds later you hear a motor ride towards you. It stopped in front of you. Tig handles you a helmet and before he says anything you put it on your head and sat on the back of the motor. You put your hands on his side. He looks towards you and gives you a smile.
“Newt are you in here?” You call out, Thomas had said he’d
seen Newt heading over to the Med-jacks hut.
“(Y/N)?” He asked from within the hut.
“Yeah, are you ok Thomas didn’t say what was wrong.” You
mumbled, blushing when you rounded the corner that hid the area where Newt could
be heard swearing softly. He smiled realising his lack of shirt was the reason
for your bright red cheeks and looked t you expectantly.
“I’m fine Love no need to worry.” He mumbled as he attempted to stich up a small
cut beneath his collarbone.
“I can help if you like.” You said a little to abruptly. He
chuckled before shaking his head and turned back to attempting to fix the cut
“(Y/N) it’s a nice offer but the last time you tried to be a
Med-Jack Thomas looked like he’d been attacked by a Slicer.” His words made
your blush deepen, if that was possible.
“Oh… but I’ve had practice.” You said quickly. He flashed
you a dazzling smile before reluctantly lowering his hands and glancing down at
“Well just try not to make it any worse we’re running low on
supplies.” He muttered. You swallowed and nodded before hurrying over to the
neatly organised boxes of medical supplies. You tried your best not to mess up the
order of things seeing as Clint had spent a while afternoon organising it.
“Um… does it hurt?” You asked sweetly from your spot across
the room, picking out herbs and a thin thread.
“Not really… (Y/N) you don’t need all this it isn’t that bad
a cut.” He said with raised eyebrows as you hurried back over to him with armfuls
“Just wanted to be sure now stay still.” You mumbled. He let
you sit him down so his wound was easier to reach, he was a good foot taller
than you, and began gently pressing around the wound like Jeff had shown you.
“Ahh… shuck (Y/N) your bedside manner needs work.” He hissed
as you pressed a little too hard.
“Sorry Newt.” You said pulling away quickly. You carefully
put a numbing rub that was made from some special herbs Newt grew for the
Med-jacks onto the cut, hesitating every now and then when Newt hissed under
“So your still determined to be a Med-jack?” Newt asked as
you carefully threaded the thread you’d picked earlier and turned to face him. He
was eyeing the small needle in your hand as if you were about to chop his head
off but didn’t say anything.
“Yup, I’m getting good at it plus the Builders and Slicers
are always getting hurt so lots of practise.” You beamed happily at him and he couldn’t
help smile back.
You hesitated before making the first stich causing his to grunt
but when you asked if he wanted you to stop he shook his head. As you came to
the end of the line of stiches you began to giggle causing Newt to frown at
“Move your head Greenie I can’t see.” You giggled. He smiled
and moved slightly however a few moments later his head was in the way again.
“Sorry.” He mumbled, glancing at you only to be captivated
by the face you pulled as you concentrated. Once you were done you carefully
bandaged him up and smiled happily at your work. He chuckled as you clasped
your hands in an attempt to hide just how glad you were that you stitched him
up on your own. You tidied up and expected Newt to be gone by the time you’d
turned around but when you span around he was so close your noses almost
“You know I’ve heard it said that kisses make everything
better.” He wiggled his eyebrows and nudged your nose with his as he lent down
and went to kiss you.
“Well pucker up Slunkhead and I’ll see what I can do.” Clint’s
voice had you both pulling away with a gasp. He laughed when you blushed.
“Thanks Clint I’ll pass, thanks for the help (Y/N) see you
at dinner.” He smiled at you before walking to the door, patting Clint on the
shoulder as he left.
Dean was hurt during a hunt (minor injuries) and reader takes care of him as always.
“It hurts” Dean moved in his seat away from the girl’s hand,she looked at him annoyed, he always did the same, he always got away from her when she tried to stich him up and cure him.
