Multifandom Imagines

You smile, tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear before walking into the diner. You got back a week early and wanted to surprise Billy. You went to his house and his father said he went out to the diner with some friends.

Heart pounding, you push the door open, familiar jingle sounding as the bell rings. “Y/N!” A brunette waitress waves at you and you smile, pulling her into a hug. “How was your trip?”

“Hey, Betty. It was amazing.” You reply. “And I’ll have to tell you all about it soon, but right now I’m on a mission to surprise my boyfriend. Have you seen Billy?”

“Hargrove?” she asks nervously, and you nod. “You guys are dating?” You nod again, and she looks back at you uneasily. “Oh no.”

“What’s wrong?” You frown. She attempts to step in front of you, but you frown. “Betty, just tell me.” She sighs, then points over to the corner of the diner. Your eyes follow her direction and land on Billy, where he’s sitting in a booth with a cute blonde girl, laughing. “Oh.”

“Y/N, I’m so sorry-” she starts, but I quickly cut her off.

“It’s fine.” You insist, blinking back tears. Billy’s eyes flit up and momentarily meet yours before going back to the girl. A second later his face becomes confused and he looks back up. Your cheeks flush and you brush your hair back, turning away. “I should go. Betty, call me when you get off and you can come over.”

“Y/N.” You feel Billy’s hand on your shoulder but don’t react. “Hey, I didn’t know you were back yet.”

Betty’s eyes linger on Billy before looking at me, concerned. “Are you sure you’re-”

“Great, I’ll see you later.” You walk out, slamming the door in Billy’s face behind you. You walk over to your car and shove your bag through the door.

“Y/N, hey, talk to me.” Billy pleads. “What’s wrong, why are you pretending I don’t exist?” He grabs you and forces you to face him. “Y/N, talk to me.” You shake his hands off and get into your without a word. “Please, no, Y/N wait!” You drive off, fighting back tears.

Stefan finally decides to break the silence and introduce me to the dark-haired girl who was moving her things into their house. “Eliza, this is Katherine Pierce, she will be staying with us for a while. Katherine, this is Elizabeth Blackthorn, our best friend and neighbor.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Katherine says, taking my hand. “I’ve only been here a short while, but the boys have told me so much about you. I feel as if I already know you. But may I say, they did no justice to how beautiful you really are.”

“You’re too kind.” I say, faking a smile. “The pleasure is all mine, Katherine, I have feeling we’re going to be great friends.” She smiles back, but I get a sinister vibe from her. 

She’s trouble, and the boys just invited her into their home. 

“Why don’t we go for a walk, get to know each other a bit?” She suggests, quirking an eyebrow. “You can tell me all about the trouble these boys got into before I came.”

We wave to the boys as start off down the path through the gardens. “So, What brings you to Mystic Falls?”

“Well, my family was a victim of the Campfires in Atlanta, and I lost both my parents.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that.” I reply. “Any siblings? Or aunts and uncles?”

“No, they were my only family.” She replies. “Mr. Salvatore was gracious enough to let me stay with him as long as I need to. Such a kind man, with such handsome sons.”

“Yes, the Salvatore’s are lovely, and very... trusting.” When Stefan is finally out of sight, I come to an abrupt halt. “Listen, Katherine, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but you stay away from those boys, got it?”

She smiles, then suddenly her face becomes distorted, veins darkening under her eyes, and teeth elongating into fangs. “I think you may have gotten the wrong impression of me, Eliza.” She hisses. “You don’t tell me what to do. I tell you what to do.” With inhuman speed, she pins me to a tree, her dark eyes boring into my light ones. “You’re going to forget this conversation ever happened. We spent the afternoon walking around telling funny stories about the boys. We’re now close friends, and you can’t remember why you were suspicious of me in the first place. Got it?”

I furrow my eyebrows at her, wondering what she’s doing. Does she think she can hypnotize me? I saw it done at a fair one time, but she doesn’t have any of the tools that man did. However, due to the fact that she just had fangs and almost knocked me unconscious, I decide the best course of action is to just play along with it. 

“Okay.” I reply. “Oh, I have another funny story, you’ll love this one.” Katherine relaxes, and we resume our stroll.

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You run into class, flustered, pulling your messy hair into a ponytail as you take your seat next to Hermione. Her and the boys are talking about something involving the Ministry, but when you sit they fall silent. You frown at them, brushing your hair back and straightening your tie. “What?”

They look at each other, barely containing a smile. “You’re missing a button.” Hermione says, gesturing to my shirt. You look down, and realize the button right at the center of your chest is missing, exposing a bright red bra.

