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Imagine baths with Chris.

A/N: Sorry darlings, I know I’ve been AWOL.

You sat on your bed with your laptop in front of you, head in hands as your thumbs massaged your temples. You didn’t know what had gotten into you but you were suffering from major writer’s block. Writing was about momentum, if you stopped for a second then everything stopped. Unfortunately you’d made that mistake when you decided to start editing your manuscript. It was not intended, you’d underestimated how much time and attention the process took from you. It was a routine for you to post a new story every day, but now it’d been weeks since you last wrote one for your blog. Your readers were kind enough not to fill your inbox with questions demanding answers as to why you hadn’t been posting but you knew they were getting antsy. As much as you wanted to write something that filled their quota of romance for the day, your mind just kept drawing up blanks.

All you could think of as you watched the line blink on the empty page was joining your boyfriend in the bathtub so you could wind down after the long day you’ve had. Your blog was successful but it wasn’t the kind you made money from, you still had a job that paid the bills. The dream was to focus on your writing but until you finished editing your manuscript, you stuck doing the nine to five.

Chris offered to let him support you so you could put all your focus into your writing but you didn’t feel comfortable doing that when he was still just your boyfriend. The two of you had only been dating for a year and a half, things were progressing smoothly but you weren’t at that stage of dependency yet. You were still living in your own places and neither had brought the topic of marriage once, it would’ve felt strange to depend on him financially when you didn’t even know if you had a future with the guy. It wasn’t like you were scrambling for cash anyway, your nine to five job paid you more than enough. As much as you appreciated how sweet Chris was being with his notion, you were capable of looking after yourself.

“Screw it,” you muttered as you closed your laptop, pulling your sweater over your head as you climbed off your bed. You knew yourself and you could’ve sat there for another two hours with no avail. You continued to take off your clothes, leaving a trail as you made you way to your ensuite. You gathered your hair and tied it into a messy bun, a smile danced on your lips when you saw how relaxed Chris looked with his eyes closed, listening to the music you had on your iPod. You wanted to be as relaxed as quickly as possible. “Where do you want me?” You asked and Chris turned to you with a lazy smile.

“Finally,” he held out a hand as he sat up straight. The water sloshed against the porcelain curves of the tub as he parted his outstretched legs so you could settle between them. “I was starting to wonder if you’d join me before the water turned cold.” His hand offered you support as you stepped into the tub, the warm water felt nice against your supple skin. “Did you give up, or was my offer too appealing?” You slowly lowered yourself into tub, brushing Chris’ legs as you stretched yours. “Mm,” he hummed when you rested your head against his shoulder. “Hi there,” he mumbled into your skin, kissing your neck.

“I gave up because your offer was too appealing,” you told him then planted a tender kiss on his jawline. “Also I couldn’t think of anything to write,” you murmured sheepishly and he chuckled. “Can we not talk about anything stressful, I’m here to relax.” You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, your ‘Orange Gingersnap Coffee Cake’ candle Chris had burning infused your nostrils. “What are you listening to?”

“Here,” he passed you the other earpiece, carefully adjusting where the wire laid so it wouldn’t be submerged in the water. You inserted the earpiece into your ear and snickered when you realized he was listening to ‘All Too Well’ by Taylor Swift. “What, Y/N?” He poked your side and you squirmed, giggling. “I can’t listen to Taylor Swift?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah, but you snickered at me.”

“You snicker at me all the time so technically, we’re even.” You retorted and he rolled his eyes as you began to quietly sing along to the song. “I left my scarf there, at your sister’s house…Hey,” you turned to look at him; his facials prompted continuation. “I think I actually did leave one of my scarves at Carly’s the last time we were in Boston, that red knitted one? Remember, I took it off because I said my neck was suffocating? I don’t think I put it back on when we left. Did she happen to pass it on to you?”

“I’ve still got it, in my drawer, even now,” he sang his response, grinning. He clearly had no clue and was teasing you. You giggled and playfully squeezed his knee, making his leg jerk. “Stop,” he playfully growled, gently nipping your shoulder.

“You stop,” you squeezed his knee again, earning another gentle nip that made you giggle. Your hand reached for his and you locked your fingers together. You both smiled as you sighed with a deep satisfaction. His lips landed on your head, a soft ‘muah’ was heard.

“I love how easy things are with you,” he whispered into your hair. “I love that we can do this and find it euphoric. We don’t need to go out to some fancy restaurant, or to some noisy club. We can just sit in the bathtub and listen to music and still be so happy, it’s really nice.”

“Right?” You agreed then unconsciously whispered to yourself, “I could do this with you forever.” It was soft but Chris heard enough to turn his smile tenfold. That had to be the first time one of you actually talked about being together for the long haul, granted it was vague but it was still something. You clearly didn’t register what you’d said until you felt Chris’ smile when he kissed your neck, you wanted to ask if he felt the same way but somehow you already knew the answer. “Hey, um-” you began hesitantly, “Chris?”

“Do you want to move in with me?”

His question caught you completely off guard, you were usually on the same wavelength but it was still a surprise to hear he was on the same one about moving in. The earpiece in your ear fell into the water when you sat up straight, breaking the contact your body had with his. When you glanced over your shoulder at him, you knew your abrupt actions and sudden silence was freaking him out.

“Did I ask that a little too soon?” He asked but offered you no time to answer. “Yes, I did. Clearly, I mean- look at your face, you’re- Okay, I’m sorry. I’m going to take that back and- What is the right time to ask someone to move in with you?” He rambled. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, he cut you off again. “Forget it, let’s just um- let’s go back to relaxing and we’ll table this conversation for another time. C’mon,” he patted his shoulder then fished the earpiece out of the water and held it out for you to take. “We’re tabling it.”

“I don’t want to table it,” you shook your hand, pulling your arm away before he could wrap his hand around your elbow. “Chris, I wasn’t shocked because it was too early. I was shocked because I was just about to ask you the same thing.” You said and his smile returned. “Of course I was also going to suggest I move in with you and not the other way around. I love this apartment but I much rather live in your house.”

“It is a pretty great house,” he agreed with a nod. He couldn’t think of anything else to say, he was too happy with the prospect of living with you. He smiled when you smiled, nodding in agreement with his statement. You were also a little distracted imagining what your days were going to be like living with Chris. “So what are we thinking? Should I call a U-Haul tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is a little soon,” you laughed. “You realize they just haul stuff, right? I’m going to have to box everything up first and- well, look around.” You said and he did, chuckling. “I have a lot of crap, I’m going to need to sort and dump and pack. It’s going to take a week, at least, maybe more because of work. I’ll need at least until the end of the month that way I can sort out my lease too.”

“Okay, but we’re absolutely doing this, right?”

“If you’re ready, Chris,” you nodded, “I’m ready.”

“I am definitely ready,” he chuckled, leaning forward.

“Well then, so am I,” you grinned and met his lips.

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A/N this one hurt me to write, because I know that there are people who actually feel this way in real life. I almost didn’t do it, but I told the anon I would and so I did. Please, PLEASE, don’t read this if it will trigger you or harm you in any way. I don’t ever want any of you to hurt like this.

Summary: reader struggles with her weight, and one day Richie is there to comfort her.

Warnings: TRIGGER WARNING: anorexia, bulimia, slight mention of verbal and physical abuse, and cursing

Richie Tozier

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Derek’s Birthday Girl

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Pairing: Derek Morgan x Reader

Word Count: 1,285

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you guys enjoy this! I wanna write more CM, so definitely send some requests my way!! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

It was that time of year again for you; your birthday.  You didn’t like celebrating your birthday.  When you were a kid you had terrible birthdays, even your teenage birthdays were a wreck.  You stopped commemorating your birthday once you turned eighteen.  Derek made the mistake of making a big deal out of your birthday.  That was a mistake he never made again.

Even though he knew about your hatred for your own birthday, he still wanted you to feel special.  He wasn’t planning anything extravagant like he had the first time.  This time he was going to act as if today was normal, but show you that he still knew what today was.

Derek walked into the bullpen and placed a cup of coffee down on your desk.  He pressed a kiss to your forehead before he walked over to his own desk.  The agent winked at you as he took a sip of his coffee.

