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Requests are open! Fandoms I write for: Supernatural, Star Wars, Merlin, Harry Potter, Marvel, Peter Pan, and The Outsiders. No NSFW/smut.

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Are you accepting requests

Yes! I’m returning to this account and I’m ready to write :)

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May I ask for a Thor story where Thor doesnt understand the concept of Halloween

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YES!!! I love that idea soooo much. Thanks for the request.

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Fan Fic Idea Giveaway

So I quit doing fan fic for a while due to feeling pressure to constantly put out material that I wasn’t personally interested in. So I have a few ideas that I’m willing to giveaway to other writers who want them. Leave an ask for a specific prompt and it’s yours :)

Hux x Reader- Based off of a part in Peter Rabbit (which Domhnall is in) where he gives the reader wildflowers on a new planet they go to

Hux x Reader- Also based off of a scene in Peter Rabbit where he or the Reader messes up and upsets the other. As an apology they press their foreheads together as seen in rabbits.

A head cannon about Hux meeting Matt

Kylo Ren x Reader- the Reader has headaches and Kylo tries to use the force to help heal her

? X Reader- Buckys granddaughter finds him years later and they’re both the same age. Before he went into the war, he accidentally got your grandmother pregnant with your mom/dad. Now here you are coincidentally dating one of the avengers.

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Hiii so I don’t know if you want to do headcanons but if you did anything for soft/cuddly Dallas Winston from the outsiders? 💕 I just found your blog and I’ve already fallen in love!!!

Hey! So I’m returning to writing and I’m more than up for this request. Any specifics? Or just soft cuddly Dallas?

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Oh my gosh. So I just today got back into Being Human, and I was browsing the Josh tag and saw your post from July. Are you still considering writing for the fandom? Would you just write for a specific character, or all of them?

I’d be so psyched to get into writing with that fandom! I’d probably be okay with writing for many characters. If I have an issue with a request, I can message you. Hit me up with your request since I just started writing again. :)

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Imagine Steve returning to you after you were told he was dead

Requested by: Anonymous

PARTIALLY WRITTEN PRE-ENDGAME. Posting as an attempt to restart this account and become active again

You had gotten into an arugment with him about him going back to fight so soon after his closest friends were killed by Thanos

He thought that you didn’t have any faith in him

He slept on the couch that night

When you woke up to make some coffee, Steve had written you a note and left it on the counter

Y/N, I have to get them back. Please trust me. Love, Steve

You were angry but ultimately knew he would do whatever it took to get his friends back

You spent the next few days as you normally would when Steve was gone on a mission with the Avengers. You would go to work and then do something special to treat yourself that night

One night you decided to take a relaxing bubble bath. 

As your mind drifted, you heard a knock on the door and scrambled led to get in your robe and to the door

When you opened it, there were two SHIELD agents standing there

“Mrs. Rogers, Steve Rogers passed away this afternoon while fighting Thanos. I am deeply sorry for your loss.”

You slammed the door in their faces with tears streaming down your face

Running to the phone to call Steve only to get his voicemail

That night you barely got any sleep as you called your friends to report the terrible news. In between calls, you would begin crying only to remind yourself to stop because Steve wouldn’t want you to be so upset.

The next day, you sat on your couch in your apartment, almost catatonically, staring at the spot where Steve would always snuggle with you

In the middle of the day, you hear the lock to your apartment click which causes you to snap out of your previous state and run to the kitchen to get a knife

You peek around the corner and see that they’re coming closer

You’re about to attack when you see him- Steve

The knife clangs on the kitchen tile as you drop it in shock and run to Steve

ou shakily reach out to touch his chest because you think he’s a ghost

When your hand firmly reaches his chest, he pulls you in as you start crying

“I thought you were dead,” you sobbed.

Steve runs his hand through your hair, “Shhhhh. I’m okay. I’m here.”

Steve explained everything that night about how he was stuck in the past. When he didn’t return, everyone assumed he had died

You spent that entire night cuddling, too afraid to let him go again

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Don’t Let Me Down- Part One

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Written for: @caplansteverogers ’s writing challenge

Prompt: Don’t Let Me Down- Daya ft. Chainsmokers

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death

Word Count: 769

Summary: Essentially is the end of Thor Ragnarok. The reader, Loki, Banner, Valkyrie, and the rest of Asgard are celebrating Thor coming to power when Thanos attacks their ship.

A.N.: This is going to be a series. All parts will incorporate lyrics from Don’t let Me Down in the fic. I’m so sorry that this turned into more of a prologue than a part one. My laptop broke, and I didn’t want to finish this on my phone, so I had to cut it short.

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Don’t Let Me Down- Part One

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Written for: @caplansteverogers ’s writing challenge

Prompt: Don’t Let Me Down- Daya ft. Chainsmokers

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death

Word Count: 769

Summary: Essentially is the end of Thor Ragnarok. The reader, Loki, Banner, Valkyrie, and the rest of Asgard are celebrating Thor coming to power when Thanos attacks their ship.

A.N.: This is going to be a series. All parts will incorporate lyrics from Don’t let Me Down in the fic. I’m so sorry that this turned into more of a prologue than a part one. My laptop broke, and I didn’t want to finish this on my phone, so I had to cut it short.

