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Worth The Risk {Part 11}

Bucky x Reader
Summary: Bucky knew that all Steve wanted was for him to get along with her, but was it really worth the risk?

Part 01 / Part 02 / Part 03 / Part 04 / Part 05 / Part 06 / Part 07 / Part 08 / Part 09 / Part 10 / Part 12 - Coming Soon!

Word Count: 2376
Warnings: angst

A/N: Look who finally finished part 11! But also real talk though, seeing a professional doesn’t make you weak or lesser as a person. BUT not all types of help work for everyone and I strongly encourage anyone going through stuff to find a way of support and recovery that works for them. Take care of yourself, you guys <3

Originally posted by pxggycxrters

You’d been hunched over your desk, absorbed in your work when a knock at the door pulled you out of your thoughts. Leaning back in your chair, you set down your pen and listened. The knock sounded again and you called out to FRIDAY, letting Sam in.

He’d been visiting you regularly over the past few days and as he entered the room you noticed the disapproving look he threw you. You weren’t surprised; you knew exactly why he was upset. He hated it when you buried yourself in work, yet there you were doing just that: anything to distract yourself.

You let out a small sigh and closed the binder in front of you, turning to face the older man.

“Hey.” You greeted, voice hoarse from lack of use.

“Hey,” he replied. “How are you doing?”

Sam took a seat on the edge of your bed and you shrugged. There was a pause and you opened your mouth to speak, but Sam beat you to it.

“I brought you something.”

You hadn’t expected that.

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The Arrangement (Part 12)

Originally posted by supernaturalfreewill

Summary (story spoilers): someone delivers some unexpected and unpleasant news, sending you running. Sam and Benny confront Dean, and the three of them go looking for you.

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,500

Warnings (again, spoilers): lots of language, angst, cheating, feelings of betrayal and worthlessness

A/N: Thank you guys for all your patience! My show this weekend went really well! I came in 3rd out of 17 and qualified for Nationals in early May! Hope you enjoy this installment, though I think I’ll have a few upset messages…

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Punk (Chap. 7)

Originally posted by miamirasmus

Summary: You’re head over heels for you’re best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 2510

Warnings: Same as always

A/N: Thank you for all of the feedback again I’m completely blown away.  Sorry that tags have been finicky, not sure what tumblr’s deal is lately.  I hope you like this chapter, thanks for sticking around!



The crisp, cold air outside the club was a welcoming relief but did little to halt the burning tears cascading down your cheeks or the hot waves of mortification and shame radiating out from deep within your very being.  The cold air bit at your nose and throat as you allowed yourself to suck in great gulps in attempts to keep the impending panic attack at bay.

This can’t be happening, this wasn’t supposed to happen.  Ethan stood at the curb, attempting to hail a cab while you toiled over your interaction with Bucky.  This wasn’t like how it was in the movies.  Wasn’t Bucky supposed to be completely awestruck with your transformation? Shouldn’t he have been at a loss for words? Instead he was completely taken aback for all the wrong reasons. He’d looked at you with utter confusion, probably wondering what the hell you were doing in a dress, wearing makeup, sporting heels, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing…and he didn’t like it at all.

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title: “Contagious” (Peter Parker Imagine)

characters: reader x peter parker, daughter x tony stark

word count:1,263

warnings: fluff&stuff, fatherly shit, swearing.

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Of Loyalty and Duty (Chapter 3)

Prompt: In an effort to save two kingdoms, an arranged marriage was made. At his request, Prince Lin-Manuel Miranda was to be wed to you, the youngest daughter in your royal family. RoyalAU. Written for the hamwriters’ write-a-thon Day 1 prompt.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Pairing: Lin x reader

Words: 2,383

Warning: minor character death

Tagged: @buckybarneshairpullingkink @notthrowingawaymyfood

A/N: So you’re going to give me a backhanded compliment and then insult me by telling me my fics are shitty? Well here’s ANOTHER one for you. Two in one day, will ya look at that? *clears throat* Anyways, hope you guys enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think. Thank you for proofreading @how-could-i-do-this ! Also, I’m leaving for a trip soon, so I’m not sure if I have time to write. @nesthemonster - this is for you.

Thanks for reading!




The Miranda kingdom was breathtaking.

Though you’d already seen the scenery – the sprawling green plains, mountains and hills that decorated the horizon, and the fields littered with farmers that tended to their crops and livestock – experiencing it once was not enough for you to appreciate its beauty. As you neared the first village, you noticed that children, boys and girls alike, were running alongside the carriage, waving their tiny arms in greeting. You automatically waved back, giggling when their eyes went wide.

Without much thought about your prior spat, you tugged on Prince Lin’s sleeve to catch his attention. “Say hello!”

He gave you an amused stare but acquiesced, lifting his hand in acknowledgment to the sprinting children. You laughed when they shrieked in delight, their bright smiles shining under the sun despite the growing distance between them and the carriage. “I imagine that you are very popular with the children in the villages,” you teased, tucking the loose tendrils of hair that the wind toyed with behind your ear, “they are quick to idolize people that they admire… and your similar temperaments must be appealing to them as well.”

Prince Lin scoffed and propped his chin on his hand, elbow resting against the window of the carriage. “Are you calling me a child, Princess?” he questioned, regarding you carefully.

