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A mini fic in Lyla’s P.O.V. from a scene in my “(Chapter 2) A Spin on an Enchanted Tale”

As you giggled and chatted with Gabriella before Lyla would take her to school, Lyla took in the exchange. She stood next to Miguel, the two of them a few feet away from you and Gabi.

“I like Y/N,” Lyla loudly whispered to Miguel, nudging his arm with her elbow. “They’re good with Gabi…and they could be good for you, too.”

Miguel’s head snapped towards Lyla, his thick eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “What do you mean by that?”

“You know exactly what I mean by that,” Lyla shot him a knowing look as she rested her hands on her hips.

Sure, Lyla had just met you only minutes ago, but she could tell you were a good person. While Miguel always told Lyla that he didn’t need a partner to raise Gabi and that he was perfectly fine with being a single parent, Lyla saw how being a single parent and running his own company took a toll on Miguel.

Most days Miguel barely slept, and Lyla didn’t miss the astonishing development that was the lack of eye bags under his eyes the moment she saw Miguel descend the staircase earlier.

Lyla couldn’t remember the last time she saw Miguel look so well-rested (maybe more than half a decade ago??) and something told her that this new development probably had something to do with a certain “princess.”

Maybe you could be good for Miguel, or maybe Lyla just liked being nosy about Miguel’s love life (or lack thereof).

Before Lyla could suggest to Miguel that he could try to get to know you better, she caught Miguel’s eyes fluttering shut in annoyance once he realized what she was getting at.

“Out,” Miguel gritted his teeth, though his word held no bite towards Lyla as he shooed her to the elevator.

She simply cracked a devilish smirk on her face as she made her way into the elevator and looked at Miguel and then at you.

Miguel pinched the bridge of his nose at Lyla’s suggestion. His eyes reopened, but instead of directing his gaze to Lyla, Miguel directed his gaze to you and Gabi.

You had said something that made Gabi adorably laugh, and Lyla didn’t miss the way the lines around Miguel’s eyes softened in the tiniest of ways.

Lyla couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.

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A/N : hey!!! i’m currently writing an EXTRA LONG chapter for part 2 to make up for the long wait </3 I’M SO HAPPY YOU ALL LOVE THE SERIES!!! tysm for being so patient i hope this teaser will keep you waiting for more hehe :3

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Bundle of Joy // Noah Centineo

Summary: Days into marriage you find a revelation that changes everything your honeymoon entailed. Definitely not an inconvenience in any means other than an early present in more ways than one.

Characters: Noah Centineo x Reader, Kelle Centineo, Greg Centineo and Taylor Centineo

Words: 1.7k

Disclaimer: This is only a fictional take on the Centineo family. Do not repost our work anywhere without our explicit consent.

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, and a smidgen of angst.

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On your honeymoon, you had expected lots of wine, sex and relaxation for once in a hectic lifestyle you had chosen from that first date of some now defunct dating app. Five years later you hadn't expected the honeymoon to consist of pregnancy tests, saltine crackers and puking. Despite feeling ill, you had decided to keep your suspicions to yourself and keep having fun because these few weeks are the only ones Noah had been stress-free for awhile.

"Babe!" Noah exclaimed peeking his head back into the bungalow with a bright smile, "Are you feeling better?"

"I think that fast food I had, had given me food poisoning." You moaned from the king-sized fluffy bed. The padding of his bare feet sounded first before he settled on the mattress next to you.

"Should be head back home?"

"No." You shook your head quickly, "I'll be fine. I'll just take it easy. Help me up?"

Noah gently grasped your hands in his as he shifted you into his arms to bring you out into the sunny day that England offered finally. In a few days, you would head to Paris, France for the last leg of the honeymoon before returning to your jobs.

"I love you." You sighed leaning into his body more with a beaming smile despite nausea you still felt settled into a less intense feeling, "I'm so happy you married me."

"How could I not with that beautiful smile, caring personality and my gorgeous counterpart." Noah chuckled to himself as the sunrise over the small lake side retreat you had chosen months ago.

Maybe when you returned home in a few weeks, you would have news for Noah about a possible little bean joining the family. Early in the marriage, actually a few years sooner than planned, but there was no doubt that Noah would take the new life in strides. He was born to be a father.

"Do you think anyone would mind if we went for a little swim." Noah's husky voice asked barely a breathe away from your ear as his arms crossed over your midsection.

"Seeing as you booked the entire retreat and the employees signed Non-Disclosure Agreements I think it's safe to say we can." You winked before shedding the camisole you wore to bed last night from a suitcase of lingerie your friends had all bought as a bachelorette party gift.

"I love when you talk dirty to me." Noah joked chasing after your form just as easily removing articles of clothing before he dove under the water to pop up in front of you.

"What can I say? Those years of studying were put to use somehow." You retorted pressing a kiss on his cheek before he nestled into your neck with little love bites and whispers of love.

"I can't wait to spend my life with you."

Paris was more romantic than movies had shown with delicious food, beautiful lights at night and the Eiffel Tower didn't disappoint. Noah returned to filming an upcoming series you hoped would be picked up due to the new arrival coming in May, your calculations were confirmed at the doctors for a due date. It Baby C stayed on schedule with no early appearances the due date would be on Noah's birthday.

The first thing you had to do was tell Noah about it but given that he was a man of detail and observation you had decided to just leave hints around the house. First, you planted a soother in the open box of condoms in his side table and swiping his new script to underline baby in the middle of it. It was only the first part of the plan.

The man himself wandered into the room with a spoon hanging from his mouth and a yogurt container in the other while reading a script. Sundays were never worked on with the lovely director of the film, he reserved those days for his own family.

"Did you pick up milk?" You questioned with a glance at your husband.

"Behind the other milk in the fridge." Noah replied setting his script down while placing the spoon in the dishwasher and the yogurt container in the garbage, "How are you?"

"Perfect." You grinned wrapping your arms around his neck with a cheeky glint in your eye.

"I'll make supper if you can get some veggies and fruits." Noah proposed already opening the fridge to see a platter of veggies, all of the items baby sized, with a chuckle, "I should have known you would have done that already."

The night passed with Noah not catching the little hints even when he had taken his watch off before bed to put in his side table. His eyes caught sight of the pacifier, but he assumed your friend had dropped it when she was helping you choose a new colour for the room. She had had a baby only a few months ago, so he had known she sometimes forgot items. You chuckled as he didn't even catch the underlined work in the script before he yawned.

"Can you hand me the bookmark?" He asked as you gently passed it over.

"Can you pick some things up from the store?" You questioned, "I'm not sure if I'll make it in time. I have that check up with the doctor."

"Sure. Give me a list."

"I have coupons actually." You spoke up leaning over your side to pick up the few coupons. Despite the excellent money Noah brought into the home from acting roles and your well-paying job you preferred using coupons to save money if you could.

"Flour, cookies, pickles, peanut butter, saltines, Doritos and clam chowder. Baby other than flour and cookies we never buy this stu-" Noah cut himself off at the last coupon in his hand in shock. Blatantly displayed was a coupon able to be redeemed in eight months, "Are you...?"

"That one can be put away for a few months." You giggled, "I took a few tests in England. It wasn't food poisoning."

"Little Centineo." He breathed dropping them to pounce on you to press kisses all over your face with a grin that outmatched even the one from your wedding, "Oh my gosh you're carrying my baby."

"You think that you can play some music on your guitar to the baby?"

"Of fucking course. I have to call my parents." He made a dash for the door before you called him back.

"Or we can let them sleep and keep the news to ourselves for a while. Besides don't you wanna know my due date?" You smirked to yourselves as you started to walk over to him.

"This is ama...babe no you should sit down." He guided you back to sit on the bed once more, "When's Lil C coming?"

"Your birthday party may need to move to the hospital if things go to plan."

"Our baby is coming on my birthday." Noah breathed before collapsing on the bed backwards, "I feel like I'm gonna combust. Y/N I literally thought I couldn't love anything more than I love you, but you just proved me wrong. I haven't even seen an ultrasound and wow."

"Tomorrow you will if you can make it to the appointment. I have already been to one to confirm the pregnancy, but I refused to look at the screen until I could with you. It will be a special moment." You turned to cuddle into his side.

True to your words Noah's birthday was spent in the hospital months later cradling his sleeping newborn daughter in his arms. Barely a day old she had almost made it to Noah's birthday but just born at 11:49 pm you knew she was perfect and would still be adamant of celebrating with Daddy. You just knew in your heart that Noah had a new best friend for life.

