#sorry i know i said i'd do gifs of he anniversary live but i saw this on twitter and i had to gif him </3

[minbinchan]

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[solar-wing]

⚣ Pizza Or TV Dinner? 🔪

⚣🔪 A/N → This was a request from my other account that is still currently shadowbanned and restricted. So re-posting it over here. My message on the original post stills stands as well. I'd absolutely melt like butter on a pan...is it still sad? Maybe. Do I still not care? absolutely. And thank you💛 I’m glad you enjoy them😊

⚣🔪 Summary → You're cooking dinner for you and Conner when you make a small slip-up. But, don't worry, your Kryptonian boyfriend has just the key to make you feel better, at the cost of your special dinner.

⚣🔪 Words → 933

REBLOGS and replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💛

⚣ ENJOY 🔪

“Fuck!”

Now, you understood why your parents never allowed you within 10 feet of any sharp object. Well, really anything. 

You always somehow found a way to hurt yourself. 

As a joke, they’d call you Danger Prone-Daphne’s cousin, a nickname that to your extreme annoyance, your entire family had decided to brand you with.

“Babe!” You heard Conner, your boyfriend, shout from down the hall.

The Kryptonian was staying at your house, taking advantage of your parents being out of town so you two could have some alone time together. It was hard to come by since when both of you were at the Cave, someone was always around. And even if you two went to his room, someone would come by and disturb you.

Especially M’Gann with her jealous and needy ass. 

So when you’re parents announced they were leaving for the next couple of days on an anniversary cruise, you decided to invite your boyfriend to stay at your place for the extent of their vacation because, let’s face it; your pops would actually try to murder the dark brown-haired boy if he found out he was sleeping in your bed with you. 

When he got there, you decided you wanted to be romantic and cutesy and cook a delicious meal for you both. And everything was going fine until your finger had gotten too close to the knife while you were cutting the meat into smaller pieces.

Conner was in the living room, watching TV when he heard you shout with his super hearing. You didn’t scream that loud, at least you don’t think you did. He ran into the kitchen, his face full of panic as he saw you holding your bloody finger.

“I’m fine. I accidentally cut myself with the knife while cutting this steak into smaller pieces.” You affirmed, moving to the sink to stick your finger under cold water. You winced at the sting, watching the blood wash down the drain. Is it a bloody steak if it doesn’t have a little blood in it?

Your Kryptonian came over to examine your finger, rubbing his fingers over your wrist in a calming manner while placing his other arm around your waist, hugging you to his body.

“What were you even doing? I thought your parents said you weren’t allowed to touch sharp objects. Even Batman banned you from it after that incident with Robin’s Batarang.” He brought up, also highly to your annoyance.

“Okay, that wasn’t my fault! You shouldn’t have been sparring without your shirt cause you know that distracts me. And Wally shouldn’t have been standing so close.” You responded with an eye roll, crossing one of your arms over your chest in annoyance.

“I’m sorry my body is such a distraction to you.” He joked, chuckling at your childish behavior.

You let out a ‘hmph,’ not appreciating him laughing at you. He rubbed at your back, silently waiting for you to answer his question.

“I wanted to cook you dinner.” You whined, feeling your finger starting to feel like it was freezing from the cold water, but the blood was still running from the cut.

Conner’s heart swelled at your admittance, once again questioning how he ended up with someone so devastatingly handsome and adorable at the same time.

“I appreciate it, baby. But we could’ve just ordered some food. I’d rather that or even put one of those frozen TV dinners in the microwave than you getting hurt.” He voiced, moving his finger under the cold stream of water to rub at your sore finger.

“That’s not as special.” You replied with a whining voice still.

“Anything from you is special to me,” He remarked, kissing your head.

He held you against his body, now fully holding your hands in his, and then you felt your body vibrating, hearing a purring sound against your ear that pressed to his body.

Ever since you discovered that Kryptonians purr with their loved ones in any situation where they feel safe and loved, you found it so satisfying and reassuring whenever your boyfriend did it with you. It was like you were literally getting to hear his love for you without him having to speak words.

Whenever you two cuddled together after a long day, or when Conner was helping you take care of some of your harsher bruises or injuries, he’d start purring since it was also known to help speed up the healing process. Not by much, but it also helped dull any soreness and pain.

You tucked your head into his chest, loving the sound of his purr and his firm, calloused hand holding yours, which reminded you…

Add hand lotion to your shopping list.

Conner and the others made fun of you for it, but you were very serious when you said you’d rather see Joker in a bikini before letting your hands get dry and calloused. Besides, you knew he liked how soft and smooth your hands were. It helped you that you wore gloves whenever on missions as well.

You both sat silent for a while, not realizing how Conner’s purring was actually starting to vibrate the whole room, causing things on the counter to shake. You were jolted from your comfortable stances when you heard the sound of a loud crash, looking to see the cutting board with the meat lying flat on the ground.

“Welp, pizza or TV dinner?” You asked, looking up at your Kryptonian boyfriend.

“You choose.” He answered with a kiss on your lips.

“You know I hate it when you do that, right?”

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[afoolandathief]

Something Wicked Halloween Nonsense Special

So I wrote this scene a while back and finally decided to clean it up. It currently has no place in the overall plot of the book except to reveal a couple details about Caz and nothing much actually happens in it, but I figured I'd share for Halloween for the sugary-sweet cuteness.

More Something Wicked info here

Taglist (ask to be +/-) below the cut. TWs for food (candy) and some language ↓

Jade walked up to Caz and tossed the plastic vampire teeth at him. Their neon pink clashed horribly against his navy vest. Caz raised his head with the lazy stare of a sated predator.

“Here,” she said, and smirked. “It’s your special day, after all.”

Caz sat up, the pink vampire fangs bouncing off his knee and onto the floor.

“Wait,” he asked, his eyes wide. “How would you know it’s my -?”

Jade cocked her head at him. He clamped his mouth shut.

“Nope, never mind — forget I said anything.”

Jade squeezed onto the couch next to him, swallowing back a snort of laughter.

“Caz,” she began. “Is your birthday actually on Halloween?”

He had picked up the fangs and started cleaning them with a pitch-black handkerchief.

“It is, isn’t it?”

Caz’s narrowed eyes slid over to her.

“Well, if we’re following that ridiculous Gregorian calendar instead of using the proper date, then sure, this would be the six-hundred-and-eighteenth anniversary of my birth.”

She crossed her arms and studied him.

“I figured you’d be the type to want to celebrate your birthday, Caz.”

“I really don’t need people knowing my birth date, Jade,” he replied. “I know you witches can use it to make curses ten times stronger.”

He stood up, his hand moving in a flash of pale flesh from her purse.

“Of course, you’re an idiot who goes and gets a driver’s license so everyone can know,” he said, waving her wallet in the air.

She shot up, reaching for it, but Caz was too fast and too tall.

“You tell anyone about my birthday, Jade, and I swear I’ll hold the biggest, most crowded surprise party on yours in revenge,” he said.

“Jesus, fine Caz,” she said, grabbing her wallet from him. “So, what do you normally do on your birthday, then?”

He ran his hand along the back of his neck and shrugged.

“When you have as many as me it gets less exciting. Sometimes I go out. Every few decades I hold the wildest party. But there’s times when I just stay in. The kids in my building love that cool Mr. Mraz gets the full-sized candy bars.”

“They do not say you’re cool.”

“They so do,” he said.

Letting his hands fall in his pockets, he strolled across her kitchen to the screen door.

“Why’s your porchlight off?” he asked. “People will think no one’s home.”

“I’d hope so,” Jade replied.

“This won’t do,” he said, looking over at the top of her fridge. “Why’s your candy up there?”

He reached up and grabbed the bowl.

“Caz that’s for me and Violet to share,” she said, following him as he went out her front door.

“Aha!” he shouted, turning on the porchlight and speaking in an exaggerated version of his own accent. “Children of the night, what music they make!”

Jade poked her head out and stared down the winding, desolate road.

“There are no ‘children of the night,’” she said. “No kid wants to come down this spooky road. That’s why I live here.”

Caz snorted and reclined in the cracked, plastic chair on the porch.

“That’s what you think, witch,” he said.

Hugging her arms around herself, Jade unfolded a camping chair next to him, if only to try and get some of her candy back.

She was about to either doze off or go back inside when a little light bobbed along the empty road. Jade looked up and saw a four-year-old in a pink dress and wings drag her mother up the front steps.

Caz stood up with the candy bowl under his arm, his mouth glowing pink with plastic fangs.

“Hello, little one,” he boomed in that same accent, and knelt in front of her. “Would you like one, two, three pieces of candy? Ahaha!”

The girl grabbed her mother’s leg and buried her face in it.

“Sorry, she’s a little afraid of vampires,” the woman said.

Caz’s eyes widened.

“Oh no,” he said. “Don’t worry these fangs aren’t real. Look.”

He spat out the pink vampire teeth, holding out the saliva-soaked plastic in his palm.

“See, I told you vampires aren’t real,” the woman told her daughter.

“Oh no, they’re real,” Caz said.

Both the woman and Jade looked at him irritably.

“But I heard,” he said, leaning towards the girl. “That they’re deathly afraid of fairy princesses.”

The girl stared back at him, her mouth twisted up.

“Really?” she asked.

He put the teeth back in his mouth.

“Please have mercy, fairy princess,” he said with a dramatic flourish. “Don’t turn me into a — what are you going to turn me into?”

“A frog,” she said gleefully, hitting him in the head with her wand. He winced.

“Oh no!” he cried, and collapsed on the porch like a dead tree. He sat up in a crouch and attempted a tiny hop.

“Ribbit,” he croaked.

The girl laughed.

“Now you have to eat flies,” she said.

“Flies instead of blood? That’s not fair.”

He glanced into the hollow plastic pumpkin in her hands.

“I hear frogs like Warheads,” he said. “I’ll trade you two giant peanut butter cups for a couple of those.”

“Caz!” Jade said. “I got those for me!”

She got a few odd looks, but didn’t care. The giant peanut butter cups were expensive.

Caz beamed at the candies in his hand as the mother and daughter left.

“I love these things,” he said. “Burned a hole clean through my tongue once, but it was worth it.”

Jade crossed her arms and fell back in the camping chair.

“Can’t believe you gave away two of my giant peanut butter cups,” she said.

“You don’t have enough hard candies in here I can suck on,” he said, as a new group of children approached. “Needed to make a trade.”

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[liptonsbabe]

hi i was wondering when time part 3 was coming out i really loved part 1 and 2 and im really curious about whats going to happen next

Time [J.B] Pt.3.1

Summary: Your mother's will was about to be opened and you decided to travel to hear it. Jacob thinks he's lost you forever, but a call from Edward brings you back to Forks. A sacred promise will bind you to Bella beyond death.

Word count: idk. It's too long lol

Warnings: angst. Pure angst. Angst series. I love angst lol

A/N: IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT. I was so busy with school and my korean lessons that i have no time to write. I’m on vacations now so i’m going to update a lot more!. If you have some wolfpack request you can drop it in my box! :D. btw this is the part 3.1, part 3.2 will be updated tomorrow!

Same note as ever english not my mother language so tell me if something is wrong. Enjoy!

"Okay, that's enough, get up."

Charlie came into your room, he walked over to your bed and pulled the covers away from your face. You growled angrily, stretching your arms out wanting to reach for the covers but Charlie pushed them away as far as he could. Then you plopped back down on the bed, covering your face with the pillow. Your father sighed.

"It's been two months, how long do you plan to live like this?"

"A couple more months, i think."

"It's not funny. I want you to leave this room now. Geez, first Bella and now you?”

"I don't know what are you talking about."

"You know very well what I'm talking about. Being sad all the time, not leaving the house, ditching your friends, the screaming in the night..."

"I've never screamed."

"...the nightly groans that wake me up thinking you're hurt" he corrected. You sighed "It's not normal. And I don't think it's right that you're going through that for a boy. Your behavior has changed and I don't like it. I've talked to Billy and Jacob isn't any better. It seems...it seems like being apart...it seems like it physically hurt you guys."

You felt Charlie sit next to you putting his open hand on your waist caressing you lovingly. He was sick worried and it wasn't fair for him to carry so many burdens on top of the ones he already had because of his job. You uncovered your face and without daring to look at him you shook your head.

"That's silly."

"Then don't make me think in that possibility. I don't know what happened between you two and I'm not going to pressure you to tell me, but I'd like you to at least try to resume your life outside these four walls. You're about to start college and you haven't even picked a school."

"I’ll do it later."

"When?"

"When I wanted to do it, Dad, it's not your decision to make."

"Your mother wouldn't be happy to see you like this."

Your heart stopped for a second and the pain in your chest intensified. Charlie was right. The last thing your mother would want was to see you in rags leaving your dreams behind, however, you didn't feel like starting a new chapter in your life was a good idea when the previous ones weren't finished yet. Besides, the anniversary of your mother's death was near and it made you sensitive to remember the past.

"Please don't mention her."

"About that" he said, stroking your matted hair "Early in the morning your aunt called to talk about your mother. It's her fifteenth anniversary and her will is to be opened. Your aunt wants you to travel to Tennessee and be there at the reading."

"Why?"

"I don't know, but it seems like a good idea if you ask me" You saw Charlie smile slowly, his hand was caressing your arms making them warm. You noticed the concern for you in his brown eyes and felt sorry for him "I think getting away from here for a while-"

"I don't want to go away" you replied. For the past two months you had suffered through hell being away from Jacob and you knew that leaving Forks would make everything worse. You didn't want to see Jacob in your life, but you also didn't want him to be in pain so deep that it would kill him. Besides, you didn't know what would happen to you if you decided to move thousands of miles away.

"It's for the best, honey."

"Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"I don't want you to leave either" Charlie smiled. If he could save one of his daughters from marrying a boy in a hurry then he would "But if your mother's sister called it means it's about something important, don't you think? Besides, it's about mom. Do it for her."

Your heart ached. You loved your mother and even though it had been a while since she died you felt very attached to her. You thought about it for a long time. You didn't want to hurt Jacob but you didn't want to disappoint your mom either, you loved her and she loved you. Then you thought Jacob could live with that. He would endure the pain of feeling you away and if he didn't then you were willing to die from the pain. Jacob hadn't broken the bond yet. He'd rather live with feeling a wounded heart than lose you forever. He was a selfish bastard and you weren't going to let him. Not anymore

You sat up in bed. Charlie jumped in surprise and stared at you. You squeezed your temples for a moment clearing your mind and replied:

"Okay, I'll go."

"Really?"

"Really. You're right. I can't do this to her."

"Your aunt will be so happy to see you" You smiled "So, what do you want me to tell Jacob?" asked Charlie. You frowned. The truth was that since the fight he had been looking for you at home and calling you on the phone, but you never answered his calls. Charlie asked Jacob for some time for you to relax and that you would pick up the phone when you were ready, even though you both knew that wouldn't happen. You had your pride. You were going to hold on to it with all your might.

"Nothing. I don't want you to tell him anything. He doesn't have to know I'm gone" you lied. He would know it throught the bond "And if he gets a hint of it don't tell him where I am."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"Dad, don't you want to come with me?"

"Ah, I'd love to, but I have work and I can't leave the station alone, you know" you nodded. You didn't want to leave your father alone "Anyway I'll keep an eye out for anything that happens and you can call me anytime"

"Okay."

"Okay, start packing, I'll book your flight"

Charlie came out of your room and went down the stairs two at a time. He picked up the phone and you heard him speak quickly. You stood up and walked to the mirror, you looked terrible and the bags under your eyes showed how little rest you had had the last few months. You were noticeably thinner and your hair was starting to get greasy. You decided to quit  any thoughts of Jacob and concentrate on your trip. You were excited to see your mother's family again, although you were worried about leaving Charlie alone and having him neglect himself by prioritizing his work. You thought about talking to Billy and asking him to take care of your father, however, you gave up. That meant being close to Jacob, smelling his scent and feeling his warm skin and you knew that if that happened you wouldn't have the strength to leave.

No way, Charlie would have to be reasonabl and take care of himself until you returned.

You touched your chest. The pain was still there. You had to be strong. If you had endured that pain for two months, then you could endure it some more, this time adding a few miles to it.

You weren't going to stop for Jacob Black. Not anymore.

Suddenly you thought your mother's will had been the reason to get out of bed and end the sadness. It wasn't worth it. If Jacob preferred Bella then he didn't mind feeling the pain you were now feeling as long as he was still tied to her.

With that thought you went into the shower, ready for the water to wash away the traces of your sorrow.

The truth was that leaving Forks was harder than you tought. You were determined to move on with your life and returning to your mother's hometown seemed like the best thing you could do, but the pain in your chest was a permanent reminder of what you were leaving behind.

The last few hours of the flight were pure hell. The priming pain grew as you got closer to Tennessee and on your road trip the choking sensation was unbearable. Your aunt, who had picked you up at the airport, saw you in bad shape during the drive and you brushed it off by saying that car rides made you dizzy. She guffawed without noticing how your hands clenched trying to keep you conscious.

"Your mother used to get the same way when we went to visit our grandparents' house uptown. She had to take motion sickness pills and bring a paper bag with her. Once he threw up twice before he was halfway there."

"Is it much farther to go?" you asked as you closed your eyes and leaned your head against the back of the seat

"Nah. We took longer than usual because of the traffic, but we'll be home in five minutes"

"Great."

"Charlie's okay?"

"Yeah, Dad's been working a lot, you know"

"When I talked to him he said you've been really down lately, do you want to tell me what happened?" you shook your head. The last thing you wanted was to remember every single thing that hurt you when the pain of the bond was trying to kill you. Your aunt nodded not wanting to push you "Okay, no worries."

"Thanks."

"And what about Bella, what happened to her?"

"She got married"

"Really? Ah, amazing. She's very young, tho"

"And Edward's a weirdo" Your aunt laughed

"You don't seem to like him too much"

"It's not that. It's really not my problem, Bella chose him and I don't want to talk about it. It's just... I don't know, it's annoying."

"Ah, I get it. Jelousy."

"I'm not jealous."

"It's okay, after all it's always been the two of you against the world. That someone else took her away from you..."

"You know Bella and I stopped being close a long time ago" you replied half opening your eyes to look at the window. The house that was your grandparents' could be seen from the rearview mirror "When she came to Forks she changed. It seemed as if Edward had molded her as his wish. I don't like this new Bella."

"I'm sure Bella is still the same innocent, clumsy, good-hearted little girl I knew years ago" your aunt said as she parked in the driveway. She looked at you with a smile and stroked your chin "Just because she had fallen in love doesn't make her a stranger to you. That's what love does, it changes people for better or worse. No one is the same after meeting their soul mate. Someday it will happen to you too, honey, and you'll understand what I'm talking about. Come on, I'll carry your bags."

