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I am so amused of this small moment. I love grumpy, irritable Diana. Also, while Hippolyta made sure Diana grew up level headed and grounded, this was the first moment I got that Diana was a princess. 

She’s not entitled but there were certain privileges afforded the daughter of Hippolyta. And you know everyone on the island who liked kids doted on Diana! 

(Those who are less fond of kids might have voluntarily been anywhere but where the hyperactive wee little Diana was. It’s not they disliked the little princess, it’s just: Diana was a child, and Amazons were created fully formed from the sea– what in Athena’s name were they going to do with a tiny person???).

Also, can you imagine Diana’s teenage years? We saw a glimpse of teen!Diana but I bet she had her grumpy, sulky, angry at the world days (months?). 

Plus, plus! Etta’s face and her: ‘Can’t say I blame it.’ 

This moment lasted less than 10 seconds and yet it’s my favorite. 

Just look how grumpy she is! How irritable! She’s not used to wearing collars!  

Ok. I need to talk about this. It just occured to me that this is the only time they actually behaved truly “immature” towards each other. See, it took me a while to think about, and I could never quite put my finger on what exactly it was that I thought fascinated me about the particular way in which the Anne/Gilbert relationship was adapted in this version. Casting is great of course, as is their chemistry, no need to argue about that. But what the writers did here, with all their changes and alterations, additions and partly really flying off the canon big time and into AU-land…they made both Anne and Gilbert seem more ‘adult’ than they actually are, also in relation to one another. The books and all other adaptations hint at the romantic potential of the Anne/Gilbert conflict from the beginning…only it is usually a childish, boys-annoying-girls-girls-pretending-to-be-peeved kind of elementary school dynamic. Anne 2017 is of course altogether more “mature” and realist, with the realities of life back in the days shown more starkly and the timeless realities of adolecence and teenage life struggles also being shown in a pleasantly frank way (period talk, the mouse in the pants, etc.)

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Word count: 3,403

Warning: smut

Request: You and Kai share the same room in your apartment and when Damon finds out, he gets super angry, but one night, you and Kai become more than just roommates

‘Are you sure this is a good idea?’ Kai asked, dragging his suitcases through the front doors and placing them in the corner not too far from them.

‘Of course! It’s the least I can do.’ You said through a smile and helped him with his jacket, placing it neatly on the couch.

'Your friends won’t be too thrilled about me staying here.’ He sat down on the couch next to you, almost as if he was afraid of -you-, the person who has been there for him when no one else was.

'Well, I don’t care what they do when I’m not around so you staying here and who I am hanging out with shouldn’t be their problem.’ You trailed off, sipping a warm cocoa and lifted you eyebrows, a smile appearing on Kai’s face. He took off his sneakers and crossed his leg on the couch, his elbows laying on his thighs.

'I can’t argue with that, can I.’

'I promise I’m a fun person to hang out with, but the only problem is, I only have one bedroom in this apartment. My room.’ You said, Kai’s smile suddenly disappearing from his face. He looked down at his fingers and start tapping on his leg, getting a bit nervous and slightly disappointed as he didn’t know what to expect.

'So, I’ll just then- um- take the couch, I guess.’ He got up and went to his suitcase as he opened it and started looking for something.

'You can take my room.’ He stopped for a second and turned his head towards you, his eyes meeting yours.

'Where will you sleep?’ He asked, his brows furrowing.

'In my room.’ You said confidently and casually sipped your covoa again before placing the glass back on the table.

'I’m super confused right now.’ He furrowed his brows again and chuckled, sitting back down on the couch next to you.

'You can sleep with me. I mean- on the bed. I’m- you know- sleep as in dreaming, not sleep as in- oh you get the point.’ He started laughing because of how you blushed. Your thoughts went there unintentionally and Kai knew exactly what you meant, but decided not to say anything. He just shrugged his shoulders and lifted his hands up as if he was surrendering, but couldn’t hide a smile on his face. You burried your head in your hands and chuckled, feeling embarrassed.

'It’s fine, I know what you meant.’ Kai said through laugh and placed a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it a little bit.

'Unless you want to sleep on the couch, then, I’ll understand.’

'No, no, I’ll gladly, um, sleep with you.’ He trailed off and started laughing louder than before.

'Shut up.’ You punched his arm playfully and started laughing as well, burrying your head in your hands again as you felt his arms wrapping around you and pulling you in for a hug.

Knowing that you’ll have a person who was practically your best friend as a roommate was very relaxing because you knew the person you would have to share your apartment with was worth it and that you could trust him.

3 months later

Every day with Kai has been super fun and you got along fantastically. There were no arguments or disagreements. It was just as you thought it would be and having Kai beside you was great, but as you spent more and more time with him, you started getting feelings for him. You have seen the side that no one else has and it only made you care for him even more. He was fun to be around and everytime he pulled you into a hug, you felt shivers rolling down your spine. You thought it was purely man and woman friendship, but one night, both of you drank a little too much and made out, but he somehow managed to stop himself from taking it any further even though you wouldn’t have been mad if you went all the way. Since that day, your feelings for Kai have been extremely strong and that included sexual ones. You couldn’t help but stare at him every time he walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist while the water drops kept rolling down his toned torso. Your gaze fell directly down to the beautiful v-line that was exposed to your eyes, your imagination going wild every time. The way he ran his fingers through his wet hair had made your body tingle and you couldn’t help but think what would it be like to run your fingers through his wet hair. You have spent a lot of time walking around the apartment in your underwear and a loose crop top, hoping he would make a move eventually, but he was holding back way better than you.

You were laying on the couch and working on your laptop when ou heard a knock on the front doors, making you jump a bit at a sudden thump noise as you were deeply focusing on your work.

'Come in!’ You shouted and kept still for a few second just to see who will walk through the doors.

'Oh, hey Damon! And- Elena. What can I help you with?’ You closed the laptop and placed it on the coffee table in front of you. You got up and walked towards them, hugging them both.

'We just came to ask you if you want to join us and Bonnie for dinner.’ Elena trailed off as Damon kept looking around your apartment, but his eyes glued to a black shirt on the floor.

'Yeah, sure. I don’t have plans.’ You smiled and gathered up your hair into a high ponytail.

'Is someone here with you?’ Damon asked befuddledly as he lifted up a black shirt of the floor, reaching his hand out towards you. You took a shirt from his hand and folded it neatly before placing it down on the couch behind you.

'Um- actually yes, but it’s nothing you should worry about.’

'Then who’s shirt is that? I assume it’s not yours because that’s a men’s shirt and-’

'Why do you want to know who it belongs to? Don’t you think it’s a little bit too much to interfere with my privacy so freaking much? I never do that to you.’ You said it with a lot of annoyance in your voice.

'Why is it so hard to answer such a simple question?’ Damon kept going and everytime he asked a new question, he got closer and kept throwing questions in your face. He has always been like that because even though you haven’t spend a lot of time with alone, he always wanted to know everything about your life.

'It’s Kai’s shirt. Happy?’ You blurted out and plopped yourself down on the couch and crossed your arms, unable to hide how annoyed and angry you were with him for it.

'Kai? As in Kai Parker?’ Elena asked and furrowed her brows, a little bit of disgust in her voice.

'Exactly. The one and only, Malachai Parker.’

'You’ve been sleeping with the enemy? Seriously? After everything he has done to us, you just decide to jump into bed with him and let him fuck your brains out?’ Damon raised his voice, anger roaming through his entire body. You rolled your eyes at his words and sighed heavily as you stood up of the couch and marched towards him, ready to say everything that was on your mind.