"Sweetheart?" Kellee spoke through the cracked door, "Are you sure we can come in?"

From the hospital bed, you waved them in just as the baby opened her eyes to stare up at Noah. Noah's parents and sister came into the room having only just arrived at the hospital after the long drive. Your family had already been in a few hours ago before leaving your little family to bond.

"Hey, Mom," Noah whispered scooting the chair closer to your bed.

"Oh my gosh."

"You have a healthy granddaughter." You grinned up at your in-laws.

"What's her name?" Greg questioned peering at the newborn Noah passed to Kellee.

"We would like you to meet Kenzie Taylor Centineo." You breathed keeping your eyes on the pink bundle now in Greg's arms.

"Taylor." Your sister in law gasped blinking slowly, "You gave her my name."

"Well had you not spilt your wine on my shirt in that restaurant I wouldn't have met your brother, my husband." You tearfully replied ushering her over with Kenzie in her arms, "Without a doubt in my mind I knew from the minute I saw Kenzie on the ultrasound that she had to be named after one of the strongest women I know. Noah agreed. Thank you so much for helping me find the love of my life."

"Aw." Taylor nearly sobbed as Kenzie gripped her pointer finger in her hand and cooed up at her, "Well little Kenzie Taylor I hope you know we're going to have a day monthly of ice cream together, but for now you grow up some."

Your life was complete for a few years before another bundle was passed around the room wrapped in another hospital blanket.

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Yellow Rose~Part 3 (1940s Bucky Barnes x Female Reader)

Catch up here: Prologue  Part 1  Part 2

(GIFS NOT MINE, CREDIT GOES TO OWNERS)

Words: 1438

Pairing(s): 1940s Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Kissing, I think that’s it??

Requested By: Anon

Request: Hey, do you think you could write a Bucky x reader based on Ed Sheeran’s song Nancy Mulligan please ?

Summary: (AU where Bucky never falls off the train and gets to live a happy life) Working as a nurse in WWII, you never expected to fall in love. But then a certain blue-eyed soldier walks into your life, and you can’t ignore the sparks between you. Eventually, the war ends, and you return home. Bucky courts you for a while, before proposing. But your father refuses to give you his blessing. Will you give in, and let your father control your life? Or will you take a leap of faith and run away with the love of your life, James Buchanan Barnes? 

A/N: WHAT IS UP Y’ALL?! I am so sorry for the inactivity, but as some of you may already know, my computer sorta died so I didn’t have a way to post this (I mean i coulda used my phone but I prefer formatting on a computer). I finally got my hands on another computer though, so here it is! Part three! It was actually gonna be longer but I decided to split it into two parts. I’m not sure when I’ll have the next part up but hopefully I’ll have my computer back by next week and I’ll be able to work on it. Hope you guys like it!

Bucky took you on that second date. 

The second date became a third. That led to a fourth. Then a fifth, Pretty soon, you had lost count. You were head over heels in love with him by now. He had taken you to meet his parents and his siblings. His sister Rebecca loved you. Summer had finally arrived, and today he was taking you on a picnic.

Betty was sitting on her bed smiling as she watched you. 

You look at her. "What?"

She laughs. "I just can't believe how happy you are. I hope I can find someone who makes me as happy as Bucky makes you some day."

You laugh, standing up and going over to her and hugging her tightly.

"Oh honey, you will! I know you will!" You say. "Just make sure that Will's around to keep dad under control."

She laughs. You hear the doorbell ring, and you immediately feel a flurry of butterflies in your stomach.

Betty hands you your purse, and you take one last look at yourself in the mirror.

Your sister laughs, practically shoving you out the door. "You look fine! Get down there before dad eats him alive!"

You snort as you leave your room. As you're descending the stairs, you overhear your father speaking.

"Let me see your license."

You hear shuffling. And then silence.

"Alright, but have her home by seven."

"Yes sir." Bucky's familiar voice says.

You get to the bottom of the staircase. Bucky and your father are standing there. Bucky's face lights up as soon as he sees you.

"Hey doll."

You blush. "Hey Buck."

"Are you ready to go?" He asks.

You nod.

Bucky shakes your father's hand, and thanks him, before the two of you exit the house. You descend the stairs of the porch, hand in hand with Bucky.

"I want her home by seven! Don't forget!"

Bucky turns with a huge smile on his face. "I'll have her home by six."

The shock is evident on your dad's face. You giggle.

You look back to the road, and your jaw drops. There's a red convertible parked in front of your house.

"Wh-What?" You stutter.

Bucky chuckles. "It's my dad's car. He let me borrow it for today."

"Wow... well thank you Mr. Barnes!"

Bucky opens the passenger side door for you, before going around and getting in the driver's seat. And then the two of you drive off.

"Did he give you hell about driving safe?" You ask.

He chuckles. "Yep. Asked to see my license and I think he might have written down my license plate number."

You roll your eyes. "God, I'm sorry."

He chuckles. "Hey, don't worry about it doll."

You finally arrive at your destination. It's a park out in the country. There's a lake, and hundreds of trees around it.

You stare in awe at the scenery around you.

"You like it doll?"

You turn and look at him. "It’s amazing."

The two of you get out of the car, and he pops the trunk. He grabs a picnic basket and a blanket. You offer to help but he declines.

‘Men are such show offs.’ You think to yourself, rolling your eyes.

He leads you to a shady spot on the bank of the lake. The two of you lay out the blanket on the soft grass before sitting down. He opens up the basket, and starts pulling out all kinds of food.

It’s a simple lunch, sandwiches, chips, and a pitcher of fresh lemonade. When the two of you finish eating, he pulls out a box of chocolates.

You gasp. "Bucky! You didn't have to get all this food for us! I'd be fine with just the sandwiches."

He chuckles. "I know, but is it so wrong for a man to pamper his girl every once in awhile?"

‘He called me his girl!’ You think, blushing.

"I suppose not." You say finally.

He smiles, and you look out at the lake as the two of you down the box of chocolates.

When you finish. you stand up.

"Let's go for a walk." You say.

He stands. "Alright."

You stare out at the lake while he puts the basket and blanket in the car.

And before you have time to process what's happening, he's throwing you over his shoulder and running towards the lake.

"James! Put me down!!" You yell, while banging your fists against his back.

The only response you get is his laughter.

You realize he's almost at the end of the small dock.

"James Buchanan BaaAARNES!!!" You scream as he throws you over the edge.

But he doesn't let go, he holds onto your waist and pulls you back against his chest. You're a laughing mess. He sets you down on the dock.

"You're crazy, you know that?" You ask.

He chuckles.

You stare out at the lake, admiring the way the trees and the sky look as they're reflected on the water.

"It's so beautiful..." You say softly.

"Not as beautiful as you are." He says.

You turn around to playfully slap his chest, but then you see him down on one knee and you swear time stops.

He takes your hands in his, and his eyes meet yours. They're shining with nothing but lobe and admiration for you.

"(Y/N) (Y/L/N), ever since the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted to make you mine. Every day on the battlefield, I thought of you. You were my reason to win the war, and go home. Ever since the war ended, we've gotten to know each other more. I've discovered that you're incredibly kind, smart, funny, and even stubborn at times. And I love everything about you. You are the most beautiful dame I've ever met, inside and out. So I guess what I'm tryin' to ask you is, would you make me the happiest man alive by becoming my wife?"

The tears in your eyes make it hard to see, but you're able to see the small velvet box he pulls out of his pocket.

The ring is a simple gold band with a small diamond in the middle. But it's beautiful.

You can even form words, so you nod.

"Yes!" You finally choke out. "Oh my God I thought you'd never ask!"

He has tears in his eyes and the biggest smile spreads across his face. He stands up and you throw your arms around him, before he's lifting you up and spinning you around.

He sets you down, and you hold out your left hand for him. He slips the ring onto your finger. It fits perfectly. You smile, holding your hand out and admiring the way it looked on your finger.

You look back up at him. "I love you Mr. Barnes."

"And I love you, soon-to-be-Mrs. Barnes." And then he's kissing you.

His lips are soft, and the kiss is a little passionate, but still gentle. You smile into the kiss. He slowly pulls away. He chuckles, pressing his forehead against yours.

"What about my father? I mean, I know my mother will be more than happy to give us her blessing... But he's a completely different story."

"I know, and I'm gonna talk to him as soon as we get back to your house."

You nod, trying to swallow the lump in your throat. There was a weird feeling you had at the pit of your stomach. You push it away and smile at him.