Your aunt got out of the car, opened the back door and took your few suitcases deftly. You were left alone for a moment thinking about her words. Love had changed Bella, that was a fact, but it had also changed you and that was no sin. Maybe you had been misjudging Bella all this time and Edward was what she needed to be what she really wanted to be and to feel happy. Bella had made it, she was now married to Edward and not even death was going to be able to tear them apart. Edward would have to turn her into a vampire at some point and then you and Charlie would be just a memory.

The thought of that made you sick. Bella would see her parents and you die at some point and that was the price she had to pay for choosing to join her existence to Edward's and you wondered if the pain you felt in your chest was your price to pay for Jacob’s or if this was just a taste of what was in store for you later.

You sighed. Whatever it was you were ready for it.

You got out of the car and walked up the driveway. Everything was just as you remembered it and even the front of the house still had the down marks with which you and Bella had written your names intertwined. The main living room had a more opaque tapestry, but it didn't make much difference from before. The furniture was the same and the stairs were now lined with a plush brown carpet.

You took off your shoes feeling the plushness caress your feet and for the first time in a long time you felt happy. That house brought back many memories and the face of your living mother was one of them. Living in Forks you had forgotten how it felt to be in Tennessee where you had spent the best years of your life. That ended when your mother died and Charlie became so engrossed in his work to forget the pain that you didn't set foot in that house again until that time.

You saw your aunt come down the stairs reaching out her hands to take yours. You were a little cold and the shock of memories had made you sensitive. Your aunt patted your arms.

"Are you all right, little one?"

"Yes. It's been a long time since I've been here."

"Well, after your mother died a lot of things changed. I left this house and your father took you with him to Forks, so there was no one to take over the property til now, I hope" she said, looking at you with a smile. You didn't understand her gesture "The reading of the will is scheduled for today. The notary is already in my father's office, but if you are too tired we can schedule it for another day. There is no rush at all."

"I'm fine," you replied. Suddenly you felt that house filling you with an unfamiliar energy and the presence of the imprinting didn't seem to burn your heart. Your aunt tilded her head, trying to know if you were lying "I can handle a couple more hours awake. Please, let's do it now."

"Okay. Come with me."

You remembered Grandpa's office. It was a huge room filled with pictures and photographs. His mahogany desk was still in the same place as always and his wine bottles were perfectly lined up on the shelf. A huge painting of your mother hung on the right wall. You stopped to look at it and smiled. Your mother was a beautiful woman and you could see how happy she was through her smile. Her hair was down and her eyes were sparkling. That was a good portrait. A very good portrait that made you think you were seeing your mother alive in front of you.

Next to it was a picture of your grandparents with your mother and aunt. They were only children so they had grown up very close to each other. It was sad to think of how your aunt had been left with nothing and you were the only family she had now.

Memories floated back to you in a rush. You walked over to the desk finding a framed sheet of paper. On it was a drawing you and Bella made for him. Your stomach churned. You didn't know your grandfather treasured things like that.

Bella wasn't one of his family, yet they always made her feel welcome. Renee allowed Bella to sleep there and your aunt and Bella's mom were friends. There was always a cordial treatment and that made things more easier. You wished nothing had changed. That your mother and grandparents were still alive and that time had not passed and that Bella and you were still those little girls without fear of the future.

But time was a strange fortune and you knew that perfectly well.

You sat next to your aunt and greeted the notary with a smile. He asked your name, your age and where you lived. You felt uncomfortable for a moment, so your aunt took your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze and promised you that everything would be fine. You answered the questions and after the notary asked for your mother’s sister consent to continue, he opened your grandfather's desk and from it took out a sealed yellow folder.

"You may not know who i am, but I’ve been a family friend for so many years and I still remember your face perfectly" he said with a bright smile."You were a little girl back then. Time flies by, doesn't it?"

"It does."

"And now we're here fifteen years later."

"To hear mom's will, I know, my aunt told me."

"Right. Before anything else I want you to know that I was very fond of your mother and I’m sorry to said that i was the person that heard her last wishes before she died. She was a great woman and I promised myself to protect her will and respect her wishes. So, I would like you to listen carefully and ask your questions at the end."

You and your aunt nodded. Your back suddenly tensed and your aunt grabbed your hands under the desk. You were nervous. The notary began to open the envelope and you thought some kind of surprise would come out of it and explode in your face.

The man pulled out a single white sheet of paper and against the light you saw your mother's beautiful handwriting. Your eyes stung. You wanted to cry.

The notary read the paper with his galsses down. The first words were an affectionate greeting your mother had left for you, followed by a very long paragraph where she said how lucky she was to have you and how happy you made her. Without realizing it, the tears came out and soaked your cheeks. The man continued and when the will entered the estate section he paused for a whole minute.

"Charlie is a good father, he'll do anything to protect you and himself, but god knows that man is so clueless that he'll end up living in the police station at some point. I don't doubt about his abilities to take care of you, not at all! but I wish once in a while you and him and Bella could get away from the everyday a little bit, you know, maybe a vacation would be good for you! and this house is just right for it. With your grandparent’s death this house wasn't the same anymore, it doesn't make sense that a place full of memories get wasted like that, so first of all I would like you to have it, Y/N. Take it it’s yours"

You wiped your tears and looked at your aunt. She looked at you and stroked your hair.

"I always knew your mother would do something like this."

"But she can't, can she? Bequeath something that isn't hers."

"What do you mean?"

"This isn’t right" you replied "She can't do something like that. This house is yours too, I couldn't take it"

"Why not? You heard what your mother thought about it and I agree with her. When my parents died this place lost meaning. Your mother died too and I was left with no reason to be here. The pain of memories was stronger than me and I couldn't deal with it. This house is your grandparents' inheritance to your mother and me, half of everything is mine, but I'm willing to give that up if you accept your mother's last will"

"I couldn't" You refused "Dispossess yourself of your house..."

"For God's sake, don't put words in my mouth that I haven't said" she let out a laugh "You're not dispossessing me of anything. I am the one who is handing you what i have. It was your mother's wish and now it is mine."

"If that’s so then I will need your signature here" the notary said to your aunt. She nodded and without another word she accepted the pen he extended to her. You noticed that the man was handing her a sort of contract where she was donating her part of the house to you without any interest in between. Your eyes glistened with tears. It seemed as if your mother had planned that from the beginning knowing that at some point your broken heart would need time alone to put its pieces back together.

The notary sealed the contract and continued reading.

"Finally, I want you to know that it was never my will to leave you. If life could grant me a wish that would be to be by your side forever, to see you grow and have your own family, however I know that that will not be possible. I won't be with you to share everything I planned when I knew I was expecting you, but I know that Charlie will, and with Bella you’ll be happy. I love you, little one. Being your mother was the best thing that could have happened to me. Forever and always. Mom. Well, that was it" You sobbed one last time feeling your aunt's hands squeezing yours "As you know it has been fifteen years and it was time for the will to be opened. Your presence was very important and I appreciate you coming."

"This...all of this...is very confusing."

"Why?"

"This house would have to be yours" you told her. Your aunt smiled "I... Dad knew, didn't he?, that's why he insisted me to come?"

"There was no way for any of us to know, but we sensed it. Your mother loved this place and she also knew that the memories of what was here would destroy me. But not you, not her brave little girl."

"It's... great. Really great. I don't know... what should I do?"

"What about... to move here?"

"What?"

Your voice sounded louder than you expected and they both looked at you in surprise. You cringed in embarrassment, shrank back in your seat and waited for one of them to respond. The notary felt the tension between you two, he apologized and then he left. Your aunt sighed

"Wouldn't you like to?"

"It's not that. I... What about Forks?"

"What about it?"

"How could I leave? The people I love are there. My friends, my school, my father."

"Honey, you're about to start college and there are some very good schools here where you could start from scratch. Charlie will be fine on his own, he's a grown man and can take care of himself. friends? honey, I've been in contact with your father for month, do you think he didn't tell me the way you ditched your friends and locked yourself in your room?" You shrugged your shoulders

"I don't want to left Charlie."

"He'll understand."

"He'll be alone."

"Baby, I know it's not Charlie you're worried about. That Jacob guy...do you love him?"

You looked at your aunt. Surely your father had told her everything and the two of them had planned to get you out of Forks as soon as possible. Your situation with Jacob was getting worse every day and Charlie was beyond tired

Thinking about Jacob brought back the pain of the bond. You needed to be with him, to feel his warmth and hold him til you forgot the hurt you had done to each other, however, that was no longer an option and moving to Tennessee was the perfect opportunity to leave the wounds of a hellish love in the past.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened between us...it was a mistake. He never loved me and I held onto him as long as I could. It was a mistake. You're right, it's better for me to stay, to rebuild my life here."

“are you sure?”

“I am”

Your aunt hugged you.

"Will you be okay?"

For a second fear filled your chest. No, you weren't going to be okay. At some point the bond would become so strained that it would end up killing you, but you were willing to take the risk. You were no longer going to give in for Jacob Black. He was left in the past with Forks and that's where he was going to stay.

That night your aunt made a nice dinner and you saw old pictures together. Remembrance were heavy and made you melancholy, though remembering the old days where your life seemed to be easier comforted you wonderfully. Your aunt talked and talked through dinner and when the clock on the dining room wall struck one o'clock in the morning she let you go to your room.

Your bags were already there. That room was the one you and Bella shared every time you visited your grandparents' house and it hadn't changed at all. You didn't bother to turn on the lights,so yout lay down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling that was lit by the phosphorescent stars that Bella had hung up long ago.

You were worried about Charlie, you didn't want to leave him alone and you didn't want to abandon the pack either. Jacob was a complete jerk, but the rest of the boys were your friends and you loved them. Your heart couldn't handle being away from your friends, but it wasn't going to handle having Jacob so close after what had happened either.

You closed your eyes tightly. Maybe begin again was for the best. For you, for Jacob, for everyone.

Your stomach churned. You were afraid, was that what you really needed to end the pain or would you just put it off as long as you could?

"Y/N, Charlie's on the phone!" your aunt announced from the second floor. You rolled over on the bed and grabbed the phone from the stool, put it against your ear and listened to your father's breathing on the other end

"Hi, dad."

"Hi, little one, how are you?"

"Fine, is something wrong?"

"Oh, no, no. I was just... calling cause I wanted to know how your flight was. I waited for you to do it but apparently you didn't have much time."

"I'm sorry" you whispered "I forgot."

"It's okayt."

"Dad" You interrupted him. You looked up at the ceiling again. Charlie cleared his throat "You planned this didn't you, you and my aunt?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You guys knew what Mom had put in her will."

"Something like that."

"And that's why you asked me to come."

"It was what your mother wanted."

"Dad..."

"Your mother and I talked about it a long time ago. When your grandparents died the house would be left alone and your aunt would close it. You moving there seemed like the best option for you. I wasn't going to let you repeat Bella's story. Suffering for a boy, changing for him and believing you can't live without him around”

"You should have told me the truth, that you wanted to get rid of me when i asked you."

"It wasn't easy for me to let go of my little girl so her heart could heal."

"What about you, are you going to stay alone in Forks?"

"Of course, I can take care of myself."

"Yeah, sure."

"At least i’ll try."

You both laughed and Charlie sighed into the speaker.

"I love you, (Y/N) "

"I love you, Dad."

You chatted for a while til Charlie realized it was too late for you to be awake so he said goodbye, asking you to take care of yourself and try to pick up where you left off. He hung up shortly after although the phone rang again immediately.

"Dad, I was just about to go to sleep, what-?"

"It's me" Your breath stopped as you heard Jacob's voice like a whisper. Your heart raced and the pain in your chest that you had been trying to suppress all day hit you hard. Your hands shook and suddenly everything seemed to spin "Please don't hang up, talk to me."

"How... how did you get this number?"

"It doesn’t matter."

"It does for me. Charlie gave it to you?"

"He would never do that. Not after what happened."

"So it was Billy, wasn’t he?"

Jacob fell silent, but you knew you'd hit the nail on the head.

"He saw the number in Charlie's address book while he was at your home."

You bit your lips avoiding saying anything about it. You loved Billy, but he had crossed the line. You understood why he did it, Billy kept believing that time would change his son so he could love you, yet you knew that wasn't possible and the only thing time would do would be to help you both deal with the pain.

Jacob sighed.

"Please don't blame him, dad just wanted to help."

"Don't tell me what to do."

"can we just... talk? no fights, no screams, just talk" .

"About what?"

Jacob thought hard, so hard, that he was silent for about five minutes just listening to the sound of your breathing. That didn't make sense, but you still refused to hang up and Jacob did the same. You bit your lips and your eyes stung when you heard him say:

"I miss you."

A sarcastic laugh came out of your mouth.

"How long were you rehearsing that in front of the mirror?"

"What?"

"It was hard for you to say, wasn't it?, Damn, you really must be rotten on pain that you preferred to settle for the imprint you got and keep the bond from killing you."

"That's not what this is about."

"Then what is it about?"

"It's been a while... I thought we could talk, try again, for real this time."

"My attempts were always real, Jacob. I don't know what you were doing all this time but I gave you more than you deserved."

"I know and I'm sorry."

"And now that I'm gone... now that I'm gone you feel the strain of the bond and that has forced you to seek relief anywhere. I can feel your pain, the latent despair burning your chest and trying to kill you every second of the day. I know, I feel it right now, but you know what, screw that, Jacob. I hate this, i hate you. It’s a nightmare. Imprinting isn't finding your soul mate, it's a curse . It's a disease that eats away at you and being with the person you've imprinted on is like medicine: you don't want to take it, it makes you sick and turns your stomach but you need it to feel good and there's nothing else in the world that gives you that same relief as what's tailor-made. I'm sick of it and I'm not willing to go back to that."

"What do you mean?"

"I left Forks and i'm not going back."

"What?, You can’t be serious!"

"I'm dead serious."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to. That's how leaving works, isn't it?, you go away and leave everything behind, including people. That's what you did. Now I'm doing the same thing."

"What will happen to us-our bond?"

Your throat closed up. You hated feeling so vulnerable

"Break it."

"No way. The pain would eventually kill you."

"I'm ready for that. I'll resist."

"I'm not going to do it."

"Would you rather if i do it?"

"I love you" he said and your lips parted "I realized it in the time we've been apart. I think I always have and I didn't know it until I couldn't feel your presence anymore. I was confused and didn't know what to do. Now I know and I want to make amends for my mistakes, starting with being honest with you. The imprinting doesn't speak for me, this is my soul calling for you, can you believe me?"

You sighed.

"I'm hanging up."

"Tell me what you need and I'll do it" He pleaded in a whisper. You imagined him resting his head against the kitchen wall. He was desperate and your heart wanted to give in to him.

Nothing was going to change, it was too late. You loved him, but you couldn't wait for him anymore. Life would get out of your hands and you were not willing to tolerate an intermittent love.

Yet he seemed honest. You'd never seen him talk like that or plead like that before. Jacob must’ve been really desperate to call and ask for another chance. Either way it was all done and now it was thousands of miles between you two. You weren't coming back and if Jacob really wanted to redeem himself then he would have to endure the pain he once put you through.

Your hands pressed against the phone. The clock struck quarter past three in the morning.

"Time" you said and hung up the call.

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Life without A Script

Summary: After filming for Spn wrapped up Rob was looking for new roles instead of paying attention to his daughter who seems always his last thought.

Paring: None. Platonic Rob Benedict x Daughter!Reader

Other Characters: Jensen Ackles,Jarded Padalecki,Genevieve Padalecki, AgedUp!Audrey & Calvin Benedict, Mark Sheppard

Warning!!!: tw Heavy theme of su¡c¡de, running away,argument between parent and child

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Pacing...Dad was pacing the floor long enough I thought I saw a glimpse of burnt rug. The chatter from the other line was muffled,but I knew who it was. Tommy my dad's agent about a new role. Oh God a new role dad wouldn't shut up about it since he got home from the anniversary party for Supernatural. He would often glace over at me and gives a thumbs up...sad to think that's the most attention I've received in almost fourteen years. Season four dad was introduced as God or Chuck and suddenly his time was to precise to be wasted on the likes of me.

I gave him a false smile everytime he looked over. Years back to back roles in unknown tv-shows to small films that never seen a silver screen,but no they all meant the world to him so much so once getting the role as Chuck we moved to a small house abandoning Missouri to the border of Canada to be closer to set so we're not too far apart. Seemed the distance only grew emotionally. Acting major is great in University of Montana it really is,but now looking at it I'm glad I studied filming online courses, my dad wanted me to carry on the acting legacy even though my siblings already had a path in mind. I don't blame them they're great at what they do and all I just hate I'm the one with a dream forced upon me. I could act decently,but my heart belonged to what happened behind the camera and the work put into that. He'd never understand and I won't make him. Or so I thought.

Dad ended the call and and was basically jumping up and down like a girl asked out to prom. "I got the part." That was vague he's done more auditions than I could count on my fingers. I wanted to keep my teeth sunk into my tongue like I've done for years,but If I bit it any harder I'd take a piece. "What was the name of the movie? Do you even know or where you that desprit to leave me again?" That might have been to harsh,but that's how I feel. "It's called Violet. Why are you being so pissy about it? If you haven't realized,this is our only source of income right now." He said as he slides the phone into his pocket with a huff. This made my eye twitch in anger pissy? Ill show him fucking pissy. "That's just a whole fucking lie,but you wouldn't know since you're never here. I work to I don't know live! Seems like a damn waste though." I snapped as I stood up from my seated position my words made him stop and look in confusion. "What you work some little shitty job at a five and dime for pocket change for some girly crap whenever you're pms-ing!? My paycheck pays for your dream college and this house!" He shouted. Now we were both in eachothers faces his reddening with anger whilst mine was so tense it could form diamonds

"You're so fucking dense father! I don't want to study acting it's your dream not mine so since you brought it up I would like to drop out please and thank you." This sure as hell wasn't the way I wanted to break this to him,but dad was pushing me too close to the edge. "I don't want to be an actress struggling at every corner just to get a callback saying that I didn't get the part! I don't want to be in the limelight reading any bullshit lines! I don't want this at all!! So please give me a break you let Calvin and Audrey do what they want. Why can't I?" I was losing the heat in my voice at every word I was closer to tears then throwing a punch,but I guess dad had different plans. "How could I raise such an ungrateful girl? Oh I'm sorry that I couldn't see you being anything else,but an actress because you just aren't good at anything else. I wanted to give the talentless a chance,but serving it on a silver platter isn't good enough." He shouted his voice seeming to shake the walls till the trubble in submission,but I couldn't let his words hurt me evern though they cut like a hot knife. He won't see that though. "I'm such a failure. Boo hoo why am I still even here then hmm. I'll just leave you for good no more mouth to feed and bullshit to pay for right?!" My voice cracked slightly. I didn't want to leave not like this would he even carethough Dad hasn't cared in the past. "Then leave,you ungrateful brat!" His words held they same anger not even a look of regret flashed in his eyes. He was serious and I was to.