“C’mon Dean you’ve had worse.You are such a baby sometimes, just come here,i’ll finish soon and you are free to go” He looked at her hand , it was just cotton with some sanitary alcohol on it, but it burned like hell, he always said the same and Y/N always tought he was exagerating,wich he was,
“But it” she didn’t let him finnish.
“But it burns like hell” she mocked his voice “Yup, what I was just saying, you are a baby.Now Dean,I will keep curing you, you can scream like a girl as much as you want but for God’s shake, don’t move!You won’t die,I promise you that” rolling his eyes he moved back to his place on the bed, letting Y/N do her work. When she approached him, he grabbed her waist pullig her closer and making her sit with the legs on each side of his body. Dean’s actions surprised her but it didn’t stop her from her work.
While she was concentrated on curing him, he was just staring at her, no words coming out of his mouth, he wasn’t even complaining, and that was new. After a few moments she finnished “And that was it, you are ready to go big guy” but he didn’t speak or moved, he just looked at her with a smile on his face. “what’s up with you?Why are you smiling at me?” she frowend her eyebrows, not knowing what was happening.
“What?I cant’t smile when I look at you?”he brought her body closer to his,the space between them barerly existent.
“You can smile at me,you just never do so”
“In that you are wrong” the confusion and curiosity growing on her expression “I always smile at you,but you never notice” now Y/N was smiling as well, not knowing what to say, until one question came to her mind.
“Why?” Dean’s hands started rubbing her back, making her feel safe, making her feel good.
“This is why” his face was now closer to hers, his eyes looking at her lips.Y/N just stood sill, waiting for him to do it, waiting to feel their lips together until it happend.Dean’s soft lips were on her, making the electricity run trough her body. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, palying with the hair at the back of his head.This was better that she ever imagined.They separeted because of the lack of air.
“Because I need you, Y/N.Because I want you in my life, not just to take care of me, when I’m back from a hunt, I want you to be the one to share my ups and downs with,I want you to be the one that I wake up to and fall asleep beside you” for the first time in her life she was speechless, the words just didn’t come out of her mouth.So she kissed him, she kissed him like her life depended on it.
“I’d really like to be in your life, to wake and sleep beside you Dean.”
please, you have to stop this!” you yelled over the crowd to
your Tag-Team-Partner, “This will end in a disaster!”
was currently standing on the top rope, facing to the announcer
tables, attempting to dive on your opponents that were dangerously
close to the edge of the table and a massive amount of thumb stacks
laying on the ground.
have to trust me, I’ll be fine!” he yelled back. You tried to
reach him and hinder him but you were to slow and he swiftly jumped
down. It made a horrible cracking noise and the audience gasped in
shock. From your position you couldn’t see the impact but you knew by
the reaction of the audience something had gone terribly wrong. You
slid out of the ring making your way around it to see Jimmy laying
there motionless, head slightly bleeding and thumb stacks all over
his body. You sqreeched in shock and ran over, yelling for help.
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They finally let me go home after
two weeks in the infirmary. My arm was still in pretty bad shape, but after a
week of twice daily cleanings with Denise, she was finally able to stich it up
properly. I had to keep my arm in a sling, but being free from the confines of
that small room in the infirmary is worth any inconvenience. I had a lot of
visitors in the weeks that I was there. Michonne and Judith were almost there
as much as Carl. I was really developing a relationship with them both and I
almost consider myself a baby expert as opposed to how I was the first night I held
Carl is basically connected to my
hip right now, but I don’t blame him. If he was the one hurt, I’d be the same.
Honestly, his protective nature is really hot. His hands are always on me
whether it’s on the small of my back or across my shoulders. It makes me feel
safe in this messed up world.
Rick, on the other hand, has been
watching us from afar. I see him watch us while we play with Judith and while
we’re on the porch talking. I don’t have the heart to tell Carl that I think
his dad hates me. I know how much he looks up to him. It’s my first day back and I am alone in the house
with Carl and Judith.
I was in Judith’s room singing silly
songs and using her new blocks that Michonne brought back from a run when I
heard the front door shut. Carl was in the shower so I know it wasn’t him. I
set Judith in the play pen and walked out into the hall. There, I was face to
face with Rick.
