a gif like this has probably already been made but oh well!

Imagine you and Chris answering 73 questions from Vogue.

A/N: Oops, I kind of went a little off the rails with this piece. The word count’s like 2.7K? It’s super fluffy, but it’s also slightly more personalized because I was addressing @alxpxe interracial couple request, as well as @dxbrevgrey’s request. Hope y'all enjoy this! (P.S - Thanks for answering my “where are you from?” question! I really, really appreciate it.)

Chris looked up from his newspaper when he saw you enter the kitchen from the corner of his eye. You were too busy responding to the text from Joe Sabina- Vogue’s 73 Question interviewer- to notice your husband was smiling at you with great adoration. He’d noticed in the past few months that you’d been looking particularly beautiful, like there was a glow about you. He figured he was just being a biased, wide-eyed husband, but he was right- there was something different about you that you were yet to share with him.

“Don’t you look beautiful,” he teased and you turned to him.

“Thank you, baby,” you walked over to peck his cheek and his smile widened as he looped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Joe’s like five minutes away, that’s why I’m all dressed up.” You told him, draping your arm around his neck.

“Nope,” he shook his head and your eyes narrowed in confusion. “You always look beautiful, whether or not you dress up and make up.” He explained and you chuckled, kissing the top of his head. “So today’s the day, huh?” He asked as he released you to return to his eggs.

“Mm hm,” you pulled your arm off him to go make yourself a cup of green tea. “I know I was hesitant to do it at first, but now I’m actually excited. It really is an honor to be a part of the series,” you said and Chris nodded in agreement.

You had been asked a couple week ago to be a part of the prestigious 73 Questions interview; you didn’t really know if it was prestigious, all you knew was that many of those that had been a part of it were either talented friends of yours or people you admired greatly. Joe had called your publicist to set up the interview, and since then you’d emailed with him back and forth to plan the transcript as well as had a two hour lunch to finalize it. It took a while to refine what was going to be asked and answered, but you were finally ready to shoot the episode.

“It is, and I’m glad I managed to convince you to do it. Our fans would’ve killed you if you’d declined,” he joked. “There are a lot of people who want to hear you answer seventy-three personal questions as well as walk through our home.” He said then laughed when you did. “Anyway-” he shoveled the rest of his eggs into his mouth and murmured with it full, “do you want Dodger and I to make ourselves scarce?”

“Definitely not,” you quickly said because you’d something planned for the end of the interview that you needed Chris around for. “I think our fans would kill you if you and Dodger didn’t show face in the interview. You do realize that we have more fans as a couple than as individuals, right?” He laughed at that even though he knew it was true; when you got married, all your fans clumped into one large supportive group. “Joe and I worked you into the transcript anyway, so you’re not going anywhere,” you looped an arm around his neck and mumbled into his hair, “mister.”

“I’m happy to stay,” he tipped his head to kiss your jawline, “missus.” The doorbell rang and you pulled away from Chris as he said, “there’s Joe. And-” Dodger barreled in from the backyard and headed for the front door. “There’s Dodger,” he said and you both laughed. “Wait till I grab him to open the door, I don’t think we need another head to the nuts incident.”

“No we don’t,” you chuckled and started towards the front door with Chris following behind you. “They’ve already started filming, by the way. So as soon as we open the door, the interview’s in movement. You ready?” You asked, glancing over your shoulder at Chris; he nodded and grabbed Dodger’s collar while you opened the door for Joe.

“Good morning, guys.” Joe smiled behind his handheld camera.

“Hey Joe,” you and Chris both greeted him, smiling.

“Who do we have here?” Joe moved the camera to show Dodger. “This must be the famous Dodger, I’m very thankful you’re holding him back because I don’t think I can take a hit to the nuts so early in the morning.” You all laughed at that. “So shall we begin the interview?”

“Sure,” you both stepped to the side to welcome Joe inside. “If you don’t mind taking your shoes off, that’d be great.” You told him and he directed his camera at both yours and Chris’ socked feet. You’d already discussed it in the transcript, that your shoeless house would be one of his seventy-three questions.

“No problem,” he nodded and started to take off his shoes as he asked his first question. “You come from an Asian family and you’re a bit of a clean freak.” Chris snickered because a bit was an understatement; he couldn’t even sit on the bed without having a shower first. “So this is a habit for you.” You nodded, nudging Chris as you tried not to laugh. “Do you take off your shoes at every house you visit?”

“Most houses,” you nodded.

“All houses,” Chris interjected. “She does it at every house she visits, unless the floors seem dirty or the host insists she keeps them on.” You shot him a dirty look as you tried not to laugh; he’d successfully made you sound like a snob as well as offend the hosts of the houses you’d visited before without taking off yours shoes. “But she’s pretty cute about it, so it’s fine.”

Joe chuckled then used his camera to get a view of the front of your house. “I like the vibe the two of you’ve got going on here, it’s very zen and peaceful.” You looked over at Chris, smiling. “Did you do the interior yourself?” He asked, directing the camera back at you and Chris.

“Chris did,” you pointed at your husband. “We talked about redecorating after the honeymoon, but that was like- what?” You glanced at Chris, both of you chuckling. “Four years ago? We’ve been fairly preoccupied.” Chris nodded. “But honestly, our styles are fairly similar. I didn’t feel a dire need to change things up, I kind of just allowed my things to blend with his.”

“Do you think this is the house you’ll raise your kids in?”

“No,” you and Chris both said simultaneously. “Um-” You glanced at him and you both laughed. “Definitely not,” you continued. “We both love LA and it is where we have to be most of the time because of our jobs, but eventually we’d like to move back to Chris’ hometown.”

“Why not your hometown?”

“That’s a bit tricky considering I’m from two places,” you chuckled, referring to the two countries you called home; Singapore was where you were born, and Australia was where you were raised. “It’s just easier for us if we live in The States because of our jobs, and I’m so used to life here now that I can’t see myself going back to either places. We do go on holidays quite often, but that’s about it.”

“For the record,” Chris spoke up. “I love both countries my girl’s from. Their cultures are vastly different from each other, and mine, but I find it incredibly interesting. It’s always nice to immerse myself in her holidays, especially Chinese New Year. We’ve been back to Singapore a couple of times for it and it’s just awesome. There is so much food, like- ridiculous amounts. Imagine Thanksgiving, but more food and more than one day.”

“Chris has a lot of trouble when we go back for Chinese New Year, especially when we have a Marvel movie coming up because he wants to eat everything but he can’t.” Chris nodded with pursed lips and you laughed, looping your arm with his. “Shall we move on to the rest of the house?”

“Yes, please.”

Joe followed you and Chris as you led him through the rest of your house, answering quick fire questions that told the fans more about you, and Chris, and your life as a married couple. Dodger sprinted off the moment Chris released his collar, but not without getting a pat or two from Joe first. You toured the kitchen where Joe asked you and Chris questions twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, and twenty-three.

“Who does the cooking?”

“Both of us, but we usually take responsibility for a certain meal,” you answered. “Like Chris always does breakfasts because he’s an early riser. I’m more lunch and dinner, though we’re never really home during lunch time.”

“What’s your favorite cuisine?”

“Italian,” you answered then looked over at Chris.

“I just like yummy food,” he answered with a soft chuckle.

“Your family owned a restaurant when you were younger and you were in charge of desserts,” Joe stated and you nodded. “What’s your favorite dessert item to make?” He asked you then asked Chris, “and what’s your favorite dessert item to eat?”

“Anything with chocolate,” you said when Joe’s camera was on you.

“Favorite dessert item to eat, like- that Y/N makes?” Chris quizzed when Joe’s camera was on him; Joe nodded. “Oh wow, that’s a tough question. Honestly- before I met Y/N, I was not a dessert guy at all. I ate a lot of jellybeans and ice-cream, but that was about it. But God, she’s converted me. I can’t go a meal without dessert now,” he laughed and you smiled. “But my favorite thing? It’s probably her chocolate chip cookies, they just give me such a homey feeling.”

“Can I try one?” Joe asked, directing his camera at the cookie jar sitting on your kitchen bench top. You nodded and took one out of the jar and passed it to him. “Oh wow,” he said after taking a bite. “This is possibly the best chocolate chip cookie I’ve ever tasted, this is delicious.”

“Now you know why I have to work out all the time,” Chris joked.

With those questions answered, you all moved back into the living room. Joe questioned the both of you on the awards you’d received that were displayed on the fireplace mantel, as well as the photographs hanging on your walls. The photographs- the one of you and Chris on set meeting for the first time, and then one from your wedding- were the cues to move onto Joe’s questions onto your Marvel career as well as your relationship with Chris, which you’d thoroughly discussed with Chris before agreeing to answer.

“What is your most memorable moment on a Marvel set?”

“Meeting my husband,” you didn’t even have to think twice.

“And what is it like being married to Captain America?”

“Patriotic,” you joked. Beside you, Chris laughed softly with a shake of his head. “No, it’s wonderful. Chris is the perfect man,” you smiled as you slipped your hand into Chris’; he gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “And he’s also lot more than Captain America.”

“Did you know when you first met Chris that he was going to be the one you’d marry?”

“She definitely knew,” Chris answered before you could; his tone was smug and he had a smirk on his face that made you laugh. “But to be fair,” he chuckled, “I did tell her I was going to marry her numerous times.” You laughed harder, nodding in agreement. “I’m just lucky she didn’t run.”

“So it was love at first sight then?”

“For me it was,” Chris nodded, smiling at you.

“Me too,” you said after smiling at him. “I mean- what’s not to love?”

“Best memory as a couple?”

“Our first Christmas together,” you both said at the same time then chuckled when you caught each other’s gaze. “I was in London for a job and Chris was on break back in Boston, so we didn’t think we’d see each other. But um-” you smiled, “he left his family and flew out to London to surprise me and we had a great Christmas together. It was very sweet, I was in tears when I saw him at my hotel door.”

“Is that the nicest thing Chris has ever done for you?”

“It’s up there,” you nodded. “But the thing is, he’s such a sweet and romantic guy that I couldn’t possibly highlight one thing or event. He’s done a lot for me over the course of our relationship, all of it seems as nice as the one before. I can’t choose,” you shook your head, “no way.”

“And what’s the nicest thing Y/N has done for you?”

“I think marrying me?” Chris said then smiled when he heard you chuckle.

“If you were to pick an animal for your partner, what animal would it be?”

“Chris is most definitely a puppy,” you laughed. “He’s always up and at it, he’s always so bubbly and happy- he’s adorable and lovely and kind and just- a down to earth, good guy. He’s the human version of Dodger, it’s no wonder they found each other.”

“Aw,” Chris cooed, pulling his hand out of yours to wrap his arm around you. “Well, Y/N is a cat. Intelligent, sassy, independent, and also very mysterious. You think you’ve got her figured out, but you don’t and you won’t until you show that you’re invested in her. Once she knows you’re here to stay, she’ll cozy up to you and she’ll love you till the end of time.”

“And you said you’re not a cat person,” you teased him.

“I guess you’re my exception, aren’t you?” He winked and you chuckled.

Joe mouthed “seventy-three” and you knew it was his cue to wrap up the interview. You tapped Chris’ leg and you all got onto your feet, walking Joe towards the front door. “Well, it’s been lovely being in your house and talking to the both of you. I believe we’re up to the last question, so here it is.” Joe shared a knowing smile with you, whereas Chris was completely oblivious. “Is it a boy or a girl?” He quizzed and you bit back your smile, slipping your hand into Chris’.

“What do you mean?” Chris’ eyes narrowed in confusion, then he turned to you when Joe beckoned his head at you. You smiled and realization swept over Chris’ face. “Are we-” He cut himself off when he saw you nod, and his smile reached his eyes. “No!” He pulled his hand out of yours and covered his mouth. “We’re pregnant?!”

“I can’t answer that because that’d be seventy-four questions, so I’ll answer Joe’s.” You said and Chris’ eyes glistened with tears of joy as he waited to hear if he was going to be a dad to a handsome baby boy or a beautiful baby girl. “It’s a boy.”

“Yes!” He cheered and hugged you, lifting you off the ground. You laughed and wrapped your arms around him, smiling at Joe who was letting himself out after nodding at you gratefully. “I’m going to be a dad, I’m going to be a dad!”

“Yes you are,” you cupped Chris’ face in your hands when he put you down onto your feet and released you. “And you’re going to be the best dad in the whole wide world.” He smiled and cupped your face in his hands, pulling you towards him to press a kiss on your forehead.

“I was wrong, you know.”

“About what?” You quizzed, looking up to meet Chris’ gaze.

“About the nicest thing you’ve done for me,” he answered and you smiled because you knew what he was going to say next. “Because this is it. You’ve helped me check off everything on my life plan. I got to work with my celebrity crush, I got to marry the love of my life, and now I’m having a child with my soul mate. That’s it, I have everything and I don’t think I can ask for anything more.” Your heart swelled when you saw his blue eyes glistened. “Well-” he chuckled and leaned in, “maybe just a kiss?”

“You got it,” you smiled.

“I love you,” he breathed when his lips were inches from yours.

“I love you more,” you said then met his soft lips.

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“Family. Familia. Famille” - [Tom Hiddleston - One shot ].

Based on: Imagine: Tom being your ex, the one your family loved and welcomed when the two of you were together, and even wanted you to marry but things never worked between you. A couple of years later, he’s invited to a family event, which makes things super awkward for you because you’re still single but you don’t want him to know, and you’re well aware of how communicative and pushy your relatives can be, not to mention how much they will be praising him all evening long.

Written by: A.Wölf.

Notes: Family drama/fluff. 

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Mia rolled the end of her side braid around her bun and secured it with a bobby pin while staring at herself in the mirror.

The curtain next to her billowed open and the cool ocean breeze raced through her, reminding her to pay attention to the sound of the crashing waves outside her parents’ beach house; something she hadn’t indulged in, in a long time.

Her bedroom door opened and it took her visitor less than 5 steps to reach her and rest her chin on her shoulder while putting her hands on her arms.

“Isn’t it odd how even when we look the same, I’m still the prettier one?”

Mia rolled her eyes at her identical twin who stared back at her in the mirror.

“Fuck off”.

Ava laughed.

“You look nice. I wonder why”, she said and Mia caught an ironic note in her tone but brushed it off.

“It’s been a while since the whole family’s gathered”, Mia said with a shrug.