Rushing out today the living room I'm got into my bedroom and packed a small back I wouldn't need much where I'm going. Just a few shirts and pants and my best outfit because gotta look your best when you met your maker. Pulling the bag over my shoulder I stormed out of my room Dad wasn't in the living room anymore probably went to his own room to pack to go to film soon. Walking out the front door I didn't look back after all nothing worth waiting for.

~~~~Time skip~~~~

The bus rides were difficult switching from one to another,but if it meant I'm closer to happiness so be it. This was the last one and I'll be in Missouri a full 21 hours to get there from the Montana bus stop my phone unordered by calls or text from anyone that cared. Dad didn't try,Mom didn't want to bother my studies,my siblings are busy living life,and my or my dad's supernatural family have their own kids to worry about. This only made me smile my mind is content no one cared and this was proof making it so much easier.

Stepping out of the bus station walking down the road to my spot. Me and Dad use to share it to talk to eachothers. That was back when I was happy and our family was whole,but now even though it was only fourteen years ago before Supernatural when everything went sideways. I don't hate my dad I can't not for taking the job I met so many lovely people. That wasn't enough though ha maybe I was ungrateful. Even with two parents, though separated, loved me,older siblings that are my everything and friends that's made these fourteen years worth something it wasn't enough.

Sitting down in the silky grass of the hidden spot that has been untouched since the dY they moved. She took the privacy of the spot in her stride and stripped of her clothing and went to to the river washing away the musk of public transport and the walk. The water was freezing,but I couldn't feel it as I ducked my head underneath the surface I've thought about drowning it isn't pleasant so waiting until my lungs burned slightly in desperate need for air I came up. The sun was at its peak so getting out of the water I grab a old shirt from my bag that was large and used it like a towel drying off.

==Outfit dress or pants and button up==

==Any color==

After deeming myself dry enough I get in my best outfit or should I say my favorite formal outfit. It was not fitting for where I found myself,but I didn't care I sat myself down on the ground and opened my favorite book to re-read for the last time. So deep into the worn pages the sound of my phone going off genuinely scared me. Dog earring the page I pick up my phone answering it. "Rob just called me. What is this I hear about you running away?" It was Jared I softly smiled at hearing his voice. "It wasn't running away. He said I should leave. So I left I wasn't gonna stay there any longer." I sighed I didn't want to talk about in while here this was my happy place. "Come on,n/n. I'll get you a plan ticket and you can come stay at me and Gene's place till you both cool off." It was a nice suggestion I could seem the little rascals again and my second favorite couple. "Tempting,but pass." I hung up and kept declining his calls till they stopped. My phone vibrated with a text from Mark. I didn't respond,but they came in rapide secession.

All I did was stare another hand out to stay with someone. Is that all that I am just a needy mouth to feed thats desperate for a roof and a warm bed. My mood was souring by each message and every ring of the phone. My temper hit its boiling point and my hand squeezed tightly on my phone as I answered a call blindly. "WHAT!?!" I yelled as if the person on the other line was my enemy. "Pump the hate breaks sweetheart." The voice of Jensen said on the other side. I breathed out. "Kid please answer someone anyone. We know you kid and you would take his words to heart. I don't know what your argument was about,but ignore him okay? How about this I fly you down to Texas and—" another hand out I thought and I cut him off before he could finish. "Jensen I swear to God if you finish that sentence! The next person that offers me charity or pity will be mentioned, by name, in my suicide note." I threatened,yes I'm tonthat fucking point. "Hey! Don't joke about that shit!" He said after recovering from shock of my outburst. "Who said I was joking? I'm at peace where I am and I wanted it to stay that way,but people keep calling and texting about having open arms and I'm sick of it. I don't need anyone's pity." I said as I leaned my head against the tree trunk. "Where the hell are you?! Are you planning to— I thought you were feeling better after everything! What the hell did he do to bring you back to square one?"

Tears gathered in my eyes I was such a fucking disappointment. I'm failing Jensen by doing this I promised him I'd try after he saw my scars and I did I got better,but it all went down the drain when dad proved that every ill thought was a reality. "I'm sorry Jenny. I'm just not worth the effort anymore...and I'm okay with that." The sadness was present in my voice,but it sounded strained when I smiled at the words. "I can't take it anymore I've been strong for so long for once I want to be weak and let my conscious do the work." His words sounded like static as he spoke it flowed into my ear just to pour our the other. "Love ya J,goodbye." I hung up the phone cutting of a booming yell that would have busted the speakers for sure.

Picking my book back up I look at the first empty pages and took out a pen and began to write. I poured my everything into those few pages before closing it holding it to my lips kissing the worn out hard cover. I know that the find my phone feature was turned on now so I sat it down on top of the book and stood up leaving both behind as I walked away from them. Leaving everything behind for so peace.

This wasn't a drama this was real life it was raw and real. No emotions could be faked and not a single word is scripted. It was reality and the happy ending isn't always the light and the end of the tunnel. "Chief We've got her! Get the ambulance and EMT out here!" Voices yelled in the distance. This wasn't to her plan,but that's life without a script. Nothing is set in stone.

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A/n: Word Count: 2,400+

The ending was left with a bit of hope because who likes expectations to be met. Anyways...

Quote: "The next person that offers me charity or pity will be mentioned, by name, in my suicide note." –Community

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This was very angst like and I don't see any fluff in the future!!! Um anyways Alot more to come Imma try and clear these quotes.

I'll look at this later to edit any mistakes along with all the other fixes in the masterlist when im behind a computer. Bye for now!!!

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[slutfornat]

I have a reques. Maybe like out of the blue Peter is just flirting with his gf the reader way tooo much and like reader is just confused 🤔

Notes // P.P

It had been going on all day from the second you woke up and found a bright neon post it note on your bedside table. When you'd read and saw Peter sitting downstairs, you teased him saying that Natasha is so nice.

It had read: Are you Mr Banner? Because darling, you’re smashing - your favourite spiderboy.

You'd laughed when you read it and left it there before getting ready for school. First lesson, you'd been sitting in class when you opened up your Chemistry book and there was another note.

Are you made of fluorine? Because you make me react to everything - your peter parker.

Then there was when you opened your book, The Colour Purple, at break and in there you found the third note of the day.

Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you're CuTe - the future mr y/n stark.

At this point it was alarming how many times, you kept finding them everywhere, even when you got home. By four o'clock, you received eight notes but it didn't get any better when you were doing homework.

Morgan had come running into your room before putting down another neon post it. You picked it up and smiled slightly when reading it. Hey, are you the god of mischief…? Because you’re loki the prettiest person I’ve seen in my life - your amazing spider-man.

That wasn't even the last of them because when you went downstairs for a snack, there was another on the fridge, it read: You must be made of uranium and iodine because all I can see is U and I together - your local science geek.

Laughing, you pick it before continuing to choose a something to eat. The next wasn't until dinner when you were sitting with your family when you saw a piece of orange sticking under your plate.

Checking you find another orange post it with the family messy handwriting of Peter. It says: Hey, what do Thanos and our future date have in common? Both are inevitable - your #1 nerd.

You try to hide your smile as Tony and Pepper look at you in confusion whilst Morgan grins, happily before continuing to eat her chicken nuggets.

You were watching TV when you saw a pink note on the corner of the television. You nearly choked when you read it.

Hey what do me and a Star Wars marathon have in common? We can both go on all night long, baby - your adoring boyfriend.

Opening up messages, you text "PETER! What if someone other than me saw that? How'd you even do it? There's lots of avengers living in the compound."

"I had a little help from Wanda. She's been helping a lot" he answers. "So, how'd you feel about dinner tomorrow night? It's saturday and I already got reservations".

That's when it hit you, your one year anniversary was tomorrow. You'd been busy with so much schoolwork that you completely forgot. "I'd love to. Sorry for forgetting our anniversary" you text back.

"It's fine, I know you're stressed with exams and homework. I just want you to relax a bit" Peter messaged. "Thanks, I love you" you respond.

"I love you too, darling" he said, "I'll see you tomorrow then at five o'clock". "Okay, I'll see you then" you text, excitedly, trying not to jump up and down.

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The king's arrogance | Namjoon

Summary

The King had knowledge on everything and one in his castle, however he knew nothing of the kingdom he ruled before him. That was till one day he left and found you a street merchant.

Words 5k

Namjoon king au! Reader civilian!

Warnings: fluff, cocky joon, medium amount of smut, mentions of parent death, creampie, oral ( female ), big-dick Joon, nonconsensual touches, creampie, rough sex, lot of plot. Very quick relationship.

I beg that you listen to The mary go round from the moving castle [ slowed ] when reading. I think you'll enjoy it even more with it in the background.

Namjoon sat on the throne, laid back and legs spread apart as a servant read him his to-do list for today.

"Well sir, today starts the month planning of the ball. We have a few colors I'm sure you'll enjoy, however, I'm sorry to inform you that the family members that shouldn't be named threatened third way onto the guest list" the man spoke in fear, nodding and sighing namjoon dismissed the servant with talks of the guest later.

"Mrs. Pot is the tea almost ready?" He asked kindly as the elder Korean lady nodded with a bright smile. Smiling softly, the older lady pinched his cheeks softly.

"I still remember when you were a baby and your late parents running you from tea session to tea session. Oh, how I'm sure you miss them as much as I " her smile faded, as she poured the tea on the table in front of him.

"I do, it's been 18 years now. Since I was 10 I believe, so right 18 years. I'm sure they would've loved to taste this freshly poured tea once again" he reassured, rubbing her back and once done taking a sip with her.

"I'll make sure to clean the alter table later and pour some tea with them" she smiled delicately, as took a drink of her tea.

That was right this year would make it the 18th anniversary of his parent's passing ever since the flood. It was heartbreaking, as his eyes dimmed in sadness the older lady pinched his cheek as he smiled with a tear down his cheek.

"Now don't go soft on me Namjoon, you have to stay strong for those who can't and I know it all hurts. But they'll be watching you like garden spirits. I know your mother is very proud and your father knowing how much a man and a king you have become. Now I have to go, it's time for me to go tend the gardens. Goodbye joonie" she waved, after collecting the empty teacups snd pots. Watching her wheel everything away, namjoon felt comforted by her words and took a deep breath before getting up and moving on with his day.

He spent the day testing and looking at fabrics, color swatches, and paper samples. The ball, gala, or celebration was very important for the kingdom. They only three one when it was important and this time it was a celebration of life once lived aka his parent's death date. September 4th. This day celebrated life and death, just like fall. He loved the metaphor behind it and hated how true love ended so quickly in his eyes. However he too wishes to be able to die with the one he loved dearly by his side, he hated how romantic it sounded and how bad he wanted it. Love wasn't an easy game and not once could he find someone who commented with him in a deep, if not spiritual way.

Itching the back of his head, he walked on and into his room. He had another busy schedule ahead of him. Sometimes he just wished he could live amongst the people for a day. That's what he'll do. Looking around for his leather satchel, he put together what he called a commoners bag. A bag that contained money, an id, and a diary. Looking around for clothes that seemed passable for a commoner and changed into them. From there he grabbed his stuff and snuck his way out of the Castle through the bag. He made sure Mrs. Pot knew where he was just in case this would get him in trouble. After all, the family would show up unexpectedly most of the time and he had people watch his every move as well.

Making sure his hat covered all of his hair, he walked into the street lights and found a carriage ride who was going home or into the city. He paid the guy and let him into the buggy and the city.

Namjoon did this for a weak till he knew the ropes of running out of the kingdom St night, he tried his best to avoid getting caught with the knight guards and the pesticide workers who showed nd yelled deals in his face. He also learned patience along with that, another valuable lesson needed as a king or so he was taught.

One night he went into a low-lit bar with entertainers. Majory we're female and drove the men in the room wild. He's had his fee share of women, but not when it came to this level. He found it charming and often sent gifts to them for their hard work. From the kingdom's guards and not him personally. Still, he ordered rice wine snd some jerky, before leaving. leaving a lady much shorter than him, bumped into his shoulder.

"Guards there's the thrift!" A younger woman pointed, as the men ran after her. Wanting to know what was up, he walked up to the merchant and simply asked. You explained that the woman was a theft, they would steal all her family food at night to make their profit.

"I'm sure you can be more um what are these?" He asked, picking up the food he's never seen before.

"Fruit?" You questioned grabbing the lemon out of his hand. "Well shops closed sir, come back tomorrow and you can buy our lovely fruit," you said kindly, walking up the stairs in this wooden place. Following you, namjoon closed the door behind and also walked up. Namjoon didn't know much manners, but he had the basics for a king. However, to a common person like you, he was a pest, rude, etc.

"Um, what are you doing?" you asked folding sheets for your bed up.

"It's nighttime aren't you gonna ask me to stay and wait till morning?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I supposed. By the way, there's a futon bed over there. I'll make dinner soon then!" you welcomed, as namjoon looked ok confusion at what the blanket on the floor was trying to imitate. Taking off his shoes, he placed his bag on the 'futon' and hung his jacket and hat on the hanger by the door.

Arriving back you blushed hard, as a beautiful looking man was now clear in your view. Luckily for namjoon, you had no money to spend on papers like everyone else or let alone money to go to the balls either. Therefore you had no clue that this man was a noble, let alone the king. If you did you would've just died at how you just treated him.

"It's beef and seaweed soup, with carrots and onions" you listed off as you placed the bowl on the floor diner table. Placing a spoon and a napkin on the side, you forgot the drink. Walking away you grabbed him a cup and poured lemonade in, before walking back. On your arrival, you saw him going to town on the meal. He slurped and moaned as he complimented your cooking. Chuckling, you sat the glass of lemonade down and took the napkin to wipe his chin and cheek. Placing it down, you watched him continue and enjoy it. Although there was only enough for his, you still had something to eat. You simply had bread and butter with some lemonade as well.

It took him a bit to notice you didn't have a bowl which made him feel a bit guilty but instead handed her 30 ₩ which was a lot during that time. Not wanting to take it, he "accidentally " dropped it down your bra and smiled.

"Well it's late, we should sleep and then go out to shop for food and new clothes" the man spoke.

"I'm sorry but I don't know you, how do I not know you're not trying to kidnap me or steal or worse kill me!" You mentioned as the older man stripped off his shirt.

"You don't have to, just know ill help you and accept the gift" he spoke, pitting his clothes beside him.

"Excuse you, you don't come in someone's house and act like this. Do you even have manners?" You added in frustration.

"I paid you, it wasn't a gift. It was a payment and I can tell you've never gotten one" he snickered, laying on the futon snd taking your cover. Annoyed at the man, you crossed your arm as he mouth "you have a problem?"

"Yes, I do! What's your name to begin with?" You asked, laughing it off he closed his eyes.

"Surprised you don't know and it'll stay like that for a bit darling" he whispered, moving over he patted next to him. "Sleep with me"

"No! I don't sleep with strangers like that, unlike you I have honor " you mentioned, getting up to go change into something appropriate for bed. Once done, you came back and he was still in the same position as before.

"I think I demanded that. besides I can ruin this little shop of yours if you don't. " he threatened, looking at his nails snd then at her. Well dressed and groomed man, you could visibly see the power he likely had. This was your mother's business and you promised her you would take care of it. Saddened you laid down next to him and whispered "please don't, this is all I have left."

"So we're on the same page I believe, no?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Yes," he replied. She felt uncomfortable and annoyed at the fact she had to do this for a business. Let alone a man, then again the men weren't always so kind to the women here, most always. She sighed and just accepted it, as he covered the two up.

"Call me Joon, " be whispered in your ear. Nodding, his hands traveled up and down your wist. Coughing, he halted then stopped after finding a comfy place to lay his hand.

"Do you do this with every woman?" You asked, curious.

"Well the last time I had a woman in my arms, she tried to advance me in marriage" he mentioned, putting his neck in-between your shoulder and neck.

"I do however have experience If that's what your aim is?" He said softly.

"Not really, I mean if a stranger just threatened your job and made you do this. Along with inappropriate touching for people who just met, I'd believe you'd be the class below poverty. Not a king not noble" you told, unexpectedly holding his arm between your breast.

Noticing, namjoon's cheeks flushed red. Luckily the lantern. Was behind him and not in front, so she couldn't see. "Toché" he replied.

"However I can see you've had a bad experience with men hmm?" He asked, softly brushing his nose on her neck.

"So you're not around here I see, well yes every guy here is just shit. Rude snd ignorant as you" you huffed, as raised an eyebrow.

"I'll give you that, feminist huh. Cute, haven't met one till you" he smiled, intrigued. "It seems like I've violated it huh, touching you snd acting sloppy" he added, moving your hair out your face.

"Glad you noticed, now turn the candle out!" you demanded, closing your eyes. Doing just that, he then wrapped his leg around you snd kissed your cheek.

"Good night"

Morning came, as the two of you laid there comfortable in each other's embrace. With him being the first to wake up, he tapped your shoulder and you woke up soonly after him. Yawing and stretching, you made sure your hand hit him on purpose.

"Sorry," you said coy, as he rolled his eyes up and shrugged it off.

"So when's breakfast?" He asked, getting up as you realized he had just worn cotton briefs. One's that we're expensive and that added more mystery to him. Why was someone who could've been from a noble family be here and threatened for his stay? Then the thought of maybe it's all stolen.

"The time?" He asked waving his hands over your face as you realized you had zoned out.

"Sorry, we have to go get food and we can buy food at the square." You mentioned.

"Where's the bathroom?" He asked, you pointed to the medium-sized room across from him. The place was small and combined, so you could see the kitchen from the bed area and a mini living room. Nodding off he grabbed his clothes snd began using the pump to pump water into the bath.

"Don't use all the water!" You yelled.

"I can and make you join me" he yelled back, smirking.

"No ill make you get more water from the lake behind here" you replied, itching your hair.

"Don't you have to get more water anyways, less work" he mentioned, leaving the door open and sitting in the tub? This man was quite weird when it came to flirting, it somewhat seemed motherly and innocent. However on the other hand, overly sexual and mysterious.

"Fine" you huffed, striping and walking towards the tub. That's when that harsh look he had softened and turned into a stare. There you were in front of him, naked snd he took every moment to vies your body. He saw how thick your hair was and how curvy your body was. He liked that, he paid attention to how big your breast was and the fact it looked like you haven't trimmed in a week. Which meant you looked old enough for him to do special things with.

