a girl like to torture herself

Little witch (Part 4)

Pairings: Peter x reader

Word count: 2 754

A/N: I am so so so so sorry for not posting the next part in two weeks. It’s the end of the school year so I had a lot of exams. Most of the times i was too exhausted to sit in front of the laptop and write. I really want to apologize if this part is not that interesting but i will do my best to post new part every day (but do not promise). Please let me know what you think about it ♥ It’s really important for me to know you opinion about the story :) Enjoy!

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

Originally posted by kimtaeyoen

“That’s how I burned down part of Hydra’s base.”, (Y/N) spoken softly. Tears that she didn’t know was hiding were now rolling down. Nobody said anything. They were shocked by what the girl went though at the age of seven.

“They were trying to program me. Their intentions were to create fighters better than the Winter Soldier and Black Widow.”

“If they can control them we are have a big problem.”, Tony stated as he tried to emphasize how serious the problem was.

“How many are they?”

“I don’t know”, the last events weren’t leaving her mind, “Probably 8 or less. I don’t know how many survived.”

“As far as we know the base is still whole. You may have burnt down part of it.”, Steve declared as he stood up and began walking.

“What did you feel?”, Bruce asked all of a sudden.

“What do you mean?”

“What did you feel right before you burnt the base?”

“Oh. I- um…fire. Yeah, definitely fire, but not literally. I mean, it was -“

“Relieving? Taking you whole, feeling powerful because of the rage built inside you and yet it somehow calms you down?”, Banner finished her sentence.

“Exactly.”, (Y/N) was amazed by this. Mr. Banner wasn’t lying her when he had said he cannot control his anger that easily.

“What about when we found you?”, Wanda questioned as she understood what Bruce was attempting to o.

“Scared. Naked. Exposed. Breakable.”

“Mixed feeling, paranoia overwhelming you?”

“Yes.”, after some seconds Banner revealed his thoughts making them a statement.

“I think I know what your powers are.”

Ten minutes later the whole gang was in the training room waiting to see what the young witch was capable of.

“Are you sure Mr. Banner?”

“Call me Bruce, please.”, her gave the girl a smile and nodded, “Yes, I am.”

“But how can I control the elements? I mean, how did you find this out?”

“Fire is symbolized by rage, anger. It the Greek Mythology Ares, the furious god of war, is always drawn with red paint and flames around him. Also, when you said a great amount of different feeling overwhelmed you, it showed me that you can control earth. When we found you, your first action was to use those spikes to warn or kill the people trying to disturb you. Earth is believed to give humans stability. So basically your powers had tried to calm your mind down by using the ground as a weapon. But when Peter entered you shelter you were again taken by your fears making unstable and unpredictable like the wind.”

“So my emotional condition affects my powers?”

“That’s right. So now we would try to teach you how to use them without letting the emotions taking you over.”, Steve patted the girl on her shoulder.

“What if I hurt you?”

“Do not worry about us.”, Tony smiled in order to reassure her.

Ten minutes later all the Avengers were in a shield created by Wanda with her powers in the second floor of the training room. It wasn’t a whole floor just a part of it from where the instructor could watch or could enter the premises.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I present you the great Avengerrrrs.”, (Y/N) ‘announced’ with a sarcastic tone in her formal voice, “Good to know old men and women are scared of a puny girl.”, Wanda who was standing against the girl laughed as she saw her friends trying to protect themselves in the shield she had created.

“Hey, don’t blame us that we value our lives and want to keep them as longer as possible.”, Tony acted as a drama queen placing his hand over  the place where his heart was supposed to be.

“Guys, you must accept it. She is right.”

“Why don’t you shut up and show the girl whatever you are going to show her.”

“As you wish Mr. Stank.”, Wanda retorted back and turned around to face (Y/N). The girl was nervous as she was able to see. Her hands were slightly shaking and she kept rubbing them against her clothes in order to remove the sweat, “So, I am going to attack you. Don’t worry i won’t hurt you. You just have to try to protect yourself somehow by using your energy. Just before that do not panic about the situation, that’s the most important thing you have to do. Breathe and then try to look deep inside you, searching for the power you want. Think about it, think how you want it to look, what and how you are going to do with it.”, the girl nodded but she felt nothing from this instructions was going to be fulfilled.

Wanda’s fingers were moving and seconds later they were shining in red but the woman wasn’t attacking her yet. (Y/N) did her best to follow the advice. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment. She had four powers and only one was able to protect her right now– air. The girl remembered the feeling when she had attacked Peter. The air was tickling the tips if her fingers. She looked for that feeling again but nothing happened. No strange feeling inside her, no power felt. She opened her eyes just in time to see Wanda’s magic coming towards her. She kneeled down to avoid it.

“Don’t give up. It won’t happen from the first time.”, Steve said.

The girl inhaled and exhaled deeply this time trying with another power. There wasn’t ground or water her so she had to use fire. This time was the same failure.

“Nothing is happening.”, the girl stated after her seventh attempt, “I feel nothing inside me, only darkness. Guess why? Because my fucking eyes are fucking closed!”  

“Language!”, Steve called from inside the shield.

“Sorry.”, the girl gave the man an innocent smile but deep inside her she was feeling the same way as she had felt in the Hydra base – as a failure, miserable failure that cannot do anything. What was she doing here? Why did she even trust those guys? Why the hell was she thinking the brown haired teenager is attractive? A lot of questions suddenly filled her mind making her feel odd, questioning all her actions since she exploded part of the base. What is she even?

“Earth to (Y/N)! Are you listening?”, Peter’s voice took her out of the trans she had been immersed in.

“Yes…no, sorry! It’s just… I’m sucking. I can’t protect myself by creating a stupid shield from air or fire. I don’t know how to use my powers and how to control them! It’s driving me crazy when I am failing at things. Especially this!”, the girl shouted as soon as despair filled her body. She wasn’t going to give up, no. She was going to fight with teeth until she reached the final but all those events that happened in the last three days…it was too heavy for her to bear.

“(Y/n), hey, you can do it. I know you can. You’ve gone through a lot and this…this stupid thing cannot stop you. You are brave, you are-”, Peter had approached the red shield separating the two teenagers that were slowly falling under the love curse of each other. His voice was soft, his intentions good and it was felt. But the girl was too gentle. Not like a flower that would break under a slightly rougher touch, but like a bomb that was going to explode if the person holding her didn’t know how to defuse it. Peter was from those who were about to get killed because of the wrong actions he made.

“You don’t know me to tell me what I am! I do not know what I am!”, she screamed at the boy. Her body was moving on its own. For a moment (Y/N) felt as a prisoner. She was seeing what she was doing but she couldn’t control herself. The girl felt it, the power that was running through her veins, that was slowly taking control of her hands, mind, thoughts…Her hands were on fire. She moved them towards the shield sending a fire orb. At first the shield swallowed it but then it began swelling and the fire finally was in charge. The shield was now like a cell keeping its victims. The small prison was causing troubles with their ability to inhale. Wanda did something and the small hell torture was gone. The girl was standing there, her feet glued to the ground not letting her move. She was like a living stone – looking unbreakable and hard but this event causing her to crack from inside. When she saw the avengers’ looks she finally felt what she was trying to hide. She was a dangerous weapon, the desired weapon from Hydra that could kill thousands of people without caring at first place. She felt guilt, but more important – part of her felt good.

“I told you we would need a shield.”, Tony stated as he and the rest of the group gave it a try to stand up. Most of them were shocked about what had happened. Of course, not about themselves but the girl. She was shocked – looking at a spot on the wall between the heads of her victims, not moving, pale as snow. Her bottom lip was shaking as her hands did.

“I-I…I am -”, they all knew she was going to apologize but it was hard for her to find the right words.

“Hey, kid, we are used to having our asses kicked. You haven’t hurt anyone, no need to worry.”, Steve rushed towards (Y/N) in order to calm the girl down. He knew what Hydra was capable of and what the girl had gone through was infernal. It would have been unnatural if she was stable.