“Y/N. Can I speak with you?” His
blue eyes looked harsh in the dim lighting of the house and I nodded slowly, following
him into his bedroom. I stood close to the door so I could run out and find
Carl if I needed to. He paced a few times before he turned to me with a hard look
on his face. “Y/N, I know that my son has taken an interest in you.” He paused
waiting for a response from me.
“And I him.” I answered without
missing a beat. He nodded disappointingly.
“I love my son and I don’t want
him to put himself in danger because of some crush he has on a girl. It almost
killed him when you were hurt and I don’t want that for him. I want you to go
and live with Carol and I don’t want you around here anymore. If you disobey
these rules, I will exile you from Alexandria.” His face was cold and I was at
a loss for words. Before I could even muster a plea to stay, Carl burst into
the room, half naked, fresh out of the shower.
“Y/N, you’re not going anywhere.”
Carl growled, before turning to face his father.
“Carl listen-” Rick started, but
Carl didn’t let him finish.
“No! You listen! I know you’re
bitter about what happened between you and mom, but I will not shy away from
love because I could possibly get hurt. I will not end up cold and unforgiving
like you. Y/N and I have something that could grow into the kind of love that
could beat this world. Mom told me I could beat this world and I truly think
that Y/N is the key for me. So you will stay away from her and trust that I
know what is best for me.” I stood behind Carl in shock. Did he say love? Does
he really feel that strongly for me? I could see that Rick didn’t know what to
say either. No one noticed that Michonne was standing in the doorway behind me,
with Judith in her arms. Carl finally made the first move, grabbing my hand and
taking me down the hall to his room and slamming the door behind us. The last
thing I heard was Michonne’s voice yelling at Rick.
Carl’s face was red and he looked
like he could kill a hundred walkers by himself right now.
“I can’t fucking believe him. I-,”
He chuckled in disbelief, “-I could kill him.” His hand reached up and he flung
his sheriff’s hat into the wall in anger and ran a hand through his long hair.
While Carl was fuming, I couldn’t help
but want to kiss him. He was so protective and he cared so much and that was
all it took for me to give in to the urge to fall for him. He was sitting on
the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. I was standing by the dresser
admiring this boy. My boy. I glanced down at my arm in the sling and slowly
slipped it out and let the sling hit the floor. I walked slowly over to Carl and
put a hand on his cheek. He looked up at me in shock when I straddled his lap
and immediately placed my lips on his. His hands connected with my hips as mine
found his shoulder length hair. I moved my mouth down to his neck and he lifted
his head and pecked my lips before reaching for my shirt. I knew where this was
heading as soon as my shirt hit the cold floor. His lips found mine like
magnets and I was beginning to go with my natural instincts and grind down on
his lap. Carl seemed to realize my intentions when I did this.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” He breathed out, tearing his lips from mine.
“Yes, unless you don’t want to?” I said shakily.
“I want to more than anything. I just want to make sure you want this too.” He
whispered. Its obvious that we were both virgins since we had only just had our
first kiss. Carl was looking me up and down and ground his hands into the skin of my ass. I let out a throaty moan and lunged my face
forward and connected our lips again. “I’ll take that as a yes?” He smiled into
the kiss and so did I. I climbed off his lap and took a seat next to him on the
bed before pulling his face back to mine so I was underneath his broad body. My
bra was older and had the clip in the front so Carl easily got it off me. “So pretty.” He sighed as he connected his
mouth to my neck. He started to move south towards my breasts and the
butterflies in my stomach erupted. His warm mouth enclosed on my left nipple
and I let out a soft moan as I tangled my hand in his long dark locks. One of
his hands found a place on my right breast and he shakily massaged it, careful
not to hurt me. My hips rolled up into his and his eye moved up and met mine.