The two of you pack up the picnic, and get in the car.

You're silent the whole drive home. Bucky takes your hand, making you look at him.

"Are you having second thoughts doll? Because if you're not ready-"

"No!  Of course not." You bring his hand up to your face pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "I'm just worried about my dad. He's so overprotective and... I'm afraid that he won't give us his blessing."

He sighs, nodding. "I get why you're worried doll. But just trust me okay? I'll handle it."

You nod.

The two of you finally arrive back at your house.  Bucky parks the car, and you turn to look at him.

"Ready?" He asks.

You sigh, but smile and nod. "Let's do this."

He's about to get out of the car, when you suddenly grab the collar of his shirt and pull him down to meet your lips.

You pull away. "For good luck." You say, breathless.

He smirks, before getting out of the car and helping you out. The two of you walk up to the house hand in hand.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you guys liked this chapter. I’m not completely happy with it, in the sense that I think it’s too cheesy, but I figured I should just get it posted already. As always feedback is appreciated. Have a wonderful day/night my lovelies!

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Seasons of Love // Noah Centineo

Summary: Summer is officially coming to an end and with that comes another ending just needed for a new journey to begin. Change comes with both bittersweet sadness and happiness. Doesn’t help your daydreaming of brown eyes all the time either and confused on who they belong to.

Characters: Ethan Dolan x Reader, Noah Centineo x Reader, Grayson Dolan, Bryant Eslava, and Emma Chamberlain (mentioned)

Words: 1.4k

Disclaimer: Obviously I don’t know the Dolan Twins or Noah but I can own plots in stories I make for them. Do not post our work on other sites without our explicit consent.

Warnings: Possible swearing, Emma Chamberlain is mentioned, angst, and fluff.

A/N: I think this was kind of my way of breaking away from being a diehard Dolan Twins fan to simply being a fan. While I’m obsessed over Noah’s movies and shows and I honestly don’t know why I am. Enjoy and request for more!

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It was odd how you can go from being someone's number one fan to slowly becoming acquaintances barely sharing a relationship that was slowly growing cold. The relationship with Ethan was almost identical to the four seasons. There were the days your skin was kissed by the warmth of summer and slowly the days were becoming more and more like the colder season, not winter yet heading in that direction. He was the first boy you had been serious with ever, together for over two beautiful years from the moment you met him at his and Grayson's sixteenth birthday.

It was no one's fault honestly that you had grown apart, but it did suck because you were close to his family and he was to yours. You were hanging on to the remnants of a relationship that was stability and familiarity but how long can you pretend to be in love? When you were falling in love with the brown eyes from the farmers market that sold the best organic smoothies each second Friday of the months? With the boy with a gorgeous smile only adjacent with a faded scar that was years old.

When Ethan brought you to Bryant's birthday party weeks ago, you had bumped into the same guy. He was steadily growing more popular in the film industry with a large following, and he had such as personality you couldn't help but fall for him somewhat. Those little talks at the farmers market from June had steadily grown more important to you with book recommendations and words of wisdom.

Noah was merely a guy who knew exactly what he wanted in life and had a past that helped create the guy he was. He had similar traits to Ethan, but that wasn't what drew you to him. He knew you were in a relationship and didn't cross over the line other than meaningless flirting. He could see how you and Ethan weren't the same as you had been on your social media once he found it back in June.

"Hey!" You grinned at the ridiculously tall man. He gave you a smile that melted your heart while also making you feel guilty.

"Hey." He spoke eyes flitting behind you to the group of guys talking. No doubt about upcoming shoots being planned, "How are you doing?"

"Amazing. I've started my last chapter for my manuscript."

"I meant with the rumours."

The rumours had been long ago shadowed by the rumours of Ethan and Emma from the 'meaningful looks' to the jetski photo. It annoyed you with the comments surrounding it, but you knew that Ethan wouldn't cheat just like he knew you wouldn't. He, however, was watching you interact with Noah and had seen the photos by paparazzi looking for Noah. It saddens him your guys' relationship wasn't what it used to be, and he knew it was time to let you go.

"I feel like it's starting to dwindle down now that Emma was spotted with someone else. I think it was her way of putting some of the talks to sleep without vocally addressing it." You spoke with a small shrug barely meeting Noah's breathtaking eyes.

"Hey man," Noah spoke as a familiar body settled beside you just close enough to show you were together. Noah was flooded with jealously but also the acknowledgement of you being taken, "I'm going to go talk to Bryant. See you guys later."

Ethan and you both watched him join the conversation with Bryant and Gray, "He's a good guy. I'm happy you found him."

"What do you mean E?" You asked confused.

"I can't think of anyone else that would fit beside you. I want you to be happy."

"I am." You sputtered.

"When we got together I was completely in love with you. Over the last few months, we aren't the same." Ethan sighed shoving his hands in his pockets whereas you rested them on the railing of the balcony.

"What happened E? How did we go from being kids in love to this?" You questioned staring out into the fading sunset.

"We grew up. We grew together, and we went separate ways." Ethan replied with a quiet sigh of sadness, "I didn't want to break up because what if it's just a-"

"Season of our love." You interrupted with the smallest tear racing down your cheek.

"But it wasn't."

"It's the end of times for us huh?"

"Not necessarily." Ethan shrugged, "We can be friends. We've been friends almost longer than we've dated. I guess it was a good thing we decided against living together."

"Gray would have hated that." You snorted.

"I'm going to miss your cold ass feet at night." Ethan bumped his hip into yours while you leaned your head against his shoulder.

"This is the most undramatic Ethan I've ever known." You teased as he rolled his eyes at your comment, "I mean wow you're such as an old adult."

"Oh shut up." Ethan laughed loudly, "I guess we just broke up."

"So anti-climatic. Should we stage a fight?"

"Nah. I think you should go talk to him."

"Isn't that awkward though? We just broke up E." You mumbled leaning your head onto your resting arms.

"We emotionally ended things long ago. We just couldn't speak it into existence." Ethan sighed once more as he straightened up, "I'm not joking. You guys are perfect, you have more love and spark then we ever had. I think we were just meant to be fleeting lover-"

"Fleeting? We were together for two years Ethan, that's not fleeting." You piped up unapologetically.

"Way to ruin my mature moment of wisdom."

"My apologies. Please continue." You grinned despite the tinge of sadness coating the atmosphere around each other.

"As I was saying: We were placed in each other's lives to be fleeting lovers to teach each other what a real relationship should be. We taught each other how to balance time together with jobs and projects."

"We had to teach each other how to be adults. What real love is compared to angst-ridden teenage flings."

"I'll always love you."

"Same here E." You breathlessly spoke as it settled in, "Now Emma doesn't have to avoid me."

"There's nothing there."

"That was true when you were in a relationship. We're single Ethan." You ended with a retaliated hip check.

"Gonna miss you," Ethan spoke wrapping his arms around you. It was as if you two had just broken out of your cacoons turning into butterflies. You leaned up to press a lingering kiss on his cheek bathed in a language of goodbye.

With that, you stepped back from the boy that had once held your heart, genuinely until you unknowingly traded each other's hearts back. Only to give them away without realising to other people.

"I'm gonna go." You spoke walking backwards until you were met with the warmth of inside. Ethan stayed silent with a small smile watching as the sun finally set.

You scanned the room speckled with people speaking to each other along with Grayson watching you concerned as you walked away from Ethan. It often made you marvel at how connected they were in emotional. Gray knew what happened even if he didn't know if it was mutual or riddled with pain. Noah watched as you came over to him and Bryant.

"Happy Birthday Bryant." You spoke hugging him close, "I'm gonna head out."

"Is everything okay?" He questioned.

"It's perfect." You smiled staring at Noah. Breaking the gaze you collected your things to leave the place. You were taking in the fresh air outside only tinged with the slight smell summer. A new summer as he walked out behind you.

"Ethan told me to find you. Are you okay? What happened?" Noah asked.

"We broke up." You merely spoke slipping into your jacket while Noah remained silent.

"I'm so sorry. Was it because of us?" Noah questioned concerned. No matter how much he liked you, he couldn't live his life knowing he had broken a couple up.

"No. We've been done for months. We just couldn't end it. You know?" You spoke placing your hand beside his own hand. Pinkies brushing you couldn't help yourself from speaking more, "We fell out of love silently and poetically, and we love other people."

"Oh." Noah hid his grin even if you could feel the happiness radiating off him, "Who's this guy?"

Your hands intertwined, "It all started when I thought I felt winter coming. It all started in a Farmer's Market on a warm summer day."