"How old are you?" he questioned.

"I love how you did all of this without asking' she rolled her eyes, trying to muster a pony 0tail with the length and thickness of her hair.

"Turning 20 next month!" she replied excitedly.

"28 next month as well" he replied, breathing out the air he had subconsciously kept in. Getting in, she sat in front of him, covering her chest with her knees.

"I can still see you!" he laughed, grabbing the soap from the tray. Washing his body first, he took his hands and spread her legs open and washed below and around her arms and chest.

"Open," he said, waiting. Opening your arms you rolled your eyes and he splashed you with water. "Manners young lady " he mentioned. Knowing he's right, you sighed. Your father once told you the same when he was alive and because of that "Joon" reminded you of your father a bit. He acted mature and young simultaneously.

Washing your arms and your thighs, you washed off the soap on his neck and took the plug out to drain the dirty water. Placing the soap down, he spread his legs open and you accidentally saw something you shouldn't have. Frightened and embraced, you blushed. Taking his hand and pushing your gaze to meet his. He smiled softly.

"It's fine, just don't get too threatened by it. I'm aware of the size," he mentioned, looking you in your eyes. Nodding, you this time pumped the water until it was all out. Cleaning the both of you, you couldn't help but feel shy snd flustered. He felt the same, only he knew how to hide it. But not everything he knew or wanted to hide.

He looked in your eyes, noticing a soft dismal look on you to which he replied with "tell me are you okay?" Thankful for the concern, you told him about your parents passing and the shop's importance to you was. He understood automatically and exchanged his parent's passing in less detail. He didn't think he'd meet with someone with such a familiar background as his, even if they were below Noble.

He took her hand and placed it on her chest. "They're here, I'm sure your mother would be proud of how you came out to be. So leave it at that" he smiles wildly, with his eyes closing shut a bit as he did. You were glad to hear that and he never thought that Mrs.pot's comfort would come in handy, but he's glad to say and share a similar message.

"Speaking of do you have an altar?" He asked gently, unplugging the water and helping you stand up. Nodding you pointed out the door to a small corner. He thanked you and grabbed both of you a towel. Getting dried and dressed you did your hair as he went over to pay the slightest respects. Smiling at how kind the gesture was, you walked over to the rack and tripped over your foot trying to hand him his stuff. You saw a journal fall out and your eyes met his.

"You're a journalist?" You questioned, fixing your dress and hair before getting up and handing his stuff.

"Yeah, not from here tho," he lied, dusting dirt from your shoulder. Nodding you both made your way down the stairs, as he took your hand. Noticing it, you smiled. You wondered why he was being nice to you all of the sudden, however, that all changed when a guard walked past by and he brought you to a kiss. Confused and his eyes waiting for them to go, you kissed back hesitantly. Letting go, you looked at him worried he shrugged it off and you walked him to the square.

Hand in Hand, you brought namjoon to the bakery. Looking around, he pointed out the most expensive bread on hand and paid. Thanking him, he leads your hand to the vendors outside. Lucky for you, he knew about gardening and what was good. He helped and taught you the basics snd you learned you've been scammed for years. Thanking him, you took him to a cart of flowers and smelled the fresh roses, looking up at him. He paid for the golden yellow rose bouquet. Now it was for his favorite part of the day, clothes shopping. But beforehand, he pulled you into a cafe.

"Two bags of your finest coffee," namjoon ordered, by now you shouldn't have been shocked at how much he could spend. But seeing him use more money than you've sent your entire life was a sight to see snd each time you were thankful. You had enough food and supplies to last week if not a month. Holding you close by him, you realized you warmed up to him and small gestures like that felt comforting to you. He noticed and did it more often.

Soon it was night and there was only, one dress store open. In there was a beige dress that sparkled in the shop's lights. Running to the window to look, you smiled. Feeling a hand on your back, he took a step in and pulled your hand in with him.

"Welcome to Gezels tailor and shop" the owner greeted. He was an older man with gray hair a fragile smile.

"Well take that dress in the window snd tailor it to her size. His much is it?" Namjoon asked, pulling his wallet for the last time today.

"₩ 10,000" the man spoke, paying upfront the older man invited you to the back room and told namjoon to stay upfront. Nodding, you walked ahead and namjoon sat in the chair. He had a diary to write about today's and yesterday's adventures. He started up about the bathtub time you shared snd imagined your body once again. If only he knew his to draw, he'd paint a pretty picture in the book. Soon after finishing his entry, you walked out with a note.

Note: the dress will be ready for you miss before dusk, come back tomorrow with your lover -Gezel tailor and shop

You handed it to namjoon and he read it, as the two walked out. Suddenly loud commotions of horses snd guards ran through the city with lights.

"The king's missing!" The horseman yelled into the square. Namjoon in a panic rushed you two into the forest nearby. Confused, but following him. You wondered if he had something to do with it, besides this wasn't the first time he ran away from the guards today.

"They can't find me or ill be in trouble, act like a lover, please. I'll pay you in gold when I can" he begged on his knees with his hat on his chest.

"Don't pay me, think of it as a token of my gratitude. I'll help, but you have to explain everything when we get back," you murmured, taking his hands and helping him out the dirt. Making you drop the food and his bag.

Suddenly, he gripped your body and jumped both of you in a lake as he heard the sounds of horses clamping. A sound you didn't even hear. Holding your head under the water, he waited for the light of the torch to leave the lake area before swimming the two of you up.

Taking deep breaths of air, the two of you swam to the doc snd he helped you up first before himself. Luckily, the food wasn't damaged. Frustrated, you grabbed the food and his bag as you walked home. Walking in, you kept the lights off snd went to the second floor.

Stripping you of your clothes snd placing the bags down, you watched him do the same. Forgetting you had to pump the water, he suggested he'd go do it and you nodded giving him directions snd within 30minutes he was done. Striping once again, he hugged your body to his chest. You soon felt tears on your neck and small crys, you rubbed his back snd just stood there till he let go.

"What's wrong?'" You asked concerned.

"I could've killed you!" he cried, remembering the look his mother gave him before dying in his arm. His father did the same thing to his mother, only on a ship in the middle of the sea. Hugging him, you rubbed his back and placed a kiss on his lips. Holding you to his chest, kissed you back, and laid back so your bare body laid on his.

"Let's wait to shower" he suggested, kissing your neck. Nodding your head no, he flipped you over on your stomach softly and trapped your legs with his. "Please?' He asked, leaning down on your level on the floor snd holding your chest in his hand. Agreeing, knowing what's about to happen you loosened up snd he turned you on your back.

His hands ran around your chest and thighs, leaning down to kiss your naked body as a slight moan came out. From there, he moved his lips to your mouth and softly moved yours to his hair. Taking note, you ran his fingers through his dark brown ones as the two of you danced with each other's tongue. Namjoon removed his lips snd traveled down south, gripping his hair in pleasure you moaned grinding your hips. Meanwhile, he took in a natural aroma, one he found arousing. Moving his tongue around the bud, he softly kissed your thighs leaving bruises.

Looking at your head tilting back snd eyes closed with heavy to light breathing. He took his pointer finger snd rubed softly in circles, moving his body to tower you with one arm. Noticing the shift of best around your neck, you felt his warm breath move down your neck and by your ear.

"Let me tell you something darling, I'm not who I say I am" he kissed around your neck, papering it in kisses. Hearing you moan, made him aroused by the minute. However he knew it was time to go back to the castle, only he wasn't going empty-handed. As your hands rubbed his back, he whispered "I'm Namjoon, they're looking for me, darling. Tonight the last night I can spend here so let's make it count" in a raspy tone.

In shock, he gave you a minute to calm down as he could hear your heart. "I'm sorry" he apologized.

"No need, but for whatever this may be for you. Just know I haven't done anything like this with anyone," you admitted. Humming he moved to the other ear and whispered "I like that, just know it will hurt after a few minutes snd then feel better or the pain could feel good!" he warned. Taking his warning, he gently rubed you as got on his knees and opened your legs wide. Watching as he did, you noticed he was fully erected at this point and ready. You closed your eyes snd tensed your muscles as he began to simply grind his tip into you.

He was right there was pain, which caused you to bleed a bit. However, it was enjoyable without a doubt. Soon he was able to put 6/9 inches in as he trusted slowly. Moaning under him, he moved his in circles biting his lower lip as looked at your fuller lips and leaned over and wrapped your legs around his waist. After a few moments of waiting for you to adjust, you thought about today snd how it was so obvious he was the king snd yet it flee by.

As you moaned loud, his thrusts began to speed up snd the two of you could hear the sounds of his hips banging into yours snd your ass as he went faster.

"Ah, baby!" He grunted, grinding into you deeply as your hands rubed into his hair. Morning louder, his lips conceded back to yours as you held on snd then to your neck where you heard his heavy breathing. Your body was tightening around him, as he went in deeper now putting himself in. Not to mention you began to pool around him which gave him more speed in the end.

"Namjoon!" You moaned in his ear, holding his back tightly as your legs unwrapped snd opened wider for him. Cursing under his breath, he went harder as you began to arch your bag in pleasure. He held onto your back as your head went backs and the build of pleasure built up quickly.

you held onto his muscular shoulders while he moved you closer to him to go deeper. With that sending you over the edge, you screamed his name in pleasure as yours and his breathing began to match in heaviness. Shopping for a second, namjoon looked you in your eyes and thrust slowly as he was too close and it felt too good.

"In close, but I don't wanna cum yet" he grunted, thrusting deeply in and out.

"Then cum when you can't hold it!" You urged, outta breathe enjoying the depends. "I'm fine with children" you explained. Nodding, he continued and went harder this time.

His mouth roamed your chest, sucking and pulling on the bud as your back arched and mouth open in response. You this time, grinded back cgroundhim to jolt forward and start panting.

"Fuck don't do that unless you-" you interrupted doing it again. Pushing your legs back and open wide he started hammering into you as you began screaming in both pleasure and slight pain. You scratched his back and he immediately let go of your thighs snd pushed your hands back. As your body began to shake under him, he went faster as his chest heaved in breathing and yours became flushed with red. He started to let his enjoyment show more and tilted his head back with his eyes close as he went faster. He allowed the sounds of your whimpering snd moans to fulfill his urge as his balls smack your body hard causing a loud moan to come out from him.

Moving his hips to go at a slightly different angle than before, he noticed you started dripping more and more causing your heat to became more and more pleasurable on his end. He leaned down to your chest and held you as he began moaning in ecstasy as a thick load covered your walls in white.

Stoping and catching his breath, he mouthed something so simple but daring and that was simple.

"Don't leave me"

To which you replied softly. "I won't"

Soon the both of you gained the energy to get in the tub. There you two conversate on what it was like for him to be the king and all, what he planned on doing, and where he wanted to do next.

"Please come back to the castle with me tonight?" He begged, holding his hands with yours.

" I don't wanna be a drag" you looked down.

"You won't, I promise you'll enjoy your new life" he stated happily as ever.

"Namjoon don't you think it's too fast, we just met and all." You mentioned.

"Right, that is an undeniable truth. However, I know you felt the same way I did snd I know this isn't a fairy tale. But I truly feel like we could have a life" he spoke, holding your hands to his chest. Yes, that was true, you did believe in fate snd everything. But this was soon and so much.

"I'll go, but you have to let me have the ability to leave, " you said sadly, bring you to his chest he nodded and turned your body around in the tub.

From there you two did what was needed and packed a small bag of hygiene snd the coffee from earlier to go. You two had to walk back to the castle without being seen or heard at all. Which called for a few close times of being caught, from there he showed you a secrete gate entrance that led straight towards his room. From there, he tried his best to pick you up and take you to his room. there which Mrs. Pot sat praying

"I'm home and I brought a guest" he mentioned putting you down. As she recognized Mrs. Pot, she immediately went to hug her.

"It's been a while, my dear, I remember when you were both sized. I see you ran into the king, ah I knew he would've found you. I mean he's always had an eye on elegance and beauty" she mentioned embracing you tightly and pinching her cheek the same way she did with namjoon.

"I'll tell the guards your home" she looked at namjoon winking. Itching his head as he smiled, he turned to you and stripped naked again.

This time he leaned on the top of you again and you immediately kissed back. "It's a yes" you knew immediately as he took off your clothes once again that same night. Only this time, he focused on filling you up till he couldn't anymore.

"Fuck, this is amazing" he cursed, moving his hips harder as you who was behind sensitive began moaning his name louder and louder. Your legs opened wider and pools of arousal soaked the bed, making him lose control once more in you before pulling you close and moaning in your neck. Spilling once more, he simply uttered

"I love you"

"I love you too"

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Sam Winchester: Disney

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Pairing: Sam W. x Reader

Pov: Sams

Warnings: fluffy!Sam, The reader having an addiction to Disney movies, movie night, Sam quoting Disney movies, ( I think it's like one word) swearing, quick interaction with Dean.

Summary: Movie night rolls around and this time it's just Sam and Y/n. Letting Y/n choose pretty much just turns into them watching Disney movies. And maybe Sam knows a few quotes from each movie.

Word Count: 2k

A/N: This is for band--pyschos 1.5 followers Bingo Challenge. I'm so excited o be a part of this writing challenge.

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Taglist: @band--psycho @sweetdetectivequeen

If you keep sliding on the floor with those damn socks on, you're going to land on your ass, Y/n" I finally said after watching her pass by the library at least ten times within five minutes.

Y/n huffed and crossed her arms dramatically, but stopped. Standing there for a few moments, before once she thought that I wasn't paying attention she continued.

"Shit" I heard Y/n in a rather loud voice. So, I got up from my library seat, closing the lore book I was reading through. "Did you fall?" I asked as I rounded the corner.

Seeing Y/n sitting on her ass. She looked up at me, doing the thing I taught her. "No, No puppy eyes. I told you. I told you that you were going to fall on your ass." I said putting my hand out.

In moments like this, I noticed how much bigger my hand was compared to Y/n. She gripped my hand and I lifted her up from the floor. "Hey, you two, y'all okay?" Dean asked passing by the two of us in the hallway.

I knew he was going out; it was Saturday night and we were home at the bunker. "Yeah, we're fine. I was just sliding on the floor with my socks." Y/n said patting down her sweatshirt that used to be mine.

"That must have been the 'oh shit' I heard. We should totally do that, I'm heading out." Dean said. "Don't have too much fun," I said interlocking Y/n and I's fingers together.

Dean skipped up the bunker stairs and was gone within minutes.

"Babe, can we do something fun?" Y/n asked dragging me into the kitchen. I let her drag me into the kitchen before answering her question.

"I guess so since you've dragged me into the kitchen," I said, not letting go of Y/ns soft and small hands clasped around mine. "Well since we are in the kitchen, can we get some snacks together?" She asked.

Y/n had the tendency to always ask before doing anything around the bunker. It sometimes made me feel as if she was my student in school, and I was her jailer of a teacher.

"Y/n, honey you don't have to ask me every time you want to do something. This is your home, your home to do as you please, get snacks as you please. You aren't a student here and I am most defiantly not your teacher." I said, wrapping Y/n in a hug from behind.

"I know, but still I don't like the idea of just doing without asking," Y/n said leaning her head back up against my shoulder. We stood like this for a while, in the presence of each other was nice, it was always nice to just be together.

Nothing trying to get in the way, no Dean trying to tease me, no monster ruining dates, anniversary, or having to hunt monster worried about each other safety.

This was the most normal we could get. The most normal we would ever have. "So what are the snacks for?" I asked Y/n as she started to release herself from the embrace we had.

"I thought that maybe we could have a movie night since Dean is out," Y/n said rummaging through the cabinets and through the fridge. Her shorter stature giving her a problem as she tried to reach things on the higher shelves.

"Do you want some help? Also, what are you looking for?" I asked coming closer to hear what she had to say. "MMMH," She said, her face pensive and thoughtful about what she was going to say.

"I was trying to grab some popcorn for me, and some more healthy choices for you, but as you can see, I've failed miserably." Y/n said shrugging her shoulders.

Taking a moment to get an idea of the hand situation at hand. “You haven’t failed, and if I’m honest with you dear, I'm in the mood to snack on junk food and be lazy.” I spoke. Grabbing junk like food off of the shelves and from the fridge.

I’m rather glad that just a few days ago we needed to go shopping because Dean tends to pick up the junky food and tends to forget he has such an abundance at the bunker. Throwing a pint of ice cream on to the kitchen island, gently placing a twelve-ounce bottle of soda-pop, Y/n had already put out the over flow of candy that we had, so all that was left was really just making the popcorn.

“Movie night is going to be hella fun!” Y/n said dancing around the kitchen, as I looked for a clean useable big bowl for the popcorn. I think she noticed my struggle because she stopped dancing and come over to me. Taking the popcorn out of my hands.

“Just nuke the popcorn’ she said placing the popcorn bag into the microwave and pressing popcorn, ‘see now you can go look for your bowl” She said finishing her sentence and backing away to let me continue trying to look for a bowl.

Once that entire process was done, we migrated towards the Dean cave which had just turned into a living room slash movie room at this point. Not that either one of us would ever tell Dean that what it’s used for now.

We ended up having to make multiple trips back to the kitchen since we honestly did have a shit ton of food. But once we finally had all our food and snacks placed out in front of us, we sat down, well it was more like we sank down into the couch.

Dean was a rather lazy person and didn’t like to spend money which never made much sense to me seeing as we used fake credit cards, or the very bold answer which was credit fraud. We could have totally gone out and bought a brand-new couch, but instead Dean just saw this one and decided on the side of the road that he had to have it.

So, like I said we almost every time sink into the couch.

“Since it was your idea for a movie night, I’m giving you the honors of picking the first movie we watch!” I said handing her the remote that I had just fished form between the seat moments ago.

“Aww, you’re so sweet baby.” Y/n said kissing my cheek before she went on and searched through Netflix. After only a short time, I heard a frustrated groan come from Y/n. After being with Y/n for as long as I have, I’ve noticed different groans, and huffs have completely different meanings.

The groan thought meant that she was about to give up, frustration taking over her mind and her body. “Honey, is everything okay?” I asked deciding best to intervene before the remote ended up stuck in the TV screen. My girl has one hell of a throw.

“No nothing is fine!” She said huffing rather louder. “Give me the remote and tell me what you want to find.” I suggested. Plopping the remote into my lap Y/n crossed her arms and leaned in to the back of the couch.