“Oh my God.” You pull your sweater tightly around your body, butting it all the way up to your neck. “That’s so embarrassing.”

“Right, more or less embarrassing than the fact that it’s obvious you just had sex?” Ron teases, and your face heats, skin turning brighter color than the bra. 

“Come on, Y/N, we’re all friends here.” Harry nudges you. “Who was it?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” you mutter, avoiding eye contact.

“Oh, please.” Hermione rolls her eyes. “Your hair is messier that it is when you woke up, your shirt is buttoned wrong, you’re missing a button, your lipstick is virtually gone, and you’re almost late to class. Who were you with?”

You kick off your shoes, hike up your skirt, and run towards the lake. “What are you doing? Y/N!” Stiles calls. You look over your shoulder and laugh at the shocked expression on his face.

“Come on!” you urge him, waving your arm wildly. You shed your dress, and leap into the water in just your underwear and bra. You dive deep into the water, all the way down to the bottom, then push off and shoot to the surface. “Oh, Stiles, it’s so nice! You have to come in.”

He stares at you for a minute, then shakes his head with a smile. “You’re something else.” He takes off his shirt and pants, then dives in after you. You scream when you feel something grab your ankle, relaxing when Stiles comes to the surface with a smirk on his face. You splash him, which only causes him to smile more. “Come here.”

You swim over, and once you’re within reach, he grabs you, lifts you, and tosses you across the water. You break through the surface laughing, yelling “You’re dead!” before jumping on his shoulders and dunking him. You two play around, splashing and swimming until somehow you end up in each other’s arms, faces inches apart.

Stiles gently brushes hair out of your face, hand resting on your cheek, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. Before you can stop yourself, you lean forward and press your lips against his. He wraps one arm around your waist, holding you close, while the other cups your face.

“Ahh!” You hear a startled yell from the bathroom, and a smile spreads on your face. “Y/N, what the hell!” 

Dean runs into the kitchen, pants half pulled up, a mixture of anger and shock on his face. “What’s the matter baby?” You ask, taking a sip of tea. 

“Bang snaps under the toilet seat? Really?” He growls. “A man should be able to use the bathroom without thinking he’s getting shot at, okay? Is nothing sacred to you?”

“Nope.” You chirp, kissing his cheek as you walk past him to the door. “Happy April Fool’s Day!” You grab your coat and keys. “Bye Dean, love you, I’ll see you later.”

“Okay, yeah, you go to work. Have a fantastic day. Enjoy it. Because when you come home, there will be hell to pay!” Dean calls after you. “Revenge only ends one way... ugly!” 

***

You stand in front of the mirror, getting ready for a dinner party for work. “Dean, honey, make sure you leave enough time to shave, okay?” You call to your boyfriend, who is currently laying in bed, watching Scooby Doo. “I set out a shirt and tie for you to wear, please don’t spill anything on it.”

“No promises.” He gets to his feet and joins you in the bathroom. “Aw, baby, you look so beautiful.” He presses a kiss on your cheek, then bumps your arm as you apply eyeliner.

“Dean!” You exclaim, dropping your hands to your side. “That’s not funny, tonight is really important, okay?” you grab a wipe and manage to get the stray eyeliner off your cheek. “Save your pranking for another day.” 

“I’m sorry, you’re right.” Dean says. You resume doing your makeup, only for him to do the same thing again.

“Dean!” you protest. “Please, stop.” 

“Y/N!” Dean yells, grabbing his rifle and shooting the vampire you’re fighting with. He then rushes over and grabs your face, searching for any injuries. “Thank God you’re okay.”

“Dean, you have to stop doing this.” you say, pulling away from his grasp and crossing your arms. “I can take care of myself.”

“Yeah, I know you can.” he says. “I just don’t want anything bad happening to you, Y/N. I won’t let you get hurt. I can’t.”

“That’s ridiculous, Dean!” you yell. “I’ve trained for this my whole life! You don’t have to look out for me! It’s not your job to be my babysitter.”

“I don’t-”

“You’re treating me like a child, and I can’t stand it!” you groan. “I’m done with this. If you’re going to continue to act like this on every hunt, I’m leaving.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” he says, taking your hands. “I didn’t know it upset you this much. I never wanted to make you feel like this.”

“Apology accepted.” you reply, a smile tugging your lips. “Now let’s get out of here and grab some burgers and a shake.”