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Uniform Romance // Steve Harrington

Summary: Young and in love Reader and Steve make an impulsive decision that has lasting problems. Years after separating they come face to face with a challenge between them and lost feelings. But what happens when they meet agains years later during a time of crisis?

Characters: Reader x Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Dustin Henderson (mentioned), Nancy Wheeler (mentioned), Chief Jim Hopper (mentioned)

Words: 1158

Disclaimer: I do not own Stranger Things or the characters involved. Nor do I own any images or gifs that may appear.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, young romance, heartbreak

Author: Caitsy

A/N: Part one of three short blurbs. Based loosely on a Hallmark movie I watched a few days ago.

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Hawkins, Indiana hosted an annual town dance to commemorate the law enforcement and the youth that joined the army. You were the daughter of the recently retired Chief of a neighbouring town whom moved his family to a different area. You’re father ran the local weapons shop along with helping train new officers for Chief Hopper.

You met Steve Harrington when he came to the station for a training session. These sessions were taught by your father for the Hawkins youth to get a taste of law enforcement if they wanted a job. You were dropping the car off from the shop when you bumped into a sweaty Steve.

“Shit! Sorry.” The male voice mumbled steadying you before you could fall on your ass.

“I’m so sorry.” You muttered dusting off the dirt from the sleeve of the green shirt with the emblem of the Chief’s station.

“Can I help you with anything?” Steve asked glancing over at the grouping of young men, with a few female around, all dressed alike during the short break. 
“I can’t think of anything but you’re welcome to get my number.” You bit your lip looking up at the young male. A grin broke over his face before he watched you pull out of a pen and gestured for his arm, “I hope you call.”

“Oh I plan on it.” Steve muttered as you tossed a pair of keys to his trainer and walked off.

“Harrington! Fall in!” Trainer Y/L/N yelled as the rest of the group uniformly came together.

Ever since that summer you had snuck around Hawkins with the older boy whom was carefully choosing his future. You were working at the diner along with moving lawns to earn money for college when the dance came around. You had plans with Steve and you were so excited for them.

“Did you know I love this pair of shorts on you.” Steve smirked gazing down at you while leaning his arms next to your head on the house siding.

“I think once or twice.” You bit your lip holding in a moan when his lips left markings on your neck.

“Well I’ll have to sh-“

“Y/N?” Your Dad’s voice cut in Steve’s sentence. Steve grumbled under his breathe stumbling when you pushed him away and gracefully covered the light hickey with your sweater.

“Yeah?” You questioned coming around to the front yard.

“Have you seen Steve Harrington?” Dad huffed glancing around the street, “He was supposed to be helping me build the shed.”

“He’s in the back already starting. Said something about wanting to get started early, has to babysit Dustin Henderson.” You smoothly lied just a few seconds before the sound of a hammer echoed in the afternoon. 
“Thank you sweetheart.” Dad smiled pressing a lingering kiss on your temple before taking off to the backyard.

You watched guilt when he disappeared around the house door leaving you to wallow in the decision you made. You patted the back of your shorts feeling the small circular object.

“I hope you forgive me.” You mumbled sighing.

The dance was a success again with the help of the social media that was slowly becoming popular in Hawkins. It was a small town with only a few families able to afford decent computers and phones. No one had the money to own a smartphone.

You dipped your hand into the pocket of your sundress catching sight of Jonathan Byers at a table watching Nancy Wheeler. You heard they broke up over some godawful reason and were too stubborn to talk to each other. 
“Hey Byers.” You called out watching the other boy straighten up. You noticed the grease stain on his cheek. He had started working at the local bodyshop to help support his family instead of college.

“Yeah?”

“Can you do me a favour?” You questioned stepping closer to him.

“Sure.” Jonathan nodded confused as to the paper you placed in his hand, “What is this?”

“Give it to my Dad in thirty minutes.” You softly asked knowing Steve was already waiting out front.

“Why?”

“Just do it please.” You begged before taking off once he nodded in response. You watched your Dad laugh with Mrs. Jenkins over some stupid joke.

You raced to the front where Steve was resting against his retro car he deemed irreplaceable after helping his grandpa fix it. Steve was an old soul capable financially to afford a smartphone and state of the art computer but he chose not to. He preferred connecting face to face.

“Ready?” He grinned.

“Hell yeah.” You gulped climbing into the car wiping your hands on your dress material. Resting in the back were two average sized suitcases holding the necessities for your life.

Everything was a blur standing in front of Steve half listening to the preacher talking before your witness nudged you. Standing cautiously was Dustin Henderson along with an adult legally able to witness the marriage. Rings were exchanged before the preacher announced your husband and wife. 
“You may kiss the bride.” Preacher Thomas spoke smiling as you were dipped backwards by your husband.

You raced outside grinning at each other knowing you had each other’s backs for the rest of your lives. You loved Steve with everything in your being even if you had to give up your family. Life didn’t like that decision because a truck screeched to a halt in front of you.

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N!” Your father roared slamming his door shut, “You better not have-“

“It’s too late.” You spoke squeezing Steve’s hand in your own as your father seethed. 
“You’re eighteen Y/N. This is childish and irresponsible.” Dad glared at your conjoined hands, “You don’t know what marriage is.”

“It’s about support, love and trust Daddy.” You whimpered almost seeing his hair turn grey slowly.

“It’s not too late. We can get it annulled unless he took you at the front of the chapel.” Dad sarcastically spoke.

“I love him.”

“Sir, I promise to care for her.”

“If you cared. You’d let her go.” Dad calmly spoke, “You know what’s best right now Steve. You’re a good guy but you’re both too young.”

Steve stared silently as you grabbed your suitcase from his car hesitating to meet his disappointed eyes. You looked at the ground as your father closed the passenger door on his truck with you in it.

“I’ll start the paperwork tomorrow.” Dad said watching Steve shift on his feet, “I’ll send your paycheque for the shed tomorrow. Thank you for the help but I won’t be needing it anymore.”

Without another word Steve was left in front of the church watching his wife and father in law leave only a cloud of dust left. You watched out the back window until there was nothing but dust and sadness left.

“Don’t worry honey.” Dad spoke glancing over, “You’ll understand in the future.”

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Bye Bye

Summary: Attempting to escape from the new enemy causes Reader and Stiles to teleport to Kansas with near devastating results. Those being in the form of the infamous hunters the Winchesters and of course Stiles has to get word vomit.

Characters: platonic!reader x platonic!Stiles Stilinski, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, and Scott McCall

Words: 1350

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, Supernatural or the characters involved. I only own the reader and the plot around the reader. I also do not own gifs or images either.

Warnings: Swearing, mention of death and the Winchesters (let’s face it, they are warnings alone)

Author: Caitsy

A/N: Short and sweet. I’m trying to get more comfortable not reaching 2k words. Also read this for the new regulation and add some comment on this fic and another shall appear soon.

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You were racing along with Stiles from the new enemy, you could practically feel the breath on the back of your neck as you pushed Stiles in front more. Of course it wouldn’t take the wolves on but instead wanted the ‘weak’ link of the pack first. Humans.

“Stiles move!” You shouted at the uncoordinated teenager.

“I’m trying!” He shouted back pushing himself further.

The thing was that when you got panicky things tended to turn south…a lot. Last time you had managed to land yourself in a snowbank in Alaska. It was freezing before you managed to get back to the loft. You had started taking yoga to calm yourself so the chance of teleporting unexpectedly was lowered. You felt the claws brush your arm before you jumped landing a hand of Stiles’ shoulder before you let yourself go. When you opened your eyes you saw that you were in the middle of a road with Stiles hyperventilating beside you. You heard a rumble of a car before you turned seeing bright headlights aiming right at you.

“I’M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!”

“Are you just saying that because you’re still a virgin?” You questioned freaking out. The car screeched, swerving slightly when you touched Stiles and zapped yourselves behind the car.

The tension in the air was thick when the doors of the car were violently pushed open and guns were pulled on the two of you. One insanely tall guy and another tall guy roughly moved towards you guys and just as the shorter of the two was about to pull the trigger you and Stiles zapped to the side letting the echo of the high pitch scream coming from Stiles shift with you.

“Who the hell are you?” The deep gravely voice of the shorter one demanded. Your eyes doubled in size.

“No one.” You cleared your throat. You glanced over to see Stiles looking up at the sky as if he were pleading with the Gods.

“You just appeared out of no where!”

“Before you kill us. Can we know your names?” Stiles nervously asked.