He smiled cheekily before going back to work on my other breast while his hand
moved down toward my shorts. The button on this particular pair was broken so
my belt was the only thing holding my shorts to my hips. He couldn’t quite
figure out the belt so I pushed him up softly and sat up so I could take the
shorts off myself. I fell back against the bed in only my panties and I heard
Carl take a sharp breath in. His lip was between his teeth and he looked me up
and down again. I wanted him so bad, I basically pulled him on top of me again.
He began playing with the waistband, tugging it away from my body so I felt the
cold air rush to my heat. I shivered slightly and he pulled his mouth away from
the skin of my neck. “May I?” he grinned gesturing to the fabric hanging on my
hips. I bit my lip and nodded. Before he pulled them off, he started kissing down
my torso. His sloppy kisses moved from the valley in between my breasts, down
to my navel. With my panties now out of the way, he placed a kiss right above
my needy heat. Before his mouth could do
what I so badly wanted, he climbed off the bed and moved back so he could pull
down his shorts and boxers. My eyes trailed up and down his body slowly and I
felt my butterflies move south and engulf my core. I realized I was staring at
his body longer than necessary, but he didn’t seem to notice. He was just
standing at the edge of the bed with a smug grin on his face.
“What?” I cocked my head to the side. He moved forward seductively and kneeled
on the bed in front of me.
“I am never letting you go.” He whispered as he grabbed my face in his hands.
“I love you.” He sighed before reconnecting our lips and laying us down. His
hands were all over my skin, lighting it on fire. I moaned into his mouth when
he ghosted over my core. He took that an incentive to pay more attention to
that specific area. His middle finger slid up my folds a few times before he
determined that I was wet enough for him to push it in.
“How do you know how to do all
this?” I wondered. “I mean you’re really ad-ah-vanced for a v-virgin.” I
stuttered a bit as he played around with my folds.
“I shared a room with Abraham and
Rosita for a month. Let’s just say they weren’t subtle.” He chuckled before shifting
focus back onto my core.
Being my first time, I wasn’t sure
how it would feel. “Just tell me if I hurt you, okay?” he whispered into my
skin. I nodded and he continued his movements. I felt one of his fingers
stretch me a little. It was a strange sensation, not painful, not pleasurable.
Just strange. He pulled his finger out slowly and slid it up over my clit. I
squealed and bucked my hips into his hand. “Shhh, Y/N. We have to be quiet.” I
could feel his smile against my neck and then I saw it as he pulled away. “You
“Yes, more than ready.” I sighed and lifted my hips up a bit. He climbed back
over me and kissed my lips softly, passionately. One of his hands moved down to
grasp his shaft and pump it a few times. I moaned when his tip grazed over my
entrance. He applied a more pressure until he was pushing it between my folds.
He was barely inside me and I felt a sharp burning sensation. I made a sharp
intake and he completely stopped.
“Did I hurt you? Do you want to stop?” His face was panicked and he searched my
face for any sign of pain.
“No, no I’m okay. Just go really slow, alright? I’ll tell you if I need to
stop.” I assured him. He nodded and pushed in further. I closed my eyes and
tried to ignore the fire that was making its way through my lower abdomen. I
held onto his shoulders and suppressed the cries that were threatening to
escape my mouth. He pulled back out again and before he could push in, I
“Baby, I’m hurting you. I don’t wan-” He went to sit up, but I held him close
“No, I really want to do this. It, it just hurts.” I said, a tear escaping my
eye. He kissed my cheek where the tear was and then my forehead.
“I never want to see you in pain.” He choked out.
“It’s going to hurt no matter what. I trust you with this Carl.” I smiled and
leaned my head up to kiss his cheeks. “Go ahead baby.” I intertwined our
fingers and he lined himself up again. He pushed in slower than last time, but
the pain was still there. My face tensed from the pain, but I felt him kissing
my cheeks lightly. He kissed me all over my face as he moved in and out slowly.
“You feel so good, baby.” His voice was laced with pleasure and that alone made
this experience worth it. He buried his face in my neck while trying to control
his speed, making sure not to go to fast.
“It’s okay, Carl. You can go faster.” I held onto the back of his neck and
kissed right under his ear. He groaned and picked up the pace slightly. The
burning was subsiding, but still remained as he buried himself deep inside me.