You hear the creak of the wooden door open, and your eyes fly open. Standing in the doorway is a surprised Stefan, and a dumbfounded Y/B/F. “I’m sorry, are we interrupting something?” Y/B/F asks, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow. 

“Oh, uh, well, um, we were- you- I di-” you stutter before Damon interrupts.

“Yes, as a matter of fact you are.” he responds boredly. “Now if you two don’t mind, Y/N and I would like to get dressed before we continue any further with this conversation.” Y/B/F gives you a questioning look, and you respond with a I’ll tell you later one. 

She and Stefan walk out, and you turn to Damon. “So, I guess we’re finally free.” you say, and he nods. “Listen I-”

“Y/N, we don’t have to take this any further if you don’t want to.” he says seriously. “If you want to pretend this never happened, and go back to hating each other, I respect that. It would break my heart a little, but I would understand.”

You look deep into his rich blue eyes. “Damon, why the hell would you think I would want to go back to how things were?” you ask, propping your head up on your elbow. “We’re doing this, and whatever happens, happens. Sound good?”

“Sounds great.” He hops off couch and your breath catches as you see his body again. He turns around and smirks at you, and you smile and get off the couch, pulling on your undergarments, and slipping your dress over your head. “I’m glad we got locked in this room together, Y/N.”

“Me too.” you reply, smiling. He places a kiss on your lips, and pulls away smiling. 

“How about we continue the party at my place?” he asks, and you nod.

(requested)

“Y/N?” You look up from your book. 

“Yes Loki?” you ask, looking at the man across the way from you. 

“I wish that I could show you that garden I was talking to you about.” he says wistfully. “You know, the one my mother brought me to for my 10th birthday.”

“You mean the one with all the butterflies?” you ask, and he nods. You get to your feet and close your eyes. When you reopen them, Loki is standing a few inches away from you, a look of shock on his face.

“Wh-” before he can finish the word, you grab his arm and transport to the garden. You let go, and look around in awe.

“You’re right.” you say, smiling and spinning around. “This is so beautiful.”

“Y/N, you could do that the entire time?” he asks.

“Well, obviously.” You laugh. “Where do you think all my books are coming from, the generosity of the guards?”

“But how?” 

 “Well, I was born with the powers.” you reply. “I mean, my parents were a little surprised, but it’s something I’ve always been able to do.”

“But the force field...?”

You laugh at the look on his face. “It only stops people from going through it, not transporting out of it.” 

Loki steps towards you, and cups your face in his hands. “You are the most extraordinary woman I’ve ever met.” He places a tender kiss on your lips, and you feel a warmth grow inside you. “Now come on, let me show you around.”

(requested)

“Excuse me, you’re not allowed to go back there.” the security guard calls, causing you, Sam, and Dean to all whip around. “If you want to get in to see the show, you’re going to need tickets.”

“I’d watch that attitude if I were you.” Dean says, crossing his arms. 

“And who the hell are you?” The boys look at each other, whip out their FBI badges, and hold them out, just inches away from the guy’s face. “What does the FBI want with Broadway?”

“I’s classified.” Sam replies, tucking his badge back into his jacket. “Now, please move to the side.” The guard nods, letting the three of you pass. 

After the door closes behind you guys, you let out a squeal. “I can’t believe we’re actually seeing Hamilton!” you exclaim. “You guys are the best!”

“We know.” Dean replies, smiling at your excitement. 

“Now come on, the show’s starting soon!” you grab their hands, and run onto the theater. “This is the best day of my life!”

***

You walk out of the theater, in sort of a daze. “So?” Sam asks, looking down at you with a grin. “Was it as you imagined?”

“It was everything I hoped for and more.” you reply, beaming at them. “I don’t understand how one show could be so amazing.”

“I have to admit, I was expecting it to be another weepy drama,” Dean says. “But it was actually pretty great.”

“I agree with Dean.” Sam nods. 

“C’mon Stiles!” you exclaim excitedly, dragging him towards the teacup ride, which has a surprisingly short line. You manage to get the last empty teacup before the ride starts, and turn to face him, beaming.

“Someone’s enjoying themselves.” he notes, returning the smile. 

“Of course I am!” you reply. “It’s my first time going to Disney in my entire live! This is a historic moment!” 

“I still can’t believe that.” he says, shaking his head. “How have you never been here?”

“My parents wanted to vacation to places outside the norm.” you sigh. “I mean, going to Costa Rica was amazing, don’t get me wrong, but Disney would’ve been nice at least once.”

