because one of the gifs is horrible

Okay. So I’ve been stiring on this for a while so I finally decided to take a really good look at what’s actually happening.

I’d like to start off by saying that Steve was pretty much a dick the entire film. I mean I get that he didn’t want to sign the accords but the way he went about it was just so completely wrong. Thing is I completely agree with Tony because he had it right because he knew what was going on. I mean, out of the two of them who actually knows the politics of the 21st century and has worked these sorts of things for decades? Tony.

Tony knew, as soon as the Sokovia Accords were made that he had to sign on. It wasn’t about guilt, although that was part of it. It was about the fact that if they didn’t do it now, it would be much worse later and or done to them and he knew that. (He actually says this in the film.) He also knew that the only way to have ammendments was to prove he was willing to cooperate. As with any new law and it’s affected parties.

Tony knew they needed oversight. Everything has some sort of chain of command. Military. Police. Business. Etc. And Tony knew the value of having that chain.

Steve Rogers on the other hand, doesn’t seem to understand the necessity. Need I remind you that he repeatedly went against that chain and was rewarded for it? Sure, he saved a bunch of people when he went to get Bucky, but that’s not the point. He ignored the chain and there could have been dire consequences (as we see in the future after S.H.I.E.L.D fell)

Another thing. He went after Bucky. Only Bucky. Noone else. It was pure chance that he let those guys out first, but they were used as a distraction so he could get to his main goal. Bucky. We see time and time again that Steve gets tunnel vision when it comes to Bucky.

And in Civil War it escalates to the point where he’s injuring and getting innocent people killed for Bucky. Only Bucky. When it comes to Bucky, everyone and everything else is inconsequential and unimportant as long as Bucky is fine.

Steve did not read the Accords. Fact. He left for Peggy’s funeral while he was skimming. Even if he did read it all, there is no possible way (and Tony Stark would bet his fortune on it) that he understood all of it enough to make an informed opinion. Laws use a lot of big words. Big words that would have been invented in the 70 years Cap was gone. So no, Steve didn’t actually know what the Accords were about.

He probably had no idea what the UN was either. Did you see his notebook in CAWS? Pop culture. 7 decades worth of world history? No, Moon landing, that’s it. Politics? Nope. New laws or government organizations (like the UN)? Nada. I think it’s safe to say that Steve wasn’t really caught up if pop culture is the sort of thing he’s catching up on.

Steve had made his mind up already. And he can’t use the Bucky excuse because by then Bucky wasn’t in the picture yet. Steve never gave a thought to the Accords and then Bucky fueled that fire and made him stubborn to a point beyond stupidity.

So, to sum up here. Tony knew that the Accords were going to happen no matter what and was willing to help make ammendments to suit everyone affected by the law. Steve went “Fuck you, I know better that 117 countries” and got a lot of people hurt and or killed.

Here’s another kicker. Tony convinced Steve to sign the Accords. He was literally about to and then Wanda was brought up, which is another thing.

Okay, a) why the fuck is she an Avenger? She was a HYDRA agent. A willing one, might I add. She and her brother volunteered to be experimented on and then work for them. She was the cause of Ultron.

She did mess with his head, and arguably, because it probably was, it was worse for him. He was alone. He didn’t know she was there, then suddenly he’s shown his worst fears mingled with a shit tonn of major PTSD triggers. He probably didn’t even know Wanda gave him the vision. He has PTSD, he’s probably used to attacks where he sees things.

I mean seriously, Tony has made AI’S before and none of them went bad. (DUM-E, U, JARVIS, then FRIDAY) They (Bruce & Tony) even say in AOU “We’re not even close to an interface yet” which means something jumped the mind stone to hijack the incomplete program.

Then you’ve got to think, an AI is made, with incomplete programming and whatever the mind stone did, and then was instantly thrust into the Internet. No wonder he wanted to kill everything. Information overload much, then attempting to make something of it all.

She had(/has) an illogical and unreasonable hatred for Tony Stark. Sure, the bomb thing was probably traumatizing, but she’s like ~23 now. That’s over a decade since it happened and you’ve got to think, why didn’t the bomb go off?