I tried to focus on his pleasure instead of mine and it helped take my mind off
the pain. “I love you too Carl.” His hips stuttered a bit, hearing me respond
to the words he said earlier. I moaned and he brought his lips to my own. He
rested his forehead on mine and I could feel sweat forming. His body was
tensing and his sighs were becoming audible moans. “Cum for me babe.” I
whispered into his skin. I could feel his fists clench the sheets and he
delivered one specifically hard thrust that made my head spin. It was a new
feeling that wasn’t strange or painful, but extremely satisfying. I let out an
embarrassing pornographic moan into his shoulder and Carl’s head shot up and a
grin was stamped on his face. I smiled and pulled his lips back to mine and
began rocking my hips into his.
“Oh God Y/N.” He groaned out loudly and began thrusting deep and fast. My mouth
attached to his collarbone and I tried to stifle my moans, but it didn’t work.
“Carl, baby.” I shakily moaned.
“I’m so c-close.” He breathed into my skin and then I felt his abdomen convulse
above me. He stilled inside me, breathing heavily and continuing to leave
sweaty, wet kisses over every part of my neck and face. “I love you so much.”
He sighed as he tried to catch his breath.
“I love you too. So much.” I
sighed, still holding him close to me. Before he could even pull out, we heard
a knock at the door. I was terrified that it was Rick coming to take me away.
Carl’s head shot up and we quickly scrambled to put our clothes on. I hadn’t
remembered that I had 89 stitches in my arm until I went to pull on my shirt.
Carl saw me struggling and my shirt was half-way on when the door opened.
“Oh, I-uh-I should have waited for
an answer, but-uh- Carl can I speak t-to you?”
Warnings: CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM 12x02, hurt!sam, implied non-consensual sex (if you’ve seen 12x02, you’ll understand what I mean), unintentional cheating, angst, fluff, mention of stitches, swearing?,
Prompt: Sam is just waking up from his hallucinogen induced sleep, when Y/N and Dean show up. Toni knows how she can get Sam to talk, and that’s by torturing the two of them, in any means necessary.
Prompt 2: from @20secspnfam4- I would really love some Sammy x Reader where you have a bit of son!sammy bc I just LOVE how vulnerable Sammy was in the scene where he hugged his mom so that. and some tortured!sammy so like if the reader stiched up his face and chest cuts. if you could, a little fluff, a little angst. just work the typey magic thing and im sure it’ll be awesome. I love your stuff and thanks either way!!!!!
A/N: here’s what I came up with. I hope I did it justice. Half of this also got deleted when Chrome decided to freeze and then close all my tabs, not just the one that was frozen. Needless to say, I’m pissed.
The ride to the old barn was long. Dean and Mary had an interesting conversation, that you only partially listened in on. You were too busy worrying about Sam, hoping he was okay, alive, not on the brink of death at least.
“How long have you and Sam been together?” Mary asked, turning around in her seat.
The question caught you off guard, but you quickly recovered, clearing your throat, “Almost a year,” you spoke.
Summary: After watching you almost die, Theo realizes his feelings for you and realizes that they’re going to put you both in danger. His worst fears come true when Tracy and Corey go after you after Josh’s death.
A/N: let me know if you want the part 2 xx it’s already written so it’s just a matter of posting it lmao
“HELP HER!” Theo yells, pushing through Scott and Stiles
into the animal clinic and placing you on the table.
“Why should we?” Scott asks through gritted teeth.
“Because she got hurt trying to help Mason,” Theo pleads.
“She got hurt trying to save your ass which was trying to
get Mason’s power,” Stiles states and Theo shakes his head, “I was helping you
save him. That’s all that matters.”
His eyes flicker to your body, “She would never hurt anyone. It doesn’t matter
that she’s in my pack, you have to help her!”
“He’s right Scott. I know this girl, she’s in a few of my classes. We can’t let
Scott nods firmly and Deaton approaches you, lifting up your shirt to examine
where the beast had plunged its claws into you. As he lifts it up you whimper,
writhing in pain and Theo holds you down.
