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Not Your Dean (Part 16)

Originally posted by justjensenanddean

Summary: One day Dean shows up and moves back into the bunker. The only problem is he’s a demon and he’s hiding something…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15

Pairing: Demon!Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,200ish

Warnings: language, implied smut

A/N: *shakes head at reader*…


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Our True Love - Bonus Chapter

A/N: Bonus chapter! Yay! From Bucky’s point of view. I wrote this just for fun. I do hope that you enjoy this! <3 I have decided to write the sequel to this story, so if you’d like for me to tag you in the future when I post the sequel, inbox me and let me know! Thank you so much and enjoy! (Sorry in advance for any grammatical errors in my stories!)

Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5| Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Sad, sweet, happy
Word count: 3,795
Summary: Reader and Bucky doesn’t get along well after his marriage to Rosaline. Will her friendship with Bucky last or will they crumble and fade?

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Watching her sleeping face always makes me feel so peaceful. Even though there’s sometimes a little bit of drool involved, but I couldn’t explain it. I suppose finally sharing the bed with her, holding her close and loving her more than just a friend offered the peace that I’ve spent looking for the past few years.

It’s hard to believe that she’s mine now. Even after all of the horrible things I put her through. How often do you find a woman who’s willing to sacrifice her needs just to keep the man she loves happy? All in the while continuing to stay sane and not try to ruin my own happiness.

Not just that. Knowing that I am about 104 years old, an ex-HYDRA assassin who has done terrible things in the past, with rugged and hobo-like features and done so many mistakes to her; she still accepts me.

This time, it is my turn to make her happy. To make up all of my past mistakes to her. To make up for all of the time lost due to my terrible memory.

I thought that having Steve, my only best friend, in my life was enough. But when I met her, I never would have thought that she would be an important role in keeping my sanity. Both Steve and Y/N are the very pillars of my life.

I love them both equally.

I brush my fingers over her face, tucking the loose strand of hair away. She moves a little to my touch. I rest my hand on her arm, brushing over it to wake her up.

“Y/N…” I call out softly while brushing my lips over her forehead.

Her arms snake around my waist, pulling herself closer into me. I watch her eyes flutter open. The beautiful eyes I’ve always loved staring into. Her smile was so sweet.

“Good morning, Sergeant.” Her gentle voice finally says. I’ve yet processed the fact that she is my very own wife. I smile in return.

“Slept well, darling?” I ask, keeping my arms wrapped tight around her.

She nods slowly while burying her face into my chest. A little gesture she does that always makes my heart race. It is adorable of her. I let out a small chuckle. I truly felt like myself as Bucky again with her. Not a confused soul with two different people within one body.

“Let’s get breakfast outside.” Her muffled voice says from the fabric of my shirt. I can feel the vibration of it against my ribcage. I kiss the top of her head.

“Sure, doll.” I say.

My hand snaking down her body to find that familiar hand of hers. The softness of her skin, the warmth of her palm and the loving touches of her fingertips always gives me even more peace at heart. I grip it tightly in mine. She returns the grip just as tightly, like we always do.

• • •

I sip on the coffee, watching her eating on a piece of bagel. She’s shining a lot more now that we are married. Her eyes sparkle like the stars and her happiness is quite vibrant. She looks so beautiful, even with the half bed hair. I let out a chuckle. Her eyes looking up at me.

“What is it?” She asks me with her mouth a little full. I smile.

“That’s cute, doll.” I say quietly, watching her. Her face flushes a little. That is such a cute trait of hers.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re just saying that.” She says back. I sense a little hint of tease in her voice. I raise an eyebrow.

“When do I ever just say things I don’t mean, Y/N?” I ask her back with a small laugh. I watch her think for a moment. Her face looks like she’s about to list out many different incidents.

“Do you want me to say all of them?” She says. I smile, reaching over for her hand, holding it tightly.

“I made mistakes in the past. But now that we started a new life together, I don’t plan on hiding anything anymore. All right?” That seems to make her feel relieved. She brushes her thumb over mine.

“All right, Bucky.”

“Y/N?” A man’s voice comes from next to us. I look up to see a man in a suit standing next to Y/N. I’ve seen him around at the Avengers headquarters before.

