A/N: no one requested this but i wanted to do something else w the coffee shop au!/ story line idk
Pairings: bucky x reader
Fuck, this is the longest day ever, you complained to yourself as you foamed the milk for the thousandth time for the thousandth latte of the day. Your thoughts were interrupted by an angry customer yelling ‘why are you taking so long!’ Your grip on the cup tightened before loosening it up and turning around to face the person.
“We’re almost done,” your friend muttered next to you before you took a deep breath and plastered a fake smile on your face along with a fake apology for taking up their time. Returning back to the register you call up the next person, grabbing an empty plastic cup and the black sharpie, ready to jot down their order -Venti Iced Skinny Hazelnut Macchiato, Sugar- Free Syrup, Extra Shot, Light Ice, No whip.
Ignoring the pretentiousness of the order you couldn’t help let out a huff at the ridiculously long list of instructions, but nonetheless you created the order, mentally cursing at those who decided to create fancy names for coffees. You tried to not scoff when you yelled, “Bucky, your order is ready!” while setting the drink on the counter in front of you. What kind of a name is Bucky, you wondered.
“Did you follow the instructions?” A quiet but raspy voice asked as a hand reached for the drink.
“Yes. I do know how to do my job,” you replied without looking up at the customer as you cleaned your station.
“Wow, employees really changed since I last came around,” the voice said and you could practically hear the smirk that was on the man’s face. You dropped your wash cloth on the counter rather dramatically, ready to give a whole speech to the stranger but when you looked up you couldn’t help but be in awe of him. The man named Bucky was wearing a red henley that showed off his muscles perfectly along with low riding running shorts and shoes. His brown fluffy chocolate colored hair fell gracefully to his shoulders and framed his face, exaggerating the blueness of his eyes, a juxtaposition to his rigid look.
“See something you like?” Bucky said with a shit-eating grin, raising an eyebrow at you.
“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you replied, ducking your head in hopes that the stranger doesn’t see you blush.
“Right, okay. I’ll see you tomorrow macchiato girl,” he said, raising his drink while he winked at you before taking his first sip and letting out a satisfied sigh.
You turned away from him, kicking yourself for staying out this late. Even more so for inviting him upstairs. The alcohol had lowered your inhibitions, allowing the feelings you buried deep down to begin to seep out.
Everything he just said only made it harder. You were friends, why were either of you trying to mess all that up on some drunken whim?
maybe post some happy otp prompts ?? either dating or meeting !!
(internally screams at all the asks in my inbox that I haven’t answered cause I suck at this) thank you for being patient guys omg
HAPPY OTP PROMPTS!
I caught you dreamily admiring the sky and and the pure wonder on your face made my heart pick up, oh my god you’re so pretty, do I say hello?
The first thing I knew about you was your laugh. This beautiful laughter sounded from behind me and somehow I just knew you were something special.
My friend forced me to a an unpopular play he’s an extra in and you’re acting one of the main characters and I fell so hard for you but was too shy to come up to you afterwards so I came to the show every night after that to admire you from afar even though the play sucks and oh god you’re starting to notice I swear I’m not a creep
You’re a regular at this diner and always order the same cheap meal and I feel so bad, please take this full meal, it’s on me, also you’re cute
For our first date you took me to the zoo to introduce me to your favorite animals and I’m so in love oh my god
A customer was shouting at you and you looked so distraught and tired so I stood up for you and I’m gonna give you the biggest tip for putting up with that jerk and wow your smile is cute
I was delivering your pizza but when I knocked on the door you shouted from the roof- wait you locked yourself out? and you ordered pizza? wa- well yes it is the end of my shift, I’d love to join you
We’ve been classmates for forever but we’ve never actually talked until now and you’re such a dork I never knew…. wow I thought you were a jerk but you’re adorable
My phone died can I make a call on yours please? Thank you so mu- SHIT! Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I dropped it. Oh god it’s broken I don’t have the money to fix it I’m so so sorry I’ll make it up to you!