You rushed into your room with tears threatening to spill out. You and The Revengers had just managed to save half of Asgard’s population, but it came at a cost. The cost of your boyfriend’s, and Thor's brother’s, life. You needed to be away from the celebration of the minor victory. It was amazing that you had been able to save as many people as you did, but it wasn’t worth celebrating if the right person wasn’t by your side. You sat on your bed, brought a pillow up to your face, and began sobbing into it. You let out all that you had been holding in every since you saw Asgard explode with Loki still on it. You heard some cheers nearby and quieted your sobs. You looked up and tried to connect with Odin’s spirit.

“I’m so sorry, but right now I need a miracle. Hurry up now, I need a miracle!” you screamed the last sentence. You were angry at Loki for dying, angry at Thor and yourself for not saving him, and angry at any celestial being that didn’t bring him back. Just then, you heard a knock on your door and you perked up. You wiped the tears off of your cheeks as you rearranged your bed. Once you decided that you and your room didn’t look like you had a breakdown, you rose your voice, “Come in.”

The door opened and Thor peeked his head in. “Are you okay, Lady Y/N? I heard screaming.”

You shot him a fake smile, “Yeah, I’m fine. It must’ve just been some of the partiers nearby that you heard.”

“I have a surprise to cheer you up,” Thor said with a cheesy smile. He’d always been able to see right through your lies. Thor opened the door wider and there he stood- Loki. You stared in awe. Your knees felt weak and you sat on the bed.

“I think I’m losing my mind now. Loki? Is that really you?” you sat still on the bed, not wanting to possibly cast away this perfect illusion of your dead boyfriend.

“It’s me,” he smiled and rushed over to your side. You cautiously reached your arm out to touch him. When your hand landed on his firm chest, you looked up at him with tears in your eyes and a huge smile.

“It really is you!” you said breathlessly as you pulled him in for a hug. You pulled away, “I thought you were dead! How did you get out?”

“I-” you cut him off as you began to kiss him passionately. Loki quickly returned the kiss as your mouths moved in sync with each other.

Thor cleared his throat and you quickly pulled away, realizing that he was still in the room.

“Sorry,” you smiled weakly.

“I’m not,” Loki said partially out of breath as he pulled you onto his lap.

He grabbed your face and Thor quickly spoke up, “I think we should go and join the celebration.”

“But we were celebrating by ourselves right here,” you pouted.

Loki nodded to Thor and quickly picked your up in a bridal carry. You squealed as you felt the change in distance from the ground. You planted a kiss on Loki’s cheek as he carried you through the hallways to the main area. He put you down as Thor walked up to Valkyrie, Heimdall, Bruce, Korg, and Miek.

“Your throne,” Valkyrie announced with a smile as Thor sat down.

“So, King of Asgard,” Heimdall began as Thor chessily waved to the watching crowd, “Where to?”

You smiled at Thor before realizing that he is officially king. You reached for Loki’s hand and looked over at him to check on his emotional state, only to see a genuine smile on his face directed at Thor. You turned your attention back to Thor.

“I’m not sure,” Thor replied looking around to your group, “Any suggestions? Miek? Where are you from?”

“Oh… Miek’s dead. Yeah. I accidentally stomped on him on the bridge. I just feel so guilty, so I’ve been carrying him around all day,” Korg said sadly. Just then, Miek popped up and made one of his sounds. You giggled and leaned into Loki.

“Aw! Miek, you’re alive! He’s alive, guys!” Korg happily reported. “What was your question again?”

“Earth it is,” Thor said looking forward with a proud smile on his face.

As Heimdall began to prepare to launch the ship to Earth, you saw a large ship approaching yours.

“Wait,” you muttered, reaching out to Heimdall. “Look,” you breathed as the large ship continued to head towards you.

Thank you so much for reading! Likes, reblogs, and feedback are always appreciated! Requests are open. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist for this series. :)

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Thank you so much for 600 followers!

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Updating my requests rule

Requests are once again allowed. Below are the rules for what I’ll write.

No smut/NSFW

Please only request for the people and fandoms I list below. If it’s not listed, message me first before sending an ask.

Fandoms/People I’ll write for:

Marvel

Supernatural

Being Human

Merlin

It (2017)

The Outsiders

Star Wars

Harry Potter

Lance Tucker

Chase Collins

Frank Adler

Chris Evans

Sebastian Stan

Tom Hiddleston

Tom Holland

Peter Pan (from OUAT)

Request away!

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Prize: A lengthy one shot with the prompt and/or plot of your choice. It can be personalized or not, whatever you decide

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Thank you so much! I absolutely loved the prompt and thank you for being so patient with me.

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A New Kind of Mystery Spot

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Dean x Meg, Meg x Hercules, Hercules x Reader, and Dean x Reader (I know it’s a lot, but trust me)

Prompt: Team Free Will gets stuck in a Disneyverse of my choosing

Written for: @jensenyourdeanisshowing’s writing challenge

Warnings: Somewhat cheating

Word Count: 4,002

Summary: TFW gets stuck in the Hercules movie and mess up the events. They have to fix it and put it back on track in order to escape.

A.N.: Sorry for the title. I couldn’t come up with anything else.

As you woke up, you felt the cool grass under your skin. You smiled as you ran your fingers along the blades. You breathed in a deep, refreshing breath of clean air. Then a sudden realization pulled you out of your state of relaxation: you had fallen asleep on a lumpy bed in a motel room last night. What were you doing in the middle of a forest? You sat up and didn’t see anyone near you.

