#alfie allen x reader

[kavalyera]

ranking john wick big bads if i would date them

5. Iosef — im dating his dad. alfie allen is pretty asf but ima be real i draw the lines at beating up a man and killing a dog

4. marquis — surprising he’s THIS low but i cant stand him like actually. im hyperfixated on him in the way a doctor in medieval europe is looking at someone with the plague

3. viggo — i want him. he ate with his outfits and hell yeah i would date him too bad theres no x reader fics with him

2. santino — mainly because im going after his sister next

1. the adjudicator — MY OH MY😻

[multi-fandom-fanfiction]

Both Of You Or  None Of You

Requested will not say by who for protection of there privacy

Warming threesome smut ahead. There is a warning before the smut starts.

Robb and Theon were in the training yard sparing, joking and talking. Robb and Theon's eyes panned over to you in your tight-fitting gold dress as you were squashed between Sansa and Jeyne lost in conversation. "The things I would do to her if I got the chance," Groaned the Greyjoy. "Don't say things like that about her," snapped the Stark. "I could only dream of the faces and the sound she would make," The ward continued. "I said don't say things like that about her," The lord reminds. "All I am saying his if I had the chance to be with her I wouldn't hesitate," The last living son of Balon Greyjoy pushes. "I SAID DON'T TALK LIKE THAT ABOUT HER," The oldest son of Eddard Stark bursts. "why cause you know if I asked she would let me into her bed instantly while you have no chance as far as you know maybe she already has opened her legs for me," The future lord of the iron islands taunts. The future lord of Winterfell snaps and attacks his best friend meanwhile across the courtyard.

You sat between your best friends Jeyne and Sansa as you discussed your problem you were having about your other two best friends. "I love Robb he is sweet and caring and kind and protective and passionate and handsome a girl's ultimate fantasy but I am in love with Theon too he keeps me on my toes he is cocky and arrogant and flirty and playful and hot I don't know what to do I don't have a chance of either one being in to me but I can't love two guys anyways," You rambled. "I think you should be with Robb," Squealed Sansa. "No way you should be with Theon," argues Jeyne. The conversation was cut short when you heard a commotion. Your heads snap up to see Robb and Theon rolling around punching each other. You gasped before flying up and sprinting across the muddy courtyard. "STOP STOP IT NOW STOP IT THE BOTH OF YOU STOP IT NOW THE BOTH YOU GET OFF OF HIM STOP FIGHTING STOP IT STpP IT PLEASE," You cried. You saw the both of them turn to you. Both males felt a ping of guilt as they looked at the fear in your Y/E/C (Your eye color) eyes. They stopped their assault and stood up. You examined each of them and there new cuts and bruises. "Come before Catelyn fins out and murders the both of you," You demand causing both of them to smile and chuckle. You extend your hands and each of them took a hand as you pulled them to your chambers. "Sit," You command. They both took a seat at the edge of your bed. You walked over bending over and digging through your chest for the medical supplies kit you were looking for. You took it out opening it. You took out two pieces of ripped fabric and walked over getting them wet. You left one in the pot and turned to them. "Who is first," You asked looking at them. "He can go first," Mumbled the young wolf. You walked to Theon wiping the blood from his face. You glided back to the pot of water grabbing the other piece of fabric out of the shiny metal pot and dropping the other one into the lukewarm water with a clunk and a splash. Watching the water turn a light shade of red. The room was so silent you could hear the three of your breaths increase as you washed the rest of the blood away and stitched up both boys cuts. "Now are you two fools going to tell me why you were fighting," You asked your face scrunching up in confusion. Robb and Theon for once in their lives had the same thought running through there minds and it was how adorable you face looked. It took everything they had not to laugh and kiss you when your face transformed from confusion to anger. Your hands gripped your hip like the boys in front of you so long to do and glared before snapping,"Why were you fighting." "Does it matter," Asked Theon? "Yes because I love you guys and you guys really scared me you guys acted like you wanted to kill each other out there and I want to know what would cause such hate between best friends between my best friends," You rant. Your anger turning to sadness. Robb's heart melted when he saw how upset his jealousy and protectiveness made you. Theon's heart cracked when he realized how bad he messed up. Guilt overtook them both. Robb knew he needed to tell you his feelings. He was in love with you. He found you the most beautiful woman. Everything about you was perfect to him. He needed to make you his cause you were constantly on his mind. Theon had a similar revelation. Theon was in love with you. He found you the sexiest woman alive. Everything you did had Theon thanking the gods for you being in his life. He needed to make you his cause you drove him crazy. "I am sorry we scared you that was never our intentions I let my emotions get the best of me he was making very inappropriate comments about someone very important to me," Robb apologizes softly before explaining. "I am sorry you were so affected I was just teasing him a little I would never mean those comments," Theon apologizes before explaining. You were thankful for both apologies and explanations but a big ball of rage and jealousy filled your gut at the thought of both of them caring for someone so deeply they would fight. "You guys are best friends things aren't supposed to divide you," You plead. Robb took your hands in his before agreeing, "Your right your always right actually I have something I need to ask you when you have a moment." "As do I preferably before you talk to Robb," Adds Theon jumping up. "Or you could both tell me now were all best friends we don't have to hide anything," You suggest. "Very well," They both say in unison looking at each other and glaring before turning back to you. They both began to ramble before you had to stop them. "One at a time slowly Robb you asked first you go," You order. He smiled before taking your hands in his and confessing, "I am in love with you my sweet beautiful Y/N you are the most beautiful woman I could imagine. I think about you all the time My heart skips a beat when I see you smile. Your laugh is like an angel singing. Your voice is music. Everything you do is perfect. I feel a flutter deep in my belly when you say my name. Your all I want in this world please be mine?" Your hands and attention were ripped from Robb's hands and his pleading gaze. "I am in love with you I am in love with all the cute little faces you make I am in love with everything you do I thank the gods for putting you in my life daily My heart speeds up when you say my name I would do anything to hear you laugh that is the most beautiful sound in this world or see you smile that makes my knees weak Your all I need Your all I long for Will you be mine," Admitted Theon? You head began to spin causing you to get dizzy and lightheaded. You removed your hands from his and sat on your bed chest moving up and down rapidly with every shallow quick breath. "Are you okay," The stark asked crouching down in front of you. "What is wrong," Theon asked crouching on the other side of you. They both had looks of concern as they each and a palm on your knees. You calmed down slightly before you avow, "I can't choose I am in love with the both of you." "How," Growled Robb. "I love you both equally Robb you are sweet and kind compassionate yet protective one of the most handsome men I have seen your a fairytale but Theon is exciting he is cocky and arrogant flirty and playful Both of you make my niece weak with your smile My head spin when you say my name your laughs are music to my ears you guys are both on my mind all day and night I am so sorry but I love you I love both of you," You cried tears slipping from your bloodshot watery eyes and down your puffy swollen cheeks. "Shh calm down darling," Theon comforts as he sits on the bed and pulls you into his side. "That is okay you can take your time think you can make your decision when your ready," Allowed The young wolf. "THAT IS THE POINT ROBB I DON'T WANT TO CHOOSE I CAN'T CHOOSE AND EVEN IF I COULD I WOULDN'T WANT TO I LOVE YOU BOTH AND I WANT YOU BOTH I KNOW I CAN'T HAVE THAT THAT IS WHY I HAVE TO SAY NO TO BOTH OF YOU NO MATTER HOW BAD IT HURTS BUT I HAVE TO BECAUSE IT IS BOTH OF YOU OR NONE OF YOU," You break down sobbing into The greyjoy's chest. "I am okay with sharing we both love her she loves us it might be hard but we could do it for her our stunning perfect angel," Theon reasoned with his best friend. "I guess your right we can share we both love you and you love us it isn't fair to make you choice you can have us both love," The heir to Winterfell granted. "Really," You asked hopefully. "Really," They both agreed in unison. Robb sat his self on the other side of you. You pulled yourself away from Theon and wrapped yourself in Robb's. You pulled away kissing both of there cheeks and placing your hands over there's. "Thank you my loves," You thank your lovers. "Your welcome," Theon accepts before removing his hands from your grip and moving them to your face. He looked into your eyes before pulling your soft puffy salty lips against his. He kissed you passionately only letting your lips go due to the both of you needing oxygen. "Your welcome," Whimpered a turned on Robb. You turned to him and gripped his face in your hands. Slamming your lips on his. Your kiss was passionate and heated. Your hands were gripping at each others bodies.

(The smut is starting now)