You raised an eyebrow, bringing the cup to your lips.  The coffee was unusually sweet.  You usually drank french vanilla coffee, but this was much sweeter.  You liked it nevertheless, but you couldn’t put a finger on the taste.  Regardless it brought a smile to your face.

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Title: Just the Three of Us (Part 20.)

CHAPTER TITLE: Alone Time with Simon

Part 1. - Part 2.  - Part 3. - Part 4. - Part 5. - Part 6. - Part 7. - Part 8. - Part 9. - Part 10. - Part 11. - Part 12. - Part 13. - Part 14. - Part 15. - Part 16. - Part 17. - Part 18. - Part 19.

Character(s): Simon and Reader (cameo with Negan’s wives)
Summary:
Negan leaves the Sanctuary for “business” and leaves his right-hand man, Simon, in charge until he gets back.
Word Count: 2,756
Warning: Fluff with Simon and sexual tension! 
Author’s Note: I know my schedule says I post updates to this story on Sundays, but I couldn’t wait! I wanted to post this so I could get this show on the road ;-) Woot! Guys, we made it to the twentieth chapter! I can’t believe it! Like I said in the previous part, there have been many who requested more one-on-one with the Reader, so now it’s Simon’s turn! I hope you enjoy this because things will pick up soon. And they will pick up fast. Thank you for reading! 

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The following morning, you were woken up by the sounds of shuffling in your room. You fluttered your eyes open to see Negan getting dressed, his back to you as he buckled his belt to his pants. You smiled, climbing out of bed and quietly tiptoed towards him. Slowly, your arms wrapped around him from behind and you placed a light kiss on the back of his shoulder.

“Morning,” you whispered.

He turned around, looking down at your bare body first before looking into your eyes. Negan pecked your lips and smiled, grabbing his leather jacket and slipping it on. “I didn’t want to wake you. I was going to leave you a note.”

“It’s okay. Where are you going?”

“I’ve got to go to Alexandria. Those fuckers still don’t understand who the hell is in charge, so I’m going to send them a friendly reminder of who fucking runs it,” he grinned.

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With the hiatus coming to an end, I just wanted to make a post to acknowledge something that has been a really big part of my hiatus experience: Freezewald. I’ve had so much fun with this ship. There have been so many people who have dedicated art and fanfiction to me. I’ve had a bunch of people message to tell me that they only got into the ship because of me which was such a lovely thing to hear. Every time I came across someone making content for freezewald, I was really excited and impressed. I’ve made a ton of new friends through mutual love for this pairing. And it’s even made me closer to some people that I was already friends with. I know that it must have been hard sometimes to make content for such a rare pairing but I’m so impressed by all the content I’ve seen. There has been amazing fic, amazing art, gif sets, fanvideos, etc. I’ve loved them all. So I really want to make a post to thank everyone who has made content for the ship. And people who have liked and supported the ship.

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Thank you guys so much. And like, I hope everyone here knows that you can message me anytime to talk about this ship. And you know what? Also shoutout to people who weren’t into the ship but were cool about it anyway. I got a bunch of messages from my followers like “It’s really not for me, but I’m glad you’re having fun with it”. I really appreciated that. So thank you to you guys as well. I understand that it isn’t for everyone, and that’s okay. But thanks for being so sweet about it anyway. 

Now with the new season starting, I know we’re all going to be really excited and preoccupied with the new episodes so I didn’t want the hiatus to end without me telling everyone how much I love and appreciate you guys. Also it’s very likely that I’ve forgotten some people, if I do, I’m sorry! Feel free to tag anyone that I might have missed!

Sweetest Lie (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Prompt: Where Draco loses the love of his life, dying in his arms, as he tells her the sweetest lie by saying it’s going to be okay, that it’ll always be okay in the end. Always.

Requested: No.
Word Count: 1,213
Warnings: Death, sadness, fluff.

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You make it sound so sweet, when you lie to me. Make it sound so sweet, when you lie to me. - Vapor, 5 Seconds of Summer.

‘Promise you’ll be safe?’ you whispered against the dirty shirt of your boyfriend, Draco, him giving you a bear-hug for maybe the last time. He told himself no, that this wouldn’t be the last time hugging you, but he did it anyways, in the worst case it could happen. Losing you.

‘I promise, if you promise me the same,’ he murmured back and you sniffled, letting out another sob before nodding.

‘I promise.’

He pulled back from the hug and looked into your beautiful, warm eyes. A view he always loved to look at. A view which calmed him down when he was stressed.

Another spell hit the ceiling and some pieces of concrete fell down, but you were standing safely under the stairs of Hogwarts. Well, for now it was safe.

The Battle of Hogwarts was happening. And it was bigger and worse than expected. There were already so many casualties and it felt like the war between good and bad hadn’t even really begun.

‘I’m so sorry for not fighting on your side,’ Draco said softly, stroking his fingers through your hair.

‘Just because your parents are, doesn’t mean you have to,’ you tried one last time, but he shook his head.

‘I already told you, Y/N, if I don’t, he’d kill you, my parents and me.’ Tears slipped from his beautiful, bright grey eyes and you immediately hugged him again.

‘Draco, please don’t. Please don’t cry, otherwise I’ll start again,’ you whined, but the tears were already falling down your face, which was now buried in his chest again.

After some time, you pulled back at the same time, before a deadly silence fell between the two of you, still with watery eyes.

And then, you jumped, wrapping your legs around his torso and your arms around his neck, planting your lips on his as you shared the most passionate and saddest kiss you’ve ever had. A simple goodbye was not something you two would do, that’s just too difficult and impossible for you.

Draco’s lips were chapped and it tasted salty and wet, just like his tears. But either were your lips, and the taste brought more passion into the kiss honestly. But the main thing you felt, was his undeniable and eternal love for you, which made your heart flutter as you felt the same for him.

Finally, a thud made you separate from the kiss and Draco dropped you with sad eyes.

‘I love you, Y/N, forever and eternally. You are the love of my life and I can’t imagine my life without you, you mean so much to me,’ were Draco’s last loving words.

‘I love you too, Draco. I will love you until the last beat of my heart and I promise you it won’t be today that last beat will come,’ you said with a smile before pecking his lips for the last time.

‘Now, shoo shoo, boy,’ you giggled and Draco walked backwards, slowly towards the Dark Side.

‘I love you!’ he shouted before he disappeared in a black cloud of dark magic.

You smiled sadly while walking away from under the stairs, before looking up to the ceiling, hoping he could hear your last ‘I love you’ to him.

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Expelliarmus!’ you yelled with your wand in your hand as the wand of the Death Eater in front of you flew away. One step closer and your wand touched his living, beating heart, but you didn’t take the risk to do it.

Next thing you knew, was a green lightning beside you, so you screamed: ‘Stupefy!’ towards the Death Eater in front of you, before focusing on the one behind you.

Just in time you bent down for another green lightning and pointed your wand towards another one of them. ‘Everte Statum!’ you said and the Death Eater tumbled backwards, so you got up and ran inside again.

A field of people fighting, bodies and many green lights filled your eyes. As one of the students was hit by the ‘Avada Kedavra’ spell, you gasped and looked straight into the eyes of the evil Bellatrix. A devilish grin appeared on the wizard’s face and she pointed her wand towards you.

Sectumsempra!’ she said and the next moment you felt a stinging feeling in your leg, stomach and chest. You fell backwards but just in time, some black smoke appeared behind you and two arms caught you safely, preventing you from suffering more pain.

‘Y/N,’ you heard someone whisper in tears as you started to whimper in pain. Next thing you saw, were two big grey eyes and the first tears were streaming down your face again. You felt your hands being sticky and wet from all the blood that was coming from your wounds.

Draco murmured some different spells so there was a shield around you guys and no one could hurt you as you started to cry more. The pain was unbearable and you knew this was your ending.

At least you fought the best you could. And you were laying in the arms of your first, only true love. Draco.

‘Draco,’ you whispered as you reached in pain towards his cheek and you stroke it. He grabbed your hand softly and squeezed it a little.

‘No, Y/N, please don’t leave me. Please don’t leave, it’s going to be okay. It will always be okay,’ he whispered as his voice was soft and a crack could be heard, which made you cry even more. The pain started to fade into cramps, as you saw that Draco spoke a healing spell over your body. But you felt it was too late.