“Baby you gotta tell me what I’m looking for, or should I already know?” I asked. I feel like I was poking a bear, or maybe a balloon just waiting her to explode. But she never did, I could hear her taking a deep breath in and then exhaling. “You know me enough to know that you let me choose, so Disney movies and I’m sorry for getting so upset so quickly.” Y/n said fidgeting with her finger nails.

“It’s okay love. You’ve got nothing to worry about. Now let’s see about watching some Disney movies.” I spoke.

I ended up having to go to Disney plus which held all of Disney's movies. “I’m figuring you want to watch their princess collection first, right?” I said, I received a hum in response.

Watching the movies in order for Y/n was the most important thing, so we started off with Snow white and the seven dwarfs. Watching through Y/n sang almost every song, and would sometimes nudge me to join in. I’d deny and she give me her doe eyes and I'd join regardless. Once the movie was over, I clicked around trying to find the next movie.

“Lips red as the rose, Hair black as ebony, skin white as snow.” I repeated as I looked around for the movie CInderella. I was interrupted before being able to click on the movie title. “Hey, that’s the phrase that the mirror says the queen. How do you remember that?” Y/n asked.

I honestly think she was totally surprised. “Because in a way it reminds me of you.” I said winking and clicked on the title of the movie. Cinderella played through, I had to pause a few times letting Y/n tell me when she was a young girl how much she wanted to be a princess but not just any princess she wanted to be Cinderella, and how her parents had bought her Cinderella dresses and she wear the plastic glass slippers and clink around her house.

Somethings you just always forget. Somethings like that are worth forgetting though, just so she can retell the same story and have the same cute and exciting look on her face. That was why I was okay with sitting down and watching Disney movies with her, because they made her so extremely happy and that’s all I needed to be happy.

We watched through that movies. “On the stoke of twelve, the spell will be broken, and everything will be as it was before.” I spoke. “Who said it though?” Y/n said questioning me. “Cinderellas fairy godmother!” I spoke.

I hadn’t realized how much this was now turning in to a game between Y/n and I. The next movie in our now marathon was sleepy beauty, so far, I had quoted every movie at the end.

So, this time Y/n was ready for it, “Now father, you’re living in the past, this is the 14th century.” I said a little laughed came out. “Oh, come on, there are so many better ones to choose from!” Y/n said dramatic.

“Yeah, like which ones? "I said, knowing Y/n knew a lot more about Disney movies then I did. “I’m awfully sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you, Make it pink, Oh dear, what an awkward situation. And that to name a few.” Y/n said totally sassy me, but whatever. This was her guilty pleasure. There was no reason to tease her about it.

We watched through ariel, I only stopped the movie once since Y/n said she need a peep break and I most defiantly needed a good stretch. When she came back, I said “Don’t underestimate the importance of body language!” I said as I shimmied my hands down my sides and winked at her as Y/n sat down on to the couch.

“Haha, very funny. Come on now. Sit with me.” She said giving me grabby hands. I sat down and we continued our watch through, unfortunately we only made it another two movies seeing as Y/n had fallen asleep with her head in my lap and a blanket covering the rest of her body.

Beauty and the Beast was the second to last movie we watched before Y/n fell asleep, she had cuddled closer and reminded me that she sometimes thought of this movie when she saw us together. “Take it with you so you’ll always have a way to look back... and remember me”

She cuddled in closer as I quoted that and looked for the next movie. Yawning I asked Y/n “Do you want to stop? We can always pick up tomorrow.” I said She shook her head and said “Please continue.”

Looking for the next movie, I found that was a musical now about the movie, Aladdin was the next movie, this was an upbeat movie. I remember vaguely seeing this as a young boy, something that Dean had taken me to do, while he sat in the back making out with whatever girl he was with at that point.

“Y/n, I do love you, but I gotta stop pretending to be something I’m not.” I said kissing Y/n temple and shutting off the tv, and the lights before grabbing the underneath of Y/n knees and carrying her to bed.

Compelted on: 04/15/2021

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[yourmidnightlover]

ssa hotchner: chapter 2 - one week

TW: threats, language, talking abt abuse/what happened to y/n the night before, mild drinking

WC: 5,116

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you woke up to the bright sun peeking in through your window past the hills, shining brightly into your eyes. you sat up, and rubbed your eyes in attempt to wake yourself up even more. you looked over at your clock to see the tie was already half past 6 a.m.

you didn't have to go to work for the first time in what felt like forever. trudging out of bed, you made your way into your bathroom and started the hot water.

the cut on your face looks exponentially better than it did last night. the handprint's swelling on your face had gone down quite a bit, but the bruise on your arm was definitely still there.

you brushed your teeth while you waited on the water to warm up. once the shower was ready, you shed your clothes and hopped inside. you took your time, letting the events of last night try to sink into your mind.

after you finished up, you used a towel to dry your hair a bit and got dressed in some leggings and a large t-shirt. you figured you might as well be comfortable if you didn't have anything else to do.

going back into your living room you decided to read the note that was taped to your gate. you pulled the bin out, followed by the shoe box, followed by the note.

you've been receiving them for close to 7 years now, ever since that high profile case you did for the bau. honestly, there was no telling if the letters were from more than one person. they are all typed and printed out.

at first they were all 'thank yous' for putting away a serial killer, but then came the anniversary of him being in prison... and people got a bit angry. then, people who were grateful for you putting him away forgot about it, as they should since they have lives of their own, and all that was left were the people who were angry.

the people who would wish you were dead. the people who think you should be inside there with the other killers. the people who were upset about you putting their 'true love' away for good. those were the people you were scared of.

the people that knew your address.

the people that sent you death threats.

those were the terrifying ones. the ones that kept you up at night, looking out of your window, trying to see if anyone was truly out there. nobody ever was. logically, you knew that nobody was out there lurking.

but if you told big bro, he would go all fbi on the letters. he would try to figure out who sent them, and send them to jail themselves. you didn't know if they were truly a threat, so what's the point in poking the bear? if they got too terrible, you would tell him. maybe...

you son of a bitch. you should've been his last victim so you wouldn't be here and he would be. you're nothing but a manipulative little bitch.

you don't deserve anything you have handed to you.

go die, bastard.

you folded it back up and placed it in the box, the bin, then pushed it underneath the couch.

were you worried? of course. would you tell anyone? not yet. if your fear became unmanageable, you would let someone know.

the only problem with the notes is that there was no return address. you put up security cameras everywhere around your gate in hopes of catching the culprit(s) on video, but sadly they were able to hack into the cameras you had gotten.

you would check the video footage after you received a note or picture. the time stamp went from 8:54 to 9:03, meaning they probably hacked into it before they got there.

maybe garcia could find whoever hacked into it every night if you needed her to. surely she would be able to work her magic when necessary.

you went into your room to check your phone for any new messages.

a <3: what're you doing for lunch today? feel up to spending time together two days in a row? let me know whenever you can; there's no case today.

you: i don't have any plans at all today, i guess i'll just have to suffer through another lunch with you.

and... sent.

unknown number: hi, y/n. it's spencer. i just wanted to know how're you doing? is the cut on your face okay?

you: hey back genius :) i'm doing pretty well, all things considered. my face is looking much better than it was before i went to bed, thank you for asking.

send.

while waiting for a response, you decided to clean the house a bit. you vacuumed your rugs, washed the dishes in your sink, did your laundry, and that was pretty much all you had to do today. everything done before 10 a.m.

checking your phone, there were two more messages, one from each of the guys.

a <3: great! would you mind just meeting me at the office around 11:30?

you: that's no problem at all. any place in mind?

you checked the other message from spencer.

spencer :) : i'm glad you're doing well, y/n. and to clear things up, your face didn't look bad at all last night, bruise and cut included.

what a little charmer...

you: thanks for the clarity, it's very appreciated. so how've you been since last night? save any other damsels in distress?

you put your phone down and decided to start getting ready. you opted for some blue jeans, high rise, and a lavender halter top. you paired that with some white high-top converse and threw on your gray blazer spencer brought you from last night, after you retrieved it from the dryer.

wearing something so casual, you decided to just wear your natural hair to the office. you did, however, need to cover the remnants of your adventure last night so aaron wouldn't be upset upon seeing something.

you used some good ol' color corrector, concealer, a bit of foundation, and some powder to cover the bruises and fail to disguise the cut. then again, there's not much that can be done to cover that up.

you checked the time on your phone, 10:53, and saw two more message notifications.

a <3: i was thinking about ordering some mexican food to the office so we could just stay there.

you: i'm good with anything, so that sounds great! i'll see you soon.

you sent the message and hopped over to the one spencer had sent you.

spencer :) : sadly, no other damsels. although i suppose that could be considered a good thing to most. oh! and if you were wondering, i got your number from garcia. i wasn't stalking you or anything, no worries.

you: yes, i'm glad i was the only damsel in need of saving last night. also, if i were to find out you had been stalking me, i don't think i'd be afraid. in fact, i'd probably be more flattered that THE dr. spencer reid would consider me stalk-worthy.

was it flirtatious? yes. would it make him flustered? probably. would i enjoy being the person that flustered him? absolutely.

sent.

you got into your car and began the journey to quantico. the drive isn't very long, only about twenty minutes. you hopped out of the car, and made your way to the front desk to check in. looking over your shoulder, you saw none other than spencer reid walking up to you before the woman gave you your visitor's badge.

"hi there, damsel," spencer smiled as he greeted you. you walked closer to him after thanking the lady.

"hey, hero," you laughed as you both got closer. "is it too soon to hug you?"

"oh, uhm... not at all. i was actually-yes. i do want to- i'm just gonna..." he stuttered as he opened his arms for you to snuggle into.

"i like your hugs," you surprisingly announced.

"th-thank you," he smiled as he rested his chin on your head, secretly enjoying the coconutty scent that wafted off your hair into his nose.

"yea this is gonna be the new greeting tactic for us. just saying," you huffed into his chest.

"i wouldn't mind that at all," he laughed before you pulled back from his embrace, giving his shoulders a little squeeze before relinquishing all contact.

"okay, i'm here to see aaron. i'm assuming he's in his office, like always?" you rose one eyebrow in question before feeling a hand on your shoulder, turning to see aaron.

"i'm not always in my office," he rebutted as he embraced you in his arms. "how are you?" he asked nicely.

"i'm good! i hope you aren't overworking yourself like you usually tend to do," you voiced into his chest. he pulled back, not releasing your shoulders but looking deeply at your face.

"what's that?" he pointed to your cheekbone, his brows furrowing in concentration.

"oh, pshh. it's nothing," you shrugged as you waved his hand off, noticing spencer behind aaron with a look on his face that suggested you tell your brother what it was.

"y/n. what happened?" he pushed, giving you his 'brother' look.

"fine," you huffed. "i was gonna have to explain it eventually," you rolled your eyes. "last night before i left, ron got a bit handsy. before he did too much, spencer showed up to return my jacket. things got out of hand, ron might've slapped me, spencer might've pushed him against a wall, all's well that ends well," you grinned in hopes that he wouldn't have understood a word you just uttered.

"ron slapped you?" he asked in disbelief, his face still showing no emotion as per usual.

"yea, but spencer stopped him before he got to do anything else. oh! i don't have a job at all anymore, so i'm free for the next two weeks," you pressed your lips together.

"reid was there?" he turned to face spencer, who's face looked like a deer in the headlights.

"yup. i don't know what would've happened if he didn't show up. i really owe him, aaron," you said, trying to calm your brother down from the edge he was not-so-clearly teetering on.

"well, reid. uhh, thank you. and y/n. you should've told me this the second it happened," he ordered, looking at you shooting daggers.

"sir, yes, sir," you nodded off. "i'm sorry i didn't tell you. i just knew you'd be upset and i figured since everything's okay now that it wasn't important," you shrugged, trying to diffuse the situation.

"it is important. it will always be important because you're important to me," he emphasized before taking a deep breath. "as long as you'll tell me next time i think i'll be okay."

"great! now when's the food supposed to get here because... food," you excitedly asked as you followed aaron as he turned to go to his office.

"it'll be here in about 10 more minutes," he announced as he motioned for her to sit beside him in the chairs in front of his desk. "so... what's the full story of what happened?"

"are we really gonna talk about that right now?" you huffed, clearly over the situation from last night.

"yes. we are. harassment is a serious issue that should be dealt with accordingly. you know that, y/n," he reasoned, propping his arm on his desk as he looked at you with his stern face.

"i do know that. i also know that he only ever did that to me. he has a wife and two kids; he'd never do anything to put them in jeopardy," you announced, trying to convince aaron not to press the issue any further.

"but he would be willing to risk a law suit from you because of what happened?" he questioned in defiance, not accepting the ask to drop it.

"i wouldn't give him a law suit, aaron. you know that," you remarked, leaning in towards him slightly.

"you should. logically, you should sue him for hitting you. and i'm assuming for whatever else he's done to you in the past," he corrected you.

"how do you know he's done anything in the past?" you questioned, aaron nodding his head to the side. "right. profiler," you sighed. "look, he used to call me names i'm uncomfortable with, but now i won't have to deal with him. i don't work there anymore and never will again."

"you may not work there, but what if another woman starts working in the office? who's to say he won't harass them as well?" you looked down into your lap, fondling your fingers in avoidance. "look, i'm not trying to be rude about it. i just don't like seeing you hurt, and to know that the guy who hurt you isn't getting anything done to him is ludicrous."

"i know. you've always looked out for me since we were kids, but i'm not a kid anymore. i'm a grown woman and can take care of my own business when i need to," you replied softly, placing your hand over top aaron's in comfort. "but thank you, for always caring. i know you do it because you love me, even though you don't say it often," you laughed, trying to bring some light hearted-ness to the situation.

"i do..." he nodded along. "love you, that is," he added with a rare smile.

aaron has always been there for you. ever since you were kids, because of you dad he would take the role of protector for both you, sean, and your mom.

because of his role of 'protector,' he has this external shell that he feels as though he can't shed. in his mind, if he sheds it he's not able to mask his feelings, leaving not only himself but also those he protects vulnerable.

"i love you too, a.," you smiled back, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it from your grip. aaron took his phone and checked the time.

"the food's here now," he announced as he went to go pick it up from the front desk.

when he returned he gave you the food and you began to eat together, him telling you the latest garcia story that got quite the kick out of you until his attention went elsewhere.

"... so...?" aaron asked sneakily, a sly grin appearing on his face.

"... so what?" you furrowed your brows in question as you took a sip of your drink.

"you and reid, huh?" he widened his eyes in suspicion.

"what about me and reid?" you wanted to press him further, even though you knew exactly what he meant.

"that's exactly what i would like to know. what's going on with you and reid?" he finalized, pointing his fork accusingly at you.

"nothings going on with me and spencer," you raised your hands in defense. "i just drove him home after he intervened in the... situation, last night so i made sure to thank him. he texted me earlier today to ask me how i was holding up after yesterday evening- like a gentleman," you pointed out, raising your eyebrows to establish some sort of dominance you knew you didn't have over your brother.

"right," he said in a sing-song voice, you rolled your eyes at his tone.

"shut up," you scoffed as you threw away each of yours' trash. "so, i think it's time for me to go," you smiled as you turned to face aaron from the doorway.

"ahh, right," he sighed with a small grin. "i actually talked to strauss about getting you onto the team," he raised his eyebrows.

"did you, now?" you smirked. "what'd she say about it?"

"she said that you'd need to fill out an application, and that if you were to be hired there'd be a trial run first to see if everything would work out smoothly," he announced happily.

"really? so there's a chance i could work here?!" you squealed, rubbing your lips into a tight line from the excitement.

"a pretty good one, at that. i actually have an application right," he reached over his desk to retrieve a couple pages stapled together, "here," he smiled, handing you the application forms.

"oh my gosh!" you shouted, throwing your arms over your brother's stomach and squeezing him tightly. "this is so exciting! do you think i'm actually qualified?" you asked, pulling back from his embrace.

"are you kidding? of course you are?" he asked incredulously. "just fill those out, return them to strauss, and i'm sure she'll review them quickly," he nodded.

"right. i'll get going now," you smiled widely. "thank you, a. thank you so much," you said, giving him one last hug before you whooshed out of the door, papers in hand.

you walked down the stairs and out of the glass doors towards the elevator. the doors started to close after you pressed the 'lobby' button, but there was a brown satchel stuffed between them to stop the from closing right before they shut. once thy opened back up, you noticed who the bag belonged to.

"hey, spencer," you smiled, scooting over in the elevator to make more room for him.

"hey, y/n. how was your lunch?" he asked, returning your smile.

"it was pretty good. aaron gave me an application for the bau, which is very exciting," you bit back a wide grin.

"really?" he asked happily, his eyebrows raised, you nodded in return. "that's so great!" he said cheerily, wrapping his arms around your waist an lifting you off the elevator floor as the two of you giggled together.

"i know! if i'm being honest, i'm a bit nervous about it, y'know?" you said as he placed you back onto your feet, your hands still on his biceps.

"why? we already know you'll fit in well and do great. what's making you nervous?" he asked, his head tilting slightly as he looked at you with a confused expression.

"i don't know..." you started. "i guess since i've only worked at one job, doing one thing, moving nowhere, staying stagnant, i just don't know anything else," you shrugged.

"it's actually incredibly normal to feel nervous about a new job. over 80% of working professionals feel nervous or anxious when starting a new job," he clarified as the elevator doors opened, you both walking out together. "think of it this way: you know the material, you're more than qualified, you know everyone you'd be working with, and you're passionate about what you'll be doing. there's no doubt that you'll do amazing," he encouraged as you continued the walk to your car.

"thank you. at least i know i'm not the only one that gets this way," you sighed. "so why'd you walk all the way out here?" you giggled. "don't you still have work?"

"uhh, yes. i-i do have to work. i just f-figured- i just wanted to uh, talk to you?" he stuttered out, clearly not realizing how charming it was.

"well, thank you, spencer. i really enjoy our little chats," you nodded as you unlocked your car. "thanks for walking me out. i'll see you?" you asked.

"yea, yes. i will uhm, see you later. goodbye, y/n," he smiled gorgeously.

"see you later, spencer," you grinned back as you closed your door and began to drive off after buckling up.

halfway home, you got a call from someone. you pressed the bluetooth answer button on your radio to answer.