Theon let a desperate moan as Robb lowered you to the mattress. The greyjoy pushed the stark over slightly and took your lips. The young wolf kissed down your neck to the base. He began to suck there causing you to moan into your other lovers mouth. Robb began to nibble and blew at the base of your neck as you moaned. The Kraken released your lips and began to undress himself. Your eyes watched the man undressing in front of you as he removed his tunic first then his trousers letting his half hard erection spring forward. Robb stood as well stripping his tunic showing his toned midsection then his trousers allowing his half hard erection to spring forward as well. Your eyes scanned both of your lovers' bodies hungrily pulling your bottom lip between your pearly white teeth. You stood up slowly unhooking the bodice of your dress from your skirt throwing it to the floor. Your skirt fell down pooling around your feet. You untied your corset letting it hit the floor with a thud. The young lords mouths salivated while looking your body up and down. You fell back on the bed with a bounce using your elbow to climb up the soft mattress. With your finger you motioned them both to your side. You gripped both of there throbbing penises in your hand. You softly stocked up and down as you used your thumb to rub there tips. Both men moaned like crazy as they threw their head back mouth agape. Precum was oozing out of both of there pulsing red knobs. You sat up and brought your mouth to The future lord of the iron islands into your mouth being to jerk the future lord of Winterfell harder. You took the ward to the back of your throat a few times before he was pleading with you," Stop darling I'm gonna cum if you don't stop." You took yourself away from him and switched your mouth to Robb. You kitten licked the tip. Theon climbed between your legs began to kiss and nipped at your thighs as you sucked Robb between your puffy soft feminine lips. You sucked the eldest son of Eddard Stark slowly at first as The lord between your legs kitten licked your cunt. You moaned around Robb's rock hard causing him to let out a moan. The last living son of Balon Greyjoy let out a groan of appreciation. You began to take the cock in your mouth to the back of your throat. Theon took his mouth away from your core and replaced with his finger. He traced finger eights on your clit. His eyes locked on to the act you were performing on his best friends. His best friend gravely moans rang out following your angelic moans of both of there names. "I am gonna cum you gotta stop," The other man moaned out. Robb watched as you let his cock hit the back of your throat one more time and then released him with a pop. Your head flew back against your fluffy feather pillow as The man between your thighs thrust one finger in out curling it in a come here motion every few thrusts he added a second finger once your head flew back he continued his previous patterned until he added a third finger causing you to scream his name. He continued his pleasurable attach using his thumb to rub the little bundle of nerves. Robb slid himself on to the mattress next to you and he palmed your breast pinching and twisting your erect nipples. He let his hand continued to rub one of your breasts with his hand as he brought the other in your mouth. He switched back and forth. "Theon Robb my loves Don't stop I am gonna cum," You moaned your back arching off the bed. An intense build up in the bottom of your belly becoming too much to bear as it explodes. Theon removes his hands and uses his tongue groaning, "She tastes so good come taste of gorgeous little angel Stark." The man sucking your breast kissed down the valley of your breast all the way to your throbbing core. You laid there painting. Ned Stark's ward moved out of the way crawling up and kissing your lips sucking the air from your lungs letting you taste yourself on his tongue. The future warden of the north gripped your thighs softly placing them on his shoulders before leaving an open-mouthed kiss on your vagina then slipping his skilled tongue through your folds. "You taste like heaven angel," The wolf groaned in appreciation. "So beautiful" Theon complemented against your skin. Theon left kisses all over your body caressing your soft flesh as you moaned out both of your lovers names. Robb licked a figure eight before going back to your bud sucking it in and scraping it with his teeth slightly as he released. Your hand went to the curls in his hair and the other scraped The Kraken's back. You moaned and cursed as the familiar feeling built in the bottom of your stomach. The energy became unbearable as you yelled out, "I'M CUMMING!" You released all over his tongue and he licked up your juices. Your chest was heaving rapidly as you came down for your second orgasms. Robb fell down on to the mattress next to you. The two men stroked their shafts. You got up on your knees throwing a leg over Robb's balancing yourself above his throbbing cock. You felt Theon position himself behind you. "Are you sure you are ready for this," Clarified Robb through a hoarse whisper? "Yes I want you both of you," You answer creasing Robb's face and Theon's. You sunk down on Robb rolling your hips a couple times before Theon thrust into your behind. Everytime you would roll your self forward on the Stark the greyjoy would thrust in to you. You could feel the build up in the lower regions of your midsection and the ache in your core. Your moans and whimpers were complemented with there groans, moans, grunts, and complements. "I'm gonna cum cum with me my loves," You order. All at once the three of you exploded. You lied in the middle of them exhausted chest heaving. You looked at the both of them. You couldn't be happier you had both the men you loved. Thank the gods it was both of them not none of them.

Message to the requester I hope you like it. It was a lot of fun to write. If you don’t like it there are a few things I can do. 1. I can rewrite it completely 2.I can rewrite certain parts (If there is a certain part you don’t like it) 3.I can add detail (If detail is the problem) 4. I can write you something else other other than that I just wanna say your feedback is greatly appreciated and I would love to hear what you have to say good or bad. Thanks for the request hope you enjoy it.

[ladyviserra]

Imagine greeting Theon when he returns home...

He stepped on the ground, being greeted by his sister, who he didn't recognise at first. He laughed it off. Asha moved out of the way, revealing to you, same as with his sister, he didn't recognise you.

" Do you not remember her, Theon? " His sister questioned him as if he was a little child.

" I would not forget her, believe me. " Then chuckled at his words.

" I am Y/n. " You pulled your hand for him to shake, hoping he would remember.

" Nice meeting you lady... " His pause hinted at the realization. " Y/n? You are...umm...you look different. " He shook your hand lightly, becoming more serious.

Asha gave him a look of ' stop embarrassing yourself '. " I mean in a good way. " He pulled himself together, kissing your hand this time.

" I believe you have a lot to catch up on. " Asha winked at the too of you be.

" I believe she is right. " Theon smiles at you sweetly. " Agreed. "

[hauntedflamingo]

Running out of time part 2

Barry Allen x Reader, Alfie Solomons x Reader

A/N: This took way longer than I planned. Hopefully nobody was actually waiting for this. Sorry for any mistakes.

part one

Alfie needed to be at the bakery before the sun was up every day so he had Ollie drive you around. Alfie did not want to make you get out of bed early. Most of time, Ollie would take you to the bakery and back home later in the day or wherever else you needed to go. During the drive, you stare out the window, caught up in the people going about their day. Don’t get me wrong, you loved your life. But sometimes you were bored, spending all your time at the bakery. Compared to your old life, this was relatively slow.  On this particular morning, you happen to see a red streak pass by the car multiple times.

“Oh No!” You whisper to yourself, scooting down in the seat in order to hide. That couldn’t be him, could it? You had to go check. You could feel your heartbeat starting to speed up a little at the thought of him turning up. You were definitely scared of Barry destroying something. He usually did when he travelled through time. A wonderful example is flashpoint. “Can you pull over? Please Ollie. I would like to walk the rest of the way to the bakery.”   

You hear an audible sigh from the front seat as he pulls over to the side of the street. He turns around to look at you with a worried expression on his face, probably wondering why you were laying down in the back seat. “Mr. Solomons doesn’t like you walking anywhere.” Alfie was always worrying about you. He never wanted you to go anywhere alone. You had a feeling that was the other reason he made Ollie drive you around.

 “I know but I would like to clear my head before I get to the bakery.” This was the best excuse you could come up with. Ollie gets out of the car, holding the door open so you can also exit. “Please don’t be late, ma’am. He will be livid, more at me than you.” 

“I will try my best.” You start walking down the street, waiting for Ollie to drive off and for the streak to appear again. Once Ollie has driven far enough down the road, you slow down your pace. Settling on completely stopping all together, you stand at a store front to peer inside, using the window as a mirror and as a distraction. Someone was bound to come up to you and be a bother if you looked like you weren’t doing anything. 

But you also needed a distraction for yourself. You hadn’t used your super speed since you ended up in England.  So, if you became more anxious, your powers were bound to show themselves. You wanted to hurry up this “meeting” so you could get back to Alfie.

 Your view is disrupted by the streak speeding past in the reflection. Turning your head, you watch it speed down an alley a few stores down from where you were standing. Looking around, you check to make sure that no one is else is concerned with a red streak running around the city. You follow it down the street and into the alley, stopping a few feet away from him. Barry Allen. The boy you left behind. How do you wake up from this nightmare? Or was it one that was just beginning?

 “Y/N. I can’t believe I finally found you!” He looks so happy. “Wow, it’s been quite a while. Four years.”

 “I am surprised you found me.” You look away from him, cringing at his overjoyed demeanor before turning to back to face him.  The fact that he was standing right in front of you made your stomach start to do flips. He had to show up now! After you already made a life here. One that you would not give up that easily.

 “We have been looking for you since you left. The team wanted me to give up hope.” He walks closer to you with his arms out, waiting for you to hug him. Rather than accept his invitation for a hug, you back away from him. Finally, he gets the hint and lowers his arms but not before you catch the glare that flashes on his face.  

 “I love it here. You know I always wanted to go to London.” Pulling off you gloves; you stuff them in your coat pocket. Your hands were starting to become sweaty. They were also starting to shake.

 “We could have taken a trip to London if you wanted to go that bad.” Barry smiles weakly, trying to make light of the situation.

 Knowing Barry wouldn’t understand, you grow silent. You had nothing to tell him. He wouldn’t like what you said anyway. How could you explain you had a new life? One without him. He would be devastated. You did not want to break his heart any more than you already did when you left.

 “Well, you’re here. Now what?” Barry demands, irritated by your lack of communication. Hopefully nobody passing by could hear him. He tightens his hands into fists and starts pacing, faster and faster, picking up speed. Within seconds, he takes off down the alley, leaving you in a cloud of dust.

 Barry would be back any second and his absence wasn’t enough for you to calm down. You needed to get out of there before something happened. Once he returns, you cut him off before he can start talking. “This was nice but I have to go now.” You were going to be late. You were already cutting it close by getting out of the car in the first place. 

“You need to change if you are going to be here any longer.” You state, matter-of-factly before turning around to leave him once again. You hoped he wouldn’t stay. He was already starting to ruin everything and he had only been there for a few minutes. You are not more than a few steps from him when you look over your shoulder. “Stop using your powers.”  

Before exiting the alley, you look around again. Rumors would be started if somebody you knew saw you in an alley. You shove your hands in your pockets to hide them from anyone walking by. Trying to calm your nerves, you feel for your rings and run your fingers over your them. The walk to the bakery takes about fifteen minutes. Barely enough time for you to get to your office before Alfie comes looking for you to give you an update from his early morning rounds.

 As you arrive at the bakery, your hands are finally back to normal. Running into Barry totally messed up your morning routine. Unlocking your office door, you throw your purse onto the couch. Without taking off your coat, you head straight to the filing cabinet, pulling out some paperwork. You walk over to your chair and sit down, spinning around to face the desk. You let out a shriek when you find Barry sitting in a chair on the other side of your desk. All your papers fly around the room. Barry instantaneously hands them back to you. He takes his seat again as you stare at him in surprise. He was literally screaming at you a few minutes ago.

 “What are you doing?” You whisper, hoping Alfie did not hear you scream. “You can’t be here.”

 “Y/N.” He reaches for your hand but you scoot back in your chair. His voice is softer this time. “Please come back with me.”

 “I can’t.” Actually, you didn’t want to go back. Crossing your arms, you lean back in your chair, trying to increase the distance between the two of you. “I have a life here. I don’t have to worry about fighting crime. The only things I have to do here are go to work and then go home and relax.” You smile at him. “It’s nice. I don’t have to be on edge worrying about saving the city every five minutes.”

 “If that is the only problem, then you can quit fighting crime and leave it up to me.” He moves his chair closer to the desk. “Why didn’t you tell me you felt this way?” Once again, you let silence fill the air, you were already done with this conversation earlier. Maybe he thought the next words he said were what you wanted to hear. “I miss you.” Barry whispers.

 You sigh, picking up a pen and tapping it on the edge of the desk. Doing your best to distract yourself before you start crying. “I can’t just get up and leave. This is not that simple.” Waving your arms around. As if right on cue, your office door swings open. “Love, I need you to- “ Alfie freezes at the door, holding a stack of paper. “Who is this?” He asks, very curious as to why a man would be in your office. 