Stark weapons were brilliant. Top of the line never failing basically. So. Two bombs are dropped, and from the sounds of it, there was no explosion or if there was it was really small. Otherwise how could they be so close to her parents without dying too?

So, this leaves two possibilities. First, was the bomb actually Stark tech? Her home was war torn at the time. I’m sure some sides would like to intimidate their enemies with the idea they have Stark weapons. OR, the bomb was never armed. Again, war torn country. It’s entirely possible the plane carrying it was shot down.

So, unreasonable and illogical. If someone stabs you, who do you blame? The knife, the manufacturer/designer of the knife, or the person who stabbed you? The third one, obviously. So why was Tony Stark to blame? We’ve also got to remember Obadiah was dealing under the table.

b) She is NOT a kid, and I don’t understand why pretty much everyone thinks she is. She’s ~23. She can drink. She can vote. She can drive. She’s killed people. She became HYDRA. In what way is she a child? The way I see it she hadn’t been one in a very long time.

c) back to CW. Steve got all pissy because Tony kept Wanda in the compound (the lap of luxury need I remind you) for her own safety and the safety of those around her. It wasn’t a matter of her starting a fight. If she’d gone out and been attacked and defended herself, the situation would be made so much worse for her. Especially if someone got hurt or dead when she did so.

Now we get to the airport. Tony tries to talk. Steve is dismissive and unwilling to listen. Steve refuses to share vital information that would have helped the situation and the threat they had every reason to believe exists.

Steve starts the fight. His team doesn’t hold back like Tony’s does. They destroy a lot of property and nearly killed T'Challa and Spiderman several times. I mean, fuck you Steve, who just drops a huge heavy walkway create thing on someone who is obviously a teen? And then WALK AWAY while they struggle to hold it up. What if you had overestimated Spiderman’s strength? Congrats, you just killed a kid because once again you show no regard for anyone else besides Bucky.

He leaves his team. They probably knew even less about the situation than he did, because he knew fuck all about the Accords so I can’t imagine the bullshit Scott and Clint were told.

Then fucking Natasha. Ffs, she could have easily either disabled/sabotaged the quinjet or delayed them from leaving. But she didn’t. Then she has the nerve to tell Tony to watch his back after she betrayed him.

Also, Rhodey. Oh my god. Everyone gives Tony shit for point blank shooting Sam, but think about it. If Sam had taken the hit and turned into a glider, Rhodey would be fine. It doesn’t completely make sense, but there was a long moment where Tony was watching Rhodey fall to his death. Sam was a quick way to lash out. He also didn’t hit him that hard, just enough to knock him down.

Zoom ahead, Tony gets evidence that prove Bucky is innocent and admits he was wrong. (About what though I’m not sure, because all he wanted to do was give Bucky mental help and a fair trial but whatever. It’s not like Steve told him about the threat or anything. Because that would have been helpful.)

Clint makes a crack at Rhodey’s condition which is such a dick move. Sam then tells Tony the information he should have been given from the beginning by Mr ‘I-Dont-like-my-team-keeping-things-from-me’ Rogers. Tony heads to Siberia as a friend.

Steve gets a little arrogant cause he’s got this attitude of ‘I knew I was right the whole time and I’m glad you’ve finally seen sense’.

Then the video. This pissed me off the most I think.

You’ve just witnessed your parents brutally murdered by the person standing not 10 feet away from you. This reopens unprocessed greif and causes emotional backlash. Then you find out someone you thought of as a friend had known. Known for years. Since CAWS. And never said a thing in an environment where it would have been okay, instead of watching the murder and then being told someone close to you knew the whole time who had done it. (Again because it was Bucky. Bucky is more important than the world, remember?)

And his face. It’s so broken and betrayed. (I’d add a picture of Tumblr would let me) and he attacks, because who wouldn’t?

And then Steve does the worst possible thing he could in that situation. Fight back. When someone is having an emotional breakdown like that, you hold them until they calm down and Steve was well within his power to do so. If he’d tried he probably could have talked Tony down.

