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amaya-writes · 7 months

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hi amaya! first off i'm so glad you're back!! and for your ringtober event could i req hcs of how some haikyuu characters would propose? I want Kenma, Kuroo, Daichi, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu if the list is too long you can cut out a few xx

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Notes: hi hun thanks for being the first req! I'm realising this after I finished up the post but these hcs are more situation-based than normal hcs but I hope it's what you wanted!

Warnings: n/a just fluff

Characters involved: Kenma Kozume, Kuroo Tetsurou, Daichi Sawamura, Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Tooru, Miya Atsumu

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Kenma Kozume

Seems calm but is internally freaking out.

Kenma is a person known for his laidback nature but when it comes to you he can't help the way his heart races and stomach twists into knots.

It was the same when he asked you out, hell he probably wouldn't have even asked you out if it weren't for Kuroo's interventions.

He almost considered asking his rooster-haired friend for help this time too, but Kenma knew Kuroo would never let him live it down.

He planned everything out- you were coming back home from a work trip that weekend and would come home to a great dinner after which Kenma would propose to you.

It was simple but meaningful, just like every other aspect of your relationship.

But Kenma was so worried about messing things up or saying the wrong thing or losing the ring or- well, everything really, that even his streamers knew something was up.

Thankfully you were too preoccupied with work to recognise his nervous demeanour, and come Friday night Kenma had successfully prepared everything just the way he wanted it.

You probably knew something was up the second you walked into your shared apartment to dimmed lights and dinner.

Kenma wasn't usually the romantic kind, the fact that he showed up to the airport with flowers for you was surprising enough, but this was even more so.

By the time the two of you made it to dessert Kenma was so nervous he almost made the ring box fall, but still mustered the courage to calm himself down and drop to one knee before you.

You were silent for the briefest of seconds and Kenma could have sworn he felt his dinner rise up to his throat at the thought of a silent rejection, but then you were leaving your chair to kiss him with a series of 'yes' leaving your lips.

The two of you spent the rest of the night enjoying the cake Kenma had ordered in each other's arms, with you constantly admiring the diamond glittering on your ring finger.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Planned this moment the second the two of you started dating.

Kuroo never thought he was the traditional type of guy but that was before you came along.

He always knew you had to be his, but once you started dating Kuroo found that just wasn't enough for him. He needed you to be his permanently.

He let a year go by as your boyfriend because Kuroo wanted to know you were as serious as him, but on your first anniversary he couldn't help but pop the question.

"I want to spend soo many more years with you, Tetsu."

"What about the rest of your life?"

You looked pleasantly surprised as you watched Kuroo drop to his knee before you.

You were at a restaurant in one of Japan's tallest skyscrapers, but even with the entire city on display below you, the two of you only had eyes for each other.

You let out a breathless laugh as you nodded and reached your hand towards Kuroo, the sight eliciting a round of applause from the other people at the restaurant.

He couldn't keep his hand off of you for the rest of the night, always having an arm around your waist or shoulders.

You were finally his. Not just as a temporary girlfriend, but as his fiancé and soon to be wife. And Kuroo couldn't be happier.

He sent you Kenma a picture of your hand with the ring on it almost as soon as said yes, only receiving a thumbs up in response since Kenma was in a game.

Diachi Sawamura

Had the perfect proposal planned but ended up asking the question too soon.

Ever since he bought the engagement ring Daichi has been roaming around the city with it in the seat pocket of his car. He couldn't keep it at home since you could find it, and anywhere else was too unsafe.

Daichi promised himself he would only take out that ring after the two of you made it to the Tokyo Skytree, but it was raining so heavily you found yourselves stuck in the car.

You insisted on waiting until the rain slowed down before driving again so Daichi pulled into an empty parking lot to wait it out. But as one hour turned into two the two of you found yourselves lazing around the backseat with defeated sighs.

This was supposed to be your perfect day. The day you finally became Diachi's fiancé. But instead here you were stuck in a random parking lot with no sign of clear skies anytime soon.

"You know, I could get used to this." "Used to the rain?" "No Diachi-" you let out a small laugh as you shifted to his side of the seat, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I mean us. You know, you, me- spending days together, going on roadtrips. Just- being with you."

"Marry me." Diachi didn't even realise he let the question slip until he saw your eyes widen in surprise.

The sight made him let out a small curse but he still managed to reach for the conveniently hidden ring box and present it to you.

It was safe to say Daichi's previous frustration at the rain completely evaporated the second he slipped the ring on your fingers.

This wasn't the perfect proposal he had envisioned, but he was happy nonetheless.

Kageyama Tobio

Blurts it out at a random moment.

Kageyama didn't even have the engagement ring on him. Why would he when this was just a random Sunday spent lazing around his apartment with you?

He had never thought today of all days would be when he decided to finally pop the question.

It had been almost a month since Kageyama purchased that ring. A month since he placed it in his bedroom safe with a promise to propose to you after his big match the next day.

But one match turned into another and then another and before he knew it Kageyama found himself making endless excuses to delay the moment.

It was too rainy, you seemed too tired after dinner, he had a match the next day, the day didn't 'feel right'. Kageyama had probably gone through every excuse he was capable of coming up with.

Yet he still wouldn't admit the true reason for his delay.

Kageyama Tobio was scared.

But it was hard to remember his fears during such a calm Sunday with his fingers softly wading through your hair as the two of you watched one of the matches he needed to analyse.

Or rather, he watched it. You couldn't see a fraction of the TV with the way your face was buried in his neck, but Kageyama had given up on trying to convince you to pay attention.

"Tobio~ how long are we going to stay like this?" "The rest of our lives." "You would have to marry me for that to happen."

This wasn't the first time you teased him like that, but Kageyama was barely paying attention to the conversation and found himself replying before he could think twice. "Then marry me."

His eyes widened comically the second he realised what he just said, but you were already shifting on his lap, a soft 'what' falling from your lips.

He left the room shortly after that but returned with the ring box in his hand. Once you accepted Tobio felt like a sudden pressure had been lifted from his chest.

The two of you spent the rest of the day cuddling and discussing what would happen next.

Miya Atsumu

Was so nervous Osamu almost considered doing it for him.

Unlike the rest Atsumu wanted a more domestic proposal from the start. No grand gesture or fancy dinner- just the two of you sharing a box of Onigiri, like you always had. Like you were going to for the rest of your lives.

He was so scared about accidentally eating the one with the ring that Atsumu barely touched his box, instead watching as you made your way to the last one- an Onigiri with seaweed dyed red and shaped like a heart.

It took Atsumu forever to learn how to make your favourite Onigiris but even longer to perfect the heart. Thankfully, Osamu was there to help him through the entire thing.

"It has a special filling."

You nodded vaguely at his words, holding one chopstick in each hand to split the Onigiri open. And there, sitting in the centre covered in a plastic wrap, was the most etheral engagement ring you had ever seen.

Atsumu said your name as he reached for the bento box to fish out the ring, but he didn't think you heard him until he got down on one knee before you.

"Marry me?"

A small shriek left you at the question, the sound causing Atsumu to shrink back in alarm as he wondered whether you were going to fling the bento box at him and leave.

But then you were kneeling down before him and peppering his face in kisses, allowing him to slide the ring on your finger.

Atsumu later showed you another, smaller bento box filled with the special heart shaped Onigiri, ending the night with the two of you feeding each other lovingly.

You stopped by Osamu's shop before going to Atsumu's place, with the two Miyas shouting at each other excitedly as Atsumu proclaimed you were going to be his wife.

The customers were all very excited and congratulated you several times.

Oikawa Tooru

Oikawa knew if he was going to propose to you it had to be something special, but he also knew something too grand ruin the moment's intimacy.

When the two of started discussing moving in together he just knew that was the perfect opportunity.

Oikawa thought you could just move into his apartment, after all it had a spare room, but you wanted a separate place from your apartments, a place that would be 'our home' as you put it, not just yours or his.

You pooled your money to purchase a furnished apartment that was one block away from your office and right in front of his training center.

That was when Oikawa knew he had to propose to you. He bought the ring the day you signed the lease- which left a dent in his bank account but he managed.

Come moving day Oikawa almost felt like he was going to burst from excitement.

He planned to wait until dinner but when the two of you were standing by the bay window watching a random family walk across the street, Oikawa couldn't help but cave. It just seemed like the perfectly serene moment to pop the question.

"Think that would be nice some day." "What?" Oikawa turned to you at the question with a small grin.

"You know, starting a family." "You want to have children with me?"

"One day, yes, but for now, I want to lay the groundwork for that plan." Oikawa dropped to his knee as he spoke, his smile only widening as he watched you gasp excitedly. "Marry me?"

Your new apartment excitement was only doubled at the sudden proposal, and as Oikawa watched you gush over how pretty the ring was, he found himself feeling happier than ever.

He couldn't wait to marry you.

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hopefulromances · 10 months

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hiya! as soon as i saw the "allowing themselves to make mistakes" prompt i knew it would be perfect for jaimie!! maybe something with reader constantly reminding jamie that being soft is actually not a bad thing, that he can be vulnerable and that he doesn't have to blame himself for everything that goes wrong. feel free to take this in a different direction if you want to xx

TW: Blood, cuts, injury, nothing too extreme

The sound of glass breaking followed by very angry, mancurian cursing brought your attention from your book. You slotted your book mark onto the page and got up out of your seat to go into the kitchen. Jamie was furiously muttering to himself as he started picking up glass off the floor.

"Jamie, be careful, glass is-"

Just as you were speaking, a partiularlly large piece of glass, sliced open his hand.

"Fucking bollucks!" He grimaced, dropping the other pieces to hold his hand. He grunted angrily, standing up and going to the facuet.

"Jamie, let me help you." You delicately, stepped through the broken glass to make your way over to Jamie.

"I can do it, it's fine," he shot back, more aggressive than you were expecting.

"Please, Jamie I just-"

"Fuck off, would you I can do this!"

You stood back, holding up your hands in surrender. There was something going on, you knew it. Jamie never swore at you, he rarely raised his his voice. You spoke softly.

"I know you can. I know you can do it, Jamie. But I want to help you."

He stared at his hand under the faucet, the water turning red as his hand bled. You clicked your tonge and walked to the medicine cabinet. You grabbed anti-biotic fluid and a wrap before heading back to Jamie. He was still standing in over the sink, letting the warm water wash off his hand.

You carefully turned off the sink and took his hand in yours. he still hadn't spoke but he didn't pull his hand away so you figured he was going to let you help. You dried off his hand, careful not to pull the skin too much.

"Okay, hun, I'm gonna put some of this on there, and it's gonna sting, you ready?" He nodded. You dabbed some of the antibiotics onto his cut and you heard him hiss as the fluid stung his skin. "I know, I'm so sorry, baby." You finished wrapping his hand and pulled it up to kiss his palm. "There, all better!"

"M' sorry," he muttered as you kissed him. "For being mean."

You nudged him, smiling. "I accept your apology. Now will you tell me what's going on?" He shrugged, staring at his injury. "Jamie, you know you can talk to me. It's okay."

"I jus'... I jus' wanted to do somethin' nice for you," he admitted, gesturing to the glass on the floor, which you realized now was a mug. "But I can't even do that right." You nodded at him. He looked away from you. "My dad texted me."

There it was. The truth behind his behavior. His father, what a dick.

"What did he want?" You asked gently, keeping his injured hand cradled in yours, rubbing your thumbs over it comfortingly.

"Tickets to the wembly game coming up," He explained. "I got them sorted today, but I'm... not looking forward to seeing him."

You skewed you mouth to the side, distaste flooding your mouth. The man city game was already giving Jamie enough stress and now his father had to make it worse.

"Well, I'm sorry," you told him, leaning against his arm. "But you know, the mug is just a mug. Lord knows I've dropped too many mugs to count." You giggled a little. "I mean, it's insane really. It's like my fingers are made of butter." You glanced up and saw the semblance of a smile on Jamie's face. "And it's okay to be worried about your Dad."

The smile vanished which you hated, but the conversation needed to be had. He had a tendancy to keep these things bottled up until something worse happened. He didn't want to seem 'soft' or 'needy' but that's all you wanted.

"Yeah, I know," he grumbled, still not looking at you.

You reached up and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at you. "Jamie, it's okay to be worried about your dad."

His eyebrows furrowed. He was overwhelmed by how much he loved you. How well you knew him. How much you loved him. He nodded this time, really meaning it. You pulled him down to kiss him, letting him know it was okay. You gave him a pat on the cheek.

"Alright, now clean this up, and use the broom for godssake!"

#jamie tartt #ted lasso #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt x y/n #jamie tartt fanfiction #angst #hurt/comfort

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halsteadlover · 2 years

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Pure Fear

*Gif not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader.

• Requested by anon: Hi hun! A little bird read to me that you are accepting requests for our handsome man Jay? 💆🏻‍♀️ Could I request a Jay Halstead x reader (his girlfriend) where she is stuck in a bank with the robbers and he tries to control his emotions while deeply caring for her trying to take her out as soon as he can with the team? Thank you ❤️

• Warnings: mention of blood, gunshot, death.

• Word count: 5860.

• A/N: guess who's back again after more than a month with a this piece of shit? Yeah exactly, me. I'm sorry for this turned out and just know everything it's pure fantasy so if something doesn't make any sense just let it slide 💀 anyway, I hope you'll like this, please like, comment, reblog. Thank you so much for everything and for your support ❤️ If you want, please consider to support me on Ko-Fi too. Love you all xx

Everything seemed normal.

Each person went on with their lives normally, completing the various chores they had to do. There were those who had to buy groceries, those who had to go to work, those who were late for an appointment, those who took their children to play in the park. In short, there seemed to be nothing different from the usual, nothing that could cause concern.

You thought it would be a day like any other. And that’s how it started.

That morning you said goodbye to your boyfriend Jay before he went to work, agreeing you’d meet him – as usual – at lunch. Neither of you imagined what would happen. After all, life was so unpredictable.

Neither of you had certainly foreseen there would be a robbery in the exact same bank you were supposed to go to, neither had foreseen that two hooded men would come in and shoot, ordering everyone to get on their knees and keep their hands behind their heads.

Pure fear. Pure terror. This was what you were feeling at the time, moments when your whole life passed before your eyes as the robbers paced back and forth in the bank. You kept praying with every fiber of your being, you tried to stay positive, and your mind at that moment turned to Jay.

My Jay.

You kept praying and hoping to see him break into that bank but you didn’t even know if he knew about the robbery. You couldn’t stop thinking about what was going to happen and the very thought of never seeing him again, not seeing your family, your friends, made you feel so sick and in that moment you wished so much you’d told them how much you loved them, how much they were important to you.

It was so true that life was always taken for granted.

