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Hi! My friends call me Meg(32). She/Her. Requests are CLOSED! Ships are CLOSED(answered on Mondays)! This is a smut/NSFW free blog! If you have a fic you want me to read, tag me or send an ask!! Happily Married!
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Humans shed about 600,000 particles of skin every hour. By age 70, humans lose an average of 105 pounds of skin.
A snail breathes through its foot
To make one pound of honey, honey bees must gather nectar from nearly 2 million flowers
The only one of those I knew was the snail!
The giant squid has the world's largest eyes.
Like fingerprints, everyone has a different tongue print.
Animals can be allergic to humans.
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And I think I missed yesterdays fact of the day!
Octopuses have three hearts
Sloths can hold their breath longer than dolphins can.
Btw, how's the family?
I knew the fact about octupi! I did not know the one about sloths!
The family is doing well! Can you believe Ducky is going to be 6 this year?! (Coincidentally, sloths used to be her favorite animal)
Allodoxaphobia is the fear of other people's opinions. And since I got 2, it's only fair: in one city in North Carolina, it is illegal to ride a bike without using both hands.
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(Idk if I sent a fact today!!)
Almost all commercially grown artichokes (99.9 percent) come from California. One town in particular, Castroville, is nicknamed “the Artichoke Capital of the World.”
Hiya! You did send me the one about the fear of chickens (I just hadn't had a chance to answer before now)! I had no idea California was known for artichokes!
Apparently, the nine-banded armadillo almost always has litters of identical quatruplets.
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Three presidents, all Founding Fathers—John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, and James Monroe—died on July 4. Presidents Adams and Jefferson also died the same year, 1826; President Monroe died in 1831
I knew about Jefferson and Adams, but I had no idea about Monroe. President Theodore Roosevelt owned more pets than any other president. He had dogs and birds, but also some more exotic ones including a hyena, a black bear, and a badger. It's said that he had about 48 pets altogether.
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The yo-yo was originally a weapon used in the Philippine jungle.
It's been so long since we've shared fun facts! That's awesome!
A group of bunnies is called a fluffle.
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Signal boost! I'm absolutely bogged down with requests, but some of my lovelies might enjoy the challenge!
Caplan's Disney Celebration
Rules:
You don’t have to follow me, but its definitely encouraged!
PLEASE use a summary!!
If the fic is more the 300 words, use a keep reading feature!!!
Tag the challenge as #
There’s no limit how many prompts you can chose!
Tag my url & the challenge name in the a/n’s note before the fic along with the hashtag please!
No due dates
Any character you’d like to write for!
once a fic has been given to me, they will be placed in a masterlist
If i do not respond to your fic within 24 hours of posting, PLEASE message me a link!!
Dialogue Prompts
"Take it with you so you'll always have a way to look back ... and remember me."
"Have you ever seen something so wonderful in your entire life?"
“How did you survive being locked up in a castle for all this time?”
“What do you mean, you’re the lost princess?”
"Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten"
“It’s called a cruel irony, like my dependence on you.”
“I warn you child. If I lose my temper, you lose your head. Understand?!”
“Perhaps you shouldn’t turn your back on me.”
“A true loves kiss. If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
"Today is a good day to try"
"Love is putting someone else’s needs before yours"
"If you ain’t scared, you ain’t alive"
"Any day spent with you is my favorite day. So, today is my new favorite day"
"He fell into despair, and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?"
“You really shouldn’t come back here, you know. It’s not safe.”
“I told you to stay away from this wing!”
“He was this close—just staring at me.”
“Do you trust me?”
“(And) You will always be in my heart.”
“I especially love his smile.”
“New and a bit alarming.”
“Now kiss her.”
“How can I prove myself if no one will give me a chance?”
“People around here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.”
“I’m a damsel. I’m in distress. I can handle this. Have a nice day.”
“Guys….I want a castle.”
“If you can’t say something nice, don’t say nothin’ at all.”
“When I look at you, I can feel it. I look at you, and I’m home.”
“Put that thing back where it came from or so help me.”
“There’s no one I’d rather be than me.”
“It was worth it…if you learned something from it.”
“You deliberately disobeyed me.”
“I’m surrounded by idiots.”
“How could you do that to me?”
Song Lyric prompts
“And I’ve got friends on the other side.” - Dr. Facilier, “Friends on the Other Side”,
“But you’ll be rewarded when at last I am given my dues. And injustice deliciously squared! Be prepared.”