Fighting more fighting. Steve starts disabling the suit. To you can no longer fly properly. Then he proceeds to continue to be violent and make it worse and acts like it’s not a justifiable or reasonable reaction for a human to have (especially one with PTSD and a past of horrible things happening when he’s betrayed by someone close to him)

They gang up on him. Then Bucky had him pinned and is trying to rip out the Arc Reactor. Once again, PTSD. Also, need I remind you that he’s only recently had it removed from his chest. That was the only thing keeping him alive for a long time. In the state of mind he was in, he wouldn’t have remembered he no longer needed it to survive, hence blasting off his metal arm.

By this point he seems to have calmed down a bit and isn’t actively going for the kill, he’s just defending himself at this point.

He tells Cap to stay down, because he doesn’t want to fight him, and when he’s momentarily distracted Cap jumps on him and slams him to the ground. Tony barely does anything and then Steve is punching the faceplate. Then he’s smashing it with the sheild.

There’s this moment, you can kinda see it in the 3 secs of gif tumblr would let me use. There’s this moment where Steve is seriously considering decapitation. Tony sees this, is terrified and emotionally unbalanced and covers his face.

Steve slams the sheild into the reactor and leaves it there. Tony goes wide eyed with terror and let’s out a very not good sounding breath. He’s looking at Cap with such fear because he saw what Steve was about to do. Saw him stab him in the back and literally break his heart. (Kept him alive for years, remember?)

There is so much fear and Steve looks at him with no regret for what he just did and twists the sheild out of Tony’s chest and walks away.

When he drops it, his expression is like indulging a child in something stupid.

Then he leaves him there to die basically. Tony can’t fly, the suit is dead. Can’t contact anyone. The suit is dead. Noone knows where he is and T'Challa took Steve and Bucky with him when he left.

Steve Rogers beat Tony to a pulp after he witnessed something truly traumatizing and then left him to die in the middle of nowhere in an old HYDRA base.

They act like it was Tony’s fault for the Raft as well. I mean, they’re powered and dangerous and also criminals. The Raft was a bit much though, I’ll admit. But Tony didn’t put them there. He brought them in because he was following the law like everyone else on the planet should. Because he didn’t think himself above the law the Steve did. (Aka flipping the bird at 117 countries whose people say they’re scared and what someone to oversee the Avengers) and the jacket and collar on Wanda was unethical. I think the collar on its own would have been fine but wearing a straitjacket for too long is really bad for your health.

And then just to put the icing on the cake. The letter. The damn fucking letter. It’s mocking. It’s arrogant. Not once is there an apology or true regret. Other than regretting that they’re now criminals who hurt so many people that is. But mostly just the fact they have to hide when 'they did nothing wrong’. No remorse for anything. Not for Tony, defiantly not. That would be decent. Not for anyone else either.

“I know I hurt you”. That’s not an apology. There was no mention of the destruction he left behind in his quest for saving a single man, who has killed people. A lot of people. By choice or not, it was still his body. His life was not worth the loss of so many innocent lives. There was no acknowledgement of how deeply you hurt Tony. How much you damaged him.

Steve basically says. “I forgive you for being wrong and because I’m such a nice and just person when you see I’m right I’ll be here for you and all will be forgiven. Because we’re still friends/family. Even if you fucked up.”

Argh. Angry ranting at 2am. I’ve probably missed points I wanted to make but my wrists are cramping and I’m tired.

I just… I used to like Steve, but Tony a little more because he always seemed more relatable to me. (And had a more interesting backstory.) And then this movie just made me hate Cap so much. He was such a dick in it and it annoys me that the movie was obviously trying to get you to side with him. Feel free to add anything to this.

So I don’t know how small this is because I’m on mobile (I always am) but after I got that ask by @supergrumpybear I got curious about how to draw teeth like these and so this happened.