'You know what? I-’ At that moment, front doors flunged open, Kai standing still. 'This is what sleeping with the enemy looks like.’ You ran towards Kai and threw yourself into his arms as he instantly picked you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. You cupped his face and smashed your lips with his, his tongue instantly slipping into your mouth. The longer you were kissing him, the longer you wanted it to last. It was completely different from the previous drunken kiss. You somehow managed to pull away and jump down, trying to catch your breath from a heated kiss that had just happened.

'You’re unbelievable.’ Elena said angrily, her hands still on her waist.

'I know.’ You grabbed Kai’s arm and started dragging him behind you as you stopped and turned around after a few moments. 'Also, if you want to stay here, you better put some music on because it’s about to get pretty loud in here.’ You winked at them and led Kai to your room, slamming the doors behind you. You leaned your back on the doors and threw your head back, your breathing still fast and shallow. You listened carefully and just a few seconds later, you heard the doors slamming shut, meaning that Damon and Elena have left your apartment, leaving you and Kai alone. You started laughing, but Kai’s face expression remained serious.

'Did you really mean that out there?’ Kai asked nervously.

'Which part?’

'About sleeping with me?’

'Oh. No, that was just- I was joking to get Damon off my back.’ You chuckled and quickly fixed your hair.

'Oh.’ Disappointment has taken over Kai’s face as he swallowed hard and shoved his hands into his jeans. 'I- um- I’ll just hop in the shower. It won’t be long.’ He trailed off and made a few quick steps as he reached the bathroom and closed the doors behind him, the sound of doors locking echoing through the room. You wiped a smile off your face and took a deep breath, feeling disappointed for rejecting him. In fact, you did wanted it. More than anything. You have never felt so frustrated in your life as in that moment and the kiss that you and Kai had shared has only made you hungry for more. A sound of water running filled your ears as a picture of Kai naked flashed through your mind. You couldn’t stop imagining how his fingers must have traced his body, washing the soap off, water running down his naked body as you felt yourself getting wet down there.

15 minutes later

You propped yourself up off the bed when you heard the doors opening, shirtless Kai stepping into the room wearing his black briefs, that always outlined his lower half so perfectly. You swallowed hard and managed to lift your gaze up off his manhood.

'What are you watching?’ He asked and ran his long fingers through his hair, a few drops falling down on his torso, rolling down to his boxers. He plopped himself down on the bed next to you and crossed his legs, his eyes glued to a movie.

'Just some- movie- I- I don’t know the name of it.’ You stuttered, all the words somehow forming into a one silent noise.

'Oh I know this movie!’ He said excitedly and clapped his hands, making you jump a little bit but you dozed off again, getting lost in your own mind. You haven’t seen anything of the movie that was playing as you kept staring at Kai and his hands resting casually on the bed. You bit your lip and felt your heart starting to beat faster as you couldn’t control yourself anymore. You trailed your fingers over Kai’s biceps gently, his eyes instantly finding yours. You brought his hand up to your mouth and kissed his fingertips before you slowly parted your lips and pushed his middle finger inside your mouth and slowly started pulling it out, at the end licking his tip and not taking your eyes off Kai.

'What are you doing?’ Kai asked quietly, almost a moan escaping his mouth.

'Shhh, don’t talk.’ You whispered and kissed his fingertips again as you slowly slid his hand down your neck and stopped on your breast, squeezing it with your hand on top of his. You led his hand under your shirt and placed it on your breast again, this time he squeezed it on his own, feeling your bare skin completely exposed to him. He slowly leaned in and started kissing your neck, his lips feeling like torture on your sensitive skin. Your eyes fell down to his manhood as you could have seen how he has gotten harder which made you bite your lip from excitement. You slowly pushed your self down and sat on his knees, your hands gently caressing his thighs before you finally found the edge of his boxers. You came closer and placed a kiss on his clothed lenght, a quiet moan escaping his mouth. You smiled to yourself and very slowly pulled his boxers all the way down, his lenght springing free right in front of your face. He was already hard and even the slightest touch has made Kai lift his hips up, looking for more. You blew on his tip, his hips jerking up as you finally took his tip into your mouth, licking it with your tongue as you collected all the pre-cum. You gently grabbed it with your hand and started pumping him while you used your other hand to massage his balls. He pushed his fingers into your hair the moment when you pushed him into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat.

'Oh fuck. Just like that.’ He threw his head back and arched his back a little bit, your actions obviously driving him crazy. You sped up, your tongue circling around his tip every time you took him out of your mouth and then took him back in, your hand pumping him at a faster pace as you felt him twitching and his moaning getting louder each time you gently grazed him with your teeth. You hollowed your cheeks and took him in a few more times before you barely grazed him with your teeth and felt his hot liquid trickle down your throat. You wiped your mouth with your thumb and quickly got off the bed, your eyes strongly focused on Kai. You slowly took off your shirt and threw it down on the floor, your hands slowly trailing down your body until you reached your panties and pushed them all the way down, your naked body exposed to Kai’s sight. He swallowed hard and had a hard time trying not to stare. You chuckled, but instead of climbing back on the bed, you took his black shirt and put it on, the end reaching right below your ass.

'I’m super hungry right now. Are you hungry?’ You trailed off and showed a mischevious smile to him as you walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Your heart was beating so fast that you thought it would jump out of your chest any second. After only a few second, you felt Kai’s arms on your waist and before you could say anything, he pushed you against the wall and pinned your hands above your head.

'I’m starving, but not for food.’ He said through gritted teeth and pushed his knee between your legs, seperating them roughly as he swiftly pushed his two fingers inside you and then quickly pulled them out, his thumb roughly rubbing your clit in figure eights. 'Do you see what you do to me? Look how hard I am for you.’ You looked down and he was standing straight up, just like in the bedroom. You bit your lip and tried to set at least one of your hands free, but he was too strong.

'Are you going to do something about it?’ You stuttered, your voice barely audible and you fought too hard to keep your eyes opened.

'I will make you scream so much that all the neighbours will know you’re mine. Just mine.’ He pushed his fingers into you again and started pushing them in and out as fast as he could as you felt your walls clenching and the familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach was starting to get more evident. 'No, no, not yet.’ He pulled his fingers out and licked them completely clean, your orgasm slowly fading away. He picked you up and used his vamp speed to run to the kitchen counter, letting you down as he spread your legs again and leaned down, his tongue swiftly licking your folds before he started sucking harshly on your clit. You burried your fingers into his still wet hair, trying to pull him even closer. You threw your head back, the tension building again in your stomach, but just when you wanted to let go again, Kai pulled away, not letting an orgasm to take over your body.

'Kai, please, I need it.’ You cried out, desperate for a release.

'You need what?’ He asked, his eyes piercing through your naked body.

'You, I fucking need you. Please, please, fuck me Kai. I will do anything, just do it.’ You begged him and he loved it. You could see a small mischevious smile and how satisfed he was about you begging him to finally make you his and to take you in a way only he could.

'Very well. If you want it.’ He said a little too calmly. He swiftly picked you up again and let you down in front of the couch. You furrowed your brows and wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but right when you parted your lips, he grabbed your arm and spun you around as he bend you over the couch and spread your legs with his leg. He pushed a finger inside you and trailed it through your folds, bringing it up to his mouth and licked it clean before he grabbed your waist and slammed into you in a one quick and rough thrust, making you scream out loud.

'Like this?’ He groaned and started slamming relentlessly into you, his hips perfectly meeting yours as the sound of skin on skin and panting echoed through the room.

'Yes!’ You shouted and grabbed onto the couch, your eyes closing at the feeling of Kai’s thick lenght stretching and filling you out perfectly. He leaned down and placed his hand on your neck as he lifted you up, your back laying flat on his chest while his hips kept mercilessly slam into you, bringing you closet to your orgasm as each second passed.