“Give us all your phones! Now!” one of the two robbers exclaimed as soon as they forced you to stay on your knees. The silence was broken by the cries and sighs of everyone present, the screams of the robbers and their threats to kill you instantly if someone did something they shouldn’t have.

And like this they confiscated all your phones, taking away the hope of being able to secretly ask for help. They had tied up the manager, asked for all the money they could take with them.

You kept taking deep breaths, thinking and rethinking Jay’s words from a conversation you had few months ago.

He was working on a hostage robbery case and you were sitting next to him on the sofa, watching the way he was focused.

“What should we do in these situations?” you asked, just out of pure curiosity, never imagining finding yourself in a similar situation.

“Do whatever the robbers say, don’t try to be a hero. The key is to negotiate, establish a relationship, make them believe you want to help them and you’re on their side. The main goal is always to save as many hostages as possible so you have to get them to trust you, that to get what they want they must also offer something in return. We always try to start with women and children and finally men, but in the meantime we still try to find an intervention strategy, we study the place well, all the available entrances, possible break-in plans, for example whether to do it silently or take them by surprise,” he explained, turning to you and giggling when he noticed your expression between shock and surprise. “These situations require calm and coolness, let’s say these are moments of very high tension”.

“Wow, that’s pretty bad, I can’t even imagine what it would be like to be in this situation, I hope I’ll never have to find out.”

Jay set the case file down on the coffee table and pulled you close, stamping a kiss on your temple. “I don’t even want to imagine this, I don’t know what I could do, I’d probably die”.

And that was exactly how Jay felt when he found out about the robbery. He felt he was dying.

As for you, the morning was going on normally for him too. For some strange reason no murder case had come up and he truly believed that for a very rare time he’d even be able to get home soon. But when he saw Sergeant Platt walking up the Intelligence stairs with an expression on her face that was anything but happy, he knew that state of peace was about to end.

He had no idea what was actually going on.

“There’s a robbery taking place in the Chase Bank, there are at least two attackers with about fifteen hostages” Platt had announced but Jay’s mind had stopped only at the opening words.

Chase Bank.

It couldn’t be true, it couldn’t be happening.

It was the bank you were supposed to go to that morning.

Jay immediately took his cell phone from his pocket and typed your number with fury. His heart was pounding as he prayed you’d answer your phone, he’d hear your voice saying you were still at home, that you were fine. But as your number directed him directly to the voice mail, a sign your cell phone was probably turned off, Jay could no longer maintain control and the more seconds passed the more he felt being swallowed more and more in a chasm.

“Please answer baby… Please, please, please, pick up the phone…” he kept muttering to himself as he kept calling your number over and over, but without receiving any kind of response.

“Jay what’s going on?” Kim asked, noticing the way Jay was worried but he didn’t even seem to hear her. Without waiting for the rest of the team, he immediately rushed down the stairs, aiming to make his way to the bank as soon as possible.

Jay felt like he was dying and never before he felt so disoriented and disoriented, so out of control. He continually tried to call you, to no avail as the call was always going out.

Surrounding the bank were Intelligence, the negotiating team, SWAT, and nearly the entire Chicago police department. The situation was difficult, the tension almost cut with a knife as each agent present tried to work out a strategy to get the hostages out safely and arrest the criminals.

But Jay wasn’t focused, he kept thinking about the possibility you were in there and the thought of not knowing was eating him alive. The thought of knowing you were at the mercy of the robbers, frightened and disoriented, that he was so few meters away from you and couldn’t help you was making him so sick, so helpless. It might have been a selfish thought, but right now he didn’t want to do anything but save you, get you out of that damn bank and hug you.

“We managed to get into the bank’s surveillance system, we have live images of what’s going on inside,” announced one of the IT experts and as Jay looked at the PC screen, his heart was pounding, continuing to hope with every fiber of his being that, by some miracle, you weren’t in the bank that morning. But as soon as he saw you with the other hostages, on your knees with your back turned to the entrance, every bit of hope vanished in the blink of an eye and every worst nightmare turned out to be the harsh reality.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed aloud, kicking a chair that was next to him, seized by despair and anger. He ran his hands over his face, frustrated, enraged and in a throes of emotions. He even decided to go into the bank, wanting to get you out of there at all costs.

“Halstead!” Voight exclaimed when he saw him walking towards the bank, rushing to him and, with Kevin, taking him by his arms in an attempt to calm him down.

“Jay calm down man!” Kevin kept repeating to him but without any success and although he and Voight were both holding him back, doing so turned out to be quite difficult.

“Leave me fucking alone! My girlfriend is in there for fuck’s sake!” Jay kept struggling, trying to escape from Voight and Kevin’s grasp.

“I know kid but that’s not how you’re going to help her! You need to calm down!” Voight spoke.

“Calm down? How can you even tell me to calm down?! My fucking girlfriend is in there with those two crazy sons of a bitch! I need to get in there!”

“Jay! Listen to me! You know how these things work, we need to make contact with those robbers. Breaking in now could only result in mass killing! You know this” Kevin continued immediately after “I know it’s hard to stay here, but this is the only chance we have to get everyone out without injuries, we have to work as if it were any other case.”

Those words, instead of trying to calm Jay down, on the contrary, infuriated him even more. “Don’t fucking tell me to work like this was any other damn case! This is my fucking girlfriend we’re talking about, it will never be any other case!”

Jay walked away from them, not even waiting for an answer. He was aware of it, he knew the only way to get you out of that bank safe and sound was to be patient, to have faith in the work of all the agents present, but at that moment he couldn’t, he couldn’t think of anything other than you.

When Voight approached Jay after some time, he saw him leaning against a police car not far from everyone. He had his back to the rest of the crowd and Voight knew this was just Jay’s way of trying to calm down.

“Jay”.

“What do you want? Isn’t it enough for you to waste my time while my girlfriend is locked in there?!” Jay snapped, not even looking at Voight .

“I know how you feel, god knows how I would’ve reacted if someone so important to me was in this situation,” Voight spoke “But we need you for this but, above all, she needs you right now. I know her, I know she is a strong woman and she’ll be able to keep it cool even in these difficult times, but she’ll need you when she comes out of there, she needs to know you’re lucid enough to help her. Do you think you can do it kid?”

Jay sighed, running his hands over his face as he pondered Voight’s words. He knew he was right, he knew he had to try to be as impartial as possible so he could do his job and save you but he didn’t know how, he didn’t know how to be impartial when it came to you.

The sound of one of the bank telephones ringing broke the silence, making you jump. You turned your head slightly, watching the robbers pacing back and forth out of the corner of your eyes, as if they didn’t know what to do.

“Don’t answer that damn phone!” shouted one of the two robbers, the one a little more lucid and controlled.

“You should answer instead,” you intervened fearfully, turning your head slightly to look at the two men.

“Did I say you can fucking talk?!” the robber yelled, rushing towards you and pointing his gun at you. You almost had a heart attack and you wished you’d never opened your mouth as you turned back to the wall.

“No, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s just that… It will be the police and there will definitely be the negotiation team and this is your chance to ask whatever you want, no one will say no” you murmured, dry lips and throat, staring down.

“What makes you think they will help us?” asked the second robber, the most intimidated one, and you knew it was him you had to focus on trying to get him to do the right thing.

“Because they don’t want anyone to get hurt,” you replied, trying to turn back to them but returning to your original position when the first yelled at you again. “Well… What I mean is that you have the opportunity to ask for what you want, a car, plane tickets, fake passports, you can escape and nobody will try to catch you, nobody has to get hurt, I’m sure this is not what you want”.

There was a moment of silence when you prayed to God that neither of them would shoot you and you wished you had never spoken.

“She might be right,” the second robber replied in a low voice, looking at his partner “We have no chance to escape, we are completely surrounded.”

“Fuck!” exclaimed the other, the one who must have been the leader of the duo, frustrated. “Fine, but if anyone tries to make a single fucking move, I’ll kill all of you am I clear?!”

Jay was watching - along with the rest of the team - everything that was going on inside the bank, how the robbers were panicking, how you tried to get them to answer the phone, how that son of a bitch had pointed the gun at you, how you visibly trembled when you felt the gun pointed at your head but nevertheless you tried to convince them to do the right thing.

He kept yelling internally to shut up, to just say nothing. He thought about how brave you were, how much he loved you for it, but at the same time how stupid you were for risking your life like that. He knew, however, you’d try everything before giving up.

His heart stopped a thousand times when he saw the robber point the gun at your head. What would he have given to find himself in your place, how much he would’ve wanted to hold and hug you after seeing you so visibly trembling and afraid, how much he would’ve wanted to tell you he was so proud of you for your courage.

When one of the bank phones started ringing, your heart leapt in your chest, your stomach twisted with anxiety as you hoped one of the robbers would answer. As you might have guessed, they had applied for a vehicle and fake passports to escape with, obviously without omitting the threat they would blow someone’s head if there was something wrong that didn’t go according to plan.

“We will try to do everything we can to provide what you have asked but we also need proof of your willingness to cooperate, that you want to do the right thing” a gruff voice spoke that you acknowledged belonged to Sergeant Voight.

My Jay had to be there too.

Baby, please let us all get out of here, you continued to pray internally, trying to repress the instinct to cry and to be hopeful and positive about the success of the operation.

The two robbers looked at each other, as if they were consulting each other about what to do.

“We can get someone out,” muttered one of them, clearly the submissive one.

“I’m not letting anyone out of here until we have the car and passports!” the other robber exclaimed, not giving the slightest consideration of his partner, and making everyone jump with fear.

“Listen to me carefully,” Voight replied “Unfortunately this is not up to me, these requests follow chains that I cannot outclass and especially for false passports you have to wait a bit, but my bosses could do something to speed up the process if they saw your willingness to let someone go. At least let the women go.”

Jay’s heart was pounding in his chest as he watched the surveillance camera videos from the monitors and he didn’t care how selfish and horrible it might sound but in those moments he hardly even cared what was going on, the robbers would do. They could even run away, never reappear again and he’d let them go just to get you back safe and sound in front, he just wanted to see you walk through the doors of that damned bank, he just wanted to hold you like he had never done.

There were moments of pause, of silence, in which no one in the bank spoke or dared to breathe. Jay kept gazing at the way the robber looked at the hostages, a sign he was pondering Voight’s words and deciding who to possibly let out.

“Ladies, stand up,” the robber ordered. “Turn to us with your hands up. Slowly, and don’t you even think do something stupid or I’ll blow your brains out, am I understood?” he continued, his gun pointed at them as the ladies stood shaking.

If Jay could've described what he was feeling right now in one word, he would’ve used fear. Pure, paralyzing and devastating fear.

You were visibly trembling, your breathing quickened and your heart beating wildly. It was about to end, it soon would be over, you were about to come out of there.

“Take the ladies to the exit,” the leader of the duo ordered. You all started walking but the following words of that man made your blood run cold in your veins “Not you. You’ll stay here sweetie.”

What?

You prayed with every cell in your body he didn’t refer to you but when you looked up and saw his eyes aimed directly at yours, his gun pointed at you, you understood it was you whom he spoke to.

“Why?” you almost whispered.

“Because I say so and now sit back with the others before I’ll kill you!” he exclaimed aloud making you jump with fright.

God, this will never end.

“Fuck!” Jay screamed and in anger kicked again a chair right next to him. He couldn’t believe it, he was just one step away from finally have you back again.

What did they have in mind? Why had the robber held you back?

“Jay calm down man, she’ll be alright” Adam tried to calm him down, but failed miserably.

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down! What the fuck are we gonna do now? Huh? And don’t tell me to sit back and wait because like hell I’m gonna leave my girlfriend in there with those bastards!”

The robbers had given an ultimatum. They had said if their requests were not granted, they’d kill a hostage every hour.

You kept praying they were just bluffing, that it was just a gimmick of theirs to lure the cops and everyone out there to speed up the operation, but fuck it wasn’t.

They really did.

There was blood everywhere.

Splatters on everyone, even on your face, on your clothes.

You touched your face with trembling fingers and felt dying to see them stained with blood.

They really did it.

They had killed a man.

And now he lay there helpless in front of you, his lifeless body with a gunshot to his forehead in full execution style.

And like this they had taken the life of a man, without remorse, without any pity or second thoughts.

The ‘submissive’ accomplice was almost as shocked as the rest of you, not expecting his partner would actually have the guts to pull the trigger. He understood it was over for the two of them, they were doomed and, since they were now also responsible for a cold-blooded murder, they’d never see the light again.

You knew everything was coming to an end and the more time passed – praying with every cell of your body to see Jay break into that bank sooner or later – and the more the hope of getting out of there alive became smaller and smaller.

Jay was on the verge of losing his mind and trying to hold him back became more and more difficult every second that passed. He just couldn’t sit while you were still hostage to those robbers and now, given the ultimatum they had set, Voight literally had to hold him back by force to prevent him from further worsening the situation.

And Jay, rationally, knew it. He knew if he had intervened he would’ve done nothing but endanger your life and all the others present, that this would’ve ended in nothing but a bloodbath, beyond the blood of the poor man already dead.

“Halstead I need to know for sure you can do your job now because we’re running out of time,” Voight was stating to Jay, a hand on his shoulder as he looked at him in the eye. Jay took a deep breath, but initially remained silent.

Could he really do his job? Could he risk hurting you, even if unintentionally?

“Halstead?”

“Yes, I can do it”.

Voight nodded with a satisfied and proud expression. “Go get ready then, I want you on the roof in 5 minutes.”

Cold sweat dripped from Jay’s forehead, his hand steady on his trigger, ready to fire, his reflexes alarmed, his eyes on the sights.

He tried not to think about the rest, not to think about you crying incessantly, desperate. He tried not to think about how by now this horrible event would’ve traumatized you, how it had been for you to see a man coldly killed in front of your eyes, how afraid you were and how much he would’ve wanted to let you know he was there, that he’d save you, that soon you’d be safe in his arms.

“I’m waiting for orders,” Jay had spoken into the transceiver.

“As soon as you have a clear shot, no other hostage will have to die today,” Voight replied and Jay got the message.

Shoot to kill.

The hour was up and the robber was choosing the next person inevitably destined to die.

You almost had a heart attack and you felt your stomach tighten as you saw his glassy, empty, soulless eyes staring into yours. You cried even more, seeing for an instant your life pass you before his eyes.

God Jay please, where are you?

“You know I haven’t been a real gentleman before, usually I’m always the knight and let the ladies pass first, I hope you’ll forgive my rude gesture,” the robber said in a sinister tone of voice, a smirk on his lips, as if all this amused him “To redeem me the next one to die will be you, sweetness.”

Your survival instincts got the better of you and, even if foolishly and in vain, you tried to escape.