Falling in Love With Sirius Black Would Include…

  • Immediately fancying each other but being far too cocky to admit it
  • Always competing with each other for everything
  • Assuming that everyone in the room fancies the both of you
  • Constant cocky banter and flirting
  • Forever trying to get the other person to admit they think you’re hot
  • Getting carried away during arguments
  • Ending up screaming at each other over who gets the last piece of toast, while James quietly eats it in the corner
  • Clearly being crazy about each other but never admitting it because feelings are for losers
  • Throwing around horrible insults like its nothing, and then getting defensive if anyone else tries to join in
  • “You see when I call her an ugly troll she knows I’m just joking but you…you should leave her alone.”
  • Sulking when one of you steps over the line
  • Both of you being too proud to apologize for days on end and insisting everything is just fine 
  • Sitting either side of James in the common room; 
  • “James could you ask the person to the left of you if they have some spare parchment?” 
  • “James can you tell the person to the right of you that they can have some spare parchment, but only if they shove it up their ass?”
  • Being driven mad because actually you miss each other terribly 
  • Sirius finally sidling up to you late at night in the common room and sitting down next to you with a sigh
  • You mumbling a very quiet and grumpy apology 
  • Sirius putting an arm round you, pulling you close and kissing your forehead
  • “I’m sorry darling” 
  • Both of you nodding off like that in front of the fire, holding on to each other tightly
  • Sirius smirking and muttering “easy love” when you bump into him
  • Secretly enjoying it when Slytherins come up to you in the corridors and try to intimidate you because Sirius always puts his arm around you and holds you close
  • Going through a family bereavement and Sirius putting all the bravado and jokes and everything else on hold to be there for you
  • Realising how much you need him when you break down in his arms late at night
  • Sirius being driven mad when he sees some guy flirting with you and making you laugh
  • Sirius striding up to you like he’s about to punch you and just grabbing you and kissing you passionately instead
  • From that moment on being completely unable to keep your hands off eachother but still being terrible at talking about feelings
  • Broom closet make out sessions
  • Angry kisses in the middle of arguments
  • Jealousy and overprotectiveness 
  • Sirius accidentally shouting out that he loves you in the middle of an argument
  • Suddenly finding yourself kissing him and telling him you love him too 
  • Finally starting to see the real Sirius when things get scary and the war makes life more dangerous
  • Falling in love with him all over again when you see just how loyal and strong he can be for his friends
  • Finally hearing him open up about what he went through with his parents and his brother 
  • Holding him tight and realizing that the man in your arms is worth the entire world to you 


I’m really emotional right now even thinking about writing this so hopefully this all makes sense as I post this. Where do I even begin? Like holy shittebayo guys — five years ( I hit that on 6/30 ) and 9.5K followers later, I’m here and hitting this huge milestone with each and every one of you! I’m going to tell you all right now that there are no amount of words that can even begin to express how grateful I am to each one of your beautiful faces. The immense gratitude I have is unfathomable, and it is because of YOU guys that this blog stays alive! Even through the worst of times, I have seen this fandom and many others come together and be a FAMILY and support one another through its toughest of times. From the ones that have just followed me to the ones that have followed me from the very first day, I can’t even begin to express how special you are and how much each of you have impacted my life. This post is to say two words — THANK YOU! Thank you all for sticking with me through the times where I was at my most vulnerable, where I was at my lowest, when I felt like giving up and you all were my pillar! Thank you, thank you, thank you! 

The last five years have been some of my worst years and some of my best and you guys have supported me through it all. I’ll never forget when my dad passed away just months after I started this blog so tragically and you all came and gave me such positive words and helped me through such a depressing and horrible time, when I felt like giving up but you all helped me to never give up, and when I made the decision to go back to school and you guys gave me the encouragement to keep going and now, I’m working towards being a full on EMT / Paramedic so I can give back the positivity you all have given me back to someone in need.

I wish I could add all of you that I follow on this post ( maybe Tumblr will let us one day lmao ! ) because all of you hold a very special place in my heart, you all really do. These particular people that I’m about to mention have supported me no matter what’s happened, have always been here for me despite hardship and are people that are absolute gems because of their genuinety. They are just blogs that I admire from afar too — but I want everyone to remember that you are all amazing in your own ways.

Thank you all, really. ♥

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Imagine Chris being your rock.