'Kai, I’m so close.’ You bit on your lip so hard that it started bleeding. Your walls started clenching and you were already there, ready to let yourself go but Kai has disappeared again, leaving you empty. He picked you up again and sat on the couch, placing you right onto his hard lenght. A single tear rolled down your cheek as it was getting a bit too much, the sensation and frustration taking over your body, your skin sensitive at a touch.

'It will be alright.’ Kai whispered and placed his hands on your waist, slowly lifting you up and then back down until you and him found the perfect rhythm, your hips meeting his so amazingly. You burried your head in the crook of his neck, your body feeling like jello and this time, you couldn’t keep it anymore.

'Cum for me.’ He whispered in your ear and cupped your face, kissing you deeply as you finally let yourself go, an intense orgasm tearing through your body, a tear rolling down your cheek as you screamed Kai’s name out loud, your vision going black for a few second.

'Fuck.’ Kai groaned and started twitching inside you as he came in hot short spurts, his head pressed against your chest, completely riding out yours and his orgasm. He stilled himself as you both tried to catch your breath, your hearts beating extremely fast. There was silence in the room, only Kai’s eyes strongly focused on you. He removed a wet lock of hair from your face and tucked it behind your ear.

'You’re so beautiful. I’m sorry.’ He kissed you gently and slowly lifted you up, pulling himself out of you and then wrapped his arms around your tired body.

'Don’t be. It was- absolutely amazing.’ You whispered and leaned on his chest as you closed your eyes, your breathing calming down and not long after that, you have fallen asleep in Kai’s arms, that night was only the begining of the amazing journey between you and him.

“One of them put a gun in my face, to my head, and asked me if I wanted to die. He said he was doing this because people were mean to him last year.’‘ 

Columbine survivor Bree Pasquale was interviewed moments after the school shooting. Splattered with blood she described how she pleaded with Eric Harris for 10 minutes not to kill her. 

Cassie Bernall was shot and killed in front of Bree. After pleading, Dylan Klebold called for his attention to fellow students under another table. Eric then moved on.

Bree also reportedly covered fellow student Aaron Cohn, he was wearing a shirt covered in sports logos and would of been seen as a jock 

Turn back the time for me - Part 1

Part 2 here - Part 3 here - Part 4 here - Part 5 here

Imagine: You have to comfort Björn before his raid to Paris because Þorunn’s mental state is going downwards and he is losing his strenghth to take care for her and Siggi.

Summary: You are a servant that sometimes takes care of the children from Aslaug and Ragnar when they have other duties. You take care as well for Siggi , which is left to fate because Þorunn isn’t able to take care for her cause of her depression and Björn is preparing himself to take of to Paris with his father. But you also see it as your duty to comfort Björn, after all that happened he is just a human with emotions. And it seems you’re the only one he dares to speak open to about his uncertainties.


Timeline: Situated around S03E06

Sweat was on your forehead, but despite your lack of energy you tried to keep the smile on your face. It was some kind of honor, taking care of the sons of Ragnar Lothbrok and you fulfilled your duty as it was the last thing on earth you would do. “Sigurd, no.” you said to the little blonde boy as he slammed with a wooden spoon on an iron kettle. The noise was unbearable, but he seemed to like it. “Come here you little musician.” You told him with laughter, kneeled before him and took the spoon from his little hands. First he refused, but when you tickled his belly he let go of the spoon. “Why don’t you go and play a little with your brothers outside?” You raised your hand and pointed with your finger in the direction of the door. “There they are. Go now, go, go!” You pushed him a little in his back and saw him ran of to his brothers with a lot of laughter. A little sight left your mouth as you stroke a loose pluck of hair behind your ear. You pushed yourself back on your feet and walked to Ragnar and Aslaug’s bedroom. It was quiet, except from the soft breathing of small Ivar and Siggi in their cot.
After a few moments of silence you heard the floor crack behind you. Shocked you looked over your shoulder, only to see Björn standing in the shadows of the corner from the room. “Björn.” Your voice obviously sounded surprised in a submissive way and you bowed your head. “Is she asleep?” He asked, his voice sounded raw, as if he just screamed the lungs out of his body. “Yes.” You answered and looked how he walked to the cot where his daughter was sleeping. “I thought you were supposed to join Ragnar?” Björn looked away from his daughter, stared you straight into the eyes. Who were you to ask such questions? “And I thought servants weren’t supposed to be so brutal?” Immediately you felt your cheeks turning red and you founded your eyes to the floor. In the fraction of a second the rough look on Björn’s face softened. “Look up.” He commanded you and a little sigh swept over his lips. “I wanted to see my daughter. And you.”
“Me?” you asked surprised, weren’t sure how to feel about the thing Björn just said. “Shh.” He put you to silence and crouched next to the cot of his daughter. “We’re lucky, Þorunn and me.” He whispered. Björn ignored your question right away, obviously didn’t want the conversation to be about that. “But she can’t see it. She just can’t accept this gift the gods gave us.” She was healthy, had much more luck than Ivar, who was sleeping in the cot next to her. He turned his head and looked you straight into the eyes. His look was intimidating, but in a strange way you couldn’t look away. It was as if you could see all his pain, all his sorrow. “You care for Siggi.” He turned his head away, rested his forehead against the side of the cot. “More than she does.” He laughed in an helpless way and stroke with his hand over the back of his head. A small silence was in between the both of you. You weren’t sure what you were supposed to say, or what Björn expected of you. But he kept the conversation going himself, as if you were a pole he could make his complaints to. “Isn’t she feeling better yet?” Just like Björn, you whispered and crouched next to him. His head was still against the side of the cot, but when you sagged through your legs he looked aside. His bright blue eyes were fulled with tears he refused to let go. “No.” was his soft answer, before he looked to his peacefully, sleeping daughter. “Phisically she’s healed. But her mind is sick.” Björn stroke lovingly over Siggi’s head. It was almost unimaginable he killed dozens of people with the same hands. “And I can’t help her, no matter how hard I try. She just isn’t the same Þorunn I met.” The way he talked, it made you feel so sorry for him, it made you wanted to pull him against you and tell him everything would be okay. But it wouldn’t be appropriate, after all you were just a servant. Tears appeared in your eyes, just as they were in Björn’s. “I’m losing her, y/n.” Very carefull you put your hand on his massive shoulder and pinched softly. “I’m so sorry for you Björn.”
“So am I.” he answered with a cold overtone in his voice. After all this was all his fault. He shouldn’t have brought her to raid with him. He shouldn’t have made a child with her. And in the first instance he shouldn’t have fallen in love with a servant. The thoughts upset him and abruptly he stood up. With his knee he knocked against Siggi’s cot. The little girl awoke instantly and a soft crying sounded through the room. “Björn..” you whispered his name softly, trying to calm him down. He did a few steps backwards, made preparative to leave the room. “I can’t stand the crying.” He whined. Carefully you took Siggi out of her cot and rocked her in your arms. Almost immediately she stopped crying. “It’s not that hard.” You inquired him and smiled softly. Björn seemed to calm down when Siggi crying stopped. “I’m not you.” He sighted and ran his hand over his face. “I’m here to help you.” You assured him and did a few steps in his direction until you were just in front of him. “I need to go. My father awaits.” Björn hesitated, but leaned over and kissed his daughter on her forehead. When he straightened his back again he looked you into the eyes. An unsure silece hung between you, but eventually he kissed you on the cheek. Quick and softly, but it was a kiss. “Thank you.” He whispered as he turned around and left the room. And then you knew. He was looking for comfort. How imposing and ruthless he was on the battlefield, he was still a human of flesh, bones and feelings. And so were you, cause you couldn’t place the feeling he left behind with you.