“But I could have.”, Steve saw the tears forming in her (y/e/c) eyes. Seeing this little girl beside him made his heart shrink. How could he not see the broken, the innocent, the lost girl? He only thought of her as a way Hydra to entice them…He was supposed to be a superhero, to have faith in everything, to see the good in every bad. The blonde man had no idea what to say as though a cat had gotten his tongue. He opened his mouth to say something, to help this little girl who had lost everything in her life but he closed it seconds later.

Wanda came closer as she knew (Y/N) trusted her more than the others. Peter followed her actions but as soon as they were next to the girl she ran away.

“(Y/N)!”, Peter called after the girl and was about to run after her but Steve grabbed him, “She needs help!”, he demanded and tried to  escape the strong grip with no luck.

“She needs to be alone with herself right now, Pete. I think we might have damaged her more rather than helping.”

The next week (Y/N) was distant. She talked only with Wanda and Bruce and trained only with them. The others tried to make her feel as at home she never had but the girl was barely giving in. She was stubborn, that was for sure, but with nights spent at her room with Wanda she understood how wrong her actions are.

“You are not doing anything bad, but how they are trying to help and you should not be scared that you will hurt them. I know how you feel. When I began my training here I wasn’t as good as now, I almost crashed the training room down.”, the woman laughed at the thought that just appeared in her head, “I remember Tony’s face when he came down and saw one of the walls missing.”

“Really?”. The girl laughed along with her new best friend.

“Yes. He made me practice outside even after he repaired it.”, Wanda looked at (Y/N) feeling her as the little sister she never had, “See, no matter what happens they are going to be your family only if you let them. They are strange I can assume, we had out times of division but we came back together.”

It was 8.00 pm. (Y/N) was lying on her bed thinking about Wanda’s words as she tent to do the last three days. The girl felt Wanda as a sister she could trust. She believed her and knew that all the things she had told her were true. Strangely this people were trying to give her a home, to give her a family and she was backing. Why? Was it because it was happening too fast? Maybe because it felt so unreal that it was more possible to be Hydra test than a part of the reality? Only in her first day here she told them her whole story, she was given a private room, they tried to help her with her powers. And what did she do? She almost killed them and ran away crying like a baby…Yeah, a really good first impression. The girl had to accept the information that Hydra was away, not torturing her, not going after her or if they did, she was safe here with people to protect her and teach her how to do the same.

For a week she slightly improved her powers. Well, she still wasn’t able to control them but for now she didn’t need to be so angry to use any of her powers. The girl was trying to use the built in her rage to call her powers instead of letting the anger take control over her. (Y/N) was happy with the results for only one week and this success was one of the things encouraging her to go to the living room where the Avengers were meeting every night to eat and relax somehow.

(Y/N) stood up and looked in the mirror. She was wearing pink pajamas with unicorns on them which was definitely not her style. But what could she do? Wanda was too happy to call somebody a sister… The witch opened the wardrobe. The first time she did so she was amazed how big it was and most importantly that it was full of clothes fitting her perfectly. Now, she was kind of used to it but not at all. The girl took out comfortable jeans and a pale blue t-shirt. After dressing up she exited the room. Taking a deep breath she guided her legs towards the living room which was on the floor below. As she reached the glass door she looked inside. They were all scattered around the room – some on the sofas, some on the armchairs, and some on the floor. (Y/N) inhaled and exhaled deeply and then opened the door. The Avengers didn’t hear it because they were immersed in their conversation but e certain one did with his super senses.

The boy turned around and as the two lovebirds, as Tony liked to call them, saw each other they both stopped doing whatever they were for a moment. (Y/N) looked directly at Peter and for a moment it was only the two of them. The girl hated this feeling but as she had no powers in her emotions, neither on her hearth.

“(Y/N)!”, Wanda exclaimed and ran towards her to give her a hug. The Avengers looked at the girl surprised.

“Ms. (Y/N)!”, Thor came and ruffled her hair, “I am so happy to see you there.”, by his voice, the girl understood he had drank something but his relaxed behavior around her, the fact he was himself made her smile.

“Hello everyone!”, she greeted the gang and sat down next to Wanda and opposite Peter who was now giving her e reassuring smile. She smiled back, “Can I have a slice?”, she asked as the witch pointed at the three pizzas in front of her.

“Of course!”, Tony answered as he poured another glass of alcohol, “But hurry up because Thor is going to eat them all.”

(Y/N) laughed and joined the Avengers that night. At first she thought she wouldn’t fit there but she couldn’t have been more wrong. This was the first time from ages she felt happy again, she felt loved and welcomed. She wasn’t scared anymore, neither in pain. She was feeling young, carefree, free as a teenager should feel. The witch felt normal and for once in her whole life, she forgot about the nightmares that chased her each night.  

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there won’t ever be a character that will continue to devastate me at a visceral subatomic level like raven reyes. last episode (4x03) just highlighted, once again, how much i love her and how excited i am to see her arc unfold in the future, because she has so much more story to tell than people initially believed.

it takes raven a few emotionally tortured moments/scenes to get to the point where her heart bursts open and she decides to change the game for herself, but it’s so nice to see (even if heartbreaking) that she is someone who feels everything with her entire being nonetheless, because yes, raven isn’t a stone-cold, ruthless, inhuman girl who makes “wrong choices” (she had a point after all and she acted her choice out in connection to that information). people seem to forget that she is someone who understands pain and loss, too - always has and always will - and you see through her heart in more than one occasion. she enters leadership with a very measured and dedicated goal - save their people - but much sooner than later she realizes what the cost of life and death actually means (especially since she makes the call), and how you start to go through your life in connection to the decision you’ve made, carrying the burden.

it’s so similar to what bellamy had been through in 4x02.

the way she approches leadership with her head first shows how much of a natural and amazingly, hypertalented woman she is, especially in the department of science. she does most of the technical work, and she is extremely good at it. but then you also see the sheer contrasting cut from her head as soon as her heart is involved, because raven is someone who is heavily connected to the heart. throughout the episode she is a bundle of neuroses, and by the end she not just experiences something for herself, but we enter a new direction in her arc that also affects how she deals with others from now on.

one of the most notable moments is this one:

yes, the scene in which adria dies in luna’s arms is the one that forces raven’s head to flare, because as much as she has been right about the medicine, it’s clear that - in that hard-hitting moment - she wishes it actually had worked to save adria’s life. but this scene right here (see caps above) is the one that hits me the most, because there is so much maturity in raven’s decision to stay in medical after that first-hand experience. not just as a leader, but as a person.

the camera clearly spends time to focus on the dead grounders. already wrapped up and all, and it also shows who was there with them until they died - abby, nyko, luna and raven. and here is my deal with the entire sequence:

adria is luna’s child (not literal), and luna is not raven’s friend (i hope that will change soon), but raven chooses to owe responsibility to her previous decision and be there for the infected people; decides to barrel herself right into a series of brutal first-hand experiences (everyone dies except for luna); pulls herself together to help. raven, pretty much like abby, or nyko, shares the sadness for others here, but instead of going back to work (that passion is shakeble for her after all) she lets herself be stripped from a certain innocence she used to have in the beginning of the ep, when she called “the decision between who gets to live and die” clarke’s speciality, and feels the full force of loss and leadership. she doesn’t close herself off, but is ready to make that step forward, with the people, with abby. and it all just speaks volumes for her character and her emotional, personal growth. now the world looks even more different for her and she is there with everyone, every step of the way. not hiding, but present.

it’s clear that she will have to make more hard decisions, this is only the first step after all, but i am so excited to see it all. she is truly stepping up.

Essays in Existentialism: Strip

“haha that student looks a lot like the girl i was hired to strip for last week oh wait” teacher’s aid au

“Go ahead, all the way back,” a voice accompanied the hand that tilted the shot glass so that there was no other alternative but to drink the rest. “That’s my girl. Taught her well.” 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drink so much!” 

“Another round!” 

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I got an ask earlier this morning accusing me of being a fake fan for the pure simplicity of me disliking characters and not agreeing with some of their actions. So I’ve decided to make a post with all the things I HATE about this show. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve invested a lot of time and effort into this show, trying to piece together all the pieces and make sense of all the plot holes, but we have to admit there are some major issues with the show which go past just hating a character for being a shit person. So here all the reasons PLL ANNOYS ME.