‘Draco, I love you. I love you, I love you,’ you whispered, ‘and I’m so sorry I couldn’t keep our promise. I’m so sorry, please don’t forget me. I’m so sorry.’

Draco cried out a yell before his lips contacted yours again, but you didn’t have much power anymore to respond.

‘I love you too, Y/N, so much. It will be okay, I promise you, you’ll be okay,’ he cried again while pressing his forehead against yours, waiting for your final breath but still murmuring some spells to lighten the pain for you.

You looked into his beautiful eyes and whispered: ‘Thank you for giving your love to me like it was everything you got, and I’m so sorry I took that one thing away.’

‘No one’s going to take the love away I gave to you, okay? My love for you is eternal,’ he said as his thumb was stroking your cheek.

The last thing you could try do to, was forming a smile with your lips and closing your eyes as Draco continued to murmur healing spells and mixing it with mumbles which told you it was going to be okay.

But it was too late.

It wouldn’t be okay, you were gone, and the bad side took the only good thing in Draco’s life.

You.

And still, in the end, even when you took your final breath, he still whispered it was going to be okay. Until he really realized you were gone.

A terrible, broken scream left his mouth.

Even the sweetest lies couldn’t save you from death. Because sometimes, it won’t be okay in the end.

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Imagine Chris getting the first flight back to you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re a good friend.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Chris is coming to LA!”

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Part 5A

Jennie x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1,386

You and Jennie are dating for almost a year. A lot of things happened, you guys came to the point that you want to end things already. But you never did. In the past few months you’ve been spending time with her because you haven’t been looking for a Role in a movie. Everything was so smooth. You came with them to tour around the world until the time came when a great director found out your potential as an actress, he contacted you and asked you to audition for the position. Jennie and the girls supported you all the way.

You have to stop coming with them to tour. Because you’re going to film your movie in Sydney. You’re packing your things in your hotel room Jennie is helping you fix your things.

“Babe can i have this?” She asked you whole holding your favorite nike sweater.

“hmmmm” she pouter with the noise you make and made a puppy eyes to convince you.

“Stop pouting i can’t focus on packing” you told her while folding your shirts. but she didnt stop pouting. You quickly pecked her lips and smiled.

“So is that a yes?” She asked you and you smiled. She rejoiced. She came to sit in front of you moving all the baggage around you. She wrapped her legs around your waist and her arms around your neck and you rested your hands in her waist

“Babe let me finish packing so we can cuddle” you whispered. You put your forehead into hers. She didn’t respond but she kissed you passionately putting all the feelings through her kiss. She pushed herself to you and made the kiss hotter while she’s grinding herself to your front. You can’t control yourself anymore. You squeezed her ass while guiding her in grinding herself to you. You slowly trying to stand up when she started licking your neck leaving some red marks around your neck. you quickly stand up and slam her into the bed. You pressed your lips into hers, roaming your tongue inside of her mouth made her make some hot moan that made you wild.

You broke the kiss and kissed every inch of her neck. “Babe…” Jennie muttered under her breath. “hmmm?” you responded while you’re taking her pants away. “i have a period” she told you. And you stopped. “what the….” you said.

“i’m sorry” she kissed your lips. “Go pack your things” she rushed to the bathroom to fix herself and you let out a big sigh.

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She’s quiet the whole ride to the airport. You tried to make a conversation but she always nods. But she don’t want to let go of your hands.

When you arrived at yhe airport you bid your goodbyes to the girls.

“Aaahhh i’m going to miss you!!” Lisa told you while pulling her in a hug and you kissed her forehead. “Take care if your unnie for me okay? take care of yourself too!” you told her and let go of the hug.

“I’m going to miss you idiot” Jisoo told you tearing up. You smacked her head and pulled her into a hug “Stupid don’t cry! i’m going to miss you too”

“My rose i’m going to miss you” you told Rosé she didn’t say anything because she might burst into tears. “me too” she told you and pulled you into a hug.

You looked at your girlfriend smiling 10inch away from you. you walked towards her and pulled her into a hug.

“Take care of yourself, set your alarms early i’m not there anymore to wake you up. Don’t forget to bring your towel inside the bathroom, Eat don’t skip meals, Sle-” She kissed you to shut you up.

“I love you, you piece of shit” She told you and you saw a tear falling from her eyes and you wipe it with you thumb. You cupped her face and kissed her forehead.

“i love you too my queen” you told her and you started walking away from them. you don’t want to look back because you might cry in front of them. But you heard a footsteps running towards you and you feel a pair of arms around you waist.

“Call me when you arrived at Sydney okay? i love you so much Y/N” you feel your back is already wet with Jennie’s tears. She let go of you and you kissed her forehead once again and you entered the airport.

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It’s been 5 months since you left them for your movie and it’s a non-stop facetiming with them specially with your girlfriend in the first 2 months, but now you barely talk. They’re on a hiatus right now and you want to go back to korea and spend your time with them.

“Babe you’re spacing out again” Your girlfriend told you through facetime. She’s in a messy bun with bare face and she’s wearing one of your large shirt. She’s completely stunning without any make up.

“I’m so sorry, it’s just…… i….. i miss you. A lot babe. i want to be there for you. i want to hold your hands, i want to kiss you and everything.” you told her holding back your tears. “i’m so tired of this being far away from you. having this time difference. we barely talk now"

“i miss you too” her voice cracked. “i miss your smile, your lips, the warmth of your body.” She said holding back her tears.

“Anyways, i don’t want any drama baby, few more month we’ll going to see each other. How’s the group” i asked her.

“We’re going to perform in  Mnet Asian Music Awards plus we’re nominated again” She said excitedly. “Who you guys seating with?” i asked her. they might seat with one of your favorite girl group besides them. “BTS”

You froze. Because you know that one of their members has this thing for your girl and you can’t stop worrying. You smiled “Babe i’m going to bed already. i have to wake up early tomorrow.” You told her and both of you bid your goodbyes.

After 4 months. You’ve been given a 1 month break from filming and you decided to comeback to Korea to celebrate your birthday. You didn’t tell your girlfriend who have been busy. You haven’t talk for weeks and you’re not that worried because you know that they’re busy with their promotions and other stuffs. When you arrived at their dorm you surprised by Rose who’s seating in the sofa reading some magazines.

“Y/N you’re here!!!” she hugged you and let you seat. She told you that Lisa and Jisoo went to go shopping and that Jennie went to visit her parents. After a short chitchat with Rose you went to Jennie’s room to put your things and you took a nap. You woke up in the middle of the night and Jisoo and Lisa were already at the dorm and your girlfriend is still missing. 

You went out for a walk and worried because your girlfriend is not yet home. while walking you saw a car pull over near the building. BTS’ Jungkook came from the driver’s seat and opened the door from the opposite side. And you saw Jennie. You’re shocked and your heart skipped a beat. You don’t want to jump into conclusion yet but when you saw Jungkook kissed Jennie’s cheeks your whole world crashed. As you watch Jungkook drive away you stepped away from the shadow to see your girlfriend.

“Jennie” You said and she was shocked. “Y/N”

“Is he the reason why you haven’t return any of my calls?” You asked while holding back your tears.

“Y/N it’s not what you think. Let me explain” She told you and held your hands. You removed her hands.

“That kiss explained everything already.” You told her.

“Can you please stop jumping into conclusion? It was only a thank you kiss! I’m going in I’m so tired” She said and your heart hurts. Knowing that she forgot something. 

 You looked at your phone to checked the time. But you saw your lockscreen, it was a picture of you and Jennie. Jennie kissing your cheeks. And you looked at the Time. 12:03am. You feel a warm liquid running through your cheeks. 

“Happy Birthday to you Y/N”

Dean’s Flannel

Gif is not mine

Title: Dean’s Flannel

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,836

Warnings: Fluff and angst!

A/N: I hope you guys are ready for some cute Dean Fluff!! <3 <3 I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much!! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

You walked through the bunker, your blanket cloaked around your body.  You trudged through the halls of the bunker, which was empty because the brothers were currently out on a hunt.  You had been with the Winchesters for a few years now, and you weren’t one for the hunts, just the research.  They had always reassured you that they didn’t mind you not going on the hunts.  They preferred to have you safe at the bunker anyway.  However, you sometimes got lonely all by yourself.  You would worry, but then they would come home the next day and they would take a couple days before the next hunt, if they could.  