‘First, we know from observational studies, from experience, that it is a red flag that when a child is not reported immediately to authorities…that is something we look for for foul play.  This child, from history, was not reported for a long time.  The other thing that makes it a homicide is that the body was hidden; a child’s body is thrown out, hidden in a field. We know that is one of the things we look for when we are looking for homicide. 

Also it’s often found that these bodies are in, not always, but closed containers, a suitcase or a plastic bag, like this child was.  That again, is from our experience from observational, systematic studies, a red flag for homicide.  And the last, besides the delay, besides being found in a field, decomposed, would be the duct tape, somewhere located on the lower half of the face.  There is no child that should have duct tape on its face when it dies.’

-Chief Medical Examiner Dr Jan Garavaglia testifies at the trial of Casey Anthony, accused of murdering her 2-year-old daughter, Caylee.  Despite a mountain of evidence against her, in 2011 Casey was found not guilty of murder.

Elijah Mikaelson

Prompt - I was a little shithead in heaven and as a punishment I now have to be your guardian angel but you hate me.


Being an angel was fun, you know the flying around, talking to my brothers and sisters and causing mayhem. Well that was until I pushed my father a bit to far. I was a little shit and may have changed someone’s heaven to be well, hell. Now I’m a guardian angel for a family.

The Mikaelson family travelled from the old world to the new world many years ago. I hate the fact that I have to just follow this family around for the rest of their lives. Being super angry at everything didn’t want the Mikaelsons to see me ever so I made my self ‘invisible’. I’m not actually invisible but to all earth creatures I want to not see me can’t. I was actually extremely good at my job and I kept the Mikaelson children safe for a very long time.

I was sitting on a tree one morning when I heard a scream emanate from underneath it. Flying to the ground I see a swarm of village people coming towards the centre of the village. Flying up so I could be above the hoards, I almost fell when I saw what happened. Henrik Mikaelson lay dead on the muddy floor, four large gashes apparent on his chest - the deep wounds showed his rib bones and internal organs. My eyes began to water and I covered my mouth to stop from making any sound. I watched as Mikael made his way through the crowd and began to scream at Klaus. Elijah and Rebekah tried to stop him from hurting Klaus but Mikael screamed at them also. I wished I could do something but I must only guide and guard them, I can never interact with them. Not that that was a proper rule but it was the rule I had been set until I realised what I had really done wrong. I pretty much had to realize that changing people’s future and heavens or hells is an extremely bad thing because it can damage the plan that my Father had set in place for them. I lowered myself to the centre of the crowd where Mikael was continuing to abuse his son. I reached my hand out and placed it on his back, chanting a small verse I had managed to stop him from going any further, he stood up straight and left, going back to his hut.

That night I sat on the branch once more and pondered. I stared into the sky watching the stars overhead. I had finally come to terms with being the Mikaelson children’s guardian angel. I spoke quietly to my Father, though it felt like talking to a brick wall when I had no answer from him. I sighed,
“Please Father, help me. Give me something.”

Stretching my wings I flew to the ground and began to walk towards the Mikaelson’s hut. When I reached the door I noticed that it was slightly ajar. Pushing my way in I saw every child of the Mikaelson family slumped on the ground with blood pooling around them from their chests. I gasped, my eyes welled with tears and I prayed that this wasn’t the end for them. I just came to terms with helping them and now they’re all dead. A gasp echoed around the room and I turned to see the eldest Mikaelson sitting up in the corner of the room. Finn looked around at his brothers and sisters, he started to cry when one by one each child shot up from the floor. Mikael and Esther then walked into the room, he grabbed a dagger and slit his wrist. Grabbing the back of Rebekah’s head be held his bloodied wrist to her mouth. I stood shocked as she began to groan and drink from him, he did the same with each child.

I stayed as Esther explained their new lives, they had been turned into vampires, the first of their species. Immortals, doomed to live for rest of time, an unnatural blood lust would consume them forever and they had to feed from humans in order to live. They also could not go in the sunlight otherwise they would burn to death, they would become nothing but ashes. I wept for them that night. These children had so much to live for and now they are all cursed. I was now cursed also, I had to follow them for the rest of time, I had to protect them from the evils of the world, I was stuck on Earth indefinitely.

Days passed and the children’s mother gave them a ring that allowed them to walk in the day like normal people but they could no longer enter the homes of the once welcoming villagers, they had to be given permission to enter them. One fateful day Klaus made a kill, his first kill, but in a sick turn of events he began to change, his body broke and his face contorted. It was at this moment that I realised he was part werewolf. His father was enraged by this, Klaus was not his son and he was now a hybrid. With the help of Esther, Mikael managed to block out Klaus’s werewolf side with a curse. Thus also the birth of the doppelgänger.

Many days later Klaus killed his mother and Mikael set out to destroy each of his children. The Mikaelsons mostly scattered, though Elijah, Klaus and Rebekah decided to stay together forever and always. I also promised them I would protect them all forever and always, though it was more of a promise to myself as they couldn’t hear or see me. I felt that I should leave it that way.

Centuries passed, betrayal upon betrayal happened and coffins were built. I tried to help each Mikaelson but their own actions could not be changed. Over the years I watched the loves and losses of each child, I watched them cry and laugh, but most importantly I watched them grow. I watched Elijah and Klaus become handsome more and more each day and young Rebekah become beautiful. I watched Finn and Kol as they lay decimated in boxes for years upon years. Over the years I found myself drawn to the second oldest Mikaelson, I was captured by Elijah’s dedication and nobility, his way of caring and helping his siblings and of course his charming features. It hurt whenever he fell in love, the amount of love he had for them was truly amazing and I longed for those same feelings to be given to me but I never showed myself to him, to any of them.

After a millennia of watching, caring and guarding the Mikaelson children I had finally reached the moment I had been waiting for. The day that all of them were back together again, and though I new it wouldn’t last long I cherished this moment. Their mother was also back and they had been persuaded into hosting a very famous Mikaelson Ball. Nearly the whole town of Mystic Falls were invited and they all showed up. Out of the corner of my eye I watched as a familiar face walked through the doors, the doppelgänger, this time her name was Elena Gilbert. She looked exactly like the rest of them before her, stunning. I wondered if Elijah and Klaus would fall for this one also, but that thought was short lived when she was approached by two young men. I walked closer to them so that I could see their faces, oh, I thought, these are the Salvatore brothers. The ones that fell for Katherine over a century and a half ago.

A glass being tapped lightly brought my attention to the stairs, all the Mikaelsons were standing together with their mother not too far off. Elijah began a small speech and everyone clapped when he had finished, he asked everyone to enter the ballroom for the first dance of the night. I watched as Esther climbed back up the stairs instead of joining in the festivities. Curious I flew up to the top floor and followed her to the furthest room in the house. I watched as she began to set up for what looked like a spell, a large piece of parchment lay in front of her each of the Mikaelson children’s names were inscribed in Viking runes upon it. A small time passed when the doppelgänger entered the room escorted by Finn, Esther seemed pleased with her appearance and welcomed her warmly. I never liked Esther she made the Mikaelsons what they are and then wanted then killed. But it was what she said next that shocked me the most.

“I wish to bind my children with your blood and kill them all, Finn will be the sacrifice and they will all die. At first Elena was speechless, I was also, then Elena agreed to it, she said she would help get rid of them. Anger filled me, there was no way I was going to let this happen. I had spent to long with these children and they were not going to die like this. Finn, I could care less about now, if he wished to die then I would let that happen. He could go to hell, he would get along nicely with my brother down there.