“Oh. Morning, Matt. Didn’t think I’d see you here!” She says a little cheerfully. Why does that tone of voice sting me so much just now?

I furrow my eyebrows, watching the man carefully. His pupils are a little dilated. Y/N’s personal space compromised to about 30%. A little hint of excitement from his body movement. He likes Y/N. But then, it might also be from the coffee.

“Grabbed a coffee. You know how we all need strength in the morning. You said it yourself coffee is a great fuel for humans. Are you on your way to work?” He asks cheerfully, not acknowledging me. Seems to be talkative. Yup, he likes her. That really burns my soul. I rap my metal fingers on the table a little loudly.

“No. I have two weeks off. I’m heading back to my hometown tonight with Bucky.” She says finally pointing at me. The man, Matt, looks at me. The little hint of fear in his eyes is satisfying.

“Oh, yeah. I’ve seen you around. The well-known best friend to Captain Steve Rogers, Mr. James ‘Bucky’ Barnes.” Matt says reaching over to shake my hand. I’m not about to shake hands with this guy. Not after the kind of look he gave to Y/N. He gets the idea and retrieves his hand back.

“So, uh, why are you guys going together? Is there some kind of mission there?” He asks, turning his attention back towards Y/N. My fingers rap a little faster.

“No, visiting my parents. Just going to spend a few nights there.” She answers simply. He’s moving closer into her. Y/N’s personal space compromised to about 50% now. 70% and you’re dead, Matt.

“Oh? Are you guys dating?” He says in a joking manner. But there’s hurt in his eyes, pain in his tone. That confirms it. He fancies her.

Y/N blushes and chuckles. Ach. Don’t do that when another guy is around. I don’t like it when other guys see you being so adorable, Y/N.

“I’m her husband.” I say quickly, still keeping my stare on him. Fear is growing in his eyes. He swallows before looking at her.

“Oh, I… I see. Congratulations, Y/N. I didn’t even know.” Matt says. I look over at Y/N, hoping she would see how much I want this guy to get lost. I’d like to have my private time with her while we can. When we start working again, I won’t have much time to see her.  

“It was a small ceremony. We kept it formal. Anyways, Matt. We need to go and visit someone right now. So, we’ll talk more when I get back?” Y/N says finally. Matt nods understandably. I never took off my glare from the guy.

“All right, you two. Have a safe journey.” He says, giving me a nod before making his way. My fingers continue to rap on the table.

“He seems to like you.” I say. I don’t know why, but that guy just makes me so uncomfortable. I know I’ve been like this before when she was Richard, but with her now as my own wife, why do I still get feelings like these? Y/N looks up at me before smiling. Her smile put out the fire of my anger a little.

“I know. He told me before and kept on trying to get me on a date. I refused, but after today, I doubt he’ll try to flirt with me anymore.” She says finishing her cup of tea. I sigh out, continuing to tap my fingers on the table. Her gentle hands brushes over my metal fingers. I look at her.

“Bucky. I’m your wife now. You don’t have to worry about any other guy trying to flirt with me, okay?” Her sweet voice makes the anger in my chest evaporate. But it’s not guys flirting with her that bothers me. I’m just afraid of losing her again, that is all. I run my thumb against hers.

“Okay, doll.” I say instead.

 • • •

My metal arm whirs a little as I hold up the heavy pole. Y/N’s dad is trying to fix the tangled up flag at the top. I watch him detangle the rope from the flag before giving me the thumbs up. I push the pole back up into the ground, making sure that it fits into the pieces on the ground. He walks over to screw the nuts and bolts back into the base.

“Thanks, James. It has been tangled for a couple of days. I wanted to call someone, but since you and Y/N were coming over, I figured I wait instead.” He says. I hear the familiar laughter coming in from the house. Y/N is sitting with her mother on the couch, watching TV together.

“Of course, sir. Anything to help out around while we stay here.” I say, watching him screw in the last nut. I let go of the pole. It looks good. He looks up at me while dusting his hands off.

“So, how is your head? Still having problems from before?” He asks, a little cautious in his tone. But his eyes are telling me that he is still a little sceptical about me being his son-in-law. I am technically older than the guy.