A/N: This piece is going to be more than just about the angst and the fluff, it’s about addressing a serious issue in both my own life and society; an issue that seems to carry a stigma that prevents one from talking about it without shame. Now I started writing because it was the only time where I felt like I had true control over anything, over myself- over life. It’s honestly the reason I’m still alive sometimes. (Super dark, I’m sorry.) I have had an eating disorder for years now, and this is possibly the first time I’m publishing a story where I properly address that because I feel like Tumblr is a safe space and perhaps there is someone reading who will find comfort in my words and seek the help that I, too, am afraid to seek. First of all, you are not alone. Secondly, I know how scary it is. Thirdly, we are beautiful despite how often our reflection tell us we are not. Lastly, you are worthy and you deserve a love like this. Why am I writing this now, while I’m on my holiday having the time of my life? Because mental disorders don’t stop when you’re on holiday, and they don’t stop when you’re working, or studying for a major exam. I just want those who are suffering from this, or depression, or anxiety to know that I am with them always. ❤️

You tapped your pen anxiously against the table as you reread your food diary entry for the day. All the while you could hear the voices in your head telling you that “it’s too much”, that “you failed”, that you needed to “do better” and “be better”, and the harder you tried to ignore said voices, the louder they got. You lowered your pen and closed your notebook, taking slow breaths as your eyelids blackened your vision. You were okay, there was always tomorrow. You could eat less tomorrow; you’d succeed tomorrow; you’d be better and do better tomorrow.

You broke from your concentration when you heard Chris come through the front door, calling out to you. “Babe, I’m home!” Relief escaped your lungs as if he were the only thing capable of saving you from yourself. You returned yourself to your bittersweet reality, stowing your food diary in your top desk drawer where it lived with all your other notebooks; all filled with your thoughts, both blissful and pained.

“Hey you,” Chris smiled at you when you entered the kitchen. You managed one back, despite how tired and heartbroken you were; Chris noticed, but he said nothing knowing it would cause you to break down if he asked. “How was your day?” He asked as you forced your way into his arms, burying your face in his chest.

“Same old,” you mumbled, appreciating how comforting his touch was. He stroked your back gently, peppering soft kisses onto the top of your head. “How was yours?” You quizzed, glancing up at him for a moment before pressing your face back into his chest. God, he smelt so good; he smelt more than just his refreshing cologne, he smelt like warmth and kindness and happiness. He smelt like a dose of everything you needed after the day you had.

“Better now that I’m with my girl,” he smiled, giving you a tight squeeze before he released you. You leaned against the island counter while Chris proceeded to unpack the small bag of groceries he’d brought back with him. “So I’ve been thinking,” he glanced back at you, feeling his heart ache at the sight of your tired eyes. “Why don’t we go away for the weekend? We can rent a cabin, go immerse ourselves in the quiet forest. It’ll be nice, don’t you think?”

You knew Chris only suggested going out to a cabin when he was worried about you. It didn’t start out like that, it started off as a getaway where the two of you could spend some time alone without modern technology and people getting in the way. But over the years, it’d become a retreat where one could rid oneself of all the stress, and the emotional dread, and the weight of the world that was on one’s shoulders; that one being you, and occasionally Chris when he was having a particularly stressful time. It was a nice place to be because you wouldn’t have anything to stress and trigger you; you could just exist, drinking the calm and the quiet that Mother Nature provided. But it was also a horrible place to be because Chris would take that opportunity to talk to you, to worry and fuss about you, to love you with a love that you didn’t feel like you deserve, and unlike the city, you’d have no where, nothing, and no one to hide behind.

“I don’t know,” your fingers played with your right earlobe; a nervous tick Chris had deciphered over the years. “I feel like this isn’t a good time. You’re busy with work and I’m busy with work- I don’t think now’s a good time to have a getaway.”