But, of course, this was a complete fiasco.

The robber – now also a murderer – had grabbed you by your hair before you could even try to run away and the kicks and punches you tried to throw at him were not enough, his grip was so strong and firm that it was useless.

“Halstead are you there?” Voight asked through the transceiver, aware that Jay was seeing the same scenes they were seeing too.

Jay didn’t answer right away.

He was furious, so damn angry and so fucking scared. He had never been so scared, not even when he was being bombed overseas while he was at war.

“Jay”.

He was shaking, couldn’t keep his hand steady enough to make a clean shot. He didn’t have a good view as the robber was holding you in his arms and Jay couldn’t possibly risk hurting you.

“I can’t shoot goddamn it,” Jay swore.

“Time is running out sergeant,” the man grinned while on the phone with Voight, still holding the gun to your temple “And still none of the things we requested are here, you know what that means.”

“You know that this is not how you’ll get what you want right?”

“I don’t care, you haven’t listened to me, maybe a little reminder can be useful to you”.

Taking advantage of that exchange of words between Voight and the criminal, you took the opportunity to elbow him in the stomach with all the strength you had in your body. The blow was such that he loosened his arm around your neck and you took the opportunity to escape him and try to hide.

It all happened in a second.

A shot echoed throughout the bank, leaving everyone stuck and petrified in their places, breathless. For a thousandth of a second you thought you were dying, that you’d been shot and your thoughts immediately went to Jay, to the love of your life, to the fact you’d never see him again.

For a moment everything around you stopped, your ears were ringing, your vision blurred, everything seemed to go in slow motion.

Am I dying?

But you didn’t realize it.

You didn’t realize it wasn’t you who was shot but the robber who threatened to take your life away. Not even when you saw his lifeless body slumped on the floor and with a hole in his head you realized it.

Not a single muscle in your body was spared from the twitching and shaking, and as you saw all the police officers enter the bank, immediately arrest the accomplice and rescue the other hostages, you could hardly believe that it was all over, that you survived.

“Y/N, hey” you heard Adam’s voice bring you back to reality but it sounded so low and distant at that moment. You looked around while your eyes tried to study what was going on, as if to make sure it was just reality and not an nightmare.

“Let me help you, come on,” he continued, approaching you and helping you to stand up. Your legs felt like they were made of jelly, so much you could hardly even stand up and if it wasn’t for Adam, you’d probably fall on the ground again.

“Can you walk?”

You nodded. “I want Jay,” you whispered faintly. Damn it, even your voice was still shaking.

“He’s here, he’s coming to you.”

And that was exactly what Jay was doing. His heart nearly stopped beating after he shot the robber but before he knew it, he had already got up and ran off the roof at lightning speed, leaving even the rifle he had used there.

He lost the number with how many people he collided with trying to run to the bank but he didn’t even care, he just wanted to hug you. He looked around immediately when he walked in and when he finally saw you next to Adam, he almost started to cry.

You were fine. You were alive and well.

“Y/N!”

Your head immediately turned to that voice, a voice you would’ve recognized even in the midst of a million. Never before it brought you so much joy and happiness to hear his voice and it was at the precise moment when your eyes met his, so green and bright, you finally felt really safe.

He held you like he had never done before, squeezing you so hard you almost felt your bones break. But you didn’t care, as he hugged you, you could hardly believe it was really happening, that you had another chance. Your arms encircled his neck as you inhaled his scent deeply, his arms instead encircled your hips with so much force they’d most likely leave a mark.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asked frenziedly in his voice, pulling away from you for a moment and glancing at your body to see if there were any obvious injuries.

“I’m fine… I’m fine…” you replied even if your trembling said something else. Jay hugged you again and at that moment you didn’t even notice that Adam had walked away, leaving you two alone.

“Oh baby,” he whispered “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s all over now, I’m here with you.”

You started crying again, nonstop, as if those words from Jay had flipped a switch inside you.

“Cry as long as you want my love I won’t leave you, I’m here with you and it’s all over, you’re safe with me,” he tried to calm you down, stroking your back with his hand as he squeezed you tightly to his chest. The truth was that Jay had no idea how he was still standing, the truth was that if you weren’t so shaken, you probably would've felt how shaky he was too. He couldn’t believe he had you there, that you were safe and sound and soon he even couldn’t hold back the tears anymore.

But he didn’t want to be seen weak, crying with joy, with fear, not in that moment, especially because you needed him then more then ever, he had to be strong for you.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t come sooner my love, I’ll never forgive myself.”

You kept sobbing, sniffling from time to time because of the desperate crying that had taken over you. You wanted to talk so badly, tell him it wasn’t his fault, that he didn’t have to feel guilty but you just couldn’t.

“Let’s get out of here, can you walk baby?” Jay asked you in a sweet, gentle tone after an indefinite time. He pulled away from you slightly and took your face in his hands. His thumbs caressed the skin of your cheeks, wiping away the tears so sweetly, if you hadn’t already cried all the tears in your body, you’d most likely have burst into tears again.

You sniffed and nodded, wanting nothing more than to get as far away from that damn bank as possible. “Yes, please”.

“You’re still shaking baby,” his heart bleeding out “It’ll be okay love I promise, I’ll always be next to you and we’ll get through this together, you are not alone okay?”

You nodded again and you believed him, you knew you could count on him and this was perhaps the only thing that could cheer you up during a time when you were afraid of the whole world.

For the rest of the day Jay didn’t leave you for even a second, constantly asking you how were you feeling, if you needed something. You were still very upset but thanks to him you had at least stopped shaking as if you were convulsing.

That event was not something you would’ve easily overcome, quite the opposite. The fear of dying, seeing that man die in front of you, the kidnapper, all that blood, god, these were things you’d never be able to forget.

You and Jay were in your bedroom, lying under the covers as he hugged and cuddled you, in an effort to help you close your eyes and sleep, at least for a little while.

But of course it was in vain. You couldn’t sleep, not after all that had happened.

Absolute silence reigned in the room, neither of yp spoke, there was no need. It was an almost deafening silence and never like then you hated it because you felt like you were about to drown in your own thoughts but, at the same time, you couldn’t even say a word, you didn’t know what to say and in the same way Jay.

He found himself in a phase in which perhaps only then he began to fully realize what had happened, that he had really risked losing you, never seeing you again, not staying on your bed like you were doing, hugging each other.

Jay held you tighter in his arms, as if that thought had physically hurt him and as if he was trying to push it away.

“I love you to death, you know that right?” it was Jay who broke the silence “You are my life, the most important to me baby”.

His words warmed your heart, making your lips rise to the first spontaneous little smile of that damned day. “I love you too baby, so damn much”.

“I’m serious Y/N,” Jay let you go for a few seconds and then immediately put his hand on your chin, causing you to look at him “I want you to know that, I love you so fucking much. I’m not joking and I’m not exaggerating when I tell you I couldn’t live without you” he continued, then gently stroking your cheek as he looked you in the eye with so much devotion and love you almost fainted.

“You know, ever since we’ve been together I’ve always had the fucking fear of losing you, given the work I do, I’ve always been afraid you might leave me but today it was something devastating. I swear baby I can’t even explain how I felt when I heard about the robbery, knowing you were there, I think I died and rose a thousand times within a minute,” he talked, literally heart in his throat as he remembered those horrible moments “I was so afraid, the terror of losing you… It’s a feeling I never want to relive again and I know it sounds selfish of me to say these things now since you were in there and you first experienced this horror, but really baby, it felt like a fucking knife was cutting me in pieces. And I’m also so sorry I didn’t came earlier, I swear I would’ve broken down the door by myself just to come get you but they literally had to hold me back with force”.

You giggled through your tears, only then realizing you started crying again. “I know you would baby and that was the only thought that made me resist honestly, I knew you would walk in that door and save us all,” you said “I was so afraid I’d never see you again baby…” you weren’t able to finish the sentence since you broke is sobs again. Jay hugged you against his chest again, whispering soft words as his hand caressed your hair.

“I hate so much it was you who went through all this, I’ll never be able to forgive myself, it wasn’t supposed to be you.”

“But it wasn’t your fault…”

Jay was silent.

You looked up at him and noticed how his eyes were fixed, aimed at the ceiling. Only then you noticed the tear that slipped from his eye and you realized he was avoiding your gaze because he was crying.

“Oh baby…” you muttered under your breath, lifting your hand and wiping his tears with your fingers, exactly as he had done with you all day.

“I’m sorry love, you shouldn’t be the one comforting me now” He chuckled, trying to ease the tension a little, finally looking into your eyes.

Jay rested his forehead on yours as his fingers gently stroked your cheeks. You brought your face close to his, kissing him on the lips but before you could even break away from him, Jay placed his hand behind your head, pressing his mouth to yours again, kissing you this time with much more intensity, with so much love and passion it felt like years had passed since your last kiss and just like this you finally felt at home, safe in his arms like never before.

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writings-ofthe-heart · 9 months

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hello! may i request something where the reader is stargazing with ghost & they accidentally knock the telescope off the roof ?!

the way. i forgot. to save my draft and i was halfway finished. sorry this took a while anon, technical difficulties!!! thank you for requesting!! :3 xx

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x reader (GN)

Reader decides to surprise Simon with a special date night but.. wait, oops, they might've ruined it.

Simon had been with his partner for almost two years now. He never realized how romantic they could be, or how clumsy they could be.

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TW? ; None, just fluff

Side notes ; No use of y/n, this isn't wattpad, no beta we die like men, use of 'you' in place of y/n

You were never quite the romantic type but today was special. It was your anniversary with Simon! After two years together, through thick and thin, you thought you might put in some extra effort tonight. It was all planned out in a grand scheme, starting with subtle hints.

"Si," You began, leaning on his shoulder as he was busy with paperwork.

"Yes?" He replied, Simon's mind went on autopilot whenever he did paperwork, so you made sure to get his attention by rubbing your cheek on his scruff for a couple seconds. When his blue eyes flickered to you, a ghost of a smile on his face, you knew.

"What's your opinion on stars?"

He looked back down to the stack of papers. "They're.. ok, I guess."

It was the perfect guise, Simon knew you liked to ask him random questions, out of the blue, when he asked you why, you would always just respond with, "'Cause it's fun."

You rolled your eyes at his uncertainty. "Just ok?"

"Yes, just ok."

With a deep, dramatic sigh, you stood. "Ok.. well remember our plan tonight! We're gonna go out on a drive. Dress nice and warm."

Simon shook his head at that.

The hours flew by and by the time the sun had began to fall, sweat was running down your face. Preparing everything had really been exhausting. The telescope had been stowed away but the most work was making the food. They were just snacks but you wanted them to look pretty. It didn't help that the house's AC broke.

Realizing the time, you put away the rest of the food in the basket and carried it to the front door. Running upstairs, you almost tripped on the stairs. A yelp of surprise made it's way to Simon and he got up, shouting out.

"Are you okay?!"

"Yes!! I'm fine!" With your reassured response, he promptly sat down and continued working.

You sighed, relieved. This day can't be ruined. As soon as you reached the room, you were hurriedly changing into the formal attire you had chosen.

When you finish, you walked down the stairs, shouting out, "Simon! Go get ready!"

He grunted in response, setting his pen down. Although his face didn't show it, he was a bit excited to see what you had planned.

You grinned, standing outside the house with everything packed up and ready to leave. Simon walked out of the house, quickly locking the door before turning to you with a ghost of a smile on his stubbled face.

"Ready to go, love?"

"Of course." You replied, heat rising to your cheeks. With that, you both got into the car and without more than a few words on how to get to the destination, he drove off. It took nearly an hour to which he began to ask, "How far away is this thing?"

"Not much longer, hun."

Once you had arrived, his breath was taken. The sun had fully set, a shade of purple filling the sky. You laughed softly, "Just wait, it gets better, come with me."

He grumbled something about how 'it's alright, I'm not impressed or whatever,' under his breath as he took your hand. You had reached a stray building, basically crumbling on the sides. It was very old, and Simon seemed a little shocked on how you even found this. So you explained after a couple raised eyebrows and inspecting the cracked, moss ridden walls.

"Well, me and my friends in college did this trip, we passed by here but everyone was curious about this building, it was in better condition back then, of course, but still. The view from the roof is probably the best thing I've ever seen."

He nodded, keeping quiet as you rambled, his heart expanding at the sound of your voice, the tone of remembrance. This while, walking up many flights of stairs. By the time you had arrived at the top, you were out of breath, a little giggly.

"... Ah.." You sighed, "They were really good friends, I miss them sometimes, but the life I chose is really good as well." Eyes stared up at Simon, love filling your chest. He only stared back, smiling softly.

"Well, let's go then, don't you have a surprise and what not?"

You broke the eye contact, nodding and opening the door. Quickly covering Simon's eyes, you chuckled. "Ok, let me set it up first then." He nodded.

"Do your thing, lovie."

It took about 25 minutes, to set up the blanket and food. Everything was going according to plan, the layout looked pleasant and wasn't cluttered. With a soft smile, you began to unpack the telescope. Simon groaned softly, "Are you still working on it?"

"Yes, just give me a few minutes, I'm almost done."

To that, he only could shake his head, exasperated.

Nearly finished, you put the telescope on the edge, and as you fished out the lens, you heard a 'woosh'

Crack! The sound echoed and you shrieked. "No! You've got to be kidding me." Already near tears, Simon uncovered his eyes scrambling to you. He dragged you away from looking over the edge.

"No,no,no, Simon! That was the whole point of this date! Oh my god, it was so expensive too and now we can't even look at the stars I didn't even bring my binoculars either aw fuck i'm so sorry hun I didn't mean-"

Simon put a finger on your lips. "Darling, listen," He wiped the stray tears from your face. "It's okay. Don't even worry about that. I'll replace it later, we'll see what happened to it after. You worked too damn hard on this for the night to be lost." Simon held you close, kissing the crown of your head.

"Are you sure? What are we even going to do?" You whimpered quietly.

"We can still see the stars, right?" He whispered, "Whatever we do, I'm just glad we're together."

Simon led you to sit down on the blanket, sharing the food you had made. The night was filled with laughs and soft kisses, promises made to fix the telescope and all in all, you enjoyed it.

When the sun began to rise, you and Simon had already taken everything and stashed it away, now you were just staring at the telescope. Its mirrors had all been shattered, the legs were contorted. It was just a big mess, your heart broke a little for it. Simon wrapped an arm around you, shaking you.

"It'll be alright. I told you I'll replace it."

You only nodded. And within a week, a brand new telescope appeared in your room.

#writers on tumblr #x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley #simon riley cod #ghost x reader #ghost x you #ghost cod #call of duty #ghost call of duty

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itsdelicates-blog · 3 months

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Sleep Aid~ Vera Farmiga x Reader

summary~ you can't sleep, but vera is your sleep aid.