You leaned back against the seat, purposely not meeting his gaze as you grinned. “Maybe.”

“I am anything but a child,” he murmured, shifting close, “would you like a proof of my manhood, Princess?”

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Missed Connection (Bucky x Reader)

Requested by: @swtltlmrvlgrl
Summary: Can you do a ‘missed connection’ with Bucky? Like you talked to him on a bus or train for an hour but at the end you didn’t get his name or number? (will they meet again or not? I leave it to you haha)

A/N: Thank you for requesting this!! I’m sorry it took so long but this was so much fun to write omg <3 I hope it’s what you were looking for  and enjoy!
(also yes that’s the hogwarts express lmfao)

Word Count: 2945
Warnings: mention of family death / mention of spreading ashes kind of thing… 

Originally posted by whohehellisbucky

Originally posted by not-infires-its-inspires

Disclaimer: I don’t speak Romanian… Sorry if it’s wrong rip



iartă-mă… scuze… scuzati-ma…” 
(Pardon me… Sorry… Excuse me…)

You pushed your way through the crowded train, mumbling your apologies as you gripped your small suitcase tightly by your side.

It was mid summer and, finally having gotten some time off work, you’d flown to Romania for a few weeks.

Your mother had often spoken of her childhood in Bucharest when you were young, and when she’d passed away just over a year ago you’d decided to save up and see the places of her stories for yourself. You were now on the last few days of your trip and so far it had been an absolutely amazing journey. Bucharest was beautiful, the people were kind and as you got to know the country your mother had once called home, you quickly fell in love.

To be honest, you didn’t want to leave, but you didn’t have a choice so there you were.

To wrap up the trip you were spending your last weekend in Romania out in the countryside by a small farm called the “Cabana alb”. It was just outside the city and your mother had spent much of her summers there. It was her favourite place on the planet and where you had decided to spread her ashes.

And by “just outside the city”, you meant a two-hour train ride away.

Honestly, you hadn’t expected it to be that busy, but there you were squeezing through the crowded halls in search of an empty compartment to rest. They were, of course, all full. Until you happened across one at the back of the train.

You wrapped your knuckles softly against the glass before sliding the door open, catching the attention of it’s only occupant.

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Get In

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Request: I was wondering if I could request a Dean x reader where Bobby takes her in after he has to kill her parents and dean and sammy get really protective and we see a little of sammy as a big brother? It can be as fluffy or smutty as you want :) (also maybe a little cas if it works ) 

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,800ish

Warnings: language 

A/N: Such family vibes going on…


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Teach You - Chapter 4

airing: Bucky x fem!Reader
Summary: He was a punk, and she was… what? She was everything society asked for. But he was different, and nobody liked people that were different. So what happens when two different worlds collide? Are they really that different?
Words: ca. 1000
Warnings: None

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3


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Whatever It Takes - Part One

so, after many jokes about Lin being pregnant and death wishes, @buckybarneshairpullingkink and i finally present part one :)

Summary: SingleDad!Lin x Reader

Length: 1,904 words

Warnings: None

Tagged: @masophistic @huffleheyguys @angerybisexual @consumed-by-musicals @aham-threw-his-shot-away @meyers-princess @fangirlwithasweettooth @alexis-the-zombie @linmanuclmiranda @hamilsnavi @nesthemonster @always-blame-jefferson @manuelmiranduh @hamilsquad-writings @yayhamletnonstop @theseedshamiltonplanted @the-and-peggy @sunriseovertheroomwhereithappens @god-damn-it-miranda @auliicavralho @daintyhibiscus

apologies and please shoot me a message if i forgot to tag you!

prologue || reviews fuel us <3

The apartment looked strangely daunting with nothing in it. Where everything once had its place, there is now nothing: the coffee table - a moving-in gift from your mother - had been sold, alongside the couch and the bed, the fridge sold, and all your groceries that had once sat inside lined up on the kitchen counter. Even your dying house plant had been thrown away that very morning, despite your long-time love for the greenery. The entire place felt as though it had been gutted, hollowed out. This was your home for nine years. Now, you stood in a place you no longer recognised.

You sighed. On the counter, partially hidden beneath the insuperable mountain of groceries, your phone lit up with a series of new text messages. Since you’d called three months earlier to announce to your family that you’d be returning home, your mother hadn’t left you alone on the subject. You knew she only wanted to help, but endless phone calls and text messages offering you ideas of what to do with your leftover furniture and belongings were erring on the edge of annoying.

Still, no matter how lonesome the apartment felt, you couldn’t get over the idea of returning home. In a few weeks, someone new would find themselves settled between these walls, and you would be at home, telling tales of your adventures to all those you hadn’t seen in however-many-years.

Excitement bubbled and rose. You could almost forget about the dismissal of your house plant and the loss of your small, albeit comfortable, English home.

With one final scan over the place, you placed your suitcases by the door. Most of your heftier possessions had already been shipped back to America, where they would sit in the spare room of your parents’ house until you found a decent place to live. Tomorrow, when you flew out, you’d take with you only your clothes and bare necessities. Tonight would be a night slept on a borrowed air mattress.

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Do Dreams Come True?

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Word Count: 884

Warning: Pure Smut. Shameless. And I’m not sorry.