“I think it’s because we’re so busy that we need a getaway,” he countered. “We can’t keep working ourselves to the bone, Y/N.” Especially not mentally, he thought but he didn’t say out loud. “I’m about to leave for Infinity War, now’s a good a time as any for us to have some alone time.” You let out a quiet sigh, but stopped arguing because you knew from Chris’ firm tone that saying no wasn’t an option. “Pack a bag, okay?” He kissed your cheek and you nodded with a forced smile. “We’ll leave in the morning.”
• • • • • • • •
The car ride out to the cabin wasn’t as bubbly as your usual car rides together; there was a fog of emotions, but happiness wasn’t one of them. You didn’t sing or joke, and you most definitely didn’t eat anything. It broke Chris’ heart to see you like this, and it broke yours to see what you were doing to him. It was actually your biggest fear to hurt him the way you were which was why you rejected him when he asked you out the first few times. He had this light in his eyes that you didn’t want to kill with your dark, you’d done enough of that over the course of your existence.

You’d lost friends, and boyfriends, and even some members of your family- you didn’t want to invest in another person only to lose them too. But Chris was persistent. He respected your decision to not be with him romantically, but remained in your life as a friend. A very good friend- a best friend that you couldn’t help but fall in-love with. He was the perfect man, he cared for you and loved you unconditionally. Even after finding out about what you suffered from, he didn’t go anywhere. He was one of the few who promised you a lifetime and actually proved he’d keep his promise, and so you let your walls down and allowed him into your life as your romantic partner.

Two and a half years later, after dozens of panic attacks and days where you’d avoid food altogether, you were still with him and he was as in-love with you as the first time he saw you. Till this day you didn’t understand why, because to you, you were unlovable. But that wasn’t how Chris saw you, he knew you weren’t your disorders; you were intelligent, and talented, and strong, and beautiful, and resilient. He loved you because of all that, but most of all, he loved you because you remained kind despite the constant hell you were dragged through. You may not have seen what he saw, but you were every bit the girl you aspired to be, and until you saw yourself in that same light- he wasn’t going to stop working you towards that.

“Hey.” You turned away from the window when Chris reached for your hand and pulled it onto his lap as he gave it a light squeeze. “What are you thinking about?” He asked then lifted your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles. You felt your lips quirk into a smile; that was an act of affection you’d never get tired of.

“Nothing,” you shook your head.

“Do you want to know what I’m thinking about?” He quizzed and you nodded. “How much I love you.” He threw a grin your way and you managed a laugh; he smiled because that was what he loved to hear. “You make me feel like I’m the luckiest man on the planet everyday, Y/N.” He forced himself not to well up when he saw you did. “Everyday,” he repeated in a firmer tone.

“I feel the same way about you, Chris,” you squeezed his hand and smiled. “I love you to a point where you could easily ruin me,” you admitted under your breath as you pulled your hand from his. You didn’t mean for Chris to hear it, but he did and he understood it. It was the same for him; you were going to be someone he’d never get over if he was ever unlucky enough to lose you.

“I’m never going anywhere,” he glanced at you as you closed your eyes, pretending to drift off. “You know that, right?” He waited for an answer, but he didn’t get one. “I’m planning to spend the rest of my life with you, sweetheart.” He said as he came to a stop at a red light. He leaned over the gearbox and kissed the side of your head gently, whispering as he pulled away, “don’t you worry.”
• • • • • • • •
Chris watched you over the table as you unconsciously stared at your food. You were so used to contemplating the pros and cons of consuming anything that you didn’t even realize you were doing it until you called yourself out. It was incredibly heartbreaking for Chris to see that you couldn’t even do what humans were meant to do in order to survive without first spending hours fighting yourself on it. The motto you lived by: eating is a choice, not a necessity.

You had good days where you could eat and not feel like your entire world was falling apart, then you had bad days where you couldn’t even eat a salad without feeling like you needed to throw it back up. It was so fickle that you didn’t know if you were actually suffering from an eating disorder, or if you were just a health nut who wanted to look good. But no health nut would do what you constantly did to yourself, there was something definitely wrong with you.

Chris could still remember when he first confronted you about it, it was probably one of the hardest things he’d ever had to do. You weren’t dating when he found out about your eating disorder, but he was already in-love with you so it didn’t stop his heart from shattering at the sounds of your cries. It didn’t seem like normal crying to him, it was as though he could hear your soul break. The pain you were in was immense but mental, and nothing he did could’ve taken it away. In that moment, seeing the love of his life bawl her eyes out, he thought he’d died and gone to hell.