“Dean?” you called out. “Where are you?”

You heard a rustling in the bushes and turned towards the sound, ready to attack whatever came out of it. You balled up your fists as the noise became closer, but then you heard a familiar voice.

“Y/N? It’s Dean. I have Sam and Cas with me. Where are you?”

You got up and approached the area where his voice had come from.

“I’m over here!” you shouted, desperate to see them.

Within a few moments, Dean, Sam, and Cas had found their way through the bushes and to you. You rushed towards them and hugged Dean with tears in your eyes.

“Where are-”

Your question was cut off by a shrill scream not far away. Dean, without a word, rushed towards the scream. You, Sam, and Cas sprinted after him, hoping that you weren’t running straight towards danger. Unfortunately, your suspicions were confirmed when you reached a pond and saw a woman in a purple Greek dress being attacked by a hideous monster. She tried punching at the beast as Dean fearlessly approached them.

“Hey!” he yelled at the creature raising his gun. ”Let her go!”

Suddenly, the woman stopped struggling and turned to Dean. “I can handle this. Have a nice day!”

He looked at her completely stupefied. However, his concentration on the monster and his grip on the gun didn’t waiver for a moment.

“Excuse me? If you don’t mind me saying, it doesn’t look like you’re handling it well.”

She smiled at him flirtatiously as she sat cooly as if completely unaware of the situation she was currently in. “Everyone has their own way of handling things.”

Just then, a gunshot wrung out over the silence and the monster fell with the woman still in his large hand. As he fell, his hand went limp and he let go of her, leaving her to fall a long distance. Dean ran up to her and caught her in his arms.

“Well, aren’t you quite the hero.”

Dean smiled shyly under her confident gaze. You had never seen him act like this around you. It was always him charming you while you blushed and couldn’t think of what to say. You hated seeing him this way with someone else. You turned to walk away when you felt your body run into a huge wall of muscle. You looked up and was awestruck by the man you saw.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you,” you muttered trying to gain anything close to your composure.

He laughed lightly which made your knees weaken. “It’s okay. It was my fault. Is everything okay here? I heard someone scream, and I rushed here as fast as I could.”

You looked over at Dean and Meg flirting and rolled your eyes. “Uhhh, yeah. I think my friend, Dean, handled it. But that was very courageous of you to simply drop everything and rush over here,” you said flirtatiously.

You placed a hand on his chest and looked up at him. You studied his features. As you looked longer and longer, you questioned how a man could ever be so attractive. It was as if he had the beauty of a God. Just then, you realized Cas was watching you, and you pulled away slightly.

“I’m Y/N by the way.”

“Hercules,” the man said as he stretched out his arm to meet yours. You froze in place. Hercules! You were meeting the Hercules! This had to be a dream. Still, you shook his hand and introduced Cas as he slowly approached the two of you.

You flirted with Hercules a little more. You had loved the Disney movie, Hercules, but he looked so much more attractive than Walt Disney had ever portrayed him. Every aspect of his face was chiseled and his large eyes held a kindness in them not known to man. He was incredibly muscled, even more so than Chris Hemsworth in Thor Ragnarok you silently noted. Just then you realized you had been staring. Again. You cleared your throat and tried to get Cas to help you in this awkward situation. However, he stayed silent, forcing you to say something.

“Uhhh, sorry,” you muttered awkwardly. You knew Hercules had seen you staring at him. There was no point in trying to keep it a secret. But you cringed as you said the words.

He once again laughed that captivating laugh of his. “Don’t apologize. I’m glad that someone as beautiful as you can even contemplate anything romantic with me.”

You blushed as you noticed he called you beautiful. You began to say something back when someone came out of the bushes and disrupted your thoughts. It was a creature that seemed to be half goat and half human. You remembered from the Disney movie that his name was Phil.

“We have to go,” he said to Hercules without taking notice of you.

“Can it wait?” Hercules said motioning to you. You laughed a little at the crazy situation as you waved to Phil who stared at you judgingly.

“Sorry, kid.”

Hercules looked at you sadly. “Perhaps, I’ll see you another time.”

“Perhaps,” you replied so that only he could hear it.

As he turned to leave, you turned your attention back to Dean and the woman. Suddenly, it clicked. She was Meg! You had always loved Meg in the movie and felt bad for hating her now. But who could blame you, she was flirting with your man. You heard a neigh and looked up to the sky from which the sound had come from. You saw Hercules and Phil on Pegasus. All of your Disney dreams were coming true. You cheered at them loudly before feeling Dean’s hand on your shoulder. You turned around coldly.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Oh, nothing. Except that you were flirting with Meg even though we’re supposedly dating.”

“Well, it sure looked like you and Mr. Muscles were getting very cuddly.”

“Guys, now is not the time,” Sam cut in. “Wait, how did you know her name?”

“Right,” you began turning to Sam so you could focus. “I think we’re stuck in the Disney movie, Hercules.”

“What? How?” Dean breathed.

“My guess is Gabriel,” Sam rolled his eyes at the bad memories with the trickster archangel.

“Okay, so how do we get out of here? Cas, can you transport us out?” Dean asked.

“No. I don’t have any of my powers here. I tried earlier with the beast, but nothing happened.”

You sighed.