You fell into a puddle and you’re soaked and it’s cold as hell outside, here take my jacket, no really it’s fine- …well free coffee does sound good actually
You found my lost cat and got to witness me break out into tears and take you into a bone-crushing hug, I’m sorry I was just so worried thank you so much
We’ve just been introduced but I swear I think I know you-OH! You’re the one I saw walk into a pole the other day! Now you’re blushing again, how cute
Date idea: go into the store and compete who can eat more free samples without getting caught
Date idea p. 2: impromptu DANCE BATTLE in a public place
You are the eldest daughter of the infamous hybrid Klaus Mikaelson. When you move to New Orleans with your father and your family, you meet and catch feelings for the werewolf, Jackson Kenner. You know your father would hate you being with Jackson, so the two of you do that cliché movie thing of sneaking around like teenagers. It all works until you get caught.
Requested by: Anon
Pairings: Jackson x Fem!Reader, Klaus x Daughter!Reader
Characters: Fem!Reader, Jackson Kenner, Klaus Mikaelson, Mary Dumas, Kol Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Freya Mikaelson, Marcel Gerard. Hayley Marshall, Hope Mikaelson, Crescent wolf pack (Mentioned)
Warnings: Death threats (Klaus is a protective father), swearing (if you count ‘bloody hell’ as swearing)
A/N: Reader is around Hayley’s age for purposes of the story and per the request.
It wasn’t a secret that you were a virgin. Everybody could see it, you were obvious about that. You weren’t ashamed of it, well at least you used to.
Everything started when some classmates of yours started talking in the girls locker room. Everybody knew that you were with Theo because Theo made sure of that and it was obvious that those girls knew too.
“I don’t understand why he’s with her,” whispered one of them.
“Maybe she is good at sex.”
The other one giggled a little.
“She is obviously virgin, like, haven’t you seen her?”
“Yeah, I mean, who’s virgin at almost 18.”
You heard the coach whistle and the two girls giggled again and ran outside.
You stared into the wall. Now your virginity felt like a burden to you. You walked slowly out of locker room.
Coach’s loud whistle shook you out of your thoughts.
“Hey, L/N, c’mon.”
You shook your head and ran to the coach.
Finally coach whistled again to state the end of the lesson.
You ran into the locker room and looked for your phone in your backpack.
Do you wanna come over tonight? My mom is out of town and I don’t wanna stay home alone.
Sure, I’ll be there at 9, I have a pack meeting before. Love you baby girl.
You smiled at his text and grabbed your clothes.
Theo knocked at your door and grabbed his backpack from the ground. Jr could hear you running down the stairs and checking your hair in the mirror near the door. He smiled to himself, you always did that.
You opened the door. Theo knew that something was wrong, you weren’t smiling as you usually did and your heartbeat wasn’t regular as always.
You grabbed his hand and dragged him to your room, closing the door behind.
Theo furrowed his eyebrows, confused, but he still took his time to absorb your scent and to memorize your room. You were on the bed,staring at him. Your foot was swinging continuously, sign of nervousness. You were waiting for something and Theo knew that, but he didn’t know what.
You finally got up and walked to him, attaching your lips. Theo sighed, sliding his hands around your waist. He bit lightly your lip and you opened your mouth, letting him deepen the kiss.
When you slid your hands under his shirt he pulled away and stopped your hand.
“What are you doing?” he asked confused.
“You don’t want me?” a hint of hurt in your eyes.
“I do want you but I can hear your heartbeat and I know that this isn’t you.”
You stepped back and when your legs hit the bed, you let yourself fall on it.
Theo walked to you and crawled on top of you.
“Some girls were talking about us today at school and they said that being virgin at 18 is weird.”
Theo laughed a little and shook his head.
“It’s not and we don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”
“But I do want to do it.”
Theo looked at you and didn’t say anything. He lowered his head and kisses lightly your neck and bit the same spot softly, gaining a little whimper from you. His hands ran from your hair to the buttons of your shirt. He undid them slowly and slid the piece of clothing off your shoulder. He smiled when he started to smell arousal from you, biting the same spot a little harder. Theo found the hook of your bra and undid it, throwing it somewhere.