The ritual was about to take place, Finn was ready to be sacrificed and Esther was currently channeling energy from the place that she was killed. I flew overhead as the Mikaelsons and Salvatores headed towards her. I knew that I would have to get involved but I was torn because I would break my rule about not being visible. They reached their destination and began to battle it out against her, the group didn’t get very far because of the sheer amount of power that Esther had.

The battle seemed lost when the group all lay on the ground in agony. I knew then what my decision was, I was sent here to guard and protect the Mikaelson children and that is what I had to do, even if it was against their own mother. Flying to the ground I positioned myself in front of the injured vampires and stood tall. Finally I made myself visible, for the first time in history someone was going to see me, the Angel (y/n). Standing my ground I looked towards Esther she seemed shocked that I came from nowhere. My true form took my vessels place and bright light shine around the open plain. My voice shook the ground around me as I spoke, "Esther, you have gone against the ways of the Earth and Heaven. You are no longer fit to walk this plain, by the grace of my Father you are hereby banished from the realm of Earth and all your power is to be stripped from you.”

My true form diminished into my vessel and with one snap of my fingers she was dead, her body collapsed to the ground. Finn ran to her side but the deed was done. She was gone from Earth, hopefully for good. My wings were still visible to the others that now surrounded me, I folded them back in towards my body and they vanished from sight. I looked around to see the group staring at me, I laughed slightly at their attempt to intimidate me. The eldest Salvatore spoke up first, his voice sarcastic,

“Should we praise you now oh graceful one, for you banished our foes.” I cocked my head to one side,

“There is no need to thank me, I was protecting the Mikaelsons as I have done for over one thousand years, you are lucky I have spared you.”

“If you have protected us for this long how come we are only seeing you now?” the youngest Mikaelson questioned.

“I am here because you all would have died and then I would simply be a messenger once more. All this questioning and none of you have asked who I am as of yet.”

“That is because we are trying to figure out what you are sweetheart.”

“My dear Niklaus, I can tell you but you will not believe me.”

“We’ve seen plenty of strange creature throughout our lives, I assure you that you will not shock us.”

“Rebekah love, I must say that you really have grown into a beautiful woman. But if you insist, I am (y/n), guardian of the Mikaelson children and controller of the elements, I am an angel of the Lord.”

The shocked faces that now surrounded me made me laugh. That was until I remembered that I would have to wipe their memories and become 'invisible’ once more. My face dropped into a sad smile and a tear slid down my cheek. A large hand placed itself on my shoulder and I looked up to see that handsome face I had grown to love.

“My dear, why are you so sad to have told us what you are?”

“Because I must remove this memory from you and become invisible to you once again Elijah.”

“Oh but you can’t, you have been alone for so long, you can’t leave us now!” The blonde original yelled, a small tear running down her face. She ran to me and wrapped her arms around me. I was shocked, it never crossed my mind that they would care for me even though they had never met me until now. I loved each of the Mikaelson children and it was apparent that they loved me, somewhat, too. My heart ached at the thought of leaving them.

“I-I guess I can stay for a little while, maybe you can get to know me some as I know everything about you,” I smiled as I looked at the girls face, “I also need to for shopping, I’m sure you can help me with that.” The blonde vampire squealed and squeezed me tight in a hug.

“Rebekah, love, don’t kill the poor girl.” I looked over to Klaus and smiled. It was at that moment that I realised that they really did care for me. Rebekah let go and ran to her brothers side. I knew then that I had to stay with them, they were family to me and I couldn’t just leave them.

A few months passed and I had stayed with the Mikaelsons, they welcomed me freely into their home and cared for me as family, all except one, Elijah. The now oldest Mikaelson seemed to detest my presence and always left the room when I entered or glared at me when I spoke. Each time it happened it felt like a blow to my heart. The only Earth creature I had ever truly loved hated me, with such a burning passion that it felt as if I was on fire myself.

I entered the kitchen one morning to find Rebekah, Klaus and Elijah there, I greeted him good morning cheerfully but he just glared at me and left the room. I sighed once again hurt by his utter disgust for me.

“You should go talk to him you know,” Klaus stated.

“I agree with my brother, talk to him or you will be miserable forever. Especially when you love him so much.”

“Rebekah! I do not love Eli-”

“Of course you do love, it’s so obvious it pains me to see you hurt,” Klaus cut it, I sighed again.

“Fine. I’ll talk to him.”

With that I exited the kitchen and wandered up the stairs to try and find Elijah. I reached his room and knocked gently on the door. A faint come in could’ve heard from the other side. Opening the door I entered the room,

“Look Elijah, I get that you hate me and so if you wish for me to leave your family alone and go back to just watching I will.” A tear slipped down my cheek at the thought of leaving them but I lifted my head back up, “actually no. If you wish to hate me, so be it. I love your siblings, they are my family and I will never let them go.”

“They are not your family, they are mine. You are just in the way, you must leave. I will not tell you again.”



“No. I will stay, I love them and you will not get in the way of that.”

“You are so infuriating! They do not want you here! They are just feeling bad for you because you’ve been alone for so long, they don’t actually care for you at all.”

“How the mighty fall Elijah, I thought you were noble! I fell in love with you a thousand years ago because of those exact traits but now I see that you are a hateful and childish coward!”

In a flash I was pressed against a wall, Elijah’s hands on either side of my head, his body trapping mine against the wall and a terrifying look on his face.

“Look Elijah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it, I’ll leave. I swear you ha-,” warm lips pressed against mine stopped that sentence. A passion I have never known flowed through his lips to mine. When I realised what was really happening I linked my arms around his neck as his gripped my head and hip. He pushed me further against the wall as his body became flush with mine. His tongue swiped against my bottom lip asking for entrance. Granting him that our tongues fought for dominance and of course he won.

Pulling away from our foreheads rested against each others. I looked up at him, bringing my hand around to his face I slapped him, hard.

“You dick! You can’t just say you hate me and want me to leave and the kiss me! What in my Fathers name do you think you’re doing?”

“(Y/N), I am so sorry for the pain and hurt I have caused you. I never intended to bring you such harm, I regret all of it. I in fact feel the opposite way for you than how I have been acting. I love you so much and understand if you do not accept the apology I have given you.”

“I hate you so much,” his eyes flashed with hurt but I smiled, “I just love you more. Come here you idiot.” I laughed and grabbed his face kissing him once more. When we pulled away again for breath I kissed his cheek.

“I love you (y/n), always and forever.”

“I’ll love you always and forever Elijah.”


The end! Sorry it’s been so long, I’ve been sick and catching up with school work and shit so yeah. Hope you like it. Sorry the format is different, I did this on my phone so it’s a bit odd.

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I Can’t Wait to Hear You Scream PT. 30

Summary: How are you gonna handle your newfound power?


“Recognizing power in another does not diminish your own.”

- Joss Whedon

Negan whistled loudly to grab Simon’s attention.
He began walking over at Negan’s command.

“Really, Negan?” You moaned in protest.

“Darlin’, I’m not just gonna turn you lose on this fuckin’ place. You’ll have Simon for help.” He said stopping you before you could complain any further.

“Fine.” You said with a wave of your hand.

“Yeah boss?” Simon said as he approached the both of you further.

“Simon. I’m leaving the fuckin’ place in your and (Y/N)’s hands for the day. Help her if she fuckin’ needs it.” Negan ordered, looking at him firmly.

Simon raised an eyebrow as he glanced to you, but didn’t say anything further to Negan about why he was giving you the keys to the fucking city for a while.

“Sure thing.” Simon said back with a nod.

“Good, you kids play fuckin’ nice.” Negan said with a chuckle as he winked at you and turned around to head out with the other men.