“And we just ruined the movie. Hercules was supposed to kill the beast, and Meg was supposed to meet him then. But now, she met Dean who killed the beast. And I met Hercules. Oh no,” you grumbled.

“What?” Dean asked.

“Meg and Hercules were supposed to fall in love. But now Meg is flirting with you, and Hercules is flirting with me. We’ve completely thrown off the movie.”

“I bet in order to get out of here we have to put the movie back on its tracks,” Sam explained.

“But what about Gabriel?” you asked.

“I’m sure we’ll see him later,” Dean said unhappily.

Meanwhile…

“I think I found him,” Meg announced.

A blue being, who looked as if the top of his head was on fire, walked to their throne and sat down. ”You think?”

“Well, he said his name was Dean, not Hercules. But he saved me from the monster.”

“Anyone could’ve saved you from the creature if they were lucky enough! What makes you think it’s him?”

“He used this weapon in his hand that I had never seen before to kill the beast. And he looked big and strong.”

“Does someone have a little crush on this Dean?”

Meg rolled her eyes and turned around to leave.

“Wait! You must test him to see if he truly is Hercules. Tell him that there are two boys trapped from a rockslide and take him to the Hydra.”

“But he could die,” Meg said worriedly.

“So she does like him. But that doesn’t matter. If he’s Hercules, he’ll survive.”

You were in the marketplace with Sam, Dean, and Cas trying to figure out how to survive in this realm when you saw a flash of purple in the corner of your eye.

“Please! Help! Please! There’s been a terrible accident!” you heard the familiar voice call.

You turned to see no other than Meg. You rolled your eyes and sighed to yourself as Dean looked up almost protectively.

“Meg?”

“Dean! Thank goodness!” she said breathlessly.

“What’s wrong?” Dean asked with his eyebrows knit together.

“Outside of town, two little boys, they’re playing in the gorge. There was this rock slide. A terrible rockslide! They’re trapped!” she explained trying to catch her breath.

“Of course there was,” you muttered to Sam who chuckled quietly.

Sam had always thought that you and Dean were great together. In fact, he was the one who helped you realize that Dean liked you. You could hear him yelling at Dean the night that they met Meg. You were able to catch your name, the word soulmate, and something about not throwing away the best thing that's ever happened to him.

“Sam, this is no laughing matter,” Cas grumbled as he began walking over to Dean and Meg.

“If you can show me where the gorge is, I can try to rescue the boys,” Dean said heroically.

“Follow me,” she motioned towards the closest exit of the market. “And bring your friends.”

Dean motioned to the three of you to follow him. You rolled your eyes but found your feet involuntarily moving in the direction that Dean had pointed to. You hoped that maybe Hercules would somehow get there first. He would save the boys, win Meg’s heart, and set the movie back on track. You kept daydreaming about Hercules until you got near the spot, and you heard two boys voices.

“Help! I can’t breathe!” One boy screamed.

“Hurry!” the other pleaded.

“Get us out! We’re suffocating!” they continued and began coughing. “Somebody call IXII.”

Dean reached the rock that they were both pinned under. Suddenly, you remembered this part in the movie. It was a trap. A trap meant for Hercules. The boys were actually Hades’ helpers disguised.

“Dean!” you exclaimed trying to get closer to him, but Meg blocked your way.

“Don’t worry. I’ll have you out in no time,” Dean smiled to the boys with a wink.

You could feel your heartbeat throughout your body. This was your one chance at setting the movie right. You did the only thing you could think of doing.

“Hercules! Please help us!” you screamed as loud as you could.

Meg turned to you, “Hercules?”

You didn’t even acknowledge what was going on. All that you knew was that this could be your last chance to set the movie straight and be able to leave.

“Hercules!” you screamed worried about losing your voice. “Please! I’m begging you! I need you! Hercules!”

You looked into the sky and saw a figure coming closer. You soon recognized the figure of Pegasus with Hercules on his back. You desperately waved to them as they came closer and closer. Finally, Pegasus landed and Hercules quickly jumped off of him.

“Y/N,” Hercules came over and placed his hands gently on your face. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I’m okay, but there are two boys trapped beneath those rocks. I knew Dean couldn’t get them out, but I thought you might be able to,” you said as you lightly rubbed your hands up and down his arms.

He looked at you for a minute, gave you a quick kiss, and rushed off to the boys. You were left dazed with Sam and Cas by your side. You looked on as Hercules lifted up the rock off of the ground. You looked on in astonishment. You looked to your side and saw Meg doing the same. The boys ran out from the rock.

“How you boys doing?” Hercules asked with a smile.

“We’re okay now.”

“Jeepers, Mister! You’re really strong!”

“Well, just try to be a little more careful next time, okay, kids?” Hercules asked heroically.

“We sure will,” one of the kids said before both of them rushed off.

You looked on with a huge grin on your face. You were upset that you would have to give him up and return home, but you knew that you didn't belong here. It was for the best. You remembered the next part of the movie as you saw Meg look sadly at Hercules. He was currently talking to Phil. You froze in place.

“Y/N? What’s wrong?” Sam asked noticing the sudden change as Dean returned to your side.

“We have to get out of here!” you exclaimed as you heard the growling of a beast no other than the Hydra.

Suddenly, a claw came out of a dark cavern as the beast moved out of the shadows. It roared and Phil ran off while Hercules was frozen. He quickly turned to you, “Y/N, go!”

