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Frozen in Time 1/3

Steve Rogers x Reader

The trio of childhood friends grow up together. They become even closer when Y/N receives powers she was destined to get. They stuck together through the war, even after Steve’s ‘nap’.

Word count: 2.1k

(Part 2) (Part 3 {end})

Y/N POV at the age of 13 (1930’s) :

Y/N, Steve, and Bucky were doing what they always did after school which was keep themselves busy until dark by wandering throughout their town. Today they happened to be wandering down a familiar abandoned baseball field. Mid conversation, something caught Y/N’s eye. There was a disturbance in the sky above her. She jerked her head quickly at the gap forming from the sky. It appeared as if a human like form was coming down from the sky for her. She turned to her friends to ask if they were seeing what she was, but from the looks of it they were both stood deathly still. And they weren’t the only things that weren’t moving, all the trees had stopped shaking and the bugs stopped chirping. The only thing moving was someone crashing down from the sky.  

In panic she hid behind a tree, watching the events fold out from a safe enough distance. Soon, the person from the sky crashed with no grace. Moans were made from the mystery person, so loud that they could be heard from all the way across the field were Y/N was standing, behind the safety of the tree. The person stayed on the ground for a while before yelling out.

“Y/N, help! I know you’re here! I am in no state of being able to hurt you, look at me!” At the realization of their words it turned the cranks in her young mind that made her decide to come out from her hiding and see what this unusual affair was all about. “Thank you,” The strange person said as she came into their sight.  

From a closer look, they looked like anyone else. Except for the fact that they were in extreme pain on the brink of death, let alone the impact of the crash scuffing them up. As Y/N saw the rushed look of help, she sped up to reach the stranger.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen so soon but it can’t be pushed off for any longer. Legend says, from where I come, you will use what I am about to give you for some of the greatest acts of goodness. It says that when I am about to die I must transfer my powers to you and it is my end now. It will be your greatest challenge and responsibility. I know you will use them wisely. Please grab onto my hand, before it is too late.” The dying man mumbled.

This was all so odd to her, questions flowing through her head. Being awestruck meant time was running out for her to grab his hand.

“Now or never, I can’t hold on for much longer. Please.” Y/N finally made her move to grab onto this unknown man’s hand. The sensation she felt was indescribable, it stopped when the man took his final breath.  

Everything started moving again. Y/N heard yells from Steve and Bucky asking things like ‘when did you get over there’ or 'what just happened’. All she could do was kneel in shock from the immense power she just gained. All the while there was no sign of the man she received it from, he had vanished.  

Y/N didn’t have the strength to focus on doing anything or even just keeping her composure.  

“I think I’m just gonna go home from here, you don’t have to walk me. I’m not feeling very good all of the sudden.” She replied to their questions, not answering any of them.

Eventually she made it back trying her hardest to think of what the powers could be and how she could convince them to come out. This didn’t come to her until a couple of months after the crisis. It was pushed so far to the back of her brain that she almost forgot it happened.  

“He did this to you?” Y/N asked Steve. She had found him in a beaten lump inside the school courtyard. Steve had never gotten bullied. He replied back with a muffled moan, not much power in his frail body to respond with much more.  

This got Y/N so angry, for someone to hurt one of her best friends? She couldn’t let it go. There was fire in her eyes that alerted Steve. The culprit was still in view when she made a move for them. The fire spreading from her eyes through her veins, they weren’t going to get away with it. Infact they weren’t going anywhere. Everything stopped. Exactly like how it was on the field that one day. She sensed the resemblance and all of the memories pounded back into her mind. She stopped in her tracks to take a look around. Was someone going to fall out of the sky again? She stood there waiting and everything continued to stay still.  

She snapped out of it and took the time to walk over to the bully and pull his pants down. That was about as embarrassing as it got in high school. When she got him all alone in the future she would give him a stern talking to but right now it wasn’t in her interest to talk to a wall.

She walked back to the motionless Steve and focused hard for everything start moving again. Very slowly as she calmed, everything started to move in slow motion to then increasingly paced up to regular speed. Y/N then pointed at the bully to make Steve look at what had happened. Through his pain, he started to chuckle slightly at the sight in front of him. Now, it wasn’t exactly an equivalence to he did to Steve, but it lifted his spirits and caused a smile to grow on his face in these hard times.

Y/N saw Bucky rushing towards them, planning on helping out and piecing together all of the scenes he saw.

“Alright big guy, we need to get you to the nurse.” He said, pulling him up with Y/N to their shoulders to avoid having him carry Steve bridal style and have even more stares come their way.  

She seldom was then on caught up in time and had no way of explaining to the guys how they caught her practically transporting in front of their eyes when they would hang out.  

Eventually Y/N decided to stop hanging out with them much because of all of the time freezing incidents until figured out how to control it. Once she was able to only freeze a clock found in her room and not her entire room without the influence of strong emotions she decided to reveal what she could do to the boys, them being the only people she trusted.  

It wasn’t a big surprise to them. They started talking about how they would catch her being in a different place in the blink of an eye many times when she had left them alone to sort her own things out.  

From then on, she had supported the both of through high school while learning how to get in more control of her powers. Surprisingly, the three of them had managed to keep it a secret, mostly because of her use of the power strictly in front of them only. By the time she was 18 she figured out that when she would freeze time nothing would age, so she had managed to figure out how to freeze her aging process too. They all had fun with her powers and were carefree until the war came a little while after they had finished high school.  

Bucky said he had to get out there and serve and so did Steve after his parents died. Y/N was by their sides her whole life and it wasn’t about to change so she enlisted right after she took Steve to the recruitment center that he finally got accepted at. Y/N became a nurse and all three of them were split up at different bases, unfortunately. She might have been using her powers in her nursing work but it was to only save as many lives as she could so she could help anyone should could in the damned war.  

Steve told both of them about how he got chosen to undergo an experiment and he wanted Y/N to be there with him. Since she was there she stopped an attack from happening and it was the first time she had used her powers in public since her incidents when she was younger. Luckily, she wasn’t caught but it was a close one, throughout the freeze Steve helped her 'clean everything up’ before the possibly catastrophe struck. It was a close one. After that she had to go back to her base and Steve to where he was sent to go. It was all retold in a hefty letter to Bucky. That’s how they were all keeping in contact after that.  

But all in one tragic day Y/N had realized that she wasn’t getting letters from either of them, and her worries were confirmed when she received two death letters in one day saying that they were both killed in battle.  

Current day POV

From that day on she schooled trying her best to stop this from happening to anyone else. This continued on for another 70 years. Y/N continued to stop her aging but refused to use her powers for anything else, it was like she didn’t have enough energy for it, like a very long stage of grieving. She just kept on switching aliases and learning new languages to go hide in new places. She never stayed in one place for too long so that no one would figure out that she didn’t age.  

One morning she woke up with a fishy letter in the mail telling her to meet at a SHEILD facility, whatever that was, and it was addressed to her with her very first actual name. Someone had to do a lot of digging to find that out but that meant that they meant business. She knew she had to go after seeing that.

She showed up and walked in, planning on talking to a secretary as she walked in but was already greeted with a Sharon Carter as she stepped through the door.  

“Hello, Miss Y/L/N, I have something very important to tell you.” She stated very clearly. She then went on to tell Y/N about how Steve was alive and almost 'defrosted’. The news hit Y/N hard and she was very ready for it. Sharon then continued to say how she wanted her to be there when he woke up in hospital bed. Give him a little taste of home and not freak him out. Of course, Y/N wanted to and would. So, she sat by his bedside until his eyes fluttered open.

“Hey big guy. It’s been awhile. Nice to see you alive.” Y/N had tears flowing down her face, her best friend still alive and looking like when she last saw him.  

“It’s really good to see you too… How long has it been? Why are you crying so hard?” Steve said reaching to wipe her tears away. Before she would answer she looked up to Miss Carter as if silently asking if she could say anything.  

“Slowly.” She replied to the silent question.

“Well, Steve, you’ve been frozen for a long time. Around 70 years a long time. I’ve thought you were dead for 70 years.”  When Y/N said this she had frozen time for some privacy. Steve sat for awhile thinking about his situation.

“Then I think it’s about time I do this.” Steve sat up and pulled Y/N’s chin close to his face to lay a gentle yet passionate kiss to her lips. Steve had wanted this his whole life and never wanted to pull away. He felt at home. He felt like no matter what happened it would be good as long as he was with her.  

They stayed that way for some until Steve decided he wanted to catch up on what he missed, which was a lot. She informed him of who won the war, what other wars went on, what she has accomplished personally, which was a great deed of successes, but she couldn’t take claim to them or else she might be remembered.  

Steve had a bunch of catching up to do. But he could do that later when he wasn’t taking in Y/N’s beauty.  

Note: This was part 1 of 3 and will defiantly be the longest because I have a problem with writing long into’s whoops.

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Preferred Aphasia

Reader x Sirius

Imagine: A quiet girl, who has mastered nonverbal spells has a crush on Sirius, although others believe that she likes Remus. Teachers don't like her but someone else does.

Words: 1,400

Warning: There will be an unconnected part 2.

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Everyone thinks she has a crush on Remus, she just goes with it, as long as they don’t know that it’s actually Sirius that she likes. She doesn’t talk much, although it is because their is a constant flow of thoughts she can’t get through. Secretly kinky? Master at nonverbal spells. Teachers don’t like her. Is secretly a slithering but everyone forgot. After being with Sirius she finds her voice.

Y/N has been friends with the Marauders since first year, somehow their relationship had just clicked. Any outsider would have thought that she was in it because of some forced parental unofficial contract, because she was quiet, and who would want to be friends with the quiet girl? Although, this is not the case, they are friends purely because they happen to fit together like a puzzle. The image of the puzzle, if literally speaking, would form a piece of abstract art. It’s all up to the eyes of the beholder.

Currently, Y/N and Rems were walking into their last period for the week, Transfiguration. Remus was insanely interested in the subject they had just come from, Defense against the dark arts, so he was a bit riled up. The only thing Y/N wasn’t looking forward to in this class was the teacher, McGonagall. (I know the eras are messed up, deal) She always had asked Y/N to the front of the class to speak, so she retaliated in any way she could come up with in order to keep her silence, which showed up in her grades being drastically low,  contradicting her outstanding content. She would perform everything perfectly, except without saying the incantation. From a young age she had mastered non-verbal spells, which was a difficult task for a grown wizard, let alone a first year.