- They always demonise poc characters or kill them off. For example, killing off Yvonne to set the pace for Spoby to slowly get back on track.

- This show literally glamourises attractive people not having to take responsibility for their actions in the face of the law. The show is literally called Pretty little liars, no wonder they wouldn’t have charges put against them for anything they do. I mean Aria killed Shana and got away with it, Jessica’s killer is yet to be revealed but so far got away with their crime, Ezra stalked and dated underage girls and didn’t get charges against him??! These people get away with shit just for the fact that they are attractive

- Alison’s character development has been so poor. We have literally been thrown nice Alison in our faces and are expected to forget that this girl bullied multiple characters oh the show, emotionally manipulated her friends and pretty much everyone in her life, faked being kindnapped, faked her death and used Emily on multiple occasions

- Aria forever remains a door mat for Ezra. Ezra could do her so dirty and Aria would be there like his little lap dog. She took him back after he stalked her and lied to her for years and suddenly there’s no trust issues? He then cheated on her on live television with Nicole and Aria much like Veronica, chose to ignore it. And omg, I wanted to go to New York and drag her little ass back to Rosewood when she drove all the way to New York to pay Nicole a little visit like what the fuck Aria? You going to go square up to a woman who doesn’t even know who you are?! All because you’re fuck boy predator cheated on you?! PSA: IT IS EZRA’S FAULT GO BE MAD AT HIM, DO NOT MELT BACK INTO HIS ARMS AND CONFRONT NICOLE. Fuck sake. ALSO ARIA ACTING LIKE JENNA GETTING HER EYE SEIGHT BACK WAS INCONVENIENT?!!!? BITCH YOU WERE A BYSTANDING IN HER BLINDING. YOU CAN STRANGLE YOURSELF.

- Veronica not leaving Peter’s cheating ass is something I’m so against. I understand that she loved him and built a life with him. But she could’ve have taken Spencer and Melissa and built something that wasn’t built on lies. I feel so bad for Veronica because Peter cheated on her with both Jesica and Mary (unknowingly) and now there are children out there who born from affaires.

- PLOT HOLES. Maybe these will make sense as the story goes on but there are so many of them

- Useless red herring characters. We are always and forever being lead to believe that the most irrelevant characters have something to do with A.D. They literally drag it out and have the girls play detective when it ends up being pointless.

- Bad portrayal of mental illness. Can we please just think about the fact that to avoid prison time, every A has willingly revealed themselves and acted crazy to be institutionalised Instead of spending time in jail.


- Hanna; Okay, I agree with @prettylittleliarsxxxx time jump Hanna sucks. They literally brought back the shop lifting Hanna. How shit for character development. She’s saltier than McDonald’s fries at the minute. Getting angry at everyone. She’s irritating me so much. And this is coming from a Haleb shipper, but it pissed me off that Hanna and Caleb just flew back into their relationship without even giving Spencer time. Also, the fuck is up with them putting Spencer and Caleb together? Like that just goes against every girl code. It’s a no zone.

- MONA. Mona is quite frankly the best thing to happen to this show. Yes, she might have tortured the girls as A but she redeemed herself over the seasons, and really does care about Hanna. These girls still alienate and demonise her and they’d e pretty little dead girls if it wasn’t for her. She’s helped and saved their asses so many times. I just want Mona to find happiness. She deserves it.

the sneak peek reminded me how terrible these girls are. like they all at one point blamed alison and made her out to be the monster of the group, but at least she was honest about being a horrible human being where as these girls (hello hanna) either sit back and watch them treat there friendships outside of the group like it’s trash or well they treat everyone outside the group like trash.

it’s no wonder that the majority of the people we’ve seen come into contact with the liars turn around and hate them when they do nothing but ridicule and give nasty looks. and it’s no wonder that all the people that hated alison, hated the entire group. to be honest if this was real life id think of them as the mean girls and wouldn’t want to go anywhere near them.

yes mona did terrible things, yes they have every right to not trust her completely but they can still be polite, but apparently the girls don’t know the meaning of that word. after the dollhouse incident i thought the dynamics and relationships between them would change but nothing has, they treat her as though she was the one secretly related to them all and kidnapped them when she was the one who was taken and tortured first, not to mention she was alone for a long period of time where as the others like always, had each other. but it’s like they’ve forgotten that little fact and pushed her back under a rock.

im glad that mona stood up to herself last episode but she can’t just say it to hanna, because hanna can’t do anything, even if she said something nothing would change because these girls are completely toxic for one another.

long story short @god please let mona vanderwaal give a similar speech she gave to hann, to the entire group.

Two Truths, One Lie (short story)

the classic party game that every teenager on the planet has played, hee hee (btw Gabriel went to America to be a judge on Amercia’s Next Top Model, because he is world renowned and he gets bonus points for being french, so yeah that made no sense, sorry i’m blabbering enjoy)

“Girl you look fine”

She shot Alya a glare.

“Fine you look ugly”

“Ugh Alya!”

“Listen it’s just a small party to watch Mr. Agreste on America’s Next Top Model, its not a gala”

Marinette kept torturing herself, she was wearing a nice blouse with a red velvet skirt. It was the first time she was actually going into Adrien’s house as a guest, not as Ladybug. She had to look nice. It was at times like this where she wishes she had Ladybug’s confidence, but once that mask comes off and that boy walks by, she’s just helpless.

“You look great, let’s just go and have fun, yeah?”



The house looked just as cold as it was when she entered it before, no decorations, no new renovations, just the same old marble.

“Hey guys!”

Adrien appeared at the top of the stairs, remote in hand.

“Come on, the show is starting”

They headed to his room, Marinette’s heart beating faster with each and every step.

“Hey dudes!”

Nino was content, sitting in one of Adrien’s bean bags on the floor.

“Oh man, i forgot the show doesn’t start until 9, i invited you guys over an hour early”

“That’s fine, we can just play some party games or something”

Alya was always one for party games, then again she was really good with gossip too, so it was no surprise. But Marinette’s blood boiled when she mouthed “spin the bottle”, earning a low grumble of “don’t you dare” from her.

“Truth or dare?”

“Nah that’s lame”

Nino said, throwing popcorn into his mouth.

“Two truths, one lie?”

The three were shocked to hear this from Adrien, they never thought he even knew what that game was.


They all sat down in a small circle, getting ready.

“Oo! I’ll go first!”

Nino chimed in

“Okay so, I’ve never been on a rollercoaster, I’ve seen every single Barbie movie, and my favorite genre of music is classical”

They all took a moment to think it over.

“It has to be the classical music thing, you’d never listen to that boring junk” Alya said.

Adrien and Marinette looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

“Nope, are you kidding? I’m the king of coasters”

He laughed. “Wait you’ve seen all the Barbie movies?”

Nino’s face turned bright red.


The four burst into laughter.

“Okay me next”

Alya rubbed her hands together, thinking up something good

“I’ve stage dived, my ladyblog has over 200,000 followers, and my pinky has a deformity because i’m on my phone so much”

“No way you have a deformed finger”

Adrien said, shocked

“No way the ladyblog has that many followers”

Marinette mumbled under her breath.

Alya shot her a look.

That’s what you get for even entertaining the idea of spin the bottle

“Come on guys! I mean as much as i love Jagged Stone, there’s no way that i’m risking breaking a bone”

As the group laughed, Adrien’s eyes somehow met Marinette’s, causing both of them to blush.

Why can’t you have the same confidence when you’re around him

“Okay Marinette’s turn!”

Alya said, shaking Marinette’s shoulders.

She really had to think. She’s a horrible actress and if she even tried to utter a lie she’d burst out laughing.

“Okay, well I’ve almost burnt down the bakery, someone once caught me picking my nose, and, and…”

Come on, think!

She knew it was crazy, but she felt a surge of red hot confidence flow through her, and she knew what she was going to say"

“And i’m Ladybug”

Both Alya and Nino bursted into protests of, “no way you’re ladybug”, “that’s impossible”, and “you pick your nose?”. But Adrien just sat there, looking her dead in the eye.

no way

He thought

Her face turned crimson when she saw the way he was looking at her, she thought it was flirting at first but then her mind started to wander, does he know?