“I admit that in the past I’ve been a nasty. They weren’t kidding when they called me, well, a witch.”
“If she doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will.”
“I’ve reached the top and had to stop and that’s what botherin’ me.”
“Ain't got time for messing around”
“People down here think I'm crazy”
“I put a spell on you, and now you’re mine.
“Don’t forget it, you’ll regret it.”
“Every hour we spent together Lives within my heart”
“Never thought she'd look my way And she smiled at me and held me”
“I was the master of my fate.”
“I learned the truth too late.”
“I let her steal into my melancholy heart.”
“I'm where I'm meant to be”
“He has never been one of us.”
“Now I know she’ll never leave me.”
“I should thank you...but it’d be more fun to kill you.”
“This crown gives me a feeling of power!”
“It’s not my fault, I’m not to blame”
“He asked for trouble the moment he came”
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New to y'all, old AF to me
Being a newbie to the Avengers Tower, working alongside the Avengers, you'd thought life would have been more exciting. But with the threat of HYDRA on the rise, the gang decided to keep you under the wraps, sticking you into the tower to be locked away. Upon one night, however, you snuck out on the guise of going out with a cousin that was visiting the city. You never expected to see daylight again... or harbor feelings for a certain masked criminal.
Posted the first chapter today. Will be a total of 10 chapters. Heed the warnings.
tags below the cut
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#for my marvel fans#seriously go read all Caplan's works!#you won't be disappointed#signal boost#💜 Caplan
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Hi Meg :)) do you have a masterlist? Also can I ask do you write for any of these characters: jeremiah valeska, victor zsasz or barbara kean?
Hiya! I do have a masterlist, though it is not mobile friendly unfortunately. I have tried so many times to get it to work for mobile and it just won't.
I write for all those characters, though my requests are currently closed.
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@kjs-s Thank you so much! I am so glad you enjoyed it!
Bloodied
Based on this request: a draco fic where they are friends and he gets in a fight for reader and afterwards they are alone he is all bloodied up and she is patching him up and he confesses his feelings and just fluff?
Here you are, lovely! *I do not own ANY HP characters.*
Warnings: mentions of violence and blood, but fluff!!!
Pairings: Draco Malfoy x fem!reader
Your friendship with Draco was something no one had expected to come about. Outside of Quidditch and his two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle, Draco tended to keep to himself in his latest years at Hogwarts. So when the two of you began getting close, everyone was surprised. Especially because you didn't have a lot of friends either. People tended to either ignore you or bully you. Something Draco was not too fond of. In fact, it made him angry; a feeling that only grew as Draco found himself falling in love with you.
Draco became your defender even when you weren't around. He would not stand for anyone putting you down or treating you poorly. You could take care of yourself for certain. You didn’t need Draco’s help, but he’d be damned if he’d lose the one thing that made life bearable for him. He would defend you to the ends of the Earth if he had to.
That was how it came to pass that you found him in the courtyard fighting with some other Slytherin, his face and knuckles bloodied. You put an end to the fight quickly before escorting Draco from the courtyard before a teacher could arrive and give everyone involved detention.
“What were you thinking, you idiot?” you asked when the two of you were alone. There was no malice in your words. Draco downed the Wiggenweld Potion you handed him as you began to clean the blood from his hands. “They were mocking you,” he finally replied. You glanced up from what you were doing with an arched brow. “And? They always mock me, Draco. This is nothing new.”
“Well, I don’t like it. I wanted it to stop, so I made it happen.” You let out a soft sigh and returned to your work. “Draco, I can look after myself.” He shook his head. The young Slytherin had never really been good with words, but you really weren’t understanding what he was trying to say. “You shouldn’t have to and you never will again. I…care for you too much to let it keep happening.”
That made you pause and look up at him again. You stared into his grey eyes for what felt like forever. Not that Draco minded. He liked looking at you. “Draco, I care for you too, you dunderhead. That’s why you can’t keep doing this kind of thing.” Draco rolled his eyes. Still not getting it.
You reached up to begin cleaning the blood from Draco’s face, but he gently grasped your hand to stop you. This time, you actually stopped moving and focused on him. Draco brought your hand to his lips, softly laying a kiss to the palm as his eyes closed. You inhaled sharply. “Draco…” He hummed in response.