Theo grabbed your boobs and you moaned a little. He finally finished his attack at your neck and started to plant kisses down your body. When he arrived at your jeans he unbuttoned them and slid them down your legs with your panties.
He planted a kiss on your core and you whimpered again. Theo finally gave in and deepened his tongue in your folds.
You threw behind your head and arched your back, moaning loudly. You ran a hand through his hair while he continued wooing with his tongue on you. You quickened your breath, feeling your high building and building.
Theo pulled away and you whined. He chuckled and planted a kiss on your lips. His hands flew to his shirt and began to strip until he was completely naked and positioned in your legs.
“Are you sure?”
You didn’t say anything, you just grabbed him and smashed your lips on his.
He gently entered you, trying to be as gentle as possible. You cried out in pleasure and he groaned.
“God you’re so tight,” he said as he began to thrust at a quick peace.
The room started to become hotter and your moans and grunts started to fill it as you became one.
You felt your relief starting to build again and Theo knew that you were close as you cried out.
“It’s fine baby girl, you can let go.”
Your orgasm exploded and you choked a scream. Theo came right after you, feeling your walls clench around him. He pulled out of you and collapsed at your side.
You looked at ceiling, a little smile on your lips.
@brittnelson24 requested: Could I request a Jimin imagine where he and the reader are dating and he helps the reader babysit kids she always watches. Two younger girls and two boys who are toddlers, and the kids could just love him automatically and it’s really fluffy! If you could do that it would be awesome! Thanks 😊
Annonymous requested: Can you please make a fluff with Jimin where the reader is an artist and makes stories about her and Jimin?? Thanks <3
“I’m really sorry Jimin.” You said as you fumbled around in your purse looking for your keys “I know this was suppose to be our date night, but my neighbours really need me to watch their kids and now you’re being drag-” Jimin raised his hand in the air halting your rambling. “it’s fine, no one dragged me into this except me.” A faint smile spread across his plush lips “you know, you can always make it up to me later.” You let out a scoff, your eyes averting Jimin’s sly facial expression as you tried to unlock the door of your next door neighbours.
With a click the door opened up and within seconds the apartment was filled with feet stomping around, all headed towards you and Jimin. Screams of excitement echoed into the hallway of the apartment building the moment the kids saw your face, but as soon as it came as soon as it went. The kids stood only a few feet away from you and their excitement vaporized, excited faces changed with blank expressions and eyes that flickered between you and Jimin. “Hey everyone, this is Jimin. He’s going to join us today.” You said as you pulled Jimin in front of you and closed the door behind you. Feeling the pressure of the looks Jimin awkwardly waved at the kids, when did he feel so anxious around a group of kids? “Uh, h-hey there.” Jimin stammered out.
“Merging the company’s?” Peter’s face was almost as white as a ghost. “You mean we’re transferring back to my old branch? All of us?” He glanced at Liz briefly, looking back at his manager. He couldn’t stop the heavy and loud beating of his heart as he tried to process returning to his previous office – he’d see Henry, Sam, Brandy, Susan, Lawrence. You’d also be seeing (Y/N). He shook his head, glancing back at Liz, who was already looking at him with a small smile. He smiled back and walked over to her after Steven, their manager, had dismissed them.
“It’ll be like moving back in with your parents,” Liz joked. Peter chuckled half-heartedly. He hadn’t really heard what she said. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. How would he handle being in the same office as his new girlfriend and his newly-single ex-love of his life? Was it an ex-feeling, though? “Peter?” He glanced at Liz. “Are you okay?” He nodded. “Are you sure?” He nodded again, smiling this time and placing a hand on top of the hand she had resting on top of the desk.
He was far from okay.
“Everyone,” you looked up from the calendar that sat on your desk, putting the pen down and giving your hand a break from writing all of Henry’s meetings and notes down. “I have some exciting news,” Henry clapped his hands, “one of our peers is moving back in and we’re getting new ones!”