“You guys are too good at this, yeah i’m not ladybug”

She laughed as genuinely as she could, but Adrien’s expression from before never fell.

“Alright, Adrien’s turn!” Nino said, bursting with confidence that he would know the lie right away

“Um, i fell once on the runway, my favorite food is broccoli, and-”

He turned right to Marinette and said a phrase that sent chills down her spine.

“I’m Chat Noir”

Protests burst out again. “You guys are making this too easy”, “you have to make it at least believable”, and “wait, broccoli?”.

“yeah you’re right, i’m not Chat Noir”

The two were locked in intense eye contact while the other two hashed it out, but sitting there, they both knew.

“Oh guys the show is coming on!”

Nino grabbed the remote and turned up the volume as they presented Mr. Agreste as one of the exclusive guest judges.

Alya swiftly pushed Marinette into the bean bag right next to Adrien. They sat in an awkward silence as the show proceeded. Half way through the show Adrien leaned over to Marinette and whispered

“Nice earrings”

She blushed and whispered back

“Nice ring”

They both smiled at each other.

“Glad i finally found you my lady”

“Silly kitty”

Their moment was interrupted by Nino shouting at the T.V

“Oh come on! Her posing skills are totally wack Mr. Agreste!”

~🐱🐞(that was laaaaame)

Dirty Sights Taint Pure Minds

So hey guys. Ik, i haven’t really been active on Tumblr in a million years so I want to apologize. I felt that I needed to take a break from Tumblr because it was putting unnecessary pressure on me to get new stuff out everyday. Which is something that is IMPOSSIBLE with my schedule. All in all it was stressing me out and making my anxiety flare up, something I’ve been working for the last two years to get under control. I still LOVE Tumblr, but I don’t know if I will be returning until the summer starts and my schedule relaxes. I love you all I just want you to know that, but I feel that my mental health is important. So, on a happier or smuttier note, here is my fic for Ash’s 2nd Writing Challenge. Please everyone go follow her and read her stuff. She is a really big inspiration to me just because she is an amazing writer and a supercool, openminded and understanding person. If everyone on Tumblr was like her than Tumblr would be better like magically going to school with Harry, Hermione and Ron and being their best friend. And who the frick can top that? Anyway, enjoy. I wish I had put more time into this, but I’m trying not to be a perfectionist so here is my un-perfect fic. Luv ya all! @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash

Request: Me because I wanted to join in on the smutty fun of Ash’s challenge

Summary: Read whats in bold ;)

Characters: Negan, OC - Amara and OC - Anita (Negan x Amara)

POV: Third POV

Warnings: Smut. Negan’s cursing. Age Difference. Unprotected sex. 

Dirty Sights Taint Pure Minds

“You want me to make you feel like a woman, baby girl? You want me to touch your body in all the places your father told you to never let anyone? You want daddy to make that succulent cunt squirt all over my sheets over and over and over again? Do you want daddy to show you what fun we can have blind? Tell daddy you want him to fucking destroy that tight little virgin pussy of yours, baby girl.”

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Love In Darkness And Pain

So here comes Felicity Al Sha-him.

Watching the 519 promo, she looks courageous, defiant, capable, worried, fearless, scared and in love—all at the same time. That is the inertia of being a hero. Can you imagine how powerful Oliver and Felicity are going to be when they come back together. They will understand each other so much better. They will see that his crusade (actually, it will be both of their crusades by then) will define them. It will be the kind of life together they only had a glimpse of back in the fluffy, short sweet time they spent with each other in 4A.

I think it is really great that Felicity is leading the charge against Chase. Like Oliver, she ignores the danger and puts herself on the line to protect those she loves. She has stepped up and made a difference. She will save Oliver from what Chase did to him. She will save Oliver from Oliver as well. Her tech savvy, her intelligence and drive, her willingness to sacrifice herself—it’s selfless, brave, honorable (and for the best reason) loving. Felicity is not broken like Oliver currently is. She is angry and hellbent. It gives her determination and strength. Like she told Oliver in 502, she is passionate and dedicated and focused. And Oliver will be the one in awe.

She will answer Oliver’s question he asked her in 410—how did she get to be so strong? Yes, she took her lead from him, going from a boring IT girl living an obscure life, to a partner in a crime fighting tandem, to a valued friend and partner, to a lover and soulmate. But her real strength came from a truer source—herself. Oliver was only a conduit, a affirmation that love is stronger than any kind of torture or tragedy. Both of them would move Heaven and Earth to ensure each others safety and well-being. And both of them would die for the other. Felicity told Oliver at the fake wedding that his love gives her life purpose. Even though they were broken up, it was a a purpose both of them knew in their hearts. In their souls.

Felicity loves Oliver, first and foremost. Every pure hero has a motivation that drives them. Oliver loves Felicity, first and foremost. Every damaged hero has the same motivation. They have come from different backgrounds, but you can’t avoid Fate. They were put together to love each other, to care and protect and fight for their home. It is a truth, a destiny, an endgame.

So Felicity, you go as dark as you want. And if you do fall, Oliver will be there to pick you up. Like you are for him when he is down. That’s how love works. It conquers all.

So I’ve heard.

@hope-for-olicity @almondblossomme @louiseblue1 @tdgal1 @geemarie @cruzrogue @ibelievenu @jaspertown @dmichellewrites @callistawolf @miriam1779 @swordandarrow

AD v. Hanna

Throughout all the seasons it is plain to see that hanna has got it the worst out of all the liars. It honestly seems like A or A.D. has had a serious vendetta against her so i’ve been looking back at old episodes and clues and have been trying to piece together what Hanna could have done to make AD hate her so much. 

A part of me has always felt like the girls have been way more involved in ‘That Night’ than they think. I mean even Ali told Hanna in a dream that we later find out was real “The four of you combined know more about that night than you know. Im surprised Spencer hasn’t figured it out.” 

Well here’s my theory, in addition to the girls being involved in that night I also think Hanna might’ve played the biggest role without realizing it. 

In S1 Wilden suspected Hanna of mudering Ali the most. He says she did it out of jealousy. Thats why hanna turned into the new ‘IT’ girl after she was gone. Maybe wilden was onto something.. or knew more than he was letting out. 

I think it could be a possibility that Hanna murdered the girl in the grave because she mistook her for alison and was letting out all her built up rage from the constant bullying ali did to her. B/c lets be real I know ali was mean to everyone but out of all the 4 liars she was especially mean to hanna, she constantly bullied her for her weight and made her feel like shit. W/ the other girls she kind of just held their secrets over their heads to get her way. 

Okay so the first thing I want to note is from the pilot and S4 finale A is for Answers, during the scene of ‘that night’ All the girls are drinking and in addition Ali slipped some pills in their drinks. When you mix doctor prescribed pills w/ alcohol almost 100% of the time you blackout and dont remember shit you do. 

In the S4 finale flashback the writers made and effort to show that when Ali went back to the barn after she talked to byron that all the girls were asleep and emily and hanna were on the couch laying under a blanket (the first pic) but in the pilot when aria wakes up the girls not only is their no blanket on the girls but its also nowhere to be found in the scene. Now either this is just a prop error and another plot hole (b/c the couches are also different) or marlene did this for a reason.

I think it’s possible after Ali leaves the barn and A/Charles/WHOEVER hits her over the head the girls wake up b/c of Ms. D screams and go to investigate all out of it. 

We know in S3 Emily starts having flashbacks of what she thinks is that night and she has a shovel and alison turns around falls to the ground. Later we find out that the screaming em heard coming out of ali was her own screams & the shovel she was holding was actually from when jenna & crew took her to dig up ali’s grave. But that doesn’t mean the vision of ali falling and her standing above her is wrong. 

Bethany (who they thought was ali) turns around and comes face to face w/ all four liars (or maybe not all of them who really knows) approaching her angry, she backs up, trips and falls and HANNA w/ the murder weapon & the most anger hits bethany knocking her out (we’ve seen how hanna is when she’s angry….)

then they all realize what just happened and run back to the barn to plot their story while melissa & possibly Ian walk up after searching everywhere for Ali or the NAT vids to bethanys unconscious body & they bury her alive.

we know ian knew about melissas secret b/c he wanted to get rid of spencer (presumiable to free melissa from her lies to protect spencer) in the bell tower so he could’ve just helped melissa that night too. 