“Will she be okay?” Theo asks and Deaton nods slowly.
“She’s experiencing agonising pain. If you take it away, she
may be able to start healing,” he explains and Theo nods, tightening his grip
around your hand. His veins darken as it flows through him and though your
pain momentarily subsides, it returns instantaneously.
“Scott?” he asks and Scott nods, holding your other hand.Finally you begin to fall asleep, your body seemingly healing
“Thank you,” Theo whispers to Scott as he moves hair away
from your forehead, placing a kiss on it.
“I did it for her, not for you,” Scott states before his
eyes flicker towards Theo’s shirt.
“You’re not healing,” he nods towards the blood seeping
through his shirt.
Theo lifts it up to reveal a deep wound, blood still
trickling from it.
“I’ll be fine,” he mutters.
“Here,” Scott says, pulling out a clean t-shirt and handing
it to him. Theo nods in appreciation,
pulling his own shirt off and pulling the new one on after bandaging his wounds. —————————————————————————————————-
It had been an entire day and you still hadn’t woken.
“Why isn’t she waking up?” Theo paces and Scott shrugs,
“She- it must be a really deep cut. She must still be healing.”
Theo winces, grabbing his side and dropping to the floor.
“You still haven’t healed?” Scott asks and Theo lifts up his
shirt to reveal the dressing which was drenched in blood.
“Maybe we should stitch it up,” Stiles gags at the sight of
“Stitch it up…”
Scott mumbles and Theo raises an eyebrows, “What?”
Scott looks at Stiles whose eyes widen, “When you thought Derek was dead you
couldn’t heal so we stitched you up.”
“So, you can’t heal because you’re
worried about y/n,” he explains and Theo shakes his head.“That’s ridiculous. I know she’s not dead.”
“But you’re scared she might not make it and you care about her more than the
others,” Scott suggests and Theo shakes his head.
“Whatever makes you feel better man,” Stiles chuckles before
noticing Theo’s glare.
“We should stich you up though. Get the healing process to
start,” Deaton suggests, holding up a needle.
“Like I said. I’ll be fine,”
Theo states, dismissing the idea. —————————————————————————————————-
A few hours later you start to stir and Theo is instantaneously
by your side.
“Y/N,” he hovers over you, lifting up your shirt to see the
wound had almost healed completely.
“I’m fine,” you stutter, pulling yourself upright before
noticing Theo’s pained expression, “You on the other hand don’t look so good.”Theo swallows hard and you inhale deeply.
“How long was I out?”
“A day and a bit.”
You pause, “Wait, it’s been that long and you haven’t
healed?”Theo nods, looking at you nervously.
“What?” you mumble, noticing the expression on his face
before your eyes slightly widen.
“What?” he asks this time and you shake your head, “Nothing. I just – I know what you did to Josh.”
“He didn’t deserve that Theo.”
Theo stays silent and you shake your head in disbelief, “I thought having a
pack was what you wanted.”
“Yeah, Scott’s pack, not a bunch of knock offs,” he states and you slump a
“I didn’t mean you. I mean Josh and Tracy and Cory.”
“How am I different from them?”
He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, “You just are.”
The room falls into silence until you clear your throat.
“Take my power.”
“W-what?” he stammers,
stepping away from you.
“I know you’re going to do it eventually. I’m just telling
you it’s okay. This is never what I wanted for myself. I’m the strongest out of
the rest, if you take my power you’ll heal.”
Theo looks at you in bewilderment, “You want me to do it?”
“No… I don’t. But I know you want to.
And I’d rather you do it now than later, when I don’t expect it. I wouldn’t
want to die like Josh… feeling betrayed. Not
being able to say goodbye.”
“O-okay. Who do you want to say goodbye to?” he asks pulling his phone out and
you stop him.
“You. Just you,”
you smile, “I was no one- I had no one before you. I know this pack meant
nothing to you but it gave me a family. It gave me you.”