The mutual hatred of student and teacher could have also been from the fact that Y/N had originally been sorted into Slytherin, but lives the life of a Gryffindor, dorm room and everything. No one was sure if this was allowed or not, this being a first time occurrence. It was as if no one cared enough that she went along with the Gryffindors after a week of getting bored in the Slytherin house, and she was just welcomed, not many questions asked. Now, everyone forgets that she was ever sorted in a different house and doesn't outcast her for that reason. Her silence was the reason for the usual avoidance. With the lack of verbal interactions, she surpassed the regulations. Meaning, the rules didn’t apply to her and McGonagall wasn’t going to take part in that.

As a result of her ‘impairment’, fellow students stood up for her when McGonagall crossed any lines, especially Remus. Y/N was told rumors that the professor only acted this was towards her. The rumors had substantial evidence of being true.

After walking across campus, the pair had finally made it to Transfiguration, small talk, coming from Remus, throughout the walk, Y/N replying with less than 20 words in the whole conversation. It wasn’t awkward, this was just how it worked and it was fine that way. They sat down in their usual seats, attempting to bypass any judgement, aimed their way.

“Wipe that grin off your face.” Professor said out of nowhere, directed towards Y/N.

“It’s automatic in your presence.”

“That’s backtalk. Move to the front. 5 points from Gryffindor.” She took away points from the house that Y/N cared about the most.

“She wasn’t even grinning until you mentioned something. Back off.” Argued Remus.

“You do not tell me what I can and cannot do. Move to the back of the room. I want to see no conversation between the two of you.”

“You do know who you’re talking to right?” Remus questioned about the comment, trying to humiliate McGonagall in any way possible. She did not reply, there was no witty comeback that she could have thought of.

‘Thank you.’ Y/N mouthed. Remus sufficed for a nod of his head toward Y/N, getting the memo through. They got through the class with minimal hustle afterwards.

Right when they stepped out of the class, Sirius and James were waiting outside of the entrance. Sirius draped his arm around Y/N shoulders, making her blush. Fortunately, no one saw this. She tried to keep her crush on him on the down low. If her setup continues, they could act the way a couple was without the awkwardness of a taboo, unshared infatuation that Y/N had on him.  

“How’d you get here so fast?” Remus spoke up.

“We skipped the end of herbology,” James went in front of the group to reenact a scene. “’Yo, Mr.! We gotta go grab something from the back.’ And we were never to be seen again.” He shook his head and started walking forward once again. Y/N was not surprised, knowing that without their shenanigans, they’d be really good students with their intellectual potential.

“Guess what time it is?” Sirius whispered in her ear. She shrugged. “Party time! We already have some stuff set up at the lake. James invited Lily, but you know how he is. Plus, more people, more fun. Party logic,” He pointed towards his temple. Y/N was just glad that this was going to stay between her close friend group.  

“Did you know about this?” Remus staggered his hand, in a ‘kinda’ motion.

At the halfway mark on the walk to the destination, Sirius’ arm had gotten substantially heavier, so she decided to do something playful, obtaining some sort of possible chance that could get her somewhere in his books. She removed his arm, stroked his chin like a grandma who hadn’t seen their grandchild for a while, and moved his hand down to hers, entwining their fingers.  

“Ohhh, it’s getting spicy up in here.” He joked. In a short while they had made it to their goal; the lake. It was a sweet setup. Charmed floating fairy lights, 3 big blankets, a picnic basket, and a muggle radio, playing a song from the current top 10 at a low volume.  

Everyone sat down, making themselves feel comfortable in the secluded area, blocked off be trees, so it wasn’t obvious that they were there at all.  

“Rad.” Was the only word that Y/N said, when Sirius asked them how she liked it, after admitting that he had the idea. Soon, Lily had shown up and they had begun drinking.  

“Ya’ll gonna have some?” James asked Sirius and Y/N, the only ones not drinking.

“Remember?” Was Sirius’ response, while Y/N shook her head, not being much of a drinker. It took a second for their responses to get through to James’ head, but when they did, there was a haunted look of realization on his face.  

“Remedy.” He said, totally out of context, a dazed look on his face. Some ones hands had flung across Y/N’s eyes, obstructing her vision. All she could hear was a rumble of footsteps.

When the hands were removed, she was met with a cleaned picnic area, and only Sirius. “Imbeciles.” He laughed.

“What’s this about?” Y/N said, in a whisper, a content grin on her face, paired with flushed cheeks.  

“Well, although, it’s quite obvious that you like Remus,” Y/N shook her head slightly at his words. “I have liked you for quite some time. I wanted to use this excuse of a hang out to at least tell you about it, because it’s been a secret for long enough. I would like this to go somewhere, but only if you like me back, no pity dating,” He had seen how it was one of Y/N’s pass weaknesses, only dating people out of pity, not because she actually liked them. “So, Y/N would you do me the pleasure of being my girlfriend?” Never, had she thought about being anywhere close to his league, but it couldn’t be a prank, he wouldn’t do that.

“If you’re sure...” She hesitated.

“Positive,” He scurried closer. “I know I just asked one big question, girlfriend of mine, but, can I kiss you.”

“I’ve been waiting.”  She smirked.

“So, I’ll take that as a yes.”

-A/N

I’ve been wanting to write something like this. Part 2 coming soon, already being half written. Send in some requests.

~Monarch

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After Death

@quicklikegaston requests: Fred Weasley x reader with prompts "Say something. Please." And "Marry me." Maybe after the war? (With Fred surviving and stuff)

Imagine: After the battle everyone was sullen afterwards. Especially Y/N after losing Fred. But maybe there is life after death.

Words: 1,500

Warning: Extremely sad at the beginning. Mentions of the war. Sad thoughts?

Gifs are not mine.

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After what seemed to be the last D.A. meeting, it felt as like everyone was as prepared as they could be. So many hours were spent in the room of requirements for this and the results had to be undefeated with all of their practice. It seemed as if there was a wide range of emotions coming from this final meeting. Ron looking uncertain still, possible for different reasons other than being unprepared. Ginny seemed happy as ever, most likely because she was showing off her skills in front of Harry. And last but not least, Fred. Y/N could see that as long as he had her and his twin with him in his times of need, he was in it to win it. 

Those same emotions did not show on any other faces after the battle. The only feature shown was related to grim. Yes, they all had completed their soul mission, defeating Voldemort, but they had lost a few along the way. This was expected but no one can prepare for the death of your loved ones. The only thing keeping those who lost a loved one, was the fact that they were fighting for the good and that their last words were meaningful, and will be cherished in their memories. 

Y/N had also been in the situation, loosing someone, who they believed was the love of their life. She wasn’t sure how going on was an option. After fighting alongside of Fred and witnessing his demise, it’s just not something someone so fragile, at the time, can handle. Her closest friends made sure to be with her in her times of need and vice versa. Y/N wasn’t someone who could just stand back and watch while she was taking all of love. At this point, everyone seemed to be closer than ever, yet so far apart, coping with the aftershock. 

No one knew it would be like this.  

They had a funeral for Fred. At this point, all happiness or hope was there anymore. It was as if seeing him in this ceremony sealed the deal, if it already hadn’t before. He was really gone. Throughout the day, there was only glassy eyes, reminiscing in the memory of the beloved. Y/N knew that he wouldn’t have wanted this. He would have wanted jokes, and laughter, and celebrations for the time they had, but it was too much to bare for anyone. 

At the end of the day most everyone had left, paying their dues to him. Y/N was the first one there, and the last one out. Molly had opposed leaving her there all alone, but she needed to speak to him one last time.

So that’s what she did. She spilled her heart out. Discussing the good times full of laughter and the bad times full of despair, because all in all, as long as Fred was around, she had enjoyed it. Through thick and thin. She confessed how much she truly loved him, though, he had head this a million times before. This had been the first time Y/N didn’t hear it back. That had been what had broken her heart the most. By now, after admitting everything, even if he couldn’t hear it, she stood up, glanced at a clock tower signaling midnight, and started towards the Weasley’s, with thoughts of Fred forever in her mind. 

That was where she had been staying lately, unable to cope with the loneliness of her previous dwelling. When she went through the door, the only sound heard was the faint whimpering of George through the walls. She wanted to make the situation everyone was in just a little bit better, that’s how she is. Walking up the steps to George, who was sitting on Fred’s bed, she wrapped her arms around him. Wallowing in company, she tried her best to comfort him. After a while, he finally found his voice.

“It’s so hard.”

“I know.” This was all that had to be said.

It was now only a month from the funeral. Y/N found that the place she was needed most, was at Hogwarts. She was helping repair everything, figuratively and literally. George had joined her. No one’s was completely alright, but they were better. Time heals all wounds, it appeared.

Y/N had gone after to chat with McGonagall on her break and George went to the kitchens for a snack. The professor had just waved goodbye, when George met back up with Y/N.

“I have something really important to tell you.” This reminded her that she had an important task to get to.

“Be quick because I have to get somewhere.” She started to almost go into a jog to her destination.

”It’s about Fred’s death.” This halted her.

“Could we please not talk about this, it’s too soon.” She ran off past a corner to get away, almost running into someone on the way there.

Five minutes earlier.

Walking out of the kitchen, snack in hand, George saw, out of the corner of his eye, that they had recently placed a huge new mirror outside of the door. He didn’t recall seeing it before going into the kitchen. Upon further inspection, he knew that it wasn’t a mirror. It was Fred. They both went running towards each other.  

“You’re alive!” George said, holding back the tears, not wanting to look weak. At a second thought, he gathered rage in his overjoyed emotions. “You’re alive.” He punched his brother hard in the arm, causing Fred to clutch it. “How come you’ve only come back now? How are you back now?” Confusion was added into the mix.

“It was tricky, innovating a spell, and dangerous. I casted a cloning spell so that I could help out as much as I could. It took a lot out of me when my clone died. But the realization got to me, when I was alone for what seemed like forever, healing little by little. I had to start planning something. That's why I’m here now, and not before.” Fred looked happy, yet sullen.

“At least you’re here now.” George looked down.

“Now that I’m here, I’m going to need you to do something for me.”

Present time.

“George, I said I needed more time.” She pushed back at him. Wait, if she was just talking to George, how could this be him as well?

“I’m not George.” At that moment, Y/N engulfed him in the strongest hug she had ever given and received. This is what she was missing, what was filling up the empty hole inside her chest. “Y/N, I how-” She cut him off with a ‘shhh’. Oh how did she love the way her name sounded from his mouth. From the one she thought she would never see again. It was all too much, to the point where the shock seemed to paralyze her, but that was ok, because she could stay there with him forever and never have a problem about it. Eventually, a cough sounded, tearing them apart just enough for them to both look at where the foreign noise was coming from. It was just George. This seemed to make a realization bloom in Fred’s head. “Oh yeah that.” Fred pulled apart from each other's grasp.