You grabbed Dean and Cas who were the closest to you and ran. You knew that Sam was right next to you. You couldn’t help but worry for Hercules, even if you knew that he would win. You stopped in your tracks and turned back as the Hydra rushed towards Hercules who was stabbing his sword in different directions, each time missing the monster.

“Y/N! What are you doing?” Dean asked pulling you away from the scene.

“We can’t just leave him! I don't want him to get hurt, Dean!” you said as tears welled up in your eyes.

Dean let go of your arm and stepped to where he was closer to you. He pulled you into him and looked in your eyes.

“You’ve seen this movie, right?”

You nodded your head.

“And how does it turn out?”

“Hercules kills it.”

“Exactly. So he’ll be fine. We have to go. The story is back on track. Meg knows who Hercules is and everything else will fall into place. We have to be alive in order to go back home. And that means that we have to leave now and let the story continue.”

You nodded your head sadly and began rushing up the stone stairs once more. You hated leaving Hercules alone, but you knew it was the only way to be able to return home.

You had decided to leave Hercules and Meg alone for awhile to let them develop their love story. Most days, you would try to receive intel on them from the villagers who you talked to regularly. You figured that even though you couldn't be a part of the main story that it wouldn't hurt to talk to villagers who weren't in the story.

One night, you were messing with the dress you had bought the previous day in the marketplace to help you fit in. You had picked out an emerald green silk dress. It matched Dean’s eyes perfectly, and he had been speechless when you showed it to him. You and him had addressed the whole flirting with other people thing. The two of you had been able to forgive each other and were closer now because of it. You leaned your head against his shoulder when you heard a voice.

“Y/N. Please, we need you. Hercules, Meg, and I need you and your friends. I don’t know where you went after Hercules saved those boys, but we need you. If you can hear me, it’s Phil and Meg’s hurt real bad. I don’t know if she’s going to make it.”

You lifted your head suddenly.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Dean asked looking at you with his eyes full of worry.

“It’s Phil. He said he needs us. He said Meg might die. We need to go help them,” you said quickly getting up and heading for the door.

“Wait, what?” Sam questioned. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know, Sam. I just heard his voice. I don’t know if it’s something just in this realm or if it’s Phil or if it’s me. I don’t know. What I do know is that we have to go help them.”

“But won’t that mess up the story? Do you even know where he is?” Sam asked, always the realist.

“We’ve already messed up the story enough. And yes I know where they are. Follow me,” you explained rushing out of the hut. Phil had never told you where they were but as soon as his voice left your head, you got a flash of a place with a deep internal need to go there. You couldn’t explain it and blamed it on the realm.

“We’ll never get there in time, Y/N!” Dean exclaimed.

You gasped as you ran for your bag. After Phil had gotten to know you a little, he had given you four beads that when dipped in water could take the holder anywhere they needed to go. You grabbed them out of you bag and handed one each to Sam, Dean, and Cas.

“We need water and as soon as these touch the water, you all need to be holding onto me.”

You rushed outside to the nearest water well. You pushed past the line of people and each got your beads wet. You wait until Cas, Dean, and Sam had grabbed onto you. You closed your eyes and imagined the place. When you opened your eyes, you saw Hercules sobbing and  huddled over Meg’s pale, limp body while Phil and Pegasus looked on sadly.

“Meg!” Dean gasped, rushing to Hercules side.

“Hercules!” you cried and ran over to comfort him. You hugged him as Phil came over and gave you a sad smile.

“Y/N, I’m glad you could come,” he turned to Hercules. “I’m sorry, kid. There are somethings that you just can’t change.”

Hercules looked up with a determined look on his face. “Yes, I can.”

You decided to stay with Phil and Meg’s body as Hercules left to save Meg. You knew you’d only be a distraction. You smiled sadly at the situation. The movie had truly been restored. You always cried at this part. You looked over Meg’s body as tears streamed down your cheeks. You were going to get to go home but you’d have to leave this. You had imagined yours and Dean’s life together here while you had been staying out of Hercules’s and Meg’s way. You imagined buying your own little hut and starting a family here. Sam could meet a beautiful maiden in town and start a family with her. Cas could be introduced to his lover through Phil who would’ve known just the girl. You continued to let the tears flow as everyone, unbeknownst to you, looked up and saw Hercules return with Meg’s soul.

“Y/N,” Dean motioned to Hercules, and you quickly got out of the way.

You looked on at the situation as the color returned into Meg’s body, and she took in a deep breath. You looked at the joy on Hercules’s face and saw the glow around his being. You realized that he had gotten back his godly glow. You smiled at the scene unfolding before you.

“Wonderboy, what? Why did you-?” Meg began.

Hercules chuckled, “People always do crazy things when they’re in love.”

He pulled her closer to kiss her but a lightning bolt cracked at their feet before they could. A cloud formed at their feet and began to whisk them away.

“Wait, Y/N.” Hercules said turning to you as the cloud listened to his order and stopped in place. “Would you and your friends like to come with us since you helped us meet each other?”

You nodded happily. Dean helped you up on the cloud and once all of you were on, you were carried to Mount Olympus. Once there, you met all of the Gods. However, you interrupted Zeus when he introduced you to Dionysius.

“Gabriel?!” you exclaimed as you looked at the archangel.

“Indeed it is!” he cheered with a playful smirk.