Once again, you think of an excuse. The one for Ollie was easy. He would believe whatever you told him. But for Alfie, you didn’t want to be lying to him in the first place. If he ever figured out what was going on with you. Let’s just say that you didn’t want to be on his bad side. How long would you be able to keep this up? This was not going well. “He is an applicant.” You state, sitting up straighter in your chair, and dragging yourself closer to the desk so Alife wouldn’t think anything was wrong. “You know…the position we put in the paper a few weeks ago. I guess he thought we were taking too long to choose applicants to interview.”

Looking down, you pretend to read his name. “This is Bartholomew Allen.” You look back up at Alfie to make sure he isn’t about to explode since there was an unknown man in your office. To your dismay, Barry speaks up. “I really need this job, Ms.-“

“She is Mrs. Solomons.” Alfie interrupts him, putting emphasis on the word Mrs. He always wanted people to know you were married to him and show you off. Turning your chair, you remain focused on Alfie. The pen you were holding slips out of your hand and to the floor, rolling under your desk. Leaning down to look under the desk, you lay your head on your knees trying to take a quick rest before picking up the pen. You really wanted to hide.  Alfie seems to thinking you are taking too long looking for the pen. “Everything alright, Y/N?”

 “Yes.” You squeak as you move back your chair to sit up straight. This whole interaction was going to be one hundred times more awkward now that Barry found out you were married. You can’t even look at him, knowing that he would feel betrayed by you for marrying another man.

 Alfie turns his attention to Barry. “We were going to start calling for interviews tomorrow. We can give you an interview time today since you are here now.” You turn back to your desk still not making eye contact. You grab the first piece of paper you see to write down the time and his name. “Um...th-the.” You clear your throat. Get it together, Y/N! “The interviews are set for the 16th. What time would you like to come in?” You stare at the paper waiting for him to answer. “Nine thirty would be fine.” As you write down Barry’s information, your hand starts to vibrate. The anxiety from your ex-boyfriend sitting in front of you and your husband still at the door was getting to you.

 Alfie knew nothing about your powers and you wanted to keep it that way. Thankfully he was too far away to notice anything was going on with your hand. Barry’s information ends up looking like chicken scratch when you are done.

 Finally, you look up at Barry and your heart sinks. The pain in his eyes is too much for you to bear. You stand up to shake his hand while trying to control the shaking in your hand and your tears. “Th-Thank you, Mr. Allen.” Clearing your throat again. “I will see you on the 16th. Do you need me to show you the way out?”

 “No. I will find it on my own.” The sound of his voice is like a knife through your heart.

 After Barry and Alfie leave your office, you take out a new piece of paper to write his information again. Closing your eyes, you lean back in your chair trying to calm down your body so can get back to normal. It’s not like I could have contacted him all that time and tell him I moved on. He should have moved on too. Four years! Why didn’t he give up already?

  This time there is a knock on your door. Opening your eyes, you slowly exhale, hoping it isn’t Barry again. “Yeah?” You answer wearily, looking at the door. It opens and Alfie walks back in. “I didn’t tell you about this morning.” You stand up walking over to him. “I know, we got interrupted.” He gives you a kiss and you walk over to the couch. He follows you, helping you take off your coat and hanging it up. He sits down next to you. While Alfie begins to talk, you try to forget about Barry.

tag: @primaba11erina @marvel-is-a-mood

[naruyh]

Stark Boys: full black suit

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A Good Man

[crystalpistol]

“If you behave, Reek, you might join me this evening when I visit Y/N in the kennels.” Ramsay proposed, smiling sadistically when Theon expressed a great joy in the thought of seeing you, his lover from Winterfell, alive again.

Ramsay knew that with you in his hands, Theon would completely submit to him not only for his own sake, but for yours.

[reidandweep]

Greyjoy by Blood. Stark by Heart.

Theon Greyjoy x Reader (female)

A/N- Well, I had a feeling this was going to happen to him. But a small part of me wished that they would have let him survive until the end. Theon Greyjoy, you are an amazing character. Alfie Allen, you are truly under appreciated for the amazing portrayal and work on this show. Thank you Theon. You are redeemed.

Word Count- 2267 words.

Warnings- death, angst, murder, spoilers (bit late now), and more sing song/poetry at the end.

PART 1

One.

The undead had broken through the Dothraki and Unsullied defence.

Two.

They had climbed the walls. Killing many loved ones along the way.

Three.

The White walkers had gotten passed the castle and headed towards the Godswood. Heading towards Bran.

Four.

Theon was at the Godswood. Having sworn to protect Bran. To protect him from the Night King, the White Walkers, the Undead. From any form of harm.

Five.

Y/N was there too. Promising to protect her brother. It was destined for her to be there.

They were unaware of who they had lost. Of who they were to lose.

Y/N stood to the side of Theon, a sword sheathed onto her side, and her spear secured onto her back. Theon and his men armed with bows and arrows. They had to make do with what they had.

“Waste no arrows. Shoot wisely and calculated.” Theon instructed his soldiers.

She looked to her side, etching Theon’s appearance into her memory. She wanted to remember how he looked and on the day that may be there last.

She thought about the night before. How she had finally been reunited with her family. How, even though the inevitable doom was before them, she was able to smile and laugh. Reminiscing about the good memories they had growing up. Archery training with the boys, sewing with Sansa, secret sword training with Arya. Personal moment with Theon. She thought about them all.

Theon could feel he stare. Training his gaze into hers, he tried to show a smile. But he couldn’t. He could feel it deep within his soul that both of them would not make it back to the castle.

“Theon?”

He took a deep breath.

“Yeah?”

“Do you remember what you told me a few weeks before everything went wrong, all those years ago?”

Theon smiled. He could remember it so clearly.

“I found you, sulking on the window sill. You were upset because the Lannister’s were visiting, and you had just become ready to bear children.”

The woman laughed at his words. She had been so embarrassed at the time.

“You told me how you could not bear the thought of being married off. That if you could you would marry me so that you could stay in Winterfell.”

“And do you remember what you said back?”

Stepping closer towards her, his expression became softer. “I said I would marry you that afternoon if you wanted to. That I would marry you and you could stills stay in Winterfell. So I could still see you everyday.”

Y/N placed her hands onto his chest.

“I lied to you.”

Theon placed his hands on her waist. Confusion settled over his features.

Tears collected in Y/N’s eyes.

‘I wouldn’t have married you to stay in Winterfell. I would have married you because I loved you.”

Tears sprung into his own. He could not believe what she was saying.

‘And even after everything now, I still do.”

Y/N’s tears fell freely down her face.

“I forgive you Theon.”

He may not have been the man he was when they first met, but he had proven himself to be a new Theon; with some of the same loveable qualities as the old. A Theon that had been forgiven by her siblings. Who was no longer thirsty for acceptance, or power. But determined to help his family. His real family. To redeem himself. Whatever it took.

“I forgave you long ago. I forgave you when you were taken by that Bolton bastard. I forgave you when you saved Sansa. I forgave you when you went back for Yara. When you went back to Jon. And I forgave you when we both came home.”

Theon’s throat caught his cries; trying to not let the tears fall.

Y/N placed her hand onto his face, bringing their heads together. She breathed deeply, guiding Theon to calm his own breaths.

Leaning away, Y/N still held onto his face.

“I love you too.” He replied.

She smiled, although it was sad.

“Listen to me Theon.”

He stared deeply into her eyes, his hands squeezing her waist.

“You have proven yourself to be a better man than you thought you were. Whilst you may not forgive yourself for what you did, others do. Yara, Arya, Jon, Rickon, Bran, Father, Sansa, Robb, and Me. We all forgive you. Your family forgive you. You have a future to build with your family. I cannot let you lose what you have worked so hard to repair.”

Tears rolled freely down Theon’s face.

When she had met Theon, he was a scared young boy who felt betrayed by his father and out of place amongst the Starks. As he grew older alongside herself and her siblings, she saw his fear turn to anger and arrogance. Projecting the anger through his actions. From what started as using women to release his anger,  it turned to going against his family.

“I forgive you for the times you would pull my hair to get me angry. I forgive you for the times you would wind me up and belittle me because I always beat you in archery training.”

A smile graced his face. Theon sniffled.

“You are Greyjoy by blood and Stark by heart, Theon. Do not forget that.”

Theon crashed their lips together. Fearing that this may be their last embrace. Screeches were heard across the threshold. Getting closer and closer.

Their pair broke from each other. Theon gripped Y/N’s hips, before letting go.

The pair took their stance, ready to fight the undead. Ready to protect Bran. Ready to protect Winterfell.

“Arm you weapons!” Theon commanded.

Y/N unsheathed the sword from her side.

“Light them on fire!”

The screeches were nearer, their shadows getting closer.

Closer. Closer. Until-

“Attack!”

The undead came barrelling through the trees, throwing their bodies at the soldiers around them.

Arrows flew into the body of the undead, slowly knocking them down.

Y/N could not just stand there as Theon and the soldiers rained down their arrows.

Raising her sword, Y/N yelled out a cry. Running towards the oncoming herd.

Theon had heard of how dangerous Kytestone was with a sword. Knowing that Y/N was Kytestone, still did not prepare him for what he witnessed.

With expert precision, Y/N sliced through the bodies. Swinging her sword as though it was as light as a feather. Keeping them back for as long as possible, she saw their soldiers fall also.  Gaining momentum, she slid on her knees between the crowd of the whites and towards Theon. Her sword decapitating the legs and lower bodies of those in her way.

Pushing herself to her feet, she caught sight of Theon. He had no arrows.

“Theon! Catch!”

Pulling the spear from her back, she threw the base to Theon; catching it just in time to pierce through an undead running towards him.

One by one, the Ironborn helping them fell down. All until only Theon and Y/N was left to defend Bran. They continued to fight the whites, the two defeating many of the hundreds surrounding them. All of a sudden, appearing out of nowhere, a white collided into Y/N, throwing her body to the ground. Her head hit the floor, disorientating her vision and actions.

“Get off me, you cunt!” she cried.

The Eunuch turned quickly towards Y/N, stabbing the white on top of her; flinging it away from the trio.

As he crouched down towards her the whites stopped moving. Stilling in their steps.

Ripping the fabric of the trouser of a dead soldier nearby, Theon held it to Y/N’s head.

Taking a look around, they saw that the white’s movements had ceased. Catching the gaze of the looming figures appearing through the crowd.

Quickly turning back to Y/N, Theon placed her hand where the cloth was situated on her head. Picking her up, he placed her next to Bran.

“Do not move. I mean it, Y/N. You are already hurt, and I cannot fight knowing that you could collapse into a white at any moment.”

Cries left the woman’s mouth.

“Theon you can’t do this alone.”