“Dean.” The shorter one stated, “This is my younger brother Sam.”

“Stiles Stilinski. This is Y/N Y/L/N.” Stiles pointed to you.

“What the hell is a Stiles?” Sam said. The offended expression crossed your friends face before it was amazingly replaced with a blank expression. Moving to grip his hand the gun trained you only this time.

“Don’t even think about it.” Dean threatened.

“You wouldn’t kill him right? He’s a seventeen year old virgin.” You nervously said. You had faced so many supernatural creatures you were surprised to see that a gun make you scared. You had faced a ghostly creature brought back by Dread Doctors for Christ sakes.

“Eh.” Dean rolled his shoulders, “Sam still is one too. He’s in his thirties.”

“Dean!” Sam exclaimed looking at him, “I’m not…whatever. Look what the hell are you?”

“I’m human!” Stiles yelled, “She’s something. She can teleport but she’s completely human.”

Dean slowly lowered his gun until he saw you hadn’t moved an inch and pushed it back into his waist band. Both of the men were slightly surprised about the development along with how reserved and older both of the teens appeared to be.

“Why are you here?” Sam questioned following his brother’s movements.

“When I get emotional in any way I tend to teleport without knowing where I will end up. We were in the forest in our town running from…whatever the hell the enemy is this time…and when he brushed my arm I grabbed Stiles intending to land in his house but got Dorothy’s home state.”

“Enemy? You’re a minor! How the hell do you have an enemy?”

“It’s a long story.” Stiles sighed. He knew that they wouldn’t be released until the brothers had every piece of information possible, “You can’t go there. The town’s being protected by our pack.”

“Werewolf pack?” Dean tensed.

“No. There’s a werecoyote, a kitsune, two werewolves, a chimera turned werewolf, banshee, hellhound. Along with a mercenary, druid, a hunter.”  Stiles listed off despite the expressions Y/N was making at him.

“What about you two.” Sam stated instead of asking.

“She’s just a special human and I’m a human that was possessed by a very evil spirit called a nogitsune. Oh! Mason is a chimera that was the host of the Beast of Gévaudan that was raised from the dead by three Dread Doctors.”

“What the hell Stiles!” You yelled, “They’re the Winchesters! Might as well finished what you started!”

Despite the sarcasm Stiles did just that. He started from when Scott was turned all the way through the history of the pack until just before you had teleported here. The Winchesters simply began shifting towards the trunk of the Impala where all the weapons were at. Y/N noticed and zapped herself in front of it.

“Our pack protects the town. It’s only bringing supernatural creatures there because we jumpstarted the Nemeton again.” Stiles shrugged. You pinched the bridge of your nose in disbelief of the boy that was throwing the town under the bus.

“We’re called the McCall pack. The only time that we’ve hurt someone was when Scott turned Liam during the time the Benefactor was the enemy. He only turned him as it was the only way to save the freshman, he was falling to his death when he was in the hospital for a broken leg. He had been dragged to the roof by a wendigo that was killed by an assassin. We follow a life rule where we only injure never kill.”

“Though we’re not entirely sure if we killed Theo or not. He was dragged through the floor by his dead sister.” Stiles said thinking about it. You face palmed as the boy continued to speak as if the pack wouldn’t be hunted now.

“Stiles…these are famous hunters. They don’t rest until we die and everyone knows that the Winchesters get the job done no matter the cost.” You crossed your arms.

“Not to mention when we-”

“SHUT UP STILES!” You screamed. Stiles stopped his rambling noticing how bad the situation had gotten. He mouthed oh shit as he saw the way the Winchesters were creeping towards you in small, nearly unnoticeable, steps. Within seconds Dean has pushed you away while Sam swiftly opened the trunk of revealed a menagerie of weapons.

“You’re gonna take us to your pack.” Dean growled, “And we’ll put you down.” You craned your neck to see Sam holding up a large gun that would most definitely kill you without a doubt. In that moment you glared at Stiles.

“I’m going to kill you.”

You were in the backseat of the impala next to Stiles thinking of ways you could murder the teen even while your wrist was connected to the door. Dean and Sam were up front listening to music that shadowed the conversation from you and Stiles. Stiles peaked at you from the corner of his eye before shuffling his hand closer to yours, when his pinkie brushed yours you pulled your hand closer to your body.

“Don’t.” You coldly spoke to the other teen.

“I’m sorry.” Stiles murmured to you.

“You’ve massively fucked up.” You grunted glancing out of the corner of your eye.

“Tele-“ You cut Stiles off by wrapping your finger around his and focusing clearing on Scott before you flashed out of the back of the impala.

“Oh thank god.” Stiles moaned collapsing into Scott’s arms.

“What the hell happened?” Scott questioned the two of you in different states of emotions. You were beyond pissed while Stiles was relieved.

“We ran into the Winchesters when I teleported us away from the enemy. He turned into a gotten faucet about the supernatural and our part in it.” You hissed at the mole speckled boy, “I don’t care that the Winchesters were gorgeous specimens of the human race, they are ruthless hunters.”

“Stiles.” Scott groaned shaking his head, “We really need to have an intervention with you.”

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The Hawk // Stranger Things

Summary: As the older brother of Nancy Wheeler the reader is a little overprotective especially when Nancy’s so called changed boyfriend is at the centre of the problem. Discovering him in the middle of his artwork on your place of work you decide to teach him a lesson.

Characters: older brother!Reader (MALE) x sister!Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Tommy H, Carol, Mr. Harrington (mentioned)

Words: 1211

Disclaimer: I do not own Stranger Things or the characters involved. Nor do I own the gifs or images that may appear. I do however own the reader.

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, angst and fluff

A/N: This came about because in high school I got bullied, came home sobbing, brother and his friends came in and saw me sobbing. I never knew what went down but the bullies never came at me again because I went from on protective brother to six bodyguards and even when they graduated they literally reqcruited someone in my grade to protect me. There’s no greater feeling than having an older brother fiercely protect you and I respect my brother so completely because of this.

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You had the lucrative job as the manager of the Hawk which was both a burden and gift especially when it came to your little brother Mike. To your mother’s chagrin you decided to take a year off from college to earn money and that came in the form of the theatre. It wasn’t a surprise you were the manager when you had been working there since you were fifteen.

You had parked the beat up second hand car in the back parking lot wearing your new uniform you had been given the job of designing. You had pushed the keys to your car in the secret pocket of your silver grey backpack as you walked down the alley.

You groaned seeing Carol, Tommy and your little sister’s boyfriend Steve standing on the roof of the car. In the middle of spray painting in red on the announcement board above the entrance, Nancy the slut Wheeler, you took in a deep breathe before yanking Steve Harrington off his car.

“What the hell?” Steve exclaimed landing hard on his back beside his car. He smirked seeing you above him, “Well if it isn’t Nancy’s older brother.”

“I thought you were her boyfriend.”

“While she’s fucking Jonathan the creep Byers?” Tommy inserted. With a swift turn on your feet you slammed your fist into his nose sending him crashing to the ground.

You promptly turned back to Steve with a growl coming from deep in your chest before you slammed your heel into his side. A distinct crunch from a rib satisfying you but you pulled him up by his shirt collar and slammed him back into ground with a groan. You turned when Carol weakly kicked you.

“I don’t hit girls.” You coldly spoke, “But I sure can tell the town you’ve had a nose job, two abortions and been gifting the male teens lots of STDs.”

“You broke my nose.” Tommy groaned.

“Harrington, you stay the FUCK away from my little sister or I will beat the shit out of you. My sister is not a slut. Just because Jonathan and Nancy were together does not mean she was betraying you. For fuck sakes you piece of shit I don’t get the mentality.” You shook your head pinching the bridge of your nose, “A girl’s a virgin she’s called a prude. A girl has sex once and she’s labelled a slut. A male, aka you and Tommy boy here, loses his virginity and he’s slapped on the back and congratulated. I think you guys need chastity belt.”

“I’ll do what I want.” Steve grunted struggling to sit up.

“You even step one foot near my sister and I swear to god I will cut your dick off. If I had even a penny for every girl you’ve been with… seriously you get around so much Harrington I could buy all the businesses in town.”

Carol went still before you noticed Nancy and Jonathan so you slammed your foot into Steve’s broken rib and went inside grabbing the phone to call your boss. He wouldn’t be happy about the vandalism and more thank likely would be pressing charges against Harrington until he was bought by Mr. Harrington.

“Sir?” You asked once your boss had answered the phone, “I’m afraid I’m going to need you to come down.”