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Grumbling in annoyance, I sit up in my bed and stretch my legs. Atleast a solid 1 hour and a half I've been trying to sleep with no luck at all. Huffing, I get out of bed and grab my fluffy blanket and throw it over my shoulders.

Grumpily, is walking downstairs, I poke my head around the corner of the living room, where Vera was quietly watching tv also scrolling on her phone. I make my way over to her and stand in front waiting for her to notice me. She looks up, confused as she thought I was sleeping.

"You okay hun?" she asks softly

I say nothing and simply open my blanket, making grabby hands. She shifts her position allowing me into her lap. I curl up on her lap and hold onto her tight feeling instantly better in her presence.

"What's wrong my love?" She inquires, rubbing my back gently with one hand, turning down the tv with the other.

"I can't sleep" I grumble into her chest "I've been trying for hours"

she begins gently rocking back and forth, "I'm sorry hun, come on sleep now"

Before long i find myself drifting off to the sound of her beating heart against my ear.

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Vera debated on getting up, needing to put you to bed, but wanting to do so without waking you.

She finally decided that she too was a little tired and to get you to bed.

After shutting off the tv, she gently secured her hands under your thighs. Carefully standing up from the couch making her way to the bedroom doing her best not to wake her sleeping girlfriend. When she gets to the bedroom, she tries to lay you down without stirring you but fails. You barely opened your eyes "Don't leave" you barely whispered out.

Vera suppressed her chuckles, reassuring you "I'm not going anywhere, I just need to change and I'll be right back to snuggle up okay hun" you let out a big yawn and snuggle in further to your blanket. Soon, as promised she crawls into bed laying herself down behind you and wrapping her arms around your front to hold you close.

As you feel her slide in behind you, you stir a little and turn around to face her. You let out a few mumbled sounds and snuggle your face into her chest taking in her scent, settling yourself to sleep.

She kissed the top of your head and said a quiet 'I love you'

Together the two of you both drift off with a small smile on each of your faces.

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first one!! I decided to make this book because this beautiful woman deserves more recognition xx (and because I'm in love with her but whatever) 🥰

If anyone has anyone requests feel free to dm them to me or comment here!

~lou 🧚

#vera farmiga #the conjuring #lorraine warren #gxg #gxg imagines #fanfic #patrick wilson #ed warren #female reader

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sarahrogersevans · 2 years

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Only Time Will Tell Chris Evans fan fic part 1

Summary: Reader and Chris evans are friends and have hung out every so often and have known each other for a few years and meet up again at a mutual friends’ party and reader gets cheated on and Chris might be her new chance at love but only time will tell.

Warnings: mentions of cheating, fluff, angst, mentions of being sad, mentions of anxiety, very sweet. Let me know if I’ve forgotten anything by the way this will be a 4 part mini series.

I was invited to a friends’ party for my best friend Natalie’s birthday and I just got a text from someone that said they slept with my boyfriend & I went to find my friend Natalie and told her I needed to go out for some air.

I said “hey Natalie I’m umm.. gonna go outside to get some air..”

Natalie said “ok, are you alright though?” I just nodded and walked outside & I sat there crying feeling broken and I saw someone sitting down by me and it was none other then Chris Evans. Chris saw the state I was in and wanted to make sure I was ok.

Chris said “hey Y/N what happened hun?” Feeling concerned.

Chris and I have mutual friends so we’ve hung out every so often for a few years and I’ve had a crush on him but never told him since I was with my boyfriend Alex at the time.

I looked at Chris and wiped my eyes and said “I umm.. I found out my boyfriend cheated on me..”

Chris looked at me with a sad look and hugged me and said “you deserve so much better Y/N you’re such an amazing person I can’t believe Alex cheated on you. He didn’t deserve you.”

I said “thank you Chris that means a lot to me.. could you take me home?”

Chris nodded and said “yea of course Y/N come on let’s go I’ll buy you some dinner too.”

Chris and I drove to a diner close to my place and I ate slowly and looked out the window a lot which Chris noticed.

Chris asked “what’s on that pretty little mind of yours?”

I looked over at Chris and said “I just.. I thought he loved me I don’t know.. I’m sorry..” I kept eating my dinner for a few minutes.

Chris put his hand on mine and said “hey sunshine I’m here it’s gonna be ok I promise.”

I smiled at him briefly and we got in the car and got to my place and I said “would you mind staying with me..? For a bit?”

Chris smiled at me and said “of course I will Y/N..”

Chris hugged me for a few minutes which felt weird at first but I started to relax and hugged him back not wanting to let go and I started crying.

Chris said “hey shhh it’s ok let it out you’re ok.”

After a few minutes I was able to calm down and I tried to apologize to Chris but he shook his head.

Chris said “no no, none of that, feel better?”

I nodded and said “yea.. it felt good.”

Chris smiled and said “need anything right now sunshine?”

I said “not really just maybe a nap.”

Chris heard his phone beep and he checked it and he groaned and said “I forgot I gotta go out of town for a few short days.. will you be ok until I get back?”

I nodded and said “yea .. will I see you when you come back?..”

Chris kissed my forehead and said “I’ll call you as soon as I get back I promise.”

We hugged and then he left and it’s weird I already missed him so much I can’t wait to see Chris Evans again.

Hope you enjoy xx

#chris evans x fem! reader #chris evans #chris evans fan fic #chris evans angst #miniseries #fluff #chris evans fan fiction

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gurugirl · 4 months

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Hi hun! I was just wondering when the next part for bfd harry will come out. I love that series so much and re read it like every week lol. 😆 Sorry if you’ve already said, I haven’t been able to keep up as much as I’d like - lots of tough life stuff thrown at me recently. Hope you’re doing well xx

Hi!! Thank you so much! I'm so glad you love it - it's one of my faves too!! 🥰

I was actually asked this! Just yesterday I think? And I don't know yet! I've only gotten like 100 words into the next part and spring semester has started back up and I've been really busy. I'll try to get something out for y'all soon, though!!

xoxo

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clairecrive · 3 years

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hi!!! can I ask for darkling smut after he and the reader get in an argument? like it starts out angry but by the end they're super passionate and cuddly? thank you and congrats on so many followers!!

A/n: you ask and you shall receive, hun! I love writing this so so much. I hope you'll like to read it too. Thanks for requesting and for your words xx This is also for this anon.

Warnings: angst, smut, fluff at the end

Word count: 2.9 K

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“You will not believe what-” y/n had the habit of not knocking before entering his room. The general had been more than annoyed with her initially, but she insisted that it was a way for him to distinguish her from everyone else.

Hear the door open? You don’t have to guess who it is, you’ll know it’s me, she used to tell him.

Now, however, she was wishing she didn’t have that habit in the first place. Stumbling into a room, your partner’s room, to find him standing way too close to another girl, wasn’t on her list for tonight. Maybe a warning would have been nice but at the same time, if she had knocked she wouldn’t have found them this way.

Her initial enthusiasm at the prospect of sharing this gossip with him had suddenly vanished. The smile on her face turned into a frown as Alina cleared her voice and took a step away from the general for decency’s sakes. Too late, y/n wanted to tell her.

It was painfully clear what she had interrupted. She willed her face to set into an emotionless expression but she couldn’t help a glance in Aleksander direction. Arms behind him, he looked nothing but proper and collected. But y/n knew him, probably better than anyone else in this world, and had learnt how to read his body. His jaw was clenched which meant that he wasn’t as calm as he wanted to appear.

Good, y/n thought, let him drown in guilt and misery.

Clearing her voice, she realized she had been standing there without saying anything for too long.

“I’m so sorry, General, I didn’t know you were busy. I should have knocked,” she excused herself without looking at them. “I’ll leave you to it.” With a slight nod, she added before hightailing out of the room.

She could feel Alina’s questioning gaze on her back as she closed the door behind her. There were already rumours going around about her supposed relationship with the General. No one knew for certain, neither y/n nor Kirigan had ever bothered confirming or denying them. Now though, she knew that words of this little encounter would spread, further cementing the already existing gossip.

Oh well, she thought as she walked to her room, by the looks of it there wasn’t going to be a relationship to gossip about anymore.

Her bedroom had lost every sense of familiarity and comfort a private space like this should have. She hardly ever slept in it anymore. Not since she and the general had become a thing. She only went there to change and so slipping into the bed felt weird and anonymous. As if she was in someone else’s bed and not hers.

Her sleep was doomed to be restless, she knew. However, tomorrow’s busy schedule prompted her to at least try and get some sleep. Even if it only was a couple of hours. Shuffling to change position she tried to keep Aleksander out of her mind.

An unachievable task, she was aware but she tried nonetheless. Things between them had been tense ever since he had come back to the Little Palace with her. y/n knew of his plans. She knew why he needed to do certain things and how Alina was involved. That didn’t mean she was fine with it though.

Not only did it bother her the fact that he was stripping the girl of her will and powers eventually but it also bothered her that he had chosen to get to her by manipulating her feelings. They had had countless fights because of this but nothing ever came out of it. A centuries-long existence meant that he was stubborn beyond belief and there was no way of making him change his mind once it was set on something.

After what she had witnessed today though, y/n wondered if the jokes were on him and he did end up feeling something genuine for Alina. Y/n herself had met her and spoke with her a couple of times and she had to admit begrudgingly that she wasn’t that bad.

Lost in her thoughts, y/n was snapped out of it by a loud knock at her door. As soon as she started to wonder who could be bothering her at this hour, the door opened and she stopped guessing.

Of course, it was him.

“I’m in no mood to talk to you, Aleksander. Please go.” She spoke, not bothering to turn towards where she knew he was standing. Y/n knew that while she couldn’t see him in the dark this wasn’t true for him. Shadows didn’t hinder his view like they did everyone else, they were an extension of him.

He didn’t speak but she also didn’t hear him walking away. She let out a sigh and that was the only way she was willing to acknowledge him. He wanted to stand in the shadow and stare like a creep? Fine, two could play this game.

Set on ignoring him, she stubbornly stared ahead of her. She was very aware of his eyes on her, stinging like needles. If sleep was arduous to achieve before now it was impossible. In any case, she closed her eyes and pretended to be at least. He wouldn’t know the difference and would leave her alone at some point.

But of course, she knew him well enough by now and he wasn’t as easily deterred. She didn’t know how much time passed but her eyes flew open as she felt her bed dip. Her breath hitched and she laid on full alert.

Then she felt the shadow of his touch on her neck and knew that he was close. Way too close that he should be. He was probably propped on his arm as she felt her pillow dip too.

“We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.” He whispered close to her ears, his lips suggestively tracing her earlobe.

Despite the chills that his touch would usually send to her body, y/n stifled a treacherous gasp. Instead, her body stiffened and she almost pushed him away but she wasn’t sure that touching him wouldn’t backfire.

“If you think I’d let you lay a finger on me after you touched her, you’re sorely mistaken.”

“Who says I did?”

“Please, stick to manipulating one girl, okay? Move. away.”

He didn’t reply but the hand that was on her neck moved to her shoulder and pushed back so that she was laying on her back and facing him. Well, the darkness was too thick for her to actually see his face but she could feel his breath.

“Do not push me away.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.” Y/n bite back.

“You’re well aware of my plans, don’t act so betrayed now.”

“Well, maybe I’m tired of being a pawn in your schemes.”

“A pawn isn’t aware of its role nor of the whole plan.”

“Being smart with me won’t help, Aleksander. You want Alina? Fine, go get her. But leave me out of this.” Pulling her face free of his grip, she turned on her side. The shadows around him had dissipated a bit, allowing you to glimpse at his face.

“You cannot do this, y/n.” he growled, pushing her on her back again, “you said you were in this. You said you wanted me, that you were going to be by my side always. You can’t just change your mind. You can’t.” His voice was strangled with emotion almost breaking on some words.

Y/n had never heard his voice so filled with sorrow. Because that’s what he must be feeling. She thought that he was also feeling betrayed by her but then she realized-- no, he was afraid. Afraid of losing her.

He knew what he did and he also was aware that y/n was not one to mess with. She was just as stubborn as he was and just as prideful. What she had seen had hurt her and it was only what she felt for him that prevented him from being mindlessly dismissed and removed from her life. She had not resisted him more forcefully because she cared, because the wound was still french and that meant that there was still a tiny hope left.

“That was before you fell for another woman. I can’t stand by and watch you be with her. You can’t ask that of me.” She whispered, meeting his eyes. No matter how much she loved him, that was simply something she was not willing to put herself through.

“That’s not what I’m asking. That’s not what's happening.” He pledged. Y/n didn’t know if it was a trick of the moonlight seeping in from her window but she saw his eyes well with unshed tears.

“Isn’t it?”

“It isn’t.” He insisted, his hand on your jaw holding it closer. “Alina is a pawn, Alina doesn’t know what is going to happen, she doesn’t know me.” Heaving a sigh, Aleksander held her face, his thumb caressing her cheek.

“There is no one on this earth that has ever seen me more clearly than you do, solnishko. I know what you saw, I know what it looked like because that was intentional. But I trust you to know the difference between what it’s really happening and what it looks like because they’re not the same.” His eyes were alive with an intensity y/n had only seen a few times before. He was ancient and he was skilled at manipulation amongst other things. She always tried to keep that in mind but now, looking at him, she couldn’t help but feel like he was being genuine.

Why would he want me near? There wasn’t an ulterior motive for wanting her by her side. Yes, she was the only one who knew about his plans but that wasn’t it. If it was, he would have simply killed her. Took less time than this. Also, y/n knew that the power was in her hands. If she said no, that she couldn’t do this anymore, she was sure that Aleksander would let her go.

“But the way you were looking at her, Aleks, I just-” a lump formed in her throat as she recalled the look on his face, “you’re spending more and more time with her and I can’t help but fear that- I mean she’s literally the embodiment of sunshine.”

“You’ve never seen the way I look at you, then.” Thumb trailing over her lower lip now, he gave her a weak smile. “I swear that there’s no one dearer to me than you.”

“I’m not sure I can’t stand the idea of you kissing and touching her, Aleksander, I’m sorry.” Y/n insisted as well because she knew him and she knew that the way she worded things was crucial.

“That won’t happen then.” He assured but she was still not fully convinced.

“I promise it won’t come to that.” So Aleks rephrased. It was better but still not good enough. But they could work on that surely.

“It seems to me though, that I have not done a good job at showing you what you meant to me. I need to reinforce it, don’t you think?” He proposed, using the hand on her face to pull her closer to him.