Originally posted by fuckyeahteamjones

It was your day off and you decided to camp out on the couch and read a trashy novel. Sitting on your couch in your quarters, you were completely engrossed in a particularly intense sex scene when the door chime rang. Sighing, you got up and opened the door to find Leonard McCoy standing on the other side. He had propped himself up with both hands on either side of the doorframe, his head bowed until you opened the door.

“Busy?” he asked, raising his head, not yet moving from the door.

“Nope.” you replied, stepping aside to let him into your quarters.

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You Were Here All Along

Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

Modern AU

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 2534

Warnings: Swearing, cuddling(?)

A/N: Hey cuties! I had a lot of fun writing this one! It is a little longer than usual so I hope you don’t mind. But seriously guys, I looooooooved writing this request!! I hope you lovelies have an amazing day or night! I love you with all my heart!!:)

Request: Can you do a Poly Hamilsquad x Reader where the squad is trying to find a girlfriend that suits all of them (Alex wants her to be smart, John wants her to be funny, ect.), the reader is a long time friend of the squad who is just hanging around and it ends with the squad realizing she has all of what they’re looking for? - @onelastfic


“They need to be smart. I can’t be dating an idiot. I want them to be able to stay up late with me wondering about the universe and what it holds. They need to be able to hold their end on an intelligent conversation.” Alex decided, Herc scribbling down smart on his notepad.

“They have to be funny. I can’t date someone without a sense of humor. They can’t be rude jokes though, they need to understand the line between funny and offensive. I just want to be able to never stop laughing with them.” John explained, Herc writing down funny underneath smart.

“I want them to be passionate. I don’t care what they are passionate about, but it needs to be something they would stand for and that they love. I want them to just go on for hours about this thing and watch their face light up with happiness.” Lafayette smiled at the thought, Herc once again writing down what he had said on the notepad.

“I want them to be affectionate. I love being able to just cuddle someone for hours on end and I want them to be okay with that. They need to also not focus on one of us with their love, but equal with their cuddles and affections.” Hercules said, finishing off the list on his notepad.

“So, what are we looking for?” John asked, trying to peek around Hercules to see the list he had wrote.

“We want to date someone who is smart, funny, passionate and loving.” Herc read off, the boys around him smiling and nodding their heads.

“Whatcha guys up to?” You asked, walking into the small kitchen where they were gathered.

“OH MY GOD!” Alex screamed, not knowing you had walked into the kitchen.

“Sorry.” You apologized, watching Alex catch his breath from the scare.

“He’s so jumpy.” John laughed, watching Alex still look around with panic on his face.

“What’re you doing here, (Y/N)?” Hercules asked, only to receive a dirty look from you.

“Did you forget what tonight is?” You asked, glaring at the four boys that sat around the table.

“Shit! It’s movie night!” Laf yelled in realization as the other boy’s eyes widened.

“We’ll set up right now! Alex will keep you company!” John shouted, running out of the room with Herc and Laf right behind him.

“Damn. Sorry we forgot, (Y/N).” Alex apologized, moving a stool out for you to sit next to him.

“Don’t worry about it, you guys get busy. It’s not really that big of a deal.” You shrugged.

“Even if we do get busy, we shouldn’t have forgotten movie night.” Alex mumbled, slouching slightly in his seat.

“If I say I forgive you guys, can we go on like it never happened?” You asked lightly, placing your hand gently on his slumped shoulder.

“I guess that could work…” Alex said looking up to see you smiling brightly at him.

For just a second he forgot you were his best friend and saw you as something more, much more. Before he knew it, you had taken him into a conversation about Professor Washington’s newest assignment for class. He had never realized just how smart you were. Wait, smart? He reprimanded himself for thinking you were just smart. You were a genius and it simply amazed him.

As you passionately explained in great detail what you would do for the assignment, Alex got lost in his thoughts. He didn’t know why he hadn’t seen it sooner? You were perfect for not only him, but his boyfriends too. The new partner that they had been looking for had been right in front of them the whole time.

“Alex, are you even listening to me?” You asked, slightly annoyed with Alex as he sat there with jaw hanging wide open.

“Sorry, I just caught up in my thoughts. I heard the beginning, but could you say the rest of it again?” Alex asked, a small blush dancing across his cheeks.

“Maybe later, the boys just said they were done setting up. We gotta go help them decide the movie.” You stood up quickly, offering your hand to Alex to help him stand up.

“Thanks.” Alex said barely above a whisper, his cheeks having heated up more at the touch of your hand on his.

“Of course!” You grinned, deciding to ignore the obvious blush on the cheeks. You walked to the living room with Alex right behind you.

“What took you two so long?” Hercules asked as the two walked through the door.

“I had to wake Alex from his daydreaming.” You said, nodding your head back to the man that had entered after you.

“What were you daydreaming of, mon amour?” Laf asked, the curiosity easy to see on his face.

“I…uh…well…” Alex stuttered, the blush that had finally faded from his cheeks making a bold return.

“He was probably fantasizing being far away from us and writing to his heart’s content.” You giggled, saving Alex from having to come up with some ridiculous excuse.

“I doubt it. He was probably daydreaming about being on a private island with us three.” John smirked suggestively as he wiggled his eyebrows.

“Or maybe he was dreaming about that private island with Professor Washington.” You smirked back, the three boys laughing loudly at the joke while Alex’s blush somehow grew bigger.