You turned to Simon and and he cut his eyes to you, you couldn’t stand the awkward silence that was growing and you weren’t going to spend the rest of the day like this.

“Look, just stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours.” You said plainly.

He squinted and shook his head fast, “Hell no. I might be pissed at you because of that mess yesterday, but no way am I leaving this whole place in your hands.”

“But Negan left me in charge.” You cut in.

“No, maybe you’re too stupid to understand it, but I’m still in charge here if you do something stupid. He’s doing this to keep you busy, nothing more.” Simon rolled his eyes

“Fuck you, Simon.” You growled.

He ran a hand through his hard before throwing it back to his side, “We can fucking agree to disagree, but can we please just try to get along for the day? I’m not going to argue with you.”

You put your hands up, “Fine. What do we do first?”

“Well, Negan usually makes his rounds at the beginning of the day. He makes sure everyone is doing what their supposed to.” Simon said and you both started to head of back towards the building.

“Okay, what if someone isn’t doing what they are supposed to?” You asked.

“Easy, you get 10 points taken away from your daily work.”

“And if someone’s breaking a rule?” You asked, biting your lip.

Simon raised and eyebrow back at you before opening the door to the main building, “If it happens, I guess you get to use the iron.”

Your eyes widened as he said that, after watching Negan burn half of Vernon’s face off, you didn’t know how easy it would be to do to someone. You didn’t feel bad watching it happen to Vernon, but doing it to someone who hadn’t harmed you would be something different and you weren’t sure if you were ready for that. But you didn’t say that to Simon, you just nodded and headed into the building behind him.
The whole sanctuary was gathered around in the room where most of the ironing took play, you stood above everyone on the balcony where you had stood before.

You stood back while Simon walked up to the railing, placing his hands on it, “Listen up, Negan is gone for the day, but that doesn’t mean that work is gonna stop around here and you all know that. He’s left (Y/N) and I in charge today.”

Everyone stared at the both of you, listening closely to what was being said, almost looking a little relieved that Negan wouldn’t be keeping such a close eye on them for the day, but the relief was quickly shot down by Simon.

“Nothing changes just because he’s not here. You do your work and you get your points, and if you break a rule, that will also be dealt with in the usual way. So, clear out and go do your damn jobs.” He said in a smug tone.

Everyone did as he said and began to clear out of the room, eager to not receive a punishment from either of you.
You smirked to yourself as you saw them obeying your orders.
You were beginning to understand why Negan liked his power so much, having respect from so many people and being feared, it was a satisfying feeling.

Most of the day was spent walking around to keep a checkup on things and so far everyone was doing what they were supposed to do, and no one really dared to give you or Simon any trouble about anything.
Once everything was in order, you both made your way to there rec room cleaning a few guns.

“They let you out of your cage?” You asked as you sat down at the table with her.

She nodded, “Yeah, the doctor finally let me go today. He said I was well enough to get out and do things.”

“It’s about fucking time. I need my poker buddy back.” Simon cut in as he sat at the table with a bottle of liquor in his hand and a glass.

“You’re already drinkin?” You said, raising an eyebrow.

“I’ve done my job for the day. Besides, this place it quiet.” He said as he poured himself a glass.

“Speaking of poker.” Arat said as she began putting the guns into a nearby box that she had with her.

She pulled out a deck of playing cards, “Who’s in?”

“Deal me in.” Simon said taking a sip.

She pointed to you and raised an eyebrow.

“No thanks. It’s never been my game, I like blackjack.” You said with a smirk.

“Lucky for you, money isn’t a problem anymore.” Simon said.

You shrugged, “Then what the hell do you play for?”

“Bullets.” Arat said, pulling out a small ammo box where the gun she had were.

“That’s as valuable as money.” You said, shaking your head.

“Alright, alright.” Simon laughed as Arat began to deal the cards between herself and Simon.

You watched for a while as they played back and forth as they mad their bets of 9mm bullets. You shook your head the whole time.
You needed your ammo for yourself and there was no way you were going to put any of it on the line to get taken, but aside from that it was a fun time just being able to sit around and have an actual conversation with the two of them and have some fun instead of being all business all the time.

The fun did last for long though, Dwight came busting through the door moments later and you all turned to see him standing there impatiently.

“Negan is back and we’ve got some company.” He said.

You all stood up curiously looking around to eachother before exiting the building.
When you walked out here was a line of people on their knees as everyone was gathered around them, Negan was pacing back and forth between the row of people.
You made you way over time him and he stopped as he saw you approaching.

“What’s going on?” You asked.

“The fuckin’ usual, made a deal with some newcomers.” He smirked as he looked back to you.

You looked at him suspiciously, he looked like he had more on his mind than he let on.

‘Then why are they all down on their knees?“ You asked.

"Because they’re gonna be your responsibility, darlin’. Now they fuckin’ know I’m in charge, but you’re gonna be the one showing them the fuckin’ ropes.” He said, licking his lips in a wicked way.

Your eyes widened, “Why me?”

He scoffed, “Because you know I like to watch you fuckin’ work, babydoll. Now I’m gonna step back and let you fuckin’ introduce yourself. Make me fuckin’ proud, darlin’.” He gave you a wink and stepped back, leaving you in front of the 3 people he had brought here.

You took in a deep breathe and looked at them all kneeled before you.
Anytime one of them made eye contact, they managed to drop their gaze quickly.
You decided to shake off whatever nervousness you felt and go through with it, you didn’t wanna make yourself on Negan look bad.

“Well, I see you’ve all met my husband. My name is (Y/N).” You said in the best serious tone you could muster.

You then began to pace back and forth between the people, looking down at them to try to figure them out.
There were two men and one female, and you automatically felt your eyes begin to roll as you saw the female.
You then went to the end of the line.

“It’s a good time for us to get to know eachother.” You said pointing to the first man, “What’s your name?”

He looked up to you, he was dark-haired and had a beard.

“David.” He said softly.

You nodded and moved to the next person, a red-haired female. You pointed to her.

She glared back up at you, “Katherine”

You saw the look in her eye as she glared back up at you and if you were gonna be in charge of these people, you weren’t gonna be take their bullshit. You immediately pulled your gun on her, and her glare suddenly turned into an expression of regret.

“Well, I don’t like the way you’re looking at me, Katherine. Try not to do that anymore, huh?” You said to her bluntly.

She nodded back quickly, and dropped her gaze from you.

Before you even made it to the last man to ask his name he was already very eager to comply.

“Ben.” He said in a nervous tone. He was also dark-haired and looked like he couldn’t be more than 18.

You backed off of them a little bit and glanced back to Negan.
He was standing there with a grin on his face as he held Lucille and gave you a Nov of approval.

“I don’t know what my husband told you about me, but since he’s putting me in charge of you three, then I’ll go ahead and say this; Do what I say. Don’t try to cross me and everything will be fine. But try and fuck me over, and I won’t hesitate to blow yours brains out.” You said as you looked over each of them instensly.

It wasn’t that you were trying to be a badass, but you meant what you said. You had been fucked over to many times by people and you weren’t in the mood for anymore stab wounds or other injuries.
And if Negan was trusting you enough to put you in charge of these people you weren’t gonna a take the situation lightly.

“Are we clear?” You asked.

The all looked back to you with a nod.

“Well that was fuckin’ fun.” Negan cut in as he came walking back up to you.

You gave him a smirk as he swung an arm over your shoulder, “You fuckin’ heard her people, do what she says and it’ll be smooth fuckin’ sailing. Because she’s got my permission to shoot you the fuck down if you don’t.”

He gave a whistle to Dwight and he quickly came over to the both of you, “Dwighty boy, show these people where the fuck they’ll sleep.”