“No, sir. It has been doing well. The specialist I’ve been seeing helped me a lot.” I say. He nods.

“Good. Do you have to take any medications for it?” I can see he is a little cold from the autumn air. There’s something in his tone of voice that seems to make me feel a little uncomfortable.

“No, sir. When it comes to my mind, it’s different.” He looks inside the house.

“I see. All right then.” A few moments of silence. He looks at me.

“It is odd for me. My father fought in the war with you. Now you’re here, married to my daughter, I can’t get over that.” He says laughing a little. Don’t remind me. If I think about it, I’ll end up getting weirded out.

“What can I say, sir? Time may have made me old, but physically I’m still that 28 year old guy who fell off the train.” I say trying to ease up that tension. He looks at me a little horrified. Wrong thing to say apparently.

“Anyways, don’t think too much about it, sir. I’ll still respect you like my own father.” He is the father of the woman I love. Of course I will respect him like a father, despite being over 50 years older than him.

“Okay, well, I’ll try not to think about it then, ‘son’.” He forced out that word, I know. He pats my shoulder so casually before heading back inside the house.

I look up at the sky. It is getting dark.

Reality is, I am an old guy. Someone who was born before World War 2. I’m lucky to still have the physical appearance of a young man. If I had looked older, would Y/N have treated me any differently? If I had looked older, would I even be able to live this life that I have now? I had always wanted a family of mine. If I had aged physically, then I might have missed that chance completely.

When I have children of mine own, how am I going to explain it to them?

“I hope you’re okay with roasted chicken, mashed potato, baked vegetables and corn for dinner, Sergeant.” Y/N says before wrapping her arms around me. I look at her surprised. The expression of my face must’ve made her surprised too.

“Bucky, what’s wrong? Did my dad say something to you?” She asks. I smile, tucking her hair behind her ear. I leave a small kiss against her temple.

“No. Just thinking to myself. Let’s go in. It’s cold.” I say as I lead us back inside the house.

I don’t want to say it. If I do, I might lose her again. She might think about it and be weirded out. For now, I’d like to live in this happiness that I’ve been craving for years.

But it’s hard to do that when reality continues to bite me at the thought.

• • •

I wipe the last bit of stain from my metal arm. It looks shiny now. I needed to do something to distract myself from my own thoughts.

I’ve talked to Steve about this before. How we are so old and young at the same time. We joked about it, didn’t make a big deal out of it. But now that I have my own wife, I couldn’t find the humour in that fact anymore.  

Ever since that evening when I talked with Y/N’s dad, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I am old, that is true. And I can’t shake it off. I knew Y/N’s grandfather too at one point when we fought together. The photo albums had pictures of him and I knew him. I used to drink with him. It doesn’t feel normal.

I love Y/N with all of my heart. I do, but just the thought of how different we really are, it just makes me feel guilty. There are no more women of my era. All of them are gone. Only Steve and I are the ones from then. I had lost that chance of having my own family after working for HYDRA in all of that time.

Don’t I just deserve that chance like everyone else did? My chance at living life was taken away so forcefully when I was brainwashed. Did I completely lose that chance? Am I doing the wrong thing for marrying Y/N? Do I not deserve that chance anymore after all of that?

What about Steve? How did Sharon cope with it? Knowing that Steve is over a hundred years old and had feelings for her aunt? Does she not think about it? Does she accept it? I don’t know. I never thought about asking Steve. I wanted a family and nothing else. But now that I have one, it made me think about the cold bitter reality.

The swing moves as Y/N sits herself next to me. Concern in her eyes.

“Bucky. You’ve been too quiet lately. What’s going on?” She asks. I can feel my heart melt at her tone. She’s truly concerned about me. I shake my head. I still don’t want to. I can’t. If she thinks about it and rejects me, how am I going to live with that? I can’t. I need her in my life.

“No, I’ve just been thinking about the peace here. It feels nice.” I tell her instead.

True, I’ve been feeling so peaceful since I came here. We’re only staying for a couple of more days. Her gentle hands finding their way to mine. I pull my hands away rather too quickly. It felt so wrong suddenly. The surprised look on her face makes me feel even guiltier. I can see the pain in her eyes.