“Oh, I’m sure, Aunt Marie will appreciate your effort. Come on”, Ava chuckled.

“What?”

Ava frowned and studied her sister for a second.

“Oh!” she exclaimed raising an eyebrow, “You don’t know”.

“Ava”, Mia sighed, “You’ve been here for a minute and you’re already getting on my nerves. What is it?”

Ava stood up, walked towards the door and opened it before glancing back at her dumbfounded and two-minute younger twin.

“Mother invited Tom”.

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I Can’t Wait to Hear You Scream PT. 38

Summary: You and Dwight are ordered to go out and find Sherry, but you get more than you bargained for.

Includes: Smut. Daddy kink. Spanking. (NOT Dwight smut)

A/N: Look at me, uploading a chapter at a reasonable time! I hope y'all enjoy this trash 😙😙💕

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“A lie that is a half-truth is the darkest of all lies.” ~ Alfred Tennyworth

“Sometimes our balance has to be upset and our course reset in order to help us navigate to our final destination. This is my final destination and where I was meant to be.” ~ Ella Dominguez

“Oh, Sir, don’t you know that on the edge of fear is where trust grows?” ~ Ella Dominguez

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You and Dwight stood there in silence, looking at eachother, both of you trying to process what happens next. You placed your fingers at the bridge of your nose, pinching it, trying to bring yourself back to reality. You leaned back against the wall.

“We’re you serious, or just saying something to get off the hook?” You asked.

“Like I said, I have an idea.” He said, taking a step forward, “Meet me outback near the trucks in 20 minutes.”

You nodded and headed down the hallway with him before splitting up. You walked back into the yard, looking around for any sign of Negan, mainly to avoid him. You didn’t understand why he was putting half of the blame on you, and the more you thought about it, the angrier you became. You walked inside the cafeteria, still needing to check on your workers, you spotted David talking to Brian behind the counter. David turned his head seeing you walking over to them, you motioned for Brian to leave as he turned towards you.

“How’d it go?” David asked non-chalantly.

“Don’t fucking ask. I’ve gotta leave and help Dwight look for Sherry.” You sighed, glancing into the back of the kitchen, you were thankful to see Katherine and Ben doing their work. That was one less thing to worry about.

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be my love (baekhyun)
word count: 1330 w.
genre: fluff, unfair performance au
summary:  baekhyun creates havoc in the doctor’s lounge when he wore a stethoscope, scrubs, and a doctor’s coat.

A short beep sounded from your coat’s pocket. You scrabbled your pocket to get your phone. A message notification showed on the screen.

Watch Music Core today~ ^^

You rolled your eyes and went back to work.

“Please don’t leave. It’s boring in the hospital but it’s fun when you’re around, noona!” Jisung pleaded, his grip tightening around your wrist. You chuckled as you lowered down to his level.

“I’ll be doing my rounds later at six. Don’t worry, you’ll see me again.” You gave him a warm smile before ruffling his hair.

“You promise?” He asked. The sparkle in the boy’s eyes made you want to say ‘yes’ even if you’re probably a little busy come six in the evening.

“I promise.” Jisung wrapped his tiny arms around your neck. You were careful not to tangle the tube of his IV.

When you closed the door to his room, the head nurse popped her head from the common room. She waved her hand signaling you to come quickly. “You’re gonna miss their performance! Run!”

You walked briskly because running on the halls of the hospital would deem unprofessional as a medical resident. That would exclude those assigned at the emergency room, of course. When you arrived, your hair was disheveled, sticking out at different directions. All the nurses circled the flat screen TV. They flashed a smile of mischief when you sat on your desk.

“What’s all the fuss about?” You tried to catch your breath. You looked at the TV only to find Music Core on the channel.

Just when you were about to complain why they made you hurry, an unfamiliar tune started playing. Your eyes caught the song’s title named, “Unfair”.

“Where are the other four members?” One of the nurses questioned, her hands fanning her face when Jongin appeared on the screen. She turned to you, a playful smirk placed on her face. “Where’s Baekhyun?”

“B-Baekhyun who?” You averted your eyes on the ground.

The head nurse nudged your side. “Oh, you know. The Baekhyun who keeps on visiting you when he has the time away from his idol activities. The one who keeps joining you for coffee everyday with a mask on his face even if you didn’t ask.”

You felt heat creep to your cheeks at the thought of Baekhyun’s persistence on catching your heart.

“Speaking of Baekhyun,” the head nurse turned her head back to the TV the exact moment Baekhyun started singing his line.

If you already know, please stop playing around. I’m getting more and more lost in you.

You can’t believe Baekhyun sported the whole doctor attire for this stage. From the bluish purple scrubs to the stethoscope. On the side of that, his golden brown hair stuck out in different directions as well. You found it completely irresistible when Baekhyun looked up and patted his face with the stethoscope.

“OH MY GOD” The head nurse covered her mouth with her hands. Girly screams sounded all over the common room because Byun Baekhyun was in freaking scrubs and a doctor suit all because of you.

Am I being selfish? Your eyes, your nose, your lips, I want to be the only one that looks at you. Am I being too greedy?

You were pretty sure your heart was about to escape out of your chest. You placed a hand over your chest. You weren’t sure if the song was for you because you didn’t want to assume. Maybe it was just another EXO love song everyone seems to love.

“Is he confessing on live TV?!” Your attending physician, the one in charge of you, popped her head through the door.

You sighed, “You too, Dr. Kwon?”

“It’s seldom we get some medical romance here, alright? Let me have my fun.” She said before joining the rest of the nurses in watching EXO’s performance.

“The song couldn’t be about me, okay. I’m sure this is another song to have women like you swoon over them. It’s a media tactic.” You said, matter-of-factly.

Girl, girl, be my love. We drank coffee everyday.

“Are you sure it ain’t about you?” One of the nurses questioned, arms crossed over her chest. “I beg to differ.”

Girl, girl, be my love. We talked for a long time on the phone every night.

Your fellow resident clasped her hands together as if she connected two and two together. “So that’s why when I sleep at the doctor’s quarters at midnight, there’s always someone whispering and giggling on the top deck.”

“C'mon, you two are perfect for each other. The boy’s obviously head over heels for you. He’s been courting you for almost a year and you still won’t answer him.” Your attending physician said as she leaned back on the chair.

A series of ’yeah’ and ’why won’t you answer him’ filled the room. You honestly don’t know why as well. It’s just that balancing your profession and relationships were a difficult task to do. Plus, he’s an idol and you weren’t sure if it would work out. You explained these bothering thoughts to the rest of them for them to understand your part.

“I’m sure Baekhyun has a good explanation why they performed this today. I’ll call him later when he’s done with his schedule.” You said before grabbing your clipboard and poked a pen to your chest pocket.

“Or we could talk about it right now.”

When you turned around, you were taken aback when Baekhyun stood there right in the flesh. In his hand was a bouquet of carnations and blue roses. You couldn’t take your eyes off Baekhyun in scrubs. It looked absolutely perfect on him. If only he were a doctor, he’d share the same worries.

“I thought you were live? How did you get here so fast?”

Baekhyun replied. “It was pre-recorded, sweetheart.”

“Well,” the attending physician continued, “We should go back to work. Let’s go everyone. We need to, um, save lives. I’ll see you later!”

You chuckled when she pumped her fists and mouthed to Baekhyun, ‘Go get her!’

The moment you heard the door click, you initiated the conversation. “So what do you want to talk about, Baekhyun?”

“Us,” he responded. You shrugged, “What about it?”

“Look, I really really really like you. This is not an idol stunt I’m pulling. Think about it. Why am I spending my time with you in the hospital during my day offs when I could have used it to rest?”

You were caught speechless. It all made sense and you were scared to admit it. “Why do I check on you every other hour during your shifts? Why do I fetch you just to take you home safely at four in the morning?”

“I should say I love you but I guess that’s too fast for your liking. But, I really like you,” Baekhyun took a step closer. He set down the flowers on the table before rubbing your sides.

“And if that song that I wrote with Chanyeol and Dean didn’t prove enough then…”

You cupped your hands on his cheeks. Baekhyun pouted. You leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Byun Baekhyun. EXO’s lead vocalist and the most adorable puppy I’ve ever met. You have won a place in my heart. I like you, too.”

“And, no, it’s not too fast for my liking. I think it’s about damn time.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down until your lips are a few centimeters away from each other. You stared into his deep brown orbs swirling with adoration.

“I love you, Baekhyun.”

note: not really a valentines day gift for yall but it’s almost valentines so let’s just call it that lmao i’ll be writing for the rest of the members so stay tuned 💕 | masterlist

Angelic Halloween

gif is not mine

Title: Angelic Halloween

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word count: 1,290

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This is another fic I wrote a LONG time ago, probably one of the first ones I ever wrote. So I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much!!

It was a few hours before trick-or-treating began.  You took your costume out of the bag, laying it across the bed.  Sam and Dean were out on a hunt, just a simple salt and burn.  You were left at the bunker, but you weren’t upset about it.  For it was Halloween, and you had the perfect costume.  Sure, you were in a bunker and there was nowhere to really go trick-or-treating, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t have fun and dress up.

You planned on watching scary movies and eating candy all night.  You had picked out an angel costume because it wasn’t too revealing and you had always wanted to wear a pair of wings.  You slipped on the white silky dress that only went a little past your knees.  You were short so the costume was a little longer than it was meant to be.  You put on the wings and the halo, straightening it a bit.

You looked in the mirror that you had in your room, assessing how the costume looked.  You were happy with it.  As you folded your clothes you had worn earlier; the sound of wings fluttering was a pleasant surprise.  You turned around, wearing a proud grin as you put your hands on your hips.  “What do you think Cas,” you asked.

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FRENEMIES
                                       - Part II
Kai Parker x Reader

(Part I)
word count : 2 575
*not my gif
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Whatever Kai’s idea of fun was , it definitely wasn’t the same as Y/N’s. Not all the time at least. He was capable of being the most dangerous being one minute and the sweetest caring one the next. He’d stab her with a knife just to see how long it would take for the Prison World to heal her , or tie her up and practice his magic on her before making her dinner and telling her jokes to make her laugh.
Y/N’s first week with Kai had been rough. As much as she hated everything he was doing to her , a twisted part of her was actually starting to like him … up until the point he killed her again , when she hated him all over again.

* * *

“Wakey wakey.” Kai’s voice woke her up.
She opened her eyes , turning towards him. Kai was laying on the bed next to her , his hands behind his head and his gaze fixed on her.
“Kai !” she pulled away startled. “I thought we talked about this…”
A few times the past few weeks he had sneaked into bed with her instead of going to sleep on the couch as they had discussed. They’d take turns each night but somehow he always ended up wherever she was sleeping. Sometimes she’d go to sleep on the couch and wake up in his bed with him starring at her. It was making her nervous because clearly he didn’t get the whole ‘boundaries’ thing…
“Yeah , we did but I don’t care much what you have to say and I was bored.” he said grinning. “Awh don’t look at me with those big eyes. I made you breakfast , you are going to love it ! Come on.”
Y/N sighed. There was no way to reason with him , if this kept on happening she’d rather spend eternity alone.


Later that day Kai left her alone for a few minutes and she used her chance to sneak out of the apartment and run out of the building.
When Kai came back to the living room and didn’t see her around something inside him broke. Using his vampire hearing he heard her running outside.
“Damn it.” he muttered and chased after her , catching up with Y/N in the town square. He raised his hand and she ran into an invisible wall knocking her a few steps backwards. “Life is so much easier with magic.” he laughed.
“What the hell ?” she asked , her hands hitting the boundary over and over. She hated it when he used his magic to do things like this , knowing there is nothing for her to do. Its like he was doing it on purpose.
He vamp sped towards her pinning her on the ground.
“Come on , sweetheart. You didn’t really think I’d let you go , did you ?” he said gripping her hand tightly , pulling her up.
He didn’t sound angry , he sounded hurt which completely took her off balance. She turned towards him , wanting to see his eyes but he wouldn’t look at her just kept pulling her with him towards his place.
“Kai … Let go of me.” she said out of breath. “You are hurting me.”
He didn’t seem to hear her at first , but then loosened the grip a little and she ran again , a moment later the world turned black.
“That’s about enough of this..” Kai said annoyed , flicking his wrist magically snapping her neck. He vamp-ran towards Y/N , catching her body before she fell on the ground , lifting her up and pulling her closer to his chest. “I hate how you make me do this to you again and again…” he sighed. “Oh well … maybe one more time won’t hurt.”

Kai carried her to his bedroom and let her down on his bed , stroking her cheek. “What am I going to do with you ?” he whispered.
He had been so terrified she’d leave pretty much since they had met and his worst fears had been confirmed more than once already. Y/N was the closest thing he had to a friend and he just couldn’t bring himself to let her go , the thought of her being gone hurt him for some reason.

* * *

Y/N woke up from a sharp pain in her leg. She tried to move but couldn’t. Kai was using his magic to keep her pinned down. Her vision was blury as she opened her eyes and then another loud crack came followed by a really sharp pain in her other leg , sharper than before.
“W-what are you doing?” she asked accusingly trying to focus her eyes on him.
“Oh , don’t look at me like that sweetheart.” he said faking a pouty face. “You must’ve known this would happen. I told you not to run…or did you think there wouldn’t be consequences?” he said suddenly serious.
“Why are you doing this?” she hissed at him. Of course he’d do something like this…
“I told you sweetheart. You shouldn’t have ran…” he paused for a moment , slightly tilting his head. “Maybe if I break another bone , you’ll learn your lesson.”
“No , Kai , don’t ..” she said screaming out in pain again as another bone broke with a loud crack. Kai looked at her slightly amused , watching her squirm in pain for a few more minutes before healing her broken bones.
“I am getting better at this.” he said proudly. He lifted her body up and pulled her into a hug gently rubbing her back as she started sobbing. “Awh , don’t cry. I can do a lot of things but I don’t know how to make you stop crying.”
Kai felt something in him shift again listening to her sobs. He had hurt her multiple times the past few days including less than 5 minutes ago , yet she held on to him as if her life depended on it. Y/N tried to run away from him, it wasn’t as if she had given up yet , but something always pulled her back towards him.
“Stop doing things like these to me , maybe I will.” she said snuggling closer to him.
It was absolutely insane … he kept hurting her and kept comforting her after and she was letting him do both.
Earlier that day when Y/N had run off , he had felt as if air was being pulled out of his lungs. He didn’t want to spend eternity alone , that’s why he had chanced her , it’s why he had hurt her but now a part of him was starting to wonder maybe this was only pushing her away and at some point he’d actually end up losing her. Y/N looked so fragile in his hands and suddenly he found himself wanting to protect her , except he’d have to protect her from himself.