"hello?" you replied, readjusting your hands on your wheel.

"y/n hotchner. i can't believe you were at the office and didn't even bother to say hi to me!" emily's voice rang through the speakers.

"emily! hello to you too," you giggled.

"you even said hi to reid! but not me?" she shouted. "what gives?"

"sorry, i just kinda ran into him, i guess. well, he ran into me," you corrected yourself.

"what does that mean?"

"well, he kinda stopped me while i was in the elevator so he could talk to me. he's such a good friend," you complimented.

"only friend?" emily asked suggestively.

"yes, em. only friends," you laughed at the insinuation.

while it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to be more than friends with him, it certainly wasn't the right time for a serious relationship in your life yet.

"righhtt... anyway, that's not the only reason i called you," she stated.

"and why did you do that?" you asked as you turned onto the highway, a straight shot to the street with your house on it.

"i wanted to know if you'd like to come with us to a bar after we get off of work tonight?" she asked.

"hmm... who's 'we'?"

"well there's me, morgan, garcia, and you if you'll come?"

"sure, it sounds fun," you agreed. "besides, not like i have anything to do with no job and all," you laughed out.

"great! now we could probably convince reid to come now that you're going!" she exclaimed.

"jeez, em," you huffed as you rolled your eyes and turned onto your street.

"you know it's true. morgan's already teasing him about it and everything," she snorted out over the phone.

"oh poor spencer..." you grimaced as you thought about the relentless teases.

"yea, yea, yea. but you're coming, and there's no backing out! i'll just pick you up before i head to the bar. be ready at 8, ma'am. dress hot, please, garcia and i already agreed to it," she demanded.

"yes ma'am, sounds good," you nodded even though she can't see you.

"alright, love you, bye," she said, holding out the 'e'.

"love you too, bye," you said as she hung up the phone, finally turning into your driveway to be met with your gate.

you entered the code and the gate opened, allowing you to drive half a mile up to your house. you had always wanted a nice, big house as a child. the kind that people had in movies, and everyone looked at online. you signed a lease for this house a while back, and got an amazing deal on it sense you knew who owned it previously.

unlocking your door, you walked into your house with the papers in hand. you walked into your dining room and started filling the papers out easily. it was only 1 p.m., so you had a while before you had to start getting ready for going out with them tonight.

*******

you threw on a maroon colored corduroy skirt, tucking in your spaghetti strap, black tank top. adding some black  heeled booties, you added a few silver pieces of jewelry.

after adding some mascara, lip gloss, and a bit more powder you felt like you were ready to walk out of the door. you did a few spritzes of perfume before grabbing your black crossbody purse, letting it hang on one shoulder before grabbing your black denim jacket, dashing out of the door to emily's car.

"hey em," you said as you swung the door open, crawling not-so-gracefully inside.

"hey there," she said as she examined what you were wearing. "i seriously did my makeup for half an hour and you come out looking like that? it should be illegal to look that hot, y/n," she rolled her eyes with a huff.

"are you kidding me?" you replied, looking over to see what she was wearing herself.

she had on a short, black dress that had a low neckline, allowing tasteful cleavage to show through. she wore that with some red pumps to match her lipstick and some shimmery eyeshadow.

"okay, you can't say that. you look hot, em! don't sell yourself short," you punched her arm playfully.

"yea, yea, yea," she said, beginning to drive out of your driveway.

once you arrived to the bar, it looked like it was almost full. the music was loud, and you could feel the base through your feet on the floor. it took you about a minute until you could find the others, derek, pen, and spencer, sitting at a booth in the corner of the bar.

because of how crowded it was, you sat across from penny and derek and in between spencer and emily. you were practically on top of spencer because of how small the seats were, the poor guy.

"damn, you look great, y/n," derek gushed before looking at spencer with a smirk. "don't you think, pretty boy?" he laughed out, earning a jab from penny in the stomach.

"play nice, derek," she scolded him. "but you do look great, y/n. your legs look amazeballs in that outfit... like wow," she exaggerated.

"oh, shush," you blushed. "i'm kinda hungry... you guys?" you asked them.

"i could go for some cheese sticks," emily replied.

"i ate before we came here," spencer replied with a smile, leaning into your ear a little bit to answer.

"so cheese sticks and... cheese fries? i adore cheese fries," penny added.

"i'm okay with whatever. i'll go order," you said as emily got up to let you out.

"i'll help," spencer added as he scooted out with you.

"great, any drink requests?" you asked, pointing out to all three others.

"jack and coke," emily requested.

"anything fruity they have!" pen told you.

"whiskey, on the rocks," derek said with a smile.

"you've got it," you said as you turned around, realizing how crowded it was as you tried to weave through the first few people in your way.

you felt a hand grip yours firmly, turning to see it was spencer's hand you felt a sigh of relief wash over you. he leant down to your ear to talk to you, so you leaned a bit closer to him.

"i'm gonna put my arm around your waist so we can get through easier. is that okay?" he asked. his breath on your neck and ear almost distracted you from the question.

"y-yea. that's uhm... that's okay," you nodded your head as you felt his arm snake around your waist, pulling you closer to his side.

you moved one of your arms around his torso in return, squeezing yourself further into your side so you could avoid bumping into as many people. you could smell his sweet cologne, and the smell of what seemed to be coffee and old books. the warmth of his entire being was undeniable, drawing you closer to his presence.

eventually when you made it to the bar, you both kept your arms around the other. after ordering the food and drinks, you finally pulled your arm back, but stayed just as close to him.

"have you filled the application out yet?" spencer asked sweetly, leaning into your body.

"yea, i finished them just before i got ready to come here, actually," you nodded your head with a smile. "i guess you could say i'm a bit eager to start working."

"i think that's a good thing," he smiled brightly.

"oh, it definitely is!" you agreed. "i'm just so bored at the house. i've only been gone for a day and i need something to do, y'know?" you shrugged.

"busybody?" he questioned.

"oh you have no idea," you laughed, pushing his shoulder back playfully.

"i guess it runs in the family. hotch is always working on something as well," he mentioned. "so working at the bau would be a great fit for you both."

"yea, i sure hope so," you said longingly. "so what else do you do for fun... besides reading and working, of course," you asked.

"uhmm, i enjoy magic, i guess," he expressed.

"really?" you perked up, straightening out your posture at what he revealed.

"yea. i know a few little party tricks. wanna see?" spencer proposed, you nodded eagerly. "okay," he licked his lips as he began digging into his pocket and pulled out a $20 bill, also getting a pen. "watch..." he said as he jabbed the green paper with the pen.

"okay?" you squinted your eyebrows at what he was doing, unsure of where this trick was leading.

he then started to drag the paper around the pen, not tearing the bill at all. you felt your jaw drop in awe as he continued playing with it. then, he drug the pen all the way out of the bill, not a hole in sight. he made the bill disappear, leaving you stunned.

"what? how did you-? where did it-?" you stuttered, looking at him accusingly.

he reached around your hair, behind your ear and pulled out the same twenty dollar bill as earlier, a smug look on his face as he did so.

"okay... wow." you said as you began slow-clapping in awe. "i'm thoroughly impressed, spencer."

"thanks," he smiled shyly as he tucked the bill back into his pocket. "i've been doing magic since i was a kid. it's one of my hobbies when i'm we're not trying to catch serial killers," he shrugged.

"i'd say you've picked a good hobby," you chuckled. "i bet kids love it when you do them, huh?"

"yea, it's quite the entertainment for children," he nodded. "i love their reaction to it. it just makes me happy that i can bring a smile to their face."

"that, spencer, is fascinating," you complimented as the bartender handed you the drinks and spencer the food to take back to the table.

walking back was much easier than your journey to the bar, people actually making way for others with their hands full of refreshments. at least some people still had their manners.

"okay guys," you addressed as you began passing out the drinks, "here is your whiskey, jack and coke, and a tequila sunrise for pen."

"ouuu! i like the sound of that!" penny cheered as she took a sip of the drink, her eyes widening with delight.

"thank you, ma'am," derek thanked as he took a sip of his drink.

"absolutely perfect, y/n," emily relished in her beverage.

the rest of the night was fun. you laughed, joked, and danced with the girls. you even got to know spencer a bit more, much to your liking.

the next day you turned in your application, and was surprised when you got the job on the spot. you would begin your trial run in one week.

and you couldn't believe how fast that week went by, because as soon as you blinked, you were in the bullpen of the bau at your very own desk.

#spencer x reader #spencer x you #spencer reid #y/n #agent hotchner #y/n hotchner #ssa hotchner #criminal minds #aaron hotchner

[ally-writes-many-things]

I don't date Cops (J. Halstead) P2

Summary: Will is trying to convince you to go on a date with his brother which you didn't want to do until you spent some time with him without knowing he was Will's brother.

Words: 1224

Requested: yes/no

Prompts:

Warning or A/N:

"Set it up or give him my number,"

Will stops dead in his tracks and looked at you. "What?"

You rolled your eyes. "You heard me,"

"But you said-"

"I know what I said. Just do it,"

"Alright, I'll set it up,"

"Thank you,"

---

It had been two days since you met Jay and told Will to set it up but you haven't heard from Will or Jay so you were thinking that Jay wasn't interesting. Which didnt bother you.

You saw Will walk in hand in hand with Natalie. You looked at them confused, last time you checked, they were on the outs. "CFD Plan 2. Mass cass,"

"Dr. Y/L/N and Dr. Halstead, I need you. Trauma three,"

You quickly put your gloves on as the paramedics came into the E.D. "What do we have?"

"12-year-old male, crush injuries, severed artery, massive blood loss. Got a tourniquet on his right leg. Tried to intubate but couldn't get his jaw open. He lost his pulse on the ride,"

" Put him on our monitor and rapid transfuser. Grab 4 units of O-neg, and start with a round of Epi,"

The paramedics looked at you. "Already hit him with the Epi times two,

"Still no pulse. He's in fib,"

You did the best you could to save his life but you just couldnt save him. "Time of death 8:31,"

You heard a heart shattering scream, you turn your head and what you could guess it was his parents. "THATS MY SON!"

Will patted the dad on the shoulder. "Im so sorry, he was to far gone for us to save. We tried of everything,"

You walked out the room, throwing your gloves in the trash. But quickly putting clean ones on. "Where do you need me Maggie?"

"Trauma 2,"

You walked into the room and this time it was a little girl. You looked at the paramedics. "Left AC, obvious femur fracture,"

"Good distal pulse. It's blown. Sweetheart, we're going to take good care of you,"

The little girl cried out for her dad. "You have to go back for my daddy! I love my daddy!"

You looked at Maggie. "You know anything about that?"

"Pretty sure her father was loaded. Must've been sent to Sinai or County,"

You nodded and looked back at the little girl. "Okay, sweetie, look, you see this lady right here?"

"Uh-huh,"

"Her name is Maggie. She can find anybody, anywhere, okay? I promise she'll find your daddy for you,"

"Better believe I will, hon,"

-

"It was only an hour and a half,"

You were looking at the bloody E.D when Maggie walked up to you. "What?"

"It was only an hour and a half,"

"We mustve treated two dozen patients and youre telling me it was only an hour and a half?"

She nodded.

You were just exhuasted beyond anything you ever felt before. You felt as if you could sleep for months. "So what exactly happened?"

Maggie shrugged. "From what I was told some asshole purposely caused a multi car pile up,"

"What? Why?"

Maggie shrugged. "I don't know,"

"Dang this place is a mess,"

You turned around and saw Jay walking through the E.D. "Yeah, its been a long hour and a half. Im guessing you're here to question the victims?"

Jay shook his head. "No, we already got the suspect in custody, my boss is still questioning him though,"

"Oh, I'll page your brother then,"

"Not here for him either. Here for you,"

"Me? Why?"

"Why didn't you tell me that you were the girl Will was trying to set me up with?"

"I didn't even know you were Will's brother and then when I found out, he got slammed and I didn't see you after that,"

Jay was quiet for a second. "So how about that date?"

"Yes,"

"I wouldve said tonight but after seeing the E.D, how about tomorrow?"

"I'd like that,"

Jay smiled. "I'll see you then,"

Jay said his goodbyes to Maggie and then walked out. "Good choice, that is one fine man,"

You chucked and went to check up on a patient.

--

"Let me get that for you,"

Jay went to your side and pulled the chair out for you and then pushed you in. "What a gentleman,"

"I try,"

"So Will tells me that you were in the milltary?"

"Yeah, I was in the Rangers. Saw some messed up things there and lost some good friends but I wouldn't change anything if I had a choice to go back,"

"Is that why you joined the police force?"

"Yeah, after I got out, I still felt like I didnt do enough to help people, so I joined the Academy. A few years later, I got shot in my arm working undercover and I got to choice if i wanted to stay where I was or go to a new elite unit and I chose the elite unit,"

"Thats sounds cool but also like it hurt,"

Jay laughed. "Yeah it did. But your turn, what made you go into medicine?"

You sighed. "My dad died when I was younger and we were in the hospital probably over 50 times from the time I was 10 to 11 and saw how hard they tried to save my dad. I also saw a lot of doctors working their magic and save a lot of people's lives. I couldn't save my dad because I didn't know how to and so I decided that I would help others by learning medicine and becoming a doctor,"

"Oh I'm sorry for your lost. What did he die of?"

"A rare disease that only 1% of the population gets so they had no cure or no idea how to treat it,"

"Oh I'm so sorry,"

"It was a long time ago. He wouldn't want me to be sad over it,"

You and Jay had spent the next 2 hours talking about everything big and small. He was now walking to you to your door. "Im resisting the urge to kiss you right now,"

You looked at Jay. "Don't resist it,"

He smiled and kissed you.

----

"I swear Jay, if I had to keep looking for more clues, Im gonna-"

You cut yourself off. You were leaving a voicemail on Jay's phone because today was your one year anniversary and he decided to make a scavenger hunt of all your past dates and things memorable to your relationship. It was cute at first but this hunt had like fifty parts to it. You just wanted to kiss and hug your boyfriend at this time.

You put your phone down and smiled. There was Jay in the middle of a beautifully lit clearing on one knee. You walked up to him and he started. "Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, Ive known you were the one since the first day I met you. You are the only person that makes me feel like I can breathe in this crazy world. Youre the first thing I think of when I wake up and youre the last thing I think of when I go to sleep. You're everything. Will you do me a favor and accept my last name and marry me?"

You nodded yes, not trusting your voice. Jay slides the ring on your finger.

#chicago pd #jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x you #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead x imagine #one chicago

[bunnyywritings]

Guess who's back? Back again? Okay so with july 23rd being tomorrow, as a directioner I am emotionally unstable. So can I get some fluff of Asahi and MC jamming out to One Direction? I'd write it myself but yeah emotionally unstable aha

kiss you

asahi azumane x fem!reader

[a/n: I’m glad you’re back anon!! Thank you for the request ✨ admittedly I was never a one direction fan so I had to look up what the date was but I hope you enjoy! I tried my best to make this a gender-neutral scenario but the they/them pronouns weren’t really flowing well enough for me so I’m sorry about that, enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ps. Happy 10th Anniversary!!]

It was an emotional day for you. The first thing you saw when you got out of bed was the 10 year anniversary post on social media which brought tears to your eyes. All the memories of before the group broke up invading your memories. Sure you listened to their music as solo artists but it just wasn’t the same.

After getting ready for your day, you set up your laptop and started to watch compilation videos to try and lift your spirits. It was a mix of smiles, laughter, and tears.

Asahi was aware of what day it was. Regrettably, he had promised to meet up with everyone that morning to play a a couple of sets to catch up with them so he wouldn’t be able to be with you until a little later. You had introduced him to the band a little bit after the two of you started dating and he actually enjoyed the music. He couldn’t say that he was as invested as you were but he promised to come over to celebrate the anniversary.  During their mini break, they all had sat outside to enjoy the summer breeze and have some refreshing watermelon. He had left his phone inside so when Daichi came out of the gym talking on his phone, he thought nothing of it.

“Azumane!” He turned away from his conversation with Noya and looked towards his ex-captain. “Why’s (y/n) crying?”

His eyes widened in surprise. “What? What are you talking about?” Daichi held the phone out to him with a slightly amused smile. All that Asahi was wondering was why you’d call Daichi instead of him.

“(Y/n)? Baby, what’s wrong?” He was met with the sound of your sniffles.

“I-I miss them A-Asahi...” He could basically hear you pouting. He sighed in relief that you weren’t in any danger or something.

“I know baby, I know. I’ll be there soon, okay?” Once you agreed, he hung up and handed Daichi his phone back.

“Everything all right?”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah they’re alright. Today’s just the 10th anniversary of a band that broke up a couple of years ago and uh they just got a little emotional.” He scratched the back of his neck.

“Do you wanna head out early?” Suga asked with his signature eye smile.

“Yeah, I’m sure they’d really appreciate it.” Noya patted his shoulder.

“Thanks you guys. I really appreciate it.” He blushed as he got up from his spot on the grass and brushed any dirt from his shorts before rushing into the gym to get his stuff.

He rushed home to take a quick shower and get some snacks before heading to your place. Once he reached your front door, he could hear muffled music mixed with your voice. He shook his head fondly before using his spare key to let himself in.

‘The story of my life, I take her home! I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen!‘

His lips split into a wide grin as he watched the scene before him. You were singing your little heart out, all while dancing around your living room. He couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him as he slipped off his shoes. This had somehow caught your attention despite the loud music blasting from your speakers.

“Asahi! You’re early!” The way you said his name excitedly made his heart leap in his chest. You slumped into his open arms and clung to him. He pulled back a bit and tilted your chin upward. He could see that your eyes were slightly puffy and red, tear stained cheeks but a smile on your lips.

“Aww baby...” He cooed quietly, leaning forward to planting a sweet kiss on your lips. Taking advantage of your closed eyes, he placed feather soft kisses on your eyelids making you hum at the warmth.

“Now come on!” You tugged him farther into the living room. You grabbed your phone and changed the song.

‘Oh, I just wanna take you anywhere that you would like We could go out any day, any night Baby, I'll take you there, take you there Baby, I'll take you there, yeah ‘

He grinned as you started to sing along to the song, you took his hand in yours once more and pulled him close, egging him on to dance with you. Normally, he’d be too shy to do this sort of thing but not when he was with you. So, he danced along. Both of you danced and sang at the top of your lungs. Giggling at each others silly dance moves.

‘So tell me, girl, if every time we touch You get this kind of rush Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah’

This was probably his favorite song because he experienced it with you. Whenever he held you close to his chest, any time your lips touched, his heart would race. He’d do anything for you, whether you wanted to slow down the pace of your relationship or go as fast as one of Hinata’s spikes, he was all for it. But right now, as he watched you just be silly...he realized that he loved you. It was such an overwhelming emotion to experience for the first time.

So, as the song came to an end. He couldn’t hold it in anymore.

‘Every time we touch You get this kind of rush Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If you don't wanna take it slow And you just wanna take me home Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And let me kiss you’