“What? Why?” He demanded.

“Carol, Tommy and Steve decided to use the billboard to make their own announcement.” You said while your boss cussed making sounds as he was on his way.


“You definitely saw them?”


“I was just turning the corner when I saw them.”

“Fucking children.” He cussed hanging up.

You watched as the sound of sirens came before everyone took off running. You were mighty pissed when your boss came in counting cash in his hand two hours later. You knew that it was from Mr. Harrington.


“Don’t look at me like that.” Your boss snapped, “Besides I won’t press charges when you punched them. Besides Steve got beat up.”

“Good.” You muttered.

“Get the ladder and clean that shit off.” He huffed grabbing an envelope and placing the money inside.

You did as he asked before you started scrubbing the paint off the white board seething that your building got vandalized. You prided yourself on doing a good job and keeping things in great shape so it wounded you when someone did this kind of shit.

“Let me.”

You stiffened looking down at Harrington standing there sheepish and with a few bruises surrounding his so called pretty face. You turned your back metaphorically and literally to continue scrubbing the words off.

“Seriously, I’m sorry.”

“Go home.” You coldly spoke barely thanking him when he lifted the hot bucket of soapy water to you, “Your Dad paid for you literally.”

“You’re right you know.”

“What?” You snapped, “I seriously don’t understand how you think because you’ve been given the profound crown of Hawkins High that you can do this kind of shit.”

“You’re a guy.” Steve stated.

“With respect! That’s my little sister!” You shouted jumping off the ladder to glare into his eyes, “I’m three years older than her. When she got hurt I helped her even if it was my fucking fault. I know that a pretentious , stuck up, entitled prick wouldn’t understand. No wonder you’re a only child. You’re parents don’t want another prick like you.”

“You’re right.” Steve sighed, “Look let me clean this up and I’ll leave your sister alone.”

“The sad thing is Steve, I don’t have the right to tell you that.” You replied shoving the sponge into his chest leaving a large wet mark, “That’s Nancy’s decision. Not mine and she’d kill me if I didn’t let her decide.”

You left to return back inside while Steve scrubbed his mistake off the board and hopefully he wouldn’t be an idiot again. You doubted he could refrain from the idiocy.

Your head looked up as Nancy stood in the doorway knocking on your door. Her eyes trailing on the blue walls your room had had since your parents knew they were pregnant with a boy.

“Come in.” You nodded to the bed shoving the pamphlets aside.

Nancy picked one up staring at the bold words on the slender paper with the image of one of the colleges you were looking at. Nancy was quiet as she ran a finger on the image.

“Thanks.” She spoke barely looking up at you.

“What do you mean?”



“I know you punched Tommy H in the face and beat Steve up.” Nancy mumbled looking up at you, “You didn’t have to.”

“I’m your big brother Nance.” You chuckled, “It’s my job to protect you even if you can do it yourself.”

“I know. You broke Jason Whistler fingers when he called me a stuck up prissy bitch.”

“He deserved it.”

“What happens if you leave for college and can’t be there for me?” Nancy mumbled.

“I have a few backup plans for that.” You chuckled, “Get your shit. We’ll go do something together before life gets busy for us.”

“I love you Y/N.” Nancy giggled as you slid your jacket on.

“You too Nance.” You grinned at your sister before turning your lights off and closing your door.

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The Pencil // Jason Blossom

Summary: Roped into going to a party your so called friends decide to match make in the worst way. By getting you plastered and nearly taken advantage of by the party host. Their plan works though when a certain Blossom cares for you.

Characters: Reader x Jason Blossom, Chuck Clayton, Alexis (OFC), Dot (OFC), and Reggie (mentioned)

Words: 1132

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Warnings: Swearing, teenage partying, underage drinking, mention of attempted sexual assault, angst, and fluff.

A/N: Short but sweet personally.

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You couldn’t believe you had managed to be roped into attending the end of the year party at Chuck Clayton’s house. Somehow your friends had dragged into the house raging with music, teenage hormones, alcohol and typical high school stupidity. You liked attending parties because they were fun but only when someone respecting women and men alike were throwing it. Not some wannabe lady killer with only his daddy as the reasoning behind his popularity.

It didn’t help that Chuck Clayton had sexual harrassed your childhood best friend creating a mess of emotions and a lawsuit. It was no secret that Dorothy, nicknamed Dot, was from a family financial unable to go throw a lawsuit and the humilation for their daughter. The next day Dot Smith and her family cleared their house and moved away. You hated Chuck for pushing your friend to leaving.

“Drink?” Jacy asked with sinister red painted lips. You sniffed the cup in question before taking it, Jacy knew what you drank and how keg beer was shitty tasting for you.

“Thanks.” You smiled, “Where’s Alexis?”

“With her crush. They’re so going to be together by July.”

“Everyone knows that but them. Cliche best friends blind to the others feelings.” You grinned happily.

“I heard the Blossoms will be here. I know how you and Jason are friendly.”

“I borrowed his pen once. Don’t go planning a wedding.” You giggled knowing that Jacy had wishes for you to get the guy, “Besides Cheryl would never approve of a low level Y/L/N dating her brother.”

“Sometimes I wonder about them.” Jacy hummed, “Well I’m going to go goggle Reggie shirtless in the pool. See you later!”

The next hour went with you mingling with people and drinking the cups your friends placed in your hands. By midnight you were a little past wasted with more alcohol coming and you didn’t notice the way your friends smiled to each other when they spotted Jason coming inside. Without Cheryl.

“Hey Jason! Y/N was looking for you earlier.” Jacy grinned towards the popular red head.

“Where is she?”

“Kitchen.”

Jason, following their directions, happened to walk in on Chuck beginning to approach you in the way he recognized quickly. There was a way to how Chuck changed when there was a female involved, he swaggered and oozed confidence. Jason was angry that Chuck set his eyes on a wasted female and more so that it was you. 
“Hey Y/N.” Chuck smouldered leaning against the counter.

“Can I help you Clayton?”

“Yeah. I have a lump that needs to be looked at. I heard your mother was a nurse, I bet she passed on more than her gorgeous looks.”

“No thanks.” You grumbled blinking, “I don’t want any medical problems from you.” 
“Come on Baby, don’t be like that.”

“Leave her alone Chuck.” Jason said walking towards you, “She said no.”

“I didn’t hear a distinct no. Butt out Blossom or you won’t be on the field.” Chuck glared.

“Threaten me and you’ll be the one running from town. Seeing as your sexual needs drove a girl from her hometown.” Jason glared, “Need I remind you who I am? Do you really want to threaten a Blossom?”

“Whatever. She isn’t worth it. Not enough ass or boobs on her for me.” Chuck grunted shoving his shoulder against a stone wall Jason.

He observed on you swayed on your feet barely able to focus your eyes on anything. Jason wasn’t known to go out of his way for people but it was different with you. The minute your gorgeous coloured eyes looked at him for a pen he was gone. 
“Y/N, are you okay?” He questioned.

“Yeah. Are you a Blossom triplet?” You hiccuped confused. You swore he was familiar but also a stranger, “I once borrowed a pen from Jason. Man would I like to run my fingers through his ginger hair.”

“Really?” Jason grinned, “I’m sure he would enjoy that also.”

“Too bad everyone thinks he fucking his twin.” You chortled, “Really is a shame. I’d love to go out with him.”

“I would too.” He smiled avoiding even thinking about the first part of the sentence you spoke, “Maybe we should get you home.”

“Home is where the heart is. My home is many places. My parents, and Dot. But even Thornhill is like home because that’s where Jason lives.” 
“Where is home exactly?” Jason questioned slipping his arm around your waist.

“Too many places. I’m tired.” You yawned slowly losing function of your body. Jason slid his other arm below your knees to swing you into his arms bridal style.

“Where do your parents live?”

“M’ tired.” You groaned slipping into an odd world of colours of reds and the Blossom mansion. Why you were dreaming of the place you weren’t sure of being the star of the dream wasn’t that bad.

Jason was at a loss when he saw most of the party had emptied out leaving passed out teenagers and the loud moaning from many rooms. He knew the book would have more entries and leering would happen but first he needed to help you. He had no information where you lived so he did the only think he could do.

Cheryl was with their parents in a neighbouring town for business leaving his home quiet except for his granny yelling at the maid. He carefully maneuvered you into his bedroom before turning the lock on his door and changing in the bathroom. He didn’t want to chance you waking up to see him naked.