“Get us the hell out of here!” Dean said grabbing him by his robes. None of the other Gods moved because they didn’t know what to do.

“Is that really what you want?” Gabe asked the group of you before turning directly to you. “Y/N, is that really what you want?”

Dean looked between the two of you questioningly as you looked down at the ground. “Y/N, what is he talking about? Do you really not want to leave?” Dean asked.

Involuntary tears once again began to flow down your face. “Dean, at first, I wanted to do all I could to leave. But now… now I can see us building a life here. An amazing life with us married with kids. Sam can live in the hut next to us with his wife and kids. Cas could meet someone and make new mystical friends. We could stay close to Meg and Hercules. It’d be great.”

“Babe, we don’t belong here. We belong back home,” Dean said sadly raising your chin so that he was looking in your eyes.

“I know. I’m just going to miss everyone here,” you exclaimed looking to Hercules and Meg.

Zeus stepped in front of the crowd and waved his arm as a necklace appeared. The chain part was a solid, golden vine with delicate golden leaves sprouting off. The pendant held the all-to-well-known symbol of a cloud and lightning bolt that Hercules’s medallion proudly carried at the beginning of the film when he’s a baby. He held it out to you with a smile on his face, “For your travels.”

“Thank you so much,” you smiled.

Zeus handed it to Hercules, and you turned around so he could put it on you. You turned back around and gave Hercules a long hug.

“Thank you, Y/N. For helping me become who I am and for helping me find Meg.” The two of you pulled away and you went to hug Meg.

You whispered in her ear, “You two will make a great couple.” You felt her smile.

After everyone said their goodbyes, Gabriel approached the group of you and lightly tapped on your forehead. You opened your eyes and felt the lumpy motel bed supporting your body. You instantly reached up to your neck to make sure the necklace was still there. You smiled as you felt the cool metal against the warmth of your skin. You heard Dean stir awake next to you.

“Hey,” you said with a smile.

“Hey,” he replied groggily as if he had been asleep in the bed this whole time. “Did you mean what you said? About us getting married and starting a family?”

You took in a deep breath and looked to see if Sam or Cas were back yet. They weren’t. You turned back to Dean with a smile on your face, “I meant every word.”

Dean pulled you into him as you both smiled widely. You leaned towards Dean and your lips met his. It was the best kiss the two of you had shared in a while. Once the two of you broke apart, he pulled you closer to him, and you snuggled laying there on the bed. After laying together for a few hours while Sam and Cas returned and got their bearings, Dean whispered in your ear, “Then let’s do it.”

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Yes I do! Here it is:https://xx-multi-fandom-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174581752684/the-outsiders-masterlist

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The Celebrity Encounter

Fandom: Marvel

Paring: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,072

Summary: After going on a vacation, you run into someone who you never expected to see.

A.N.: This is almost entirely based on a dream I had. The gif is pretty much exactly what he looks like in my dream and the fic. Y/F/N- Your friend’s name. 

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Sherlock x Reader: The One Known As Irene Adler

A/N: This is for @xx-multi-fandom-imagines #Rose's500FollowerChallenge. And this story uses female pronouns for the reader.

Summary: Sherlock and Reader, after a three-day vacation, come home to see Irene Adler. But, they want to have a little bit of fun with her.

Warnings: Some swearing, mentions of being naked, kissing(?), fluff, and mentions of sex.

Y/S is your sister’s name.

Readers POV

You were sleeping all sweet and sound, warm and cozy, smiling in your sleep; in Sherlock’s arms. “Y/N” A voice that sounded like Y/S, sang. She sang again, “Wakey, wakey!” You groaned, not wanting to wake up. Then, you immediately woke up remembering that You and Sherlock needed to go back home. Kind of weird calling London home, but it is now.

Shaking Sherlock, You tried to wake him up. The second You touched him he woke up. Sherlock observed tiredly, “We forgot to wake up in time, didn’t we?” You chuckled, nodding.

“Sher, we have to get our stuff,” You reminded and checked Sherlock’s watch, it was five a.m. Not enough time to say ‘bye’ to the rest of Your family. Mainly because You didn’t want to wake them. You asked Y/S, “Can you say 'bye’ to rest of the family?” Y/S nodded. You didn’t even notice Sherlock manuvered around You to scale the stairs and get Your suitcases. “Bye, Y/S,” You smiled and hugged her. You stated sternly, “Don’t forget!”

Y/S rolled her eyes, “I’m not THAT forgetful!” You looked at her unamused. She kind of giggled at herself. “Bye!” She waved as You walked to the front door, eventually out, with Sherlock. You smiled warmly as You waved as well.

3 hour time skip

You and Sherlock got Your suitcases from the back of the taxi and went inside the flat, just to the stairs. You heard footsteps in Your flat. Heels were clicking, definitely female heels. And definitely light in weight. Too light to be Molly, plus from what You could tell, she doesn’t wear heels. You stopped Sherlock before he could even step on one stair. Who is a woman, that either You or Sherlock knows, that wears heels a lot? The thought hit You like a train. “Irene.” You stated simply, looking at the stairs.

“Oh,” Sherlock had obviously not deduced that yet, which made You smile a bit. He suggested, “How about we have a little bit of fun with her?”

You pondered, smiling fully now, “And how do you plan on doing that, love?” You already knew some ways of how You could, but You wanted to hear his ideas.