“I agree.” y/n mumbled on his lips before they smashed together. She didn’t wait for him to initiate the kiss. She thought she had lost him tonight and had already been trying to plan her life without him. She wasn’t willing to waste any more time. She was going to show everyone that he was hers and only hers so as not to leave any more doubts around them. Fuck gossip.

Propping herself on her elbow she used it as leverage to reach up to meet him. The hand he had on her face moved backwards to hold her head while her hand did the same in his hair. Both of them pulled the other impossible close, not willing to leave the smallest of spaces between them.

Sitting up, y/n used her other hand to first the lapel of his kefta. She quickly unfasted the buttons to get rid of it before she pushed him on his back.

“She thinks she has a chance, uh.” She taunted as she straddled his waist, roughly gathering her sleeping gown around her waist while his hands instantly shot up to rest on her hips.

“She thinks she’ll be as lucky as seeing you like this?” she continued, her hands caressing his naked chest, “that she’ll have the chance of touching you? kissing you?” she leaned down, one hand at the nape of his head to make him meet her halfway. It wasn’t a long kiss, she needed to make a point after all. Pulling away, she bit his lower lip earning a moan from him.

“To feel you like this?” she whispered in his mouth as her hips wiggled over his clothed member. His hands tightened his hold on her hips, pushing her down on it increasing the pressure.

“She’s delusional,” Aleks gasped as her mouth trailed kisses along his jaw and neck where it nipped and sucked.

“Mh,” y/n agreed, “let’s make sure she knows.” She promised before her mouth went back to sucking a few hickeys on his neck. Aleks only moaned and gave her more space to work on. His hands trailed up from her waist, cupping her breasts before playing with her nipples.

As her mouth lowered on his collarbone, Aleks decided that enough was enough. His hands roughly gripped the end of her gown before hastily pulling it up and off her body. One arm snaked over her waist pulling her flush against him as he sat up.

“Enough teasing,” he warned as the hand that wasn’t on her quickly discarded his undergarments.

“As you wish, moy sovregni,” she whispered sultrily on his lips knowing fully what effect those words had on him. Aleksander growled on her mouth, his hands kneading her ass cheeks as he gently lowered her on him.

Gasping as she felt every inch of him enter her, y/n gripped his shoulders as she started to move. Aleks’ hands guided her as she set a steady pace.

“She’s never going to feel your hands on her body,” she breathed as Aleks’ hips snapped up, setting a rougher pace.

“You’re mine.” She growled possessively on his lips as her hips met his.

“I’m yours, y/n. Just as you’re mine.” His tone matched hers. He sealed his promise with a bruising kiss. The trusting was becoming more and more frantic and Aleks’ could feel y/n clench around him.

With no previous warning, he lowered his hands from her ass to her thighs so that he could hold her while he changed their position. Guiding her legs to wrap around his waist, Aleksander leaned on his knees while he pushed her upper body down with his chest. Y/n gasped on his lips not knowing if it was for the movement, for the change of position that meant that he was now able to reach deeper than before or because she could feel her orgasm approaching.

Whatever the reason may be, Aleks swallowed her gasp as his lips refused to leave hers. Snapping his hips, he moved his hands from her legs. One went to stimulate her clit while the other choked her lightly. He knew that this combo would prove to send her over the edge. Not long after, as a matter of fact, he felt y/n’s nails on his shoulders as well as her walls tightening around him. He was not behind.

While y/n whimpered his name over and over as her orgasm hit her, Aleksander’s thrusts began to falter. With one deep thrust, he emptied inside her, obscene sounds leaving his mouth.

He leaned over y/n’s body, both of their breaths heavy, they basked in the afterglow. Aleks’ head rested over her chest, comforted by her steady heartbeat while y/n’s hands trailed over his back.

Once their breath had levelled and they could regain control over their limbs, Aleks propped himself over his elbow, his nose nuzzling y/n’s making her giggle at the soft touch. She loved these rare moments of softness and intimacy between them. If she could, she’d never let them end.

“I promise you’ll never have to doubt me again.”

“If you keep this up, it’d be impossible for me to.” She chuckled, referring to her limp body. She couldn’t trust her body to move. Sex with Aleksander always had this effect on her.

“Good to know I can still satisfy you.” He smirked as he leaned down for a small kiss. Giggling on his lips, y/n pulled him close, making him rest his weight on her rather than his elbow.

“I’m thoroughly sated, my love. You have nothing to worry about in that department.” Aleks couldn’t see her but could feel the smirk on her lips. Intertwining their legs, he got more comfortable on her. Her arms held him in a tight embrace.

“You’ll do well to remember it, dearest.” His voice came out muffled since his face rested between her breasts but y/n got what he meant anyway. Laughing at the idea that she could ever need anyone else, y/n held him closer to her chest. The embrace her form of a promise to him.

She had everything she’d ever need right here in her arms.

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It Never Ends - Chapter 7

Pairing: College!AU Bucky x fem! Reader

Series description: Bucky and Y/n are fourth-year undergrads with the same major. They’ve always had a crush on each other but were too reserved to do anything about it. One horrendous night pushes them together and they’re forced to navigate the fallout, for better or worse.

Chapter summary: Reader’s struggles continue as they deal with some flashbacks and some slightly unhealthy (albeit completely understandable) coping mechanisms. But it brings them and Bucky closer so we all end up getting a bit of a fluffy break in the end. Phew.

A/n: Sorry this is coming out so late. I will continue to thank each and every person for reading and sharing this story, and for being a witness to reader as a survivor. It’s not for everyone and I truly appreciate you all. Take good care of yourselves. My DMs/asks are always open if you need someone to talk to xx

Chapter 7 word count: 2.9k

Chapter 7 warnings: losing control, drinking alcohol, using sex as coping (no actual sex happens, just makeouts), flashbacks, reference to non-con, mention of vomiting (no graphic description)

Chapter 7 prompts: (none)

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“So what happens next?” Wanda’s concerned voice carried through Y/n’s headphones.

As soon as Y/n had texted her two friends about her decision, the group FaceTime rang on her phone.

“There’s some office that deals just with reporting.”

“God, it happens so fucking often they have an entire office dedicated to this shit,” Nat seethed.

“Right? Uggghhh,” Wanda agreed.

“So yeah, I have to go through them. But first I have an appointment with SVR on Tuesday--”

“SVR?” Nat interjected.

“Yeah, it’s the office for, uh…” Y/n struggled to remember the meaning of the acronym Dr. Cho had explained that morning. “...Sexual Violence… Reporting? Response? I forget. But that’s who’s going to help me through the reporting process.”

“Fuck, you must be so nervous.”

“Nat! Jesus!” Wanda reprimanded her friend’s bluntness.

Y/n chuckled at her two friends. “No, no it’s fine. I mean I should be. But... I’m kinda just numb to it? Like actually almost feeling good? It’s sort of scary,” she admitted with a low voice, turning her gaze away from the screen.

“Oh, hun, that makes perfect sense,” Wanda consoled. “Your body can only handle so much. It’s ok to just feel neutral for a bit. You probably need the break.”

“She’s right. I remember when that dude assaulted me in the mall. I didn’t really have any feelings about it, until I was fooling around with Clint one night and then boom! So I get it.”

“Oh my gosh, I forgot about that! And Clint! That was during first year, right? Whatever happened to him?

“Yup. He graduated last year. I think he lives on a farm now. Wife and two kids.”

“Wow, never would have guessed it,” Wanda said, eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, me neither. He was one of the good ones,” Nat reminisced with a smile.

The three friends hummed in agreement.

“Speaking of good ones, where’s Barnes?”

“I told him I needed a nap after the appointment. Don’t worry, he made sure I got in safely. Said you’d kick his ass if he didn’t,” Y/n rolled her eyes.

“Damn straight,” Nat confirmed.

“Are you sure you don’t need us to come home early? We could come back in time for your appointment on Tuesday. There’s a train every two hours.”

Y/n sighed, seriously considering her friend’s offer.

“I… let me think about it? Like right now I feel fine about it. But I feel like it changes from one hour to the next.”

“No pressure, Y/n. Seriously,” Nat added. “Anyways, we’ve seen our families now. No one is off this week so we’d just be chilling in town doing nothing.”

“Whatever,” Y/n dismissed her friend’s justification. “You both deserve the break. Cable TV, someone else buying groceries. That’s what going home for reading break is for.”

“Well you’re our family too, babe. And if you need us then we’ll come back. It’s as simple as that.”

Y/n’s cheeks were burning and her stomach filled with warmth. “Thank you, both, so much. I’m so fucking lucky to have you.”

“We’re lucky to have each other,” Wanda returned.

Y/n yawned suddenly.

“K, I think I need to lie down. This morning really took it out of me.”

“Yup, go rest. We love you,” the two chimed in unison.

“Love you too.”

The three blew kisses to each other before ending the chat.

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Y/n blinked, the afternoon glow of autumn sunshine warming the wall of her bedroom. A quick glance at her phone revealed she had passed out for just over three hours.

Rubbing her eyes with one hand, she unlocked her phone with the other and opened her chat.

Y/n: i’m up. what are you doing tonight?

Bucky: how’d you sleep? And whatever you want, doll

Y/n: like a log. i want to get drunk

She watched the three dots appear and disappear several times before a response came in.

Bucky: i can be your chaperone

Y/n: noooo lets get drunk together

Bucky: Nat made me swear on my life to take care of you while they were gone.

Y/n: you can still take care of me if we drink, it’ll just be sloppier lol

Bucky: someone’s feeling impetuous

Y/n: English major pulling out the big words

Bucky sent through a series of eye roll gifs, before offering a solid response.

Bucky: fine. So where is this debauchery taking place?

Y/n: yours? I need a change of scenery.

Bucky: cool. We’ve got beer in the fridge and some other left over booze I think. Come over whenever.

Y/n: k dinner’s on me then. We could order pizza?

Bucky: sounds great.

Y/n: Awesome. Gonna shower then head over. See you in a bit.

Bucky sighed, closing his eyes as his hand flopped down onto the couch, still gripping his phone. His stomach flipped nervously at the sudden one-eighty in Y/n’s demeanor. Something didn’t feel right about her plan. But he had vowed to follow her lead, so that’s what he was doing.

He resolved to simply take it easy on the drinks. He would make sure she didn’t feel like she was drinking alone, but he wouldn’t get carried away. Nat and Wanda had made him swear he would look out for their friend and he had no intension of seeing the two redheads in protective mode—not against himself, at least.

“What have you gotten yourself into, James?” he huffed out loud. Another sigh, and he was up off the couch to tidy up for the impending evening.

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“What the fuck kind of question is that?” Bucky exlaimed, his ears turning crimson and a blush surfacing on his cheeks.

Y/n let out a full belly laugh. She was four beers in and definitely feeling it. Precisely what she had wanted.

“You don’t have to answer, Barnes, jeez. But you’re the one that picked truth. If you don’t answer then you have to drink.”

Bucky exhaled loudly, making sure she saw his discomfort. Though he kept the small grin on his face.

“Fine. But after this we take a break and order pizza.” It wasn’t lost on him that Y/n had lapped him twice in her alcohol consumption during the two hours she’d been there.

“Deal. Now spill. Have you ever kissed any of your guy friends. And if not, what guy would you kiss?”

“I… well, I’ve actually kissed both Sam and Steve, if you must know,” he admitted, but with his chin held high. “You know guys like to have fun too sometimes.”

“Woooow… that’s… fucking hot.” Y/n burst into laughter again at her own admission.

“Well I’m glad you think so, doll,” Bucky said with a smile, genuinely relieved. He’d always been attracted to people, not gender. It was a relief to know Y/n wasn’t weirded out by it.

“I’ve made out with Nat, and once all three of us did a topless photoshoot together. It was really tender and beautiful and—” suddenly Y/n smacked her hand to cover her mouth, shocked at her openness. “Fuck. I think pizza’s a good idea,” she muttered.

“‘S’all good” Bucky chuckled, “I was definitely going to ask you the same next time you picked truth, so you just beat me to it.” He hesitated before adding with a lowered voice, “And if it’s any consolation, I think that’s hot, so…”

Y/n felt heat rise to her cheeks as her eyebrows shot up at his level-up flirtation.

“Shit. Sorry, that’s super fucking creepy and insensitive given everything that you’re—”

“No! Jesus! Bucky, it’s fine. Just...” Y/n felt the excited heat be overtaken by familiar all-devouring flames. The ones that raged at all hours of the day, keeping her awake at night. The ones she’d been trying to douse with alcohol.

She stood up suddenly, but stumbled. Bucky’s arms reached out instinctively, catching her before she toppled into the coffee table.

“Whoa, sweetheart. You good?”

“Yeah, just, s-stood up too fast,” Y/n slurred. “Gonna go pee.”

Bucky shook his head as she disappeared down the hall.

At himself, at her, at the situation. How was he supposed to do this? How could he take care of someone who was going through what Y/n was going through, while he was simultaneously falling for. Scratch that, someone he’d fallen for already. Years ago. From that first time she had asked him if the seat beside him was taken during their Intro to Literature and Composition course in first year. Y/n occupied the empty spaces in Bucky’s mind and he had swore to himself he would come clean in their final year. Until that fucking Arts party.

Bucky shook his head as if to clear away the memory of that night, followed by actually clearing the empty bottles from the coffee table. Placing them next to the sink, he then filled two water glasses before ordering two large pizzas. He could never order pizza and not plan for left overs.

Just as the order was complete he heard the bathroom door open and turned to see Y/n padding into the kitchen. She had a determined look on her face that Bucky couldn’t quite read. Walking with purpose towards him, she only stopped once she had him backed against the counter.

Oh. That was what the look was.

“Y/n, I, uh…”

“Shhhh, no talking,” she hushed, placing a finger on his lips. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time and I think you have too so… fuck, here we go.”

All of a sudden her arms were wrapped around his neck, one hand lacing through his thick chesnut hair, the other hand pressed between his shoulder blades. Here finger nails softly trailed over his t-shirt as she closed her eyes and pushed her lips into his.

For an instant, time stopped in the warm glow of the dorm kitchen. There were no mid-terms. No final papers. No GPA to maintain. No worried friends. No appointments. No Brock Rumlow. No Quentin Beck.

Only Bucky and Y/n, heat radiating between their chests as they pressed into each other. Bucky’s prosthesis pulling Y/n closer by the small of her back as his flesh hand tenderly cupped the side of her head. Their lips professing years of unspoken desires. Teeth clashing as their tongues dared to connect.

Eternity was cut short. A sudden flash of saliva and beer breath flooded Y/n’s mind.

Bucky, she was with Bucky. She clenched her fingers around his hair.

Forceful hands on her chest and pants.

No, she wasn’t there in that room. She was with Bucky, she reminded herself again. She pressed her lips harder into his.

Told you we’d see you around.