“Bucky… talk to me.” She pleads. I shake my head again before getting off the swing. I toss the cloth on the swing. She grabs onto my hand again, keeping me still. The gentle hands I loved holding and caressing felt so wrong in my own hands.

“Stop it! We promised no more secrets from each other, James!” She says angrily. I know that she is very serious if she calls me by that name. I look at her. I know she wants to know what I’m thinking, but how could I? How could I if I know that I can lose her at any moment?

I pull my hand away and let my hair cover my face. I can’t. I can’t bring myself to say it to her.

“Are you bothered by your age, Bucky?” She says to me. I stop in my tracks. Surprised that she can tell what I’m feeling. I look at her with widened eyes. Her expression softens.

“How did you know?” I ask, surprised. She approaches me, taking my hands in hers again. She looks down at them.

“When dad showed you pictures of grandpa, I knew.” She says quietly. I watch her, reading her expression. She pulls me back over to the bench swing. We sit down but I couldn’t look at her now. Embarrassed that she knows me so well.

“I know you knew the man. Grandpa used to talk about a sergeant he liked drinking with. He gave tips on how to attract ladies and what not. I know. I didn’t put two and two together until I saw your expression when you saw his pictures.” She explains. I lace my fingers together.

“Bucky, I know you feel out of place after that. But really, your story is different. You were forced to be an assassin for HYDRA. You didn’t get the chance to live life like grandpa did. But you shouldn’t think about the past. Right now you get to do whatever you want. The things you missed out, you can experience them right here right now.” Her words were reassuring me. But those aren’t really the things I was bothered by. I rest my forehead against my knuckles.

“And you?” I ask simply.

“What about me?”

“You’re not bothered that I’m as old as your grandpa?” I ask again. The silence is heavy between us. I’m just waiting for her to say the words. The words of rejection, pain and bitter reality.

“Well, I was.” That’s the first one. Now the second sentence may lead to what I’ve been fearing.

“Who wouldn’t? You’re an old man after all, Bucky. That’s the truth.” My heart breaks at the statement. It was the truth, but it hurt to hear from her. I look at her with the corner of my eyes. I can sense a bit of joke in her tone, but I was in the mood for none. She must’ve sensed it too.

“Bucky, listen to me.” She says while pulling my face up to look at hers. Her eyes were fierce and her face is serious.

“Yes, you are old. Yes, you came from an era where my grandpa did. But you never experienced life the way you should. Your past was taken away by force. But now that you are in control of your life again, don’t let the past take it away. This time you are in control of your own thoughts, feelings and mind. If you want a family? You got one. You got me. You want to make friends? You have Steve, Tony, Sam and others. You want to go out on an adventure? Pack up your bags and let’s get on a flight. We’ll go and have it. As long as you are still strong and healthy, you can do what you want. I fell in love with you because of who you are. Not because of what you were. I want to put an end to your suffering. I want to make you happy. Give you the life and love you deserve after decades of receiving neither. I love you, Bucky Barnes. With all of my heart. Don’t you ever forget that.”

What she said felt like a slap. She is right. I wanted a family. I wanted to live my life as the James Buchanan Barnes I was. Maybe I didn’t get to live it the way my old self would, but now that I get a chance at fresh new start as the person I am today, I shouldn’t waste it.

I press my lips against Y/N’s. I couldn’t keep myself away from her. This is why I love her. She reminds me that there is good in everything that happened. She reminds me that loneliness can fade away. She reminds me that I can control my own life now. I can sense a bit of shock in her body when I kissed her so suddenly. When she returns it, I wrap my arms around her so tightly.

My mind can be my very own enemy. Even after I gain control over it. I shouldn’t assume things until I hear her own voice say it. I need to remember that.

“I love you, Mrs. Barnes.” I whisper against her lips. Her cute chuckle feels so warm and sweet against my lips. I kiss her one more time before wrapping my arms around her. She’s right. I should live the life that I have now.

“We got some apple pie!” Her mom calls out from front door but stops cold when she saw us.

“Oh, I’m sorry if I interrupted something.” Y/N’s laughter brings back that life within my heart.

“No, mom. We’ll be right in.” She says. I bring her lips back against mine. I love her. I really do. She’s everything to me. I can feel the love she’s pouring right into my broken soul. Slowly fixing every wrongs within me.