John continued to laugh while you said a couple more playful jabs to Alex about his love for Professor Washington. His laugh faded as he instead became entranced by how playful you were with his boyfriends. You fit in so well with them and made them all laugh so hard. How had he been so blind?

It was obvious now what Alex had been daydreaming about, it was you. Alex and John made eye contact, travelling a silent message. They both agreed that you fit their dream partner almost perfectly. They just had to wait for the other two to realize it on their own.

“Can we just vote on the movie now?” Alex asked, having enough with being embarrassed by his friend and boyfriends for the night.

“Sounds like a good idea to me!” Herc’s voice boomed through the room. “Everyone pull out the movie you want us to watch tonight and then we will decide from there.”

“You know this always causes a lot of arguments, maybe we should try something different.” You suggested, watching the other three boys shove each other over as they reached for their favorite movies.

“Nah, it’s funny to see everyone argue, besides we always stop it before we get hurtful or too intense.” Herc shrugged, laughing at the struggle the others were having as the fought to grab their movie of choice. “Now grab your pick so we can debate!” Herc pushed you forward gently.

You quickly dodged the boys rough housing and grabbed one of your favorite movies of all time, ‘Peter Pan’. You knew the boys were going to complain because they all thought it was some overrated kids movie, but had any of them ever taken the time to sit down and watch it? No, so they didn’t have any room to judge it.

“Okay, so I have-” Alex started only to be cut of by John.

“Boo! It sounds boring!!” John yelled, before looking around the room with his puppy dog eyes. “Can we, please, start watching the movie of my choice?” The boys hummed small agreements to his question, so that they wouldn’t have to deal with an overheated debate with Alex and John.

“No way! I want to argue my movie and you guys are going to listen!” You protested, jumping up from the couch and standing in front of the four. “Peter Pan”

“That movie is so overrated!” Laf cried, quickly being silenced by your sharp glare.

“As I was saying, Peter Pan. It is simply amazing in every single way, it is a classic. The art in the movie is beautiful, just wait till you see Neverland! This has been my favorite since I was a child and it will never change, why should it? It is a story that makes you want to run away and discover places you’ve never been. Discover your own Neverland. Besides, who are you to judge a movie you have never seen?” You ranted on passionately, almost out of breath.

From on the couch, Lafayette watched you with pure adoration. He had seen when Alex had gone into his full on rants and trust me he thought those were adorable, but you? Right now you were baring your heart to him and it was simply irresistable. The way that your eyes lit up at their protests against the movie. He had never realized how much fire and passion you had.

In fact, now that he thought about it, why had he never noticed you in the first place? You were almost always with them. Each moment that had with you was so amazing. You were always sharing new ideas and the passion you had for them. As he thought about this it made him finally understand what they had been missing. It was like a new beautiful light had started to shine down on his life. From the look in his eyes, Alex and John knew that he had fallen for you just as hard as they had.

“Let’s watch it!” Laf smiled, interrupting the second half of your rant that you had started.

“Are you serious?” You asked in shock.

“Of course I am! Go put the disk in.” Laf encouraged, watching you skip with joy to the tv.

Lafayette, John and Alex exchanged looks, knowing what they had to do. They all scooted as far away as possible from a very confused Hercules. He looked at them sadly, not knowing why they would leave him to watch the movies without their usual cuddling.

“Cuddles?” Herc asked, looking at the boys in confusion with his bulky arms wide open.

“No.” Alex said simply as the Laf and John shook their heads no.

“What am I supposed to do during the movie without someone to hold?” Hercules asked, not knowing what to do now with his hands.

“Why don’t you snuggle, (Y/N)?” Laf suggested, trying to act nonchalantly about it.

“Fine, I will.” Herc huffed, but he didn’t really know what he was complaining about. You were one of the best people he knew to snuggle with.

“Get ready for the best movie you will ever see.” You announced plopping down on the empty space on the couch.

“Snuggle me?” Hercules asked you, looking at you with some of the saddest eyes you had ever seen.

“Aw, of course Herc!” You exclaimed, quickly moving in a position where you would both be comfortable.

Hercules wrapped his arms around you, pulling your back tightly to his chest so the two of you were spooning. For some reason he found his drifting to your face as the movie began. He could feel you snuggling closer to him within the first 10 minutes of the movie. He didn’t realized he had missed the whole beginning until he heard a snicker from the other end of the couch.

He looked up to see his 3 boyfriends smirking at him and giggling like little kids. Of course they had set this up, but he was glad they had. He had been the last to realize it, but you were the perfect addition they had been looking for. You had fit each of their requirements and he was very impressed with how good you were at cuddling. If he thought about it, you were never one to say no to cuddling with any of them.

“Alex.” You whisper to the boy on your other side. “Come snuggle with us, please.” You begged, opening your arms for him to join you and Herc.

“If you insist.” Alex couldn’t help the smile on his face as he quickly jumped on top of the two of you.

“I can’t miss out on this opportunity of cuddling!” John yelled, moving on the couch so you were now spooning him. He loved being the baby spoon.

“You can’t exclude me!” Lafayette protested, smashing himself on top of all four of you. His long arms wrapped around all of you easily as he snuggled his face in between Herc’s and your shoulders.

As you continued to watch the movie, you could feel four pair of eyes on you. They watching your face carefully, making it very hard to focus on the movie. They were hiding something from you, it was painfully obvious.