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The next two weeks were strangely calm. Kai acted super nice to her , refused to feed on her and payed so much attention to her , she was starting to get scared , more scared than when he was torturing her. This has been the longest he’s gone without hurting her. Sometimes she’d catch him looking at her with those beautiful blue eyes , he’d smirk at her and then look away or he’d just look away. Ka was acting weird and a few times she tried to ask him what was wrong , but he’d just say ‘nothing’ and change the subject.

Kai was sitting on the couch watching some movie on the DVD. His eyes had started to turn black the past few days and Y/N was starting to get worried. She finished her lunch (which Kai had made her) and sat for a while looking at him.
“Stop starring at me. Its annoying.” he snapped. Y/N sighed , last thing she needed was Kai getting annoyed at her , things never turned out well for her when that happened. The past few days Kai had shown her a side of him probably no one else had seen before and she kind of started to like him and ‘get ideas’. She turned her gaze away towards the window , it was annoyingly sunny as every other day. Part of her missed the rain , the snow … but in the Prison World the weather never changed. Y/N glanced at Kai who was now starring at her , watching her every move. She got up and walked towards him , sitting on his lap her legs on each side of him.
“What are you doing ?” he asked trying to push her off.
“You are hungry , Kai. I’m not stupid.” she removed her hair from her neck , pushing it away exposing her neck. Y/N could see his eyes flicker with hunger and the purple black veins under his eyes started to show , but a moment later they disappeared. Kai’s hands were on either side of her waist , unsure if he should push her away or not.
“I don’t … I don’t want to hurt you , Y/N.” he said , surprising her with his answer. Y/N hadn’t seen this coming , considering how much he seemed to enjoy hurting her the past few weeks. She slided her hand in his pocket and took out his pocket knife , opening it and making a small cut on her neck.
Kai could smell her blood before a single drop had shown on the surface. She watched as the purple / black veins under his eyes showed up again , his fangs coming out too.
“It’s OK Malachai. I want to.” Y/N said reassuringly. Kai glanced at her and she nodded. “Go for it.”
Kai sank his teeth into her neck , his hands pulling her closer to him as she threw her head back a bit , wincing at the pain. In all his times feeding on her , he had gotten better at it and now there was very little blood dripping down her neck. As he kept feeding his hands tugged at her shirt a bit , his fingers touching her skin , the cold of his rings sending shivers through her body. A few minutes later he pulled out , Y/N’s head feeling dizzy from the bloodloss. He wiped a few blood drops from her neckwound and pressed his hand against it muttering a spell. She felt warmth spread through her where Kai was touching her bare skin as the wound healed. Kai’s eyes were locked on hers , the beautiful blue / gray shade had returned and his eyes were glowing.
“See , that wasn’t so bad. Didn’t hurt as much …” she smiled at him , starting to get up but he wouldn’t let her. “Kai wha-”
Kai’s bloody lips smashed against her , his tongue going deep inside her mouth. The kiss was demanding , Y/N tried to pull away confused by what was happening , he didn’t let her. His hands on her waist were pulling her closer to him , making her grind against him and a moment later she let go. His touch felt like fire and she wanted more. His lips moved towards her neck , a low growl escaping from his throat.
“No … we can’t … we can’t do this.” Y/N said , pulling away and tossing herself on the couch next to him completely out of breath. She couldn’t wrap her mind around what had just happened. Kai leaned in , pressing her body onto the couch as his lips founding hers again. His eyes were black again , this time from a different kind of hunger. Kai slided his hand under her shirt pulling it up a little.
Y/N wasn’t sure what was happening in that moment , all she knew was his touch felt so good and she didn’t want to fight it.
“Sweet innocent Y/N…” Kai whispered to her , brushing her cheek , her eyes following his touch. He lifted her chin gently his eyes piercing into hers for a long moment before pulling away from her. Y/N’s heart was beating so fast and her breathing uneven , she got up quickly and ran into the bathroom , locking the door a resting her back against it sliding down towards the floor.

A few minutes passed in complete silence and then he knocked on the door , trying to open it.
“Y/N? I’m … I’m sorry , I don’t know what …” he started to say but didn’t seem able to finish his sentence.
Wow , Kai speechless ? That’s new. she thought. Usually he never shuts up and always had something to say.
Please open the door.”
Y/N hated how he made her feel , she hated him and liked him at the same time and what had happened earlier had her emotions completely mixed up. She could hear him sit by the door , waiting for her to come out which eventually she will have to. Part of her was wondering why he hadn’t knocked down the door yet…
About half an hour later she opened the door and found him sitting by the door just as she had expected. He got up in a flash , standing a few steps away from her. They locked eyes and for a moment none of them said a word.
“I’m not … I’m not going to do that again .. unless you want me to. I didn’t want to scare you or anything.” he said. Kai sounded so honest and Y/N couldn’t help but believe him.
Thing is , she hadn’t felt scared or anything like it. She felt confused and his answer , the way he was looking at her in that moment only added to her confusion.
“Why?” she asked simply. “Why would you … kiss me ? You don’t even like me. The only reason I’m here is because you don’t want to be alone.”
A look of hurt passed through Kai’s face , he reached for her hand and she took a step back. He sighed and looked at the ground.
“I … It will sound weird but , I care about you. I don’t know or understand why - you are so annoying …” he laughed nervously.
“You care about me?” Y/N asked thinking she had heard him wrong. Then she remembered how nice he has had been the past two weeks and before how even after he hurt her , he always found a way to comfort her. Maybe he was telling the truth.
“Yes. It’s annoying , all those feelings and everything.” he said. “And you are right. I don’t want to be alone. I’ve spent most of my life in isolation , Y/N. I don’t want to spend eternity by myself.” he reached for her hand again and this time she didn’t pull away. “You are the closest thing I’ve had to a friend … I don’t .. I don’t want to lose you.”
Y/N couldn’t take her eyes off him. What had happened to Kai ? He sounded and looked so different.
“You are not going to spend eternity alone , Malachai.” she said with a small smile. “Can we go out on a walk ? It’s stuffy in here …”
Kai smiled nervously. “Um yeah .. sure , whatever you want.” he said letting go of her hand , waiting for her to go.
She took a few steps towards the door , her hand holding onto the door knob for a moment before twisting it. Just as she was about to step outside , she turned towards him locking eyes with his , her breath getting caught in her throat.
“Catch me.” she said smiling and winking at him before running off down the stairs.
Kai laughed.
“Oh I will …” he said chasing after her a moment later.


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MASTERLIST March / April 2017


MASTERLIST MAY 2017

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Imagine road trips with Chris.

A/N: Part 3 is hereeeeeeeee. :D Read Part 1/Part 2 here. I’m tagging @ateliefloresdaprimavera @widowsfics @xoxomioxoxo @imaginesofdreams @m-a-t-91 @katiew1973 @winter-tospring@mrs-captain-evans (I know you didn’t ask me for a tag but you caught my attention with your constant support. ❤️️) Tags are still open so inbox me if you want to be tagged.

You stared at your MacBook, at the open Pages document with your latest screenplay that was- in your standards- far from done, and watched the line blink. You reread the final scene for what felt like the hundredth time and still felt like something was missing. You were working on a romantic drama; a genre you would’ve written with ease three years ago, but not now. Let’s just say that since Chris became a part of your life, there has been a lack of dramatic experiences.

There was no such thing as perfect but Chris came pretty close to it; he was sweet and kind and compassionate and loyal. He loved you with everything he had and he always made sure you left him after each encounter with a smile on your face. You were living a fairytale so how were you meant to write a tragedy?

“What’s wrong?” Chris reached for your hand and pulled it to his lips. “You look stressed.” He mumbled against your skin then pressed a tender kiss to the back of your hand. “Well- more stressed than usual.”

“That’s ‘cause I am more stressed than usual.” You answered, taking your hand back from him. “I’ve been working on this script for- God knows how long and it’s still so-” you groaned exasperatedly, “unfinished. Alex will probably give me an extension but- it doesn’t matter because I don’t know how to write it.”

“I think you do know how to write it and you’re just overthinking again.” He said as you turned off your MacBook and put it in the backseat. “Baby,” he chuckled softly and entwined his fingers with yours when you reach for his hand, “you’re a really good writer. I know because I’ve read all your work, whether it’s your personal writing or stuff for work- it’s all good.”

“Your judgement is askew,” you chuckled softly.

“Because I’m your boyfriend?” He quizzed rhetorically. “How dare you?” He scoffed, feigning offense. “I don’t mix work with pleasure.” You rolled your eyes because that was how the two of you got together. “As an actor and a man who’s dabble with directing- I think I know good writing when I see it, and your writing is amazing.”

“Really?” You countered, trying not to laugh. “And how is my cooking?” You asked and answered for him. “Amazing, right? And my makeup skills? Amazing, also.” You answered before he could and he chuckled softly; you had a point. “And my photography skills? I believe you said that-”

“I’m sorry you’re perfect and amazing at everything.” He cut you off, trying not to smile. “God, it’s not my fault your parents made you so freaking flawless.” You rolled your eyes but couldn’t contain your smile. “Sorry, you are flawed. You are a chronic over-thinker and a perfectionist, and not in a good way.”

“Yeah? Well- you’re too perfect and the reason I can’t get this script done.” He raised an eyebrow. “It’s a romantic drama and you don’t cause me enough heartache and angst to give me the experience I need to write it,” you told him and he laughed. “Honestly,” you bit back your smile as you pretended to scold him, “can’t you just be a douchebag for a second of your life?”

“You’re an idiot,” he shook his head, laughing.

“It takes one to know one.” You shot him a wink and kicked your feet up on the dash. “Speaking of, why’d you shave?” You raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged, rubbing his jaw with his hand. “I can’t believe you had time to, you basically dragged me out the door in my pajamas.”

“Don’t be dramatic,” he rolled his eyes. “You’re not in pajamas, are you.”

“Yeah, because I fought you to go get change first.” You grabbed the iPod and pulled up the playlist, narrowing your eyes at the unfamiliarity. “Kanye West, seriously?” You scrunched your face in annoyance and he laughed. “As a fan of Taylor Swift, I am not happy to see his music on here. Christopher Robert Evans,” you chuckled as you teased him, “I guess you’re not as perfect as I thought.”

“Sorry to burst your bubble, but it’s not mine.”

“So Captain America steals,” you smirked, “who would’ve thought?”

“Captain America has done worst than steal an iPod, and we’re borrowing.” He pulled his hand out of yours and tapped your knees. “Take your feet off the dash, Missy. Your feet are perfect but I don’t need your footprints on my dash to remind me.”

“Why are guys so protective over their cars?” You quizzed as you did what you were told, plugging out the iPod to plug in your iPhone so you could play music you actually wanted to listen to and could actually sing along to.

“We’re protect what we love, it’s an instinct.” He answered then glanced at you, smiling. “We’re protective over our girls too,” he told you. You chuckled softly as the memory of him causing a scene at the bar came back; another patron tried to hit on you- in a less than polite way- while you were getting a drink, and Chris- well, he was not happy. “But you already know that.”

“Yes, and I love protective Chris.” You leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I also love caring Chris, he always takes care of me after I decide to go out and get wasted.” You said and he chuckled. “And reassuring Chris, he can always make me feel better about the things I feel worst about. I just- I love you,” you smiled at him.

“I love you too,” he smiled back.

“I’m actually really glad to be getting out of town,” you admitted and went back to fiddling with your music. You pulled up your 'Favorites’ playlist and put it on shuffle, the song that came up- 'I Do’ by Colbie Caillat- brought a smile on Chris’ face because it reminded him of his upcoming proposal. “I could use the distraction, it’s not like I’m going to do anything productive at home.”

“True,” he agreed with a nod. “Stress you would probably just pace the hallways while eating Fruit Loops straight from the box, or Gummi Bears. It’s quite disconcerting,” he glanced at you and chuckled when you rolled your eyes. “But you’re cute, so- I don’t mind.”

You tapped your finger on your lap to the beat of the song and smiled at how sweet the song was; it was an oldie but definitely a goodie. It was the perfect song to listen to, really, considering how many of your friends were about to do what the song said at their upcoming weddings. You loved weddings and you couldn’t wait till you finally had your own with Chris. It wasn’t a subject the two of you had to verbally discuss, the longing looks and knowing smiles were always enough. Both your parents and his had been begging the two of you to tie the knot for years now, but with his schedule and yours- the timing hasn’t always been what you needed it to be. It was fine, you weren’t in a rush; you loved him and he loved you, that was more than enough for now.

“I can’t wait for Carly and Ben’s wedding,” Chris said and drew you out of your thoughts. “I think it’s going to be lovely, even though it’s happening a week before Christmas. It’s strange, really. But- hey, each to their own.”

“I think a December wedding is nice, but- you’re probably right about having it clash with the holidays,” you agreed and he nodded with pursed lips. “Personally, I’d have a wedding in September. I always think a Fall wedding would be beautiful, don’t you?”

“Oh yes,” he smiled, “September sounds like a perfect time to have a wedding. We should probably put that in the books,” he told you and you narrowed your eyes with a confused smile on your face. “You know,” he glanced at you then turned back to the road to hide his excited smile, “for our future reference.”

“I’m not putting anything in the books until I see a ring on my finger,” you joked.

He reached for your left hand and drew it to his lips, pressing a kiss on your ring finger.

“Duly noted.”

Maid - Joker x Reader imagine part 3

a/n: hiii here it is, its like a lil bit fluffy, they basically only talk and such so yeah :) hope you like it

characters: joker, reader

warnings: mention of & nudity, lil bit swearing, daddy kink, kisiing, implied smut

*next morning*


I woke up from a cold breeze hitting my back and groaned. Why was it cold? Where was I? What day was it? What’s the time?

I opened my eyes slowly, feeling light shining from a small window. I flinched a little and sat up from my horizontal position, my back was pressed against a silk-like surface. This isn’t my room, was the first thing that came to mind. I then glanced around the bed I was in - there was a pale white back facing me, tattoos covering it. 