“Come, let’s nourish that soul of yours with my mom’s homemade apple pie. It’s the best thing on the planet, trust me.” Her hand wraps around in mine, pulling me off the bench swing. She leads me into the house where that heavenly scent was coming from.

It was indeed the best pie I’ve ever tasted. But the best part was being surrounded by a family that I can call on my own. To see such a strong bond between Y/N and her parents makes me happy. There are no words to describe the love they share among one and another. A bond between parents and child I never truly get to experience.

In time, I will experience it. But as a father to my own child. I kept my eyes on Y/N. To think that in the future we are going to raise a child together brings me an unspoken joy. I’ve left a mark in history. But now, I want to leave a physical mark as James Buchanan Barnes in my own history.

I know that the bitter reality is there. That I am old and very late in building my own family. That I have a terrible past of crimes I never wished to commit. That I am not a perfect human being.

But I also know that I deserve a chance to enjoy life like anyone else would.

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A/N: All right! That’s the end of this series. <3 I will make a sequel of it, I promise. (Actually, I have planned it out already. I’m that excited to write about it) So, as mentioned before, if you’re interested to be tagged in the future sequel to this story, message me personally or comment on this post and let me know! Thank you so much for those who have been following my story throughout. I truly appreciate every single one of your supports. Thank you very much. 

Until the next story! Much love. <3 

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Safe And Sound 10/15

Title: Safe And Sound
Chapter: 10/15
Pairing: Eventual Michael/Reader
Rating: PG-13 for the series
Word Count: 6,678
Summary: Six months ago, your life was turned upside down when you won a recording contract on a singing contest reality show. It’s been a blur since then, and things were looking up for you, but people were starting to cross the line with you, putting your safety in danger. At the urging of your label, your manager found you a bodyguard that you could connect with, someone who would be a friend on the lonely nights of traveling. However, instead of getting the bodyguard that oozed masculinity, you got Michael.
A/N: Would you look at that, I’ve actually finished it! We’re winding down to the last chapters, and that means you’ll finally see the end. I have it queued up to post on Fridays, once a week until it’s done! 

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Daddy issues pt. 1

Part one: [X] Part two: [X] Part three: [X]

Genre: light smut / fluff 

Rating: PG-15

Pairing: au!chanbaek

Kinks/warnings: daddy!kink, bondage, dominant!submissive, swearing, dirty talk, age gap

Word count: 1607

Summary: Byun Baekhyun has some serious daddy issues. The only thing he wants is for his daddy to show him some love…

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The Way You Said I Love You (Alec Lightwood Imagine)

Fandom: Shadowhunters

Series: #15

Pairing: Alec x Reader

Request: Can you do an Alec X reader with number 2 from the I Love You list?

Summery:

The way you said I love you:
With a hoarse voice, under the blankets

Warnings: female!reader

Words: 1.207

A/N:

Hi!


So this is a short Imagine that has been requested. Enjoy! :)


Also sorry for any mistakes, English isn’t my first language lol. Fandoms I write about (x), my ask box (x), my collection of stories (x) and

Read it on ArchiveOfOurOwn (x)

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Somehow you had always thought that Alec was invulnerable. The tall and talented Shadowhunter might earn himself some scratches but a serious wound that could end his life? No, that simply wasn’t an option since your brother Jace was always by his side. Together they were immortal. Or so you had thought.

The minute Jace had came back from his mission alone, blood pooling at his feet you knew something was terribly wrong. Your brother could barely walk and as soon as you grabbed his arm his legs started to wobble, his heavy body crashing into you.  
‘’Jace!’’, you cried out as he struggled to stay conscious to report to you what had happened.
They go attacked by vampires and Alec had been kidnapped.
Your felt your heart drop at the news and seeing your brother in a sea of his own blood scared you.
Maryse and Robert Lightwood tried to find their son while Jace was healed by the silent brothers.
Your heart was torn, on one hand you wanted to stay with your brother and make sure he was alright but on the other hand every atom of your body dared you to find Alec yourself. It wasn’t just the fact that he was your brother’s parabatai, but you secretly loved him for years.  During the last few months a shift had happened between you and the dark haired Shadowhunter, suddenly Jace’s cute little sister had turned into something entirely else- something that Alec wanted. But you were both reluctant to deepen your relationship since Alec was afraid of his parabatais reaction. So you kept it innocent, the longing in your glances the only indicator what you both desired.