You sat down on the couch in the library, grabbing your laptop off of the side table that was next to the couch.  You opened your laptop, lying against the arm of the couch for support.  It was midnight and you still couldn’t sleep, but you loved the library; it was where you spent most of your time.  You scrolled through your YouTube subscriptions.  There wasn’t much of anything that was new since you had last watched.  You closed your laptop and set it back in it’s spot on the side table.  You got up and headed towards the kitchen.  You liked to cook when you felt awful or when you couldn’t sleep.

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Basically, no goddamn words. I never thought I’d ever get this far, ever, but god, I’m so grateful. Thank you all, so so much for following me, I love you so damn much. 

I wanted to shout out to the many people who’ve made my days brighter, got me through tough times, friends that I’d never expect to make. Those who don’t judge me for who I am, who accept me. Because of the many people I’d like to acknowledge, they’re all under the cut! It took me ages to write a bit about everyone. Sorry if I forgot to include you, I still love you.

For 1k followers though, should I :

  • host a writing challenge
  • open up moodboard requests
  • fic drabbles
  • anything else? (ships, no. I’m still traumatized on how to do those)

once again, thank you all so so much, this is something I’d never expect to happen  ♡

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Sweetest Lie (Draco Malfoy x Reader) 

ALTERNATE ENDING

Prompt: Where Draco thinks he looses the love of his life, dying in his arms, as he tells her the sweetest lie by saying it’s going to be okay, that it’ll always be okay in the end. Always.

Requested: Yes. (4 times, and I’m so DAMN HAPPY ABOUT THAT YES, THAT’S MORE THAN ENOUGH)
Word Count: 1,513.
Warning(s): Almost death experience, sadness, fluff.

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THIS IS AN ALTERNATE ENDING FOR MY PREVIOUS IMAGINE, ‘’Sweetest Lie’’!

‘Promise you’ll be safe?’ you whispered against the dirty shirt of your boyfriend, Draco, him giving you a bear-hug for maybe the last time. He told himself no, that this wouldn’t be the last time hugging you, but he did it anyways, in the worst case it could happen. Losing you.

‘I promise, if you promise me the same,’ he murmured back and you sniffled, letting out another sob before nodding.

‘I promise.’

He pulled back from the hug and looked into your beautiful, warm eyes. A view he always loved to look at. A view which calmed him down when he was stressed.

Another spell hit the ceiling and some pieces of concrete fell down, but you were standing safely under the stairs of Hogwarts. Well, for now it was safe.

The Battle of Hogwarts was happening. And it was bigger and worse than expected. There were already so many casualties and it felt like the war between good and bad hadn’t even really begun.

‘I’m so sorry for not fighting on your side,’ Draco said softly, stroking his fingers through your hair.

‘Just because your parents are, doesn’t mean you have to,’ you tried one last time, but he shook his head.

‘I already told you, Y/N, if I don’t, he’d kill you, my parents and me.’ Tears slipped from his beautiful, bright grey eyes and you immediately hugged him again.

‘Draco, please don’t. Please don’t cry, otherwise I’ll start again,’ you whined, but the tears were already falling down your face, which was now buried in his chest again.

After some time, you pulled back at the same time, before a deadly silence fell between the two of you, still with watery eyes.

And then, you jumped, wrapping your legs around his torso and your arms around his neck, planting your lips on his as you shared the most passionate and saddest kiss you’ve ever had. A simple goodbye was not something you two would do, that’s just too difficult and impossible for you. And since it wouldn’t be a farewell, you sighed in relief while kissing Draco.

Draco’s lips were chapped and it tasted salty and wet, just like his tears. But either were your lips, and the taste brought more passion into the kiss honestly. But the main thing you felt, was his undeniable and eternal love for you, which made your heart flutter as you felt the same for him.

Finally, a thud made you separate from the kiss and Draco dropped you with sad eyes.

‘I love you, Y/N, forever and eternally. You are the love of my life and I can’t imagine my life without you, you mean so much to me,’ were Draco’s loving words.

‘I love you too, Draco. I will love you until the last beat of my heart and I promise you it won’t be today that last beat will come,’ you said with a smile before pecking his lips.

‘Now, shoo shoo, boy,’ you giggled and Draco walked backwards, slowly towards the Dark Side.

‘I love you!’ he shouted before he disappeared in a black cloud of dark magic.

You smiled sadly while walking away from under the stairs, before looking up to the ceiling, hoping he could hear your ‘I love you’ to him.

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Expelliarmus!’ you yelled with your wand in your hand as the wand of the Death Eater in front of you flew away. One step closer and your wand touched his living, beating heart, but you didn’t take the risk to do it.

Next thing you knew, was a green lightning beside you, so you screamed: ‘Stupefy!’ towards the Death Eater in front of you, before focusing on the one behind you.

Just in time you bent down for another green lightning and pointed your wand towards another one of them. ‘Everte Statum!’ you said, and the Death Eater tumbled backwards, so you got up and ran inside again.

A field of people fighting, bodies and many green lights filled your eyes. As one of the students was hit by the ‘Avada Kedavra’ spell, you gasped and looked straight into the eyes of the evil Bellatrix. A devilish grin appeared on the wizard’s face and she pointed her wand towards you.

Sectumsempra!’ she said and the next moment you felt a stinging feeling in your leg, stomach and chest. You fell backwards but just in time, some black smoke appeared behind you and two arms caught you safely, preventing you from suffering more pain.

‘Y/N,’ you heard someone whisper in tears as you started to whimper in pain. Next thing you saw, were two big grey eyes and the first tears were streaming down your face again. You felt your hands being sticky and wet from all the blood that was coming from your wounds.

Draco murmured some different spells so there was a shield around you guys and no one could hurt you as you started to cry more. The pain was unbearable, but you knew you could make it through.

‘Draco,’ you whispered as you reached in pain towards his cheek and you stroke it. He grabbed your hand softly and squeezed it a little.

‘Y/N, it’s going to be alright. I promise you, it’ll always be,’ he whispered as his voice was soft and a crack could be heard, which made you cry even more. The pain started to fade into cramps, as you saw that Draco spoke a healing spell over your body. 

Your lungs started to open up more and you immediately inhaled some air. Your hands started to get less sticky and as you looked up, you saw the remaining blood fading away. It seems like Draco have learned the spells really well, because just as the blood faded away, your wounds were only bruises and scratches now.

‘Draco, it’s working,’ you whispered with the biggest smile ever while the tears were now streaming down your face of happiness.

Draco sobbed as he smiled, contacting his lips with your lips as you both smiled in the kiss you shared.

While several spells hit the shield around you, but didn’t hit you luckily, you kissed him some more, before sitting up slowly. Only some scars and cramps were hurting you, but you ignored the pain which was bearable. In no time you were standing up and Draco helped you to balance on your feet.

Seconds later, he took you in your arms and buried his face in your neck, inhaling the smell of you. Your heart fluttered for the second time today as you took a small step back.

‘I know a place somewhere safe, no Death Eaters, no parents, no war,’ he whispered as you nodded. He grabbed your hand and you two ran away from your shield, the battlefield and the war, as you ran up the stairs of Hogwarts.

Sometimes you had to jump across some gaps in the stairs, but you eventually ended up in front of a wall, a dead end. Draco smiled and looked at you.

‘That bloody run did hurt me some bit,’ you snickered before frowning at the wall, ‘but what is this?’

Draco smiled at you, pressing a kiss on your forehead, before letting your hand go.

‘The way to open the room is to walk past it three times thinking about what you need, and the door will appear,’ he said like he studied it and your eyes went wide.

‘The Room of Requirement?!’ you whispered as you saw Draco started to walk past it for more than three times. You started to worry and it didn’t lessen when you heard screams down the hall.

‘He went this way! I’m sure of it!’ you heard the well-known voice of Draco’s own father.

‘Oh no. Draco, I do-’

Just as you were about to say that it didn’t work and that he hallucinated this whole Room of Requirement stuff, a big door started to appear like it was drawn on the wall.