“This may be too soon but,” He slid down on one knee. She never thought she would see this day. “Y/F/N, will you marry me?” She was immobilized, overwhelmed with so much joy. “Say something, please?” With no movement coming from her, Fred excepted the worse, her answer would be no. “Sorry, with I that I heard you saying after the funeral, I thought that you would want this.” He started to stand up, gloom overriding his face. Before he could get too far. She finally spoke up, even if it was in the whisper only a mouse could hear.

“Yes.” She started. She then repeated it again, louder. “Yes! Oh, yes yes yes! I couldn’t think of any other way else.” He stood up formally this time, wrapping his arms around her again.  

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” To seal everything off, the kissed. The most passionate kiss they had ever experienced. Everything was worth it. They knew they would never give up.

-A/N

Sorry this took forever and it wasn’t even that long. I just had a lot of disruptions and other things going on. I can write a sequel for this if requested. I should be writing more soon. Wow did I give myself the feels after writing the beginning.

~Monarch

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Generations (pt. 2, request)

@imagineswithfandoms request: 13, 14, 29 prompt list 2. Part 2 to Generations.   13. “You’re crazy.” 14. “I promise that I’ll protect you.” 29. “You still awake?” Sorry it is slow and short :( Recap: Your mom used to be the doctors companion, but you weren’t aware of that, until now. You had creeped into the Tardis and accidently followed him along to a different time and place. He asks you if you want to take a few more trips, of course you agree.   Imagine: You get into a sticky situation and the Doctor pulls you out like he always does. You two have a nice time in general. There is a bit of a bonding time at the end. Based off of season 3, episode 6: The Lazarus Experiment. I know it isn’t exactly like it went down, but I didn’t want to write the hole this along with you having to re experience it all over.   Words: 1,100 

Gifs not mine.

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Y/N woke up to an earthquake she has experienced for a third time now. Her instant reaction was to grab onto the closest thing next to her, happening to be a cup of water. This caused a now angry, soaked, and tired Y/N. Not a good combination. The Doctor would soon find this out with a small prank. “How was the wake up call, sleepy head.” He said with a grin once she stepped into his view, with a pout on her face and her arms across her chest. “I want to go back home.” Y/N said with a straight face. This alarmed him. He already felt so pulled towards her already and now he did a small stunt to cause her to want to leave him already.   “Wait, really?” The sadness in his eyes was too strong for Y/N to stretch out the joke any longer.   “No, no, I’m not serious. I want to stay. I’m sorry, I just wanted to get you back for the way you woke me up. I didn’t mean for you to react that strongly. But something like that better not happen again.” The way his smile increased with each apologetic word coming out of his mouth was soothing. The silence that followed when soon taken away with the sound of the Doctors voice. “Well, since we’re both awake, I think we should start getting ready.” This was the first time he had actually taken her somewhere, so she didn’t exactly know how this went down.   “What decade?” She asked before he rounded the corner. “It’s a surprise.” Just the answer she was looking for.   She got dressed in her everyday attire because of his vague answer, along with her usual morning routine. She waited patiently for him to come out. Of course he would be the one to take forever. As if on que, he walked in when her stomach rumbled. “Why don’t we go get some breakfast and then save the world from some sort of apocalyptic danger.” He grabbed her hand and ran to the closest restaurant to where the Tardis landed. The two of them walked into the small place and ordered their meal with the news channel playing obnoxiously loud right beside them. “So from what I can see, out of all the places and times, you took me to about a week in the future and less than a country away. You really know how to flatter some one.” She could barely speak over the TV.   “Awe, can’t they turn that stupid thing down?” This turned both of their attention to what the TV was playing at that exact time.   A reported had just said something about a Mr. Someone apparently changing the world. This couldn’t have been real though. This is what Y/N thought at least. The Doctor had choked on his drink. Most likely because of a laugh. If it wasn’t at first, it had now become it because of the snort that come out of Y/N. “I guess that’s our call.” Doctor said with a big smile on his face. They had spent the day exploring, Doctor telling Y/N some of his many stories and her enjoying any time with him, both of the pulls getting stronger for each of them. The hadn’t found any other sign of trouble that day, making sure to not race to conclusions with the news report. Luckily, they had seemed to be right the first time because Doctor and Y/N were currently running away from an ugly human monster.   “I promise that I’ll protect you.” Screamed the Doctor, leading the monster away from her. There seemed to be no hope, with no idea of how to stop this thing. It couldn’t be the end already. Y/N stood there, thinking of a way out. Being inside a chapel, she went to her last resort, looking up, which gave her all of the answers. The bell. She began hurdling up the stairs, which confused Doctor, because he had no idea what she was going to and why she would want the monster to now follow her, which it was now doing. Although she did have her vision on one thing, up. It took a second for Doctor to figure out what was going on in that beautiful mind of her. “Oh that smart, smart girl,” He started out in more of a mumble. “You’re crazy.” He screamed afterwards, which seamed to kick himself into gear to run to the famous organ. He couldn’t seem to get to it fast enough because when he took a glance up to make sure she wasn’t, y'know, dead already. Although she seamed like she might be soon enough, not being able to hold the monster off much longer. Finally, he reached it, slamming his finger on it, playing a rhythm like no tomorrow. This brought a smile to Y/N face. With a few more notes, the monster fell, leaving Doctor and Y/N safe.   At the end of the day, after cleaning up the mess that was left, they headed back to the Tardis. Right next to it happened to be a nice wide open field. They both laid down on the lush grass.   “So, what do you think of your first real mission?” Doctor asked, staring up at the stars. “That had to be the most odd yet adventurous thing I’ve ever done in my life time, and I can’t yet decide whether I liked the death stuff or not but I do know that I don’t want it to end.” There was a silence after she said that. This caused her to be warry. Did she say something wrong? “You still awake?” She said a bit louder, leaning up on her elbow. “Hmm, Hmm, yeah, totally.” He seamed to snap out of his sleep induced daze. It took him a second for him to speak up again. “All this life saving stuff made me think of how I feel with you. It is different than any other. I have traveled to the ends of worlds with many different great people for decades, yet one day of it with you finally seems to put the bow on top of the metaphorical present. You understand what I mean?” He looked over at her, who had fallen asleep. Hypocritical. He picked her up and put her in a comfy place in the Tardis. He couldn’t wait to go beyond with her, no matter what. -A/N I guess this was ok? I little bit more romantic at the end. Kinda cheesy but I liked it. I can follow on with the series if it’s recommended. I’ll be a bit busy so I don’t know if I’ll get more than one story out this weekend. Thanks to my first request! ~Monarch

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Angel (Moriarty, pt. 1)

3. “Oh, love, I don’t think you understand the meaning of sarcasm.” 66. “You’re breaking my heart, babe.” 36. “I think you look absolutely adorable.” Imagine: You’re on the side of the angles but you weren’t anywhere near an angel. You better him but he won’t admit it. You meet him mutually through John. Sherlock may have a little crush on you but you choose Moriarty.

Words: 2,400

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You had been friends with John Watson for a while now, considering your job was his assistant right now. College had required some time out in the field. The assignment was almost over by now but that doesn’t mean that your friendship would end with John once it was over. You owed a lot of things to him, including a mass of experience because he often had to leave for his little hobby; Sherlock. John had just recently invited you to his house for a dinner party. Nothing was going on between the two of you, it was just that he was inviting people who were pals. He had warned and pre apologized for Sherlock many times at work today, he couldn’t be that bad. It was closing up time and since you and John were going to same place that night he offered to pay for the taxi, not without an offer from you as well. When you stepping in the apartment, it smelled amazing and for the most part, the dining area was clean. From what John has told you, it seemed as if Mrs. Hudson, his land lady, was ‘catering’ the event, it obviously couldn’t have been Sherlock. “Oh it smells delicious in here.” John stated, you nodded your head to agree. In a second flat, a tall curly haired man walked in looking like he was about to interject with something stopped in front of you and John. This man must have been Sherlock. This was apparently unusual because John had a confused look on his face. Once he snapped out of it, he spoke again, “Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson, this is Y/N. Y/N, as you may have already known, this is Sherlock and Mrs. Hudson.” “Oh please, call me Martha.” She came over to seat you in front of an elaborate spread on the table. The two men sat themselves down, Sherlock in the seat in front of you. John shot him yet another confused glare, which Sherlock took notice of this time, shaking his head no, to not mention anything, John then took out his phone. “Greg and Molly are out front. Let me go get the door.” This left you and Sherlock alone, Martha seemed to be off looking for something in her apartment. It seemed as if he wanted to say something, but didn’t, so you sat in silence.   It was taking forever for John to open the door, even though you could hear them chatter. Couldn’t they have talked up here, to break the silence? Finally there was 4 sets of footsteps coming up the stairs. Two of which were Martha’s and John’s. Introductions went down again and then the 6 of you started feasting, still not a peep out of Sherlock. You were starting to wonder if you’ve done or said something wrong.   “Is everything ok?” John asked Sherlock when the other three were in a conversation.   “Of course, everything is fine, why would it not be?” He asked, sitting up straighter.   “You just, haven’t spoken this whole time.” Sherlock nonverbally responded by looking at you for a millisecond. John accepted his answer with a slight ‘oh’. At almost half way through the dinner, a bang from the swift opening of a door sounded. In stepped a man with a perfect suit and perfectly jelled back hair. Telling from the expressions on everyone’s face, he was uninvited. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?” That was not what you were expecting to come from Sherlocks mouth, with remark tone at the end. You know that he solves crimes and stuff, but you didn’t know he was tangled up in them himself.   “Aren’t you supposed to be nice to guests?” He took the only seat left, which was meant for Mary but she had offered to babysit for a close friend before the dinner party was even an idea. Or at least that is what John informed you of on the way there.   “Jim Moriarty,” John mumbled under his breath, probably not meaning to be heard, but now at least you know his name. “What are you doing here?” “I just saw some yummy dinner and a delectable guest.” He shot a glare at you.   “You keep Y/N out of this.” Sherlock surprisingly said, he had jumped out of his seat and slammed his palms on the table. “And what if I don’t wont to?” Jim mimicked Sherlock’s new stance.   “I’ll stop you.” “Catch me if you can.” All the while they seemed to start fighting with their words, John had dragged you out of the living room and phoned a taxi. “I’m so sorry this all happened. As you can see, this wasn’t expected. You need to get home now. Those two are the most dangerous people I know, and I wouldn’t want to get in their way if there was another option.” This was all happening so fast. You had followed Johns instructions and got home safely or at least you thought. It was 3 am and you happened to be getting up for a late night snack, before getting the crap out of yourself when you turned to light on. “Miss me?” Jim the party crasher said, leaning against your countertop. You hadn’t  answered so he started to get up. “Now what is a pretty girl like you doing living alone?” “How do you know I live alone and how do you even know where I live?” “I have my ways,” before he could get another sentence through his mouth, Sherlock walked through the door. “Another?” You asked to yourself. “I wouldn’t relate him to me.” Sherlock seemed offended. “Rhetorical.” You snapped back. “And how do you know where I live?” “I could have deducted you, but for some reason I didn’t want to invade your privacy. However, I did deduct him and I knew he was up to no good, so I followed him and I ended up here.” His explanation was too lengthy.   “Now, will the two of you leave and let me sleep in peace?” They looked at each other, both awaiting the others answer. “Only if he leaves first.” Sherlock nodded. It seemed too easy. “I’ll be waiting for you outside.” Sherlock spun around, back out of the doorway. “Ugh just make me disappear.” You mumbled under your breath. “That can be arranged.” You didn’t mean for him to hear you before. “Oh, love, I don’t think you understand the meaning of sarcasm. Or how being a visitor works. Now, if you could please leave me in peace.” He nodded his head. Walking out of the door. I couldn’t be this easy. When you heard the door open again, you knew your assumption had been right.   “I will be back soon, Y/N.” Now he had to be finished, you thought.   You were right, once again; he was finished for the night. When you had woken up the next morning and got ready for work, you had this sickening feeling that you were being watched, which most likely was correct considering what John had told you last night. No disruptions held you back from getting to the office, thankfully. Although when you arrived, the receptionist had said that John wasn’t in today, which is odd considering he was fine last night. You hope nothing happened, that you may have induced upon him. However, he does have a pretty smart guy 'protecting’ him. You had went through the whole day with this same feeling, since it had gotten to you so much, you checked out early that day.   Once you had walked outside, there was a black car outside, with extremely tinted windows. A women dressed formally had gotten out of a back door, nose stuck in her phone. She stopped right in front of you. “You’ll be safer in this car than in the taxi you would have used.” She said, monotonously.   “And who am I to trust you?” She shrugged. “We can do this the easy or the hard way.” She finally looked you in the eyes. You didn’t want to put up a fight, feeling as if she was telling the truth. You had walked in the car, in the back seat there was a creepy looking man and Sherlock. If you had known Sherlock was back there, you would have gotten in without any hesitance. Since there was a silence, the other man spoke. “Hello, I’m Mycroft, Sherlocks brother,” You weren’t expecting that, along with the stare Sherlock was giving you. Mycroft put his hand out for you to shake, but you left him hanging, not feeling the most comfortable around him.  "Since Sherlock requested this and I being his 'enemy’ means you’re an important girl.“ This made Sherlocks head snap.  