“Why are you all looking at me?” You asked, not taking your eyes off of the bright screen.

“H-how did you know we were looking at you?” Laf stuttered, making John facepalm slightly at his slip up.

“It’s obvious.” You grabbed the remote and paused the movie before looking at each of the boys. “What are you hiding from me?”

“We’ve been looking for a new partner lately. Alex wants them to be intelligent, John wants them to be smart, Laf wants them to be passionate and I wanted them to be affectionate. We’ve been blind for so long to not see the perfect person for us was here all along.” Herc said, looking nervously for your reaction.

“I’m so happy for you guys! Who is it?” You asked, forcing out a grin.

It had been painfully obvious how much you had been crushing on these boys for the past year, but you would support them in whatever made them happy. Even if that happiness did not include you.

“It’s you. We want you to be our new partner, (Y/N).” John said, your eyes widening in shock at his words.

“M-me?” You choked out, not believing the words that had just left John’s mouth.

“You are amazing, mon ange. We have been so dumb not to realize that you are so much more than a friend to us.” Laf smiled gently, the boys watching you carefully.

“I would love that so much!” You exclaimed, pulling them all into a group hug. “I can’t believe you never noticed the crush I’ve had on you boys for years!”

“We can be very oblivious sometimes.” Alex laughed, pressing kisses to everyone’s head.

“More like all the time.” You scoffed, hearing them all protest at your statement.

“Now that this is out of the way, let’s enjoy this movie.” Herc smiled, waiting for everyone to readjust in their cuddling before he started the movie again.

You didn’t know how you could be so lucky to suddenly have four amazing boyfriends. You couldn’t keep the wide grin off of your face. To say you were happy was an understatement. You knew that maybe it was too early to say that you were falling in love with them, but it was the truth. You had been falling in love with them the moment you had met them a year ago in the library that was on campus. Lucky for you, you weren’t the only one feeling this way. They were falling for you just as hard.

I Came Back

Characters/Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, couple of nameless OCs

Word count: 600-ish

Warnings: Bit of angst, drinking, bit of fluff

A/N: This is my contribution to @itswitchcraft-not-googlemaps Steph’s 500+ Followers and Birthday Challenge I hope this time I’m right with the deadline lol

Unbetad. So yeah, mistakes…

Song Prompt: She’s Not You by Elvis

[Feedback’s the best way to show your love] Tags under the cut.

I Came Back


The bartender places a fresh bottle and re-fills your glass as you asked. “It’s on the house,” he adds at your quizzical look.

He’s wearing a flirty smirk and his eyebrows are up. You roll your eyes and shake your head. “Thanks though,” you smile politely taking a swing of your free beer.

With a sigh you tap the wooden countertop with tingling fingers, following the rhythm of the 80’s one-hit-wonder playing in the background. The ugly guy that’s been eyeing you for past hour gathers enough courage to sit on the barstool next to yours. Helping your decision of going back to the motel after this one last drink.

But before you can even hop off your sit the door of the pub opens and in comes a tall guy. A hot, tall guy. A hot, tall guy you know a little too well. A hot, tall guy, you know a little too well, own your heart and is the reason you’re getting drunk right now.

You don’t turn around, not even when you hear his low raspy voice as he kicks ugly stinky guy out of his sit.

“Beat it.” It’s like a growl and then the dragging of the metal legs around the dirty concrete floor.

Through the mirror at the back wall you observe carefully as he licks his lips, grazing his lower one with white teeth and stares at you.

“Still here,” he asks after a minute or two.

You just shrug and take another sip of beer. “Had fun?” Is your turn to make a dumb question.

His eyebrows knit in confusion, you roll your eyes. “With big-boobed blondie!”   

Dean scoffs and your eyes finally meet his. “What you think… you think me and-”

“I don’t need to know’er name,” you interrupt with one hand up. Downing your whiskey in one final big chug, you shudder and slip off the barstool.  

“Look, I get it. We’re not together anymore-”

“Only because you wanted t-”

“I know! Anyways… I don’t need you to rub your one night stands in my face.” With two finger on your temple you salute him and turn to leave.

Dean has your old beer in hand, so you assume he’s just sticking around until he finish it before he heads back.

“Y/N. Wait!” The loud stomping of his boots accompany his voice.

You stop only when you’re already outside and wait for him to get to you. “What?”

He looks down at you with a sad smile and sighs. “I just need you to know I didn’t. I didn’t sleep with her.” His hands move to your arms and his thumbs caress the naked skin of your forearms.

“You want me to believe that after all that flirting and touching,” -you shudder again at the memory- “you didn’t sleep with her.That Dean Winchester, let the hottest woman in the bar tonight, just walk away and didn’t- ”

Plump soft lips against yours stop every sound coming from your mouth. And like something you’d been doing all your life and never stopped, you kiss him back. Leaning your body to his, sucking in the heat emanating from him. Fisting the rough fabric of his jacket, pulling him closer to you. Parting your lips to allow his sweet tongue to meet yours.

His big hands roam your body, settling in the back of your head; fingers tangling in your hair and on your lower back; pulling you impossibly closer to him, letting you know how much you still excite him.

Only when your lungs burn for air you break the kiss and take a big ragged breath.