‘C’mon, let’s go,’ he said as he pushed the door open and you ran inside. Just in time, the door was being closed and disappeared from the outside. A silence filled the room, beside the thuds from outside, but those weren’t really loud.

‘Draco!’ you squealed as you embraced the boy you loved, ‘you saved my life. You saved my bloody life. Thank you so much.’

Draco grinned and pulled back, foreheads touching. ‘Well, I can be a hero sometimes yeah. Your hero.’

You giggled and said: ‘Told you I would be safe, I promised it.’ Draco started to laugh as he nodded.

‘Hm-mh, tell me about it. Lucky I was in the room. I could lose you,’ he started to mumble with sad eyes, but you shook your head as he stroke a strand of hair behind your ear.

‘No, no, I’m here. Alive, in pain, but I’m here, babe, and I won’t leave you,’ you said, ‘not again.’

Draco smiled again as he kissed you again, cupping your cheeks lovely

Sweetest Lie? More like the Honest Truth.

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Part 3: Imagine staying up past midnight with Chris.

Here’s part 1 and part 2 if you want to jump over and read those.

Dinner didn’t start at 8PM like you had planned thanks to the little detour to your bedroom. By the time the two of you managed to break away from each other and have dinner, it was 1:04AM; not that either of you were complaining.

Both of you were now in your kitchen devouring the last course of the degustation menu; dessert, which was your favorite. You were a little surprised that Chris was having dessert because you’d seen a few interviews where he’d stated that he wasn’t much of a dessert person, which was a bummer for you because your specialty was desserts. He said he’d rather munch on candy than cookies and cakes, but from the looks of things you’d changed his mind.

You watched him eat mouthful after mouthful of your tiramisu and smiled. You didn’t know if you were smiling because you were proud of converting him into a dessert person, or if you were just happy with the fact that- you were dating Chris Evans. You still couldn’t believe it was actually happening and you were a little afraid you’d suddenly wake up and realized it was just an incredibly vivid dream.

“Why are you staring at me?” Chris raised an eyebrow at you, his words muffled by the cake he had in his mouth. You chuckled softly and shook your head, lowering your gaze. “Did you want me to feed you, baby?” He scooped some up with his spoon and held it in front of your face. “Here.”

“I’m good,” you chuckled and pushed his hand away.

“C'mon,” he cooed and pushed the spoon forward. “It’s good.”

“I know, I made it,” you chuckled and pushed his hand away again. “I’m just really full.”

“One bite won’t kill you.”

“Stop!” You laughed and shied away from him as he tried to force another mouthful of tiramisu into your mouth. “I’ve already had enough to eat, Chris. If I eat anymore I’m going to puke in your face and that will not be pleasant.”

“No it will not,” he chuckled and lowered his spoon back onto his plate. “Can I just say,” he leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table and his chin in his palm. “You look very, very cute in my shirt.” He smiled when you did.

“Does that mean I get to keep it?” You teased with a cheeky smile.

“And what am I meant to wear?” He chuckled, gesturing to his bare chest. “This is all fine and good while we’re in your house but the second I walk out, I’m going to need something otherwise I’m going to make headlines.” You both laughed at that. “I can see it now,” he chuckled, “right across New York Times. Captain America leaves his girlfriend’s house shirtless, where’s his shield when he needs it?” He joked then threw his head back, laughing harder than before.

You weren’t laughing because you were still trying to process what you’d just heard. You felt your lips part slightly, stunned that he just called you his girlfriend. Of course you’d be glad to be his girlfriend, it was just something the two of you hadn’t discussed. It wasn’t until he stopped laughing and saw your face that he realized what he had just said. You watched his eyes widened as he choked on the air in his lungs.

“Uh- I didn’t- I uh- You see-” He rambled, using his hands a little too much which meant that he was beyond nervous; you bit back your smile. “I um- it slipped out um- We haven’t talked about it so- ignore me, I- I didn’t-” he cut himself off and spooned more tiramisu into his mouth. “Mmmmm,” he hummed then dramatically spoke with his mouth full, “dishisdemicious.”

“Chris,” you chuckled softly and reached over and placed your hand over his. “You can breathe because I’m not the kind of girl who’s going to freak out because you just called me your girlfriend.” He swallowed his cake and pressed his lips together. “Do you want to have the talk so we’re both clear about where we stand, and so you don’t do whatever you just did?” You teased him and he chuckled. “‘Cause I’m ready whenever you are.”

“Well then- do we really have to have the talk when it’s clear we both want this?” He asked rhetorically and you raised an eyebrow with a small smirk on your lips. “I mean- I just unconsciously called you my girlfriend after a week and you didn’t freak out,” he chuckled then jokingly added, “if that’s not soul mate level, I don’t know what is.”

“Oh my God,” you laughed.

“Yeah, I said it.” He purposely puffed out his chest and brought a proud smile onto his face to comically relieve the situation. You shook your head, trying hard to stop laughing. “I’m an eccentric, okay?” He pouted and turned his hand, palm into yours. “Ignoring all the weird stuff I’ve said about the matter,” his index finger drawing small circles on your palm, “will you please officially hold the title of being my girlfriend?”

“Mm…” You pretended to think about it even though you were already going to say yes. “I mean-” you scrunched your nose, making a face. “That sounds like a lot of commitment and- I don’t think I have-” You were cut off when he jumped up from his stool and grabbed you, tickling your sides. “Chris!” You shrieked with laughter, squirming away from his touch.

“Say yes!”

“This is blackmail-” You laughed as he continued tickling you, you were running out of space to move before you fell off your stool. “I’m going to fa- Chris!” He ceased tickling you and wrapped his arms around your waist before you fell, lifting you to your feet.

“Say yes.” He whispered softly, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Of course I’m going to say yes, you doofus.” You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier with a guy than when I’m with you,” you admitted then blushed when he kissed you tenderly. “We still have to talk about some things though,” you said when you broke the kiss.

“Like who’s the top?” He teased.

“No,” you chuckled. “Like how we’re going to make this relationship work when we both know we’re not going to compromise on geographical locations.” He pressed his lips together, wincing. “And let’s not even mention our crazy work schedules.”

“Will you stop worrying?” He chuckled. “We’re going to make this work because I’m in New York like- more than you’d think.” It was said unconvincingly but you smiled anyway. “I visit Seb a lot, there’s uh- photo shoots and press tours and interviews that I have to come out for, plus I’m fond of a restaurant called Clover.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you, smiling goofily. “The food is exquisite there, and the head chef’s an absolute doll.”

“So I’ve heard,” you agreed, smiling.

“We’re going to make this work, Y/N,” he promised. “Do you want to know whyyyy?” He asked in a sing song voice and you smiled, shaking your head 'no’. “Because I couldn’t possibly leave my best girl behind,” he told you with a smile; his tone so genuine that it made your heart flutter.

“In that case, Cap,” you smiled back. “I’m with you till the end of the line.”


Part 4 sometime soon. x

Star Wars and Tony Stark. Never thought I’d see the day. I also live for Steve being confused by modern references (oh, and Clint being a disgruntled and sassy bird). Anyway, thank you to @awkward-wayward-daughter for requesting this. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt: Could you write a one shot where the reader and Tony always bump heads and don’t like each other, but then Tony finds out about the readers love for Star Wars and builds her a R2-D2 as a peace offering. And fluff! Thank you if you can! Even if you can’t, you’re amazing!

“A New Hope”

“There’s got to be something we can do.” Steve groaned. Clint’s head was on the table with his arms draped over it. You and Tony had been arguing for hours in the other room and ultimately everyone had taken themselves away. They congregated in the dining room to concoct a solution but hadn’t been able to escape the noise completely. When there appeared to be a brief moment of silence, Barton’s head lifted in hope – only to hit the table once more when Tony’s raised voice could be heard once more. Clint let out a strangled moan in exasperation. Natasha petted him sympathetically on the head.

“There’s nothing that we haven’t already tried or thought of,” said Bruce, who was surprisingly calm. “We just have to accept that those two are doomed to bump heads forever.”
“Then give me the gun now so I can end it.” Clint’s muffled voice responded. Steve couldn’t determine who he intended to shoot – Stark, (y/n), or himself. Either way, they needed a solution.