This is the cut off if you chose Moriarty.

Before Sherlock could speak, a crash was heard and you were glad you had buckled up, or else you would have ended up though the windshield. Everyone else wasn’t so lucky, being in a human jumble in the middle of the car, not to seriously hurt, but they weren’t fine and dandy.   “I told you that I’d be back soon.” Moriarty’s voice came from the now open door. Two men came to grab you, putting up a fight was what you did now though. You were unsuccessful, being shoved into another car, with Moriarty next to you. Being unhandcuffed, you could have ripped his eyeballs out, but you decided against it, for some odd reason.   “What am I doing here?” You couldn’t stand how you liked the way he looked at you, smile on his face.   “I have an infatuation with you, my dear, Y/N, and I cant stand to see you next to Sherlock. When I crashed the dinner party, I wasn’t planning on finding such a pretty lady there. But since I have, I can’t just let him go and take a shot at you.” He was going to start talking again before you cut him off, not standing the odd yet pleasurable way you feel.   “Take me back. I don’t want to be here. Or around you.” You said with the sternest expression you could muster up.   “You’re breaking my heart, babe.” “You’re breaking my patients.”   “If that’s what you want then.” He got up out of the door holding his hand out, a signal for you to get out too, again declining his gesture, even if you were very drawn to it.   Once you walked out, you were standing right in front of your place. “Thanks for the ride, I guess. Next time, could you just not harm anyone in the midst?” “Next time can you be dressed for a nice date I can take you on? I can deliver the dress to you.” You couldn’t resist the smile on your face. “I’ll take that as a yes. Will tomorrow night work?” Instead of answering, you walked into your place. Falling on your couch, thinking about how good it felt to be sort of a badass. You couldn’t wait until this date, knowing you would see a lot more of him. You had to wait in anticipation on your day off. Nothing seemed to keep your attention until finally you gave up. You packed up and headed to Johns house, to see what was going on in his side of the spectrum. Once the door to his flat opened, he pulled you into a big hug. “I’m so glad you’re safe. Everyone said they hadn’t seen you after the crash.” The two of you caught up. He also explained what Moriarty was all about, making you even more nervous about tonight, not how he would harm you, just about seeing how he thinks. This had taken up most of the day, leading up to the night. Not wanting to miss the date, you had headed home. Now that you think about it, Sherlock wasn’t at the flat and there was the same model car that he had yesterday, but with a few dings in the front. Don’t let it be him. He seemed sweet and all, but the way he has acted around you, just wasn’t your thing. Luckily, when you got to your place, there was no delivery yet. Immediately after you sat down, trying to calm your rushing heart beat, the bell rang. You walked out of your door and saw a Valentino bag. If that didn’t add to your nerves. Once you put it on, it was beautiful. The length just at knee level, black, with some sections of lace, with just your size. Right after you were finished, there was another ring of a bell of your door.   “Hello love, I have come to escort you to a night you’ll never forget.” A handsome, well dressed Jim was at the door. There was short limo out front he welcomed you into. You had put up an act as if you weren’t interested, but you felt the absolute opposite. He had taken you to a huge building, riding the lift all of the way to the rooftop, to find a restaurant style layout and low lit candle lighting. Cliché but cute. He sat the both of you down at the one table there. It was time to show him a little of what you were actually made of, to keep him on your leash.   “I think you, and this, are absolutely adorable.” You half teased. He leaned closer to you “What is adorable is you thinking you’re fooling me.” He whispered into your ear. -A/N Wow this is a long one. Sorry for the wait, I have been busy lately. Headaches are the worst. The Sherlock version will be coming soon. I tried something new and I think I like it. ~Monarch

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Prompt list 2

By: fav-imagines

“You’re the only thing left that is important to me now.”

“Please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.”

“Oh, love, I don’t think you understand the meaning of sarcasm.”

“You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!”

“I think i’m going insane.”

You’re the only one for me.”

“Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could’ve just told me!”

“I’ve come to the conclusion, that this house just might be haunted.”

“What makes you say that?”

“There was this perfect moment. This perfect moment where everything that I wanted was clearly in front of me… and i understood.”

“You broke my favourite vase!”

“I think we should get a puppy, and with this puppy we should become the stereotypical cute couple. As well as because I want a dog.”

“You’re crazy.”

“I promise that i’ll protect you.”

“I don’t need saving. Not now! Not ever.”

“You act as if you’re the hard done by. You’re not.”

“You cheated on me! What was I suppose to do? Smile and forgive you?”

“I think you’re worth much more than that.”

“I’d rather die than do that.”

“Did you ever wonder what brought us together?”

“Is… that really you? I thought i’d never see you again”

“You had one job!”

“How is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?”

“You need to stop.”

“That lip biting’s getting a little out of hand.”

“If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.

“Isn’t he just the cutest?”

“I want a child.”

“You still awake?”

“You’re probably the hottest stranger i’ve ever seen.”

“Never thought that all this would happen because of one tiny moment.”

“My clothes look good on you.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“Isn’t that a bit too big for you?”

“Isn’t that a bit too small for you?”

“I think you look absolutely adorable.”

“When I said you’re mine, I meant it.”

“He better only be just a friend.”

“Those short’s look really good on you.”

“Hey, they can’t hurt you anymore.”

“I… I lost the baby.”

“It’s all my fault, i’m so sorry.”

“My arms just fit perfectly.”

“You’re drunk.”

“I am not wearing that.”

“How did I get stuck here with you?”

“I swear, the world is against me.”

“Don’t touch me!”

“Get away from me!”

“Tell me you need me.”

“You’re not the boss of me.”

“We’re out of gas, what’s your plan?”

“You’re an ass”

“I’m on vacation, you take care of it.”

“Disney movies all day? I’m in.”

“Hurry up! Would you?!”

“Take the long way around”

“Can you shut up for five minutes, please???”

“He’s been gone for quite a while”

“I can’t see anything.”

“I heard a noise.”

“Where’s my food?”

“I bet you feel like an artist”

“Can I be of assistance?”

“Get out of the way before I murder you.”

“You’re breaking my heart, babe.”

“Cry me a river.”

“Build a bridge.”

“Get over it.”

“Another credit card?!”

“It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!”

“Have you ever lied to me?”

“I’m stuck! Help me!”

“I swear, I’m not scared.”

“What do you think a cupholder is for?”

“You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?”

“Turn that sh*t off!!!!”

“When’s that last time we went on a date?”

“I thought you didn’t like cats?”

“The door’s locked.”

“I’ll just tell your mom on you.”

“I thought you were nice.”

“I had a dream about you.”

“What color do you like better?”

“Take notes, sweetheart.”

“This is where you impress me, right?”

“Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t remember”

“If that makes me a child, so be it.”

“I could beat you up, you know that right?”

“Would it kill you to help people?”

“I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.”

“But, I said I love you.”

“Is it just me or is cold as hell in here?”

“I’m not weird, you’re just basic.”

“Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying”

“Take off your shirt.”

“We could get struck by lightning, but you want to kiss in the rain.”

“You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?

“Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.”