It felt like hours until Alec stumbled into the institute, held by his parents. If you dared to say, he looked even worse than Jace so in your hopelessness you called Magnus Bane, a powerful warlock who would surely ask for some kind of payment but you were willing to do everything to save Alec. You didn’t care about Isabelle watching you as you ran over to Alec to help support him and also seeking his touch, making sure he was still alive. Still with you.
‘’Alec!’’
His eyes fluttered close and as soon as you grabbed his arm he fainted.
For the warlock to heal him took hours, Alec drifting in and out of consciousness, his fever raising and the cries of pain made you shiver. By the time Magnus was done your brother had already sunken into a deep slumber his body healing fast. So you stayed with Alec , reassuring his parents and Isabelle that you would take care of him.
Sitting on the edge of his bed you carefully placed a cold cloth on his forehead trying to ignore the bandage wrapped around his shirtless torso.  You could have lost him. He had been so close to death, and the thought alone made you tear up. Just because you couldn’t act on your feelings didn’t mean that the pain was any less. Or the fear of losing him. You were his and nothing would change that.
So you let the tears fall while you took care of him all night, stroking his cheek and kissing his hair.
Alec stayed asleep for 3 days, you only left his side to check on your brother and to get something to eat here and there. But other than that you didn’t leave your spot on the mattress next to him, praying to a God you didn’t believe in that he would make it. But at some point you must have fallen asleep next to him.

‘’Y/N?’’, a hoarse voice whispered into your ear before you felt someone tugging hair out of your face. You grumbled, damning the person who tried to wake you but when you heard a low chuckle you were way too familiar with, your eyes shot open meeting the soft gaze of Alec.
You jerked up before you threw yourself at him, minding his injuries.
‘’By the angels, thank you.’’, you sobbed. Usually you would have been embarrassed but right now the relief of seeing Alec awake overwhelmed everything else.
You heard a soft shhh sound before you felt dry lips against your temple.
When you laid back a little to look at him you noticed that he was able to get into a sitting position and his skin color looked like usual.
‘’How are you feeling?’’, you asked moved scanning his face for any indicators of pain.
‘’Better than you look, Y/N.’’
Alec softly touched the dark bags under your eyes before rubbing away some tear streaks.
‘’I really don’t care how I look right now, Alec.’’
Magnus obviously had done great , you wouldn’t assume that the Shadowhunter next to you had been unconscious for days.
‘’But I do since you look like death.  You’re alright?’’
You rolled your eyes at his selflessness before you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in the crook.
‘’I am now.’’
You felt his arms closing around you and his nose in your hair.
‘’You almost died.’’, you whispered shivering at the thought. His embrace got tighter before he moved you both into a laying position and threw the blanked over you.
‘’But I haven’t.’’, he said seriously before you heard him sigh and felt yourself getting pulled into him.
‘’You were close, Alec. Really close. Magnus Bane healed you but you were still unconscious for three days.’’
The silence that followed felt heavy.
‘’Jace?’’, he breathed concerned remembering his parabatai.
‘’Probably going insane worrying about you. But otherwise he’s fine again.’’, you assured him before you took a deep breath to calm you down because you were still trembling.
‘’Hey c’mon it’s alright.’’, his voice was soothing as was his hand rubbing your back.
‘’Have you stayed with me the whole time?’’
‘’Hmm’’
He intertwined your fingers together.
‘’I thought you would die, Alec. I thought I had lost you.’’, you bit your lip at your confession holding back the tears.
The darkness under the covers kept you from seeing his face but you could tell how the took a deep breath before you felt him pressing a soft kiss on the tip of your nose.
‘’You will never lose me, darling.’’
You swallowed down your tears, both your voices hoarse with the former events and current emotions.
‘’I love you. And I’m sorry if that makes everything more complicated but I have loved you for so long that I need to tell you that at least once.  I couldn’t bear it if you died not knowing.  ‘’
Your voice firm, thick with emotions and damaged by the sleepless days.