“Don’t they have mutual interests? Hobbies?”
“If they did, would they be at each other’s throats all the time?” Bruce sighed, pushing his glasses up his nose. Steve turned to Natasha.
“You’ve got to be able to find something. Lay some traps, set a scene – find something that they’ve got in common and set them up to figure it out.”

Nat shrugged.
“I might be able to do some digging.”
“If not for us, then do it for Barton. Look at him.” Steve gestured to the archer who was softly banging his head against the table, letting out a muffled cry with every strike. “They’re driving him insane.”

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You Had A Bad Day

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Pairing: Pride x Reader

Word Count: 2,040

Warnings: none

A/N: This wasn’t requested, but I hope you enjoy this anyway! :) Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

You started your day by getting up late.  The alarm you set never went off and now you were without a doubt, going to be late for work.  You were surprised that Pride hadn’t called you yet.  If you got ready quick enough, you could stop to get some coffee and a beignet.

You didn’t have time to mull over what clothes you wanted to wear today so you quickly grabbed something from your closet.  After throwing your clothes on, you grabbed a banana and headed towards the door.  Hopefully you weren’t going to have to eat the banana.  You plucked your bag from the floor, making sure that you had your gun and your badge.

As you locked the door behind you, you made your way down the stairs.  You paused, tilting your head at your car.  You groaned, feeling your cheeks burn with frustration.  Someone had slashed your tires.  You took your phone out of your pocket, dialing Pride’s number.  

“Hey [Y/N],” Pride spoke through the phone.  You could hear the hint of concern in his voice.  “Everythin’ okay sweetheart?”  

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Spring Seaon / First Impression

Ahh how much I waited for this spring season. There wasn’t any season so far I have been looking more forward to and I’m glad that it’s as great as expected. Doing a first impression on a season is like a tradition for me now and it’s always fun doing that. I just love it when a new season starts and everything is so fresh and new. New openings, new endings, new animation etc. Just like in every other season I try out every show. This way I’m able to find anime which are better then expected. But enough talking let’s start with the anime.

Yamada-kun and the Seven Witches

This anime was one of those anime I have been waiting for. It’s clearly not the first anime to use this body switching story but the way it does that is quite funny. The manga runs in a Shounen Magazine but the mangaka is actually female which is why the character design kinda have bits of both styles be it shounen or shoujo. The first episode itself was pretty standard for a body switching story. Both are checking out there manly or womanly features when they change and they are both obviously trying to turn back. Still as mentioned it was a pretty entertaining episode and I really liked it. The opening was really nice and I liked the animation. Specially the expressions of the characters were funny mainly Ryu. Definetly going to be an enjoyable show.

Kyoukai no Rinne

I love Rumiko Takahashi. I loved every work of her so far be it Maison Ikkoku, Ranma ½ or Inuyasha. When I heard that Rin-Ne is getting an adaption I was really looking forward to it and after watching the first 2 eps it seems like a fun show. The story here is also pretty basic. It’s about a highschooler who can see spirits. During the story she meets the “shinigami” (of sorts) Rinne who she is helping with some cases. It seems like this show will be overall a lighthearted show with nothing standing out. I’m actually suprised that this will be 25 episodes as I don’t see that this anime could get that popular. This doesn’t mean that I didn’t liked Rin-Ne. I love Rumiko’s eccentric style and characters and it’s always fun seeing there interactions. The character design are typical Rumiko too which I love a lot and the opening is really good too.Overall this seems like another enjoyable show from Rumiko and I’m looking forward to more.


The Heroic Legend of Arslan

This was one of those shows the most people were waiting for. Of course it is the novel is really popular after all which got a popular manga daption and now it’s back with Arakawas style. What else could you need to build up hype. And after seeing the first episode (haven’t seen the second yet) I do think that this could be one of the best anime of this season. The plot is pretty interesting and I like the setting too. Someone did their research even though I find that problematic with bombarding us with information since the most of us are going to forget anyway which rank who has etc. The animation of this show is quite good even though they do use CGI at times. The character designs are something I really like to. It reminds me of FMA and it’s obvious that Arakawa is behind the designs. Not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing that the characters look so similair though. The opening was okay not really my style to be honest but I’m definetly waiting for more Arslan and I hope it won’t dissapoint me.


Fate/stay night Unlimited Bladeworks Season 2

Everyone’s favorite Fate/stay is back too and as some of you know I’m not really the biggest fan of this show. I just don’t understand why people worship this anime so much. This being said I don’t dislike the anime. The animation is too good to dislike it. It seems like this season could be more interesting then the last one so let’s see what will happen.


Plastic Memories

Remember how I said that I watch every show since I could find good series I would never think I would like. Plastic Memories really suprised me. After watching the first 2 episodes I can say for sure that I really enjoy watching this. The plot is rather unique and I like the characters. Tsukasa our main character is new at the android production conglomerate Sai’s Terminal Service Department. They are responsible for the retrieval of expiring specimens. The androids this company builds only live for 9 years then the company have to get them back. For each retrieval there is a team of two peoples responsible. Tsukasa is in a team with the android Isla. I think you can pretty much guess where this is leading too. Despite starting light hearted the first episode ended really sad. Obviously the people are having a relationship with the android after 9 years so we can expect a lot of emotions. Also Isla is a very interesting character. Not the typical moe and clumsy character (she kinda have both sides but it’s potrayed differently then it normally gets) but very likeable in her own way. So what can I say ? Great beginning, good animation, interesting plot and good characters. This show couldn’t start better and is easily one of the best show this season so far.

Owari no Seraph

Two episodes are out but I have only watched one so far. This anime is about Vampire. Vampire are difficult for me. Since Twilight exist Vampires started to suck. Ahem. Anyway this show started the most typical way it could. Like seriously it couldn’t get more typical. Angry young man aka Eren Jäger is very mad since the Vampires are evil and treating the kids in a bad way. But where do the Vampires come from you ask ? In the world of Owari no Seraph a virus is killing everyone older then 13. A good opportunity for the Vampires to appear and enslave mankind. The kids have to work for the Vampires and our angry young man is obviously not happy with that. So what happens ? As emo and mad he is he is trying to run away from there together with his happy little family. But can they do that ? That’s the question. To be honest with all the things I said I found this anime pretty entertaining and actually liked it. It’s nothing new and it’s so freaking obvious that all the anime fans will love this since this has all those things that makes an anime popular. Emo hero, blood and tragic back story. But even with all that it’s certainly not a bad show and I guess I will like this overall. Such a mainstream fan I am ts ts.

Re-Kan!

Oh look ! Another girl who can see spirits. Japan sure do like characters who can see spirits. The first episode of this anime pretty much gave me the same feeling as Rin-Ne. Lighthearted show which is fun to watch but nothing more.


Shokugeki no Souma

Ever had an orgasm while eating ? Flying clothes while you enjoy your steak ? Did you felt like you’re getting raped by an octopus while you enjoy your meal ? No ?This is the main dish in Food Wars. Ecchi and Food that’s how we can sum up Food Wars. I actually read like 10 chapters before this anime so I knew what was going to happen. Even then some fanservice scenes suprised me here and made me question my life. While I think that the first episode really sucked since it was way too much the second episode was quite funny and enjoyable. I guess as long as you don’t take this show too seriously it won’t hurt watching it.


Is It Wrong to Try and Pick up Girls in a Dungeon ?

Hell yes it is. You don’t do that. Dungeons are evil and so are the girls in it. But who aren’t evil are our two main characters. Bell and Hestia are the names of our two main characters and I really have to say that I like the interactions between them. It’s another anime which has this online game vibe but I found it quite enjoyable. The first episode was rather okayish but specially the second episode changed my opinion about this anime and made me like it. Definetly not a show for everyone but I like it.


Nisekoi Season 2

I’m being honest I didn’t liked the first episode. i found it dissapointing. This has many reasons. First Chitoge is my least favorite character of Nisekoi (even though I found some of the faces hilarious in this episode) and second it was just plain boring. The whole episode Chitoge was trying to make Raku notice her and it almost felt like some filler or something. Yeah and there is not really much else to say. The animation improved a bit and I like the Opening. I really hope the next episode of Nisekoi is going to be better.