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Generations (pt. 1)

43: “My arms just fit perfectly.” 61: “I heard a noise.” 81: “I’ll just tell your mom on you.”   Stupidity warning: I am only on season 3 so bear with me. I've wanted to write something since the start of season two but I got caught up with Harry Potter. Imagine: Your mom was one of the doctors acquaintances but she never told you anything about the adventures and you happen to run into him on your own. Words: 2,200 __________ 

She had just gotten off work. Of it had to end at three in the morning. That thought ran through her head every night when she had to walk through a bad part of town to get back home. Just a simple job at a small local news station, not an anchor or anything special though. Suddenly there was an odd sound, like an alarm maybe, just around a corner of an alley. She didn’t want to get into any ones business but it was such an odd sound and she was such a curious girl. Before she rounded the corner, she readied herself, while waiting, a small sound rung through her ears again. It had kind of sounded like foot steps down the alley, but then again, they were so light, the sound could only belong to a stray cat of course.   Finally, she had enough courage, along with not hearing any other new strange noises, and decided to whip her head around the wall, just enough to see down the ally, in case there was something she shouldn’t see around the corner, not wanting to get caught in something crime related. To her surprise, there wasn't any living creature back there, just a big blue box, so she stepped into the opening fully. But then again, the box was slightly open with a light on, in it. This could only mean that it was somewhat operational. If the lure of curiosity didn’t work, which it did, there was also a meow sound coming from inside. She couldn't just pass up both of those chances. With her eyes focused on the cat in the box, once it had stepped more into sight, she didn’t realize that the box was bigger on the inside. Petting the affectionate cat, she finally looked up. She couldn’t believe her eyes, this had to be a dream. She stepped inside more, admiring the impossible oddity. The only thing to snap her out of her thoughts was the cats meow. Y/N closed the door to the box and followed the cat, since it was venturing out of her sight. Eventually it was getting to be too complicated of a floor plan so she went back to the main section, but this time, there was a man. Before she could present herself, a major earthquake occurred. It seemed as if the man had went through it hundreds of time before with the calmest of expressions on his face but she was having a breakdown. Until it stopped, she was hoping through the whole thing that she would make it and be able to just see her family at home. Her eyes were still closed, not knowing that the whole place stopped shaking violently, when the Doctor saw something out of place out of the corner of his eye.   "What are you doiNG IN HERE?" He questioned her after marching towards her, confused, and slightly enraged. She was an unwelcomed visitor and could be looking for his demise. "I-I heard a noise, and it went err err, and there was an open door,  and a light, and a cat, please don’t hurt me." She ended her crazed explanation, still forgetting to open her eyes. When there was a silence, her eyes finally opened to see quite a handsome man in front of her. A bit skinny, but full of wonder. "It, it's ok. You can never be so careful now a days," He said, in a calming voice. "Hello, I'm the Doctor." He reached out for her hand, helping her up. She accepted his help. "Y/N," She finally calmed down. "Sweet cat, nice place, nice face, what just happened?" She motioned around, referring to the earthquake, along with trying to cover up what she had just said. The Doctor smiled a bit, shoving his hands in the pockets of his coat. "You're not going to believe me but, we're in the past. And, about the cat, I picked it up along the way, and, it kind of just, stayed."   "Alright, who sent you, I'm not falling for that again." Y/N was now extremely pissed about him mentioning time travel. "What?" He was confused again. "Some one payed you off like the last one. Pretending to fulfil what my best dreams are made of. I'm not even sure what is so embarrassing about it. Everyone just needs to drop it." She went to the exit and stepped into what appeared to be the 1700's. Stepping right back in after a short gasp. "Not fooling you this time, hun." She smiled at his response. "Yes, yes, yes! It's actually happening." She started to jump around a little. Even adding a few air punches. "Yes, it is happening," He quieted for a second. It seemed out of character. "You act just like some one I used to know."He stood there perplexed until snapping out of it, becoming 'bouncy' again. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's see what history is happening." He started running so she felt obligated to as well. Outside, it was cold and full of people wearing powdered wigs in front of big buildings. They were not ones to fit in very well, but no one seemed to question anything, along with the police box along side a hut. "1787, right in that building," He pointed to the one in front of them. "is the signing of the US constitution." The Doctor walked straight into the building, not noticing that Y/N was looking wild, trying to catch up. "You could have just asked me to stop." He grinned. She just rolled her eyes. "Not the brightest idea to yell 'doctor' now a days, how much attention do you want on you?" He didn’t answer her, instead, just wondering through the building, put his ear up to all of the doors. Finally, he had found the one he was looking for, grabbed a wig out of his coat, putting it on, and walking in acting as if he owned the place. He put quill to parchment and walked back to Y/N, who was starting to shiver.   "Here, have this for now." The Doctor draped his coat around her shoulder and she drove her arms through the sleeves.   “My arms just fit perfectly.” She joked, slapping the door frame with the excess jacket sleeve fabric. They both stood there until all of the men finished signing. She was awing at what was happening in front of her and he was looking at her, trying to figure out why she looked familiar. This was starting to make her uncomfortable, although she didn't want to ruin the moment.   He tugged at his ear in thought as they just stood there, she didn't even know what they were waiting for now. "Of course! How did I not know?" He sprang out of his thought. "Does you mom happen to be Y/M/FN Y/M/LN?"   Y/N sort of just nodded, so many new questions running through her head. As if she had more questions about him knowing her mom than the whole time machine thing. "When we get back to the box you're going to answer a few of my questions." She started walking out of the building, a silence with the Doctor walking just behind her. Once he unlocked it and they both stepped in, she let out her thoughts. "What are you and what is this?" Y/N motioned towards the inside of the box.   "Funny you ask, I'm a time lord, the last," That named sounded familiar to her. "And this is the Tardis, just an acronym and exploring, nothing too special." "Yah, not too special. Now, what does this thing do, and will it mess up my brain waves or something? It doesn’t seem like its main for humans." "Now, when it comes to operations, that's when its magnificent. We can go to other planets, universes, other generations, and it helps to communicate with other life forces, along with holding lots of power. Now about your brain waves, never thought about that. I suppose not since nothing substantial happened to the other humans that have been in here." He did that ear tugging thing, she had mixed feelings about his nervous habit. "And how did you know about my mom?" "And that there seems like the hardest question you've asked me. Well, she was one of the people who traveled in here with me. Since it seems you didn't know about me at the start, she hasn't told you, probably wanting to keep you away from me. Don't worry, I'm not the dangerous part.   "Just the two of you on here, did you fill up the time doing, uh..." "Oh, no no no, strictly platonic. Mutual feelings about it."   "Good," It feel silent. "Now what to do?" Y/N questions. "Well, I have some questions for your mom now. We're going back to your time." The ride back seemed easier than the first. Now the Doctor had the opportunity to ask Y/N a few questions about her life.   "What were you up to before you decided to sneak on board? It was pretty late." He teased, trying to figure out what to do with his hands since his coat was still on her, he was fine with that though. "Walking back home from my job, nothing too important though. Especially compared to what you do." She joked. "So, nothing too big going on in your life? Spouse, children, schooling?" "None of those, yet. Just want to make sure I know what I want before I do something life changing. Trust me, I'm not boring, just breaking." She said, as if it was nothing. He continued questioning her, seeing if he should make his decision yet. She had character and he was companionless currently. Even if he takes her back to her current time right after, they would both know. She did also have a connection through birth, already survived a trip, had nothing holding her back, and was extremly curious. All plusses.   They had reached her house after the small talk. Y/N unlocked the door with her keys, asking the doctor to stay in the doorway for a second. Her mom had just been up for a late night snack. "Hey mom, I have something to show you." She said, this was his que. He walked in hesitantly. "Doctor," slipped from her moms lips. Once the awe left from her eyes, she marched towards him and slapped his cheek. "How dare you walk into my house and think everything will be fine and dandy. Not how you left. I don’t want you near her.  You're not going to ruin her, too, Doctor." Y/N's mom was fuming. "I'm sorry, I should have explained myself earlier. I didn’t mean to cut it off that way. I can explain so much, just ask me the questions." "I don’t want to talk to you." She hissed. "I need to talk to you in private," She pointed at Y/N. They both walked into a separate room. "He is not the good guy he may make himself look like. I mean his is a good guy, just not, ugh, I don’t know how to explain it. I never told you about him for a reason. Well, I did use to tell you stories about our adventures before you went to sleep at night as a kid, but never told you it was real. I'm not going to control your life, but I think it is best if you stay away from him." She was calming down and she hung her head low. "I will not repeat history like that again, I promise." The Doctor came around the corner after eaves dropping. "Y/N seems like an extraordinary person, especially since she was raised by her mother."   "I'm sorry for acting out earlier, it was just my first reaction." "You had all the reasons too. Now, I was wondering if I could get both of your permissions to journey with Y/N." He stood there patiently awaiting their answers. Simultaneously, they both nodded their heads, causing a small giggle to erupt. "Oh, you're up for a wild ride with that one," Y/N's mom joked. "From what I have seen already, it's more than I can ever imagine." "You've got that right." The Doctor butted in. "Pack your bags," he directed towards Y/N. "You don't have to say goodbye, she'll be back in 5 minutes." He winked at Y/M/N. The two of them headed out soon after. They had both ventured beyond. It was starting to get dark and Y/N didn't want to sleep, afraid she's miss out on some of the fun on the mission, but it could wait. “If you don't go to sleep, I’ll just tell your mom on you.”   A/N This is the start. Way more then I expected to write. Sorry it took 3 days. I liked it. I'm going to write a second part and make it one of their adventures. Send me requests! I want to start doing ships as well ahh. ~Monarch

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Stampede

Imagine: Fred having a crush on you and once he finally asks you out he takes you on a cliché date. 