“I came back for her,” Dean whispers and you just blink no knowing what he’s talking about. “I came back to take the hottest woman back to my room with me.”

“What? But she was-”

“No,” he sweetly drags a few stranded hairs behind your ear and cups your cheek. “She wasn’t you.”

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Now Or Never (Part 3)

Pairing: Arthur (Mr.) Ketch x Reader
Word Count: 1,540
Warnings: Cussing. Magic Use.
Sequel: Part 3/? of Now Or Never

Special thanks as always to @lucis-unicorn for idea bouncing and beta work and thanks to @little-red-83 for letting me bounce some nicknames off of her.

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Everything Changes - Peter Parker

Words: 1096

Warnings: None

A/N: Hey so this imagine was a long time coming I guess because if you write Peter imagines then this is one that you write haha.

And can we take a fucking minute to talk about the trailer people?!?!? Like what is life?!? And Tony Fucking Stark, what the frick frack do you think you’re doing taking the suit off that smol bean!?!?! Still #teamironmanforever XD … Enjoy the imagine :)

“Peter Parker!?” Your friend screamed but still managed to keep her voice low. Regardless of the fact you were sure no one did hear her you still put a finger to your lips and told her to shush, looking desperately around to see if #anyone# had heard her.

Peter Parker?!” She repeated in the same tone. You couldn’t tell if she was acting this way in disbelief or shock - or both.

“Yes.” You replied finally. She had been pestering you for weeks for who you had a crush on because she claimed she could tell exactly when you had one. You had told her, and now this was her reaction.

“Peter Pa-” She began to say again but you shut her up.

“Don’t you think you’ve said it enough already?”

Y/F/N just looked at you. She had an evil glint in her eye.

“Don’t you dare.” You said.

“Oh trust me, I am not going to do or say anything.”

“Yeah right.”

“No seriously,” She said and winked, “Your secrets safe with me.”

She closed her locker door and set off down the hallway making you follow her.

You cursed your timing knowing that next period you would have Chemistry, with Y/F/N… and Peter. With Y/F/N sitting on your right and Peter directly in front of you. Great.

Y/F/N had paused next to the door, “Ready?”

“For what?”

She raised her eyebrows with a knowing look.

“I wish I hadn’t told you now.” You groaned and half rolled your eyes.

“It was the best thing you ever did.” She stated and then opened the door and entered the class room.

You followed her to your usual spot. Peter was already sitting there and you tried not to look at him. Y/F/N was though. She was looking at him as if she’d only seen him for the first time. As if she was looking at him in ‘a different light’.

You rolled your eyes but grinned slightly. She had better not say or do anything.

Your teacher came in and handed out the graded tests from last lesson. You were doing well in school and didn’t need to worry too much about your grades. After she had done this she stood at the front of the class.

“As I said last week everyone,” She started,“ your projects towards your final grade start this week so could you get into partners and carry out the preliminary experiment written on the board.”

You had completely forgotten about this! You had had so much homework this week you had totally forgot that this was this week.

You turned to Y/F/N getting ready to work with her. She grinned at you manically before leaning forward to the girl in front and asked if they could work together. You sat completely shocked until you realised what she was doing.

“Y/F/N?” You said. “What are you doing?”

“I’m doing nothing.” She said still smirking, “Just like I promised.”

Y/F/N?!” You hissed again but she had already moved to the other desk.

You sat there not knowing what to do. She was your only friend in this class.

“Um, Y/N?” You heard someone say and you turned to look in front of you to find Peter Parker staring questioningly at you.

“Uh yes?” You said as best as you could.

“I’m guessing you don’t have anyone to work with?”

“Yeah…” You said lamely glancing behind him at Y/F/N.

“Do you want to work together?”

This was not happening. Last time you checked you didn’t live in a teen movie.

“Yeah sure.” You carried off with a light smile. “Do you want me to move round there or you come here?”

“I’ll move.” He said returning the smile. You shifted your stuff over to the other side of the desk so he could put his stuff down.

You saw that Y/F/N was looking back at you with the same mischievous laugh she’d had before. You ignored her and focused on not making yourself look stupid in front of Peter. Doing that was probably going to be harder than this experiment.

You turned back to Peter and gave him a shy smile.

“It doesn’t look too hard.” You said regarding what was written on the board.

“No.” Peter agreed and you two started to get your equipment together and the chemicals you would need. It was a titration neutralisation reaction so it wasn’t hard, just fiddly.  

You two worked in silence for a few minutes and you couldn’t tell if the silence was awkward or not. You just didn’t really have anything to say.

“Could you pass me the acid?” Peter asked. You picked up the bottle and passed it to him.

“Thanks…” He mumbled still concentrating on making sure the acid stayed where it was supposed to.

Suddenly you remembered that this was a full blown project. As in a project that had a practical element and a research one. That was required to do in the pairs so one person couldn’t get the other person’s grade for them.

“Shit…” You said under your breath as you realised that Y/F/N had probably planned this out in the five minutes they had before class.

“Huh?” Peter said assuming you were talking to him.

“No nothing…” You said going red. Great, now he thought you talked to yourself. You gave him a small smile and he smiled back before returning to the experiment.

Why are you like this?! You thought as Peter passed the equipment to you so you could carry on the experiment.

You listed the volume values you had got to Peter and he wrote them down. You were surprised you could do it because your hands were slightly shaking from nervousness.