He leaned forward, placing a small kiss on Y/N’s tear streaked mouth.

“But I will.”

Standing up, he picked up the spear, turning to face the Night King and his White Walkers.

“Theon.”

Theon faced Bran. Fear coursing through his body. He watched as the younger Stark stared blankly towards the Greyjoy. Waiting for his words. Bran knew. He knew that this was the end.

“You’re a good man.”

And so, did Theon.

Once again, tears spilled from Theon’s eyes. Not because he knew he was going to die. But more so for the tears falling from Y/N’s eyes and the cries from her mouth.

Grabbing her brother’s chair, Y/N pulled herself to stand. Still disorientated from the knock on her head, but also because of the pain in her chest.

“Theon, don’t do this. Please.”

Theon looked between Y/N and the ground. His tears continuing to fall. Lifting his face, once more, he looked into the eyes of Y/N Stark.

“I love you Y/N Stark. And if we were to meet in another life, I promise to make you a Greyjoy.

He ignored her continued pleads, twisting to face the Night King once more.

Theon lifted his spear. Gripping the weapon securely between his hands, Theon ran towards the Night King, a piercing scream leaving his throat as he moved.

As though in slow motion, as Theon reached the Night King, the frozen monsters grasped the spear from Theon. Splitting it in half, he plunged the broken spear into the Greyjoy’s stomach, watching as he sunk to his knees.

Y/N watched in horror as Theon fell to the ground. His body twitched, before becoming still.

“NO!”

She watched as the Night King stepped over Theon. Y/N wanted to go to him. But she would not leave Bran.

“Bran. You did not show me this! Why did you show me everything but this?”

She screamed as she glanced at her brother.

“Because this is what is meant to be.”

She looked back at the Night King as he walked closer towards them.

Pushing herself to stand upright. Y/N gripped onto her sword.

Taking a deep breath, a tear rolled down her frozen cheek.

A murderous scream left her throat as she ran towards the Night King.

Ready to die. To die for Bran. For Winterfell. For Theon. Ready to die just like Theon was.

Raising her sword, she aimed to strike. But her body was too slow. Too disorientated to control her movements. As she lifted her sword, the Night King hurled her towards the floor. Her sword thrown, falling to lay beside Theon.

The Night King stepped closer towards her.

Y/N had accepted her fate. Waiting for the inevitable blow.

Suddenly, a distant scream was heard.

She watched in horror and amazement as her sister, Arya, appeared out of nowhere to strike the King. But he turned. Just in time to grab her throat in his hand.

She could not bear to see her sister and Theon die. But Y/N should have known to never under estimate a Stark. Especially her little sister Arya. For as the knife fell out of her left hand, Arya caught it with her right. Stabbing the Night King in the heart. They watched as one by one, the white walkers and the undead disintegrated into ice and snow.

Silence.

With baited breath, Y/N waited to know there was no longer any threat.

Scrounging to her feet, she stumbled towards Theon.

Falling to the floor, Y/N pulled his body unto her lap. Cradling him back and forth as tears flowed from her eyes.

“You can’t die Theon. You can’t. You just can’t leave! I came back. I forgave you. I love you. Please wake up Theon. WAKE UP THEON!”

No response.

Wiping away her tears, Y/N sniffled. Leaning down, she placed a kiss onto his lips. They were already so cold.

“I love you and forgive you Theon Greyjoy. Greyjoy by blood, Stark by heart, remember.”

Arya and Bran watched on as their sister’s heart broke before them.

And for the first time in years, Bran shed a tear.

Not as the Three Eyed Raven. But as Bran; mourning his sister’s loss. Mourning the loss of his sister. For she may be here physically, emotionally, she would never be the same.

Though the air around her was already cold, Y/N had felt the warmth in her heart dissipate. For so long she had fought over her feelings for the man. Once she had seen him, she knew she had forgiven him. But she just had to know that he had truly changed. And he had. The old Theon would have never sacrificed himself just how he had done now.

No hesitance. No second thought.

For Theon would do anything for the Starks. He would have done anything to keep Y/N alive.

And when he had looked at Bran, and when Bran said those words, he knew.

He was doing the right thing.

For the one’s we have loved, And the one’s we have lost. For the one’s whom are feeling alone. To Lyanna and Jorah Mormont, And Eddison of the Nightswatch. To Qhono, Beric and those deaths not shown. The Night King is now gone, And so is Theon. But what’s of the battle for the Iron Throne? As Cersei sneaks upon, Those who will fight to live on. To tell the story of the Game of Thrones.

Here’s to the lives lost in the Game of Thrones.

[justauthoring]

Another Chance [T.G.]

Request: Please write for my fave, Theon!! Maybe the reader is a Stark (older than Sansa but younger than Robb & Jon), they’ve always been pining for each other since he first stepped into Winterfell and they reunite (maybe set in Season 8, up to you!!!) and it could either be super angsty and emotional or maybe have an alternate ending for Theon?

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Word Count: 606

One face you never thought you see again is his. For a long time you hadn’t wanted to.

You thought, if you ever did, you’d feel anger. You’d feel betrayal because by any rights, that’s what he’d done. Betray you and your family after giving him a home to grow up in, 

But all you truly felt was this sense of emptiness, or rather, that emptiness being filled. It was hard to describe, the words stuck on your tongue. Seeing him felt like home, which was the opposite of anything you’d ever expect to feel around him after all he’d done. It felt like this hole inside of you had been filled, this piece of you that you’ve been searching for for years and here it was.

Right before you.

In the form of someone you never expected.

It a lot of ways, it made sense. Before everything had gone astray, Theon and you had been close. More than that. You’d been... friends, family, and everything in between. He’d been cocky, annoying and could be completely aggravating in moments; but all the same, he’d been someone you’d found solace in. Someone who had been yours.

Then, you’d lost him and you never thought you’d find him again. Yet, here he was.

“Theon...”

He turns, noticing you for the first time. The others around you seem to fade away and all you can seem to do is focus on him as your eyes meet his. It’s like you can’t tear your gaze away.

He seems nervous, more than that, terrified. His lips part, but it’s clear he doesn’t not what to say or how to phrase it. All that leaves his lips in your name in a hushed, breathless whisper much like your own. He looks different all the while he looked the same. There was this calm in his gaze, this sense of peace like he’d finally found his place in the world after all these years of feeling like an outcast.

It shouldn’t, but it filled you with relief.

And you can’t explain. You really can’t. But, all of a sudden, your legs are moving and you’re racing towards him. This man, no longer a boy, who you haven’t seen in years and has betrayed your family countless times but also saved your sister and has redeemed his mistakes plenty enough. You shouldn’t, but you do, and your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him close and this sense of warmth floods you.

Your home, you think. Realize. You family, your brothers and sisters were home but there’d always been a piece missing. Theon was your home too and he was finally here, in your arms, in your grasp, and it finally felt like this was where you were supposed to be.

That you were right where you belonged.

And at first Theon’s shocked, you can tell. His arms hover by his side and it’s clear he doesn’t know what to make of this. He probably expected you to hate him by all accounts. Despise him and everything he’s ever done. And yet, here you are, all but sobbing into his arms, grasping onto him like you never want him to leave and Theon’s shocked but he’s also happy.

He’d thought you’d hate him. And while he’d accepted it, the mere thought filled him with a dread and sadness unexplainable.

Maybe you did hate him, a part of you, maybe. However, you were still here, holding him, crying for him and Theon realizes that despite all the stupid mistakes he’s made in his life, he has another chance. You.

He doesn’t plan to waste it.

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Let me know what you thought?

[obiwns]

beauty. - theon greyjoy x reader drabble

a/n: something soft for theon because i love him and his development :( this was made at like 2 am so it’s all over the place.

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Distant music filled your ears as you stood outside silently, your arms pulling themselves tight against your frame as you watched small snow flurries fall from the sky onto the white ground. Despite the cold, you smiled warmly and turned at the sound of snow being crushed underneath someone’s footsteps.

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You turned your head, your mouth slightly becoming ajar as the person’s features became more clear underneath the light. “Theon,” you greeted. He smiled and dipped his head respectfully. For a moment you were on edge; Theon was always known for his vulgar behavior. Though, the soft smile he gave you seemed far from the usual.

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“Lady (Y/N), you’re missing out on the party inside.” Theon commented, his hands clasping behind his back as he stood beside you. “Although, it does look awfully beautiful out here, doesn’t it?”

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You nodded at his words, “Most certainly, Theon.” His smile only seemed to grow at your comment that didn’t radiate venom or disgust. He was trying to be different and he secretly hoped that you had noticed. Comfortable silence enveloped the both of you.

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“May I ask something bold, Lady (Y/N)?” He asks, turning his attention fully towards you. Inwardly, you gulped. You cursed yourself for being hopeful at the end of Theron’s cruddy behavior. Instead of giving him verbal confirmation, you simply nodded. Nonetheless he seemed pleased that you accepted.

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The Greyjoy took a hesitant step towards you, afraid that you would push him away the second he came near you. “Have you always been this beautiful?” he asks, his eyes slowly scanning your face as if he’s trying to memorize every detail underneath the fire’s light. From the sudden compliment, your face heated up despite the cold weather that surrounded you like a blanket. You turned your head away shyly.

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“Thank you, Theon. But I’m sure ‘always’ is far fetched.” You commented, finally mustering the courage to look him in the eye. His smile turned into a toothy grin as you met his gaze, but he ducked his head, his hand gently wrapping around yours and bringing it to his head.

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“It’s the truth, Lady (Y/N).” He said, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your hand. Theon let go of your hand hesitantly. “I think you’ve always been beautiful.” Once again, your face flushed pink at his words. Who knew Theon Greyjoy could be this suave? He probably learned it from Robb. Theon stood there for a minute, contemplating what to say and what to do, until he heard the distant call of his name.

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“I’m afraid that’s mr,” he chuckled, nervously looked at the ground before looking up at you. “Have a good night, (Y/N).”

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“Goodnight Theon.”

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[imtryingsomething]

Irrational

A/N- This was a really fun request to write. Feel free to send in more. This kinda just took its own life. Hope it turned out decent, feed back is welcome. Sorry if there are any errors. Please like and reblog just don’t repost this claiming it as your own.

Characters- Robb Stark, Theon Greyjoy, Greywind, Gage the kitchen master

Parings- Robb Stark x fem reader

Warnings- violence, slight suggestion of rape(not prominent), angst?, fluff(kinda), blood, injuries. Think that’s it.