“Well, at least I get to share this magical experience with you.” he says, kissing your cheek, and causing you laugh. Just then, the ride starts. You and Stiles spin the teacup as fast as you can, and he mouths I love you as you twirl around, head spinning but having the time of your lives.

Supernatural

I Ship You With- Sam Winchester

You two are the hands down the most adorable couple to walk this planet, and make everyone jealous. Sammy would love everything about you- from your glasses, to your height (or lack thereof), to your shyness around new people. When working on cases, you sometimes become a little nervous and trip over your words, but he always swoops in and saves the day. Then teases you endlessly about it, but it’s all out of love.

Your Best Friend- Charlie Bradbury

Charlie has been your best friend since childhood. She moves around a lot, yes, but she always made sure to keep in touch with you. The two of you do everything together; random dance parties with your favorite music, movie nights, Comic-Con. In fact, you were there when she got the tattoo of Princess Leia in a slave bikini straddling a 20-sided die.... she might have been misguided in letting you choose her tattoo, but Charlie got back (you had a semi-permanent tattoo of Trubbish in between your boobs for a few weeks... it was a long two weeks).

Avengers

I ship you with- Steve Rogers  

From the moment you laid eyes on each other, it was obvious there was a connection. Steve, being the old-fashioned gentleman he is, never fails to impress you- taking you on cute, romantic dates, bringing you flowers, giving you innocent compliments, sweet kisses on the cheek and forehead (since he’s quite tall), and just being an all around amazing guy. He adores you, and thinks it’s the cutest thing when you transform into a whole different person when you’re around friend. He also loves how you you sort of retreat into your room to cool down when you’re angry and read a book or listen to some jams instead of flipping out on everyone.

Your Best Friend-  

This badass babe has been your go-to since you met. Being the only girls on the Avengers gives you a special bond. Constantly having to deal with dad jokes, high testosterone levels, and alpha male brawls really brings you two closer. She really broke you out of your shell too. No longer do you have panic attacks when ordering your food, thanks to Natasha. You may not have time to do girly things, but kicking ass together is way better than all that stuff anyways.

I burst into the room. “Where is she?” I demand. Malia points over to the couch, as Lydia shushes me. I walk over and cover my mouth as a fond smile grows on my face. My little sister and Liam cuddled together on the couch is just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Theo found them.” Malia says.

“Hey, can you pass the notes for math?” you ask, holding your hand out. Stiles picks it up, but as he’s turning to pass it to you, Scott reaches his hand (who knows why) and Stiles tries to bite his finger. You feel yourself heat up, but quickly take a deep breath to calm down. “Guys, stop goofing off, this is really important!” 

“Sorry, Y/N, you’re right.” Scott says, taking the notes from Stiles and passing them to you. 

“Thank you.” you say, taking it and flipping through the packet before finding the right page, and comparing it to your answer. You hear a stifled laugh coming from across the table, and stop what you’re doing, breathing heavily. 

You slowly raise your head, and see Scott sitting there with two pencils in his mouth, pretending to be a walrus. You turn to Stiles and sees he has a pencil balanced on his lip like a mustache. “Evenin ma’am.” Stiles says, tipping his head, effectively causing the pencil to fall off. They both break into a fit of giggles, and you roll your eyes.

“Have fun failing your finals, guys, I’m going to study with Lydia.” You grab your stuff and get to your feet, avoiding looking at them. “She actually knows what she’s doing, and will get stuff done.”

I Ship You With- Killian Jones/Hook

You and Hook may seem like you have nothing in common at first, due to your shy appearance, but once they get to know you, they realize it’s a perfect match. You both keep each other in balance with your rivaling sarcastic and snarky attitudes. The two of you may not get along all the time, but you both love each other, and that’s what really matters at the end of the day.

Your Best Friend- Belle

The two of you are practically the same person, both having rather dorky personalities, and due to the fact you’re both obsessed with reading and books. You two always make each other laugh, and if one is sad, the other won’t rest until their friend is smiling and laughing again.

How You Met-

You had been walking around Storybrooke with your nose stuck in a book (as usual) but you were so absorbed in the story, that you completely forget to watch where you’re going, and crash right into someone. Mortified, you spend a good 5 minutes apologizing, but the man seems to be unbothered by it. He introduces himself as Killian Jones, and after talking for a little bit, he asks you out on a date.

Your First Date-

After spending the day preparing for the date with Belle, you go with Hook down to a fancy restaurant. You spend the entire night talking about everything; you had never been so open with someone you hardly knew, but he was so easy and comfortable to talk to, you couldn’t help but fall in love.

Cute Couple Things-