Soon you were completely done and you packed everything up. You didn’t know what your next move was going to be with this project because it would mean actually working with Peter.

Your teacher, after being satisfied with the state of the classroom, called the class dismissed and you got up to leave and run after Y/F/N.

“Y/N, um wait up.” You heard Peter say behind you and you stopped and turned round.

“Hey do you want to do the research element now? I mean we already have loads of work from other classes so we could just get it over and done with.” Peter asked. “That’s only if you’re free!”

“Yeah I am let’s do it.” You said.

“My place?” Peter asked timidly.

You internally screamed. “Yeah sure.”

Y/F/N who was standing nearby, much to your annoyance, and listening in gave you a thumbs up from behind Peter. You shot her a warning look and she just smirked and waved goodbye.

You couldn’t believe this was happening.

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Lovebug

Originally posted by tinysofia

Summary: You faint while on the journey and that causes feelings to surface.

Pairing: Thorin x Reader

Word Count: 1,037

Warnings: Its quite shit lmfao. I’m not happy with it.

Requested by: @clairese1980

A/n: I’m absolutely shit at writing romantic scenes because I absolutely have no experience with relationships at all lmfao. So beware the last part is pretty bad.

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The Avengers’ Niece

Originally posted by avenging-ballerina

Pairing: Avengers x Niece!Reader
Word count: 912
Warnings: A couple swears

Part 1 of The Unknown Stark


Popping your gum, you had your backpack over your shoulder, and your hands in your hoodie pockets. It was a rainy day in New York City, but that was nothing new. Your hood was up, shielding your dark hair from the cold water. You loved when it rained, you did not love walking in it. You saw taxis all over, but it would be quicker, and cheaper to take the subway and walk. Just because you technically had the money, didn’t mean you weren’t going to be smart about it.

At last, you found yourself at your destination- Stark Tower. While you had complete access to it, you hardly ever visited. Tony always came to see you, or would facetime. Man was so busy you were amazed he found time to breath. Letting out a sigh, you walked in the front doors. “Heya, JARVIS!” You greeted him happily.

“Ah, Miss Stark, how are you?” You rolled your eyes at the greeting. “I should inform you that your father is out at the moment.”

That was no surprise. “First, stop calling me Miss Stark. Been telling you that since day one. Secondly, that really doesn’t come as news anymore. I’ll just hang out. Are the others here?” You paused, waiting to hear if you should just head to Tony’s level, or what.

“It would seem as if they are currently in the dining room, Miss Y/N.”

“Yeah, yeah, thanks.” That was a step up from ‘Miss Stark’ at least. What 15 year old wanted to be referred to like that? Not you.

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Sworn Enemies (Jefferson x Reader)

Words: 2300+

Warnings: none, just a salty hamilton

Request: Could I request a fic where reader is hammys sister and is in love with Thomas Jefferson


“And he just gives me that sly grin and I just want to punch him in the face, you know what I mean?” Alexander Hamilton, your brother, complained to you. You nodded, barely paying any mind to what he was saying. He whined to you every day about Thomas Jefferson, and you cared less about what he said.

He was just a cry baby.

“Y/N, Y/N! Are you even paying attention to me?” Hamilton said, snapping his fingers in front of your face. You nodded, playing with your quill. He frowned. “Then what did I just say?”

“Probably another complaint about Thomas.” You mumbled, raising your eyebrow at him. He shook his head.

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Distracted

Originally posted by sassyminghao

Genre: AU/Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 870

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“For Y/N!” Your head snapped up from your phone as the barista called your named from the counter. You hurried over to retrieve your drink and put a lid on it, glancing at your phone all the while. You finished your task and clutched the beverage in your hand, adjusting the load of folders in your arm as your attention returned to your phone screen.

You’ve just moved to Seoul in pursuit of a career opportunity provided by InStyle Korea. You’re a makeup artist who’s minimalist; but eye catching style you used in the photoshoots back home caught the attention of some big names across the world. Today was your first day on set, and you need the caffeine to help combat the lingering jet lag you’ve been fighting for the last few days.

Your phone pinged with a heartfelt “Good Luck!” text from your mom. You smile as you approach the door… and promptly hit something solid causing you to flail backwards, your fresh coffee slipping in your panic to regain balance…  Which ends up spilling over the front of your freshly pressed white blouse. A low whine escaped your throat and you heard someone clear theirs.

Your attention snapped up to the face of one of the most handsome individuals you have ever had the misfortune of embarrassing yourself in front of. Your mouth opens and closes in an excellent impression of a fish out of a water as you struggle to remember how to speak.

“Are you okay?” You nodded dumbly at the question, still unable to look away. “Yes.. Uhm, I’m so sorry about this..” You finally found your words as you felt your embarrassment catch up with you in the form of a blush, crawling up your neck and onto your face. The handsome stranger laughed and smiled, scratching the back of his head. He opened his mouth to speak again, but a ping from your phone interrupted him. Your attention snapped to the the screen and you panicked when you saw the time.

“So sorry again! Uhm, I have to.. Go… Yeah.. Sorry again..!” You collected yourself, and your now empty cup which you discard, as you bustle out the door of the cafe while panicking to get home and change before getting to the studio. You silently praised your compulsive need to always be thirty minutes ahead of schedule, as it allowed you with enough time to change without being late for your first day.