“When you said you care for me, you didn’t mean as a friend, did you?” Draco’s eyes opened to see your adorably confused expression. “I didn’t.” You opened and closed your mouth a half dozen times, like you couldn’t figure out how to react. Every emotion seemed to cross your face in a matter of seconds.
Finally, you settled for pressing a kiss to his forehead. Draco frowned slightly when you pulled away. “I love you too, Draco,” you whispered. Draco smiled and moved to kiss you on the lips, but you backed away. “Nuh-uh. No lip kisses for you until you’re not bloodied.” Draco chuckled, but agreed. He continued watching you with eyes full of adoration as you finished cleaning him up.
(a/n: I hope you like it!)
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Bloodied
Based on this request: a draco fic where they are friends and he gets in a fight for reader and afterwards they are alone he is all bloodied up and she is patching him up and he confesses his feelings and just fluff?
Here you are, lovely! *I do not own ANY HP characters.*
Warnings: mentions of violence and blood, but fluff!!!
Pairings: Draco Malfoy x fem!reader
Your friendship with Draco was something no one had expected to come about. Outside of Quidditch and his two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle, Draco tended to keep to himself in his latest years at Hogwarts. So when the two of you began getting close, everyone was surprised. Especially because you didn't have a lot of friends either. People tended to either ignore you or bully you. Something Draco was not too fond of. In fact, it made him angry; a feeling that only grew as Draco found himself falling in love with you.
Draco became your defender even when you weren't around. He would not stand for anyone putting you down or treating you poorly. You could take care of yourself for certain. You didn’t need Draco’s help, but he’d be damned if he’d lose the one thing that made life bearable for him. He would defend you to the ends of the Earth if he had to.
That was how it came to pass that you found him in the courtyard fighting with some other Slytherin, his face and knuckles bloodied. You put an end to the fight quickly before escorting Draco from the courtyard before a teacher could arrive and give everyone involved detention.
“What were you thinking, you idiot?” you asked when the two of you were alone. There was no malice in your words. Draco downed the Wiggenweld Potion you handed him as you began to clean the blood from his hands. “They were mocking you,” he finally replied. You glanced up from what you were doing with an arched brow. “And? They always mock me, Draco. This is nothing new.”
“Well, I don’t like it. I wanted it to stop, so I made it happen.” You let out a soft sigh and returned to your work. “Draco, I can look after myself.” He shook his head. The young Slytherin had never really been good with words, but you really weren’t understanding what he was trying to say. “You shouldn’t have to and you never will again. I…care for you too much to let it keep happening.”
That made you pause and look up at him again. You stared into his grey eyes for what felt like forever. Not that Draco minded. He liked looking at you. “Draco, I care for you too, you dunderhead. That’s why you can’t keep doing this kind of thing.” Draco rolled his eyes. Still not getting it.
You reached up to begin cleaning the blood from Draco’s face, but he gently grasped your hand to stop you. This time, you actually stopped moving and focused on him. Draco brought your hand to his lips, softly laying a kiss to the palm as his eyes closed. You inhaled sharply. “Draco…” He hummed in response.
“When you said you care for me, you didn’t mean as a friend, did you?” Draco’s eyes opened to see your adorably confused expression. “I didn’t.” You opened and closed your mouth a half dozen times, like you couldn’t figure out how to react. Every emotion seemed to cross your face in a matter of seconds.
Finally, you settled for pressing a kiss to his forehead. Draco frowned slightly when you pulled away. “I love you too, Draco,” you whispered. Draco smiled and moved to kiss you on the lips, but you backed away. “Nuh-uh. No lip kisses for you until you’re not bloodied.” Draco chuckled, but agreed. He continued watching you with eyes full of adoration as you finished cleaning him up.
(a/n: I hope you like it!)
Forever Tags: @fizzyxcustard @brewsthespirit-blog @sirkekselord @aikibriarrose @lady-of-lies @esoltis280 @stories-by-shanna-p @dark-angel-is-back @motleymoose @supernatural4life2022 @asgards-princess-of-mischief
HP Tags are open!
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Growing Love
Based on this request: I do have a story request for your the hobbit book. I was thinking of possibly the reader staying at Beorn’s and the grow to love each other overtime and they eventually admit it to each other.