Based on: this

Words: 1,600 __________ 

"I get it, I get it, Y/N is amazing, Y/N is beautiful, Y/N is better than anyone else. Why not go tell her that straight to her face than repeatedly mentioning all of this to me? I mean ya, I can see where you’re coming from but come on." George complained to Fred. To George, it seemed like every waking moment of Fred's life is based on Y/N.   "Ok, ok, I'll try to stop but, this is the last time. How many glances has she taken over here?" Fred question. "Ugh. She's coming over here right now in fact." This caused Fred to go rigid.   "Hey guys, good luck at the game today. I'll be cheering you on." It was as if Y/N was trying to provoke something out of him.   All Fred could muster up for a reply was a small laugh, while George answered with something like a 'thank you'. "Well, there's your encouragement, better not screw up because then your crush will see it and always remember your embarrassing moment." George teased. "A) Could you say that any louder, and B) Shut up, I don’t want to think about that." Fred tidied up his area and walked to his room, not up for his twins shenanigans currently.   The game had gone well so far, but Y/N was no where in Fred's sight. She was caught up in finishing some homework in the library and didn’t realize what the time was. Concerned, Fred's head wasn't in the game, until finally he saw her walk to a seat in the Y/H stands. Y/N waved at him, collecting even more of his attention. He eventually took his off of her, but not before he could stop a bludger from almost hitting Harry. Luckily, Harry swerved away just in the nick of time, unfortunately, this meant travelling further away from the golden snitch, almost in the palm of his hands. Fred was going to hear a word from him later. All in all, the Gryffindor team won, just barely, although it was enough to impress Y/N.   Fred caught up with Y/N after the winners party. By this time, it was late at night, but he had found her sitting near the beating willow, of course, she was far enough away from it to want it to go after her.   "What are you doing out here, Y/N? It’s freezing! Here, take my coat." He draped the extra fabric over her cold body. She didn't want to say it out loud but, the smell of him on the coat was infatuating.   "I just like to watch the night sky sometimes, you know?"   "I understand. It is super peaceful out here. Now that I think about it, I'm sorry for being so loud." "It's ok, sometimes I like the company out here. This is one of the times." Y/N tried to some what flirt with him. Y/N looked up at Fred and caught his stare, although he was the one to break it, him turning away quickly. "Sure is pretty out here." 'Because you're beside me' he finished his words off as a thought. After building up his confidence thinking 'what's the worse that could happen?', he actually said what he was thinking. "What was that?" Y/N smiled, hoping she heard him correctly. "You're beautiful." He repeated. "Everything about you." Now Y/N couldn't hold back her smile at all. "Why, thank you. You aren't too bad yourself." By this time, the two of them were cuddling in the cold. Fred starting telling her a story about how he pranked someone to fill up the silence. His giggling chest rattling Y/N  was possibly the best feeling ever. Once, he finished the story, Y/N had fallen asleep. He picked her up and started walking to her room. Throughout, he was murmuring little compliments about her he would only say as if no one could hear him. What he didn't know was that she had waken up in the middle of him saying all those cute things and could barely hold her smile back, not wanting him to know that she's listening to all of it. The two of them both had the greatest sleep that night, not in the same bed of course, but just thinking about the little things each other said kept them dreaming. The both of them getting up with a grin on their face. "Ugh, it would be great if you were a girl." This set him back a little. This morning Y/N decided to sit next to Fred and his gang. Y/N saw the glimmer of confusion in his mind. "No, no, no, I didn't mean it that way, I meant so I could have some girl talk to you." Fred 'ohh'ed. "Invite me over later and I'll be whatever you want me to be." He added a wink. Now it was the tables turn to 'ohh'. "I'm just playing," He added softly after the commotion died down." "Too bad, I would've invited you." Y/N added. He sat there with his mouth slightly open. "You'll catch flies." She took his chin in her chilly hand and pushed it up, furthering then to pinch his cheeks and shake his head, making him pucker his lips. He didn’t want her to know that any contact between them could get his heart racing. It was mutual though.   Later that day, after classes, he kept to his word. "Hello, I am here for the 'girl talk'. Sorry that I don't have an invitation, it was verbal." He greeted once you opened your door. "Don't worry, they are only preferred, not needed." Y/N tagged along to his gimmick "Oh, thank gosh. So, when should we start?" He walked further into her room. That night they stayed up until the sun rose. They chatted about how some rude girl and the latest break ups. Y/N braided his hair and he attempted to paint her nails, that didn’t work too well. They even did a little bit of yoga to try something out.   "Wow, you're better than my actual girlfriends." Y/N said closing her eyes, laying on her bed. "That's what they all say." He put an arm around her. "Next time we hang out, I'm gonna need help with potions." "Sounds like a plan, Stan."  She mumbled. "My name's Fred." "I defiantly know that." You guys stayed in silence for another 5 minutes before Y/N's pal barged in. "Time to get up, love birds! If you both don’t show up for the classes then it will be suspicious." Y/F/N said. The two of you groaned. Your friend eventually walked out once it got awkward. “Fred, do you fancy me?” You said out of the blue. “WHAAAT? FANCY YOU? HAHAHA…. Why, do you fancy me? My answer is going to depend on what you say.” "I guess you haven't been receiving the hints I'm sending out then because my answer is pretty obvious." Y/N said. "Well then, would you like to go out with me, Y/N Y/L/N?" They looked into each others eyes.   "That will be a yes from me." They were defiantly not going to class today, no matter what any one else thinks.   They had split some where through the day, getting ready for that night. He had said that he would like to take Y/N as soon as possible so he wanted to do it that night, although he needed extra time to ready the perfect date. He persuaded the elves in the kitchen to make extra food for a perfect picnic he was setting up. He bargained for some levitating candles and decided to use his own comforter as the blanket. Making sure he had set everything up in the perfect location, ones with lots of flowers and a perfect view of a field of fireflies, he ventured to bring Y/N. "Oh my, this is amazing. Really! I cant believe you went all out like this. Defiantly didn't see you as the hopeless romantic." Y/N gawked. "There's always more to learn about me." Fred flirted. "I'll take that as an invitation." She winked.   The two feasted and joked all through the dinner. Both enjoying every last bit of it. Y/N yawned loudly. "Looks like someone's bedtime is near." "That’s what you get for keeping me up all night." Fred rolled his eyes at what Y/N said. "It won't be the last time that happens." Y/N raised her eyebrows. "How bout you give me a kiss and I'll let you get to sleep." They were at Y/N's room by then. She didn't even answer before she leaned in and gave him a passionate kiss. "Goodnight." She said. Fred stood there in awe at his new beautiful girlfriend.

A/N

This isn’t very much like him but I liked writing it. I found a lot of good gifs for this. I should be working on homework. Hmm with requests.

~Monarch

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Timid

Imagine: You are Hagrid's niece and friends with the golden trio and are on good terms with Draco. You are practically snow white with nature and you hear about how Draco got the hippogriff on the 'execution list' and get extremely upset. Ron comforts you. 14. "Let me take you out on a date."  22. "What's the matter, love?" 26. "I can't even look at you right now."

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"I'm sorry to say this, Y/N, but the hippogriff is going to be executed." Hagrid said to you as you approached his house. 

"What, why, what happened?" You questioned, a pit of rage and sadness building in your stomach.  

"Draco decided to totally disobey my rules the poor creature nipped at him. Long story short, the is sending down a executioner. I'm so sorry." That little twat. He is not going to get away with this that is for sure. "I-I, you're going to have to give me a minute." You said, walking into the forbidden forest, knowing you one of the only wizards to ever be welcomed by the creatures in there. You walked and walked, releasing some of the built up anger you had, until you reached your makeshift hut. In your first year you weren't very accepted in your house, so you found serenity in the woods. By now it was mostly held up by the compact vines you had nurtured in your initial year there.   Crouching in the entrance, you went to sit down on the cushiony chair. A squirrel climbed into your lap. As your played with it, you seemed to have aided your extreme emotions. In an attempt to let them out more, you ranted to the cute critter.   After what seemed like forever, you looked out in front of you and saw you had gathered an audience. Cats, birds, bees, and even a fawn watching you in harmony. You were at peace for the moment. With nothing else on the agenda for the night, you decided to dally around with them.   Quite a bit later, you surely called it a night. Getting snug in the chair, you fell into a deep sleep.

And then the ax sliced its head straight off, you let out an ear piercing scream, waking yourself up from your nightmare. You have to stop this from happening. 

You jumped up from your makeshift bed, making sure you don't step on any animals. Racing towards the edge of the forest you almost ran straight into Ron.   "What are you doing out here?" You questioned. "Looking for you." He pulled you into a big bear hug. "What happened, what's making you a heart throb?" "The last anybody had seen of you was heading down into the forbidden forest. You weren't on the campus at all. Everyone has been worried and on edge. It is so great to see your face." His hug was not allowing you breathe.   "Let go." You muttered.   He released from his tight grasp. "Now where is that butthead?" "Draco?" You nodded your head. "Breakfast." You both headed there. It turned out he had heard the news from Harry already and agreed with you.

Once you arrived, you looked for the person you hated most at the moment. He sat in the middle of the Slytherin table talking proudly with his followers as if he didn’t just cause the soon demise of an innocent animal. You grabbed his ear, dragging him up to eyelevel. He screeched like the little wimp he is. "How dare you? Going off to tell tattle on a creature just defending itself? I would have bit you too, but the result would be way worse than your most unfavorable nightmare. If you ever, ever try to pull anything like this again," you went off with him for another five minutes. The students faces all went from laughter to utter disgust. "When the ministry shows up you are going to tell them that you made the whole thing up and apologize to everyone, including the damned hippogriff." Lightly, you pushed him back slightly, not wanting to be near him any longer than you have to. All of the students were sitting there quietly, mouths hanging open. Your footsteps made a distinct noise through the silence of the room. Right before fully exiting the dining area, another set of footsteps resonated. Anyone but him would be perfect. Of course, it was him. Trying to get him off of your path, you went through various vast corridors.   "I can hear you. Please come out, like you said, I need to apologize, starting with you." "I can't even look at you right now." "Then I'll stay where I'm at, but please, hear me out some. What I did was stupid, I'm sorry. I'll tell the ministry everything to stop them from touching the hippogriff. I was jealous and my stupid judgement got in my way. Please forgive me." You walked around the corner, now in his sight. "You are not 100% good with me right now or anywhere close to that, but it's a start. You better stay with your promise or I'll find a way to make you hate life, and I haven’t wanted to do something like that to anyone before." By this time, you were up under his chin. "Thank you." He said. You half smiled slightly, knowing it was a good idea to be friends with him, even though everyone wanted you to stay away from him. "I don’t know why you're friends with him." Speak of the devil, I mean, he even has red hair. Ron was the one standing in front of you. "He might not know it, but we both need each other as friends." Ron sort of just nodded, probably not knowing how else to respond. "Just wondering but, earlier, what were you doing in the forest?" "I've never brought anyone to my place but, do you want to see it? I'm still kinda fuming and you probably aren't in the best mood either. It calms me." He nodded quickly. "Well then lets get there." You both had approached the edge of the forest when Ron spoke up again. "Um, is it really deep in there? Because I have a past with not the friendliest spider." "Oh you mean all of the acromantulas?  They're good pals actually, keep me safe from the new animals who don’t know their place." "Nice to know." He still seemed quite hesitant the deeper the two of you went. You had never realized how far back the hut was.   "Ta-da! Welcome to casa de Y/N." The animals checked out the reluctant Ron. It was cute, along with him. You never had really noticed how cute he was truly until you were in your natural habitat. You pulled some treats out of your pocket and handed them to him. "Give this to them and they'll love you forever." And that is exactly what happens. "Come inside." You say when all of the excitement is over. Oh shoot, there is only 1 seat.  