He grabbed one of the unused pillows and a throw blanket that was more expensive that probably your wardrobe he slept on the floor. It was peaceful until he woke up to a scared yet quiet scream. 
“What the hell?! Why am I here?” You yelled towards the sleeping lump on the floor. 
“I saved you from Chuck last night and you passed out on me. You weren’t giving me your address and your friends left already. I brought you here to be safe.”

“No funny business?” You hesitated.

“None. I changed in the bathroom and slept on the floor all night.” Jason defended before pointing towards a tablet and water on the bedside table, “I brought you medicine and water.” 
“Thank you.” You whispered, “For everything. For caring for me.” 
“I’d like to care for you more. Would you like to get away from Riverdale and have a date? Where we can just be Jason and Y/N?”

“I’d like that.” You whispered blushing. Who would have thought that you two would end up on each other’s radar just by borrowing a pencil.

“How about some pancakes?” Jason questioned beginning the start of a tradition. Pancakes Saturdays.

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Excruciating // Jason Blossom

Summary: It’s unclear if it was a play or not but in the end you got into a relationship with Jason but grief struck when he died. You didn’t think anything could hurt so bad until you learnt what he was hiding from you. You would never be the same.

Characters: Jason Blossom x Reader, Cheryl Blossom, Betty Cooper, Jane (OFM) Reggie Mantle (mentioned), and Chuck Clayton (mentioned).

Words: 1225

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters. Nor do I own any gifs, jokes, lyrics or images unless otherwise stated.

Warnings: Possible swearing, agony, angst, death, underage drinking, and cheating (implied).

Requested: Yes. Anonymous.

Author: Caitsy.

A/N: Feels nice making angst ones again! Also I got a new tattoo!

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Parties weren’t something you were excited that happened. Especially since things happened that were taboo and never thought about again. Take Chuck Clayton, the perv hit on anything with boobs and no doubt waited until a girl was too drunk. Nobody went against him because how could you? He was a high standing football player that managed to get out of trouble with his father’s position.

At the same time it was spring break in the small town of Riverdale and any one under seventeen partied in the small town. The upperclassmen travelled to Florida to get absolutely smashed. You were ashamed to say that Jane, your best friend, had peer pressured you into drinking and you were still learning to hold your alcohol.

“I don’t know.” You mumbled pulled at the semi-short sleeve shirt you were wearing. Jane had always been the more wild out of you and took strides in everything.

“Come on!” She groaned, “Even scrawny Andrews is here!”

That took you by surprise. One of Riverdale’s golden boys was in the corner uncomfortably sipping on a beer. He had always interested you given that he was built like a twig that could snap at a simple poke. Somehow he was on the football team among larger built boys and one girl that was probably the toughest on the team.

“He’ll be wasted by the end of that beer.” You snorted at the redhead, “Hey maybe he’ll be the next Steve Rogers minus the serum, cool shield and a hot best friend.”

“Nerd.”

Jane giggled along with you before grabbing two empty solo cups and expertly filling them to the brim with cheap beer that tasted like ass. You were sure that your parents would kick your ass if they knew you were about drink at this party. One that was epitome of high school house parties with the loud music, grinding couples, and stupid drinking games.

“We should try beer pong!” Jane excitedly announced, “Reggie is over there!”

Jane had a slight obsession over the football player that was slightly concerning, the kind that makes you think of how broken and lost she’ll be. On the other hand Reggie placed his attention on her one hundred percent.

“No he’s coming over here.” You corrected her as the man in question gently grasped her arm. You didn’t want to know what was said with the deep blush overcoming her face.

“I’ll meet you later!” Jane called out as she followed Reggie.

You shook your head wandering over to the beer pong table nearly concealed by the amount of teens around it. In the corner was a Serpent definitely passed even the age of a college student holding little cards with names on them. He was selling the drugs that financed his gang.

“Crazy right.”

You jumped at the words coming from someone you never expected to have talked to. Blossom boy wonder was in front of you with a water bottle not opened in his hand. He nudged it into you hands while holding a red solo cup in his other.

“Jason?”

“Y/N.” He chuckled, “I know you don’t drink alcohol much and to be honest I don’t want to chance anything.”

“Change anything.”

“Rumours were going around of Chuck trying to spike drinks. Yours to be precise.”

“You cared?” You asked shocked.

“Of course. I’ll liked you since we were kids but you know how life controls your life.” Jason admitted ignoring the shocked gaze of his twin sister. You could see the near disgusting love she held for him, as if they were truly romantic soulmates.

“You’re sister is staring.”

“I don’t care.” Jason grinned brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. You blushed biting you lip as he grabbed your hand to bring you to the near stranded backyard.

You shot up in bed shaking from the memory of how your relationship with Jason began that one fateful party. You gagged racing into the bathroom to expel the vomit and the imaginary grief. Nothing helped the feeling of lose and loneliness.

Nothing was the same. Nothing would be the same. Not since he was taken from your life.

Jason had tearfully explained how he wouldn’t bring you into the horror story of a family life he had. So he planned to fake his death, earn some money and come for you for a new life. He used an old friend to create a story so you couldn’t be traced by to him. Polly was happy to help knowing that she wouldn’t have to reveal her baby as a creation of drunken night with Chuck.

Things changed. He didn’t make contact with you or Cheryl. That’s when things turned weird.

You had been wishing of him finding you before Betty called asking for you to come to Sweetwater River. That’s when life shattered when they carried your Jason out of the water swollen with water and a new addition to his forehead.

The weeks following were horrendous with the truth of why he was running away and your role. You were branded with suspicion from everyone. The grief kept you from going to his funeral and spending your time in bed next to a bucket. Everyone thought you were pregnant.

“Honey, I need you to do something for me.” Your father said rather uncomfortably. In his hands was a plastic bag with no markings on it.

“W-what.” You tried unsuccessful to clear your throat.

“I need you to go into the bathroom and take these. There’s water on the sink if you need it.” 
“Dad.” You started before seeing the contents in the bag, “I’m not pregnant.”

“You’ve been unable to keep anything done and with Jason running away I’m worried. Sweetheart you’ve been showing signs of pregnancy.” Dad whispered brushing your hair back.

“What if-“

“We’ll cross that bridge when we know.” Dad interrupted you, “No matter what I will love you. I will always stand by you in the worst of it.”

“What about M-mom?” You gasped feeling the tears coming back.

“She’ll come around.”

You weren’t pregnant but you were unable to get rid of the agony your life had turned into. It was going to get worse soon enough. The first day back at school Cheryl was telling you she needed you o come with her somewhere. That’s why you were standing near a locker in the middle of night at school.

Where your beliefs and world turned upside down again only this time by Jason himself. The rumoured Playbook that circulated the football team was open in front of you. It felt like you were underwater only barely able to hear everyone talking.

Beside Jason’s name was yours with a clearly written eight point five on the same line. You sank down on the locker in complete paralyzing betrayal. He had used you like you were a game that could be thrown out after it wasn’t shiny anymore. Was he even going to come back for you?

“I know this isn’t the time but I think you need to know something.” Betty said crouching in front of you, “Polly and Jason weren’t pretending. I found her diary. He got her pregnant and they were running away.”

“What.” You whispered before shattering in Cheryl’s shaking arms.

Nothing would be the same.

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Recover // Stiles Stilinski

Summary: After an assailant leaves you dying in the arms of your best friend some things are admitted with tears and blood. Unable to kickstart the healing you reveal feeling to give you peace but can your best friend save you?

Characters: Stiles Stilinski x Reader, Scott McCall, Dr. Alan Deaton and Lydia Martin (mentioned)

Words: 1301

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Warnings: Possible swearing, attempted murder, and fluff (somehow is included)

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Author: Caitsy

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You whimpered feeling the blood ooze out of the wound left by your assailant with no knowledge of who or why it happened. You weren’t healing like you should have been for some reason and it tore your study partner apart. He sat there by your side as your life trickled out of you and as it left your body he felt the pain fill his body.


“You can’t die on me.” Stiles cried out, “Who’s going to alternate watching tv, looking over our studies and talking about how we’ll apply to the same bureau location?”


“Y-you’ll live.” You gasped placing your hand on his cheek leaving a red print on his skin, with shaky hands you tried to swipe it off but only smeared it more.

“Why aren’t you healing!” Stiles cried out tugging you closer, “I can’t lose the love of my life.”

“That’s why.” The new voice interrupted as Stiles felt some relief, “Hey Y/N. I came as a soon as I could. I know why you aren’t healing.”