Now I know Mona already confessed to this but what if she was going to kill ali too as she was her A but then see’s the girls already there so she hides in the bushes & witnesses hanna do the dirty work. At first she was probably happy & was gonna use this against them but later her and hanna become super close so instead she takes the fall for her. 

We’ve seen her do this before when hanna was gonna take the fall for wilden so she confessed instead so her & her mom wouldn’t go to jail, it wouldn’t be too farfetched if she did it again. Idk her reveal seemed so hasty and rushed when she told the girls almost as if she wanted to end give them an answer before they starting looking in other places. 

A has done so many things to hanna from hitting her with a car, leaving her to burn in the lodge, going after her mom and putting her in jail and hanna herself getting put in jail, torturing her, & even in the upcoming episode the synopsis said hanna’s task from the game is alot more serious than the other ones. It really seems like A wants to see hanna suffer the most… & this very much would be a good reason why…. 

(Now theres probably alot more clues or maybe even plot holes in my theory but bare with me its 2:30am and im running on E. lol if I missed anything please let me know! Also might do a pt 2 later on to discuss the other girls parts)

GOT7 mtl to have platonic friendship











Jackson loves people and is the living definition of a social butterfly. He has many friends in the industry that male and female. He gets along with pretty much everyone young and old, male and female. I see him as someone would be able to keep a platonic friendship with a girl. Being his friend would be endless fun and laughs.

Bambam is a fun person overall and isn’t to shy. But I think when it comes to girls there’s a part of him that becomes flustered. He’d still be his weird, crazy meme self and that would make him a great friend. I could see him having a good friendship with a girl that similar to him and doesn’t mind being weird with him.

Yugyeom is the same as bambam but shyer.  I could see him preferring to be friends with a girl than dating her. I think he’d loving having a friend that’s a girl. They’d basically be squad goals with bambam too. It’d be a friendship full of fun, crazy and sweet moments.

Youngjae would make an amazing friend. He’s really sweet and caring toward her like a little sister. He’d treat her well and would make sure that’s she always happy around him. I could see their friendship being full of good times. Like taking Coco for walks and listening to music together. I could see hem pulling pranks on the other member’s ad having lots of inside jokes. This friendship would be super sweet.

Jinyoung would basically be a big brother if he had a friendship with a girl. He’d make sure that she’s taking care of herself well and is happy. But he would always pick on her so much. I could see them being sassy friends together and coming up with new ways to torture yugyeom. Overall it would be a very fun-loving friendship full of sass.

JB is mister chic. He likes to break hearts. But he’s soft and super cute. I feel like he’d be someone would be more into a relationship than friendships but he could be friends with a girl. I see him being that scary older brother than none else wants to mess with but is only sweet and caring towards her. He’d be protective of her but they’d also have a lot of fun together but Jb can be fun and weird sometimes. It is more like a brother/sister friendship.

Mark is quiet and shy for the most part. Lately, he has become more open and wild. I think if it was the right person he could be friends with a girl. I think the girl would have to be comfortable with doing most of the talking and be okay with him being quiet. But Mark also likes to have adventures so it would be a fun friendship full of random events. He would listen to her problems well and they would have a close friendship. Mark would make a great friend.


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Anonymous said: Hey! Could you do a Bughead fic where Betty gets hurt somehow and Jughead comforts her and fixes her up?? Thanks!

“Throw her up higher!” Cheryl screamed towards the cheerleaders as she watched from a few feet away. “She needs to go higher!”

“We can only throw a human so high, Cheryl!” Veronica hissed, as she and Ginger Lopez tossed Betty into the air.

“Maybe if she was a bit lighter you’d be able to toss her higher, hmm?” Cheryl questioned, with a triumphant smirk forming on her lips. “Maybe if you cut back on the milkshakes you’d be able to go higher, Betty! I didn’t know Jughead was into big girls.”

Veronica growled, as Betty just looked down at her shoes. “Excuse you?”

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Nothing At All - Alfie Solomons Fic - Chapter One

The new Peaky Blinders Fan Fiction featuring the volatile baker we know and love, Alfie Solomons.    I like the slow burn when writing folks - so if you’re looking for sex on the desk in the first chapter, I got nothing for you.  Yet ;)

Chapter One: The Man With The Beard

 The sounds of a lively jazz quartet spilled out from the dimly lit club windows and into the crowded evening streets of London.  The stained glass casting sparkling shadows upon the pavement that had been carefully swept free of the normal London dirt and grime.    Here and there, people dressed in attire that ranged from evening garb, to meagerly thin peasant coverings, milled about or were scurrying to their destination.  No one wished to linger on the city streets as the night rolled in.   With the music was heard the tapping sound of a cane that changed it’s staccato beat mid stride to accompany the beat; suggesting it’s user perhaps did not have as much need of the apparatus as he implied.   

Elegantly garbed men brushed past with their equally adorned ladies on their arms, as the doors swung wide to admit them into the glitzy establishment beyond.   Perhaps they would not be so rude with their mumbled halfhearted apologies, if they knew to whom they hastily spoke.  The man who was abruptly pushed cursed aloud as another rushed past, bumping him off stride.  A deft move of his wrist and the gentleman soon found himself kissing the hard cold London pavement.   A solid oomph whooshed from his prone form.  From his low station, the man raised himself halfway to sitting, and shaking his head turned to see a man wearing a top hat; arms crossed and brow furrowed.  The  offending cane held tight in his hand.  

 “What the devil are you about man?!   Do you know…”   but before the man could finish, he was rapped once upon the head, and with a bellowed “yeah, fuck off eh,” the man stepped passed without a glance backward.   Quickly he gained his feet intent on pursuing him, but one of the elegantly garbed door man stepped forward quickly and with a hand on his shoulder, halted him.

“I wouldn’t if I were yew.   Do ya even know who he is?”

 “I don’t rightly care who he thinks he is.  The man requires a serious lesson in manners and gentlemanly decorum!”   And with that he continued past the beefy doorman and on into the brightly light expanse of Eden Club.

“Suit yerself,” the doorman mumbled as he stepped forward to assist a lady from her vehicle.

 Inside the music was near deafening, though the groups and couples that sat around small tables, or crowded into side booths didn’t seem to mind.   A few danced on the polished marble dance floor.   As it was still fairly early in the evening, the place was not filled to capacity.  Tuxedo garbed waiters rushed about the place, but still managed to look almost as haughty as the clientele.   A few scantily clad lovely ladies added to the overall expensive and somewhat gaudy decor.    It was through this noisy, chaotic mess that Alfie Solomons and several of his lackeys made their gradual way to the side office of the club’s owner Darby Sabini.   

Out of the corner of his eye, a flash of silk caught and held his attention.   Alfie glanced towards the young female server that easily balanced a tray of drinks in her small hands as she navigated the crowd.  She was dressed in that new style that was becoming all the rage inside the clubs, but had not taken to the fashionable crowds beyond just yet.  Though the bodice was low cut, it was not overtly revealing, and the style suited her slender, yet curvy frame.  Her long, dark, wavy hair was caught back in a sparking head band, which accentuated the exotic lilt to her eyes.  Alfie took in the full lips that parted into an easy smile as she arrived at the table and greeted the customers, handing each one their drink with a nod in return.   Then she turned with grace upon the impossibly high heels and headed towards another table.   Silently he thought to himself; she looked as good going, as she had coming.   He paused briefly to watch the long straight curve of her back and the swish of her skirts, thinking perhaps it might be nice to dally around after his business with Sabini was finished.  He didn’t normally publicly socialize with business partners, or in such places, but as his eyes continued to follow the young woman, he thought she was definitely worth some extra time.  And any risks.  

 It was just at that moment the man from the streets caught up to Alfie and grabbed him by the lapels of his long overcoat.  He pushed a ruddy face that now held beads of sweat, into Alfie’s own surprised face and proceeded to unleash a string of curses upon him.