Wait a second. Was it…? Oh, God, it’s him. It’s my boss there, the Joker, laying under the covers next to me. Was he… naked? Was I? I took a look under the blanket I was covered in - I was completely naked. Did we…?

And then memories of last night came back to me. Oh, we really did do it again. Was it a mistake? Did somebody see us? Will it happen again? I needed so many answers. I needed to talk to him.

Was he awake? Wait, what day was it? If yesterday was Thursday, then today it was Friday. Ah, thankfully it’s my day off-work. I looked at the digital clock on the night stand - 10:43am. I sighed in relief. I hoped he didn’t have any plans for today, especially in the morning, because I really needed to ask him about.. well, this. I’ll just have to wait until he wakes up, by himself. God knows what would happen if I disturbed his slumber. 

I stood up from the bed and with a blanket wrapped around my naked body, I tiptoed into the bathroom. I sighed once in ‘safety’ and closed the door to the point that only a small crack was open. 

I dropped the blanket and looked at myself in the mirror. I had so many hickeys all over my neck, and some bruises around the hip region. My casual makeup was a little bit smudged and my lips were redder than usual. I didn’t put on lipstick, ever, so I guess it smeared off of him. There were also red lip marks around my collarbones. Jesus Christ, am I sinning.

I pulled my hair into a messy bun and took off the makeup that was left. I sighed again and stepped into the shower, pulling the curtain closed. I turned on the shower and there was already hot water running down my body. God, it felt relieving. I closed my eyes at the good feeling and tilted my chin upwards. 

I still felt his touch on my body. It was like… a craving that nothing could wash away, not even water. His touches were rough, powerful, but passionate. They sent the vibe that he liked to be in control, dominant, the one in charge. 

Not really giving thought to it, I started quietly singing to myself.

Are we awake?
Am I too old to be this stoned?
Was it your breasts from the start?
They played a part, for goodness sake
I wasn’t told you’d be this cold
Now it’s my time to depart and I just had a change of heart                                I’ll quote on the road like a twat and wind my way out of the city
Finding a girl who is equally pretty won’t be hard
Oh, I just had a change of heart                                                                         You smashed a glass into pieces
That’s around the time I left
When you were coming across as clever
Then you lit the wrong end of a cigarette
You said I’m full of diseases
Your eyes were full of regret
And then you took a picture of your salad
And put it on the Internet

While singing, I finished showering and turned off the running water. I pulled open the curtain and saw what I wasn’t expecting. There he was, standing in just some sort of sweatpants, facing me, but looking at the floor with something in hand. I couldn’t help but to gasp as he startled me, all of a sudden being there. I grabbed a towel from the hanger and wrapped it around myself. He probably walked in while I was showering. How long had he been there?

J raised his eyes from the floor, along with the rest of his face and looked at me.

“No need to cover, doll. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” He spoke lowly, barely above a whisper. I just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do. “Come on out, don’t be afraid.” He urged and I stepped out of the shower, following his orders. I didn’t know if he was in a bad mood, but I definitely did not want to make sure he was, so I did as told. He reached out his pale hand to me. “Come to Daddy, doll. I’ve got something for you. Take my hand.” He spoke. With one hand holding my towel, I reached the other and placed it in his and he pulled me closer to him in a second. Our faces just a few inches from each other, he was looking me right in the eyes. Oh, his eyes…

Joker suddenly took me by my sides with a bit force, making me yelp and then put me on the bathroom counter. I was watching him with curiosity as he spread my legs and stood in between them, then looking up at me.

“Let Daddy take care of you, baby girl.” He said. I nodded, waiting for his next action. I could talk to him now, when he’s… calm. Yeah, I’ll do that.

J slowly unwraps my towel from around me and lets it pool at my butt, almost admiring the sight before him. I was completely exposed to him again. 

“Daddy would love to fuck you right now, but he needs to take care of you first.” He says, running his hands up and down my sides and making me shiver slightly at his cold fingers. ”Don’t you love how Daddy’s marked you?” He then took the thing he was holding in his hand and unfolded it. A white, closed button-up shirt. “I’m sure this will suit you.” He said, undoing the buttons. When that was done, J put it behind me and carefully slid my arms into the sleeves of it. Once it was on me, - it felt so big on me -, he did only the bottom ones, leaving my chest partly exposed to him.

“Daddy?” I spoke.

“Yes, baby doll?” He replies, placing his hand on my waist.

“I have a question. Or a few.” I spoke, putting my hands lazily on his shoulders, letting them hang off of his shoulders. 

“Go ahead.”

“What are we?” I asked. “What do we classify as?”

“Well… I don’t think we classify as anything, at least we don’t need to.” He spoke. Oh. 

“But what is this between us, Daddy? You’re supposed to be my boss.”  I stated. “Are you?”

“Must be so.”

“Then what am I to you, Daddy?” I pushed, leaning a bit closer to him.

“What do you want yourself to be to me, angel?” 

“I don’t know, Daddy. I just… don’t want this to be anything un-special, meaningless to each other.”

“Why would you think this could be meaningless to me? Or you?” Anger appeared in his voice. “Everything has a meaning. Including this.”

“And what is this?” I said, feeling tears well up behind my eyes. Joker looked away from me, only a huff escaping his lips. “C'mon, Daddy, don’t you want me closer to you? Always by your side?” I pouted, the tears almost coming out. I leaned very close to his face, looking in his blue eyes. I saw anger in them which made me feel afraid and tears roll down my cheeks.

“Please, don’t cry, baby doll. Daddy doesn’t like to see you upset.” He said, stroking my cheek, which only made more tears fall from my eyes. “Is this what was upsetting you last night?” He asked and I nodded, pursing my lips together, but then letting a sob out. “Don’t cry, doll. Please. Am I upsetting you?” I looked down. It wasn’t his fault I had accidentally caught feelings for him. But it did involve him. “Baby girl, Daddy can make you feel better.” J said, bringing his lips to my neck and sliding his hands further down my body, but I weakly pushed him away. I looked him in the eyes, there was hurt visible. “Don’t you want Daddy to make you feel better?” I shook my head.

“Not in that way.” I said. 

“Then tell me what you want, baby. I’ll do it. Do you wanna go home or stay here or…”

“No, I want you. Here, always, every day, all day.” I confessed. “I want to stay here with you for whatever-how-long. Don’t you want that?”

“Listen, baby girl. Daddy likes you very, very, very much. I enjoy your company and the things you do for me.” He said. “So, if being… with me, mine, whatever, makes you happy, I will do everything to make you pleased. I would do anything for you.”

“Really?” I smiled.

“Yes, my angel.” Joker replied. I wanted to hug him, but knew he wasn’t the 'hug person’, so I kissed him instead. He grunted, but i could feel him smirk. “So what would you want?”

“I… want to live here. With you.” I confessed once again.

“Anything for my princess.” He said and kissed me again. “By the way,” he dragged out the last word, “I love how you sing, angel face.”

a/n: aLRIGHT I HOPE THIS MAKES YOU HAPPY, BECAUSE IT CERTAINLY MAKES ME HAPPY SO YEAH HADHSDHJSGH I LOVE ALL 200 OF YOU BABES THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING

Oh man, where do I begin?

A year ago, I officially began my presence in the Fire Emblem Fates RP community — and here I am, still here, a year later! Only those who have been around for longer than I have remember my old URL KIRAQI — but upon further deepening of Kiragi’s character, was changed to the one I have present day. It’s only been my second experience with a community on Tumblr, my first being in the Osomatsu-san fandom — and I had ditched one of my blogs in said community in favor of Kiragi.

I guess I should start with what I’m thankful for in this introduction. Honestly, there’s a LOT to be thankful for — this community’s kindness, it’s welcome, and the zeal it had ever since I joined to improve many different aspects of myself in the creative aspect. This includes my graphics, writing, musical ability — it’s endless. I joined this community with absolutely no idea how it’d work out — honestly, I thought it would be a lot like the Osomatsu-san community, where the majority of people DREW ANSWERS to asks. I was surprised to find out that the majority of the fandom used their creative writing skills for the most part. I was young — er, younger — when I made the blog, so I had no knowledge of what I was doing, other than the fact that I was here to have fun — I think that’s the most important part to when I joined. As began to roleplay more and more, new glasses were placed upon my face, and I started seeing — well, EVERYTHING differently. 

Before this gets too long, I’d like to just say thank you — to YOU. Because it’s likely that if you’re seeing this from my blog, you’re following me — you’re one of those THOUSAND followers that I have accumulated over the past year. Roleplaying is not my priority, as writing in a whole is just a hobby for me, and I always do things in the order and balance that I want — perhaps that’s selfish of me, but this community has allowed me to realize MANY things. Everyone I met was so unique and amazing, and even though I’ve only managed to fully befriend only a fraction of my followers, I cannot wait to see what’s in store for me in the future!

And — oh yes. You didn’t forget, right? Because I didn’t — I told you that I’d make a CELEBRATORY VIDEO. Now, let’s begin this long-ass bias list. | art credit !

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“James,” Lily said in a tired voice. “Walk me to my dorm?” She asked, raising from her seat and extending her hand to him after covering a yawn. James started to stand.

“Oh, come on, Evans.” Sirius scoffed. “Your dorm is just up those stairs. Peter already left us to get some well-needed beauty rest, and Prongs and I are waiting for Moony to get back. Walk yourself.” He said, looking up at them from his spot near the empty common room’s large window.

James shot Sirius a look behind Lily’s back.

Sirius returned a questioning look to him.

“Maybe,” James said in a hinting voice. “You can stay up and wait for Moony.” He said, adding a fake tired stretch. “I’m thinking about calling it a night…”

“Oh!” Finally catching on, Sirius played along. “Yeah! No, totally.” He said, casually shrugging and running a hand through his long dark hair. “See you tomorrow then!” He added, winking and holding two thumbs up at James when Lily turned her back to leave. James tried hard to push away a large grin, silencing a laugh, and nodded in response, following Lily up the stairs and disappearing.

Sirius sighed, leaning back into his spot on the large windowsill, and shook his head, laughing. After reading a few more chapters of his favorite book, he heard the portrait of the Fat Lady swing open.

“Three tries, that took, opening this damn portrait.” Remus said, painfully climbing into the Gryffindor common room. “I keep forgetting that it’s been changed since Christmas.”

Sirius hurried over to help steady Remus, who was limping towards the couch. He let out a laugh. “You of all people should remember the password changing to ‘Lycanthropy.’

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Imagine Chris falling in-love with you at first sight.

A/N: First of all, pat yourself on the back for donating to Christopher’s Haven. You’re doing a good deed by donating and you’re a step closer to possibly meeting Chris. Secondly, I know we all want to win the draw so here’s something to soften the blow when we find out we’re not that lucky. Lastly- if you haven’t donated, go donate! It’s for a really good cause.

You still couldn’t believe that you’d won the draw, that out of hundreds and thousands of people that went into it- you were the one who won the chance to spend an entire day with Chris Evans. It felt like you were dreaming and you were about to wake at any moment only to find out that- it’d been an extremely vivid dream. From the moment you got the phone call, to the moment the plane ticket and hotel information arrived in your mailbox- you’d been living in a wonderful daze. Even now, as you and your best friend stood in the lobby of the hotel waiting for Chris’ publicist, you were still in that wonderful daze.

“I still can’t believe you chose me to take with you,” Hunter chuckled. “You know Lia is plotting your murder, right?” He quizzed and you nodded, laughing. “She thinks you brought me so you could have Captain America all to yourself.”

“Yes and no,” you responded vaguely.

You’d actually chose Hunter- a guy- because you wanted a buffer. You knew that if you brought Lia- a girl- she’d be freaking out as hard as you and make things even more awkward for Chris. Hunter was a fan but he was first and foremost a guy who was indifferent to celebrities, he saw them as normal human beings unlike yourself. You needed his indifferent attitude so that if you freaked out too hard, you could use him to calm yourself. That and- it would probably be easier for Chris to small talk with a guy who liked football than a girl who wrote fan fiction about him.

“I’m here already,” Chris told his publicist as he entered the hotel lobby. “I drove from my house?” He scanned the vicinity for the blue wristbands he was told about. “I have a car, I don’t need you to send one for me. Why didn’t I wait for you? Well, I didn’t want it to be overly formal. I’m thirty-five, I think I’m capable of looking after two people for a day.”

Chris caught sight of the blue wristbands as his publicist continued to go over the rules of the day; what he could and could not do, as well as what you and Hunter could and could not do. He hummed a few “mm hm” in response then fell silent and felt his lips part in awe when his eyes landed on you.

There was no explaining what he felt when he saw you, it was like- everything in the world suddenly made sense. His vision became clearer, his hearing more pristine, and his heart- pumped harder than it’d ever pumped before. You were beautiful- there was no argument there- but it wasn’t your ridiculously good looks that drew him in. There was something about you, something about your aura that enticed his entire being. He watched you intently from a distance as he tried to figure out what it was about you that made him feel both excited and calm; he couldn’t but he knew he didn’t want that feeling to ever go away.

“Holy shit.” You spotted Chris and quickly grabbed Hunter’s arm, squeezing it till he winced. “He’s coming over!” You hissed, beckoning your head in Chris’ direction. “He’s coming over, Hunter! Oh my God, Chris Evans is coming over! What do I do? How do I act? Is this dress okay?” You felt yourself start to panic. “Hunter!” You hissed, tightening your grip.

“Oh my God,” Hunter narrowed his eyes at you. “I know you love him but can you just-” He yanked his arm out of your vice-like grip. “Calm down? He’s just a human being, good looking but still human. You don’t need to be anything other than yourself, okay? He’s going to love you, Y/N.”

“What if he doesn’t?” You breathed, suddenly worried. “What if he doesn’t like me at all?”

“Then he’s a jerk and you can find yourself a new celebrity crush.” Hunter answered and slipped his hand into yours, giving it a light squeeze. “But I doubt that, who could hate someone as adorable as you?”

“Thanks,” you giggled softly.

Chris felt his heart sink a little when he saw Hunter take your hand. Of course someone like you had a boyfriend, it’d be a surprise if you didn’t. He let out a quick sigh then took a deep breath and forced a smile onto his face; it killed him knowing you weren’t available. But then again, it wasn’t like he had a chance with you anyway. You looked to be in your early twenties and what would a twenty-two year old want with a thirty-five year old?