Here you are! My apologies for the wait. *Beorn is NOT mine and is the property of JRR Tolkien.*
Warnings: Mostly fluff, slight angst(?), first time writing Beorn. Reader is described as being shorter than Beorn. Beorn is theorized to be anywhere from 7'3"(220.98cm) to 12'(365.76cm) tall.
Pairings: Beorn x reader
When you had first accidentally stumbled upon the house in the woods, you thought you would die. After all, there was a giant, great bear right on your heels. You managed to find a small space to hide where the bear couldn't get you. A few hours later, after the bear had left and you calmed down, you were approached again by a very large man. While you were intimidated, he did not seem to want to hurt you. In fact, upon hearing your story, he offered you a place to stay.
You grew to enjoy working alongside Beorn. You cooked together, took care of the livestock and ponies together, and kept bees together. But your favorite thing to do with Beorn was work in his garden. For such a large being, Beorn was as gentle as could be with his garden. He talked to his plants, nurturing them the way a parent would a child. He taught you about the various things he grew and how to care for them.
Time passed as you stayed with Beorn while you were trying to figure out where to go and what to do. Some days, you felt like a burden to the skin-changer. Still he never said anything like that to you nor did it seem that he was tiring of your company. You often caught him staring at you in what appeared to be deep contemplation. Like you were a riddle he couldn’t solve. One day, you would figure out exactly what Beorn was thinking.
Beorn had given you your own patch of land to grow flowers alongside his crops. You were tending to those flowers one morning when you felt Beorn’s eyes on you again. “Is something wrong?” you asked him, straightening up. He cleared his throat as if he were embarrassed to be caught staring. He paused for a moment, contemplating his words carefully. Given his usual brash nature, you were happy to wait for him to get his thoughts together.
“I have discovered something. Something unusual,” he replied after a bit. You cocked your head to the side as you gazed up at his face. “Oh?” He nodded and brought a hand up to his chin, the manacle on his wrist jingling slightly. “The thought of you…leaving. It does not please me. At all. I find myself getting rather angry at it. I had heard of feelings like this, but did not believe in them.”
His confession threw you for what felt like hours. His intense gaze never left your face as he watched you take in what he’d said. “I…are you saying that you care for me?” You could have smacked yourself at how unsure you sounded. He nodded once but then his brows furrowed. “Perhaps care is not a strong enough word. I believe what I feel for you is deeper. Much deeper than simply caring.”
You felt your entire body heat up. Was he really saying what you thought he was? “Beorn? Are you telling me that you might love me?” He thought for a moment before confirming your words. “Yes. My love for you has grown, I believe, much like the blooms you have tended to. A tiny idea, a seed, of what life could be with you by my side for the rest of our days began this and now, like your flowers, I feel something blossoming and maturing in my heart that I have long thought was incapable of such things. And now I need to know if the same can be said of you. Do you-Could you…love me?
A smile crept its way to your lips before you could stop it. Beorn simply stared at you until you realized that you hadn’t answered him after nearly a minute. “Beorn, of course I could love you. It is possible that I already do and have been denying myself the joy of it, thinking you would eventually tire of me and I would have to leave.” You removed your gardening gloves and slowly reached over to take one of Beorn’s hands in yours.
“We could live a thousand ages and I would not tire of you,” he admitted slowly. You beamed up at him as tears of joy pricked at your eyes. Beorn smiled down at you but suddenly stiffened. Your brows furrowed as he straightened up and sniffed the air. “What is it?” you asked in confusion.
“Orcs. Get inside, bar the door, and don’t come out until I return.” You knew better than to argue. Instead, you merely agreed and Beorn turned to leave. Before he got too far, you called out to him. He glanced back at you over his shoulder. “I love you,” you confessed. He smiled again. “And I you. Now go. I shall return.” You quickly ran inside, the door barely closed behind you when you heard the growling of a great bear. “Be safe,” you whispered. You had no idea that, very soon, a company of dwarves, a wizard, and hobbit would change your lives completely.
(a/n: I hope I did Beorn justice. I have one more request for him on my list)
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Just a reminder that Drabble Days begin on Tuesday so you can go ahead and start sending in your requests!
So good news and bad news. Bad news first: my nearly 10 year old laptop is on its last legs. She's struggling. And because I can't really write on it any longer, I have lost access to the unfinished fics I've started, at least temporarily. I may have to start them all over which means it'll take a little longer to get through requests.