“Why?!” Stiles demanded. His eyes filled with tears, the ocean would be jealous of, were a searing mixture of agony and anger. Whether Stiles was angry at Scott for not being there wasn’t conclusive.

“She’s feeling guilty.” Scott said taking your hand and winced as the black veins appeared on his skin. He was taking as much pain away as he could before he flinched back.


“I-I caused you to break it off with Lydia.” You gasped at the sharp pain, “I was cruel to do that.”

“You didn’t do anything though.”

“I exist in your world where I shouldn’t. You belong with that gorgeous friend and you’ll get back together.” You gasped again before slowly closing your eyes. You screamed as a bone was forced to bend in a way it shouldn’t with Scott wincing both at your pain and Stiles’ glare.

“You did nothing wrong. Lydia and I were having problems already and I can’t help falling in love you more and more each day.” Stiles pleaded stroking your hair out of your eyes, “Don’t give up on us.”


You grunted in response before collapsing into the dark unknown abyss leaving Stiles shattered and Scott frantically looking over you. Stiles, in typical fashion, physically followed your limp body done until his sobs warmed your cooling skin and grasped your hands so tight. Scott knelt back as his best friend broke to the same point as the day Claudia died.

“Stiles.” Scott whispered placing his hand on the emotionally raw male.

“Why?!”

“Stiles! She’s fine!” Scott yelled, “The combined knowledge of your love for her and breaking her bone kickstarted her healing. She’s unconscious so her body can heal without strain.”


“A-are you sure?” Stiles sniffled.

“Put your head on her chest.” Listening to his best friends Stiles did as he was told. The small smile that crested onto his face showed that he too could hear the heartbeat of the girl.

“We should get her into the vet clinic so Deaton can look after her. More experience.” Stiles fixed his sentence at the offended expression on Scot’’s face.

“Fine.” Scott shook his head leaning done to scoop her into his arms.


“No! Let me.” Stiles demanded shoving Scott away before straining his body under the weight of Y/N. Now you weren't heavy but Stiles wasn’t known to be very strong even with a sixty pound box.

Grunting Stiles managed to do the oddest walk to the baby blue jeep outside in the parking lot. Scott, bless his soul, managed to let only a few laughs slip passed his lips. With a scowl Stiles slid you into the front seat and secured you in by the seatbelt.


“Where am I supposed to sit?”

“The back.” Stiles retorted turning the keys. There was an odd sound from the jeep before Stiles copied the actions to get the jeep running.

“But the front is my seat!”

“Not today. Get in.” Stiles exclaimed as Scott unceremoniously landed uncomfortably on the floor in the back of the cramped jeep. He was sometimes terrified of his best friend whether it be from his previous possession by the Nogitsune or just being Stiles.

“Stiles calm down.” Scott soothed, “She’s going to be okay.”

“We don’t know that.” Stiles retorted reaching over to caress her arm unable to live without some form of physical touch.

“You can trust me to say that because it’s true.”

“No Scott! The last time someone said it was going to okay was when a doctor told me, ‘everything is going to be fine son, she’ll be okay’ but she wasn’t.” Stiles snapped glaring at his best friend.

The ride was filled with anxious silence that nearly choked the True Alpha with the highly concentrated pheromones coming from the human boy. Typically Scott could ignore the pheromones but the intense mixture of grief, worry, love and sadness was too intense so he rolled down the window with a lot of effort.

“What happened?” Deaton questioned his hands going over the girls limbs with professional care.


“You should tou-“

“I’m a doctor Stiles. This is strictly concern for my patient and friend.” Deaton reassured him, “Now tell me what caused this and why she wasn’t able to heal on her own?”

“It was dark. I didn’t see when it happened. When I heard her whimper I tried to get over as soon as I could but when I got there it was only her.” Stiles bit his lip frowning as he did so.

“It was human. Nothing was supernatural about it.” Scott said blinking.

“Are you sure?” Stiles questioned pushing his head to stare at the werewolf.


“Definitely. It was a scent, human scent, that I had no prior interference with.”

“Okay so there was nothing supernatural about it but that doesn’t explain why she’s healing slow.”

“Guilt.” Scott muttered, “She’s guilty because Stiles is giving her attention and she returns the attention but the knowledge that Lydia is hostile towards her is paining her.”


“Lydia and I broke up over something that wasn’t connected to Y/N at all. It was only after the breakup that I discovered that I love her in ways that I had never and could never love Lydia. There’s something magnetic about her that both challenges and excites me.” Stiles started, “Maybe it was her quiet concern for everyone or maybe it was how she fought for what she believed was right.”

“I get it.” Deaton replied smiling at the young man, “She does too.”

“What do you mean?” Stiles exclaimed lunging over to the table.


“She’s healing.” Deaton smiled pointing to the wound on her stomach that glued itself back together leaving only blood staining her skin.

“Y/N? Sweetheart?” Stiles whispered crouching to be level with the table, “Can you hear me?”



“Y-yeah.” You sighed fluttering your eyelids to meet the honey brown irises on the one person you wanted to see for the rest of your life. Stiles Stilinski.


“Oh thank god.” Stiles cried crushing your head against his shoulder as tears began to rain down both of your cheeks, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You mumbled back equally relieved.

“Called it.” Deaton smiled towards Scott, “I told you they would get together. In simple english the only way to describe them is soulmates.”

“Congratulations! Grads of Beacon Hills High School!” With that you, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, and Malia stood up with the rest of the graduating class. Hats were tossed while Stiles pulled you in for a long overdo excited kiss.

“I love you.” Stiles said with a small smile, “I’m so happy that you’re coming with me.”

“There’s no place I would rather be.” You smiled back.

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Elysian // Derek Hale

Prompt #9: “Excuse me! That’s my side of the bed.”

Author: Caitsy 
Warnings: Swearing, implied blood and gore, Doctor, and fluff.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or the characters that appear in this. Nor do I own any images or gifs from it either.

Summary: Reader comes home delirious from lack of sleep and long hours as a surgeon to find someone in their bed. Of course you know who it is after a while but they still took your side.

Characters: Derek Hale x Reader, Scott McCall (mentioned), Stiles Stilinski (mentioned), Gerard  Argent (mentioned), and Kate Argent (mentioned).

Requested: Yes. Anonymous.

A/N: It’s short but I find it amusing seeing as it’s from an AU but I’ve included dreams of our version of the show.

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Long day at the hospital being pulled into one scheduled surgery and then two emergency surgeries did not bode well for you. You were still exhausted from the shift before this one from a multiple car accident. In the last three days you were pretty sure you had only had roughly twenty hours of sleep in the last seventy two.

You stumbled your way with the small house you inherited from you parents before yanking every piece of clothing off. Left in your underwear you yawned turning the lights on in the bedroom. Laying in there was a lump and in your sleep deprived mind you didn’t know who it was.

“Mr. Stranger? Excuse me! That’s my side of the bed.” You grumbled. The lump sat up in bed letting the sheet fall to his waist.

“Babe?”

“Derek? What are you doing here?”

“Sleeping in our bed?” Derek hesitantly asked climbing out to grip your hand, “You’re out of it. We moved in together and tonight is the first night we’ve spent together.”

“That’s my side.” 
“I must have rolled over in my sleep. Come on.” Derek whispered nestling his head into you neck, “How much sleep have you gotten?”

“We all can’t be blessed with an inheritance and a well off company.” You grunted falling onto your side of the bed before Derek lifted you back up.

“No. We both know you’ll hit me for not making you grab a shirt.” Derek chuckled helping to pull the shirt over top of your head. By the time it was resting of your chest you were already out cold.

You yawned curling into a small ball in your fiancé arms basking in the love of having the next two days off. You were amused by the dream that you had.

“Baby?” Derek groaned huskily.

“I had the weirdest dream.” You laughed.

“What was it? Did you perform surgery on a panda again?” Derek said referring to the odd dream from last month.

“That you were an Alpha werewolf. That shy volunteer at the vet clinic was the Alpha of a mismatched pack.” You shook you head as he began laughing in your ear.

“I think you inhaled some kind of drug at work. You’re being weird again.” Derek chuckled, “You still need sleep. Let’s sleep in.”

“The sheriff’s son was possessed!”

“The kid that’s terrified of me? Nah. He wouldn’t survive a minute in this supernatural world you dreamt of.” Derek nearly fell out of bed laughing.

You hummed drifting back to sleep in a world encased with fear and hunters. The long deceased founder of Argent Arms International was the leader and his sadistic bitch of a daughter was a werejaguar? Maybe you should request some time off.

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