 Four men immediately appeared at Alfie’s side, two of his own and two of Sabini’s, that had witnessed the man rushing towards Alfie, his face flushed red in anger.  They pushed the gentleman backwards and held tight, while casting nervous backward glances at Alfie.   His top hat had been knocked askew in the shuffle, and Alfie slowly bent to retrieve it.   As he righted it upon his head once more, his head dipped down to glare at the man beneath furrowed brows.  His men and the bouncers immediately held their breath and awaited the forthcoming explosion of rage.   Alife folded his arms across his chest and slowly began to walk towards the man who had assaulted him.  Again.   And inside the four heads of his protectors a silent chant of “oh shit oh shit oh shit” began.  But their outward faces remained stoically silent, though paled considerably.   When Alfie was within reach of the man, he dared tried to speak again, though Alfie had not uttered one word.

 The blow came so fast none of them were really sure he had even hit the man.  The next thing they knew he was just sprawled out upon the painted tiles.    Blood already spilling from his nose.  

 “I said, Fuck off yeah.”   And with that he turned around in disgust and proceeded towards his destination as though he had merely swatted some annoying insect from his path.  The music never stopped playing.   As he glanced up, he noted that Sabini had already exited his office, having seen the altercation through the small window, and was coming towards him hand outstretched.

 “What the hell Alfie?  Ya come to my club and start trouble?  I thought we were friends.”  

 Alfie grunted and shrugged his shoulders, “Yeah well, he weren’t my friend now were he.”

 Sabini glanced down with a frown at the still out cold man and with a nod towards his men who had intervened, turned back to Alfie with a hand on his shoulder.   “Then fuck him, right?”

 “That’s what I told him.”  Alfie gave a rare chuckle and together the two men entered the office to discuss business, while Sabini’s men dragged the unconscious gentleman towards a back door to the club.   All the customers wisely kept their gaze focused on the Jazz band playing upon the stage.

 Before Alfie entered the office, he glanced one more time towards where he had last seen the beautiful young woman.   Perhaps he could make inquiries to Sabini after they talked. As his gaze quickly scanned the interior, it finally came to rest on a darkened corner.   Even from this far across the room he could guess her eyes were a beautiful shade of hazel.  Illuminated as though the only star in a dark sky, from where she stood leaning against one of the pillars, her face caught in the soft glow of the wall sconce behind her shoulder.   Her gaze hovered just past him, not really resting on him, as though the light from the suddenly opened office door had briefly caught her attention.   Alfie froze in place, hoping to catch her eye, but alas a waiter appeared at her elbow and whispered something in her ear, and just like that – she turned on her heels and was gone.   Alfie was not even aware of the heavy sigh that escaped him as he crossed the threshold and greeted his somewhat not always old friend.


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So if Charlotte was Charles, then she lied about her motive.

She didn’t torture the girls because Mona told her they ‘didn’t love Ali enough.’ She tortured them because Lucas had been emailing her for years about how Ali tortured him and they stood back and watched. Which means she probably hated Ali the most. Maybe it was her game and she recruited Mona to play with her, then had her take the fall when the girls were getting closer. When Mona said 'I did everything you asked me to,’ she CAN’T have been talking about helping CeCe get out of Radley because she had only just been committed herself.

Mona and CeCe cooked up a story- they’d both say they played the game because it was fun and they could help each other leave Radley. Then, when they got out, they could give the illusion that they were 'better.’ Mona would take the fall first, and then get out of Radley. Then CeCe would admit to it when the girls were getting close, via a formulated Q and A with Alison during which the girls couldn’t ask questions and tell a twisted story about just wanting to find her sister. Then when CeCe was committed, Mona would continue the game until CeCe got out again and they’d be stronger than ever. Nobody would suspect them as they’d think they were better.

Mona helped CeCe build the dollhouse, but then CeCe took it too far. Because suddenly Mona was starting to become friends with the same girls who’d tortured Lucas, and wanted out of the game. So CeCe kidnapped her. When CeCe was put into Welby Mona didn’t continue the game as planned, because she was finally starting to rebuild her friendship with Hanna. Mona was angry that Charlotte kidnapped her and vouched for her to be released, followed her to the church and killed her in anger, before taking back control of the game to prove to herself that she could play it better than Charlotte could.

EmojA was someone else. Someone who loved Charlotte and was angry she’d been killed. Someone like Lucas, who had recently discovered that Charlotte was Charles. He loved Hanna, but he loved Charles more.

Mona stayed to watch the rest of Charlotte’s story. Mona untied Noel. Mona was last person to use 'careful Hanna, prison food makes you fat.’ Mona was the only known person to turn up at the school and get that flash drive from the locker.

Full Circle.

Well, There’s A First For Everything: Chapter 5

Fic Request: Their parents forbid that Stiles and Lydia spend time together, cuz she’s “rich” and he’s not. So since then, they meet at the school behind the town, no one comes here. They can’t even talk at school bc Lydia’s mom is a teacher. But it sure as hell didn’t stop them from becoming friends and falling in love with each other.

Rating: K+

Genre: Romance, Strangers!AU, Fluff

Author: @bhanesidhe

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Son Of My Savior: DeanxReader with a little smut.

Despite the freezing temperatures outside, the hotel room was warm and cozy, with a perfect view to just lay in bed and watch the snow fall all day.

Baby It’s Cold Outside was playing quietly around the room as Dean Winchester and Y/N snuggled under a plush comforter.

“This is so great…” Dean said, pulling her against his body for a hug. “In moments like this, I can almost imagine a world where nightmares are just nightmares and never a reality.”

She knew all too well what he was referring to. She wasn’t a hunter herself, but after her mother and father were murdered by a demon, the young hunter who saved her, she could only recall that his name was John, let her in on the secret of what went bump in the night.

“I would say that maybe one day you’ll have that peace.” Kissing his cheek, then the corner of his mouth, and then his lips, she sighed. “But I know that’s impossible. There’s just too much out there.”

“Which is why…” He smirked and pulled her on top of him so she was straddling his waist. “We should take advantage of this down time. Relax and have some fun.” He slide his hands under her sweater and up her sides before pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. She was left in a sheer pink bra, which happen to be his favorite one.

“You are so naughty.” Giggling, she leaned down to give him a playful kiss, biting his lip before sitting up again. “Sam said he wouldn’t be gone long. What if he walks in on us?”

“He can either wait outside, or stay and watch.” Wiggling his eyebrows at her in a silly manner, he pushed her back so she was laying down now and he was looming over her with a hungry grin. “I want you, Y/N. Now.”

She involuntarily licked her lips. “Yes, Daddy.” A growl sounded from Dean and she slipped his shirt over his head. They quickly helped each other out of their pants and were now just left in their underwear.

Here comes a little smut!

Leaning down he took her nipple into his mouth and bit it carefully. She shivered and closed her eyes, giving herself to him to do with as he seemed fit. He reached underneath her and unclasped her bra and tossed it away. Swirling his tongue around her nipple, he kneaded her other breast with his hand, teasingly pinching that nipple every once in awhile. After a minute or so he switched his mouth to the other breast and his hand to the first.

A soft moan slipped through her lips and he left her breast to kiss down her stomach, to just above the sheer pink panties that matched her bra. “Y/N…” He groaned, taking in just how wet she already was. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen…”

Giggling, she gave his hair a tug. “Shut up and get to work Winchester.” She joked, shaking her hips at him.

“Oh, yes ma'am!” Dean gave a cheesy salut before slipping her panties off. He placed a kiss to her, earning himself an impatient moan. He licked her wetness off his lips before throwing her legs over his shoulder pushing his tongue against her.

He licked, kissed, sucked, bit her sensitive skin until she was moaning his name in bliss and he was tasting how sweet she was.

Breathing heavily, Y/N arched her back and he wiped her wetness from his face. Seeing her like this, sweaty and glowing and pleased because of him, made him so hard…

“Please…” She was whispering now, thrusting herself up against him. “I need to feel you…” She opened her eyes and pouted at him. “Hurry up.”

“Alright.” Laughing, he ditched his boxers and positioned himself. “Are you sure you want this?” He asked, just to torture her.

Before she yelled at him, he pushed into her easily and deep. “Good you feel so good.” He kept still for a moment to let her enjoy how full she felt. He knew what his girl liked.

She grabbed him by the hair and jerked his lips to her, not caring if she was being too rough.