Now, for the good news: to make up for the fact that fics are going to be late (and to celebrate this blog's 8 year anniversary), I will be starting Drabble Days this upcoming week. I can write drabbles on my phone in my spare time.
On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays for all of December and possibly even January, I will write drabbles for the requests you all send in! I will start this upcoming Tuesday(December 5th) but you can go ahead and start sending them in now! The requests can be for any character I currently write for OR for characters I used to write for that you all would like to read again.
*Same guidelines apply as with regular requests.
Winter/holiday themed requests are encouraged but not required and feel free to give me a challenge such as a word/phrase I HAVE to use or even a time limit.
*if you aren't interested in the drabbles, you can filter #drabbledays *All drabbles will be added to a separate masterlist once Drabbles Days are done
Thank you all for your support, patience, and understanding. Lots of love!
-Meg
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So good news and bad news. Bad news first: my nearly 10 year old laptop is on its last legs. She's struggling. And because I can't really write on it any longer, I have lost access to the unfinished fics I've started, at least temporarily. I may have to start them all over which means it'll take a little longer to get through requests.
Now, for the good news: to make up for the fact that fics are going to be late (and to celebrate this blog's 8 year anniversary), I will be starting Drabble Days this upcoming week. I can write drabbles on my phone in my spare time.
On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays for all of December and possibly even January, I will write drabbles for the requests you all send in! I will start this upcoming Tuesday(December 5th) but you can go ahead and start sending them in now! The requests can be for any character I currently write for OR for characters I used to write for that you all would like to read again.
*Same guidelines apply as with regular requests.
Winter/holiday themed requests are encouraged but not required and feel free to give me a challenge such as a word/phrase I HAVE to use or even a time limit.
*if you aren't interested in the drabbles, you can filter #drabbledays *All drabbles will be added to a separate masterlist once Drabbles Days are done
Thank you all for your support, patience, and understanding. Lots of love!
-Meg
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🎄 RICKMAS - a challenge for all creators who love Alan Rickman and any of his characters! 🎄
Now, you all know the drill! I will give one prompt for each day up until the 24th of December. Do with it what you wish — make it the theme of the fic/drawing/song/edit/etc., make it a feature or simply mention it in a corner. It’s all good no matter how you choose to create with these prompts!
All creative things are welcome, everyone is welcome to join in the fun and if you do one, eleven, or all prompts is completely up to you!
I’m hosting this lovely event to create more content, and to allow fans to connect and share some love, joy, warmth - all of it really. Let’s build our fandom universe and community further this December! 😍👏
This year’s tag is rickmas2023 — make sure to tag your work with it so we can all find your posts darlings and I’m hoping that even more creators and consumers join in the fun this year!
Let’s yet again spread some love among us for our dear Alan Rickman and the amazing characters he’s portrayed. On to the challenge list! 😍
*drum roll*
💚 RICKMAS 2023 💚
Chimney Soot
Restless Waiting
Snowballing
Sharing
Grave Of Snow
Out Of Care
Stormy Reunion
Rosemary For Holly
Missing Star
Snow Prints
Imperfect Holiday
Giver Of Gifts
Shimmering Icicles
A Light In The Night
Cards And Coals
Keep Warm
Bells Of Christmas
Blankets And Snuggles
Hope
Returning Home
Star Of Wishes
Lights And Strings
Under The Tree
Christmas Party
Good luck everyone and I hope December will be good for you!
💚 Lots of love, and jolly holiday wishes, Plex 💚
DON’T FORGET TO TAG WITH rickmas2023!
And reblog so more find their way to this event!
Masterlist page // Masterlist post // AO3 // LINK TREE
Creator taglist: @mamawolfsmith87 @snowblossomreads @eternal-silvertongued-prince @smilingformoney @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky
(Posted: 2023-11-14)
#signal boost#the only Rickman character i currently write for is Snape#but maybe you lovelies have some ideas
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A Riddle in Pastries
Based on this request: Could you do a s1 Edward x shy reader, where the reader is new assistant for Kristen and has a crush on Ed and secretly leaves small presents on his desk (like coffee or pastries).
