LollaMae

Today Spencer was coming back from his case and you were really happy to see him. His plane would arrive at 10 pm so you prepared your flat, creating a romantic atmosphere with candles and all, it was certainly very cliché but you wanted to make sure he would understand what you wanted to do tonight. After you tooke your shower and did your hygiene things, you put your undies and your prettiest dress with your high heels, ready to drive him crazy.  While you were finish to prepare yourself you heard your phone  rang, you saw Spencer's name on the screen so you jumped on it. Spencer : Hello ? You : Hey babe !! ( panting) Spencer : Are

I just got out of Drivers Ed, this came to my mind.  Spencer Reid is a sexy devil. [F/n] - first name, [L/n] - last name [E/c] - eye color, [H/c] - hair color, [H/l] - hair length [T/c] - type of car, [F/o] - fave outfit, [F/c] - fave color      “Happy three year anniversary, [F/n].” Spencer Reid smiled brightly, handing [F/n] a small [f/c] box.  [F/n] smiled back, taking the tiny box.      “Happy anniversary.” [F/n] giggled, giving him a medium length purple box.  The two of them were at a fancy Italian Restaurant for their anniversary.  Three years Spencer put up with [F/n] constantly stressed and snappy attitude

You excitedly spun around in front of the mirror in your brand new dress. You had gone shopping with a reluctant (bitchy) MJ today. She had gotten a nice, yellow dress that showed off her figure without being slutty. You had found a short, light pink dress with just a hint of cleavage. It was -according to MJ- high class escort. You couldn’t help yourself from trying it on again as soon as you got home, and you had to beg your mother to stop taking pictures. You sighed and knew that if you wore it any longer, no amount of perfume would disguise the shopping-induced body odor. You heard a knock at your door and you applauded your mother

You watched with a feeling of apprehension in your stomach as Hook's longboat made its way steadily across the waves. You lifted a hand to your brow and squinted your eyes in an attempt at catching one last glimpse of the Jolly Roger, but you couldn't see the ship anywhere. You could only make out the faint bobbing of the little longboat in the distance. It looked so helplessly insignificant out there all alone in the middle of the endless expanse of blue and blackening waves. Your entire encounter with Hook had left you unsettled. Aboard the Jolly Roger all you could think about was how to get back to Peter, but now you were troubled by the

Prologue   July 1st, 1976 Upstate New York Today was just a normal day for every other child. For Rhondella it was two things. 1) it was her seventh birthday, 2) Her Uncle Howard had promised her a very special type of birthday present. She had been very excited as the morning light peaked into her window. She had been awoken by the familiar, but not completely unwelcomed weight that was her younger cousin Anthony. The smell of blueberry waffles wafted through the air and she could hear Edwin humming one of his favorite classical tunes while he worked. “C’mon, C’mon Rhonda! Today’s the day! Dad’s taking us to h

Even though it was the middle of the night, the city was as bright as day thanks to all the lights. Loki still had his arms wrapped around my body, while I lied my right cheek against his chest and stared out at Manhattan. Neither of us spoke, the only sounds were those of the people and cars and me sniffling from time to time. Silent tears still ran down my cheeks and Loki’s shirt already had a wet stain on it. “I’m sorry ‘bout your shirt.” I tried to take a step back and distance myself from the god, but he immediately pulled me back against him. “Have I ever told you how I found out that I was adopt

Tony, Steve, Natasha and Loki were all sitting in the living room in Stark Tower, they were all watching a film apart from Loki who was reading a very large book on the causes of the First World War. Just as the credits started to roll signalling the end of the film there came a loud shriek from upstairs as you yelled, “TOOONYYY!” “What did you do this time?” Steve sighed, Tony smiled, “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said innocently. Nat rolled her eyes, “Did you look at her personal files?” She asked, “No, I can’t find anything on her for some reason,̶

Oh, the Winchester brothers had done it this time, they had royally pissed off Gabriel, the archangel, they were fighting like…well like how Michael and Lucifer would do on a daily basis back with Lucifer was still allowed in Heaven. Dean needed to learn that despite everything Sam was still his little brother and he should still needed to be taken care of, even if Sam was for the most part being an annoying brat. And if Gabriel couldn't teach his own brothers that, then he would teach the Winchester brothers a thing or two. Gabriel appeared silently in the motel room the boys were staying in looking at their sleeping forms with a smirk

Two For the Show A/N: So I just had this image of the reader sitting in her apartment depressed and the boys go visit her there rather than everyone being on Neverland. So this is an AU where Pan and Felix are like the bad kids in town but they're allowed in Storybrooke and Storybrooke is like in the beginning of season one, where everyone had normal lives. Except everyone will know they're fairytales. A sigh of relief fell from your lips as you slung your messenger bag over your shoulder, finally clocked out and done with work. You had busted your butt to get your work done, so Granny let you off early. You bid goodbye to your coworkers and

Heartbreak The next morning, you awoke exceptionally warm and comfortable. As your consciousness developed, your surroundings came into focus, and a blush crept across your cheeks. You were lying on your right side, and in front of you was a softly snoring Pan. His left arm acted as your like while his right arm rested on your waist, his hand splayed protectively on your back. Looking over your shoulder, you found yourself spooned by a sleeping Felix. He was using his right arm as a pillow while his left was around your waist, just above Pan's, holding your back to his chest. You took a deep breath, careful not to wake either of them, and tr