“Hey guys,” Chris greeted the both of you and a nervous whimper escaped your throat. “It’s good to have you here with me today. I’m Chris,” he held out his hand for you to shake. You stared at it for a moment then shook it, wincing when you realized how sweaty your palm was. “And you are?”

“I’m um…” You trailed off, unable to find your name in your thoughts.

“I’m Hunter,” Hunter told Chris and shook his hand. “This is Y/N. Sorry about her,” Hunter chuckled softly. “She’s really nervous ‘cause she’s a really, really big fan. She’s usually very talkative and a lot more coherent, but I guess that’s when she’s not in the presence of the man she talks about all the time. She’ll be fine in a few minutes, she just needs time to process the situation.”

“That’s fine,” Chris smiled at you and you blushed deeply. “Should we get going? My car’s outside and the people at the escape room are waiting for us. We’ve got a whole day together but the escape room thing has a set time that we have to meet.”

“Sure,” Hunter nodded.

Chris led the way then glanced back at the two of you. Were the two of you together? He couldn’t tell, but the way Hunter introduced you and spoke to him- he didn’t sound like a boyfriend. A boyfriend would’ve been extremely jealous and hostile towards the guy his girl talked about all the time, even if it was a celebrity. Chris needed to know so he decided to test the water.

“It’s nice of you to accompany your girlfriend to spend the day with me.”

“He’s not my boyfriend.” You finally summed up the courage to speak to Chris; you cringed knowing that the first thing you said to Captain America was that and not ‘hi, my name is Y/N.’ “Hunter and I are just friends,” you repeated when Chris glanced back at you.

“Dating her would be like dating my sister,” Hunter agreed. “She is very much single as her standards have been ruined by you and her own writing. She’s one those girls who likes old school love, all talk no sex.”

“Shut up,” you blushed deeply.

“That’s not a bad thing to like,” Chris slowed his walk so he could walk alongside you instead of in front of you. “The world could use a few more girls like you, it’ll definitely make dating and being in-love more worthwhile if I had someone who appreciated old school love.”

You smiled and Chris smiled back.

“You know what,” Hunter pulled his hand out of yours and stopped, causing you and Chris to stop with him. “I’m feeling kinda off.” He patted his stomach. “I think I ate something bad at breakfast. Why don’t you two go ahead and enjoy the day, I’ll just hang here.”

“No,” you narrowed your eyes at Hunter, “you’re coming.”

“No, I’m not,” Hunter said then smiled knowingly when he saw a slight excitement flicker in Chris’ blue eyes. “You two have fun, I’ll see you later.” He looked over your shoulder at Chris and smiled, nodding tersely and getting one in return. “Just so you know, her mother will kill us both if anything happens to her.”

“Duly noted,” Chris nodded.

“Hunter!” You hissed when he started to walk away. “Don’t leave me alone!”

“Surely spending the day with me alone won’t be that bad,” Chris joked and you winced, turning to face him with a nervous smile. “I know you’re nervous but- you don’t have a reason to be. I’m just like any other guy,” he assured you.

“I don’t know if I’m going to survive being trapped with you in an escape room,” you admitted and he chuckled softly. “Don’t take this the wrong way though, it’s because I really like you and I feel like I’m going to freak out pretty freaking hard if we’re trapped together.”

“How about we ditch the escape room?” He suggested and you raised an eyebrow. “We can always just hang out. I think that was the whole point of winning this draw, you get to spend the day with me. The escape room was just something the reps came up with, we don’t have to do it.”

“What would we do?”

“Well- you’re a huge fan and you’re in my hometown, I figured I could give you a guided tour. I could take you to all the spots I went to growing up, take you to my favorite coffee house, my favorite restaurant, my favorite bar? I think you might enjoy that more than being trapped in a room with me.”

“Oh, I’d enjoy being trapped in a room with you,” you told him and he chuckled softly. “But um-” you bit back your smile. “I think I’d like the guided tour more. But that’s only if you want to,” you quickly added, “I don’t want to impose on your privacy.”

“I would love for you to do that.” He smiled and you smiled but felt your eyes narrow in confusion. “But in exchange, I’d like to get to know you a little better too. Who is Y/N other than a Chris Evans fan who loves old school love?” He asked rhetorically and you chuckled softly. “Do we have a deal?” He held out his hand for you to take, not shake.

“Deal,” you nodded and placed your hand in his.

Part 2, maybe? I can see it happening, definitely.

I Can’t Wait to Hear You Scream PT. 26

Summary: You are happy to be back home.

Note: For those asking about the masterlist and why the newer parts are missing, I tried to update it today. But for some reason my says the website can’t be accessed, so I’m not sure what’s going in there. If you can’t find any of the parts just message me and I’ll be happy to send you a link to them. Its currently 4:30am, but I finally have this chapter done!

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“With time, one has encountered many of the monsters, and one is increasingly less terrified of those still to be met.” - Kay Redfield Jamison

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When you woke back up it was morning, you could tell by the sun coming in on you like it usually did.

It was comforting to wake up and be back at the sanctuary, for a moment yesterday you had thought that maybe it was just a dream and you were still stuck with Randy.
But you weren’t, you were safe back where you belonged, and that was with Negan.

You turned over to him slowly, being mindful of your leg, it was still in a lot of pain.
He had a hand on your leg and you smiled to yourself.
He always seemed to sleep with a hand on you, you guessed it was to make sure you didn’t go anywhere and more so now, after the shit that has happened.
You looked at him sleeping, he always looked so sweet amd harmless when he was sleeping.
You didn’t care if he woke up, you drug yourself over to him, wincing as your stitches scraped the bed, but once you made it over closer to him, you wrapped an arm around his waist and laid your head on his bare chest.
Feeling the warmth of his skin on yours was the best feeling.

“Darlin’ you still fuckin’ terrible at being sneaky.” He said in a raspy tone, his eyes still closed.

You closed your eyes and yawned, “I don’t care. After everything, just give me 5 minutes of laying on you.”

He smirked amd opened his eyes to look down at you, “I’ll give you 2 fuckin’ minutes, doll. I’ve got to get up soon.”

“What’s going on today?” You asked.

“The fuckin’ usual, darlin’.”

“What about me?” You opened your eyes back up.

“Depends on whether or not you can fuckin’ put weight on that leg, babydoll.” He said, pointing to it.

“What happened to not leaving me alone?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t drag your ass around with me. Just don’t fuckin’ pester me, please.” He said, biting his lip.

You rolled your eyes, “I wont. Jesus.”

“Do you wanna try to walk? The doc will probably wanna fuckin’ check up on you today anyway.”

“Sure.” You said lifting yourself off of his chest to sit up, you pulled the cover off of yourself.
You noticed that you were only in your undergarments.

You smirked and looked over to Negan, “Well, I see you didn’t bother to put clothes on me.”

He licked his lips and looked back to you, “Yeah well, you were in the fuckin’ bed the whole time, so that would have been pointless, darlin’. Besides, this way I can stare at your tits whenever I want.”

“Mmm, there’s that Negan charm.” You smiled.

“And there’s that fuckin’ attitude.” He said, running a hand over the stubble on his face as he got off the bed, he went over to one of the dressers to grab some clothes for himself.

You smirked, you had missed the playful back of forths that you two often shared.

After he was done dressing himself he brought over some clothes to you, “I got these from your room.” He said setting them on the bed.

You carefully pulled the I.V. out of your arm and almost made yourself dizzy as you watched the needle pulling out of your skin, a stab you could take, but something about a needle made you want to puke.

You dressed yourself, getting the shirt on easily, but once you threw your legs over the edge of the bed it became apparent that walking would be a problem, moving your injured leg felt like everything was ripping inside of it.
You winced as you grabbed the pants, putting one leg in easy, but when you tried to bring the other leg up, you couldn’t.

“Holy shit.” You sucked in a breathe.

“Slow the fuck down, darlin’.” Negan said, grabbing ahold of your shoulders.

“I’ve got it.” You answered back fast.

“No, you obviously fuckin’ don’t.” He said, pulling you up to a standing position

Standing on the leg felt like hell, but you thought if you could ignore the pain you’d be okay.

Negan knelt down in front of you as you held on to his shoulders for stability.
He held onto the pants as you slowly lifted the injured leg into them. He pulled them up slowly on you.
You watched as he stared at the curvature of your body as he did so.
You rolled your eyes slightly, he always had a lustful eye, no matter what.
He got them up onto your hips and buttoned them, after he was done, he looked up to you.
You had to admit, him taking care of you was sort of a turn on.

“I’m usually taking the fuckin’ pants off of you, not putting them on.” He said, running his hands up your legs to grab your ass.

“Quite a difference.” You laughed softly.

He nodded and stood back up, “Can you walk?”

You shot him a nervous look and he grabbed onto your shoulder again to keep you steady.
You took a step forward and while you didn’t fall, it hurt to put weight on your leg, making you limp.
You tried taking a few more steps, but could already feel the sweat breaking through at the strain.

“Fuck!” You growled out, lowering your head.

Negan kept his hand gripped around your shoulder, “Calm down, darlin’.”

“How am I supposed to get around Negan?” You whined back.

He sighed and pushed you back down on the bed gently and rolled his eyes while he grabbed his jacket off the coat rack to put it on.

“Guess you need a fuckin’ wheelchair.” He said crossing his arms.

You shook your head quickly, “Fuck no. I’ll throw myself down the stairs first.”

He let out a sigh, “Yeah, I kinda fuckin’ figured that would be the answer, but we gotta fuckin’ go. Ive got shit to do and you need to see Michael’s.”

You looked at him confused and raised your hands.
He pulled you back up off the bed and knelt down again, grabbing you by the legs before throwing you over his shoulder.

“Oh Jesus.” You said, running a hand through your hair.

“Darlin’, if you don’t stop the fuckin’ whining I’ll have to drag you out by your feet.” He chucked as he walked over to the desk and picked up Lucille, handing her over his shoulder to you, “Here. Hold Lucille, because you’re in her fuckin’ spot.”

You grabbed the wooden bat and gripped it tightly as Negan excited the room with you on his shoulder, you looked at the bullet hole that was nestled between the barbed wire, remembering how close it came to hitting Negan, still thinking about it made you clenched your teeth.

“Try not to fuckin’ crack me over the head with her.” He chuckled playfully, but he was also serious.

You turned your head to him, “I won’t have to as long as you don’t throw me down the damn stairs.”

He chuckled again and gave you a firm slap on your ass, gripping it, “Don’t fuckin’ test me, darlin’.”

He carried you down to the infirmary and on the way, you were both met with a lot of nervous stares as everyone saw Negan carrying you over his shoulder, they kneeled as Negan passed by and looked at you holding Lucille in your hands.

“I don’t know why you fucks are staring at my wife so goddamn hard.” Negan said, looking to everyone on their knees, “Get the fuck up and get back to work.”

Everyone did as Negan said and got back to their feet and went about their own business.
Once you got into the infirmary, Negan pulled you off his shoulder and sat you down in a chair near Arat’s bed.

Arat was awake and sitting up in her bed with a hefty amount of bandages around her chest.
Her mouth dropped as she saw you.

“Thank God, you’re alive.” She said in a relieved tone, looking at you.

“Jesus, you too.” You said back, locking eyes with her.

Negan rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers at you, you turned to him and already knew what he wanted and handed Lucille back to him.
He propped her on the spot on his shoulder where you had been.

He licked his lips and looked to both of you, “Not to interrupt your little fuckin’ reunion, but I’m gonna go check shit out and pay a goddamn visit to our guest.”

“Make sure to send him my fucking love then.” You said back with a grimace.

Negan nodded, “Save that shit for when the time comes, darlin’.” He said as he walked out of the room.

You looked back to Arat and you both sat in silence for a moment, neither of you not really knowing what to say.

“So, why is he carrying you around?” She finally asked, laying back on the bed.

“I got stabbed in the leg, it’s hard for me to walk right now.” You said back, shrugging.

She nodded back, and pointed to her bandaged chest, “Could be worse.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m glad you’re okay. I thought you were dead” You said back sympathetically.

“I’m glad you are too. I was worried you wouldnt be alive either.. You know he’s never gonna let us go out alone again.”

“Yeah, I know. But atleast Randy is caught.” You said back in a relived tone.

“Good thing too. Everyone thought Negan was gonna go on a killing spree. I’ve never seen him that angry.” She said with a nervous look.

“So I’ve heard. I was honestly surprised to hear he had that sort of reaction.”

She smiled, “You’re definitely his favorite, (Y/N).”

“You think so?” You asked, laying your head back on the chair.

“I do. How are you holding up?” She asked.

“I’m okay. It feels good to be back, that I can say with no doubt.”

“And in the emotional department? That talk we had.” She asked curiously.

You smirked and blinked, “I haven’t thought about it a whole lot. I mean, he saved my life, so he has some level of caring for me and maybe that’s enough. I’m not pushing the subject to anymore, or not right now atleast. Like I said, I’m just glad to be back.”

“Glad to hear it.”

“When are you getting out of here?” You asked, looking at her bandages again.

She sighed, “Couple more days atleast probably. I fucking hate it, I need a gun in my hand.”

You nodded, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

Dr. Michael’s finally came back into the room after a while and glanced over to see you sitting in the chair.

“(Y/N). Did Negan bring you down?” He asked.

“Yeah, he did.” You answered back, looking to him.

He walked over to you and pulled up a chair, “I was about to come up to check on you.”

“Well, I needed to get out of the room. Bed rest isn’t something I’m very excited about.”

He nodded, “I can understand. How are you feeling?”

“I feel fine. I’m just pissed that I can’t walk.” You said back, sucking your teeth.

He took out a small flashlight to shine into both of your eyes, checking your responses, “The pain should subside after another day or two. It was a deep wound, but it hit nothing vital. You were lucky - both of you were lucky.” He said glancing over to Arat as well.

“Is it possible to brush the pain off and just walk?” You asked him.

Dr. Michael’s looked at you and raised an eyebrow, “Well… Yes, It’s possible, but you don’t want to stress the wound.”

“Would small steps help then?” You said, knowing you sounded like a smart ass.

He cleared his throat, “You can do some walking, if you can bear the pain. But I wouldn’t recommend being up all day.”