"Ummm." He saw the problem too. He's nice looking, why not? "Sit," You climbed on top of his lap once he did, ever so timidly. "I can see why you like it so much here,"   "Shhh. You're ruining it." He quieted after that. It stayed that way for around 5 more minutes. "I'd hate to soil it once again but I have a quick question to ask." He spoke. You nodded, motioning for him to continue. "Let me take you out on a date." Your smile reached from ear to ear, cuddling deeper into him. "What's the matter, love? Don't want to answer me?"   "Oh, I thought I was dreaming." "I'll take that as a yes." A/N I really liked this one because I felt closer to the reader. Ugh, I've eatin too much chocolate today. Make me write a part 2 to this. I have no idea why my paragraphs are being random. ~Monarch

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Too Far

Imagine: Y/N makes George believe he took a prank too far. 9. “I hate you.” / “No you don’t.”   3. “You’re an absolute ass.”   23. “I can’t do this…”   Words: 900 __________ 

You were on your way back from your last class of the day. It hadn’t been the best day for you. Not doing well on a test and spilling your lunch, but at least it wasn’t worse. Rounding the corner you had heard familiar voices.   "We brewed up a good one this time George." You had not made yourself visible yet, with just your eyes peaking out to see what they were up to. Fred had just drunk what appeared to be Polyjuice potion, because he had just shifted into Dumbledore as George laid down on the floor. This isn't the first time that they had decided to pull a prank on you but it would have been the first time they would have fully achieved one. You had always seemed to catch them right before they could successfully pull one on you. And once again, fate was on your side, when Flitwick had let your class out early.   In the times before, you would just call them out on the prank but since you had a but of a head start, you decided to have a little fun with it.   Once they were in their position, 'Dumbledore' leaning over Georges 'dead' body, you had checked your watch. It was a little bit before the other classes would be heading out. You had to admit, they would have tricked you, going through the months long worth of trouble of stirring up the potion, or at least 'paying' someone off to do it for them. Time to take action. "See you later, Ron." You faked him there and waved walking around the corner naturally. You had walked down the hall and gasped. "Oh my, what happened?" You ran down the hallway to George and matched Fred's stance.   "He's far gone, I'm so sorry." He stepped away, gently pulling you back with him, furthing you from George. You had mustered up some fake tears.

"Oh no, how could this have happened? He's friends with everyone! I mean ya, he gets on the bad side of people sometimes but he just plays." You had waited for any reaction. "We have to tell Fred, where is he?" Time to see the way out of that. "Oh he can figure out later, we have to focus on you now." Well that excuse sucked. "I can't do this... Not now, not ever." You fell down, really acting it up, seeing how far you would have to go before George wasn't dead anymore. "Y/N, did you see that?" He pointed at the 'stiff' as he began to flicker his eyelids. "See what?" You had straighted up, stopping the tears. "You mean the completely alive George along with the bearded Fred? Of course I do, I'm not blind." You giggled a little at the shocked faces in front of you. Before you could stop laughing, Dumbledore himself walked into the scene, his eyes landing on his doppelganger. "You, follow me now." He commanded to Fred. He hung his head low, as you lowered your snicker.   "How'd you know?" George asked. "I shall never reveal such secrets." He grabbed you and laid you down next to him on you floor. You shivered lightly from the cool contrast, therefore making George pull you closer to him.   "I hate you." He joked. "No you don't." "You know what? You're right. Do you wanna know how right you are?" You replied with the quick nod of your head. "Y/N, will you do the kindest of things and be my girlfriend? That’s what I've been trying to ask you after every prank but-" "Yes," You cut off his banter. "Wait, really?" "No." You said with a straight face. His smile faltered. "And so the pranker has become the prank-ee." He still had a confused face. "Yes, George, I would love to be your girlfriend." "You're an absolute ass, Y/N." You just shrugged. "So, now, being your girlfriend and all, what do you believe I should do first?" "Get off of the floor before I pull you to where I left the other Weasley." Dumbledore commanded, scaring you both. Before you two could react, his face started to discombobulate, back into Fred himself, relieving the both of you. "Go away you git," George argued. "I was the one who built up your confidence in the first place-" They ribbed at each other back and forth all the while you sat there enjoying being next to your best friend, and not to mention, new boyfriend.   A/N Not the best writing on my part but the prompt I came up with surprised myself. A little bit shorter than my other ones but I like it. Feel free to request anything. ~Monarch

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I don’t...

Imagine: Draco and Y/N being best friends and Draco has a crush on her. At first Y/N friend zones Draco but then she realizes what her true feelings are.  

33. “I love you.”   8. “Can I kiss you?” 28. “I love when you call me that.” 

Words: 1,200

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"And that will be all for today. Don’t forget to study for the test next class.” Professor Lupin remarked to the class.   “Finally.” Draco said, exiting the classroom.   “Come on, he isn’t that bad, you just need to actually work in his class, babes.” You weren’t dating, although every one had their suspicions. You had just found it natural feeling to call him that.     You had reached to the library by now, Draco complaining the whole time.   “Y/N,” He stretched your name out, “Can we please just hang out, like, anywhere else.” He grabbed onto your hand trying to pull you out of your seat. “How about we compromise, we can bring all of the necessary books to the room and study there.” You had voluntarily stood up now, although you has started walking deeper into the library. “Or how about we just go some where quite, hmm?” He didn’t allow you to answer before he slung you over his shoulder, heading to where ever he seemed fit to drag you. After a while, he set you down, by this time, all of the blood had rushed to your head. It had taken you a while for you to find your balance and see straight. Once you had adjusted, you recognized where you were at, the green house, with no one but Draco.   “Awe, you could’ve just said you were taking me here, you know I can’t deny this place.” You had slapped his chest playfully and started strolling around. Before wondering too far off from him, he had pulled you back towards him. “Even though watching a beautiful person gaze at what they think is beautiful is quite interesting, it’s not what I brought you here for.” His soft breath landed on your ear before twirling you around to face him. “If you haven’t noticed, I have quite an attraction to you and I would love it if you could accompany me to Hogsmeade this weekend, as more than just friends.” Your smile faltered. You had thought about him like that before but it just didn’t feel right. Now you have to crush him.   “I don’t know exactly how to say this but, I don’t like you that way. I’m so sorry. Can we please still stay friends, b-” You had cut yourself off, knowing if you had said ‘babe’ it would probably just make this whole thing worse. He was just standing there sulking for a second. He suddenly spun around started to walk back to the halls. When he had slammed the connecting door, some of the young mandrakes had started screaming from behind you. You had clamped your hands over your ears, running out of the room, not wanting to be caught up in the infirmary for the night.   After successfully leaving the chaos of the green house, you started on your way to your room. While walking, you had seen the destruction left behind from the angry Malfoy. You even had to 'un-paralyze’ some one in the hall.   Once arriving at your comfy bed, you had nothing else to think about but what Draco had said to you. With no other distractions like studying or literally anything else, you had caved. Draco and you had shared a special bond, like no other. He had made you feel like you were the most special person in the world. When you were feeling down, he would be the only one to cheer you up. You wanted to be comforted from the immense guilt you were feeling but the only person who could help you was the one you hurt. Of course you couldn’t have not hurt him without lying, and making it worse. But maybe the thing is, you were lying to yourself.   Finally making up your mind, you raced out of your bed, rushing to the boys side of the Slytherin house. Luckily Blaise was just walking out so you caught his sleeve in a tight grasp.   “Take me to Draco.” You demanded.   “Are you sure that you want to, he came in there fuming.” He stopped and didn’t budge. “I get you guys are really close but I am actually scared for anyone within 50 feet of him. That’s why I was getting out of there.” “Boo hoo, I don’t care, you’re my key for entering. He might talk like he’ll do something, but not to me. I can’t speak for you.” You added a little fake giggle. He shook his head before going back in. “I said get away!” A ball of light had just missed your head and made a small crater in the brick wall. Once he had looked up, it seemed as if he was going to apologize but then the fire appeared back into his eyes. “What are you doing here, I thought you made it clear that you didn’t want to see all that much of me?” Blaise had felt the tension in the room. “And I’m out of here.” He said. “Good idea.” I mumbled. The conversation halted until Blaise had shut the door.   “Once again, what are you doing here?” He spat with venom. “I want to change my answer.” I simply said. “Wait, what.” His frown turned to a look of hope.   “I was thinking about it and, I actually do really like you and would like to accept your offer. You know, more than friends, babe” By this time you had the crossed to room and had made it to his bed, which he was sitting on.   “I love it when you call me that.” He said capturing you in a hug. “Seeing as it may be a little soon, but do you think we can, um, wow I sound like such a,” He cut you off by pulling you into a kiss. The passion practically leaking from it.   As you unfroze you finally found your voice, finishing what you didn’t have the courage to say before. “Can I kiss you?” You hesitated, “Well, I mean, again?” You both smiled and kissed, once again. Before you can pull away, the creaking of the door opening just slightly made you both pull away. “I was afraid one of you was severely injured because of the silence. I’ll be off now.” Blaise said pulling his head back out of the door way. Both of you too laughed a little, not knowing how to respond.   Breaking the silence, Draco spoke. “I know this may be fast, but all throughout our friend I have wanted to say this. I love you.” He pulled the two of you onto the bed. “I love you too.”

A/N

Just a quick write.

~Monarch

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Prompt List

By: ravenclawwriting 

1. “You don’t love him/her."

2. "But, I thought you were straight..”

3. ���You’re an absolute ass.”

4. “I’m so fucking sorry."

5. "Say something, please."

6. "I have a confession."

7. "Don’t go falling in love with me, okay?”

8. "Can I kiss you?"

9. "I hate you.” / “No you don’t."

10. "I didn’t know you were a poet."

11. "You need to go to the hospital."

12. "Marry me."

13. "Are you wasted?"

14. "Let me take you out on a date."

15. "This feels wrong…"

16. "He/She will kill me if he/she finds out about this."

17. "You’re so fucking cheesy."

18. "Is that my sweater?"

19. "Stop making me laugh, I’m really pissed at you."

20. "Don’t be so close-minded"

21. "You’re such a nerd."

22. "What’s the matter, love?"

23. "I can’t do this…"

24. "Don’t cry, then I’m going to start crying."

25. "You don’t have to be so brave all the time."

26. "I can’t even look at you right now."

27. "Say that again."

28. "I love when you call me that."

29. "Don’t die on me…"

30. "You’re definitely going to hell."

31. "Since when are you such a social justice warrior?"

32. "This isn’t going to work."

33. "I love you so much.”

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Hey, Sweetheart

Imagine: You and the Winchesters go out on a hunt for a vengeful spirit and run into something unexpected ;(

This is based before they know who Gabriel is, but they have dealt with angles. 

Words: 1,200

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"Hey guys I'm pretty sure I've got a case!" Sam exclaimed from the office area of Bobby's house. Finally some action. You had been sitting in what felt like prison for almost a week now. Ya, The first two days of rest were enjoyable, but this long, it just wasn't your thing. The excitement from Sam's sentence made you run over to where he was at and run circles around the desk flailing your arms up.

"Wowwy! What is it Sammy boy? Ghost? Vampire? Demon?" You kept on listing different creatures like a maniac until Dean caught your arm, shushing you, and made you do a short breathing exercise. "Sorry about that." You say cowering because of your outburst.

"Alright this is what I found. A vengeful spirit or something seems to be lurking around a college with freaky stuff going on. A cheerleader was probed by aliens," Deans eyes widened, most likely about the college cheerleader part. "And a butcher at an on campus meat shop got trampled by cows, with no farms within a hundred mile radius. Sounds like our sort of thing." Sam explained.