The northern air fills your lungs, the scent of pine and fresh snow dance throughout the air. The courtyard rings with life. The scuffing of stone under foot. The baying of hungry dogs. Metal clanging together. The laughter of a lord.

It isn’t your place to gaze so fondly at a lord. Your were just some servant who attended the fires or cleaned the stables or cut fruit for breakfast or did whatever was asked of you. You just couldn’t help it, not many people truly noticed you but he had. He asked you for your name and if you needed help carrying the firewood up the stairs, which of course you said you didn’t. That’s how your ‘relationship’ started, whenever you’d cross paths he’d talk to you. Ask about your day, tell you about his. It felt right but it could never happen.

“Y/N!” Gage, head of kitchens, shouts from across the courtyard, “Come here ya’ small thing. I need you to go out and pick me some wild mushrooms.”

“But wild mushrooms are poisonous.” You give a puzzled look, what in the seven hells does Gage need with toxic mushrooms.

“Not all of ‘em are. Here take this as a guide on what to pick,” he handed you a thick flat red mushroom cap, “You’ll fine ‘em just a ways into the woods. There’s a grove with plenty of ‘em so don’t be shy in pickin’ a big basket full.”

“Fine Gage but if I get in trouble for missing some chore I’m blaming you.” You say sternly, pointing a finger at his chest.

With a laugh he gently pushes you in the direction of the Castle gates. You make your way past the stables where you grab an empty firewood basket. You greet and smile at fellow servants on your walk out of the castle.

You pull your wool cloak tightly around you bracing against the ice wind which isn’t being blocked by the high stone walls anymore. With your free hand you hike up you long skirts in the deep snow. How can mushrooms grow in such weather? You think bitterly as you almost fall face first into the snow.

You finally reach the grove and Gage was right it’s covered in the red mushroom caps. The sunlight filters through the tree tops and the grove feels so peaceful, like another world. You start to quickly pick the fungi not wanting to stay in the cold much longer. Your basket is near full when you first hear it. The hard snap of a tree branch. The crunch of snow underfoot.

Suddenly the grove didn’t seem as peaceful. Looking around into the forest trying to spot the source of the sound. You spot the rustling of a bush not too far away. Turning to walk back towards the castle, your stomach is churning and your heart racing. The rustling gets louder and you run.

Cloak flying out behind you with the wind. Your skirts gets caught underneath you. Stumbling forward mushrooms soar through the trees as you fall. Snow blocks your vision as you turn onto your back. Wiping away the ice they come in around you.

Your heart is in your throat. You try scrambling backwards to get away. The wildlings just laugh at your febal attempt at escaping.

“Why looky what we’ve caught here. A little castle rat.” Sneered a foul man, grinning to show stained teeth.

“She looks so juicy. Do they feed you good there in the castle, Rat?” Taughted the wild woman.

“Please I don’t...I don’t have anything of..of value.” You stammer out.

“I’m sure you don’t but a woman has other things to offer.” The foul man smirks in disgusting pleasure.

Suddenly two of them are on you grabbing your arms. You kick out your legs and shout. Screams tear from your throat as the foul man takes out a knife.

“HELP!!!” Bounces off the trees and birds take flight in fear.

“Hold her still will ya’” complained the foul man.

The wildling woman is ripped from your right arm in a series of snarls. Her screams are drowned out by hot blood. The heavy clanking of metal can be heard quickly approaching. Filthy hands yank you upwards, burning cold iron digs into your throat. You can feel the trickle of blood.

In front of you are two horses both carrying armored riders. One with the famous auburn curls.

“I suggest letting her go if you value your head.” Robb angrily yells dismounting, sword in hand.

“She’s the only thing separating me from your steel.” His rancid breath sears the inside of you nostrils.

Robb takes a tentative step forward, Greywind snarling at the wildlings. Your eyes catch his. The iron presses deeper causeing you to bend your head farther back against the wildling. Theons bow is notched and aimed towards the other wildling man.

Nothing good is going to come about in your current predicament. Slowly raising your booted right foot you slam it down onto the grotesque mans foot. Groaning in pain he lessens his grip on you enough for you to pull to the left falling down. Blood stains the snow around you, the knife had cut across your neck as you pulled away. A whistle and thud-a whistle and thud follow after you hit the snow. Both of the remaining wildlings lay twisted in their own filth and blood.

A flurry of snow washes over you and a pair of gloved hand gently lift you to sit. Blue eyes look over your face and neck. A leather thumb brushes against your cheek collecting tears you didn’t know had fallen. His other hand gingerly presses on you wound. You wince at the painfull contact. Scanning the scene you spot the three wildlings, the two horses, Theon Greyjoy nudging the dead with his boot, Greywind lapping at the fresh blood, and the mushrooms strung about.

“My mushrooms.” You sigh dejected.

A low chuckle comes deep from within Robbs chest, “Mushroom? That’s what you’re worried about? After all this?” He gestures around you.

“Gage isn’t going to be happy about not getting his mushrooms.” You state a small smile tugging at your lips.

“I am sure Gage will understand. Now come on lets get you looked at.”

You ride infront of Robb, his arms pressing into you sides as he grips the reins. You lean back against his chest, matching his steady breaths. Your gashes bleeding subsidies at some point on the ride back to the castle. Theon cracks a few tasteless jokes about the wildlings and how Greywind wouldn’t need dinner tonight. You and Robb just roll your eyes at him.

Ridding back through the grounds past the kitchen where Gage peeks out. His face immediately twisted into concern and shock.

“Y/N what happened? Little one are you ok?”

Robb slowes the horse down a tad for Gage.

“I’m fine Gage, it’s nothing. But I do have some dreadful news.” False sorrow weaves throughout your words.

Eyebrows pinch together, eyes pleading, “What is it?”

“I don’t have your mushrooms.” A mischievous smirk works it way onto your face.

“To the Old Ones! Child you worried me to death!” Gage says clutching his chest.

Robb chuckles behind you, “I do need to get her to the Grand Maester.” Kicking his horse into a faster pace.

“Of course, get better fast little one. I still need my mushrooms!” Gage half shouts.

The Grand Maester looks you over making sure that there weren’t any other major injuries. You only have a few minor scraps and cuts from the few rocks sticking out of the snow. He bandages the cut on you neck and puts some sort of herb pulp onto it in case of infection.

“You are going to need to come back tomorrow so I may change the dressing.” The Maester orders before releasing you.

You and Robb walk down the castle halls silent for a time. Just enjoying each other after such a stressful day. Robb stops grabbing your upper arm gently.

“Are you alright?” He asks looking deep into you eyes, searching for any sign that you’re not.

“Of course I’m not. I was just attacked by wildlings, who were then killed. But that doesn’t mean I won’t be fine in the near future.” You respond truthfully, giving his arm a reassuring squeeze.

“So that means if I do something a bit irrational you won’t hit me?” He bit his bottom lip waiting for your answer.

“Depends on what that something is.”

His eyes flicker down to you lips. Reading his mind you rock forward onto you toes and press your lips together. His hands go to your waist while yours wrap around his neck. The kiss is full of unspoken feelings. It’s tender and sweet with a pinch of lust from you.

After a too short of a time you both have to pull away for air. He presses his forehead against yours, a bashful smile graces your lips. His thumb strokes you hip wanting to pull you as close as possible. That’s when you know it’s the true beginning of your relationship together.

[fandomnom]

Imagine: Isaac Hempstead Wright

Isaac has had a crush on you for a while now and the crew finally found out.While in a interview the interviewer asks "So Y/N is gorgeous isn't she? She has developed so much since season 1 and now she's your lover how does it feel?" Isaac starts to make a hand movement (gif above) and begins to say "I think she is absolutely amazing and she has developed super well ever since season 1.If you ever get to talk to her she's like so magnetic because she makes alot of eye contact and genuine listens to who she conversate with that may be one of the many reasons we have good chemistry on the show.Everyone on the show are basically in love with her,there are so many guys on the set that find her attractive because she doesn't use effort to be beautiful it's natural.".......

2 days later....

While on a red carpet event Isaac and the guys are taking photos then one of them say "I bet you would want Y/N to be here." The guys start to giggle and smile.(gif below)

Isaac nudges them as he starts to blush then he freezes when he sees you in a red dress with heels on smiling for the cameras. You see Isaac and start to smile making him freeze for a moment then run off.Nathalie asks you "Isaac knows you know he has a crush on you right?" You nod and say "Most definitely." You guys giggle and continue the event....

Maisie is an interview when she says "I love this show as much as Isaac loves Y/N!!." Her and one of the co stars start to laugh.(gif below)

She then says "Maybe Isaac loves her more then he loves oxygen that woman is his dream." They start to laugh again and she says "I love making fun of him but still love you bud",then she looks into the camera....

While at comic con....

Alfie is at comic con and one of the fans ask "Is it true Isaac has a crush on Y/N?" Alfie laughs and says "Do we need food in order to survive on earth?" (Gif below)

The whole crowd laughs and Isaac looks on giggling then walks off quietly....

Kit sits with gals laughing and smiling after he purposefully makes you sit next to Isaac.(gif below)

As you sit next to Isaac you ask "Is it true you have a crush in me Isaac?" Isaac nods yes and says "I guess the cast made that obvious when they made fun of me as much as they could." You start to laugh and say "Well I wouldn't mind going out on a date with you,just ask me." Isaac turns to face you and asks "Y/N, Y/L/N may you go on a date with me one day?" You nod smiling then kiss his cheek then he grabs your hands.

1 year later...

Your character stands behind Bran and asks "What are those things?"(gif below)

Bran says "They're white walkers my love." You say "We should get the rest of the people." Bran nods then gets on a horse and grabs your hand pulling you up then you grab his waist and you two ride off to warn the rest...

Requested by: @likeapinkocean hope you enjoy 💖💖

[multi-fandom-fanfiction]

That Should Be Me

Based on the acoustic version of That should be me by Justin Bieber (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FELP3UafXg0)

Everybody's laughing in my mind Rumors spreading 'bout this other guy

Theon walked passed a group of ladies as he walked into the feasting hall to join the crowd. Their laughter caused an unsettling feeling in his stomach as he tuned his ears to hear their conversation. "Did you hear about Lady Y/N and Lord Stephon," A girl in the group with red hair asked? "Yes but it can not be true she was betrothed to the Greyjoy boy," A woman in the group with Blonde hair denied. "I heard she got her father to end the betrothal when she found out he was a frequent visitor to the whore house so he could see Ros," A woman with black hair in their group says. "It would be the best thing for her she is far better than Ned Stark's ward and look at Lady Stark with Lord Hades they are definitely together," The last girl in the group said. The other girls agreed laughing again. It was true Theon had felt like the luckiest man in the seven kingdoms and beyond when he discovered you felt the same for him as he did for you. He was happier when your father approved the wedding knowing you two were happily in love but Theon knew he made a series of terrible decisions. He would go to the whore house visit Ros then leave. He never expected you to find out but you did. Now he heard rumors from men and women alike that you and Lord Stephon Hades were seeing one another and it killed Theon to think of another man making you happy. It drove him mad. He knew he was an idiot and everyone else did too now they all laughed at him or at least they did in his head.