“She’s a fuckin’ stubborn one doc.” Negan’s voice came from behind you.

“Sir.” Dr. Michael’s said in a respectful tone.

You turned to see Negan was standing in the doorway, Lucille in hand.
He gave a nod to the doctor and walked into the room and leaned against the sink as he watched over you.
You looked over to him and he gave you a smile, biting his lip.
You couldn’t help but to smile back at him.

The doctor got up from the chair and walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a small bottle and walked back over to you, handing you two pills.

You looked at them curiously.

“These are aspirin. We don’t have any prescriptions here. They are rare to come by, these will help with your pain, but not all of it.”

You nodded and put them in your mouth, dry swallowing them.

“Great, we’ll have thebboys look fornhigh grade fuckin” painkillers. Are we fuckin’ done here?“ Negan asked, swinging Lucille around.

The doctor turned to him and nodded, "Yes, sir. Everything looks just fine.”

Negan smiled and gave him a hard slap on the shoulder, “Thanks doc. Nice goddamn work.”

“Thank you, sir.” The doctor winced at the rather hard slap Negan had given him.

Negan walked over to the door, keeping his eyes on you.
You got up from the chair slowly, trying to ignore the pain as you stood.
You were determined to walk and you pushed the pain out of your mind.

Negan grabbed onto your shoulder and helped you out of the doorway, “C'mon babydoll, you gotta pick up the fuckin’ pace if you’re gonna walk.”

“I’m trying.” You said taking in a breathe as you put all your weight on your leg.
It hurt, but you’d get used to it eventually.

“Well- look- at- you- you’re just a damn badass 24/7.” Negan chuckled as he stood there looking at you.

“I don’t have time to be weak.” You said bluntly, brushing your hair out of your face.

“Goddamn, that’s the kind of shit that gets my dick hard.” He smirked as he leaned back, licking his lips.

“It just the truth.” You said with a smile.

“And that’s why you’re my fuckin’ girl babydoll.” He said throwing a free arm around your shoulder.

You bit your lip, you never got tired of hearing him say that.

“Where are we going now?” You asked.

He looked at you, then to the door leading out of the building, “Well, since you’re really gonna do this fuckin’ walking thing, why don’t we visit our fuckin’ friend?”

“I thought you just went in there to see him?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I did. But I’m getting fuckin’ tired of him taking up my airspace.” He said, furrowing his brows.

You smiled and nodded, “Then let’s do this. But I’ll admit, I’m jealous that you’re gonna be the only one getting a shot at him.”

He bit his lip, “Darlin’, I never said I was gonna kill him right away.” He said with a dark smile.

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Psychopath

Word count: 2166

Living in Mystic Falls has always been some sort od a challenge. Vampires, witches, even hybrids were living here. I always found it a bit strange to look around my class in college and I could tell which of my fellow classmates were vampires. I became one 6 months ago and it happened only because a hybrid tried to kill me. Fun, right? Even though I’m strong, fast, blood sucking creature, I would lie if I said I wasn’t afraid. I was. Everything’s fine with my life since that event. That is, it was fine. Until I met a certain heretic, who was roaming through streets of Mystic falls. I met him in a probably the worst way possible and that moment changed my life forever.

My mind burried deep in the book that was in front of me, words colliding together as my mind started turning blury. I closed my eyes for a few moments and then opened them again, adjusting to the bright light in the room, a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling right above my head. I shook my head and closed the book as I looked at the time on the clock. 1:29 am. I sighed deeply and stood up, placing the bookmark on the page 148. I put the book back on the bookshelf as I walked slowly to my room, ready to hit the bed. As soon as I laid down and my head pressed down on the pillow, my eyes closed as I drifted off to sleep, with my mind completely blank. My body relaxing on the soft bed, my bare legs exposed to the chilly september wind that was coming through the window, making the curtain move every now and then, creating a weird shadow on my bedroom floor. I ignored it because it happened every night, but what I couldn’t ignore was the thing that happened just a few moments later. My body jerked at the loud noise coming from my kitchen, making my heart thump in my chest faster with each second.

‘Hello?’ I stuttered as I got up and slowly walked to the kitchen. I saw nothing. Just an empty glass that was placed in the right corner of my kitchen counter. I walked over and put it in the sink, my mind occupied with a completely different thing. I turned around and almost screamed. The most powerful heretic and the leader of the gemini coven stansing right in front of me, a huge smirk splattered across his face.

‘Hello there.’ He trailed off, some sort of satisfaction obvious in his voice.

'What do you want?’ I asked him and swallowed hard as I hid my hands behind my back so he couldn’t see how scared I am. My hands kept shaking even though my mind kept telling me to calm down and that I’m not a helpless human being.

'Just came to see how is my favorite vampire feeling. You know, because I wanted us to hang out a little bit. Like I did with Elena.’ That was the last thing he said. His face expression went from smiley and happy to serious, dangerous one as he lifted up his hand and jerked it to one side, my vision going black. He broke my neck without even hesitating, my body dropping down on the floor in front of his feet. He smiled and clapped, acting crazy as he always did.

'I’m getting better and better with each spell. I just need a bit more practice.’ He muttered and bent down as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, my head pressed against his back. He casually walked out of my house, closing the doors like nothing happened. Like he didn’t have another unconscious girl over his shoulder.

Bonnie warned me about Malachai Parker a bunch of times. She fought him multiple times and she said that leaving him in 1903 prison world was the best decission she has ever made. Atleast that’s what she thought, until Kai killed his entire coven because of that. Who knows what could’ve happened if Bonnie had given him a chance, but this way, it was me who had to face him.

I woke up, my mind and vision blury, incapable of comprehending where I am or what the hell is going on. My hands were tied and pulled up over my head as I looked around and realized I was in some kind od abandoned house, walls lacking some pain while the windows were covered in old newspapers making the room look darker. I tried to get free, but the ropes that were wrapped around my wrists and ankles were stained with vervain, making my organism weaker and my skin burn with each move I made.

'Well, well, hello! Look who’s awake.’ Kai broke the silence and sat right in front of me on the bed as he spun a knife in his hand. My eyes strongly focused on a medium knife that Kai held in his hand, swirling it around a couple of times.

'Why am I here?’ I asked him, my voice shaking more and more with each word that came out of my mouth.

'You’re here because I wanted someone to talk to and well, you were the first person that I thought of so ta - da!’ He answere back at me and spread his arms out, gesturing me to look around the room, which I already did, hoping to find a way out of here.

'Are you serious?’ I looked at him in disgust and squirmed in my seat, my skin burning like hell because everytime I moved a drop of vervain trickled down my arm and caused another burned wound.

'Oh c'mon, it will be fine. But first-’ and at that moment he shoved a knife right into my thigh, making me scream out in pain. He laughed at my reaction and pulled it out before shoving it right back in.

'Does it hurt? I doubt it’s that bad, no need to scream. I thought you were a vampire. You’ll hell quickly.’ He stated and pulled it out again, blood dripping dowm from the tip of the knife, an obvious hole in my leg healing quickly. I looked at him and screamed through gritted teeth as he laughed again.

'Screw you, Kai!’ I screamed out as he lifted his hands up, pretending he was shocked at my words, but he was only messing with me, which only made me even angrier.

'Angry aren’t we? I think you need something to calm down.’ He brought a knife close to my thigh and pressed the tip onto my skin.

'I’ve always wondered how fast this healing process is. You didn’t? No? Oh well, let’s find out.’ He pressed it harder making the tip pierce through my skin and then trailed it straight down my thigh. I cried out in pain and once again tried to set myself free.

'Look, look! Yay!’ He clapped as he watched my wound heal in a second. I have never seen anyone being this mesmerized by hurting someone.

'Why are you doing this?’ I asked him, my voice barely audible.

'Because this is a cool place and I wanted to show it to someone. It’s kinda weird being here all alone. It can get really creepy.’ He said, his brows furrowed. I wanted to punch him right then and there. I felt my body suddenly gaining some of the strenght, so I pulled on the rope lightly and of course Kai noticed it. His eyes went wide for a second, his hand placing the knife down on the bed.

'No, no, no. We’re not done yet.’ He said and then took out a small syringe that had somethin yellowish inside. He got up and got very close to me, his eyes staring deeply down into mine as he kneeled in front of me placing his hands down on my thighs.

'What is that?’ My voice cracked at the last word, Kai noticing the fear in my voice.

'Something that will extend your sojourn here with me. So we can have some more fun because I don’t know about you, but I’m having a lot of fun.’ He stated and then shove a syringe in my leg, letting everything that was inside the syringe trickle inside my veins. As soon as the first drop entered my blood, I knew exactly what that is. Vervain. My eyes closing and my body feeling as if someone dragged all my energy, my limbs relaxed, impossible to even move a single muscle.

'Kai, please.’ I begged him, my voice barely audible as I tried to keep my eyes opened.

'You know you’re also very predictable. Just like Bon Bon.’ He started and sat on the bed again, facing me. He laughed for a split second but a smile that said *I’m enjoying this more than you can imagine* never left his face. 'She’s always been predictable. Everytime I was around, there she was, running to save everyone’s day. Quite annoying, actually.’ He trailed off.

'So that’s what all this is about? Bonnie? You’re still mad at here and now you’re taking it out on me?’ I asked him as my mind cleared up a little bit, my vision getting clearer.

'Oh no, no. I have to say I am still a bit sensitive when it comes to Bonnie. The way she treated me but I got what I wanted and in case you forgot, I already took it out on Bonnie, when she almost died.’

'And then Damon killed you. You should’ve stayed dead.’ I said, my voice rising from how angry I was but incapable of doing anything.

'But thanks to Matt and his magical bell, I came back and look at us now. I still have some plans for Bonnie too.’

'So nothing’s changed. You’re still pissed at Bonnie for leaving you in 1903 prison world.’ I said, seeing Kai getting mad at what I said. I must’ve hit the nerve.

'Bonnie hurt me when she left me. It was a terrible move and then she got what she wanted. All I wanted was a second chance to show everyone that I’ve changed.’

'You’re not exactly showing that you’ve changed. Torturing me won’t get you another chance with anyone out there.’

'I know. Atleast I get to be with such a pretty girl like yourself.’ He trailed off and then got up, kneeling right in front of me once again. He reached out his hand and moved the hair that was on my face, tugging it behind my ear. His palm pressed on my cheek while he kept looking into my eyes. Moments after, that touch that once felt gentle, turned into something terrible. A red glows appeared where his palm rested, siphoning my vampirism out of my body. It made me squirm in pain, a sign of satisfaction on Kai’s face. Suddenly he stopped, my body relieved at the sudden lost of Kai’s siphoning.

'You know I can easily rip your head off?’ I said, trying to distract him and act strong.

'No, you can’t. Atleast not like this.’ He stated and moved his hand, breaking my leg as it made me scream out in pain.

'You son of a bitch! You’re gonna pay for this! For everything you did to me and my friends! Mark. My. Words!’ I screamed out. Kai laughed out loud and took a few steps back.

'Dramatic much, aren’t we? Look, I will let you go if you promise you’ll go out with me.’ He said, making my eyes go wide and my brows furrow.

'Are you out of your freaking mind?’ He kept staring at me for a few seconds and then snorted which led to a loud laugh, echoing through the creepy room I was kept in.

'Did you think I was serious? No, no, no. I don’t care about that. It’s not my thing. I’m just messing with you. Oh c'mon, it’s funny, isn’t it?’

'Not even a little bit, no. A psychopath like you shouldn’t even be free, you should burn in hell.’

'I was. Literally. But, c'mon, a crazy person like you should understand me, we’re the same actually. We would make a great team.’ He said and crossed his arms, waiting for my response.

'I’d rather die than team up with you.’

'Suit yourself, but I do need a break. I’m hungry so, see you in a couple hours.’ He smiled at me and the last thing that flashed in front of my eyes was Kai reaching out his hand and breaking my neck. My hands still tightly tied with vervain stained ropes, burning into my flesh. I knew this wasn’t over and my body trembled at the thought of Kai coming back and me having to face the sociopath again, who had a wicked plan in his mind that no one will see it coming.

A Little Too Late Part 17

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Title: A Little Too Late Part 17

Characters: Gabriel x Reader, Castiel, Balthazar, Dean, Sam

Word Count: 1,133

Warnings: fluff and a bit of angst.

A/N: It’s SWEET TREAT SATURDAY! So here is another part to ALTL!! I hope you all enjoy this next part! It’s not as heavy as it has been, so a little break is good right??? You can still request headcanons for my 500 follower celebration until 12/05/2016 EST! I think instead of putting out another Gabriel fic, I’ll put out a couple of the requested Gabriel headcanons!

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You read the article from Sam’s computer once you finished eating.  The article explained how people would disappear in a nightclub.  The janitor of the nightclub would find a body the next morning with the brain missing.  You raised an eyebrow at the screen.  “So we’re dealing with a wraith?  Those are fun,” you remarked with heavy sarcasm.  Nevertheless this case distracted you from yourself, so you were excited.

“Looks like it,” Sam sighed, eyeing the book on the other table.  There will still ten books to read.  Sam would rather be reading them than go on this hunt.  “How about I just stay behind this time,” Sam proposed.

You raised an eyebrow at Sam, “why?”

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Making you Laugh

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Kai Parker x Reader

WORD COUNT : 2 325
Reader has to ‘babysit’ Kai all day so he doesn’t do something stupid and Kai spends the entire day trying to get Reader to laugh… 

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Caroline had called Y/N into the Salvatore Boarding House early this morning saying it’s an ‘emergency’.
When Y/N arrived there and walked inside , she nearly tried to turn back and walk away.
“What is he doing here?” she asked as her eyes fell on Kai who was innocently sitting on the couch playing with some figurine in his hands. He turned towards her and waved.
“Caroline … what …” she started to say as Caroline pulled her away to the side.
“We need you to watch with him today.” Caroline said , Y/N’s eyes widening.
“What ? No! Have you lost your mind ? I am not -”
“Yes you are.” Caroline interrupted her. “Look , Damon and I have to go pick up some things for Jo’s wedding… and someone has to watch him so he doesn’t go killing some innocent person just cuz they pissed him off.”
“You want me  to ‘babysit’ him ?” Y/N asked incredulous in a hushed voice glancing at Kai who was innocently sitting on the sofa looking around and touching things , annoying Damon. “No.” she shook her head pushing her way past Caroline , but Caroline blocked her way. Y/N sighed in frustration. “Why me ?”
“Because he likes you.” Caroline said.
“No,  he doesn’t. He doesn’t like anyone and you know that.” Y/N snapped back.
“No , no…  I think he does … or at least doesn’t hate you as much as the rest of us.” Caroline said rubbing Y/N’s shoulder. “It will be fine. We won’t be long.”
Y/N sighed. “There is no way to talk you out of this ridiculous idea is it ?”
“Nope.” said Damon dragging Caroline behind him. “Let’s go blondie.”