Dwight got the three on their feet and began to walk them out when Negan held out Lucille to stop them and pointed to the red head, “You fuckin’ sure you don’t wanna be a wife, darlin’?” He smiled.

She shuddered and shook her head, “The answer is still no.”

You felt your blood boiling again.

Negan sucked his teeth, “Well that’s too fuckin’ bad. Oh well, get the fuck out.”

They continued behind Dwight without another word.

“What a damn shame. She was cute.” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes, “Can’t say I feel bad for you.”

He leaned down and placed an arm on you again, “C'mon babydoll, fuckin’ lighten up.”

“Look, I’m dealing with it. I don’t have to like it, so stop trying to make me like it.” You hissed in a low tone.

He grunted in anger, “You don’t have to fuckin’ like anything, darlin’. Now, let’s go inside.”

You headed back inside with him. He led you back into the rec room where he took a seat at the table looking over the cards that were being played and grabbed the bottle of whiskey.
You sat down beside him.

“I’ve been thinking.” He said as he took a drink.

“What?” You asked, looking to him.

“Alexandria. I mean, Rick and hisnfuckin’ group should have some fuckin’ punishment for what happened shouldn’t they?” He said as he cut his eyes to you.

“Well, they didn’t know, Negan. What did you have in mind?”

“Don’t fuckin’ know yet, killing them doesn’t seem to fuckin’ work.” He ran a hand over his face.

You both looked at eachother for a moment, locked in a gaze.
He was so goddamn handsome that it was unreal, you took in a breathe and looked away from him.

“Get up, play some fuckin’ 8 ball with me, baby.” He said in a deep tone and he lifted himself out of the chair.

You nodded back with a smile as you followed him over to the pool table that sat in the middle of the room.



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The Day After

Jensen stumbled on set with a cup of coffee in his hand, he felt like he had barely left. Maybe because he hadn’t and not only because shooting had run late last night. A small smirk past Jensen lips of the memory of last night.

“Everyone ready?” Bob called out and Y/N did a finally check on Jared and Jensen’s hair. Jensen gave her a kiss his wife, who was also him and Jared’s hair and makeup artist, a kiss on the cheek before letting her step back behind the cameras.

Jensen took his place in front of Dean’s bed and Jared took his by the door to the room, when a frown slide across Jensen’s face. A pair of laces pink panties were peeking out from under the bed and Jensen bend over picking them up with two fingers.

“Guys I know Dean is a ladies man, but in the Bunker? Really?” Jensen looked over to see the set designers as well as Bob staring at each other, with confusion written all over their faces.

“You didn’t?” Jensen frowned at them still holding the panties with two fingers and his mind and eyes went to Jared. “Very funny dude.”

Jared instantly held up his hands in defence, “I didn’t do anything this time.”

“Oh for the love of…” Y/N ran out from behind the cameras and grabbed the panties from her husband’s hand replacing them with his cup of coffee. “They are mine you idiot! You took them off last night. Drink your coffee.” She scolded before she practically ran from set, leaving a gobsmacked Jensen and a laughing Jared and crew behind.

“I my defense it was dark,” Jensen muttered into his cup.

“In her defense you are still an idiot. Remember a blanket tonight. I hear the dog house is cold this time a year,” Jared laughed and placed a friendly slap to Jensen shoulder.

Jensen didn’t react he was too busy trying to come up with ways he could make this up to her. Maybe he could suffer through those dance lessons, she had been yammering about….  

Submitted by @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester and thanks to @percywinchester27 for chosing I should write Jensen when Sana couldn’t ;)

I had so much fun writing this one. Seriously. Fluffy Loki is the best Loki. Thank you to jeffersonstarshiips for this request - apologies for taking so long. I have the attention span of a baby rabbit. I feel kind of guilty about writing Pietro as this much of a bad guy but then I read the last line and forget about it. Enjoy, not just the story but also that gif, my darlings, because my Gods. Look at that lil’ face :3

Prompt:  Reader gets hired by Bruce and Tony to help them out with stuff. While working she falls her Pietro, but their relationship ends horribly. Loki her friend/ex finds out and comforts her while unleashing hell. loki fluff plz 

“No Apology Necessary” (Part 1)

“Morning!” You called out cheerily as you walked into the lab. To passers-by, the room would look empty but you had worked there long enough to know better.
“(Y/n)!” Tony shouted as his head appeared from behind a countertop. Bruce was nowhere to be seen.
“Yes, hello? What are you doing down there?” You chuckled, dropping your backpack by your desk.
“Duck!” He cried and you followed orders, just in time to see a machine fly over your head. It looked like a metal snail shell with two jet boosters either side. The boosters moved in order to propel the gadget through the air and you quickly realised they were moving again, propelling it towards you.

Leaping forward, you narrowly avoided the machine. Tony reached out and grabbed your hands, pulling you into his hiding spot.
“I’d thank you for that but I’ve got a feeling this is your fault.” You panted and Tony chuckled.
“Bruce wasn’t here.”
“Evidently.” Peering above the countertop, you watched the contraption search the other side of the room slowly. As you watched the device lazily float around, Loki appeared in the doorway. Thor had brought him down to Earth to try and earn the pardon of its defenders last year and you were one of the first to forgive him so you’d managed to build a strong relationship. Often he’d come down to the lab to visit you and this was one of those days.

“Loki!” You hissed, gesturing for him to move. His head whirled around to the sound of your voice and he smirked when he saw you hiding.
“Am I that bad company?” He chuckled, stepping fully into the room. Almost immediately the snail-bot hummed and turned to face him. Bolting out of your hiding spot, you threw yourself at Loki and pinned him to the floor as the machine sailed over you.
“Idiot.” You snapped and Loki smirked. The trickster God was lying flat against the floor and you were sprawled over him, hands pinning his arms out.
“Hissing my name isn’t a warning, you know.” He smiled, neither of you moving.
“It’s not my fault your brain didn’t engage. Why did you think I was hiding?” You mirrored his expression smugly. However, before Loki could reply, you were interrupted.

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COMMENTS; So this is part of the tumblr “BuckyNat Smut-a-thon” which is taking part across tumblr from the 6-12 of July. I’m going to be doing this all week which means prepare yourselves BuckyNat fans because there’s a storm coming. Literally. 
I hope you enjoy it and feel free to request here!
 sexual scenes

“Nat- didn’t you hear?” The red-head looked up from her tablet, an eyebrow raising as her best-friend spoke. She’d been happily minding her own business until Clint had come ambling into the lounge area, looking sombre. The marksman looked surprised to see Natasha sat there, legs drawn to her chest and tablet balanced in her nimble hands. Clint just frowned before continuing, catching Natasha’s confused look. “It’s James- he’s been assigned the job to Russia.”

He watched as her facial expression fell, her eyes darkening as the words processed in her brain. He was going to Russia? He was going away? Without telling her? Clint’s face contorted as an angry look rose in his friends eye, and his mouth fell open as he saw the emotions play clearly across her face. He knew that there was something going on between Natasha Romanoff and Bucky Barnes, but he’d never quite seen it.

Until now.

“Excuse me.” Natasha said stonily, and Clint made no time in stepping backwards and letting the fiery Russian assassin past. A slightly exsasperated look was burned onto his face as he noticed the deadly look on her face. With clenched fists and a set jaw, Natasha went stalking through the door and through to the corridor, where she went in search of the familiar man with the metal arm.

Clint watched her go and let out a low whistle. “Someone’s going to get a mouthful.”

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Derek Hale X Reader. Ft. Peter Hale
Imagine: Getting up to make breakfast for Derek while he sleeps. Peter flirts with you and Derek gets possessive.