Do you do what you did when you did with me?

You had the biggest smile on your face as you readied your horse. You tied the picnic basket up and turned towards your new lover. "I have the perfect place to picnic," You announce. "Is that so love," He tested? "Yes you will love it, my love," You say glee evident in your voice. "I can't wait if I am with you I know I will enjoy it," He replied a smile stretching across his face. You looked around before quickly pressing a short kiss to his lips. That moment Theon's heart shattered. His eyes began to water and it took everything he had to hold back the sobs. The Greyjoy was heartbroken not only were you were in love with another, affectionate with another, you were also doing everything you and the young ward did together with your new love interest.

Warning this next part is a bit mature if you are uncomfortable about sexual situations please skip to the next part.

Does he love you the way I can?

Theon couldn't help but notice the small blue, black, and purple bruise on your neck as you leaned down to encourage your younger brother and Theon was standing to the side next to Robb and Jon. It brought Theon's thoughts to the memories of you under him clawing at his back as you practically screamed his name. Your panting moans as you begged Theon to make love to you when his fingers were deep inside you or his head was buried deep in between you legs. The way your fingers felt as they trailed up through his hair or the way they felt as you held Theon's hands during your passion. The ways your eyes looked as they boor into Theon's. The way your lips parted moans slipping through them as he pushed you over the edge. You hands gripping the mattress, toes curling, and back leaving the bed. Theon thought of how well he pleased you how much he missed pleasing you. He wondered if Lord Hades loved you as good as he could or did he leave you barely satisfied maybe not satisfied at all.

Did you forget all the plans that you made with me? 'Cause baby I didn't

The life you both dreamed of playing over and over in Theon's head. All the plans you created were like honey in his brain sticking and refusing to leave. The moment Lord Stephon asked you to marry him in front of everyone who attended your name day feast you threw your arms around him and accepted squealing yes. Like all of you and your fathers' ward's plans and dreams were forgotten. Did you even remember the nights you would lay in the Greyjoy's arms your head laid softly on his chest fingers tracing random shapes on his nude chest while his fingers ran through your hair talking about how many children you would have would they be sons or daughters what their names would be or how you would decorate your shared chambers in Winterfell and Pike even what your wedding ceremony and feast would be like Theon wondered. It drove him psychotic how could you forget the love you shared when he couldn't even forget how you would want lemon cakes at your wedding instead of the typical pigeon pie.

That should be me Holdin' your hand That should be me Makin' you laugh That should be me That should be me Holdin' your hand That should be me Makin' you laugh That should be me This is so sad That should be me

You giggled softly as he leaned down as whispered something in your ear. His hand was tightly in yours as you both stood next to your mother and father watching as Bran and Arya ran from little Rickon who was it in their game of tag. That should be me Theon thought. I should be holding her hand. I should making her laugh. This is tragic why couldn't I have seen it sooner my need for her. Were the only thoughts running through your previous fiances head.

That should be me That should be me Feelin' your kiss That should be me Buyin' you gifts This is so wrong

You and the lord were walking through the market hand in hand. Theon hadn't known you two were going to be there he went into Wintertown for a new sword but he regretted it now. Watching you stop to admire a beautiful necklace. Your new fiance passed a coin to the merchant before taking the necklace from your hands motioning for you to turn around. He took one hand to move your hair and wrapped the necklace around your neck clasping it. He placed a small kiss to your neck before letting your hair fall back to its previous position. You turned back to him. "Thank you I love it it is gorgeous," You ramble before your future husband cut you off with a loving long passionate kiss. No no no Theon wanted to yell like a child throwing a fit when there mother told them they couldn't have another cookie. This was all wrong Theon thought to himself. That should be him buying you things kissing you for all to see. There was no doubt in the young lord's mind that that should be him.

I can't go on 'Til you believe that That should be me

"Baby please you don't love him you know it should be us getting married you know its true," The ward pleaded with you as he stood in your chambers. "How dare you I love Lord Stephon I used to love you Theon I truly did I was like a child on the morning of there name day when it came to our marriage but you hurt me and I found a solace in his arms Theon and there is nothing you can say or do I forgive you I do but I can love you no longer so please leave Stephon will be here any moment to accompany to Sansa's name day feast," You lecture. Theon sulked out the door. He would rather be dead than not have you in his arms. Theon decided at that moment he would stop at nothing to have you again.

You said you needed a little time For my mistakes It's funny how you use that time To have me replaced

You walked around the corner in search of your fiance when you saw him pressing a redhead up against the wall. There hands were running up and down each others body. His tongue was down her throat. Tears fell from your eyes. "Theon," You sob. He pulled away from the whore. "Baby," Theon started but couldn't finish as you bolted away. Theon hot on your trails. You slammed the thick wooden door and threw yourself on your bed. you heard the door open. You didn't bother looking up knowing it was Theon. He sat at the bottom of your bed not saying anything just rubbing your back as you sobbed. When you regained your composer you sat up and sniffled. "Why What did I do was I not enough was I not good enough," You asked? "No you are perfect if we're both being honest you're too good for me," Theon reassured. "Then why," You ask? "I don't know but I do know I am sorry and I won't do it again," Your betrothed answered reaching for your hand. "Do you take me for a fool," You asked yanking your hand from his slight grasp. "Of course not you are the smartest woman I know," The Greyjoy answered his brow scrunching alerting to his confusion. "Then you know I would never fall for that," You growl. "I am being honest," He tries to reason. "Theon you can't even give me a reason you know what that's means you don't love me which means you will do it again," You explain. Theon looked down at his hand guilt taking over. "Theon can you leave please," You asked? "Baby can we please work this out," He asked? "Maybe right now I just need a little time," You answer. He nodded before standing up and leaving. That moment haunted him. The moment he lost you. At that moment he was a small child overly optimistic. He figured you would forgive him and you guys would get married and live happily ever after like the fairy tales Old Nan told you. Theon found ridiculous but you loved them so he listened to them. Yet he realized you took that time not to forgive him or comes to term with his betrayal but instead used it to replace him. It was funny in a way. He actually thought he could get away with how bad he hurt you now you were hurting him every time he saw the two of you in love. It was funny in a way he cheated on you with some irrelevant whore from a whore house now you were replacing him and marrying some rich lord.

Did you think that I wouldn't see you out at the movies? What you doin' to me? You're takin' him where we used to go Now if you're tryna break my heart It's working 'cause you know that

You were sitting there by the weirwood tree your feet in the pond. Your head was resting on Stephon's shoulder. His arm was draped around you. Theon was sent by your mother to fetch you for your wedding gown fitting. He stopped dead in his track when he saw you two. That was your thing. You would meet there at sundown set in that exact same position and watch the sun go down and the stars come out. He felt like he got punched in the gut. He could of swore his heart stopped. Tears pooled in his eyes. He was never emotional person but seeing you and him it was killing him. His heart was in a million pieces. What are you doing to him Balon Greyjoys son thought. The only thing he knew for sure was if your mission was to crush his heart you were succeeding.

That should be me Holdin' your hand That should be me Makin' you laugh That should be me This is so sad That should be me

You sat with your family at the high table. Stephon was placed at your side his hand in yours. Though your family was there you looked at him like you use to look at the Iron Islander. Like he was the only one in the room. Your smile was the perfect accessory to your already stunning appearance. The young lord had a smile on his face and glint in his eye that made the future lord of the Iron Islands sick. He shifted his glare to you before softening his gaze. He doubted you could look any more beautiful but he was proven wrong when the man you were marrying said something that caused you to throw your head back and bellow in laughter. You looked truly ravishing. It killed Theon that was suppose to be him. Everyone was suppose to be arriveing to celebrate you and Theon becomeing one. It was tragic to watch. Theon knew you belonged with him. You were blinded by your pain to see how much you still truely loved him.

That should be me Feelin' your kiss That should be me Buyin' you gifts

You were playing with you little siblings when Lord Stephon walked out to the courtyard. You ran to him and pressed you soft lips on his rough lips. When you pulled away he placed his hands on your hips. "I have something for you love," He tells you. "What," You asked happily. He looked up and motioned to his squire who carried out a lilac dress that had silver features. It was house Hades colors. You gasped as you marveled at the beauty. You took the dress from his squire. "I can not thank you enough, my love," You thank standing on your tip toes and kissing him. When you pulled apart you said goodbye and went off to put the newest gift away. Theon who had watched the whole thing a look of distaste and anger firm on his face. Theon hissed when he fealt the practice sword hit his shoulder. "What was that," He yelped faceing your older brother. "Maybe stopping stalking my little sister and you might actually be able to beat me one day," His bestfriend taunted. "I was not stalking more like observeing," Theon reasoned. "Sure call it what you will," The young wolf teased. "Your my brother right," The greyjoy asked? "Always," Robb agreed. "So I can tell you anything," Theon asked suspicisly. "Yeah," The eldest Stark answered confusion written on his face. "That should be me," He exploded. "What," Eddard Stark's eldest son asked? "Ugh that should be me," Balon Greyjoys only living son said as he pointed the wooden sword at the lord who was now talking to your little brothers. "What do you mean," The stark asked? "I mean her she should be mine I should be the one she gets exited about seeing and runs to kiss I should be the one to shower her in gifts I should be marrying her that should be me," Theon explained. Robb gave him a pitiful look. Theon vented to Robb about one thing the fact that that should be him.

This is so wrong I can't go on 'Til you believe that That should be me

He beat the practice dummy as if it was a moral enemy. As the moments of this morning replayed in his head. "I'm sorry," Theon whispered. You placed your hand on his shoulder lightly before say, "It's ok I am no longer upset I am happier than I have ever been before and if you wouldn't have I would assume had feelings for whats her name Ros then I would be married to you and never would have looked to Stephon." Theon would have lied if he said that didn't greatly wound him. "You are going to be a beautiful bride," The Greyjoy complements. "Thank you," You thank turning back to what had occupied your time perviously. "You know I still love you right," The young lord asked? "Theon," You sighed. "I know you are marrying him I wont be able to change that after you wed but I will stop at nothing to prove to you that that you shouldn't be marrying him and that that should be me instead," He says before walking off leaveing you shaking you head and countinueing another detail to your fastly approching wedding.