Here you are, my lovely! *I do not own ANY Gotham characters. They belong to the writers/creators of the show as well as the creators of the comics.*
Warnings: Fluff-ish?? Brief mentions of workplace bullying. It's a little short
Pairings: Edward Nygma x reader
From the moment you'd met him, you had developed an unexpected crush on Edward Nygma. Your boss, Kristen, called him strange and creepy. But you didn't see it that way. Edward simply didn't understand social cues sometimes. It wasn't his fault. Despite that, the man was an absolute genius that no one else seemed to appreciate. Not the captain, not the detectives, not the other officers, and certainly not Kristen.
"I don't know what you see in him, Y/N," Kristen remarked one afternoon, "But maybe, if the two of you got together, I wouldn't have to be around him so much." You rolled your eyes at her as you went back to your work. You hated how Kristen had everything organized, but this was her space first and she was in charge so you muddled through. But her comment had sparked an idea in you. There was no way in hell you'd be able to tell Edward how you felt. You were far too shy. But maybe there was another way. One that spoke to Edward's more eccentric side.
*time skip Ed's POV*
Ed cocked his head to the side when he noticed the pastry on his desk that morning. He would have thought it was mistakenly left there if not for the note with his name neatly written on top. As far as he knew, no one in the precinct liked him or even tolerated him enough to leave him a gift. He was wary as he set down his belongings and sat in his chair. Ed debated opening the note for a moment since he was often the butt of office pranks but something told him this was different. So he donned a pair of gloves(can't be too careful) and opened the note.
Much to Ed's surprise, there was riddle written in green ink on the note. He read the card and a smile crept onto his face. Someone actually left him a riddle. It wasn't difficult for him to solve, but he was touched that someone had taken the time to do this for him. But who? His first thought, of course, was Ms. Kringle. But then he shook his head. She would never. Ed had no more time to ponder as he needed to get to work, but the question remained in his mind for the rest of the day. Who?
The rest of the week, Ed came in to find a pastry and a riddle. Every day, it brought a smile to Ed's face. And every day, he continued to wonder who it was. He was smart and had narrowed it down to a couple of people. One of the officers that liked to poke fun at him. Maybe it was an elaborate prank. Or you. You were shy and quiet, but always smiled at him when he came into the records room. You seemed nice. Or at least, you tolerated him.
Once that idea was planted in his mind, it wouldn't leave. Ed spent the weekend and much of the next Monday contemplating. He paid extra attention whenever you were in his line of sight. He often found your gaze straying to him, but you quickly looked away whenever you saw him looking. As the day went on, Ed was almost certain it was you leaving the riddles and pastries. The only way to know for sure though would be to catch you in the act.
The next day, Ed came into work extremely early so he could hopefully learn whether his hunch was right or not. He waited out of sight around the corner from his workspace. Sure enough, he managed to catch sight of you entering the room, pastry box and note in hand. Ed rounded the corner and stood in the doorway as you turned around.
You jumped and let out a little cry of surprise. "It was you," Ed stated. You looked like you might cry a little. "I'm sorry!" You moved to push passed Ed, but he gently touched your arm. "Why? Why would you do this for me? The food? The riddles? I figure out it was you leaving them, but I couldn't figure out why." You tilted your head in confusion.
"Really? Ed, you're a genius. If you think about it for a moment, I'm sure you can make the connection." Ed nodded as his brows furrowed over his glasses. "The only reasons I could think were that you were just like the rest of them. Making fun of me." You shook your head immediately and Ed continued, "The other is that you have…feelings for me." Ed felt his face heat up as you bit your lip and looked down at your shoes. "Is it weird? It's weird isn't it? I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, Ed. Really." Once more, you tried to leave.
"Please stop doing that," he said. You looked at him again. "Stop leaving before I get the chance to say anything." You sniffled a little bit. "I think I've embarrassed myself enough."
"Would you-that is-would you like to go out? With me? I could cook for us," was Ed's only reply. Your eyes widened. "Really?" He smiled as a little chuckle left him. "Yes." The frown on your lips turned up into a brilliant smile as you agreed.
(a/n: I hope this is what you were looking for! I am working on the second part of "Dating is Hard (When a Hitman Loves You)" as well!)
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I Can Still Sense Him
Based on this request: Hey, if requests are still open I was going to ask for a Supernatural request where the reader (fem) is Gabriel’s human mate. When he dies shes devastated and everyone says she’s delusional because she can still…sense him. But then he really is alive and decides he can’t take hiding anymore and just comes back out into the open To be with her
Here you are, lovely! As always, I do not own ANY SPN characters. They belong to the writers/creators of the show.