Derek was still asleep with his legs all tangled in the bed sheets. Since she was already awake, she decided to get up to freshen up for the day, instead of lazily lying in bed. Feeling extra nice, she decided to make breakfast for him. She could imagine the smile on his face when he wakes up to a breakfast in bed. Her fingers combed her hair back and tied it into a ponytail. So she doesn’t disturb his sleep, she quietly sauntered over to the kitchen in her bra and boyshorts.

She was in a great mood, so she plugged in her ipod for a morning jam session. She quietly prepped ingredients for the breakfast feast, her head nodding along with the music. She took out the package of bacon and grabbed a couple of eggs. She also took out a couple slices of bread, but left it aside to toast it last. Familiar with the kitchen like it was her own, she carefully grabbed the pan from the dishwasher and placed it on the stove. Her hips swayed from side to side to the beat of the music as she whisked the eggs in a bowl. Her lips mouth the lyrics to the song as she sprinkled on salt and pepper for the whipped eggs. First, she turned on the stove and neatly placed the bacon on the warming pan.

Once the pan is hot enough, the bacon sizzled as it fries in it’s own fat. Her feet lightly danced to the rhythm of the song. Once the bacon was cooked to a crisp, she transferred the delicious smelling bacon onto a plate. Using the bacon’s oil, she poured the eggs into the pan to cook. She twirled and rolled her body with the spatula in her hand, using the spatula as a microphone.

Immersed in the music and cooking, she didn’t realized Peter had came back to the loft. He walked out of the lift and was about to walk up the stairs, when he caught an unfamiliar girl, dancing and silently singing in the kitchen. Confused but intrigued, he slowly approached her. His eyes scanned her scantily dressed body and was quite amused. He was completely impressed at the fact that she hasn’t noticed his presence. He leaned against the pillar with his arms crossed, watching her continue her performance until she noticed him.

Once the scramble eggs were done cooking, she poured them onto the same plate. She popped the slices of bread in the toaster and switched it on. Since she was done cooking, she placed the hot pan into the sink. She stood in admiration of the feast with a bright smile. So before the food would get cold, she switched off her ipod and pulled the earbuds out of her ears. She walked around the kitchen island, but caught movement in the corner of her eyes as she was about to wake Derek up. She turned to look and screamed, startled by the sudden appearance of an unknown man leaning against the pillar.

Derek’s body jolted up from the scream and ran straight to her in his boxers. “What happen?” He shouted in a panic. “Relax, Derek. It’s me.” Peter rolled his eyes at his nephew’s dramatic rescue. “Oh… you’re back.” Derek’s panic demeanor turned into a calmer demeanor. “Who’s that?” She hid behind him and peeked over his shoulder. “That’s Peter. He’s my uncle.” Derek rolled his eyes back at Peter.

“Your little cupcake is quite the dancer.” Peter smugly smirked and sent her a wink, in which she grimaced in response. Derek glared and hissed at him for the flirtatious remark. “Her name is (y/n).” Derek said. Peter could hear the hint of his warning in the tone of Derek’s voice, but it didn’t bother him. She nervously glanced between the two men, feeling the tension between them. “Well, she’s cute. You should bring her around more often.” Peter said, provoking his nephew. “Don’t talk to her or look at her.” Derek sternly demanded.

Peter scoffed, clearly entertained by the situation. “What? Do you have a soft spot for her or something?” Peter carelessly jabbed at his nephew. Derek lowly growled at his uncle under his glaring eyes. Peter’s eyes widen in amusement, a taunting smile curled on his lips. “So you do have a soft spot for her.” He chuckled, not even attempting to hide his smug smirk as he nonchalantly walked up the stairs. “Oh! By the way, sweetheart, you might catch a cold if you don’t put some clothes on.” Peter shouted over the stair rails.

Confused by Peter’s statement, Derek glanced back at her and realized she was just in her bra and undies. “Jesus! You’re naked!” He exclaimed and wrapped his arms around to hide her body from Peter. She squealed softly from his arms tightly wrapped around her. He hurriedly carried her over to the closet so she could get dressed, before Peter walked back down. “Derek! It’s fine!” She giggled at his possessive behavior as he stood guard in front of her. She picked a random t-shirt and pulled it over her head. “No it’s not! He saw you naked!” He sourly grumbled with his arms folded over his chest. “I’m not fully naked, don’t be silly.” She lightly tapped his shoulder once she was dressed. He stepped aside and gently held her shoulders. “Well you can’t walk around half naked anymore, especially since he’s back.” He said. “Fine, I won’t. Now let’s go eat before the food gets cold.” She tugged at his arm towards the kitchen.

“Now, we’re aware of the fact that you and Y/N are probably the happiest couple on earth.”

“I can confirm that.” Harry grinned, his smile lighting up his face as he continued to listen to the interviewer, suddenly interested at the mention of your name. 

“Also, congratulations on the engagement! You proposed last week, right?” 

“Yep! I proposed on her birthday! It was like, when she had closed her eyes t’ make a wish.. and when she opened her eyes I was down on one knee holding a ring.” 

“That’s so sweet!” The interviewer gushed, Harry’s cheeks reddening as the audience cooed in adoration. “How did you know? Like, how long did it take for you to realize you wanted to spend the rest of your life with Y/N?” 

“Oh, I mean, like.. two seconds, honestly. ‘M not sure how to describe it, but you jus’ know when you know.. and I knew it with her.”


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Quicksilver imagine: 

“Y/n I warn you, these are the two worse cases I’ve seen beside y’know” Clint stopped looking at you as if the last words wouldn’t leave his mouth. “Since mine?” you asked watching a slight tinge of guilt appearing on his face before slowly nodding.  “Opening the first door you found a girl not much older than you eyeing the blocks as they began to gently levitate, she spotted you and did not react. As this was an easy ability of yours you sat down in front of her and began to also move the blocks in ways she couldn’t until she spoke first. “Why can’t I read your mind, I can read everyone’s mind but yours, it’s blocked, it hurts me.” She whispered the end part. “I have the powers you possess and I know how to control them so they won’t work on me. I came here to see you and more importantly your brother, your powers are easy to control yet hard to master, yet his he doesn’t know what’s going on.  I needed to make sure you were okay before I go see your brother, Clint, you met him, he will be with you throughout this and I will be helping your brother but I need your permission for both, do you give me it?” you ask and she nods sincerely. Flashing her a weak smile, you get up off of the floor and walk over to her brother’s cell door.  “Pietro, im here to help, you need to trust me okay? Listen take a really deep breath and focus, focus on one object and breathe okay?”  You state watching his eyes fall and stick to the bed.  Slowly, eventually he began to stop fitting and racing and slowed down until he was at a complete stop. Immediately after he calmed down he ran up to you, at first you were scared but what he did shocked you, he hugged you. He engulfed you into his arms mumbling 100 thanks you’s into your ear. Backing away he ran a hand through his gorgeous blonde hair that you only began to notice. It wasn’t only his hair that was cute too. “You’re beautiful” he blurted immediately regretting it. “Sorry my brain isn’t really in sync right now. I mean you are but, dammit” he mumbled. “Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself.” You chuckled as he winked. “Wait, who even are you?” he Questioned.

It makes so much sense now why Lydia’s face in this gif is full of surprise and shock. After watching last week’s episode where Lydia told Stiles to leave, it shows how surprised Lydia is to see his face again, even after telling him to leave he didn’t listen and you can tell that as much as her face shows shock and surprise it also shows a hint of relief, relief that Stiles didn’t leave her, relief that he came back for her. And if that doesn’t show Lydia just how much she means to Stiles, and just how much his willing to sacrifice and do for her than I don’t know what will. I hope after this Lydia realizes that the guy that will love her endlessly is Stiles.