He took this as encouragement and began thrusting in and out of her slowly for only a second, his movement quickly taking on a rough motion. She moved her body with his to ensure he was hitting just the right spot.

“Y/N… I’m…” He slipped an arm around her waist to pull her up against him.

“Dean…” She gasped out.

He was about to cum, and was about to pull out…

When all of a sudden the hotel door opened.

All at once, Dean was moaning with Y/N as he came inside her, and Sammy was yelling in surprise as he quickly turned and slammed the door shut.

“What the hell!” He shouted from outside, and the two just began to laugh, smiling happily at each other, completely unembarrassed.
Today is just not my day, so really hope you enjoy this! If you know why it’s titled Son of my Savior, send it in an ask 😁


word count: 1 902
warnings: none

summary: Y/N stays alone at the Salvatore house as she is surprised by her boyfriend, Kai. Not soon after there’s another surprise for both of them.
note: This is my first (published) story written in English. Hope you like it.

*gif by me

Y/N had the whole Salvatore house to herself since her brothers were out with their friends for the weekend. Instead of accompanying them, she had decided to stay home to have some time alone to finally watch movies and read books in privacy.

It was dark outside, and Y/N started looking at a comedy film. She laid flat on the couch, only wearing a gray baggy shirt which revealed more than it hid, and white shorts. But she didn’t care how she looked; no one would see her this way.

Initially, she had invited her boyfriend Kai over, but he said he had other plans already. Though she still wasn’t sure what these could be.

She never thought she’d start a relationship with Kai after everything he had done to her and her friends. But somehow the heretic managed to creep his way into her heart, making her fall for him more and more from day to day. And then she had finally admitted her feelings to him, involuntarily.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” Kai asked, standing in the frame of his apartment door, arms crossed in front of his chest. He couldn’t think of a reason why she was here; it’s not like they were friends. One time he had even nearly killed her to get to the hospital and his sister Jo.

But here she was. Giggling and grinning like a little kid. Her vision was a bit blurry, and everything around her seemed to spin relentlessly.

“Are you drunk?” 

Kai’s expression was uninterpretable, but Y/N could swear she saw a somehow worried spark in his eyes. Or maybe it was just her dizzy brain making things up. 

She kept on giggling and gave a gushing head-shake as an answer. An answer Kai didn’t believe, of course. 

As she was trying to get closer to Kai, she stumbled and nearly fell if it hadn’t been for the heretic. He caught her before she could reach the ground, holding her tight. Her heart beating faster the longer Kai held her in his arms. 

“Thanks.” She mumbled, avoiding eye contact. It seemed like she suddenly realized where she was - and who he was - because she freed herself from his grasp, eyes going wide. 

Why did I go here, she asked herself. She knew why but she wasn’t ready to admit her feelings. Kai was bad; he was the one who tortured, maimed and killed people. He was a psychopath, and she couldn’t trust him. But instead, all she could think about was that she wanted to touch him again. She wanted to feel his strong arms around her again.

“Y/N?” Right now he was a little bit confused by her behavior. One second she was a giggling, drunk girl and the other second she seemed to be like her sober self and battling something out in her head. 

“Can I come in? Everything’s spinning.” She questioned, putting a hand to her head. It was hard for her to keep her eyes open since everything inside of her was starting to feel an utter tiredness. 

Kai nodded, unsure what else he could do. He knew it would be wrong letting her go home alone in her current condition. She walked inside, this time without stumbling over her own feet. Although Kai again would’ve been there to catch her because he was following her closely. 

The girl went to the living room, laying herself flat on the couch. She saw that Kai must’ve been watching a movie since a scene on TV was paused. 

She unpaused the video with the intention of watching it but instead, she closed her eyes, hoping it would end the spinning. Just a few seconds later she heard footsteps as Kai came back, putting something on the table in front of her. 

“Drink this.” He demanded, seriously. 

Not even slightly suspicious she took the drink and drained it in one sip. The water helped her, and she felt her mind becoming clearer. A yawn escaped her mouth as she closed her eyes again, ignoring Kai’s presence. Not soon after, she had already fallen asleep. 

Without her notice, a smile appeared on his face. She looked so peaceful. Until now he never actually realized this strange feeling in his stomach whenever Y/N was around. It felt like butterflies flying all around. 

He kneeled down in front of her, placing his palm on her cheek and stroking it lightly with his thumb. Y/N mumbled something he couldn’t understand, but it only made his smile grow larger. 

A sudden urge to kiss her overcame him. He wanted to taste her, connect with her. But on the other hand, he didn’t want to cross any borders by taking advantage of her drunkenness. 

So instead of kissing her, he lifted her up, carrying her bridal style. Even in her sleep, her small hands found their way around his neck, getting herself a hold. 

Kai carried her to his bedroom, slowly laying her down on his bed. He covered her with a blanket before he turned around to leave.

“Please stay.” She murmured, quietly. 

Y/N had opened her eyes a bit, looking directly at Kai. A sleepy smile showed up on her face, begging him to stay. Surprised Kai glanced at her, not sure what to do now. On the one hand, he wanted nothing more than to be with her but on the other hand, he wasn’t sure if that’s what she really wanted. 

“Please.” She insisted, so Kai took a few steps back towards the bed and lay down next to her.

Immediately she snuggled closer to him, placing her head on his chest. Kai awkwardly wrapped his arms around her, lightly stroking her hair. He heard her heart beating fast under his touch.

“I love you.” Y/N whispered, her voice muffled. 

He couldn’t believe what she just said. Not even once someone has ever told him to be loved, but here she was. The same girl who he had caused so much pain to get to his sister when he wanted to merge with her, was now the one to tell him she loved her. 

Only when he thought she was asleep again, he answered her.

“I love you, too.”

But Y/N hadn’t been asleep; she had heard his answer. It was hard to keep her heart beat at a steady pace because else he would’ve known she was awake. Although, she had confronted him later after she ‘accidently’ had popped up at his place a few more times.

Not that soon after they started dating in secret, managing that no one found out about their relationship. Though it was becoming harder to keep it a secret. She always had a feeling her friends knew something was different. They just didn’t know what it was.

At the moment, Y/N poured herself a drink and made herself some popcorn as she suddenly heard a thud upstairs. She grabbed a knife, holding it out in front of her. Slowly she walked out of the kitchen, suspiciously looking around.

Everything seemed to be the same as before, but she feared not being alone anymore. Now, she thought, it ’d be nice to have vamp-hearing. Then maybe I’d know if someone’s here. Unfortunately, since she was just human, she didn’t have the advantage of heightened senses. 

Without warning, someone took the knife from her hands.

Likely the same someone embraced her from behind, placing his hands on her waist. He put his head on her shoulder, gently kissing her neck.

“Kai.” She sighed, slightly tilting her head.   

Y/N forgot he had scared the hell out of her just a few seconds ago; she didn’t care about it anymore. Instead, she wanted to get lost in his touches, his kisses on her neck. 

“Your heart is beating fast, princess.” Kai said, grinning. 

He swiftly turned her around, their faces just a few inches apart. They locked eyes; his incredibly blue eyes met her dark brown ones. 

When she couldn’t wait any longer, Y/N leaned in to kiss him. She hooked her arms around his neck while his right hand went all the way up from her waist to her cheek, resting there.

“I’m sorry I scared you.” He whispered as he broke the kiss just to deepen the following one. 

Using his vampire speed, he whooshed them to the sofa. Y/N pulled him closer to her - so close, that there was no space in-between them anymore.

They were trapped in their own world, blinding out everything else around them. Kai held her lips captive with his, once she began to trace lines with her fingers on his back. Both got lost in each other. 

“Y/N?!” A loud voice brought them back to reality. Kai quickly got up, glancing at the door. 

Y/N did the same, staring at her friends who all had equally shocked expressions on their faces.

“What is he doing here?” Damon asked, pointing at Kai. He smiled innocently, putting his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulders, pulling her closer towards him.

Meanwhile, Y/N most likely wished to vanish into thin air. She hadn’t planned her friends found out about her relationship this way. Though she had wanted to tell them, she wanted to wait for a good opportunity. Potentially after they had forgotten about the things Kai had done and were able to forgive him just like she did. 