“You could say 'love’ more,” Sherlock winked, which made Your heart melt. You won’t ever get used to that and You don’t think You want to. “And maybe change into a dress.” He smiled.

You inquired, “Your favorite one?” Sherlock nodded. “Well then, go up first and I’ll change as fast as I can.” You explained as You left for Your flat to change into Sherlock’s favorite dress of Yours. And no, it’s not sexual.

*Sherlock’s POV*

I scaled the stairs with an extra skip in my step. Most likely, Irene will be surprised I have a girlfriend and TRY to trump Y/N, but I know Y/N will desimate her. I slowly opened the door to SURPRISE! Meet Irene wearing my robe and 4 inch black heels. Seems like she’s been here a while. Maybe while I was off with Y/N. She smiled, “Hello again, Mr. Holmes.”

“Ms. Adler,” I nodded, expertly keeping my eyes on focused on her face. Recently eaten, wait-I can deduce her now. “Seems like you don’t remember what 'laying low’ means.” I rolled my eyes. I was honestly looking forward to being alone with Y/N again.

Irene shrugged, “I’m in your flat,” She smiled smugly as she continued, “and, Mr. Holmes, you wouldn’t rat me out, would you?”

“Perhaps not,” Y/N’s voice said from behind me and Irene’s eyes traveled to her. “But I may.” She threatened.

Irene looked at her distastefully, “Who’s this?” I was about to speak when Y/N spoke first.

“Funny, I was about to ask the same thing!” She spoke venoumously, but smiled innocently. Irene looked like she won a gift, but the catch didn’t come yet. “Who is this slut, begging to be with a man that doesn’t love her back and, obviously, has a girlfriend that he loves more than himself?” I smiled at Y/N, I do love her more than anything I this whole universe. Irene looked shocked at the 'question’.

Irene quickly recovered and said, “I was his first love.” Maybe she shouldn’t have said that.

“And I was his first,” Y/N smiled, then winked at me. That wink makes me want to take her right now. Irene didn’t have a comeback for that, who would? Y/N shrugged, “And his true love.” I bit my lip, true.

I suggested, “Now would be a good be time for Ms. Adler to leave, wouldn’t it?” Y/N nodded. I observed, “Now, I know you have your clothes stored in my room, so go change and you won’t see anything you don’t want to.” Y/N giggled at that.

“What?” Irene rolled her eyes. She chuckled, “like you two making out on your chair?” Ooohh, ideas!

Y/N bit her lip, not in a sexual way, but that’s what it felt like to me, “Ms. Alder! I would love it if you could refrain from giving him ideas!” Irene’s jaw dropped at that. She kept silent as she walked to my room to get her clothes. “I have a feeling she’ll be back.” Y/N observed.

“Agreed,” I nodded. “Nothing is that easy.” I sighed as I sat in my chair. Y/N on the arm rest of the chair. I rubbed her back and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want your own chair? And I’m sure John won’t care if you sit in his.”

Y/N giggled, “Love, you worry too much,” She reassured, “I promise you, I’m fine!” She kissed my cheek, then whispered in my ear, “Kissing burns 6.4 calories a minute. Wanna workout?” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Irene exiting my room. Possessive Y/N, I like you.

“I’d love to.” I breathed, examining Y/N’s face. Imediately, her lips were on mine. A kiss from Y/N is like fireworks going off. Irene left, but we didn’t stop. Didn’t even slow down. Let’s just say we worked out a lot that day.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed! It was really fun writing this and let the creativity flow through me. Let me know if you want me to write more!

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This was so good! I love love love the sass from the reader! Also, that dress is SO cute... Thank you for participating in my challenge!

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The Artist Part Two

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 1,450

Warnings: Anxiety

Summary: The reader meets with Tony to discuss the art. On the way home, she runs into someone very familiar.

A.N.: I lost my original outline for this fic so I had to recreate it completely. I hope you all enjoy my continuation of the series. Sorry for the wait! Also, to the Anon who requested that I include a dragon at some point, here you go. Gif credit to @astouract

Part One

You stepped into the carpet-floored elevator and felt slightly sick to your stomach as the muzak seeped out of the speakers. Without Loki’s intoxicating charm distracting you anymore, anxious thoughts about whether or not Tony or Steve would be mad at you flowed freely in your mind. You didn’t want to lose this job and were about to burst from so much nervous energy being pent up when Steve began talking.

“Do you know who you were just talking to?” he asked cautiously.

You nodded, “He said he was Loki from Asgard.”

You made sure not to mention that he was Thor’s brother since it had upset Loki so much earlier. You wanted to respect him even if he couldn’t currently hear you.

“Right. He’s the God of Mischief. He tried to take over the world starting with New York a few years ago. He’s not a good guy. Trust me when I say that you should try to avoid him at all costs.”

Just then, the elevator doors opened on the thirty seventh floor. You began to get out before you felt Steve’s grip on your arm.

“You understand what I said, right? Loki is a villain. He will only ever cause harm and pain.”

You nodded your head before quickly brushing aside what Steve had said. Sure, Loki did attack New York years ago, but people can change. You saw a different side of him today. He’s not as simple and one-sided as Steve thinks he is.

Steve guided you to room 48C as you shifted your thoughts to what you were being paid to do- create art. As Steve opened the door for you, Tony stood up from his chair with a smile on his face.