He held you by the waist, catching you slightly off guard, and resting his forehead against yours. “(y/n)...I’m so in love with you.” His words were sincere, it made you melt into his touch as your eyes watered.

“I’m in love with you too, Asahi...” He nuzzled his nose against yours.

“Now let me kiss you.” You chuckled softly at his choice of words.

“Yeah, kiss me Asahi.” He didn’t have to be told twice as he leaned down and captured your lips with his, you couldn’t help but smile into it. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you flush against his chest, turning your head to delve into a deeper kiss.

One Direction was and still is a big part of your life and now you’re grateful that this is a moment you’ll think of whenever you hear this song.

The first of many ‘I love you’s to be shared.

#asahi azumane x reader #asahi x reader #haikyuu x reader #karasuno x reader #anon #anon request #anon ask

[jjmaybanksblog]

The Book of You & I- Rafe Cameron

Summary: Based on The Book of You & I by Alec Benjamin

The Book of You & I- Rafe Cameron x fem reader

Summary: Based on

Word count: 2,900

Warnings: Angst, brief nudity mentioned, is kissing a warning?? all together sadness

Disclaimer: The female pronouns have been changed to male since this will be from a girls pov

Flashback in italics

Well, it all began in the back of his car

I was just sixteen, but I fell so hard

You and Rafe Cameron sat in the trunk of his jeep. Rafe had asked you on a date a few days before this, quickly realizing he was falling for you hard and fast. 

He drove you two up to the look-out hill, which gave you a beautiful view of the Outer Banks. He decorated the trunk with pillows and small fairy lights, playing music in the background. You were resting your head on his chest, feeling at peace as you listened to his calm heart beat.

It was when he kissed your forehead did you realize you were falling for him just as hard. Every moment you spent with him then you fell harder and harder. He never failed to make you smile and feel loved when you needed it most which you greatly appreciated.

Well, the years went by and he held my heart, but his love ran dry and we fell apart

You and Rafe had been dating for 3 years now. 3 years of going on dates, surprising each other with gifts, going to parties together, mind blowing sex, spending nights together. You thought everything was going beautifully.

However, as time went by everytime you tried to hang out with your boyfriend, he said he was always busy, coming up with excuses on why he couldn't go out when in reality he was partying with his friends and snorting coke.

I felt him growing distant, I knew his love was shifting

"Why are you constantly up my ass what the fuck is that about lately?!" Rafe screamed in your face. You two were in the middle of an argument after you asked him why he hasn't been around lately. He snapped at you as soon as you asked.

"Why are you yelling at me?" You raised your voice back, genuinely confused as to why he was acting so hostile towards you. "Because I'm not happy in our relationship anymore!" He screamed, red in the face. Your mouth fell open at his confession, a strong tension filling the room. Your eyes stung with tears, furrowing your eyebrows at him.

"What?" Your voice was barely audible as he kept his stare at the floor, rubbing his hands through his hair.

"I'm not happy anymore. I just- I don't know I'm not… in love with you anymore." A sob escaped your lips as you took in his words. You didn't say anything else to him as you walked out of his bedroom, slamming his door shut. You attempted to collect yourself at least until you were back in your car.

Accidentally bumping into Sarah, your head hung low as you apologized. "Y/N, you okay?" Your eyes met Sarah who softly gasped at your red eyes. Quickly shaking your head, you left the Cameron household, and entered your car. Your fingers gripped your steering wheel until your knuckles turned white. 

You inhaled sharply, wiping the tears out of your eyes you sped out of the driveway, your grip never ending up on the wheel.

And all that I could say was, don't tell me that it's over, the book of you and I. Now you've scribbled out my name and you've erased my favorite lines

You cried into your pillows for days on end, avoiding your friends calls and texts, not going to the dinner table to eat with your family, not leaving your bed in general. You sent countless nights, playing back memories in your head of the two of you. You questioned yourself so many times, wondering what you did wrong that made him fall out of love with you.

For the first time in a week you checked your social media. Your thumb hovered over Rafe's instagram account. Before you could stop yourself you scrolled through his posts, your grip tightening on your phone you saw all of his posts with you were deleted. Biting your tongue, you didn't hesitate to archive the pictures of you two on your account. Throwing your phone on the end of the bed, you sniffled before clutching onto your pillow.

There were so many chapters that we never got to write, like cereal for dinner and staying up all night. 

For your 1 year anniversary, Rafe had bought you tickets to see your favorite band, getting you front row seats. You were forever grateful that Rafe had done that for you, even when you told him he didn't have to do anything so big.

You and Rafe stood side by side, his arm around your shoulder, your hand resting on his chest. Chills were sent down your spine as the crowd screamed and cheered as the band appeared on stage. Rafe shifted you so you were in front of him, your back against his chest. 

You shut your eyes in happiness, listening to the crowd sing along to the lyrics. Letting the feeling of euphoria take over your body, you rested your head on his shoulder, holding his hands in place on your waist. 

The concert lasted almost 2 hours, making it 3 a.m. when you two returned back to his house. As soon as the both entered your house, Rafe threw himself on your couch, his body exhausted from all the adrenaline. You giggled at your boyfriend, entering the kitchen to make bowls of cereal. Pouring Fruit loops into two bowls, you added the milk and grabbed two spoons. 

Plopping yourself next to Rafe's head, you shook the cereal box, his head snapping up to look at which one you grabbed. A dorky grin appeared on his face, sitting up and tucking his legs underneath. "You know what to do." You handed him the remote. He shoved a spoonful of cereal into his mouth before turning the TV onto Spongebob.

I remember where we started, I remember how you looked

Before Rafe asked you on your first date, he asked you to senior prom. He knew you were a sucker for surprises so he gathered his friends to help lead you to the outside bus dock. There Rafe stood with a glass jar in his hands. You walked up to him and read the sign, 'be a smartie and take this dum dum to prom!' In the glass vase was the smarties candies on the bottom, and dum dumb lollipops on top.

Not being able to hold back your smile, you happily said yes to him, earning cheers and whoops from everyone around you. 

Once prom actually came around, you never forgot what he looked like. He showed up at your door in a light blue tux, a corsage the color of your dress in his hands. You could easily tell he was nervous, but as soon as he saw you all of his nerves left. "You look… stunning." He exhaled, truly at a loss for words.

"Thank you! You clean up well." You joked, your hand skimming across the hems of his tux. His hand delicately cupped the side of your waist. "You truly do look like a princess."

But now I'm missing bits and pieces from the pages that you took. You didn't give a reason, I'll forever wonder why, we never got to finish the book of you and I.

You snuggled into your blankets, letting out a loud sigh. A soft knock echoed from the outside of your door. "Go away mom." You called out, only to hear another knock and the door opening. You flipped around to see Sarah Cameron standing at the foot of your bed with a box of pizza and plate of cookies. 

After you thought you were out of tears, more tears swelled in your eyes at the sight of her. She joined next to you in your bed, holding you in her arms as you sobbed into her chest. Resting her chin on the top of your head, Sarah held you, her heartbreaking to hear your distressed sobs. "Shhh. It's okay, I got you." She mumbled. 

"He never told me why," you started as you pulled away from her, wiping your tears on your blankets. "I don't know what I did wrong." You mumbled, picking at your fingernails. "Y/N, you did nothing wrong. Rafe is just an asshole, and I am so, so sorry for everything he's put you through recently." 

Sarah slid the box of pizza towards you, a small smile on your face you took a slice and nibbled on the end. "Before I hug you more, I need you to take a shower." Sarah admitted before grabbing a slice for herself. You immediately dropped the pizza, apologizing before running into the bathroom.

 Well, I bought a pen and I turned the page. Then I wrote about how I wish you'd stayed. I said all the things that I never got to say. Maybe when it's done, I will feel okay.

You sat at your desk, you thumb anxiously clicking the top of the pen. Your mom had bought you a journal to write down everything that you had going on in your mind. She said it would help you at least organize some thoughts instead of having them jumbled together in your head.

You sighed loudly before writing a letter that you knew you'd never send.

Dear Rafe,

God, I never thought I'd be writing this letter. I never thought we would break up. I never expected you to fall out of love with me. Everything just feels… out of place. You were my safe zone, out of everything that was changing in my life you constantly stayed by my side through everything and  I loved that about you. I wish you were still with me. I don't know why after everything you've done to me recently, but I miss your touch. I miss the smell of your cologne. I miss your cute nicknames for me. I miss watching Disney movies with you. I miss staying up with you. I miss all of you. I never told you this, but I always pictured us getting married. I pictured you proposing to me after like our 5 year anniversary. We would have two kids, you would get to pick where we'd live. I'd get to change my name to Y/N Cameron. My bed feels empty without you. You were my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first time, my first love, and as much as this hurts now, I am forever grateful you taught me how to love. I love you Rafe Cameron. No matter what.

Love,

Y/N

That he had grown so distant and that his love had shifted. I wish he felt the same.

Sarah finally convinced you to go to the beach with her due to you staying inside for nearly 3 months. You were about to meet Sarah's boyfriend and his friends for the first time. At first Sarah told you that she could cancel on John B, but you refused and insisted on meeting everyone.

You sat next to her on your towel, letting the sun hit your skin. You couldn't help but softly grin at the warm feeling. "Guys! Over here!" Sarah called out. A group of teens walked over to you two, welcoming smiles on everyone's faces. "Guys, this is Y/N. Y/N this is JJ, Kiara, Pope, and my boyfriend John B." 

You stood up from your spot and welcomed Sarah's friends with a smile. Kiara on the other hand pulled you into a tight hug. You let out a surprised laugh, hugging the girl back. Sarah had explained to them that you had just had a rough break up and to stay away from the topic. 

"You give really good hugs." You admitted, releasing the girl.

The day was going beautifully, everyone was swimming or surfing. You finally felt relaxed, like everything is okay. "Hey! Y/N look at this!" John B randomly shouted. Your head snapped towards him, looking at the shell he had in his hands. You observed it before a familiar voice echoed from further down the beach. Your hands dug into the sand, John B looking down at you with pity in his eyes.

"It's him isn't it?" He softly nodded his head. You squeezed your eyes shut and took a deep breath. JJ appeared by your side, "you want me to teach you how to surf?" Your heart felt warm at his offer. Nodding your head, you followed JJ into the ocean, your eyes not daring to look at Rafe.

Don't tell me that it's over, the book of you and I. Now you've scribbled out my name and you've erased my favorite lines.

After a long day of JJ teaching you how to surf, everybody agreed to get dinner at The Wreck. You jumped out of John B's van, holding the front door to the restaurant open for your friends. You stepped foot into the dining room, only to pause in your steps. 

You didn't care that you saw Rafe, you cared that you saw some girl under his arm. Your friends saw the color leave your face, all of them shoving back out the front door. You inhaled and exhaled harshly to prevent yourself from crying. "Hey. hey, come here." Sarah comforted you in her arms, trying your best to maintain your composure. You quickly stepped away from her, "no, no it's okay. I'm okay," you lied, shaking your hands out, "I think I just need to go home." 

Kiara nodded her head, "I'll take you home if you want." You shook your head, "no it's okay. I'm just gonna walk home." Sarah's eyebrows raised up. "Y/N that's like an 8 mile walk." You shrugged your shoulders. "I just want to be alone and walking is good. I'll text you when I get home, okay?" Everyone gave you a hug before watching you walk away from them. 

The moment you had your back turned on them, you broke down. How could he have moved on so quickly? Was she just a fling or a new relationship? So many questions in your mind, you knew could not be answered.

There were so many chapters that we never got to write, like cereal for dinner and staying up all night.

Rafe gently nudged your body, "psst. Baby, are you awake?" He whispered. You flipped around and faced him. "I haven't been able to sleep at all." You said, your hand immediately finding its place on the side of his face. "Wanna go skinny dipping?" He suggested. You jumped out of his bed as soon as he finished his sentence. He knew you had always wanted to try that, and since his parents were renovating a house that was 6 hours away staying a hotel, he knew this was a perfect time to do it.

You raced him down the stairwell and into his backyard. Quickly stripping, you were left in nothing. You jumped into the water, thankful that the pool lights were off. Rafe jumped in, joining you. You leaned your head back, letting the water sweep through your hair. 

Rafe swam up to you, his hands finding your butt as you wrapped your legs around his waist. "I don't know why we didn't do this sooner." You joked, pressing your chest against his. He swiped a stray piece of wet hair away from your eyes, his thumb shifting down to your lips. "Because we both know where this would lead." His thumb skimmed across your bottom lip, allowing you to open your mouth to kiss it. 

I remember where we started, I remember how you looked, but now I'm missing bits and pieces from the pages that you took. You never gave a reason, I'll forever wonder why, we never got to finish the book of you and I. Don't tell me, tell me that you're leaving me. My belly hurts and my heart is hardly beating right, I hate to beg, but I'll try one last time.

Dear Rafe,

It's been exactly one year since we broke up. I became friends with some Pogues. I know you'd flip on me if I told you that and we were still together, but they're treating me better than you have towards the end of our relationship. I'm not gonna lie, I still miss you sometimes, most of the time actually. I'm still confused on why things ended the way they did. You've avoided me the entire time, leaving me without a clue and I hate it. I picked at every flaw about myself, trying to figure out if that's why you left. Do you know how mentally draining that is? God, it fucking sucks. I stopped crying over you though. Yeah it hurts my heart when I see you, but I think I wasted all my tears on you. I really don't know why I'm even writing to you anymore, I feel like I told you everything I needed to. I used to beg every day and pray every single night to get you back, and it hasn't happened. But I get it now. You finished our story before I got the chance to finish it myself, and that's just how love works sometimes. I'll never forget you Rafe Cameron, but I'll also never forgive you.

Sincerely,

Y/N

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Can I get an imagine of Hiei from Yu Yu Hakusho? Maybe an AU hundreds of years ago where he ends up caring for a human woman and teaching her how to defend herself. If you don't like that one, anything you think of.

Character: Kanda from DGM NSFW Prompt: "Make me." Love youuuuuu 😘

How about a NSFW scenario of Kakashi coming home to his sweet little naughty civilian S/O? 😜 A bit of role play where they call him sensei while he's doing them on the kitchen table?

Thanks for the Soi Bean Post! This gonna be my last Soi Fon request. Sorry for being quite a Soi Queen freak. For my request can you Soi after shower decides to wear s/o clothes. S/O tries to take picture of her. Then she tells that she has falling in love with you. You have changed let me take care of you. You can be very very very sluff on this one. Thanks!

ok ok so i have a few requests 🥺🥺 so! first could you maybe do an “I missed you.” with Rukia? 🥺💗 just fluff for my baby girl aaaa

Ichigo kissing his s/o in the rain 😆😆😆 Headcanons or scenario is up to you! 💙

ANYTHING SHIKAMARU. Deadass anything

Hey! I was wondering if I could request some Rukia x fem!reader relationship headcannons? Only if you're able to! Tysm! 💖

I hope requests are open but I was wondering if you could do something with byakuya and his s/o being like a very intimidating couple but his s/o is actually very sweet to everyone?

Kakashi x reader and instead of team 7 its now y/n tryna see whats under the mask and eventually she just asks and he actually reveals it adfhsjjs

Can I please get rat dad Ging being seduced by a younger woman who refuses to take “no” for an answer until he finally gives her what she wants? NSFW please! 💖

ok so please don't feel pressured to write this birthday imagine 🥺 i know u have a lot of requests rn ah. but! if you're able to i really would love another toshiro one bc i'm a sucker for him 😭 maybe one where he's really overworking himself so the reader helps him relax and it just ends in cuddles 🥺💓 only if you're able to! ilysm 💓💖💓💖💓💘💓💘💓

ok i swear this is the last one i feel bad requesting sm 😭 but maybe a “Do you wanna, maybe, go out sometime?” with toshiro bc he really is best boy 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

OKAY SO ANOTHER ONE WITH SABURO WITH UHHHH GOING ON A FIRST DATE WITH HIS S/O ICIXHAJGSSHSSUSKSU he'll probs driving his van around with the music blasting out 👀👀

honestly i would kinda die if u wrote some renji smut 😳😳 literally in any situation, i'm just needy rn 😭

ok ok i'm here hehe. how about, the reader gets really injured during a battle and shiro's kinda blaming himself for it. kindaaa angst into a super fluffy ending if that's ok hhh 🥺

Hi 🥰 Can I get a headcanon for Kakashi with a really seductive s/o, like she likes to tease him in public and whispers dirty things in his ear and calls him daddy? Nsfw pls? 😊😁

“make me” and hisoka??? thank you

hehe this is for the 🦋🦋 event! congrats on 200 bb!! so, i saw attack on titan on your list and i'm experiencing a severe lack of my best boy marco 🥺🥺 if you don't write for him that's fine hehe, but if you do, could i please maybe get a lil scenario where marco helps the reader out with her training and then they accidentally confess their feelings and it's just rlly fluffy and cute? 🥺 i need marco being happy in my life rn sbdjdhdjr 💓💓

“If you keep biting your lip like that, I’m holding you accountable for my actions.” for Kakashi please! I love him 🤤

If your requests are still open, can i ask for some domestic kakashi fluff? Ty

Hi mommas❤️❤️ CAN I PWEASE request some Guren (seraph of the end) relationship headcanons ? Not nsfw but maybe a little steamy 🥺🥰 I LOVE UU -🍒

Hi Chloe 🥰 Can I have some spicy nsfw headcanons for Yami where his s/o is acting really bratty during sex and he puts her in her place? 😪😂😊

Kageyama wirh Oikawas sister reader? there just chillin Nd stuff and toru comes over and picks y/n up and they hug and kageyama is like “eXcuSe mE???” forgive my spelling im on mobile lmao

Hiii❤️❤️ Can I request an imagine where you live in a small town and work at a cafe and Bakugou is your cliche small town boyfriend? Or headcanons! The idea is so cute and I love your writing 😊

okay so uHHHHH you can just go for Mephisto sharing some food with his s/o owo;; take your time on it too because i know it's gonna be really great either way!

A reader insert saved by vampire! main YYH crew from a pack of werewolves

Since you said requests are open maybe.. suga subbing for you? Idk he's just always appeared like someone who would love to please you in anyway possible.

V A M P I R E LAVI!!! DO IT GIRL!! 👌👌♥️♥️♥️

Fake dating with Lavi!!!!! Need more of the DGM boyz!! 😂

can I get an itachi x reader fic where it's itachi's birthday and the reader decides to give him a special night (👀), wearing lingerie, lighting candles, etc. for him to come home to? I love your work (and you!!) sm btw 🥺💞 - nina!! (@kunoichihatake)

hello ✨💕 it’s me, ryn 😘 if it’s okay, can i request a nishinoya x female!reader? perhaps a first date at the boardwalk with like the rides and carnival stuff? then at the end of the date he kisses her and it turns out the karasuno squad was following them the whole night hehe?

Hi! Can I request a prompt of some soft Kakashi, maybe some cuddles, perhaps it gets a little heated... a lil' Nsfw never hurt nobody👀👅 Thank you so muuch!~😍❤️

If I had kakashi in front of me I would tell him “aren’t you tired of being the most handsome man here?”

Hi! I saw that requests were open for the Haikyuu!! boys so here I am! I was wondering if I could request a Tsukki x reader where Tsukki has a crush on the reader but doesn't know how to express his feelings other then throwing insults. it can be angsty or fluffy I just really love Tsukki as a tsundere lol. (also btw I LOVE your theme and blog aesthetic its very pretty!)

Hey wifey😚 so Ichigo has stolen my heartttt can I get the strawberry boy with an S/O who gets super shy with with physical contact? Tyy💗💗

Fake dating with Lavi!!!!! Need more of the DGM boyz!! 😂