Warnings: Destined mates, angst(mentions of death), fluff, and it's a little short.
Pairings: Gabriel x fem!reader, The Winchesters.
Most people would hate someone that caused the "death" of a person they cared for multiple times. But when you officially met Gabriel, you didn't see the same Trickster that the Winchesters saw. You saw someone broken and lonely. Someone a lot like you. You also immediately saw that he was not a typical Trickster. You'd seen his wings. A sign of an angel's destined mate.
So of course, you'd pleaded with the Winchesters to let him go. They had trusted your judgment and did as you asked. After that, Gabriel made a habit of popping in to see you every now and again. You certainly didn't mind. Even if you hadn't known you were destined mates, the connection between you two was undeniable. You spent as much time as you could with him.
He made you laugh, no matter the situation, and after a while, you could not deny that you fell in love with him. You got butterflies whenever he turned those honey-colored eyes on you. Or when he smiled at you. You wanted to be with him as often as possible. But, before you could admit to the mischievous angel that you loved him, he was gone. Taken from you.
After the Winchesters and Castiel told you about Gabriel's death, you were devastated to say the least. You completely shut down. Hardly ate or slept, refused to hunt. You became a shell of yourself for what seemed like a long time. But just when you were at your lowest, you started to feel…something. You couldn't describe it, but it almost felt like Gabriel was still with you in some way. There were times you felt so at ease, like you could feel him hugging you close or hear him whispering in your ear. It brought you peace whenever you were alone.
When the Winchesters questioned why you suddenly started acting like yourself again, you couldn't really explain it. You knew they'd jump to the different, albeit possible, conclusion that you were being haunted by something else. Or they'd think you were crazy. But the two men were very persistent and didn't trust sudden changes in the people they cared about or hunted with. So you had to try and explain.
"I-I don't know how to explain it, guys. I just…started feeling better. Like Gabriel's still with me. Like he's here and helping me." As you suspected, the two exchanged a look like they didn't believe you.
"Gabriel's gone, Y/N," Sam said softly, earning an eye roll from you. "I know that, Sam! Can't you let me have just a little sense of peace for once?! I lost the love of my life, something I thought you of all people would understand!" You didn't wait for him to reply before you got up and stomped out of the room. Was it a low blow? Yes. But you felt Sam had it coming in that moment.
For weeks after that, you didn't speak to Sam at all and talked to Dean only when you had to. He had not said anything to you about your feelings, but you knew he thought you were insane as well. Even Cas thought there was something wrong with you. Still, you held onto that feeling, that sense, that Gabriel was somehow still with you. Even if it was only in spirit. Then, it happened.
You were in Vegas (go figure) with the boys on a hunt. The hunt lead you to a hotel room. Dean wanted to go crashing into the room like an 80s TV cop, but you rolled your eyes and knocked on the door. The door opened and you swore your heart stopped.
"Hey, Sweetcheeks. Miss me?"
"G-Gabriel?" you squeaked out as tears formed in your eyes and you lowered your weapon. He smiled at you. Turning to Dean beside you, you asked, "Am I dreaming? Am I dead?" Dean simply shook his head, unable to form words. You wasted no time in launching yourself into the archangel's arms. Gabriel let out a huff followed by a light laugh.
"I missed you too, Lollipop." You gripped onto the back of his shirt as he held you. "I knew I felt you." He laughed again. "Sorry I disappeared on you. I had to make dear Luci think I was gone. My…buddy Loki's been letting me hide out as him for a while, but I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to see you again," his whispered to you. "I'm just gonna…" Dean stated, trailing off before turning to leave you and Gabriel alone.
Gabriel lead you fully into the room and shut the door. "The guys thought I was crazy," you stated and Gabriel shook his head. "I wanted to make sure you knew I'd never leave you if I didn't have to." You gripped onto him again. Truthfully, you were terrified to let go. "It's alright," Gabriel whispered, "I'm sticking around for a while. I'm not leaving my mate alone again." And when his lips met yours for the first time in so long, you knew he was telling the truth.
(a/n: I hope you like it! Also, how do we feel about Gabriel calling the reader "Lollipop"? I thought it was a cute nickname, but if you hate it, I won't use it in future Gabriel fics.)
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