You more felt than heard his gasp before he laughed quietly.
‘’Our whole lives are complicated but this? Us? This is easy.’’
Alec cradled your face in his hands, his breath against your lips.
‘’ I love you, Y/N Wayland. And if Jace wants to kick my ass for that I will gladly accept it.’’
The next thing you felt were his lips on yours and you could have sworn that nothing ever felt this right.

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anonymous asked:

can you post some baekyeol vampire fics? preferably chaptered one pls! you're awesome!

Sure anon! (:

Title: Honey Won’t You Let Me In 
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Vampire!AU. Sort of inspired by Let The Right One In.
Word count: Four parts

This fic was so cute & funny, and I loved the relationship between chanyeol and baekhyun! It may seem a bit weird at some parts, but apart from those bits it is overall a really sweet vampire!au. (:

Title: thank you for making me feel alive 
Pairing(s): Baekhyun/Chanyeol, ninja!Joonmyun/Sehun
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4K
Summary: Baekhyun has always believed that vampires were truly terrible creatures; and that opinion has not changed since the day his heart stopped beating and his body grew cold. (vampire!au)

Title: How to Become a Soulless Monster
Rating: PG-15
Pairings: Chanyeol/Baekhyun (EXO-K)
Summary: At night, in the shadows of the church, a vampire sat. (vampire!baekhyun)

The last two fics were really hot //nosebleeds and I also thing may have a huge thing for vampire baekhyun because damn.

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- Admin Kat xoxo

gypsophila

summary: jungkook used to have a favorite flower.

warnings: emetophobia, blood, character death, body horror??, fictional illness, self esteem issues/mention

rating: pg-15

pairing: jikook

word count: 1.685

a/n: hanahaki byeong trope. google it or read this if u don’t know wht it is. heavily inspired by @yoongzgf :)) <33333 alternate title: choking on love

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So a long story short, where I work decided to fuck me over- when rent was due. I am $260 short of rent. So the goal is to get to that in the next couple of days.


These will be done as quickly as possible. Return, depending on numbers, will be 1 week of there about.

So lets talk about what you get.

Sketch:
Whatever color lines you want. Whatever color background you want.
Single: $15
Pair: $20


Stand Alone:
Transparent background with two flourishes (i.e; flowers and a crown.) These are softly colored.
Single: $35
Pair: $55


Medallions:
Transparent background around medallion. Line art can be colored or black. Complex background inside medallion, with bust of character. URL or name can go on outside.
Single: $50
two matching medallions is $90.


NSFW:
Soft background, props, soft line art and uncensored. Small dialog may be added.
Single:  $40
Pair: $60


Character Design:
Want something designed for you? A monster? Animal based? Myth based? I can help you with that. You will get a sketch ref sheet with flat colors, and up to 5 free edits.
Starting at: 50+

Pixels:
Transparent background, small (200px x 300px or around that) people, animals, etc.
Single: $20
Pair: $30


Sketch Page:
Any color line art and background, minimum of 12 sketches.
Flat Rate: $90

Comic Pages:
These are very loose, can be discussed sorts of things. Includes detail, dialog, background, etc.
1 Page: $100 per page
3 Pages: $75 per page.
5 pages: $50 per page.


Waist heigh pin up:
Naked, may have one prop. Softly colored.
$25

For more examples, click here.
If interested, please note me with:
What kind of commission, single, pair or more, references, and any suggested clothes/poses, mood, etc.

Feel free to note me as well for questions.

Donations are also accepted at my paypal, kbingham1991@gmail.com

Thank you!

*For those that share between 6/5/15 and 6/8/15, you are entered in a free raffle for a single or pair sketch, you don’t have to be following me.

Daddy issues pt. 2

Part one: [X] Part two: [X] Part three: [X]

Genre: light smut / light angst / fluff

Rating: PG-15

Pairing: chanbaek!au

Kinks!warnings: daddy!kink, swearing, spanking, dominant!submissive, dirty talk, age gap

word count: 1911

summary: Byun Baekhyun has some serious daddy issues. The only thing he wants is for his daddy to show him some love…

A/N: this is an emotional mess…

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