The handsome stranger lingered in your mind throughout the day. And then continued to stick to your memory over the following days in the week. Finally, it was the weekend and you found yourself back in the little cafe, where you had embarrassed yourself what feels like ages, not days ago. You ordered a drink, and stood to wait for your order off to the side. Your nose was buried in a book and you were oblivious to your surroundings.

“Didn’t you learn your less the last time?” A deep voice from behind you sent chills down your spine as you slowly lifted your attention from your book, and up to the face of your handsome stranger. You could feel your blush returning with full force. Your mind raced as you try to think of something to say in return, but found yourself doing your fish impression again. He bit back a laugh and you snapped your mouth shut. Luckily, he spoke first again, saving you from your embarrassment. “I’m JB.” He extended his hand, and you slowly took it and shook it in return. “Y/N. I’m still sorry about last week by the way.” JB chuckled and you let yourself grin back at him. The barista called your order out, and you smiled at her before taking your cup. You smiled once more at JB before going to sit in a comfy chair by the window, opening your book once again.

You only got a few sentences in before you sensed a presence take a seat in front of you. You glanced up quickly, confirming your suspicions that JB has followed you to your table. You raised an eyebrow in question to him before returning your attention to your book. “This was my spot first, you just got to it before I did today” he provided as an explanation for following you to your seat. Without looking up you responded, “That is generally how it works yes. I was here first and sat down first. I didn’t see your name or a reserved sign.” You glanced up at him, challenging him to disagree with your gaze.

He huffed a quiet laugh and looked down. “Yes, but I’ve been coming here and sitting at this table for the last year, so I still consider it to be ‘My Place’.” You smiled at the bashful admittance as you flip the page of your book. His next words caught you by surprise, however.

“I wouldn’t mind if it was our spot though…” You glanced up and meet his shy eyes. Slowly you smiled, “Okay… But only if you tell me what JB stands for.”

A hopeful smile spread across his entire face, reminding you of the sun.

“Jaebum.”

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Hello! This is the first thing I’ve written in over 5 years so please be gentle. I’d like to thank @the-porcelain-doll-xo, @jinyoungsbum and all my babes @angel7net for supporting me and encouraging me to pick up writing again, and to post this. I have a potential Pt.2 in the works, so let me know if you’re interested. 


xo

Kass

PS. Shoutout to @gotchicken bc i like watching her cry over Bummie. <3

To The Ends of The Earth

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word count: 1147

Warnings: a little on the angst side, fluffy, cussing (when can I ever write something that doesn’t drop an F-bomb or two)

Request: @leenasleena-blog  asked:
First off I love your work and also I was wondering if I could put a request in for a Dean fic with the song With or Without you by U2?

A/N: This is actually the closest I think I have ever come to really embracing Dean’s true character. I’m guilty of writing OOC but oh well lol. I did actually make that attempt in this one though, it still ended up fluffy as fuck even though I TRIED so hard for pure angst lol. Thank you as always to my forever beta, @avasmommy224

This gif is the way I seen him saying to the ends of the earth…you’re welcome ;) lol​

This is freaking pointless. Why the hell am I going after her again? I would do this for anybody I’m close to, right? Yeah, that’s it, it’s just in my DNA. I’m a protector. I had to look after Sammy our entire lives and now I feel like I have to do the same for her. How the fuck am I even supposed to find her? Her phone is off, no GPS signal, I can’t track her that way. I guess you’re just going to have to stop by every cheap motel until you find her. Fuck, Winchester! You’re really losing it now, get it together and stop talking to yourself! After all, she’s just a girl. Just another strong, smart, beautiful…fuck, I’m in trouble.

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Meant to Be - Part Four: Oh No

Part One  Part Two  Part Three

Pairing: jamilton (Hamilton x Jefferson)

Request: Soulmate AU – When soulmates draw on themselves, it appears on the other’s skin as well.

Tagging: @elenarte @empyrealsakaki @gum-and-chips @karenthepoop @hammytrashy@falling-open @bestfluteninja @urstupidmom @olympun @rebel-with-cause @mishaisakitten @depressionjoke @gemilton @ur-friendly-neighborhood-fangirl @regionallyblurredfaces @destiel-addict-forever @sxnyalxveshxrses@theinevitablesense @boiugotsmehalpless @rachurro @hamilton-of-issues@phantom10526 @feral-tomcat-hamilton @alonelynoodle @aceplaysbass @ilesserpanda @kyloslightsaberdick @msageofenlightenment @pentagramtardis @artisticgamer @smol-angery-bean @abbylikeschickennuggets @little-miss-vanilla

Word Count: 3140

Warnings: swearing, anxiety/panic attacks

Dedicated to: @falling-open for their AMAZING art holy guacamole

PS this behaviour is HIGHLY encouraged. I. WANT. ART.

(PPS no pressure tho ily no matter what)

A/N: yIKES… i love you…. have fun <3


Alex’s eyes flashed open, his tiredness forgotten. Had he heard correctly? Had he imagined it? He glanced up to peek at John’s face. He had a small, sad smile on his face and his eyes were closed. Peaceful.

Alex silently wondered what he should do, his mind racing a mile a minute. He really didn’t need any more drama today, but he also didn’t need festering tension in his friend group… He closed his eyes again, already regretting what he was about to say next.

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