"Let’s pack it up and hit the road then." So thats what you all did, and were out on the road within an hour. You put on a sly grin as you looked at your phone. Since you had a lot of free time this week you had set up a bluetooth device in Deans car to connect to your phone and his speakers. Of course the device was hidden so when you started blasting the Offspring, the brothers in front got spooked and Deans instant reaction was to slam on the brakes and Sam's knees hit against the headboard, hard. You started laughing and head banging while getting the worst evil glare by both boys.

"You play your music all the time! Let me have some fun; its a long drive!" You screamed over the music. Sam tried to turn it down but the only volume control was on your phone. You paused the music for a second because you didn't feel like yelling.

"I'm up for bargains and bribes because I'm the only one who has control." You spoke confidently.

"I like it, can I see the album?" Sam asked. You opened it on your phone and turned the screen towards Sam. He took the opportunity to grab the phone out of your hand.

"No!!" You tried to wrestle the phone back out of his hand. Dean had started the car again. You managed to flip over to the front seat, feet sitting on the open window ledge near Dean, who wasn't affected. Sam got your hands off of the phone for a millisecond and shoved the it under his butt thinking it would stop you. He was in for a surprised when you went at it and almost won the fight, when the phone had slipped from your hand so he grabbed it and hung it out of the window. You sighed, defeated. You humphed and got back in your seat, buckling up. This was going to be a long drive.

~Time skip~

The three of you were now in your FBI attire and went out questioning. The police, who got questioned by you first, lead you to the suspect who had initially found the butchers body. Which happened to be what looked like a creepy 35 year old professor who teaches film.

"Well hey, sweetheart," he looked up momentarily, "and Winchesters." His words made you all immediately pick up your specialty weapon of choice. "Come inside the party's just getting started."

"Who are you?" Dean said as his phone started vibrating.

"I suggest you answer that." The mystery man said. Dean carefully picked up his phone, putting it on speaker. You and Sam still had your weapons a-blazing.

"Hey Bobby." Dean spoke.

"Hey, I saw your note you left for me, and looked at the computer with your recent web page still open. I saw that the reports, it doesn't look like a spirit. I did even more digging and my moneys' on a trickster. Its an immortal demigod who can create anything out of thin air and has a thing for sugar." Bobby explained over the phone.

"Oh so close there. Thats actually my cover up. I’m the archangel Gabriel. Cool just wanted to clear that up. Goodbye." The phone then disappeared and in the blink of an eye you were all in a different setting. Sam and Dean were walking next to you really stiffly. You were walking and a hand was around your waist, you couldn't seem to move it though. The hand belonged to Gabriel who now was chewing on a jaw breaker. "Ah, i've been waiting for this moment. Dean, Sam, you'll be safe." After he was finished saying that, they were gone. Oh how you hoped it was true.

"What do you want with me?" You question.

"Well, Y/N, I've been admiring you and you just seemed like the cutest thing. And trust me, I won't do anything with out consent. But I am taking you on a date right now." He pressed two fingers on your forehead, something that was familiar to you, and took you to (place you look forward to going to). It was so beautiful. Way better than you imagined. And it was just you two. You had to admit, it was pretty nice but you were not going to give up your grudge on him that easily. You walked away a little to get a better view and of course, you had tripped. But Gabe saved you from the embarrassing fall. He also added in a little hug thing, that was not needed. But you let it slide.

You both carried on a conversation on a decent walk when you two came up to an ice cream shop. With his reputation you knew he was going to stop there. Not like you minded.

Now you two were sitting at a spot that gave a beautiful view. You had to admit, you were answering some questions he had with sass. But it was one of the nicer dates you have ever been on.

"Do you think that I can get home anytime soon. Not that I'm not enjoying it." You added. It could get you home earlier with 'good behavior'.

"I do hope that this can happen again, sometime." He said as he teleported you back home. You hesitated slightly.

"Only if you bring Sam and Dean back home safely." Even before you could finish your sentence there were the bothers right in front of you. Dean had a whole pie in one hand and a fork in the other. Sam had some healthy looking sweet like a fruit tart or something of that matter in his hand. They looked up with an 'awe' face on as if you had just ripped them from fantasy land. Now knowing Gabe, they probably were at their fantasy land.

"Hey, Y/N" Dean said with a full mouth of pie.

"Well, I'm gonna leave you with them. You know how to reach me," He pointed up. "See you soon." He then hugged you and gave you a peck on the cheek and left.

You were looking forward to the future.

A/N

Yo. I know. It was NOT the best. I'm still looking for request, so hmu. You can also request a sequel to anything I write.

~Monarch

[writtenbymonarch]

You’ve got some explaining to do

Imagine: You’ve been hunting with the winchester brothers and they find out that you’re the four horsemens’ sister. Maybe a little thing going on between the reader and Sam.

Requested by: Anonymous

Spoiler alert: Based off of the season 10 finale.

Word count: 1,400

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You and Sam had just busted into the motel door that Dean was just staying in. It appeared that the room was ransacked if you didn’t know any better. There was one thing oddly out of place. On the bed was a set of keys and a notepad underneath. It seemed like you were the only one to notice this because Sam was still in shock. You rushed over and looked at it. They were the keys to Baby. The note read ‘She’s all yours’.

“This is not good.” You said. This seemed to have knocked Sam out of his shocked state because he ran over out of his stiff form to see it.

“Oh no.” He exclaimed. You both knew what to do now, which was to race to the Impala.

Any other time you would enjoy spending time alone with Sam. Or even just sitting shotgun in the Impala but not in these circumstances. Ya, sure you could have teleported straight to Dean, but that would have blown your cover. Not that you were plotting against them or anything, you just didn’t want to be looked at differently. You were actually considering telling them your secret soon. But you would only reveal it if it was your only way to solve something. This is not the time though.

It didn’t take you two long to follow Deans trail, that he tried not to leave behind, to a Mexican restaurant… Why a restaurant?

Right when you both stepped out of the Impala the ground shook and made you two stop what you were doing. This was not just a coincidental earthquake when you’re in the midst of dealing with the first curse. The shaking didn’t stop you two for long though. You barged into the door seeing what would seal your fate.

“Well hello there Y/N.” said Death. All heads turned to you.

“Why does he,” Dean pointed at Death, “know you?” He then pointed at you. I guess there was no need for small talk to start out with. You might as well let your secret out now.

You went invisible for a moment. Then flashed back, but into another random human form and then went back to your 'own self’. Then you snapped your fingers breaking some of the chairs around you and moving them slow enough so a human eye could see that you were spelling out the word 'oops’. You conjured up a random demon and exorcized it and started playing with the sulfur substance that came out, eventually making it spell out the word 'surprise’. The vessel of the demon became immediately alive, but started getting red with boils. You solved their illness that you gave the human within 10 seconds. You pointed outside as you made a loud boom of thunder erupt. Lastly, you made it appear as if there were twenty of you and curtsied to add a finale to your 'performance’. When you stopped casting twins yourself everywhere,  your real form was opposite of were you started.

Death was not surprised by your act, you had played around a lot more like this when you were young. Sam’s mouth was wide open. He’s been shocked a lot today apparently. Deans reaction was to go running at you. You had no idea what his plan was. He didn’t make it closer than two feet away from you. He was pushing and pushing but he wasn’t going to get past your force.

“I could disintegrate you right now.” You announced. That stopped him.

“Please do… Thats what I called him here for.”

“Dea-” Sam started but Dean cut him off.

“Shut it. I would kill her right now. But I won’t if she can do that to me.” You projected your voice in his head. 'No one can kill me.’ This made him snap his head up.

“Could you please explain whats going on?!” Sam exclaimed.

“Hmmm. Long story short. I’m his little sister,” You pointed to your brother, Death. “I have the powers of all of my brothers combined. And lets not forget that they’re twice as strong as theirs.”

“How come we haven’t heard of you before?” Dean asked. Before you were able to answer your brother chimed in.

“She likes to erase peoples memory of her before they are able to spread the word. Its something I have truly admired.”

“Lets cut the bull shit and get back to the reason why I came here… Can you remove this mark?” Dean directed towards the both of you.

“Not without consequences.” Death butted in.

“Actually, Ive been thinking about it and I’m willing to try it…” You said quietly. Dean looked at you as if to say continue. “I’m pretty sure if I had the mark I would be able to contain it. I mean look how well I’ve done with my other specialties.”

“No can do. You kept this HUGE secret from us and you except me to give up the mark to you?”

“Or I can just take the mark from you myself. Don’t worry if I can’t control it then I’ll give it right back” You didn’t wait for a response from Dean and just grabbed his arm, all the while controlling his mind to give it to you. You had to admit, he was the toughest one to crack that you have dealt with. Soon enough you had the mark on your arm. You had felt no different than before. You weren’t gonna let the boys know this though. Its always a good time for a prank.

You shifted you eyes black, tilted your head to an angle, and held out your hand. With the blink of an eye you had the first blade filling your palm. You started to walk towards Dean who backed up.

“Give it BACK!” He commanded. You giggled like some one would in a horror movie. Which lead to you giggling for real and the laughed to your knees.

“Oh that was a good one!” You said with tears in your now normal eyes. Even your brother let out a louder than average exhale out of his nose, resembling as close to a laugh that you could get him to do. You crushed blade in your hands making it to never be able to be used again. “I got you goooOOOOdd.”

“Very funny.” Dean said. “But still, are you going to be able to handle it?”

“It has no effect on me. Cain himself was my friend back in the day. He used to let me wear it around to mess with demons… I know whats up.” There was an awkward silence and a menacing glare from Dean.

“Since everything is good now, I’ll be on my way.” Death broke the silence while grabbing the large plate of food has been munching on this whole time.

“Hit me up some time bro. I’ve missed you.” He rolled his eyes at you.

“Whatever you say.” And in a flash he left. It was all good.

“You’ve got some explaining to do, missy.” Sam finally spoke up.

“Ya, ya. Ill tell you on the ride home.” So thats what you did.

You all had packed up for the night and where headed to bed. Today was a big day for everyone you guess.

You were now making sure every one of your friends were going to be ok. Meaning that you had cleared Rowenas head from her plan, right from the living area of the bunker. You had also listened into what the brothers were thinking as they tucked themselves in. They both were going to have a tough time to sleep tonight. Not on my watch. Why not take advantage of letting your secret out. Once they laid their head down on their pillow you had put them to sleep. You may have added a nice dream to their head to make it up to them a little bit for the prank you pulled.

A/N

Wow was that was a horrible ending. I AM going to make a sequel for this. This is my first time writing anything about Supernatural, whoops.

~Monarch

[writtenbymonarch]

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