My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU TOO!

Hell yes it’s back. I already showed my love in a blog before where I talk about the first episode. But the second episode made me love it even more. It’s so great to see that this anime is still as good as the first season and I’m loving the new animation and character designs. Both girls are looking fantastic and Hikigaya’s new design fits perfectly. Also I’m already liking the opening and ending a lot and I can’t wait for the full releases. If you haven’t watched it yet then go and watch season 1.

Gintama

Do I actually need to say something ? Favorite anime. Is. Back. After. I . Waited. For. Almost. 2. Years. Nuff. Said. (and I showed my love in the other blog already)


Ore Monogatari !!

Madhouse I love you. I need to say this in every season. I would like to stop but the problem is that they always give me the reason to love them in each season. Ore Monogatari had such a great and enjoyable start that I’m sure that this anime will end up being on of my favorite anime overall. So likeable characters and it seems like this is going to be a very enjoyable romance story. The animation is as expected from Madhouse fantastic. It’s so colorful and detailed that I don’t even feel like moving my eyes away for a second. So give me more Madhouse I can’t wait for the next episode.

Hibike! Euphonium

Talking about good animation. We shouldn’t forget about Kyoani. I’m a big fan of Kyoani anime and this seems to be no expection. It’s interesting to finally see different instruments in a music anime then just piano, guitar etc. I also was suprised by the main character as I expected her to be this typical moe character but I’m glad that she is so blunt lol. The story is pretty simple actually and the pacing of it is.. well what pacing ? We see everything the way Kumiko does (our main character) and the lightness and pacing of this anime wouldn’t work for every animation studio. But Kyoto Animation is not just some animation studio and they can make every so unimportant scene entertaining. Apart from the character and the story I have to talk about the animation again. The high quality animation of Kyoani is really amazing. And not only because it’s so fluid or detailed but also the filmic directions is soo good that every second of this show is enjoyable. So bring it on Kyoani .

I Can’t Understand What My Husband Is Saying Second Season

Well not much to say actually. If you loved the first season you will love this too.

It’s short and quite funny.


Few anime where I have watched the first episode but no opinion so far:

-Kekkai Sensen

-Hello!! Kiniro Mosaic

-Punchline

-Houkago no Pleiades (TV)

-Mikagura Gakuen Kumikyoku

-Etotama

-Urawa no Usagi-chan

Dropped without any questions

-Show by Rock

-Vampire Holmes

-Triage X

Imagine a long weekend with Chris. (Part B)

A/N: Part 5B 😍 I am killing myself with my expectations. 😂 You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’ and ‘Little Ways Away’ - Masterlist; 'She Said Yes: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A’)

You and Chris took a cab to TD Garden the day of the concert because you both agreed that parking would have been a bitch even if you did get there early. You were both right because though the gates only opened at 5:30PM, there were already hundreds and thousands of people waiting and wandering the area. You’d wanted to show up a little later, when it was closer to the opening so you didn’t have to wait with the rest of the fans considering who your fiancé was and how many times your face had been on a magazine. But Chris said it would’ve been in your best interest if the two of you got there earlier, something about beating the even bigger crowd. So here the two of you were, outside TD Garden with all the other eager fans, hiding your faces with sunglasses and baseball caps.

“Come here,” Chris pulled you along with him as he walked outside the barrier, trying to cut to the front of the line. You yanked on Chris’ hand when you heard people yelling at the two of you, demanding you to “cue like the rest of us!” You fought, but as always- Chris proved to be much stronger than you, so you kept you head down and followed him. “Chris Evans,” he whispered his name to the man at the door, passing him a notecard that had something scribbled across the top.

“I’ve got Chris Evans at the door, Chris Evans has arrived.” The man spoke into his communication device, then nodded at the response. “We’ve got someone coming out to meet you,” he told Chris and your heart jumped with excitement. Chris looked over at you, chuckling, when you squealed as quietly as you could. “They’ll give you a pair of VIP passes, please keep them around your neck at all times. After you,” he opened the door for the both of you and Chris walked in, pulling an overexcited you in with him.

“Oh my God, Chris!” You whispered-shouted, making Chris chuckle. “This is so cool, I’ve never been a proper VIP with extra privileges before. When I went to see Taylor Swift with my mom, we did not get this treatment. We cued like the rest of them,” you told him and he released your hand to wrap an arm around you.

“Well, no more,” he whispered into your hair when he kissed your head. “You are only going to get VIP treatment from now on, I promise.” You smiled as you looped you arm around his waist, leaning into him.

“Chris Evans and Y/N Y/L/N,” a very familiar British accent greeted the both of you and you tripped over nothing, stumbling slightly. You looked up and saw Ed Sheeran walking towards the both of you with two passes in his hand, swinging in the air. Your jaw dropped and you darted your gaze at Chris then back at Ed, then again at Chris. No words would fathom your thoughts and emotions at that very moment; you were absolutely starstruck. “Welcome to my Divide tour.” He passed the passes to Chris who took it with a grateful smile.

“You’re Ed Sheeran,” was all you could get out, much like the first time you laid eyes on Chris. Both Chris and Ed chuckled, like they’d talked about how your first reaction would be upon meeting him. “Oh my God,” your voice quivered as you breathed out those three words. “This is amazing,” you whispered to yourself.

“She’s a big, big fan,” Chris chuckled, holding out his hand to shake Ed’s. “Thank you so much for this, I don’t know how I would’ve gotten tickets if it weren’t for you.” Ed smiled and nodded, then looked over at you. You smiled, but still couldn’t find the words to speak. “Yeah, she’s going to need a few minutes I think.”

“That’s alright,” Ed chuckled and beckoned his head for the two of you to follow him. “We’ve got all night.” Chris stopped you for a brief moment, moving in front of you to loop the pass over your head. He pinched your chin, winking when you whispered-screamed nothing at him. He looped the pass over his own head then took your hand and continued following Ed down the hall. “How’s filming going?” Ed quizzed, glancing back at you and Chris.

“It’s going,” Chris chuckled. “I’m ready to call it a day and head home to my girl here.” He squeezed your hand and you smiled at him. “What about you? Still a long way to go before you head home?” Ed nodded, chuckling. “Well, at least we’re doing what we love.”

“That’s true,” Ed agreed, then his gaze fell on you and he smiled. “How are you doing there, Y/N?”

“I think I can speak now,” you chuckled nervously and both guys smiled. Ed slowed to walk beside you, rather than in front. “Thank you so much for helping Chris get tickets, Ed- or Mr. Sheeran? Oh God,” you mumbled to yourself, “I don’t know what to call Ed Sheeran.”

“Ed’s fine,” Ed told you with a soft chuckle and you nodded in acknowledgment. “And it’s really no problem at all, Captain America asks for my help to save his world?” You looked up at Chris and he smiled, beckoning his head to your charm bracelet where he’d a charm made calling you his world. “I can’t really say no to that, now can I? I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic myself, so I like a good love story and yours- it’s brilliant.”

“Thank you,” you and Chris replied simultaneously; Chris’ voice more stable and firm than yours. “We actually really love your song, 'Perfect’,” you told Ed and he smiled. “It is a very good summary of our relationship, or where we want our relationship to end up.”

“Chris mentioned that on the phone,” Ed informed you and you turned to Chris, smiling. “Which is why later when I dedicate that song to a very special couple in the crowd, you’ll know it’s for the both of you. I don’t think I should mention any names for safety reasons.” He chuckled when you and Chris nodded with pursed lips. “Anyway, this is my dressing room.” He opened the door and beckoned the both of you in. “You’re more than welcome to hang out, I have a feeling there are some things we need to discuss. Isn’t that right, Chris?” He quizzed with a knowing smile.

“Right,” Chris nodded with the same knowing smile.

“What’s going on?” You asked, glancing between the two.

“I may have made some premature wedding decisions without you,” Chris told you and your eyes narrowed in confusion. “I know we said we’d discuss everything, but- there was a very good offer that I couldn’t refuse.” You scoffed with a frown, facials asking “what did you do?” Chris bit back his smile as he said, “I may have booked our wedding band already.”