“Are you going to eat that?” Chris asked gently.

“Um…” You looked up at him, your eyes glistened. “Yeah,” you forced a smile, “I am.” You picked up your knife and fork and poked at the roasted chicken breast on your plate before cutting a small piece and putting in into your mouth. “It’s good,” you mumbled after swallowing.

Now he didn’t want to push you, but his worry had reached the edge of the cliff. You needed to eat something and you needed to eat it now because he didn’t want you to get lightheaded or suffer from gastric pains again. “Y/N,” he began with a sigh.

“What?” You were frustrated with yourself and on the verge of crying. “I’m eating, aren’t I?”

“You have to try harder than that,” he told you. Both of you could both hear how worried he was for your physical and mental health, and that he was on the verge of crying too. “I know how difficult this-” he began but was cut off.

“I love you, Chris, but you don’t.” You shook your head as you rose to your feet, weeping as you did. “And I really don’t want to do this with you right now. Excuse me,” you walked out of the dining room and headed straight for the backdoor so you could take a walk and calm down.

The air was crisp outside. Actually, it was a lot colder than your unprotected body could endure. You wrapped your arms around yourself, rubbing warmth through your thin sweater. You heard the door open then heavy footsteps crunching towards you, you closed your eyes and fought the urge to cry as Chris draped your coat over your shoulders.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, rubbing your arms. “You’re right, I don’t get it. If you’re not ready, then- you’re not ready.” Your shoulder shook gently as you cried as quietly as you could. “I can’t force recovery on you, I can just be here for you as you recover. I’m sorry, Y/N,” he repeated as he gently turned you around. “I’m really sorry, sweetheart.” He cupped your face in his hands and brushed away your tears, starting to cry himself. “I’m sorry you’re going through all this, I’m sorry you think you’re not beautiful because you are.”

“I’m broken, aren’t I?”

“No,” he shook his head then pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly against him. “You’re not broken, you’re just lost right now. But we’re going to get you out of this, okay?” He rubbed your back soothingly as you cried into his shoulder. “I promise you, this pain isn’t going to be forever.” He pulled back to take your face in his hands again, “and I always keep my promises, don’t I?” You nodded, sobbing. “So believe me, you’re going to be okay.”

“I love you,” you choked out as he pulled you back in for another hug.

“I love you too,” he whispered, clutching onto you as tightly as he could.

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You and me

Sequel to You make everything better, but can be read as a stand-alone.

Word Count: 1.3K
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader (No gender specified)
Summary:  After Peter recounts the events of his fight with Captain America and his team, confessions are made.
Warnings: None.
A/N: I wrote this today because I wanted to take my mind off of the other things I’m writing that have backstories and more complicated plots– which means that this is fluff and a lil angst and then fluff again.

You’re sitting cross-legged on Peter’s bed, running your fingers through his hair while he rests his head on your lap. He’s talking animatedly, and from the faraway look in his eyes you can see that he’s lost in his own memories.

“And Bucky Barnes had this super cool metal arm and I touched it! And the Falcon had this awesome drone that threw me out the window and there was this man that Mr. Stark said was called Ant-Man who was like, super tiny.”

“Like an ant?” You ask, straining your face muscles to stop yourself from smiling. He stops talking and gives you an unamused look.

“Yes, obviously. Anyway–” He moves to sit up and you take your hands off his hair. “Spread your legs.” Your eyes widen in surprise and you laugh out loud.

Damn, chivalry sure is dead.” You say in amusement– but the joke takes a couple of seconds to land on Peter. Once it does, his eyes widen and he blushes furiously– jerking back and lifting his hands up, shaking his head.

“I didn’t mean it like that! I– I just wanted to sit between your legs!” You fall back against his pillow, laughing heartily.

I know, babe. Come here.” You manage to say once you’ve controlled yourself. You sit back and spread your legs, opening your arms for him. He covers his face and sighs exaggeratedly before moving at a snail’s pace towards you until he’s finally sitting in front of you, leaning back against your chest.