Fuck.

Bucky sensed the shift just as Y/n pulled away from their kiss. Both of them were heaving, Y/n gasping for air as Bucky searched her eyes for confirmation that she was ok, hand still cupping her face as he rubbed a thumb across her cheek.

Until he saw what it was. It was written in the terror hidden just behind her glassy gaze reflecting back at him.

He couldn’t find the right words. He didn’t want to make it worse. Slowly he tilted his head to press his lips into her forehead. She kept heaving until suddenly she was leaning over the sink, retching.

“Shit, Y/n. ‘S okay, sweetheart, you’re ok,” he comforted, rubbing circles into her upper back.

She was sick a few more times before finally straitening herself, wiping her face with the back of her hand. Tears tracks were streaming down her face, whether it was from being sick or because she was crying, neither could say.

“I’m so s—”

“Nope, we’re not doing that. Not gonna let you appologize,” Bucky said with a firm tenderness. “Want some water?”

She nodded, accepting the filled water glass Bucky handed her.

“Thank you,” she managed out between gulps.

“You good? Or you think you’ll need to again?” Bucky motioned towards the sink with his eyes.

“Nope, think I’m good now,” Y/n replied quietly, unable to meet his gaze.

Bucky immediately started rinsing out the sink while Y/n finished her water, finishing as she set the glass down on the counter with a shaky hand.

“Let’s go sit on the couch then and wait for the pizza. Unless you want to go home, or…”

Y/n continued to stare at the linoleum tiles as Bucky trailed off. She was fully trembling now, teeth chattering as she wrapped her arms around her waist.

“You don’t have to do this,” she let out, barely above a whisper. “I’m so fucked up right now. I’m not your responsibility. It’s ok if you want me to go.”

Bucky had lost count how many times his heart had shattered this past week, so this instance was simply added to the undetermined tally.

He brought his hand to her cheek once more, fingers begging her softly to look at him. After a pregnant pause, she obliged.

“Sweetheart. I need you to listen to me right now. You hearing me?”

Y/n nodded.

“You are not a burden. You are not a problem. You are the most charming, intelligent, and sweetest person I’ve met on this campus—no, fuck that, ever—and I will never stop wanting to take care of you. So if you want to leave, I understand. But please don’t leave because you think I don’t want you to stay.” He paused, scanning her face to make sure she was still with him. The resurfacing of tears at the corner of her eyes confirmed that she was. “If it were up to me, you’d never leave.”

He then pressed his lips into her forehead again. It was all he could think of to show how much he meant every word.

Y/n’s chest began to heave again as sobs echoed through her ribcage, stuttering her shoulders and forcing her eyes shut. Bucky wrapped his arms around her and held her. Tight, strong, grounding. A few minutes passed before her tears subsided, allowing her to respond finally.

“Couch sounds nice,” she sniffed with a smile, breaking his embrace so she could rub her sweatshirt sleeve across her face.

Bucky chuckled at her wit. Even in the bleakest of moments, her light still found a way to break through.

He led her to the couch, guiding her to sit first. Then he grabbed the velvety throw blanket and draped it across her lap. Finally, he positioned himself beside her, his flesh hand clasping hers.

She immediately leaned into the gesture, wrapping her free arm around his torso and let herself fall into his shoulder.

“I can’t believe you’ve cleaned up my barf twice in one week,” she groaned.

Bucky couldn’t help but laugh. “And I’ll do it again if I have to.” He pulled her hand up to kiss the top.

“Aside from that, how about that kiss?” She asked, the sudden confidence brought out by how at ease Bucky made her feel.

“Best kiss I’ve ever had,” he muttered into her hand, lips still pressed to her knuckles. “I’ll do that again too if I have to,” he smirked, letting their threaded fingers drop back down to her lap.

“I’m sure that can be arranged. Though maybe after I’ve brushed my teeth? And eaten something.”

“Hmmm, sounds like a plan.”

Allowing a comfortable silence to fall, the two remained leaning into each other, hands still laced together. Until Bucky broke the peace.

“Y/n?” he asked quietly.

“Hmmm?”

“Did you, I mean, did I remind you of that night?”

It was Y/n’s turn to feel her heart shatter. She turned to look at Bucky in the eye. “Now I need you to hear me, k?”

Bucky nodded, grip tightening on her hand.

“You will never remind me of them. Never. Do you understand?”

Another nod, his grip still holding.

“I… I’m going to have to work on… that—” she sighed before continuing, “—but, no. You, James Buchanan Barnes, are nothing but sweetness and caring and pure good rolled up into an unbelievably attractive package so please do not lower yourself by even hinting that you could be in the same category as those two douchbags.”

A smile tiumphed over the concerned look Bucky’s face had been fighting.

“You’re something else, you know that?”

“I’ve been told, but usually more in a you’re weird context,” she chuckled softly.

“Y/n. You have to know that if you’re never ready to go further, I don’t care. You’re the only one I’ve had eyes for, ever since first year. And if this is all you can ever give me, it will be enough. You are enough.”

Y/n blinked at him, stunned by the sincerity of his words. She could feel it radiating between them and it made her tremble all over again. Before she could process his words further, she flung her arms around him.

“Thank you, James,” she whispered into his chest.

“Always,” he whispered back, kissing the top of her head.

His phone buzzed, disrupting the moment.

“Pizza’s here,” he muttered softly.

“Hmmm, I feel like I could eat an entire one to myself.”

“Good thing I ordered two then,” he mumbled into her hair.

“Hot and a talented pizza orderer? I think I’ve landed my dream guy,” she chuckled.

“I’m all yours, doll.” He pressed a final peck into her head before reluctantly breaking their embrace to grab the delivery.

Bucky had definitely stopped falling. He had hit solid ground, hard, and he didn’t care if he ever got back up.

Next chapter

#bucky x reader #Bucky Barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes x fem!reader #Bucky Barnes fanfic #mcu au #avengers au #college bucky #college au #Natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #assault #reference to noncon #drinking

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alltoolewis · 3 years

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A5 with lando norris please:))

So this is goodbye- Lando Norris

warning this is one of the saddest imagines i have ever wrote... so get the tissues at the ready!

Prompt- ”can you kiss me? Just one last time? that’s all I want”

songs to listen to while reading:

out of love- Alessia Cara.... The night we met- Lord Huron..... Wrong direction- Hailee steinfeld

Summary- Knowing he’s falling out of love with you... As your about to walk out he has one last request..... (can we just pretend it rained in the italian grand prix please, hehe as it matched the aesthetic... thank you xx)

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You knew it was coming... you were expecting it, practicing your sorrow look in the mirror as he confirms the words that you dreaded to hear. You weren’t stupid, anyone with two eyes could see it... the way he has fallen out of love with you. It wasn’t always like this... there was one point where the conversations would flow, where he constantly pulled you into a hug every chance he got, taking you to every race as you cheered him on with his family, orange jacket gracing your shoulders as the number 4 was marked on your back. However like they always say the good things never last... the conversations stopped flowing, the hugs grew force & race days felt lost, feeling like a lost puppy as he celebrated with everyone except you!

Things reached boiling point as reports rushed round that Lando was seen with another girl on holiday, the holiday which was lads only... Deep down you wanted to believe that he wouldn’t cheat. Denying it to all your friends with the same repeated phrase ‘My Lando wouldn’t do that...’ but the truth was... he wasn’t your Lando anymore. This wasn’t the boy you fell in love with, the one who treated you like a queen, worshipping the ground you walked on, instead of treating you like a charity case. Your relationship was long gone, it was a ticking bomb and you knew it there... you just don’t want to be the one to cut the wire....

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Once again you were alone, in some foreign country, as he celebrated his highest podium to date. No longer being the first person he ran over too... him much rather leaving you at the back of the crowd, watching all the other drivers hug there partners, hugging and kissing as they embraced each other in the rain, looking like a scene from some romantic film. Instead you were in a music video for a heartbreak song, one where the girl has just realised that she had lost the love of her life...

“(y/n)!! There you are!” Max called, running over to you as your body shook in the cold Italian rain. Taking off his jacket, he placed the orange printed material over you “Where's your jacket you fool! Your gonna be sick!” However the jacket never stayed on for long, instantly discarding it off your shoulders like it was some sort of disease.

“(y/n)...” Max questioned, as he took in your features, realising that the water running down your cheeks weren’t just raindrops anymore. “Hey.. hey what’s wrong hun?”

“Its over isn’t it...”

“What’s overs love?....”

“Me and Lando...” you whispered, eyes locking with his as the tears fell down faster that the rain “were done aren’t we...”

Wrapping his arms around you he pulled you into a hug, head resting on yours as he protected your shaking body from the rain. “No.. no.. no.. don’t say that” he cooed, holding you even tighter as you hit breaking point “he still cares about you... I promise you there's still hope!”

Releasing your self from his embrace you took a step back.. “I’ve ran out of hope max... I have no hope left” sob escaping as he went to pull you back into him, just for you to take another step back, “Can you tell him that I’ll be at the hotel... if he asks of course..”

“(y/n)... no where are you going!”

“If he isn’t going to do it... then I’m gonna have to.. see you soon max”

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“Oh What a Fucking day!” he cheered as he waltzed back into his hotel room, trophy in the hand that should be holding yours... “(y/n where are yo-” stopping as he glanced as you, packed bags in hand, face looking as though you’ve just rinsed it to cover the fact you’ve been crying....

“what are you doing... we aren’t leaving ye-”

“I’m going Lando....” you whispered, barely audible as you held back the tears “I’m setting you free”

His face turned pale as he took in your words... realisation hitting his as he figured out you knew... “free?” he mumbled as he stepped closer, reaching out for your hand “what do you mean free...”

“You.. don’t love me anymore” your voice quivered as you pushed his hand away, tears now falling down his cheeks as he knew this was it... “It’s okay lando... I understand...” This time wrapping your arms around him, taking in his scent for the last time

“I’m so sorry...” he mumbled as he kissed your neck “I was going to tell you.. I just didn’t want to hurt you..”

“A bit to late for that...” you giggled softly, as you caressed his cheek, fingers gracing his mole as you stared into his baby blue eyes. “I should be going..” You sighed, pulling out of his arms as you grabbed your suitcase, making your way slowly out the hotel room...

“wait...” Lando yelled as you reached for the handle, running over to you as he held onto your cheeks, taking in your features he loved for so long... “I know this sounds selfish...can you kiss me? Just one last time?”

“Lando...”

“Please... I know i caused this... its all my fault but I just need one last kiss, I don’t want you to leave just like that... I need just one more” Voice breaking, as tears slipped down his cheeks, knowing that this was what he wanted... what he needed, he just didn’t think it would hurt that much.

Grabbing the back of his head, you push your lips to yours. Tears mixing together as both you both poured every last emotion into it, memories of your first kiss flooding back into his mind. The day where he finally told you how he felt, the day where he kissed his best friend, finally pouring his heart, however every memory has to eventually turn back to reality... pulling apart you gave him once last smile, pecking his lips as you left... shutting the door to everything you’ve ever known.

Leaving Lando on his own, something he hasn’t been for 6 years....

“What have I done...” he sighed, falling on the bed, hands covering his face as reality hit him... you were gone..

#lando norris #lando norris blurbs #lando norris blurb #lando norris imagine

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peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology · 3 years

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helloo🤍 I wanted to ask if you can write something with mob!Tom where he’s at the club because of a business meeting making some deals and the reader also comes to the club even though Tom told her not to come because it’s dangerous and something happens to the reader and Tom is really overprotective. Angst with fluff at the end🥺

Totally understand it if it’s to much and you don’t want to write it!! It was just an idea 🥰

Absolutely, I’m excited to do more mob!tom, he’s my best friend tbh. Hope you like this one hun xx

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Pairing: Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: angst, little bit of fighting, harassment

Summary: Tom is worried about having you around during his business meeting

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Tom had warned (y/n) on his way out that she should steer clear of the club for the night. Unfortunately for Tom, her best friend really wanted to go clubbing, and the other clubs in town made them pay for drinks so they weren't even considered. Plus no other club had Harrison, who (y/n)'s best friend wanted to hit on. (y/n) had tried to steer her elsewhere, warning her that Harrison was going to be working and she wasn't going to drink much, but she hadn't tried very hard.

Truthfully she just knew getting Tom a little riled up always lead to a fun night for her, and he'd looked too good on his way out for her not to mess with him a little. She was very disappointed when they entered the club and Tom was nowhere to be found, essentially leaving her little game pointless.

"Let's grab some drinks," her friend dragged her towards the bar and ordered a shot for them both, "Cheers."

"Cheers," (y/n) clinked her glass against hers before downing it.

A hand came down on her shoulder as she set the cup back down, "What are you doing here?" Tom hissed in her ear.

"Sasha wanted to go clubbing," she turned to him, a sly smile playing at her lips.

He flashed Sasha a tight lipped smile, "We'll be right back."

(y/n) rolled her eyes, letting Tom pull towards the back door, "You two couldn't go to any other club in the city?"

"Drinks are free here," she shrugged, "What's the big deal? We aren't gonna bug you guys."

"The big deal is that I told you not to come," he snapped. "The people we're meeting with are dangerous, I don't want them to even know who you are, let alone be in the same room as you."

"I think you're just a little paranoid Tommy," she frowned, setting a hand on his cheek, "If they don't know my relationship with you then I'm just another girl in the club, I'm sure they'll leave me alone."

His face was locked in an angry scowl, "You're not just another girl in the club, you stand out like a sore thumb, I already know they're going to notice you."

She glanced down at herself with a frown, "I do not, I look perfectly normal."

"You do not," he scoffed, "You're like the sun, everyone notices you."

"That is so cute it almost makes me want to listen," she nuzzled her nose against his, "I'm going to enjoy my girls night though, you're welcome to join me when you're done."

He shook his head, "No, when I finish we're going home and then you're never leaving the house again."

She laughed, "Okay, whatever you say Tommy," she kissed his cheek, "Enjoy your meeting."

He rolled his eyes, "Please be careful."

"I will, but you have to be careful too."

He nodded and kissed the top of her head, "I will."

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The night continued as planned, (y/n) danced with Sasha until she found a boy to dance with instead. Then (y/n) took a seat at the bar, sipping at a drink and making small talk with the bartender while she waited for her friend to get bored.

"Hey," Sasha grabbed her arm with a smile, "Would you be okay if I took him home with me?" she peaked back at the boy she'd be dancing with.

(y/n) laughed and nodded, "Of course, have fun, and be careful."

She nodded, pulling her friend into a quick side hug, "Tom won't be much longer right?"

"No, he should be wrapping up soon, go enjoy your new boy toy," she waved her off, watching as she weaved her way through the door.