“You did what?” You frowned. “Why would you do that?” You asked, somehow not connecting the dots that there was a reason Chris was taking you to an Ed Sheeran concert as well as getting you a meeting with Ed Sheeran. God, you were one thick bag of soup. “We haven’t even picked a date and you’re arranging a wedding band?”

“Well, it’s not so much of a band than a solo artist,” Ed spoke up and you turned to him. You saw the smile on his face and suddenly, it made sense. You turned back to Chris who was doing his very best to stifle his laughter. “I hope you don’t mind me crashing, Y/N.”

“You’re going to sing at our wedding?” You asked breathlessly as you found yourself caught in a daze. Both Chris and Ed nodded, smiling. “That is- that’s like on my bucket list. Ed Sheeran singing at my wedding is on my bucket list,” you repeated to Chris, wrapping your hand around his wrist tightly. “Is this real? Am I dreaming right now?”

“No,” Chris chuckled with a shake of his head. “Ed’s singing at our wedding and you’re marrying me. This is all happening,” he assured you and you managed a shaky laugh. “Are you okay, baby? Do you need to sit down, or maybe a bottle of water?”

“I need you to love me less so there aren’t anymore big romantic gestures that will give me a heart attack and kill me before I’m twenty-one,” you told him; both guys bellowed with laughter. “You’ve done it again, Chris Evans,” you turned to him and cupped his face in your hands. “You’ve knocked it out of the damn park.”

“I knocked it out of the park with my fiancée,” he smiled. “So I might as well knock everything else out of the park too.” You chuckled softly, shaking your head in disbelief; you were definitely dreaming, this was way too perfect. “I love you, Y/N.” He whispered when he dipped his head, his lips inches from yours.

“I love you too.”

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Part 5C

TRUE ROMANCE XXII + Book 2 of Soul Mate [also on AO3] + MASTERLIST


A/N: I’m sad bc this has like three more parts left n I don’t want it to end but it’s already getting there and *sigh* r.i.p. me and my love for the soul mate series. Anyways, thanks for always reading this lil fic, enjoy!

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“This is so not exciting…” You muttered as you stood closely to Ben, bodies dripping from head to two in rain water as you shivered from the cool breeze that was passing through the subway cart. The moment the two of you had stepped foot on to the grassy ground, everything seemed to be fine, but the second you two walked away from the front yard and onto the sidewalk, Mother Nature laughed in your face.

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I would’ve posted this sooner but I was withholding it from my girlfriend to make a point. I hope you’ve learned your lesson, peanut. Don’t fuck with me. Anyway, mini-rant over. The last chapter was well-received by @thegirlwiththeimpala, @all-nerds-here, @tmntloverxd, @lavenderr-skiies, @tinkerbelldetective, and @procrastinatingvirgo. Enjoy, my darlings!

Omg the story is soooooooo good!! I love it.

Thank you. I hadn’t realized I didn’t need my heart. Now I know, and now I shall go cry in a corner.

OH GOD CIVIL WAR HAS ME DYING😭 poor Bucky☹☹☹

Civil War (Part 9)

Part 8

The next morning couldn’t come quick enough. Both Steve and Bucky were anxious for you to wake up, to speak with you and find out how much you knew. Bucky had gone to his room and pulled out all of his notebooks and photo albums with everything he’d collated over the years. His notebooks were teeming with scribbles and drawings, that only seemed to make sense to him. Sometimes they were nonsense, fragments of thought that linked up with something on another page entirely, and sometimes they were sketches which varied from the tangible to the downright dark. His thoughts had been scattered but those notebooks, along with Steve’s support, had ultimately been his salvation.

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Imagine: Like Siblings (requested by anon)

request: You’re 14 and suffer from despression.Pan takes you to Neverland and treats you like a little sister.


“Take my hand and I’ll promise you a better life.” Peter said as he flew onto my window board and reached down to take my hand. “You promise?” I asked him doubting his pledges. “I do.” He said confidently. A life in Neverland didn’t sound bad. No rules, no sorrows, no responsibility. Only a group of boys dancing around a bonfire all day, joking and playing around. My family couldn’t handle me anyway and the only one I really loved was my dog Sinister. The thought of leaving him behind ripped my heart into pieces but leaving this place seemed to be the right choice. The last thing I’d cry after would be my family. They treated me so indifferently and kept distancing from me since they found out I was suffering from depression. And before I could even realize what I had done I was flying over the roofs of my hometown. The fact that I was hanging onto only Peter’s hand scared me so much that I suddenly got an anxiety attack. Peter stopped to comfort me and offered to put his arms around my body while flying so I would feel more safe. I gladly took his offer. When we finally reached Neverland he lead me to an extra large tent with an extra comfy bed. “Why are you doing this for me?” I asked him startled. “I want you to feel good and safe.” He said and continued. “If something’s ever wrong with you, you can always come and talk to me. You’re not alone. Understood?” He treated me so nicely, still not acting cravingly. “Yeah.” I said and Peter turned around to leave my tent but I stopped him. “Peter!” He immediately turned around a look of concernment in his eyes. “What is it, love?” He asked softly. “Thank you. For everything.” I said with a sad smile. He smiled back and looked me straight in the eyes. “Absolutely no problem.” Then he left. Since then about a month must have passed. Peter has been treating me like a little sister all the time. Making dangerous excursions with me, showing me some special places on Neverland and even confessing his deepest secret to me, that his life depended on a special heart, called “The Heart Of The Truest Believer”. He told me that he would have to find it or he would die as soon as the sand in the hourglass was gone. Of course I worried about him but he told me not to. “I’m gonna make it.” He told me back then. Peter really trusted me. He made me feel special and accepted. He cared for and about me. It turned out that he was the greatest listener and comforter I ever came across. Everytime I was in a bad mood, he cheered me up. Everytime I cried he calmed me down and didn’t leave my side until I was okay again. He always tried to understand what my problems were and when I had a real bad depression attack he hovered over me and cared for me. He knew that when I was racked by those depressions he could do nothing but talk to me soothing and carefully. One day it was really bad and I had been sitting at the edge of the cliff all day. Peter was very concerned and worried about me, he sat there with me trying to cheer me up but it didn’t really work out. He brought me some tea and even cooked a soup himself only for me. It made me smile that he tried everything he could only for me but I felt like drowning in the dark flow of my depressions. I was thinking back to my family and my dog I left. The thought that I left Sinister with those cruel people down there made me cry so hard I wouldn’t stop until Peter decided to do something I’d never forget. He told me that he had to leave for a little while and summoned me to sleep a little since I looked so done. After about half an hour later I was woken up by something wet and warm slobbering over my face. When I opened up my eyes to see what was disturbing my restful sleep I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Right in front of me sat my dog Sinister. “You brought him here? Oh Peter!” I jumped up from the spot I was laying on and fell right into his arms. “Thank you so so much!” Surprised by my sudden gesture he startled for a second but soon wrapped his arms around me. I felt relief washing through my whole body taking my dark thoughts with it. “I just want you to be happy, lil’ sis.” He said going through my hair messing it up. “I am totally!” I said and knelt down to finally clasp Sinister in my arms. He immediately jumped all over me and dragged me to the ground with all his weight. I caressed his fur and felt like the happiest person in the world. “I knew that you’d find a way.” I said when I got up onto my feet again. “I’m always giving my best.” He said smiling. “Now come on let’s go back to camp. Sitting around at the cliff is pretty dangerous and you should really get something to eat. I’m surprised that you didn’t starve already.” He said and put his hand onto my back to push me forward. “Fine.” I said and started walking. Peter looked after me smiling as I ran along the way with Sinister throwing sticks for him laughing all the time. He was happy as long as I was and with my dog arriving in Neverland everything was finally perfect. We arrived at camp and introduced everyone to Sinister as Peter grabbed some dinner for us three. We sat down on a log around the fire and enjoyed the food talking and laughing again. At first Sinister fell asleep and then did I on Peter’s shoulder. I briefly woke up when Peter picked me up and threw me over his shoulder to take me to my tent. When I was lying in bed Peter gave me a little good night kiss and I fell into a very deep sleep that night.


Dear lovely anon! Here’s your personal imagine! I hope you enjoy reading it (I really enjoyed writing it though :)) I hope you have a very nice day!


Love Felia!