I need to know, should I fight for love or disarm? It's getting harder to shield this pain in my heart

You greeted your fiances family a smile firmly on your face. Lord Hades's arm was draped over your shoulder and the group of you laughed together. Theon felt broken. It was getting harder and harder to hide his heartache. Lord Stark even noticed and chastised Theon for his broken heart. Saying something along the lines of leave her alone she deserves this and so do you I should have taken off your head for hurting my little girl. It made Theon's head spin with questions. Should he really give up? Could he really move on? Were you over him? Should he continue his quest for your heart or surrender to the slightly older lord?

That should be me Holdin' your hand That should be me Makin' you laugh That should be me This is so sad That should be me That should be me

You and the man you were going to marry walked to the stables hand in hand. He let you go so he could grab the horse. You both talked while he saddled the horse Theon had bought you for the name day where you turned three and ten. Your face had a joyful expression as you both laughed at something he said. Jealousy filled Theon threating to spill over and explode like wildfire. That should be him making jokes and bringing the heavenly sound of your laugh. He should be the one holding your softer smaller hand in his larger rougher hand. It was sad Theon knew. Pinning over a woman that could care less about him and loved another man. One thing he knew for sure was that should have been him.

That should be me Feelin' your kiss That should be me buyin' you gifts

You sat between your parents and Stephon. He pulled out a ring from a small pocket in his tunic. "Here love," He handed you the ring. You stared down at the golden ring that had the words "I only began living the day you came into my life" engraved on it. You gasped in awe. "I love you," You confess before leaning over and kissing him. Theon couldn't hold back the growl of anger and jealousy. That should have been him. Kissing you and showing you off. He should be giving you gifts everyday not that imposter. "That should be me," He whimpered under his breath.

This is so wrong I can't go on 'Til you believe that That should be me Holding your hand That should be me The one making you laugh, oh baby oh That should be me That should be me Giving you flowers That should be me talking for hours That should be me That should be me That should be me

Theon knew you were going to become Lady Hades tomorrow. You would stand under the weirwood trees blood-red leaves that contrasted with your stormy stark eyes, your copper Tully locks, and pale white skin. You would be wearing a dress that would complement all your best features. Theon would watch as your father walked you to the lord as Theon would be breathless and speechless at the sight of you. The Greyjoy would watch helplessly as you gazed lovingly into the other man's eyes before accepted him as your husband. The moment you said I take this man the Iron Islanders world would be given away to someone who wouldn't understand how truly amazing you were. You were the only person that had ever loved him for him. For the angry insecure jealous broken hearted lonely little boy that hid behind the arrogant cocky man, he pretended to be. You were the only thing that could shatter his whole existence. He feared tomorrow would be the last straw. The breaking point. He couldn't imagine living in a world where you were not his. He didn't want to. He didn't know he could. Theon was used to the ache of his broken heart but tonight was far worst then the pain had ever been. He needed to numb it or he would fall apart right here and fall to his knees sobbing for you to take him back. So he drank and drank goblet after goblet of the aged sweet imported dornish red wine. His head began to spin and his thought were fuzzy. His body sweated with a newfound heat. He stood up and stumbled over to you, Stephon, the starks, and the Hades. "Man are you alright," Robb asked noticing his staggering friend. "Shh I need to talk to them," He said frailing his arms in no general direction. The younger four Stark children rolled there eyes. You, Your future husband, and both sets of parents had yet to turn your attention to the drunk pike native. Robb motioned to Jon to come help him. "Hey brother maybe you should go lie down me and Jon will help you," The eldest of Lord Starks children offered. "No you and that bastard will not touch me I need to speak with Stephon," The greyjoy spat. At the ruckus all six of you faced the twenty three year old. "What is going on," You father bellowed. "My apologies Lord and Lady Hades everyone," Your mother apologizes to your future good parents and then to the entire hall. "I wanted to tell that imposter that is by my fiance that he may be marrying her but he will never have her heart no matter what she says she will always love me she will never love him ever," Theon growled. "Who is this fool and how dare he put down my son," Lord William Hades asked? "My apologies if you will give me a few moments I will be right back and everything will be taken care are of," You apologize before dismissing yourself. "It better I do not appreciate the disrespect," Lady Margret Hades says rudely. "Come on Theon," You encourage. "Not until I tell all these people who should really be buying you all those gifts kissing you holding your hand planning a future with you talking with you marrying you loving you," He opposed. "Now Theon Lets go," You ordered growling through your teeth and gripping his arm before pulling him as he whined like a child whose mother just told them no. You got back to Theon's chambers. You opened the thick wooden door before walking in and commanding him, "Lie down." He began to fumble as he tried to remove his shoes. "Sit," You sigh. He does as comanded before slurring, "You look pretty sexy when you take charge." You rolled your eyes at his drunk attics as you got on your knees and began to help take of his shoes. "I love you," He slurred through hiccups. You removed his shoes and threw them to the side. He began to remove his tunic but he got stuck. "Can you help," He hiccuped. You helped him remove his tunic then stepped away gatheering Theon's blanket and forceing him to lie down. "You need stop," You sigh as you sat next to him. "But it should be us marrying tomorrow it should be me sitting next to you tonight it should be me giving you flowers jewelry dresses and every other gift possible or talking with you for hours I should be holding your hand I should be holding you I should be kissing you I should be the one making you laugh I know I messed up but I know that that should be me and it is crushing me to watch him in my place," He ranted eyes becoming watery. "Rest," You say kissing his forhead and leaving holding back tears as you whispered my love.

Never should've let you go I never should've let you go That should be me Never should've let you go That should be me Never should've let you go I never should've let you go That should be me

Theon awoke with a pounding headache and a suprising remberance of the night before. He almost forgot for a moment that you were getting married that afternoon. He stood up and began throwing things across the room and yelling at himself, "You fuck up you deserve this you deserve worse than this you runied the best thing that has ever happened to your pathetic self if you weren't such as a idiot that would be you just like it should be but no you hurt her like the prick you are then you didn't even try to keep you just let her go." Hot salty tears fell down the lord's cheeks causing them to puff up his eyes darken to a bloodshot red as he sobbed. "I have to get her back I have to," Theon decided sprinting out his door not bothering closing it. He ran straight in to a petite maid. He got up fratically. "I am sorry I really am but I am in a hurry where is Lady Y/N," He rambled. "My lord the ceremony all ready began Lady Y/N and Lord Stark left a little while ago I am afraid she will not be available until tomorrow most likely," The maid explained pity laceing her words as she gave him a sad look and scurryed off. Theon sprinted through the godswoods where you stood. "Stop don't do it stop," He screamed. The sound of frantic running and loud yelling everyones face turned towards the opening in the trees. Theon ran out of them before stopping at the bottom of the isle. "Y/N I know I hurt you and I know you have feelings for him but they will never be as strong as ours I realized why I did it I was scared I was scared that one person was my entire universe I was terrified that you were the onlly thing that could shatter my walls with just one look I couln't believe that some one so strong so beautiful so intelligent existed let alone could love someone like me I need you to know that the greatest thing that ever happened to me was you That every time we talked for hours or just a few moments were highlights to my day I want you to know that every secret kiss me and you shared felt like they were gifts from the gods Everytime I bought you a gift and saw how exited you were filled me with an unexplanable joy Every hug I felt like I finally found a place to call home I was honored everytime I got to see your smile or hear your laugh it terrified me to feel this way All my feelings all my thoughts were so complicated around you with Ros they weren't so I thought that was a good thing but it wasn't I know that you are the only thing that keeps me sane and I need you I hurt you I know and I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you would give me the chance and let me be what I should be," He says letting his vunerablity and honesty shine through. You teared up as you watched the man you love break down in front of everyone for you. You looked at your father and mother with a worried look before giving the same gaze to the man you were about to marry. "I know you still love him if he is what will make you happy then go do not marry me marry him I love you and the only thing I wish is your happiness," The man in front of you grants. "Your mother and I feel the same," Your father also grants. You smile before picking up your dress and running to Theon. He caaught you in his arms as he hugged you close lifting you off the ground and spinning you around. "I love you," You both whsiper through a series of kisses when he placed you on your feet. You turned to thank Lord Stephon Hades of death mountain (a Random place I made up) but instead, you both saw an open spot where he should be and your father pointing to it. That day you married Theon. He kept good to his promise and showered you with affection, attention, and gifts for the rest of your life. You had a beautiful family and took your rightful seats as Lord and Lady Greyjoy of the Iron Islands. You lived happily ever after just like it should have been from the start.

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Snuggly (Theon Greyjoy x Reader)

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Theon Greyjoy x Reader

Warnings: None, I believe

Prompt: Early Morning Cuddles

A/N: This is Day 17 of the 31-Day Writing Challenge! I will be posting one fic, each based off the day’s prompt, every day in July! These fics will be a little shorter than normal, as most prompts only lend themselves to one scene. Also, congrats to Alfie Allen for his Emmy nomination! Without further ado, enjoy!

You woke up, sunlight pouring through the windows of the castle in Winterfell. It was cold despite the sunlight, and you snuggled closer to the man beside you. He reacted instinctively, pulling you close to his chest.

He smelled so good. You didn’t know how he did it, as he was always rough housing with Jon and the Stark boys, but he always smelled amazing to you.

“Are you awake?” He said lowly, sending a shiver up your spine. You loved his morning voice, it was deep and sexy and never failed to make you smile.

You groaned, burying you face into his bare chest. 

“Theon,” you moaned sleepily. “I’m trying to go back to sleep.”

“I do love it when you moan my name,” he teased. You raised your head just long enough to roll your eyes at him before laying back down.

“Do we have to get up now?”

“No,” Theon sighed with a smile. “For once I don’t think there is anything planned for either of us today.”

“Thank the Gods,” you mumbled. “You’re just too snuggly.”

“What?” Chuckled Theon.

“You heard me, you’re snuggly,” you repeated. 

“You’re pretty snuggly yourself,” he said, squeezing you tightly. “I love the way you feel in my arms.”

“And I love your arms,” you teased. You may have been teasing, but you really did like his arms. They were strong, and they felt perfect wrapped around you.

You looked up, resting your chin on Theon’s chest while looking up at his face. 

“I love you, you know that?” You said, beaming.

“I know,” he teased, “and I love you too. Someday I’ll make you my Lady.”