NSFW Vampire Squall (FF8) for very obvious reasons because UUUUUUGH

Hello there miss, my name is kandaxxx. Nice to meet you since I have definitely never requested from you before and this is definitely my first time and i am definitely not taking advantage of your bomb writing skills to ask you to write a “Choke me, daddy.” for Seymour from FF (love you forever and always!!!!!!)

hey butterfly 🥺 can you please write a story where the reader and (any character) are fighting and it turns out it was just about something stupid? like chicken nuggets? thank you 🥺💗

Eek! DGM! I was wondering if you would do a request for a general Allen Walker relationship HC? I don’t see him on the character list, but I’m just curious *bows* Thankyou senpai!

Spin The Bottle with any of the DGM characters that you're comfortable writing????? (but like obviously when Kanda spins the bottle it has to land on the reader [me] because YOU KNOW WHY OK????????) ilysm!!! 😍

I’m thinking a smut scenario of some kind that uses the prompts “Perhaps I need to remind you of your place.” and “Let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.” I feel like those are very Nozel Silva things to say. 😈 -bakubabes-hatake

Omfg HI mommy, Can i request really fluffy and soft itachi after he comes back from a mission? Non-massacre AU and you’re on the same team as sasuke lolol thirsty for them age gaps ❤️ thank youuuu ily -🍒

Can I get a fake dating with Kand--Roy Mustang (hahahaha) 👉👈🥺

Is this okay to ask for? Egor taking care of s/o who has period cramps... Ty!

can I get an itachi x reader fic where it's itachi's birthday and the reader decides to give him a special night (👀), wearing lingerie, lighting candles, etc. for him to come home to? I love your work (and you!!) sm btw 🥺💞 - nina!! (@kunoichihatake)

Hello! Can I please request some headcanons for Kiba with a S/O with a praise kink? And for Shikamaru with a S/O with a choking kink? Thank you so much.

Wow. Here is me putting in a request. Shocker, right?? 😂 I want some Greed, baby 😈 as for the prompt, it's not in your list, but could you maybe do something based off of "Oh my god. Did we just break the bed?" ???? 👉👈

It's a shame u only have one ling request, so could I request some Ling x Reader where they're both absolutely oblivious until Lan Fan or Ed or someone finally just tells them for them? Sorry if I didn't make any sense ❤️❤️

ok idk if you write threesomes but 😳😳 if you could write one with daichi and suga n maybe some dp, i'd probably die 🥺💓 only if you're comfortable with that tho ♡

Tyki flirting with his crush in his native language of Portuguese? I really love your work and please have some candy 🍬🍭🍫

hi butterfly! 🥰 i hope you're doing well! you already know what i'm going to ask you for — a request! i just feel really down in the dumps lately. can i request headcanons for an s/o that takes graduation pictures on their grandmother's 3 year death anniversary with kenma, nishinoya & kuroo? i hope you can do my request! you don't have to do it if you don't want to!

hehehe kuroo, tsukki and kageyama headcanons of their s/o sending them a nude while they at training and them making an excuse to get home and fUcK yOu SeNsELeSs - 🌊

Hello may I request itachi x reader. People learned the truth and he can finally return to his wife and children in the village 🥺 and they don’t have to be in secret anymore

holy shit,, i am starved for the squall content,,, if you don't mind, catching you wearing their clothes?

S/O walking in on kakashi masturbating? 👉👈 💕

#this is a lot longer than i thought it would be #holy hell #i have so many requests #a bit frightened now #but oh whale #i hope you guys are excited for all these requests #i know i am #although im intimidated #by their sheer numbers #IVE GOT THIS THO #FOR MY CUTE #LIL #BUTTERFLIES #I LOVE YALL

[noroger]

Take good care of my baby

Roger Taylor x Reader

Summary: Roger looses his girl to another man.

Based off the song ‘take good care of my baby’ by bobby vee.

My tears are fallin'

'Cause you've taken her away

And though it really hurts me so

There's somethin' that I've got to say

Roger remembered the day when you had confessed to him that you had adopted feelings for another man whilst he was on tour.

His heart shattered and he couldn’t form any words, he never thought he would be the one on the other end of the relationship who was heart broken.

“Im sorry Roger but ive fallen for another man” you had whispered as tears dropped from your eyes.

He sat there for a moment and took it all in, his heart thumped in his chest and he became numb.

He looked up at you with tear filled eyes that matched yours and he could see your guilt and sorrow.

He nodded as softly choked out an ‘okay’ as he stood up from your shared couch and walked outside to have a smoke, his hands shook as he tried to light the end.

Roger never thought this day would happen, he thought you were the one for him, but for some reason he wasn’t angry at the other man or you, he was angry at himself.

He spent so much time away from home even when it was unnecessary. Tour was necessary, the studio was necessary but the partying everynight wasnt at all.

The hardest part for Roger was that none of this was your fault, you didn’t cheat on Roger and you didn’t kiss the other man whilst with him. You explained everything to Roger and he understood because Roger lacked showing you love physically and emotionally.

Take good care of my baby

Please don't ever make her blue

Just tell her that you love her

Make sure you're thinkin' of her

In everything you say and do

What drove you away from Roger was his interaction with other women, he didn’t think of you when he flirted with them or offered them a drink at the bar because he only thought of what he wanted in that moment.

You hadn’t told Roger who the man was, he didn’t really want to know either because he knew he would compare himself.

Roger wanted this man to keep you happy and never make you upset with the small arguments, always just to work things out peacefully.

He hoped he could do the things Roger never could do for you because you deserved the world.

He wanted this man to show you how much he loved you every minute of the day either physically or emotionally, small gifts and romantic gestures.

He remembered the time your face lit up when he would buy you a bouquet of your favourite flowers or your favourite box of chocolates.

“These are wonderful!, thank you so much” you would gush with a smile on your face as you kissed Roger so passionately.

He loved to see your beautiful smile, the way your eyes would light up with joy, it made his heart flutter against his chest as he grinned back at you.

Oh, take good care of my baby

Now don't you ever make her cry

Just let your love surround her

Paint a rainbow all around her

Don't let her see a cloudy sky

One time Roger came home to you sleeping on the couch in one of his shirts, the collar was still wet from your sadden tears.

His heart broke because he knew that it was because of him, he forgot your anniversary.

He forgot and went out drinking with the boys after the studio and that was also when he talked up another girl.

His eyes drifted to the kitchen where the soft sound of the radio was playing and he found his feet gliding him to it. His heart broke even more when he saw the beautiful set up in the kitchen you had for him.

Although there sat two burned out candles, both plates sat full of Rogers favourite meal that was most likely cold by now. Your favourite wine bottle sat empty on the counter and he noticed his favourite whiskey you had purchased beside it.

He went back to your side at the couch and stroked a fallen piece of hair that was in your face back behind your ear. You stirred a little as you felt his warm touch.

Your sore eyes from crying met with his which startled you a little.

“Love, i’m so sorry” Roger whispered, his breath smelled strongly of alcohol and a small pink lipstick stain was on his neck.

You let out a small smile at him as you told him that it was okay, you ignored the stain because you didn’t want it to be true.

Roger lied, told you that he was hung up in the studio. It hurt your heart to know that he could lie so harshly but you loved him so you went with it.

To this day Roger knew that you knew he lied and he hated himself for it.

Once upon a time

That little girl was mine

If I'd been true

I know she'd never be with you

He wished he could go back in time and change how much he had distanced himself from you.

It had been four months since you left Roger, four months since you went to live with another man, four months where Roger went back to his boyish ways of one night stands with groupies.

He wished you had yelled at him when he stayed out late or when he lied to you because then maybe it would have knocked some sense into him. Maybe him change his ways and give him a warning that if he didn’t start acting like he was in a relationship then you’d be gone.

He should’ve noticed it for himself, he should’ve loved you properly because you didn’t deserve how much he hurt you.

He fucked up royaly but why didn’t he feel angry at the other man for taking his girl? or why did he not feel angry at you for not staying true to him? it was because he knew he wasn’t good for you, he knew you wouldn’t have fallen for someone else if they weren’t treating you good.

So, take good care of my baby

Be just as kind as you can be

And if you should discover

That you don't really love her

Just send my baby back home to me

Rogers heart felt heavy as he stepped inside the small local coffee shop you loved.

He went to walk over to the table you guys would always occupy in the corner but he noticed someone sitting there already and he sighed as he searched for another table.

He hoped that the man had made a mistake by believing that he was in love with Rogers girl, maybe he was punishing Roger for being such a shit boyfriend to you.

Maybe he was just dreaming, a terrible nightmare that he wanted to wake up from but he knew that it was reality and it haunted him every day since you left him.

Roger had remembered the day he met you, it was at some shitty science museum that Brian had dragged them along to as they went sightseeing.

Your face at awe as you looked at the exhibitions which made Roger chuckle a little because he found it both adorable and amusing.

Your excited smile made his heart flutter as he glanced at you from time to time, silently thanking you for going the same way as them, but you didn’t notice Roger until he got bored and started to cause a scene.

“Roger!” Brian hissed at the blonde as he picked up a fragil display rocketship.

You giggled at the sight of the two man fighting over the small object, the hush of your giggle alerting Roger, making his eyes flick over to your and his actions hult.

Brian sighed in relief to see the blondes attention on something else so he could place the object back in its place safely.

You and Roger held eye contact and you sent him a shy wave with a smile as you were dragged alone by your friends.

Roger felt him self following after you, like he was drifting in a spell. His band mates scoffing at his actions, thinking that he just fancied another girl he’d seen and wanted a shag.

As he followed you stood facing a solar system display as your friends were at the other side of the room, he threw his hand in his pockets and stood beside you.

“Interesting huh?” Roger spoke up which startled you.

You let out a little huff and held your hand to your heart which made Roger chuckle and apologise for scaring you.

“You must be a star” he spoke up from beside you again as you both faced the display.

“Huh?” you questioned as you turned to face him, a puzzled look on your features.

“Well the light around you guided me here” he tired to smirk but laughed at how adorable your face was when you understood and laughed at his cheesy pick up line.

“You didn’t just use a space pick up line in a space museum” you laughed with a tut.

Well, take good care of my baby

Be just as kind as you can be

And if you should discover

That you don't really love her

Just send my baby back home to me

Rogers breath hitched as he heard the same laugh in the small shop which knocked him from his day dreaming stage.

He followed the sound and noticed you.

You had joined the man who sat at the same table you and Roger would.

It must be the man you left him for.

You looked beautiful, you always looked beautiful. You laughed at something the unknown man to Roger had said and it made Rogers heart shatter a little and a tear started to prick his eyes.

He shakily let out a breath as he brought the coffee cup up to his lips as he tried not to look over at the table again.

He couldn’t help it, he had to look again and when he did he caught your eyes and you sent him a soft smile.

He immediately diverted his eyes somewhere else, feeling embarrassed that he had been caught looking at you, for being caught showing his face again in that cafe that you loved.

He looked up again quickly as he noticed you get up and so did the man who’s back faced him as he dug through his wallet to receive the cash to pay for your drinks, even fished out a generous amount of coins to leave as a tip for the sweet old woman who owned the cafe.

Oh, take good care of my baby

Well, take good care of my baby

His world collapsed around him as he made eye contact with the man who had taken his girl from him.

He knew this man very well, not personality but from the media.

As he looked at the man the only thing that ran through his mind as they made eye contact was ‘Just take good care of my baby’

He sent a little nod to the man and he returned it.

Almost as if they were sending peace to each other.

The last tear that Roger would ever shed for you fell as you walked out of the coffee shop with your new lover. Roger accepted the fact he couldn’t go back, that you were no longer his girl.

Roger Taylor maybe have been the love of your life once but George Harrison was your soulmate.

#queen x reader #queen imagines #roger taylor x reader #ben hardy x reader #brian may x reader #george harrison imagine #george harrison x reader #the beatles x reader

[thekillingjoke-haha]

Simple Mistake

Marvel & Supernatural Bingo; Spnquotebingo

Doppelganger Square & Quote Square #9 

Sam Wilson x Fem!reader

Side Characters:Steve,Bucky,Natasha,Wanda,OFC!Isabella,OMC!Damian

Warnings:Angst to Fluff; Cheating;Breakup; Misunderstanding;Proposal

F/f is favorite flower (pick anything but red roses sorry if they are ur favorite flower)

S/f/c is Second favorite color

Others should be obvious.

Sam was about to go out with his girlfriend of five years. She was great had a heart of gold and was a total badass. He had a bouquet of [F/f] because red roses were to basic and his girl was anything but. Y/n was unique in all the right ways and today was going to be the day he proposed to her.

The restaurant he made the reservations at was not very crowded and that eased his worry of being rejected. He walked through the doors his head held high when he saw her in a beautiful [S/f/c] dress sitting at a table for two. Sam began to walk over,but was stopped in his tracks a man around his age came from the back of the restaurant and leaned down and kissed her. A soft giggle filled the air making his lungs stiffen.

She was cheating on him. He didn't even bother turning on his heels out of the restaurant he threw the flowers to the pavement and stomped to his car. Sam was fuming with anger. By the time he got home he had about five missed calls and twenty messages. Some of them were from Steve and Bucky,but the rest were from Y/n asking him where he is and if they were still on for tonight.

Filled with hatred he dialed her number having it ring only twice before it was picked up. "Sam? Dear lord you had me worried! Where are you? I'm at Blú,but they said the reservation was canceled." She said sounding as if she actually cared that he wasn't there. Sam let the anger fuel him. "We're through." He said in a harsh tone. "W-what?!" She asked confused. Now she was just playing dumb. "So you're deaf? We. Are. Fucking. Over!" Sam hung up the phone and continued his drive home. If he only knew the full truth

~ In the restaurant a bit before he came~~

Isabella sat at the table her husband reserved for their two year anniversary. It happened to be the place they first met. Damian was in the bathroom when she got here so she waited at their table in her favorite dress looking at a menu.

He came back from the bathroom giving her the smile she fell in love with. He leaned down and she met him half way connecting their lips in a gentle kiss. Damian took his seat and placed both of their orders and waited for their food. Within a couple minutes the bell above the door rang and he looked behind her wide eyed at the person who just walked in.

A girl in a [F/c] dress looked around the restaurant for someone. "Hun, look." He whispered. Confused his wife turned around and saw a woman that looks exactly like her. The other woman felt their eyes and glanced over the same shocked expression on her face. Bella stood up as she walked closer to the table. "The resemblance in uncanny." The both said at the same time giggling and introduced themselves.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your date,but I was actually looking for my boyfriend. I was running a bit late." Y/n said straightening out her dress. "It alright it just...wow. I never thought I'd ever see my doppelganger in my second favorite color." Bella said and this made the other girl nod. "Same."

Y/n took one more look around. "Imma call him,but it was nice meeting you. If you don’t mind can I get your number I want to get to know my twin more." They exchanged their numbers,before parting ways.

~Present~~

The air felt stale as the dial tone rang out. A single tear fell along with her phone down to the floor she just got home after waiting fifteen minuets outside the restaurant. What the hell was happening? Everything was perfect between them,but the one day she was a little behind on a date he breaks things off with her. Five years down the drain and for what time moving to fast. What did she do to deserve being broken up with over the phone?

She picked up her phone and tried to call him back to explain. More tears flowed as the robotic voice over the phone informed her this number was disconnected. He blocked her. The reality sunk in completely. Y/n texted Natasha and Wanda with shaky hands to come over.Once the reached her apartment they say black lines of massacre on her face and her puffy red eyes.

At Sam's house Bucky and Steve watched their friend pace back and forth in his living room. They didn't understand how things could go sour so quickly. "You're saying your girlfriend" Steve was cut off. "Ex-girlfriend." Sam snapped. "...of five years went to the restaurant that you both planned to have a date at openly cheated on you with another guy. Knowing you'll be there." He finished.

"I honestly don't know man. I don't know why she would do it and she asked me why we were breaking up!" He said waving his hands in frustration. "So you confronted her on the date?" Buck asked and he reserved a no in response. "Well maybe it wasn't what it looked like. You blocked her after calling her. Did she even get a chance to defend herself or apologize?" He went on and Sam paused in his movements. "I'm just saying...give her a chance to explain. She was and still will be the girl you are going to marry."

Sam sat down on the couch between them. He agreed and unblocked her number texting her to go to the coffee place on fifth tomorrow to talk things out. So if things go south neither of them are stuck in a place their uncomfortable.

Y/n read over the text on her phone and quickly sent a reply. She wanted no needed answers about what happened today. Together the set up a time to met and not be a minute late,but being early won't help in this case.

~~Next Day~~~

Sam arrived at the coffee shop ten minutes earlier then planned and sat at a table next to the outdoor patio. He waited there anxiously in the wooden chair he was deep in thought on what to say to her when a too familiar giggle rang in his ears. His head snapped up and through the window he saw Y/n sitting outside with the same guy.

He couldn't control his temper this time he got up and went out on the patio. "What the hell is this!?!" Sam said causing both people to look at him. "Excuse me?" She said confused. "Don't play dumb! Why are you here with him again?" He questioned. Sam wanted to know why she did this twice to him. "This is my husband." She said as she stood up holding her hand out towards her husband telling him to stay seated.

"Why are you doing this to me?!" He asked with frustration in his voice,but heart broken. "I-I don’t know what this is,but I'm sure It was a mistake." Bella said looking at the dark skinned man. "This wasn't a mistake, Y/n. This was you stabbing me in the heart." He said and this made a confused look cross her face before it dawned on her what was happening. "I'm not Y/n." She said laughing a bit.

It was Sam's turn to be confused. "What do you mean your not Y/n?" After the name left his lips a hand tapped his shoulder. "Hey, Sam." His girl said as he turned around and his eyes widened almost out of his socket before he turned back towards the couple. "So it was you I saw at the restaurant. Not Y/n." The women nodded as Y/n stepped next to her. "I saw her kissing him and just thought you were cheating on me." He explained as he looked at her.

Y/n nodded her head. "I figured that. I mean I saw Bella when I got to the restaurant and I was just as shocked." She said smiling up at Sam. A smile broke on his face as well no better time then now since he knew who was his girlfriend. Sam went down on one knee in front of her and pulled out a black velvet box opening it showing a [F/c] diamond ring."Will you the actual Y/n marry me?" He asked.

She covered her mouth and nodded violently. "So I guess were no longer broken up." She said as he slid on the the ring and stood up. "It was just a simple mistake."

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A/n: It's my birthday on Friday so I doubled up on the fics and aesthetic because woah another year I've survived. Not to be biased,but June is by far the best month...Happy Pride!!!🏳️‍🌈 @thisismysecrethappyplace​ @spnquotebingo​

#thisismysecrethappyplacetropebingo #spnquotebingo #sam wilson #doppelganger #marvel #sam x reader