“Peter’s coming back?” You asked, sitting up in your seat. Henry nodded, everyone hearing various curse words falling out of Sam’s mouth. You stopped listening to Henry, your mind drowning with one thought: Peter was coming back. Did he look different? Did he miss you? He called you once while he was away, but not meaning to talk to you necessarily. He called trying to get a hold of the machine to leave a message for Henry, thinking that everyone would have been out of the office. You answered the phone and ended up talking to him for three hours – this was the second week he was gone.
“Everyone meet in the meeting room tomorrow morning – we’ll be meeting and reuniting with everyone tomorrow first thing. Have a good day.” You quickly picked up your purse and your coat. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.
Imagine hosting a birthday party for your son with Chris.
A/N: Part 3, everybody. 💕 You can read the previous parts here: (Little Ones - Part 1/Part 2) and (Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts; Baby Fever; Memory Lane - Masterlist)
The birthday party was meant to start at 2PM, but by 1:45PM, the very Mickey Mouse themed house was already bustling with guests. Jack, thanks to you and Chris, was now also a huge fan of Disney- his favorite character being Mickey Mouse. It made things easy because there were a lot of Mickey Mouse themed birthday decorations. The cake, however, could not be Mickey Mouse. It had to be a Captain America shield because he couldn’t leave out his favorite superhero; it was also because he didn’t really want to cut into Mickey, so a Captain America shield cake it was.
“He is seriously cute, Y/N,” Hayley told you as she joined you and Scarlett by the kitchen counter. You smiled when Scarlett nodded in agreement. “Look at him,” she said and you all turned, “he’s literally the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”
The three of you smiled at your son who was across the room with his dad, Sebastian, and Anthony. They were watching one of the many videos Chris had taken of Jack in the living room a few nights ago. You’d just come home with Jack’s Captain America costume- one you had to thank Kevin for- in preparation for Halloween which was at the end of the month. You weren’t going to give it to him until Halloween was closer, but both father and son couldn’t wait and snuck it out of the closet while you were in the shower. The video was of Jack practicing his Captain America moves and it was pretty freaking adorable.
“Look look,” Jack pointed at the screen excitedly, tapping both Anthony’s and Sebastian’s legs. “I jumped off the couch and landed like Daddy.” Chris laughed, but he was very proud of his son. “Isn’t that cool?” He quizzed, looking up at his uncles for approval.
“Look at you, Jack!” Anthony appeased him, over acting his excitement. “That’s amazing! The way you landed-” He pointed at the computer screen, nodding. “I felt like I was watching your dad at work, there is just no difference.”
“Wow,” Sebastian agreed with a nod. “I’m going to need you to show me how to do that so I can use it the next time.” He glanced over his shoulder at Chris who was laughing even harder now. “Your dad could definitely learn a thing or two from you, bud.”
“That’s what Mama said,” Jack told them then scanned the room for you, grinning when he caught your gaze. You smiled back; beside you, Hayley and Scarlett beckoned him over. “Daddy, I’m going over there.” He said then ran over to where you were. Both Scarlett and Hayley descended to their knees, giving him tight hugs before getting back onto their feet.
“Have you said hi to everyone, sweetheart?” You asked, lifting him up and resting him on your hip so he could talk to people without straining his small neck. “I know you’re very excited to see Uncle Tony and Uncle Seba.” They were the most fun in his opinion. “But you have to go say hi to everyone else and thank them for coming. Especially when Grandma, Grandpa, Papa, and Nana get here. Do you understand?”
“I understand,” Jack nodded. “Hey, Mama.” He looked over at his dad who was walking over with Sebastian and Anthony; he suddenly remembered what Daddy, Uncle Tony, and Uncle Seba had said earlier and decided to share it with the three ladies they’d spoke of. “Did you know that Daddy’s kissed all three of you?”
“What?” Scarlett asked, glancing between you and Hayley; all three of you tried hard not to laugh.
“Your daddy’s a bit of a player, Jack Jack,” Hayley joked, smirking at Chris who was on his way over with Anthony and Sebastian. “Don’t you grow up to be like him, okay? Stick with one woman, one wonderful woman like your mom.”