"Tom's having his meeting down in the basement," the bartender butted in as Sasha left, "You could head down if you want."

She shook her head, "Tommy doesn't want me anywhere near whatever they've got going on."

"Well Roger and his men don't exactly have the best reputation," he hummed.

"Neither does Tom."

He chuckled, "Yeah, you've got me there, but Tom's a good guy, he tries to do the right thing where he can. Roger's the opposite, totally dick, he doesn't care who he has to hurt to get what he wants."

She frowned, a sudden worry settled in her stomach, "You said their in the basement?"

He raised a brow, "I thought he didn't want you down there?"

Usually she didn't worry too much about Tom's work, she tried to push aside any thoughts about how dangerous it was. "Yeah we'll it's good for him to not get what he wants every once in awhile," she hoped off the bar stool and weaved her way through the crowd towards the basement door, where a bouncer named Jeff was assigned as security.

"I'm gonna step down and see Tom," she smiled, reaching for the door.

He grabbed her wrist, "He said specifically not to let you in."

Her jaw nearly hit the floor, "He was kidding obviously, let me in."

"He wasn't kidding."

"That asshole," she swore under her breath, "Okay, well, can you send someone down and just ask how long he's gonna be?"

"They won't be much longer," he assured.

"Hey man, if the pretty girl wants in why don't you let her in," an arm snaked around her waist, a tall, lean man, smiled down at her, "She can sit with me."

"I'm only gonna tell you once to keep your hands on her," Jeff warned.

"It's fine," she assured, removing herself from his grasp, "I was just saying hi."

"This your girl or something?" the tall man snickered at the bouncer.

"No, the boss's," he corrected, "Look you keep bugging her I'll escort you out. And I'll be doing you a favor, because if Tom finds out he'll probably shoot you."

He laughed, "You're Tom's girl? No way!" he seemed unphased by the bouncer's warning as he set a hand on her shoulder, "You really managed to tie him down? That's incredible," his eyes wandered her figure, "I think I get the appeal."

"Great," she pushed his hand off, "Look you can just go back to your meeting now."

"Oh don't worry talking to you is much more interesting."

She rolled her eyes, "Okay, well I'm going home not talking to you," she glanced towards Jeff with pursed lips, "Can you just tell Tom to call me when he gets done?"

He nodded, "Of course, have a goodnight."

"Yeah, you too," she brushed past the men to head to Tom's car, deciding she'd just wait there with the driver.

Suddenly she stopped though, freezing as a hand brushed over her backside. A small pinch that made her turn back to them instantly. The tall man winked at her while Jeff seemed oblivious. She tensed, unsure if she had really felt anything, but of course the wink told her she must have. She didn't know if she should say something or not, an odd feeling of embarrassment bubbled in her stomach. Rather than voicing anything she decided just to leave, and pushed her way through the club as quickly as possible.

Once she entered the car she rolled up the partition, telling the driver she had a headache. She sat in silence as she replayed the small event in her mind, trying to figure out why it had happened. Without warning tears began forming in the corner of her eyes, she wasn't even entirely sure why she was so upset.

When Tom called her she didn't answer, just hugged herself tight and tried to stop crying before he reached the car. She was unsuccessful though, tears were still streaming down her face when he arrived.

"Angel what's wrong?" he frowned, instantly filled to the brim with concern.

She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath, "Nothing, it's not really a big deal. I just want to go home."

"Obviously it's a big deal if you're crying about it," he closes the door behind him and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "Did you and Sasha have a fight?"

She shook her head, "No, no, she's out with a guy. It's really not a big deal I'm just being dramatic," she insited.

"Alright, why don't you just tell me what it is then? I'm sure you'll feel better if we talk about it."

"I just went over to ask Jeff if I could come down and see you and one of the guys from your meeting just started talking to me. I don't know, Jeff like told him to leave me alone and that we're together and he was just being annoying and he just like, well, I don't know. Maybe it was something else but I thought he like, pinched my ass while I was walking away. I thought maybe it was nothing but then he winked at me so I'm pretty sure he did."

The anger was evident on Tom's face, bubbling just under the surface, "And did Jeff kick him out?"

"No, he didn't notice so maybe nothing happened but I think it did. I don't know Tommy, it's a stupid thing to cry over. It happens to people all the time, I just need to get over it."

He shook his head, "It's not stupid, you have every right to cry and be upset. And it's not okay just because it happens all the time," his cheeks dusted pink as he pulled her into him, letting him cry into his shoulder, "I'm sorry, that shouldn't have happened, and I should have been with you tonight."

"You don't need to look over me all the time Tommy," she sniffle, wrapping her arms around his middle.

"I want to. And I kept going on and on about you being safe tonight, and I should have stayed with you so I could make sure you were safe. But it's not your job to comfort me right now okay?" he kissed the top of her head, "I'm so sorry that happened to you angel, I promise I'm going to do something about it. In fact if you weren't so upset I'd be out there looking for him right now," he hummed, "I'd probably shoot him, but just in the leg or something because I know you don't like it when I get violent."

"Cause you're really a softie," she mumbled into his shoulder.

"Just for you," he kissed her head again, "I'm a dick to everyone else."

"A little bit," she agreed, "Can we go home now?"

"Of course, and next time I promise I will be right there with you and I will make sure nothing like this ever happens to you again."

"Thank you Tommy," she wiped her eyes and pressed a kiss to her shoulder, "For tonight though, I just wanna go curl up in bed."

He nodded, "Then that's what we'll do."

#tom holland fluff #tom holland angst #tom holland imagine #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland #tom holland x fem #tom holland x fem!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #tom holland au #tom holland mob au #tom holland mob #mob!tom x reader #mob!au #mob!tom

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deanstead · 3 years

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Glad You’re Safe

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Paramedic!Reader

Request by anon: Hi there! I was wondering if you could do a Jay Halstead imagine during the ‘Infection’ episode. The reader is exposed to the virus, the tests shows negative but they still keep her in quarantine. Been into Worried!Jay tics lately haha! And can the reader be either part of Intelligence or Ambo 61. Thanks hun xx

Warnings: Mentions of blood/injury, (some) anxiety

A/N: Based off of the Infection three-part crossover. Sorry, this took a while! I didn’t want to turn this into an episode rewrite so I just picked certain parts that I felt could fit in with the whole theme of the imagine/oneshot. I hope this turned out okay and that you like it!

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Ambo 61, Man down, unknown causes

The announcement rang through the firehouse. You looked at Sylvie as the two of you stood at the same time, jogging towards the ambulance and sliding in quickly before Sylvie sped off.

“This is crazy.” You commented. The whole firehouse had spent the day in the common room, the news reports flashing every few seconds. To say it didn’t freak you out was definitely a lie.

Sylvie gave you a tight smile. “We’ll get through this. Like we always do.” You could hear the strain in her voice but you didn’t say more, as she pulled up at the address.

Grabbing your kits, the both of you jogged up the stairs, Sylvie knocking on the door immediately. “Fire Department!”

The door swung open and the both of you stepped in, looking around. “Anyone call for Paramedics?”

You swung your head around again as you heard a groan. “Brett.” You pointed deeper into the apartment, heading in ahead of Sylvie.

“Sir? Are you okay?” You asked, as the man in front of you swayed a little on his feet. He didn’t look like he even registered the fact that you were there.

“Sir?” You tried again, stepping forward before he fell forwards onto you, the both of you crumpling towards the ground.

“Y/L/N!” Sylvie rushed towards you, pulling him off you. Sylvie froze momentarily at the sight in front of her. You had blood smeared all over your front, including your hands. You swallowed, looking back at the man who was no longer conscious.

“Come on, Brett. I’m fine.” You reassured her, clambering up and pulling his now blood-stained shirt upwards to reveal the rotting skin and tissue below. You exchanged a look with Sylvie before quickly covering the open wound as best as you could.

“Come on, let’s go.” You urged, as the both of you fastened him onto the stair chair, down the stairs and into the ambulance.

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After you had been checked out, very thoroughly you might add, you had been brought down to this area, where there were at least already 30 people in individual tents.

Yeap, quarantine.

“Y/N? Y/N! Are you okay?” Jay’s voice made you look up.

He looped around the tents, moving closer to your tent.

“Jay? What are you doing here?” You asked, getting up.

“What happened?” Jay asked, not answering you, and you could already hear the stress in his voice.

“Jay, it’s okay, I’m fine.” You reassured. “The first test came back clean. They’re just keeping me here for a while more to be safe. They’ll do a second run later just to be sure.”

Jay didn’t answer but quietly put his hand up against the transparent plastic sheet of the quarantine tent. You smiled and put yours up against his, only the plastic sheet separating your palms. “You go do what you have to do. I’ll be fine.”

Jay hesitated. “Go.” You repeated, smiling at him for good measure.

“Jay.” You called out again before he left.

He raised his eyebrow in that adorable way he does.

“Stay safe out there.” You whispered.

Jay sighed, smiling back at you. “I’ll be back to check on you.”

You smiled back at him as you watched him duck out.

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Jay ground his teeth as he stood on the empty street where the parade was supposed to be taking place, alongside Chief Boden, Severide, Casey and Voight.

This prick had put the whole Chicago at risk but he had put you at risk and even hurt Will. He’d be more than happy to pound this prick’s ass into the ground.

“If he’s buying time, it means we still have time to get ahead of him.” Voight told Boden just as their radio crackled.

“Engine 51, Squad 3, Ambo 61, structure fire. Reports of looting, 1300 Hazel Avenue.”

Boden and Voight exchanged a look before shaking hands.

Casey patted Jay on the shoulder. “Hey, the test came back negative. We just heard back. Thought you might like to know. She’ll be back with us soon.”

Jay let out a breath. “Thanks, Casey.”

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The minutes ticked by with you sitting there doing nothing, while your whole family at 51 was probably running ragged around the city with calls, and Jay was out there trying to catch the culprit as well.

You? You were just sitting here.

You looked up when you heard footsteps. “Hey Y/N.”

“Natalie.” You greeted, getting to your feet.

Natalie smiled, “Good news. We ran your cultures again, just to be safe and they came back free of infection.”

“Thanks Natalie.” You nodded to her. “I’ll head back to the firehouse.”

Natalie smiled as you hurtled out of there, glad to be out and ready to get back into the field.

You jogged into the firehouse, smiling as you saw Herrmann get out of the truck. “Hey!” Herrmann called as he spotted you, moving forward to give you a tight hug.

“Welcome back!”

“Everything okay?” Joe asked as he walked towards you. You could see the weariness on everyone’s faces.

You nodded, “All clear.”

Joe sighed, jamming his hands into his pocket. “Good. Now all I want is a nice long bath and a vat of Purell.”

As if on cue, the announcement beeped in.

Engine 51, Squad 3, Ambulance 61, evacuation assistance, 2600 Roosevelt.

Joe’s face fell as Sylvie came running out. “We just heard from CPD. This is them – they think that Dr Seldon’s hitting the BRT building from the west side.” She paused as she reached you. “Ready, partner?”

You nodded, glad to finally feel useful. “Born ready.”

You followed her towards the ambulance as you heard Herrmann shout to the rest, “Alright, you heard her! Let’s move! This is it! Let’s end this!”

Sylvie stepped on the accelerator, hurtling towards the address but glanced at you. “I’m glad you’re okay.” She said.

You chuckled, “Tell me about it.” You paused, “I haven’t even had the chance to tell Jay yet.”

Sylvie glanced at you, a smile playing on her lips. “What, that the moment you were released from quarantine, you’re right back on the field?”

“Guilty.”

The both of you smiled as Sylvie pulled up to the address and you guys hopped out. The place was already swarming with trucks and patrol cars as you spotted Voight and Will stop not too far from where you were standing.

“My brother’s in there?” You heard Will’s voice rise as Voight nodded and your heart dropped.

Jay.

You bit your lip and took a deep breath as Sylvie tapped you on the shoulder. “Come on.”

Figuring that it’d be better to keep yourself busy with what you had to do, rather than stand around worrying about Jay, you nodded. “Just give me a moment, I’ll be right back.”

You ran to catch up with Will. “Will.”

Will spun around, his eyes locking onto yours.

“Don’t worry.” He whispered, squeezing my shoulder before following after Voight closely. “I’ll be back with him.”

You swallowed, watching Will’s retreating back for a second more before turning and heading back to where you were needed.

You busied yourself with seeing to anyone who was injured from the evacuation - a few sprained ankles or bruises but nothing too serious. In a way, you were glad to be busy.

Then you heard it – a gunshot from the other side of the building. Your head snapped up as you heard more popping sounds from the building itself. You forced yourself to look away, moving among the crowd again to busy yourself until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“We’re good here. Go on.” Sylvie said.

You looked back at your PIC.

Sylvie nodded encouragingly. You looked over at Chief Boden who nodded back to you.

“Thanks.” You muttered, heading towards the entrance of the building. You were sure everyone around you could probably hear your heart pounding in your chest.

It felt like forever before the door swung open and you spotted them – Voight, Will and… Jay.

A wave of relief washed over you as you watched him walk out of that building, looking like he had a few hours ago, except with a little frown across his face. That is, until he saw you.

“Y/N.” He breathed, jogging towards you and sweeping you into his arms.

His hand cradled the back of your head as he pulled you into him. You kept silent but closed your eyes, just glad to be back in Jay’s arms. “Are you okay?” You asked.

Jay smiled, “Yeah, I’m okay.” He nodded, as your eyes flicked to the gash on his arm and you glared at him.

“Sarge.” He called as Voight nodded at him, motioning for him to go with you.

You growled a little as you tugged him back towards the ambulance. “No chances, okay?” You said, as Jay laughed, shaking his head a little at your insistence but following you anyway.

“It’s not even a…” He stopped midsentence as you glared at him, falling to silence and perching himself at the open back of the ambulance.

“Are you really gonna argue with me about this after the day we have both had?”

Jay smiled, raising his hands in mock defeat, as you poured saline over the open gash and put a plaster over it.

Quietly, Jay raised his hand, cupping your face and stroking your cheek with his thumb. “I’m glad you’re alright.” He whispered.

Your eyes flicked up to him, the whole world melting into the background, as if there was only you and Jay in this space and time. You sighed, “Right back at you. I was worried.”

“Not as worried as I was.” Jay shot back.

His eyes lingered on you for a while longer before he gently tugged you towards him again. You let yourself be pulled back into his embrace, just glad that everything was over.

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amazingmaeve · 4 years

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Green Eyed Monster - Stefan Salvatore

TVD Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Summary: You were always going to be Elenas younger sister. You have always had a crush on Stefan but didn’t act on that since Elena was in love with him. You were only one year younger than Elena her being 18 and you being 17 and Jeremy being 16. You couldn’t believe that vampires witches and witches were real. When Damon and Elena get together you and Stefan form an unlikely bond.