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Y/N shut the door after Caroline and Damon left but when she turned around found Kai standing a step away from her. She jumped back a little.
“Hi.” he said grinning.
“Jeez, Kai … Don’t do that.” Y/N said , pushing her way past him. Kai followed her , a few steps behind her.
“Come on Y/N. There is no reason today can’t be fun.” he said brushing his hand against her waist.
Y/N stopped and turned around so abruplty , Kai nearly bumped into tackling them both over to the ground. She put her hands on his chest pushing him away.
“Look , Kai. I don’t like you , but for some reason my friends have decided that you need a babysitter and that I am the person for the job…” she said trying to sound calm but they’ve been alone in the house for less than 5 minutes and Kai was already starting to get on her nerves.  "So here is how today will go - I’ll go get a nice book from the shelf and sit on the sofa to read… and you will sit quiet , not doing stupid things.“
“Ouuchh..” Kai said mockingly. “You know there are about a dozen other things we can do … Play chess or do shots or -”
“Kai … ” she interrupted him. “If I promise to do one thing you want later ,  would you just please let me read my book?” There was no way to shut him up and Y/N surprised herself saying that.
Kai grinned. “Deal.”
Y/N sighed , taking her book from one of the shelf , tossing herself onto the sofa , Kai sitting on the other side. She opened the book and started to read.
A few minutes passed , Y/N kept glancing at Kai to make sure he hadn’t quietly left the room or something. He was starring at her. Y/N tried to ignore him but every time she glanced at him , he was still starring at her. She flipped the next page and tried to concentrate on the book.  Just when she thought that maybe he’d listen and actually stay quiet … “You are so boring.” Kai said breaking the silence. Y/N glanced at him again and found him more near the fireplace playing with some vase.“I see why they left you to ‘babysit’ me. They probably think you can bore me to death.”
“Ha.Ha. Funny.” she said scastically. “Would you put that down please? Damon would kill me if he comes home and finds out something has happened to his things….”
“No , he won’t. They all like you , even tho you are a human which still doesn’t explain why they decided to leave you with me today…” he thought about it for a moment and shrugged his shoulders. “I could gut you and no one would even hear your screams.”
“Kai ..” Y/N said taking a deep breath. “I thought you promised to keep quiet while I read… ”
He made a gesture as if to zip his lips and sat back on the sofa. Y/N returned her attention to the book , but 5 minutes later when she glanced up Kai wasn’t there.
What the …  she thought. Y/N shoot up confused looking around the room and then suddenly saw him slowly popping up from behind the sofa , only his eyes showing at first. He was grinning , she was sure of it. Kai glanced at her and winked before dissapearing again.
“What are you doing ?” she asked.
“Trying to get you to laugh. Isn’t it obvious? You are too serious for your own good.” he said.
Y/N rolled her eyes. “I am not 'too serious for my own good’…” she said , a crinkle showing on her face.
“Yes , you are. ” he said , his gaze drifting to something behind her. “I will make you laugh.” Kai said , determination in his voice.
Y/N locked eyes with him for a moment. “Good luck with that.” she said getting up and walking over to one of the small tables. “You wanna play games ? Lets play games..” she said waving a chess board in the air. Kai grinned.
“Finally , something fun !” he said. “If I had to watch you read that book for 5 more minutes , I might’ve had to toss myself off the Wickery Bridge.”
Y/N rolled her eyes.
They sat on the floor , Y/N ordering the chess pieces and Kai helping her. He kept glancing at her smiling.
“You will lose tho..” he said suddenly. “I just hope you won’t cry when you do , I hate it when people do that.”
Y/N scoffed. “Please.. I always win.” she said glancing at him. There was determination in Kai’s eyes… “Black or white?” she asked.
“Black. White ones always go first and I am a gentleman.” he said winking at her.
Y/N glanced at him , the corner of her mouth twitching for a second. In the end he was probably get his wish and make her laugh , as much as she didn’t want to admit it.

They played chess for a while. Y/N actually having fun watching Kai concentrating and trying to figure out what her next move is going to be. At first the game went well for her but soon after Kai figured out her strategy and now he was 2 moves away from beating her.
“Checkmate.” he announced , a grin on his face. “I win. You are not going to start crying now are you ?” he asked , a hint of amusement in his voice.
“No. You won fair and square. Congratulations.” she said getting up. “I’m going to the kitchen , do you want something?”
“I’ll come with you… Don’t want you hurting yourself and getting blamed for it later.”  he said.
“Oh-kay then.” Kai followed her to the kitchen and his eyes lit up.
“Yum , cupcakes !” he said grabbing a chocolate cupcake from the counted. “Love those !”
Y/N suppressed a smile. He was like a little kid , swishing his finger on the frosting on top licking his finger.
“Want some?” he asked after noticing Y/N was starring at him. She just shook her head and opened the fridge to get out some orange juice. It took her a moment to find it , she took it and closed the fridge but …  when she turned around something squishy smashed her in the face.
“Boop !” Kai said amused. Kai had smacked a cupcake on her face , frosting covering her nose. Y/N  locked gaze with him , pressing her lips in a thin line trying very hard not to laugh.
“Oh come on , that was funny !” he said disappointed , wiping some of the frosting from her face before reaching for some wipes and cleaning it all off her face.
Y/N stood there mesmerized by his eyes , forgetting for a moment she didn’t like him.  
“Y/N?” Kai’s voice snapped her back to reality. “Are you OK? I cleaned it all , I promise …”
“Yeah yeah , I’m fine.” she said , pouring herself a glass with orange juice.
Y/N didn’t want to admit it but she was starting to like him a little. He wasn’t so bad when he wasn’t going off killing people… then again all her friends were vampires who have done things just as awful.
Maybe I judged him too fast. she thought.
“You are not going to make this easy on me , are you?” he said suddenly serious.
“Nope.” she said “But you are going to pay for smashing that cupcake in my face…”
“Oh am I ? Can’t wait.” he said amused.
Y/N suppressed a smile. There she was planning to get back at him and Kai couldn’t wait.
“Wanna play another game of chess?” she asked suddenly. “I wan’t a rematch.”
“You are going to make me lose , is that it ?” he laughed. “You really are boring.” he said getting out of the kitchen.
Oh yes , I am very boring. she thought , a smirk on her face.
“You go ahead , I’ll be right back.”  she called out after him and ran upstairs to one of the many bedrooms , grabbing two pillows. When she got downstairs , Kai had already ordered the chess pieces and was sitting with his back to her. He hadn’t even heard her come in.
“What the -” he said suddenly ,  knocking over half the chess pieces on the chessboard. “What was that for ?” he asked , a spark of anger in his yes.
Y/N just smacked him with the pillow again , her lips pressed in a thin line.
“That ..” she said sitting on the floor next to him. “.. was for smashing that cupcake in my face.”
Y/N started ordering the chess pieces again when Kai hit her with the other pillow.
“If that was your payback …Why are there two pillows?” he asked with a little smirk. She didn’t answer , just looked at him as if daring him to try and hit her again.
Kai seemed to figure out he was about to get what he wanted and he hit her again , knocking her over. Y/N reached with her hand trying to grab the other pillow but there was nothing there. Kai had grabbed it and was hiding it behind his back.
“Ohhh…did you want that?” he said mockingly. “Come and get it.”
Y/N took a deep breath , her eyes still locked on his and launched for him but he kept the pillow out of her reach. He was enjoying himself so much , he got distracted for a second and she finally grabbed the pillow knocking him on the floor , feathers flying everywhere.
Kai eyes lit up. “Come on … you know you want to laugh.” he said seeing her trying hard to stop the smile that was trying to find a way to show on her face. The more she stared at him the harder it got. Kai left his pillow on the side , suddenly looking all distracted as if he was thinking about something and in the next moment he tackled Y/N on the ground tickling her.
“Laugh,  please laugh ! ” he said laughing and Y/N couldn’t contain herself anymore and started laughing uncontrollably. Kai laughing along with her.
“Finally !” he said tickling her stomach. She tried to push him off her but Kai was two steps ahead of her. “Oh , is someone ticklish?” he said grinning.
“No. I’m not.” she said laughing , nearly out of breath finally able to push him off of her. She got up straightened her shirt and fixed her hair , sort of. Y/N took a deep breath looking all serious. “I’m not ticklish…” she said turning around trying to get ouf the house to get some fresh air but Kai came after her chasing her.
“I’m gonna get you!” he said laughing.
Oh , God.  she thought and ran down the hallway making a few turns , Kai at her feet laughing , before she found her way back to the living room. She grabbed a pillow and hit him.
“Hahahah” she started laughing , Kai laughing along with her. “Got ya.”
Y/N had caught him by surprise and for a moment he got all serious, a startled expression on his face before he started laughing again.
“You are not as boring as I thought and you have a nice laugh , should laugh more often.” he said , his eyes glowing with happiness. Suddenly Kai tackled her over and started tickling her again. “But … I am not going to stop tickling you until you admit that you are  ticklish.”
Y/N had to admit it , Kai was fun and it was pretty nice spending time with him.
“Fine fine , I am ticklish.” she said laughing. “Could you maybe stop for a moment , I gotta catch my breath.”

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The doors opened , Damon and Caroline walked in carrying a few bags and boxes , freezing on the spot with shocked faces.
Kai and Y/N were laughing uncontrollably , Kai on top of her tickling her. Feathers mixed with chess board pieces on the floor around them. They hadn’t even noticed someone had walked in.1
“What is going on here ? Why is the living room such a mess ?”
Y/N and Kai looked at Caroline and Damon , then at each other serious expressions on their faces and then burst out laughing.

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I’m sorry it took so long , not sure if this is what you wanted but I hope you like it anyways :)

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Cute II  KL.M Part 2

Warning contains mild violence and foul language

(Klaus finds out she is involved in the plan and grows increasingly angry however he has more to deal with like the fact that she is dying…)

Word count: 933

Klaus POV

As soon as I saw the wooden stake plunge into her torso my eyes widened and I already found myself sprinting towards her as her limp figure fell to the floor. She dropped to her hands and knees, before reaching to touch the blooded stake- just seeing the red liquid ooze from her waist made me more aggravated. Y/N gasped in pain just as I was a few feet away from her, her head flicked up and I caught sight of her distressed eyes but it was only for a second before her head hit the concrete.

“NO!” I yelled, dropping to my knees in front of her- I could hear both Damon and Alaric running towards us however they weren’t my main concern. I immediately picked up her flimsy body and pulled her into my arms desperately trying to get to her to wake up.

“Y/N- love, come on stay with me!” I yelled however there was no response. “What the bloody hell is wrong with you?” I roared as Damon and Alaric approached. Without a second to lose I bit my wrist and bought it to her lips, forcing the blood down her throat, I sighed in relief when I felt her start sucking- she was okay.

“I’m so sorry- I-oh shit, will she be alright?” Alaric questioned as he stood by my side panicking.

“Save it Saltzman, she’ll be fine” I barked while still caressing her in my arms. She looked so peaceful and innocent, I never thought she would have had it in her, this girl saved my life and for that I was eternally grateful.

“This is all your fault!” Shouted Damon as he stared at me with beady eyes and  an aggressive demeanour. It took awhile to comprehend his words but I began chuckling at the Salvatore.

“My fault? I do believe you and Mr trigger happy are the ones at fault here, if you hadn’t barged in and threatened to kill me then none of this would have happened and Y/N here would have been fine” Damon started walking back and forth as if debating with himself the right thing to say.

“That’s where you’re wrong Klaus, you have probably forgotten so let me refresh your memory- Y/N was the distraction, she doesn’t really have feeling for you, who would?” He laughed as Alaric stepped back knowing full well that I was not one to be messed with.  

My speed came in handy and before Damon even realised what was happening I had him by throat dangling in the air, my grip growing increasingly stronger. “Before you say anything else that may jeopardise your life I suggest you and your little friend leave-”

“No, she’s not staying here with you!” He interrupted, a smile formed at my lips, he left me no choice. I peered into his eyes, “Leave, take Alaric with you and give a little message to your friends; Don’t think you can beat me because we both know you can’t” with that I threw Damon from the patio of the mansion and onto the grass a couple of metres away. I waited for Alaric to gather Damon and leave before I turned my attention back to Y/N who was lying with her head resting on my suit jacket.

Though still angry I knew better than to just leave her outside, so I slowly walked towards her and hoisted her up into my arms before continuing to walk inside where the party was still very much alive. I figured that walking through the ballroom with both of us bloodsoaked was not a good idea so I carried her through the hallway and towards the private library.  

“Niklaus” I turned my head to see Elijah approaching from the ballroom, confusing was clear in his eyes as he looked the girl in my arms, “What happened to her?” he questioned.

“Damon Salvatore and that history teacher came here thinking they could kill me, turns out they aren’t as good of a shot as they thought” I seethed still enraged by everything Damon had said. Although most of the time Elijah was very good at keeping a straight face I could tell from the slight dilation of his eyes that he was hiding something.

“Don’t worry brother we’ll get them, we always do. I’ll go inform Kol” before I could protest he disappeared back into the ballroom. Within seconds I had whisked her into the library and placed her on the couch, the up and down movements of her chest was a good sign that she my blood was working.

After placing her on the couch and shutting the door I could only pace back and forth, with every step I grew angrier. Was she really part of their plan? Were the feeling she had for me fake? Did she have any at all? Why did I care so much about her?

It was clear to me that Y/N was my weakness, no matter how much I tried to deny, you could never deny the inevitable. How could I trust her, there were all these things we needed to discuss and the more I paced around the room in the silence the more the future became unknown. I had never felt like this before and it annoyed me that I couldn’t pin point how to deal with these- dear I say it, feelings.