“Miss Y/L/N, nice to meet you,” Tony shook your hand with a firm and confident grip.

“Feel free to call me Y/N. It’s very nice to meet you too, Mr. Stark. Thank you for even considering me for this job,” you said shyly waiting for Steve to tell Tony about your visit with the God of Mischief.

Tony started to guide you to a seat as he saw you nervously shifting in your position. Once you reached the seat and sat down, Tony bent down and muttered with a calming smile, “Don’t be nervous. I’ve seen some of your work and I love it.”

You smiled and said a quick thank you. It was amazing that The Tony Stark had complimented your art, but your mind was too preoccupied with what Steve might do to even register the kind words. Steve stood awkwardly and looked at the two of you. You saw him gesture to Tony. Tony apologized to you and walked towards Steve.

“Can I talk with you after your meeting with Miss Y/L/N?” Steve asked with his concerned eyes looking directly at you.

“Sure,” Tony waved him off nonchalantly.

You looked down quickly and tried to get your notepads to write your ideas on as well as your writing utensils organized as your mind whirred. You decided to make the best impression possible and hope that was enough for Tony to keep you on the job.

You laid out your best work on the table for Tony to see and discussed what ideas he had for the art as well as your ideas. A few hours later, the two of you had decided that you would do three contemporary abstract paintings, one portrait of Tony, and one landscape of his building and the Manhattan skyline. Throughout your conversations, Tony seemed genuinely excited about your work and not at all bothered by what Steve had said earlier. In fact, he offered to go out to lunch with you in a week to see how everything had progressed so far. As you made the plans, you heard the doors open. You turned and saw Steve looking slightly impatient.

“Oh, sorry. I thought you two were done in here,” Steve apologized starting to go back out the door he came in.

“No, it’s fine. We’re pretty much done here. Does next Friday at noon work for you?” Tony asked you.

“Sure,” you smiled while gathering up your supplies. You already had different ideas for the abstract paintings rushing through your mind.

“I’ll get a driver to come pick you up at 11:30. Thank you so much, Y/N.”

“Thank you, Mr. Stark. See you then.”

You began walking out of the room as Steve approached Tony. You heard Steve muttering and felt both of their eyes on you. You walked down to the lobby and decided to sketch out a few ideas there while you’re still in the building for inspiration.

As you began thinking of different color palettes, a magnificent green that matched the color of Loki’s eyes flashed through your mind. You thought of his room and his clothing. The colors emerald green, gold, and black had been the most prominent in his clothing and decorations. You tried to think of different patterns and shades that would complement the colors the best. You took notes as you thought of the different shades of colors and supplies you would need. Your mind wandered back to what Steve was telling Tony right now and if you’d even have a job by next Friday. You decided to sketch out a dragon to calm your nerves down. Drawing always helped you feel better as you focused on each line and shape.

You continued to sketch and create different ideas as the time passed. Eventually, the same security guard from earlier in the day came up to you.

“Excuse me, Miss? We are about to close from public access.”

You looked down at your watch and saw that it was seven thirty. No wonder your stomach hurt.

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaimed gathering up your notebooks and papers hastily. The security guard raised his hands slightly to show that he meant no harm.

“It’s okay. It was entertaining to see your progress through your different drawings,” he said giving you the page that held the dragon you drew earlier. You took it from his hands and gave him a kind smile.

As you walked out of the building, a cool breeze gently blew your hair, causing you to grin. It was the perfect weather to walk home in. You debated whether or not you should take the metro, since it’d be faster. You decided that fresh air would be good for you after the day you had and continued walking down the road. You once more began planning the painting with Loki’s color palette. You wanted to incorporate the green from his eyes the most with highlights of gold and smudges of emerald green. Then, you wanted little touches of black more towards the corners with more color towards the center. As you continued planning, a loud and angry voice scared you. Even though your mind said not to, you began walking towards the alley and the familiar voice.

“Get your hands off of me, you mortals!” you heard as you rounded the corner and saw three guys dressed in black surrounding someone with emerald and gold clothing. When you saw his beautiful green eyes and his lustrous black hair, you knew Loki had been right earlier in the day when he predicted that he would see you again.

“Hey!” you yelled gathering everyone’s attention as you placed your hand on a paper. You closed your eyes and felt an electrifying energy go through your hands and into the paper. When you opened your eyes, there was a large, white dragon sitting in the alley, glaring at the men.

“What the-” you heard one of the muggers breathe as he stared at the beast.

The dragon sat awaiting your commands. All of your art that you brought to life followed your orders and would disappear into thin air about two hours after you brought them to life.

“Get them,” you muttered to the dragon. “Except for the one in green.”

The dragon roared and flapped its wings threateningly. The muggers raced out of the alley and down the road. The dragon ran out of the alley before taking flight and pursuing the terrified muggers while roaring. You looked at the scene with a proud smile on your face.

“Well, Darling,” you heard a voice and turned around. Your eyes met with Loki’s as he walked towards you. You realized that he had seen everything and now knew of your powers. He continued walking up to you until there were mere inches separating you two.

“You are quite the artist, indeed,” he whispered harshly in your ear while smiling mischievously.

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imagine you need to leave the starkiller and leave your little child (kylo copy) with your husband and when you come back you will find your little boy missing his mommy

Thanks! I’ll add it to my list! It will probably end up being a HC. :)