Request: Hi hun please can I request a jealous amut with stefan salvatore where I Elena and Jeremy's younger sister and i make him jealous at a party with numbers 33,21,25,26,36,48,54,70,93,99,143 thanks so much xx

Requested by: @beth-winchester21

Pairing: Stefan Salvatore x Female!Reader

Warnings: Sex, jealousy, underage drinking, 18+

AN: I made her a year younger than Elena I hope that’s ok. And I didn’t put one number in because it didn’t fit I hope that’s ok with you. Also I blushed so hard writing this.

You’ve always like Stefan. From the day you met him when Elena brought him over. But you never did anything about it since they were in love.

Or so you thought.

You couldn’t believe when Elena got with Damon. To you Stefan was the better brother. He seemed like the better choice. You’ve met Damon he’s never really talked to you. You guess he didn’t care for Elenas younger sister.

That’s what you assumed Stefan thought of you as well.

You’ve had a few boyfriends in the past but they broke your heart. That’s why you kind of gave up on love.

But Stefan was acting really weird. He was flirting with you. He’s never done that.

But you flirted back. Since he wasn’t dating anyone you thought what’s the harm.

You always thought Elena and Stefan would be the perfect couple.

Now today me and Caroline were going to a party. You’ve been feeling a bit down the past few days so you thought a party might help you lift up your spirits.

It was the Salvatore mansion the party was at and you didn’t mind that you just hoped you didn’t run into Elena.

And here you were talking to a guy who just started talking to you. You didn’t want to be rude so you talked back.

You felt someone tap on your shoulder you turned around to see Stefan standing there.

“Oh hey Stefan,” You waves at him. He looked mad and you didn’t know why. You hoped you hadn’t upset him in any way. “What’s wrong are you ok,” You asked him in worry tone.

“Can I talk to you,” Stefan asked you in a deep tone. He looked over your shoulder to see the guys standing there, “Alone.”

“Oh yeah sure,” You accepted and walked further away from the guys you were talking to. “So whatcha need,” You asked wringing your hands together.

“Just wanted to make sure you were ok,” Stefan asked.

“Yeah I’m fine,” You answered while furrowing you’re brows. “Just that guy over there was pretty boring,” You state rocking on your heels.

“Yeah you looked pretty bored talking to him,” Stefan smiled down at you.

“Were you jealous,” You ask with a teasing smirk on your face. You took a sip of the alcohol wondering what he was going to say.

“Nope just worried about,” He casually said.

“Oh,” You surprised you didn’t know he was telling the truth. “I’m surprised I thought you liked me,” You muttered.

“I do like you,” He admitted with a smile on his face.

“Sure,” You sarcastically replied while rolling her eyes.

“Y/N,” Stefan snapped.

“What,” You snapped back.

“Just listen to me,” He asked in a harsh tone.

“Oh bite me,” You scoffed. You knew you were being dramatic but that’s how you always were. That was your flaw you were over dramatic about things.

“If you insist,” Stefan smirked as he brought his hands to your waist and his lips to yours.

You were shocked at first but kissed back your lips moving with his. You brought your hands to his neck and played with his hair.

His lips left yours and traveled to your neck where he kept kissing and sucking on your skin. You let out a tiny moan, luckily the music was so loud nobody could hear you. You could feel yourself getting more turned on by the minute

“We should uh take this to your room,” You let out a breathy moan after that. You didn’t want to have sex in the middle of a lot of people.

“Before we get carried away,” You whispered as he looked up at you with dark eyes.

“I agree,” Stefan whispered.

He grabbed your hand and walked up the stairs while you followed behind him. You were feeling a tad nervous you’ve only had sex with one guy. But you really wanted to do this. He made you feel things that other guys couldn’t.

The both of you stopped in front of his bed room door.

You walked up to his window and saw people on the front yard either passed out or dancing.

You felt Stefan walk up behind you and put his hands on your waist. You could feel his breath in your neck which made you feel even more turned on.

He began to pepper your neck with kisses which turned to him sucking the skin right besides your ear which made you moan. You felt your self to start to get wet which made you silently curse your self. He’s barely even touched you and you were already feeling like this.

“I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it,” Stefan whispered which made you gasp. From any times you’ve had sex you have never experienced dirty talk at least not to this extreme.

“Well you wouldn’t want them to see what’s yours right,” You whispered already knowing he wouldn’t do what he said.

“You’re mine,” Stefan growled in your ear which made your whole body tingle.

“All yours,” You whispered turning around bringing your hand to his neck bringing him down to kiss you.

“Strip and get on the bed,” He whispered after the both of your pulled apart. His voice was deep.

You nodded and removed your shirt and skirt in front of him. You were going to take off your panties and bra but he stopped you before you could.

You laid down on his bed and on your back. You let out a sigh feeling the comfort of his sheets.

A few minutes later you were getting tired of the teasing you brought your hand to your pussy and started to rub your clit thought you panties. You felt him come on the bend and lay halfway on top of you and tapped your hand to make you move it.

“Don’t fucking touch what is not yours.” Stefan growled. You opened your eyes he had removed his shirt and that’s about it.

You let out a tiny smirk removing your hand from your underwear.

“Good girl,” He praises you with a smirk on his face. “Don’t forget who you belong too,” He whispered while giving you a look in his dark eyes.

Stefan leaned down to your stomach and began to kiss your stomach and every few seconds began to move lower.

When he got the edge of your panties you closed your legs feeling your self getting even wetter.

“Be a good girl and spread your legs,” He drawled out when he notice you closed your legs.

You didn’t compile at first which made him roll his eye before he squeezed your thought. “Oh kitten don’t make tell you twice.”

You compiled spreading your legs letting him slip between them. He pulled your panties down and threw them across the room, leaving your lower half completely undressed.

He smirked at how wet he made you feel. You were squirming from under his gaze.

He kept kissing right about right where you wanted him. He kept kiss around your pussy which made you let out breathy whimpers.

He put his hand right above your pussy and began to draw a figure eights on your clit. That action made you whine, he was doing it incredibly slow.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to forget that guys name,” Stefan growled as he felt how wet you were. You whimpered as he started to go faster.

He dragged his finger to your entrance and thrusted his finger into your pussy. You let out a loud moan and arched your back as his fingers curled to your g spot. It seemed that everyone must of left because you couldn’t hear anyone. Damon probably kicked them out.

Stefan let out an amused chuckle at your reaction.

He brought his face closer to your pussy and started to lick at your clit which made you let out a strangled moan. Somehow you got your bra undone to leave you completely naked.

You put your hand on your belly to stop yourself from tugging on his hair.

He used his other hand to put your hand in his hair jestering for you to tug.

He eventually wrapped his lips around your clit which made you tug on his hair and let out many moans out of your mouth.

You could feel a tightness in your stomach and you could feel it about to snap.

He kept fingering while adding a second finger while keeping his lips around clit and only came up for breath.

As you were about to cum Stefan removed his hands and his mouth from your pussy.

You looked up at him with a surprised look on your face. “What the fuck,” You blurted out.

“Don’t worry princess you’ll get to cum soon enough,” Stefan promised with a smile. “Bend over and spread your legs,” He ordered you basically.

“What if I don’t want to,” You decided to tease him.

“Well if you want to cum you better get on your hands and knees now,” He replied calmly which surprised. He was so calm and demanding at the same time.

You decided not to push him any further and got on your hands and knees. You leant your arms in his pillow trying to get more comfortable.

You heard Stefan unbuckle his jeans and pulled his pants and boxers down. Stefan than came behind you and started to kiss your neck. You could feel how hard and big he was for you.

“Do you want to cum,” He asked you a question while moving his dick up and down your pussy coating his tip with you juices. He was trying really hard to not just to point into you.

“Yes please,” You whimpered as you felt his tip circle your sensitive clit.

“Don’t worry soon you will,” Stefan promised you.

He pushed his dick into you and you let out a moan at the size of him. He began to thrust slowly trying to get you used to it.

“Faster,” You moan feeling yourself build up slowly.

He let out a small chuckle before thrusting into you faster than before.

You could feel him touch your g spot which made you moan loud. You didn’t really want to be loud just in case Damon was here but you didn’t care about Damon in this moment.

He wrapped his arm around your waist and started to rub your clit in hard and slow circles. While you were moaning loud, Stefan was letting out tiny grunts in your ear feeling his climax approaching as well.

“Stefan I’m about to cum,” You whined tightening yourself around more than before which made him groan in your ear. He started to go faster on your clit.

“Cum now,” Stefan demanded and then you let go. The rope in your stomach snapped and you let out moans while you cummed around him. You felt him let his load into you. You were thankful he was a vampire since you didn’t want to get pregnant.

He removed himself from on top of you while you laid in your back. You came closer to him and laid your head in your chest.

He pulled his blanket over the both of you, “Are you alright I didn’t go to hard on you did I.”

“Nope it felt amazing,” You purred looking up at with a smirk.

“That’s good to hear,” He smiled down at you while kissing your forehead.

“You don’t want me to leave do you,” You ask looking up at him.

“No I want you to stay.”

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High Confessions

Jax Teller x Reader

Summary: After an accident the morphine makes the reader say things she’s been hiding from her best friend.

Requested By: @beth-winchester21 // Hey hun please could I have number 12 with jax teller where she gets hurt and ends up in hospital and confesses her love for him and also can she be opies younger sister xx with

Prompt: "You're all drugged up. You don't know what you're saying."

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“Mr Teller” the doctor smiled walking out of the room.

“How is she doing?” Jax asked.

“I can only really discuss that with Mr Winston” he nodded.

“I’m listed as her other emergency contact” Jax said getting pissed off that this doctor wouldn’t tell him the situation “Opie, her brother had had to go pick his kids up”

“Well” The doctor said checking your file to see Jax’s name was listed. “In that case then, she is a lucky lady and had someone watching out for her considering she had to be cut out of the car. No life changing injuries but a couple of very bad breaks in her leg and will be on crutches for a while and physio will be required”

“Yeah well we all have our guardian angels” Jax said smiling slightly “can I go in and see her?”

“Of course, just be aware Mr Teller she is on a high dose of morphine at the moment” the doctor nodded before walking off.

Pushing the door open he saw you laid on the bed watching something on your phone.

“Hey trouble” Jax smiled sitting down on the chair next to the bed.

“Hey you” you grinned, pausing the video and turning your attention to him. “Where's Opie? Don’t tell me the dragon got him”

“What” Jax laughed “darlin he is fine, the dragon has gone and he has gone to pick the kids up from school”

“There was a dragon I swear” you pouted “it was all pink and glittery”

“Damn you are on some good morphine” Jax smirked.

“Stop taking the piss out of me” you sulked “I know what I saw”

“Okay okay” Jax chuckled holding his hands up “I believe you”

“Anyway surely the president of Samcro has better things to do than to be by my bedside” you said looking into the blue eyes that made your throat dry up.

“Well when my best friend had a nasty car accident and ends up in hospital the club can wait” He smiled taking your hand and squeezing it “you know you always come before the club”

“You’re just saying that because I’m Opie’s baby sister” you shrugged.

“Now you know that isn’t true” Jax whispered.

You didn’t know how the heart rate monitor wasn’t going crazy with how fast you thought your heart was racing. It was now or never. You needed to tell Jax how you felt before your confidence disappeared.

“Jax” you whispered.

“Yes darlin’” he smiled.

“I’m just going to say this, I’ve liked you for a while now, the way you make me feel is like nothing I have ever felt. I don’t just want to be best friends any more” you said, not making eye contact with him.

Jax was taken back by your statement, he had wanted to hear you say that for a while now, but he knew you were on some strong morphine so he didn’t actually know if it was you or the drug talking.

“Say something please” you mumbled.

“You're all drugged up. You don't know what you're saying." Jax sighed choosing his brain over his heart.

“Yeah maybe you are right” you shrugged trying not to look hurt “maybe it is the drugs talking”

After some silence Jax spoke up again, he needed to get rid of the awkward atmosphere that now laid heavy in the room.

“Come on then trouble scoot over” Jax laughed “choose a movie to watch because I’m not going anywhere today”

“You mean I have you for the whole day” you grinned scrolling through Netflix.

“Yes you do” Jax smiled as you molded into his body the best you could from the wires and cast. “Just don’t put a chick flick on”

“And you say you are my best friend and think I’d put some soppy film on” you laughed “boy we are going for fast and furious”

“How many times have we watched these?” Jax teased.

“Not enough” you giggled hitting play and snuggling into Jax’s side.

Half an hour into the film Jax heard soft snores coming from you, he couldn’t help but smile. He kept thinking about what you said, if only you had said them when you weren't on morphine his reaction would have been different.

The sound of the door opening took his attention away from you.

“Hey bro” Opie smiled sitting on the chair at the side of the bed. “How is she doing?”

“Not too bad, the doctor said she's lucky to only have a badly broken leg considering the state of her car” Jax nodded.

“Pops was probably watching over her” Opie smiled.

“Yeah she probably did” Jax nodded.

“Something is on your mind, what’s up?” Opie asked.

“It’s just something she said earlier, she said she wanted to be more than best friends.” Jax whispered, playing with your hair as you slept on his chest.

“What did you say?” Opie asked, trying to hide that he knew how his sister had felt for a while now. And he also knew how Jax felt.

“I told her it was because she was drugged up” Jax said.

“You are so stupid” Opie laughed “you know the morphine only gave her the confidence to tell you”

“Are you sure?” Jax asked.

“Dude me and her talk more than you think” Opie smirked “so what are you gonna do about it?”

“I don’t know, I might not do anything” Jax sighed. “I don’t want to fuck things up with our friendship”

“Well if you don’t do anything you aren’t allowed to come moaning to me when you see she’s with someone” Opie shrugged.

“Wait she’s seeing someone?” Jax asked.

“Well not as such but I know her and that lad she works with at the cafe are getting pretty close so who knows?” Opie said knowing he was basically poking the fire.

He knew it and so did everyone else. You and Jax were soul mates and were destined to be together.

“Not if I can help it” Jax huffed and he carefully moved your body off his so he could get off the bed.

“Where are you going?” Opie asked.

“Got some things I need to do. I will be back in a bit” Jax said, grabbing his kutte before leaving the room.

As soon as you heard the door shut you open your eyes, you had been awake since Opie got into the room but pretended to still be asleep.

“You little shit” he chuckled “I knew you weren’t asleep”

“Yeah well” you shrugged “and anyway there’s nothing going on between me and Jerry, he’s old enough to be my dad”

“Yeah but Jax doesn’t need to know that sis” Opie winked. “It’s about time you two fucking saw sense and got together”

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