“Auntie Hayley,” Jack giggled. “Daddy only kissed you and Auntie Scarlett for the movies, he’s only with Mama in real life.” You chuckled, pressing a kiss to your smart boy’s cheek. “Daddy loves Mama too much to kiss anyone else for real.” He said then hugged you tightly.
“Yeah, I taught him that one,” Chris whispered into your ear when he joined your side. You smiled and kissed his cheek as he wrapped an arm around you. “I really think he’s got a future in acting,” he commented, ruffling Jack’s hair.
“It’s Ally!” Jack gasped into your ear when Ally, Jack’s preschool classmate, walked in with her parents. “Mama,” he squirmed in your arms and you took it as a sign to let him down. “Ally!” He ran over to her and they shared an adorable hug.
“Because he’s as good with the ladies as his dad?” Scarlett teased.
“Something like that,” Chris chuckled and you shook your head, smiling.
“Wow, thank you so much!” Jack looked over at you and Chris holding up the present Ally- the girl he obviously liked- had just given him. Both of you nodded at him then smiled at Ally’s parents. “Let’s go play with the others outside,” he told her and took her hand, leading her to join the rest of the kids in the backyard.
“We should probably go make a round, see if anyone needs anything.” Chris suggested to you and you nodded. “Sorry guys,” he apologized; Hayley, Scarlett, Anthony, and Sebastian nodded understandingly. “Excuse us, we’ll be back soon.” He lowered his hand to the small of your back and led you away from the group.
“What time do you think our parents are going to arrive?” You asked Chris, wrapping an arm around his waist as you leaned into him. “Everyone else is already here, even those who had to fly in from California. You’d think our parents would be the first to arrive considering they’re living in Boston.”
“They should be here any minute, it’s fine if they’re a little late ‘cause there is no way Jack’s going to give them any attention with Ally around.” Chris chuckled when you did. “Plus- I think your parents are getting Jack something from IKEA that they have to pick up first.”
“God, please don’t be furniture.”
“I’m sorry,” Chris laughed, “why 'God, please don’t be furniture’?”
“Have you forgotten the trouble we had with our bed frame?” You raised a brow. “We had to call my dad to come help us? He was having lunch with a friend at the Derby and didn’t come till eight at night because he had to drive three and a half hours? Do you remember how condescending he was towards you? Do you remember how he tortured you? Do you really want to go through all that again?”
“Oh, it wasn’t that bad,” Chris chuckled. “In fact- I thought your dad and I bonded that day.” You laughed because that was not how you remembered it; your dad was crazy mean to him that day. “I don’t really take any of what he says to heart because I know he doesn’t mean it, he’s just being protective of his baby girl.”
“We’ve been together for almost nine years.”
“Sweetheart,” he chuckled softly, “when we have a daughter and she gets married- I’m going to do the exact same thing to her husband. I don’t care how many years they’ve been together, it doesn’t change the fact that she’s my baby girl.”
“I’m sorry,” you narrowed your eyes with a smile dancing on your lips. “Did you say when we have a daughter?” You quizzed and Chris nodded, smiling. “What makes you think we’re going to have another child?”
“The look in your eyes when you look at Jack,” he answered. “Maybe not right this second, but- we’re going to have another child sometime soon.” He kissed the side of your head, speaking before you could say anything. “It’s fine, I can wait. I waited six years for Jack, I don’t mind waiting another six years.”
“I don’t want a six year gap between our ch-” You scoffed, cutting yourself off when you saw Chris bite back his smile. “Okay, can you stop with your tricks and your manipulation?” He laughed when you gently slapped his chest. “Can’t you just be happy with Jack? He’s perfect.”
“He is,” he nodded, “but I’ve always thought it’d be nice to have a girl.”
“Of course you have,” you chuckled. “Tell me honestly, how many children do you want?”
“Honestly,” he chuckled, kissing your hair, “I don’t think you want me to answer that question.”