“You don’t have to do this now,” he sighs.
After feeling Josh’s powers, it had definitely crossed Theo’s mind to kill the
rest of his pack. But not you. Not now at least. Maybe Tracy, then Cory. And if
the time came, he knew he could kill you despite enjoying having you around.
“No one will miss me. At least this way the others get some time.”
Theo stays silent, looking at you in pain.
You swallow hard, your eyes tearing up as you pull up Theo’s hand, placing it
against your chest, “Do it.”
He hesitates, his hand trembling, “It’s okay Theo.”
He breathes in and you feel the tips of his claws piercing the surface of your
skin and you close your eyes.Moments later you feel his hand pull away.
“I can’t,” he states, backing away from you, “I can’t. Not to you.”
“W-what are you talking about?”
“I need more time!” he shouts, slamming a hand against the wall in frustration.
“No. I’m not doing this. Not now.”
“After Tracy and Corey. If I have to.”
“You don’t have to kill anyone Theo.
You choose to,” you sigh, “So just choose me now. I don’t want to wait around
for you to kill me.”
“I hate this!” he yells, stepping close to you, “I hate that this is what you expect of me.”
“Tell me you didn’t think about killing me…”
“I did. I just thought I’d have more time with you…”
“To do what?!”
He hesitates before crashing his lips against yours, lifting
you onto the table as you wrap your legs around him.
He winces and you pull away, looking down at the blood
seeping through his shirt.
“Why did you do that?”
“Because I care about you!” he yells abruptly, running his fingers through his
hair, “Don’t you get it?!”
“I know. You didn’t think someone like me could actually care about anyone.”
“No. I didn’t think you’d care about someone like me. Stupid, powerless and basically invisible.”
“You’re none of those things. You’re perfect and I- I don’t deserve you.”
“You need to get out of here or I might kill you against my better judgement if
I don’t heal soon.”
“My whole life I’ve been this person. Cruel and conniving and basically just an
asshole. I wish I could say I could change for you but I can’t. But maybe if
you’re far away from me I can at least convince myself to not go looking for
you. You’ll be safe.”
“I don’t want to be away from you,” you mumble, walking towards him and he
“I can’t be with you,” he shakes his head and you nod,
“Okay. So- I’ll – I’ll just go back to being in your pack. We can act like –
like this never happened.”
“I can’t do that either.”
“So now what?”
“Y/N, JUST LEAVE!”
You nod silently, walking out the door without looking back.
As you round the corner you bump into Scott, Liam and Stiles who had obviously
“Any one of you want to give me a ride home?” you ask and
Stiles nods, jiggling the keys to his jeep. Stiles pulls up in your driveway and you mumble a ‘thank you’,
jumping out before he can make some stupid joke about how he didn’t know Theo had
a heart in an effort to make you feel better.
You run upstairs, shoving things into your bag blindly
before collapsing onto your bed, your chest heaving.
What the hell was Theo’s problem? He kisses you and then
tells you to disappear? There had to be something else.
“You’re wondering what reason Theo could possibly have for
wanting you to get lost?” you hear a voice in the doorway and you turn around
to see Liam.
“How did you get in here?”
“You left the door wide open,” he smirks before continuing,
“Theo doesn’t need a reason to push people away. It’s just in his nature. But
with you, it’s because you’re a weakness.”
“Exactly. See, the more people that know he cares about you the more people
that can use it against him.”
“Well I guess it’s a good thing the only people who heard were a part of
Scott’s Good Samaritan pack.”
Liam looks at you nervously.
“What are you doing here anyway?”
“The thing is, right after you left Tracy and Corey made an appearance. They’re
pissed about what happened with Josh and they know they can’t go against Theo
without getting killed. We think they might have seen or heard what happened
with the two of you which means they could come after you to get back at him.”
“Scott sent me to make sure you got far away from here. And safely.”
“Right,” you mutter and Liam grabs another bag and shoves more of your clothes
in. Five bags later and you’re loading it into your car and Liam
insists on driving after noticing how much your hands were shaking.