My head flicked towards her as she stirred on the couch, a groan escaped her lips and her eyes blinked open making contact with mine…

“Klaus?”

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“The Hales are dangerous, Lydia,” Jackson butted in, coming to Stiles’ rescue. “Haven’t you heard the rumors about how they eat newly turned weres on the night of the full moon?”

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Stiles’s dad is in the hospital so he decides to sell himself on the mean streets of San Francisco to pay for the overwhelming amount of debt he finds himself in. Should be pretty easy, right? Except everyone keeps trying to save him and take care of him and now Stiles just really, really, really wants to get laid.

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Hellooooo :D So happy to be back writing Taehyung’s story! <3 Hope you all enjoy :D

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“I thought it was hopeless love” Taehyung story - Part 6

“W-what?” you were in shock
“I’ll give you time to choose” he looked at you and stand up
“Taehyung…” you said taking his hand but he moves it away
“I’m sorry” he looked at you and walked away

You sit down again,and try to think.It was just too much for you.
“Y/N!” Jimin walked in with a lollipop in his hands
“Oh hey” you fake smiled at him
“What are you doing here? Come with me” he laughed and took your hand and lead you to their dressing room
“I will show you around” he added opening the door

While Jimin was telling you what is this and what is that,you look at Taehyung who didn’t want to look at you.
“Y/N heeey” Jimin waves in front of your face
“Focus” he said and you laugh
“Okay,sorry” you smiled

Taehyung gets up and walks pass by you and Jimin.
“You..Umm..Guys okay?” Jimin points
“No” you said 
“What happened?” Jimin was curious
“I don’t want to talk about it…I’m gonna go home now…See you” you smiled and walked outside of the hall where they were performing and you see Taehyung standing there alone.
“Taehyung” you said and walked over to him,he just looked at you
“I don’t  wanna lose you” you said looking at him
“So you already made a decision?” 
“No I didn’t,I am afraid that this that you made me to do now,will destroy our friendship”
“Even if it does,I will always be there for you” Taehyung licked his lips looking at you
“I know you will” you smiled
“I just gonna need time..:” you added
“I know…” he nodded his head 
“Thank you..For being at the concert” he added smiling
“You guys were amazing!” you smiled and waved your hands in the air
“I should go…I’ll see you” you said
“We’re gonna go tomorrow to another city Y/N” Taehyung said
“What? I won’t see you?” 
“For a little time,yes” 
“Have fun then” you smiled and Taehyung smiled at you and you walked away wanting to hug him so badly,but the situation is awkward to now hug him.

Taehyung watched you walk away..He didn’t feel okay,but he knew that decision to make you choose is the best for both of you.
Soon you become a little dot and disappeared.He sighs and comes back inside to take his stuff so they leave home.
Jungkook and boys noticed he is a little down..They didn’t want to ask questions because it will make him down even more or frustrated.
“It must have been something with Y/N” Jimin wispers to Jungkook
“I think the same” he wispers back





“Boys we are gonna go to the airport right now,so we get there day earlier” the manager looks at them
“Okay” they nod their heads

IN Taehyung’s head is just you.He thinks you will choose Luke on the end because he’s your boyfriend,but he thinks how he is your best friend since high school..He knows so many things about you that Luke will never know.For example,you only let him touch your hair,you hate when someone else does that.
Thing he’s worried the most is losing you trough your decision.He doesn’t want to lose you forever,not at all.
He licks his lips and gets up
“When are we going again?” he asked
“You didn’t listen?” J-Hope asked
“I..I was thinking about something…” he said
“Tonight” Jimin said 
“Okay..” Taehyung nodded his head and walked to him room





You were at home not knowing what to do with yourself.In your mind is Luke,but your heart says Taehyung.
But you don’t know yet.

“Hey Ariana” you sigh as you answer the Skype call
“What’s up girl” she said painting her nails
“Tae…” you teared up and laughed
“Why are you tearing up?” Ariana gets closer to the camera looking at you
“It’s hard for me” you started
“What?”
“Tae..He made me choose between him and Luke” 
“Oh wow” she said being suprised
“It’s sooo much preasure that is why I am tearing up” you explain
“Well I mean Luke is your boyfriend…” 
“He si,but-”
“But you love Taehyung more” she finished for you and you nod your head
“Then why don’t you just that to him?”
“I have Luke…He’s still my boyfriend you know” you roll your eyes
“I know,but why don’t you have a conversation with Luke about the relationship?”
“I think that is a good idea…I’ll call him..Wait a second..”

You took your phone and call Luke.
“Y/N” he answers
“Luke..I need to see you” you said
“I want to see you too” he said
“Can we talk tomorrow at the park?”
“Sure,I’ll be there” 
“Okay”
“I love you Y/N…”
“Y/N?”
“I love you too” you said and hang up and lay back on your bed
“What am I doing with my life?!” you shout 
“You are in a serious problem” she laughed
“Oh shut up!” you laugh and roll your eyes





You woke up next morning and took your phone in your hand and see that you have a message.
“Y/N..I am sorry,but It is best for us..I didn’t want to put so much pressure on you,but I feel like a fool,because when I say I love you mean it,probably you don’t,because you have another person in your heart,that is him.I mean yeah we kissed,but do you mean it when you say you love me too?
I love you as a best friend but also more than that,I feel like I shouldn’t have done that,but I had to..I started liking you when you were senior year,but I could never say this because I didn’t want to ruin the amazing friendship we have..” - Taehyung
“Of course I meant it you fool” you thought to yourself

You didn’t reply to his message you just couldn’t..

Later on Luke and you meet up at the park.After a hour of talking
“I think is the best that we..Take a little break” he looks at you 
“We should do that” you nodded your head

Luke and you hugged each other and he walked away.He knows that you love Taehyung.He can see it..The way you look at Tae is different as the way you look at him,the way you smile at Tae..
But he still thinks there is hope for him and you to have a good relationship.

You sigh and nod your head thinking this was the best thing to do.Just to put this relationship on hold because you guys have been arguing more and everything has been going down.




A week later,you were alone at your home.And you get a message from Jimin saying that you come on the skype,so you did.
“Ahhh Y/N!!!!!!!!!” him and Jungkook shout
“Heeeey guys” you smiled
“How are you?” 
“Better” you smiled
“Better?” 
“Just personal problems” you laugh a little
“Ohh I see…” Jungkook nodded his head
“Anyways!!!!! WE finished the concerts and we will be going tooooo…..*jazz hands* Kota Kinabalu!” Jimin shouts 
And both of them start to jump around 
“Yaaaaay” you laughed watching them
“You’re going too by the way” J-Hope comes to the camera
“What did you say?” you were confused
“You’re coming too” Taehyung comes next to J-Hope

Your heart skip a beat when you see him with his smile on his face.
“How,what?” you laughed still not believing
“Long story short..You’re coming” Jimin smiles
“When are we going?”
“In two days,I mean one….We’ll come tomorrow back to the town then pick you up and goooo” Jimin laughs
“Can I bring Ariana?”
“Who?”
“Ariana her best friend” Taehyung explains to Jimin
“Sure” he licked his lips

While you were talking to all of them,nothing felt awkward or weird while talking to Taehyung a little..It was just like nothing has happened.
You two time to time would just stare at each other for minutes.
“I missed you” Taehyung send you a message and looked at you waiting to see your reaction..You smiled and looked at him and he laughs.
“I missed you too” you reply and look at him
“I know you did” he said looking at you
“You know me” you laughed

Everything seemed okay.

“What are the personal problems that made you feel down?” he asked moving away Jimin
“Get out” he said
“Noooo” Jimin said laughing
“Y/N and I need to talk” he kept looking up at Jimin
“Okay” he sighs and goes out
“Soo?” Taehyung asked
“Why are you acting like this?” you were curious
“Like what?”
“Like nothing has happened week ago” you said
Taehyung sighs
“You didn’t make you decision yet?”
“No I didn’t..But Luke and I are like taking a break from our relationship” you said
“How much more till you do make a decision?”
“You said you’ll give me time” you look at him
“But not like a year now” he said and both of you laugh
“I am glad you’re still the same with me” you smiled
“Why I wouldn’t be?”
“Because of everything”
“Y/N you’re my best friend” he made a serious face 
“I know,but..:” you cover your face by putting your hands
“You think decision will ruin everything?”he asked and you nod your head
“I don’t think..So” he said
“Taehyung…Look at this” Jungkook camed inside and showed him something on the phone
“Ahhh awesome” Taehyung smiled poiting at the screen
“I AM STILL HEREE!” you shout
“Oh right” they laugh and you roll your eyes

After few hours of talking with Taehyung,you guys didn’t mention the decision at all,you wanted to but you didn’t want to break the nice vibes and fun you guys were having.
“See you tomorrow” he smiled
“See ya’ Tae” you smiled and waved

You close your laptop and take a pillow and put your face on it and scream.
“Why do you do this to me Tae” you said




Tomorrow morning,guys were knocking on your door.You camed downstairs and open the door
“Hii” you smiled and jumped into a group hug with them
“So happy to see you!” they said while hugging you
“Happy to see you too” you smiled

Ariana walked downstairs too,still feeling a little sleepy.
“We..Goin’?” she asked smiling
“What’s up Ariana” Taehyung smiled at her
“Oh It’s youuu,a guy who never says hi to me!” she got all mad 
“Oh comeee on,don’t be mad” he smiled and hugged her
“I can’t be” she laughs and hugs him back

Taehyung looks at you with a smile
“Hi” he said softly
“Hey” you smiled back
“Ready for vacation?” 
“Sure I am!” you smiled
“Let’s gooooooo” he said and you two ran to the van together and sat next to each other


While being on a prive plane …You guys talked,laughed made funny jokes,sang and danced a little while sitting down.
Taehyung would time to time come sit next to,put his arm around your shoulders pulling you closer to him.
Or he would stare at you the way you hate it,but love it when he does that.
“Tae…YOu knooow-” you laugh looking at him
“I love looking at you “ he smiled
You giggled and put your hand on his face and move his head away
“But stop it” you come closer to his face
“What if I don’t want to?” he comes even closer biting his lip smiling
“But you have to” you said looking at his eyes
“Who is gonna tell me that?”
“I am” you smile and look away 

Taehyung smiles at you,he loved when you’re too shy when he gets so close to you.
You felt nothing but love for him.There was no decision,from the begging it was always him..Always Taehyung the little fool you loved since second year in high school…That love never was gone,it stayed in your heart.Luke was just covering the pain when you lost him,but you always loved him even after taht situation that happened.

If he broke a leg on his tour,you would probably go anywhere that he is just to take care of him and make him feel better.
If he found himself a girlfriend,you would probably be jealous af,but still be happy for him.

You smiled looking at him while thinking all of those stuff.He was laughing with Suga about something,and he noticed your eyes on him,so he looks at you too,biting his lip and then smiles because he’s shy a little.

“Y/N!” Jimin shouts and sits next to you breaking your and Taehyungs eyecontact..
“What?” you smiled
“She is pretty..YOur friend” he wispers
“I know” you wisper back

Jimin stopped for a moment and kept looking at you..
“I am really happy that you’re here..You’re a really great person” he said 
“Whoaah Jimin,why that suddenly?” you look at him
“I am just being honest” he smiled
“Thank you” you smiled and you two hug each other
“Look who is getting jealous right away!!” Rap Monster teased Taehyung raising his eyebrows at him while smiling

You look at Taehyung
“I’m not jealous” he laughed rolling his eyes
“I can see it in your eyes” Rap Monster smiled

Taehyung licks his lips and gets annoyed and you just laugh how cute he’s being.






Finally you guys arrived to Kota Kinabalu…It was one of the beautiful things you ever saw..
Right away you guys left your bags in the hotel rooms and hit the pool.
Jungkook,Jimin and J-Hope jumped right away into the pool fully clothed
“Aww you guys so funny!” you laugh looking at them

They were having fun,dancing,just swimming in the pool.
“Can we talk?” you come to Taehyung who was in the pool with the boys
“Yes” he said looking up at you
“Right after this!” he added and took your hand and pulling you into the pool
“I hateee you” you said and walked out of the pool right away
“We can talk now” Taehyung walked beside you


You two walked around the beach..
“I..Made my decision” you looked at Taehyung and stop to walk
He comes in front of you and waits for the words.
“You” you said
Taehyung looked down and slowly a smile started to grow on his face..He looks up
“You mean it?” 
“I mean it” you nodded your head


FEELS FOR EVERYONE! It’s midnight here and I’m in one of those emotionally self-destructive moods. Also I recently caught up on Agent’s of SHIELD so I figured I’d throw a bit of Phil Coulson in there. Because why not? A part 2 for Stolen was requested by @maryjanemjn, @emmy-585, @meganlpie, and @animefreak808. I apologise to everyone else who has made a request in between - I will do them but I desperately wanted to carry on with this one. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt: Please please please do a part 2 for ‘stolen’ please it was so amazing please dont leave it at that suspense, you can do it at your leisure but do it nonetheless, please!!!

Oh my gosh I’m already in love with 'Stolen’ I both love and hate the cliff hanger =D I hope there will be a part 2?

Stolen (Part 2)

Part 1

The last thing you remembered was a shout and a flash of light. Was it yours, or his? Oh, the pain that was ignorance.

Your entire body felt stiff and as you tried to move, you became ever more aware of your surroundings. Wherever you were, it was raining. The sky was crying, weeping, and it poured its icy tears onto your skin, stinging it and forcing you awake. You opened your eyes and promptly shut them again, water threatening to spill into them. When it rains, it pours…

You rolled over with a groan, feeling the floor beneath you shift and squelch. Mud caked your back and left it feeling horribly cold. You were still in a nightdress too. Of course. Just your luck. You could feel the rain plastering your hair to your head and the mud did nothing to stop it. You pressed your hands into the soft ground and lifted yourself up to look around. Everything was blurred and melting but it looked familiar. Well, at least there was an upside – you were home. Better your soggy back garden than just a random house on Earth.

You turned your head to the heavens and gazed at the angry clouds. On the other side of them might have been stars, might have been a moon, but the weather seemed intent on reminding you of the heart-wrenching situation you found yourself in. For so long you had railed against staying in Asgard, but now that you were free, you would have given anything to return.

Was this what madness felt like? To be intent on returning to someone that you’d known for less than a day?

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