You blushed against your best efforts. You may have been close to Theon, but hearing him say such plans so bluntly still never failed to make you flustered.

“I can’t wait.”

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Running out of time

Barry Allen x reader, Alfie Solomons x reader

A/N: This is a Peaky Blinders and The Flash mash up. Please don’t ask me why I came up with this. I don’t even know myself. I am still confused about the bakery/ distillery thing. So, I just put that Alfie owned a bakery. This is going to have multiple parts.  I don’t want to make anyone to feel uncomfortable or reading this. It is just the way that I feel sometimes when the guys at work ask if I want food. Sorry for any mistakes.

 You were a speedster just like your boyfriend, Barry. The two of you had just finished fighting Snart and Mick for the upteenth time. They ruined the dinner party you had been planning for weeks. You barely sat down to eat when you and half of the guests had to make up an excuse to leave. You told your friends from work to enjoy themselves until everyone else returned. You were tired of it. Fighting crime and working at your job every day. It seemed like every time you turned around there was another villain wanting to destroy Central City or worse, Earth. It was overwhelming and there was too much pressure. You did not think you could live up to being a hero as good as Barry. 

You and Barry just finished dropping Captain Cold and Heatwave off at the police station. Rather than head back to S.T.A.R. Labs or the party, you started running down the street making your way towards the highway. “Y/N, where are you going?” Cisco’s voice comes in through your comms. Ignoring him, you keep running faster. “Barry, you should probably go after her.” 

“I’m on it.” He shouts. You turn your head to your left and see Barry running next to you. “Babe, you need to stop. If you go any faster you are going to open the speed force.” That is exactly what you wanted. To go to another time and place where you did not have to worry about saving someone every day. You could go back to having a normal life. You see the speed force in front of you, opening up. You wave to your boyfriend before entering into the unknown. 

While in the speed force, scenes from your life pass you by. It was dark when you exited making wormhole less noticeable. That was a relief. It would be hard to explain to anyone around what was going on. You were so worn out you did not even want to waste time trying to find out when and where you were. You take off your suit and change back into your dress. Sliding down the side of a building, you sit down on the ground. All of the frustration and exhaustion you were holding in suddenly pours out in tears. A shadow appears on the ground and you look up to find someone standing over you. 

He must have been alerted by your crying. “What are you doing out here by yourself, love?” The man hands you a handkerchief. Reaching up, you grab it from him. “Thanks.” You use it to wipe the tears on your face and blow your nose. “Running.” Is the only other word you can manage to get out before you start sobbing again. You quickly look down, hopping he leaves you alone to wallow in your misery. 

Instead he leans down, taking a closer look at you. “Well ain’t you a sight?” You assume he means the makeup smeared all over your face. He waits a little bit for you to calm down before he continues to speak. “Do you have somewhere to stay tonight?”

“No.” Whispering so low you don’t even think he can hear you. He stands up straight and holds out his hand so you can take it. “You can stay with me. I have extra rooms in my house.” Without thinking, you grab his hand and he helps you stand up. You needed to get off the street anyway since you did not know where you were. You hoped you did not make a big mistake and decide to go home with some weirdo. At least if he tried something you could defend yourself. “What is your name?” He asks. “Y/f/n y/l/n.” You mumble. “My name is Alfie Solomons.”

The ride to his house is silent. There is nothing to talk about. Besides you can’t to tell your story to a man you just met. You climb out of his car and get to the sidewalk before he can think about helping you. He unlocks the door to his house letting you walk in first. After turning on the lights he gets a better look at you. “Well it looks like you been through something, yeah.” A dog comes up to Alfie. “This is me dog Cyril.”

“Hi.” You lean down and pet the dog on the head. He gives you a tour of the house taking you upstairs to show you the bedrooms. The dog follows you around the house during the tour. He opens the door to the last room on the right. It also happens to be the farthest from his room. “You can stay in this room, yeah. The bathroom is right next to it.” You sit down on the bed. Cyril decides he wants to lay on the floor. 

Alfie leaves the room, coming back a few minutes later with some clothes. “You can sleep in this and tomorrow we will buy you some clothes.” You were shocked. How could this man be so nice when he doesn’t even know you? Was he going to ask for something in return? You were afraid to find out. Maybe you can stay one night and find somewhere else tomorrow. 

“I will leave you alone for the rest of the night. You can lock the bedroom door when you sleep if you feel uncomfortable.” He turns before leaving the room. “If you need anything else, I will be in my room.” He bends down to talk the dog. “Come on Cyril. She isn’t going to get up to take you outside.” Cyril still doesn’t move. “I guess he likes you.” Alfie gets up and walks to the door.

  “Thank you.” You tell him before he closes the door. You stand up from the bed and lock the door before changing into the shirt he gave you. Folding your dress, you set it on a chair in the corner of the room. Unlocking the door, you open it slowly, heading into the bathroom to wash your face and use the toilet. To your surprise Alfie is nowhere in sight. “What a mess” you say to yourself in the mirror. You can see what he was talking about.

Going back to the room you lock the door before crawling into bed. The dog climbs up on the bed and lays next to you. “Are you supposed to be up here?” You ask, petting him until you fall asleep. You manage to fall asleep for once not worrying if you were going to be jolted awake by your boyfriend to fight crime. The smell of breakfast hits you when you open the bedroom door the next morning. After you use the bathroom, you head downstairs. Cyril follows you down the stairs, walks to the back door and starts whining. Alfie turns around as you enter the kitchen. “I assume you are going to need a job since you ran away.” Curiosity gets the best of you. But also, you were dreading his next sentence, not wanting to know what kind of work. “Yes.” You reply, not trying to show any emotion. Pulling out a chair and taking a seat at the kitchen table. Alfie opens the door so Cyril can go out. Alfie turns back to the food he preparing. He is making pancakes, bacon and eggs. “I was thinking I own a bakery, right. Would you like to work there?” Your eyes go wide when he says the word bakery. So much for trying to hide your emotions. “You own a bakery. That is so cool. I would love to work there.”

“Finally, you say more than one word.” He laughs at you softly. “Actually, working in a bakery is hot, innit? With the ovens and all.” He sets a plate filled with food down in front of you. “I didn’t know what you liked so I made all this. You did not realize your we’re starving. Also being a speedster, you ate quite a lot to keep up with your energy. “I am not even going to ask where you put it.” He sits down in the opposite chair with his plate watching you eat. “After we eat breakfast, I will take you to buy new clothes and give you a tour of the bakery. You can start on Monday.”

“Thank you for everything.” Smiling at him, trying not to sound too grateful.

“You can stay here as long as you want.” You did not want to impede on him any longer. The last thing you wanted to do was to put him out. As you continued eating, thoughts about your situation were still going through you head. Well I guess I can stay here until I make enough money to find my own place. First, I need to find out where I ended up. At least his accent gives me some sort of clue. Maybe. Why is he still being kind? After all of the metas you fought in Central City, it was hard for you to trust anyone. Eventually, you gave up the notion thinking he would ask for something in return and began to trust him, becoming friends. The next steps evolved naturally, dating and getting married. One day it all started to go south.

 Tag: @primaba11erina

[mischievousmouse]

Fandom Character List / Guidelines

Hello everyone! Here is a list of fandoms, and characters within those fandoms I will definitely be able to write for! Feel free to request from outside of these characters and fandoms, though I may or may not be able to fulfill your request!

I write Ficlets/Imagines/One-shots

Shameless

Fiona Gallagher, Ian Gallagher, Kevin Bell, Mickey Milkavich

Riverdale

Jughead Jones, Reggie Mantle, Sweet Pea, Veronica Lodge, Cheryl Blossom, Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, Malachai

Peaky Blinders

Thomas Shelby, Alfie Solomans, Arthur Shelby, ‘Polly Grey - Maybe’, John Shelby, Ada 

Criminal Minds

Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia

Bones

Brenan, Lance Sweets, James Aubrey, Wendell Bray

Divergent

Tobias Eaton, Eric, Tori, Al

Marvel

Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Natasha R., Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Thor, Clint, Wanda M., Loki, Bucky, Wade Wilson

DC Universe 

Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Joker, Harley Quinn

The Flash

Barry Allen, Cisco 

Arrow 

Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak, Thea Queen, Roy Harper, John Diggle, Sin, Tommy Merlin, Nyssa Al Ghul

Into the Spiderverse

Spiderman

Venom 

Eddie Brock

Supernatural

Dean, Sam, Castiel, Lucifer, Bobby Singer - Not Romantically, Gabriel, Jody Mills, Kevin Tran, Gadreel, Alex, Claire

Good Omens

Crowley, Aziraphael

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore, Niklaus Mikaelson, Caroline Forbes, Katherine Pierce, Bonnie Bennet, Jeremy Gilbert, Alaric Saltzman, Elijah Mikaelson, Tyler Lockwood, Matt Donavan, Rebekah Mikaelson, Lexi, Jenna Sommers, Vicki Donavan

Teen Wolf

Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Lydia Martin, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore, Malia Tate, Liam, Peter Hale, Erica Reyes, Cora Hale, Brett Talbot, Danny Mahalani, Ethen, Aiden, Mason, Boyd, Laura Hale

Twilight

Alice Cullen, Rosalie Hale, Jasper Hale, Victoria, Emmett Cullen, Esme Cullen, Sam Uley, Embry Call, Paul Lahote, Seth Clearwater, Leah Clearwater, Carlisle Cullen

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasly, George Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Viktur Krum, Hermione Granger

Maleficent

Maleficent, Diaval

The Hobbit

Bilbo Baggins, Thorin, Thranduil, Beord, Bard, Dwalin, Kili, Fili

Lord of the Rings

Aragorn, Legolas, Samwise Gamgee, Haldir

HTTYD Race To The Edge

Hiccup, Astrid, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Stoik, Heather, Dagur

Croods

Eep, Guy, Croods Family x Son!Reader

Ed Edd n Eddy

Nazz, Edd, Eddy, Kevin

BNHA

Bakugo, Kaminari, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Dabi, Iida, Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada 

Yuri On Ice

Otabek, Yuri, Yuuri, Victor, Phichit, Christophe, Kenjirou

Greek Gods / Goddesses / DemiGods

Right now, I do not have a preference on who I will and will not write for involving Greek Mythology. There isn’t a single one I imagine saying no to at the moment!

Any ships requested must be appropriately aged characters. I will gladly write for aged up character ships but will not write for ships involving adult x minor. I appreciate your support in this, but I do not need it. Thank you and happy reading!

~ Mischief