“Just keeping my girlfriend company.” Kai still had this innocently smile, not letting go of Y/N. 

“Your girlfriend? Really, Y/N? Why him?” Elena said towards her best friend. 

Now Y/N felt anger burning up inside of her. Why did every one of them get a pass to love whoever they wanted, but she just couldn’t be with the guy she loved? It’s not like Damon or the others hadn’t done terrible things, too. 

“I love him, that’s why. He is nice to me, and he helps me whenever all of you have better things to do.” Y/N freed herself from Kai’s grip, taking a step towards her friends. She balled her hands into fists. “These last two months he’s been a better friend to me than you in our entire life.”

“But he killed most of his family. He even tried to kill you, or did you forget about that?” Bonnie took a step towards Y/N.

“Do not act all innocently. All of you are responsible for at least one death, too. And FYI, if Kai really just wanted to hurt me he would have had multiple opportunities by now. Why don’t you give him a second chance?” 

Before one could answer, Y/N felt how she was dragged outside the room. 

“Let me go!” She screamed, punching Kai’s back. “I’m not finished yet.”

“Yes, you are.“ Kai simply answered, letting her back on the ground. He had brought them outside, the cold air making her freeze. 

She still had a fire in her eyes which only slowly disappeared. Kai kept looking at her, a sudden smile appearing on his face.

“You didn’t have to…” But before he could go on, Y/N placed a finger on his lips, shutting him off. She smiled lightly. 

“I know. But I wanted to because I love you.” 

“I love you, too.”

Kai cupped her face, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. Although her friends didn’t agree with their relationship, Y/N knew she’d never leave Kai.

Taehyung AU- A Creature Lurking (Pt. 1)

Taehyung can’t help but stare at his soulmate through a window. Maybe one day the window won’t be in the way.

You sat down in the booth.
It was easily seen due to the large extensive window fitted in the wall of the small building. However, only you could be seen. He was invisible.

Your scent lingered in his nose. Nerves tingled with anticipation as he watched his- you sit down waiting for the other human to arrive.
Taehyung didn’t like how you would push yourself out of your comfortable safe haven, even if he had never confronted you directly, he knew that was what you were doing.
The way your heart rate increased when surrounded by people. The way you duck your head down, trying to be unseen. If only you were within his grasp, you wouldn’t have to go through the hardship of lurking into the dangerous outside world.

Taehyung scoffed at the simplicity of his thoughts. Aren’t we more dangerous than any of these humans? The voice in the back of his mind mocks.

I would protect her, shelter her from the tainted race that ever took advantage of her. Taehyung thinks in reply. The filthy stench of liars and danger wouldn’t be the one lingering on your skin. Only his.

He wanted you to be drenched in his scent so every male, every creature knew you were his and that you were untouchable.
His tongue tingled and pleasurable shocks cascaded up and down his spine as he imagined his tongue on your skin, tasting your neck. To be able to smell your hormones mingle with his. He imagined you against any old wall, his hands touching every part of your blooming body.
Shaking the vivid image from his brain, Taehyung stalked closer to the window, still shielded by his dark hood and the steel lamppost across from the place you held residence at that moment.

Another female, taller, prettier than an average human patted you on your shoulder as she shuffled into the seat across from you. A timid smile was pulled from the slouched girl whom Taehyung was watching over, you. He could feel your anxiety cripple your insides as it rippled through his own body. The slightly familiar women was of no danger as far as he could see, no, but you felt intimidated as your confidence drew back behind your doe-like eyes.

Why must she torture herself like this? If you would come to me, you wouldn’t need friends, you would never be lonely. You would have your own family to protect you and love you for who you are. Taehyung’s eyes sadden at the presence’s words.

His breath hitched as your nervous hands brought a cup to your lips. Squinting, Taehyung triggered his supernatural abilities to zoom in on your cherry-like lips. They were his to bite and cherish, yet he couldn’t even see them up close, pressed against his own. Oh how complex this situation is.
Taehyung imagined how the situation would have changed if you were like him. A wolf. The presence at the back of his mind purred. If you followed each other’s scents and met in wolf form, he knew that he would not be able to control his dominant self or his lustful instincts. You would have felt it too. You would have been able to take it. Take him. He needn’t worry about hurting you or scarring you with his actions.
Yet, he liked your human self. You were cute and small, admirable and smart, beautiful and warm. The pull was still just as strong as it would have been if you were like him, but he could now feel the strain take an exhausting toll on him. His muscles felt like they would shake off his body whenever he saw you through the crack in your bedroom curtains to see you in your half-naked self. Taking a run and hunting the wild in his wolf form didn’t work anymore.

His human side and his wolf agreed on at least one thing.

You looked like an angel with the moonlight blooming off of your milky skin and the mounts of your chest looked the perfect size for his hands to just take for his own and squeeze tenderly.

An involuntary groan escaped his parted lips as he saw the tip of you tongue peek out from the corner of your mouth to catch the foam of milk that gathered there sip after sip. A growl erupted from his chest and he had to cast his eyes down to hide his eyes that illuminated in extreme moments of emotion.

After Taehyung had calmed down his racing thoughts and the whimpering wolf at the back of his mind became almost silent, he peeked back up from below his hood and a breath of panic consumed him as you were not there

The seat was empty.

The other female was also nowhere to be seen and Taehyung’s anxiety prickled his skin, patches of hair trying to grow out of his otherwise smooth arms. He called upon his hearing abilities to try and track down your voice.

“Thank you for meeting me. H-have a safe trip back.” He heard the gentle sweeps of your breath and the warm hum of your voice in time to see you walking out the door of the building, bowing to the tall female you had been with in the booth.
Taehyung let out a large huff and rolled his head back, relief consuming him. Despite his calm and collected approach to threats and such other issues that had arisen previously within his pack, coming down to his mate’s safety and well-being- his mask was completely torn off.

The shape-shifter looked at you from under his fringe, taking in your uncomfortable expression. It was just you, left alone on the street now with other bystander’s whom you didn’t know and had no intention of knowing.

A couple of seconds passed by before you started your walk back home, the meeting with your acquaintance from college went fairly well. You talked, shared interests (not that you had anything in common anyway) and managed to discuss what you had to in clear detail. Yet still, the niggling awkwardness and the uncomfortable beating of your heart set off your anxiety.

Sighing, you walked alone…or maybe not?

You stopped at the sound of constant footsteps, in pace with your own from behind you.


No footsteps.

Eyes widened and frightened, you took gentle steps with your eyes darted at the corners, trying to see if you could capture any suspicious movements from behind you.
You thought you saw a guy in a hood, hiding behind his fringe and dark clothes. When you turned around however, he was gone. There was no one there. Stop being paranoid, you scolded yourself.

Carrying on walking, there were no footsteps or guys in hoodies. Although it was getting dark and you didn’t want to be outside so someone could follow you.
Your thoughts focused on your previous meeting with a classmate. Does she think I’m good enough to join the group? I need to get in if I want to get a scholarship for next semester! I don’t want to have to work part-time jobs again, I still haven’t recovered from last semester. You worry by yourself, something you are used to now. Your parents don’t want to dabble in your life currently, not when you are an adult and are expected to live and eat by yourself. I can’t let them down, you think to yourself.

Taehyung watches from a distance, trying his best not to be noticed so he doesn’t scare you. Hopefully you don’t look left and see him across the road. Sighing through his nose, he tries to pick up on your emotions and pricks his ears so he can hear your heart beating.

She feels sad, lonely. Taehyung’s wolf sulks in the back of his mind. If you weren’t such a goddamn wimp, she wouldn’t have to feel like this!

I’m trying! Taehyung hisses, in reply to his wolf. She’s just not ready yet, she’s been through too much to try and fit in. I’m not going to ruin it for her.

I’m running out of patience friend, do something about the pull or I’ll do it for you. Taehyung felt his wolf claw at his mind, reminding him that he can take control if he wanted.

Don’t worry. Soon I’ll approach her like a human before I reveal myself. I won’t abandon her or let her be harmed. She’ll have to come to us then.

Good, because I don’t think I can stay at this distance much longer, my friend.