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count 
: 4 809
summary : continues the story from part I part II 
* gif by me

Y/N got out of the car and semi ran towards the front door. Her hands shakily held the keys and she almost dropped them on the ground before finally managing to unlock the door and get inside. For a moment she stood frozen at the door, looking at the emptyness and darkness around her, then shakily she took a step inside. Silence was all around her, even though on the inside she wanted to scream. The door closed with a muffled thud as she rested her back against it and slipped down towards the floor, bringing up her knees to her chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks while her mind played on repeat the events from earlier that same evening. So much had happened and most of it felt like it wasn’t real, like  it was a really really horrible nightmare from which she kept praying to wake up. Only nothing happened because it was real. Her eyes opened and closed but she was still there, alone. Her dress was still covered in blood, his blood and the memory of seeing one of her friends killing the man she loved was right there in the back of her eyelids every time she closed them. Her scream still echoed in her head and the fact she hadn’t been able to do anything to stop this from happening.
   “Smile.“ said a male voice from right next to her. “I can’t stand seeing you like this. I get this feeling that it’s my fault and I hate being the one causing you pain. God, feelings are hard.”
   “What ?“ she asked confused while someone’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a hug.
   “You didn’t think I’d leave you alone did you ?” he kissed her forehead softly. “Never. I will always be here with you. Always.”
   “Kai ?“ she asked, looking up at him seeing him smile at her. “Y-You are dead.”
   “Yeah, I guess I am.“ he laughed under his breath. “Doesn’t mean I am not here or that this isn’t real. Doesn’t mean you won’t have a part of me with you at all times.”
   “Is this a dream?“
   “You tell me.” he said softly, brushing his palm against her cheek before leaning in to kiss her and a blink of an eye later he had vanished.
A sigh left her lips and she wiped away a tear from her cheek. Y/N wasn’t sure why she was crying. Not exactly. Maybe it was the memory that had flashed in her mind, or maybe it was because of the small stick with two red lines she was holding in her hands.

   “I wish you were here –“ she mumbled.
   “What ?” asked Kai confused, gently brushing his thumb against her cheek, his lips curling into a small smile. For a moment he almost forgot her memories were gone. Almost. “You still talk in your sleep. So absolutely adorable.”
Y/N snuggled closer to him and  he carefully pulled the blanket up covering her shoulders, unable to look away. He wondered what she was dreaming about and fought the urge to sneak into her dream. He didn’t want to risk the second chance he got with her in any way. A quiet sigh left his lips and then he saw it – a tear rolling down her cheek.

As the first sun rays started to seep through the windows, Y/N started to wake up and to her surprise a cup with coffee was already waiting for her on the coffee table. Kai however was nowhere to be seen. Sleepily she made her way upstairs to her son’s bedroom and wake him up, only his room was empty. Instantly she started to freak out when barely a few seconds later she heard laughter coming from her bedroom. Almost running there, semi-spilling her coffee on her way, she opened door and took a peek inside. There they were – her boys, Kai and Peter, semi-cuddling on the bed while he tickled the young boy making him laugh. Both of them looked up at her and she sighed in relief.
   “Hi.“ grinned Kai, while Peter jumped up to give his mom a hug and Kai followed shortly after. “Sorry, I um – I couldn’t bring myself to wake you up when I heard he was awake upstairs. Y-you are not mad are you ?”
   “Happy birthday, trouble.“ she kissed the young boy’s forehead before ruffling his hair. “No, not mad just … had a small heart attack. That’s all.”
Peter laughed and ran off, leaving his parents alone. For a long moment neither of them said a thing, they just gazed into each other’s eyes and then Kai took another step towards her, one hand in his pocket while with the other he scratched his forehead.
   “He really is something.“ he smiled. “So charming, and fun to be around. He is umm.. he is absolutely perfect. You know, he um… he said you’ve talked about his father, I mean me. Saying that having him in your life is like having a part of me back.”
Y/N took a sip from her coffee realising it was just like she likes it – right sweetness, right spices. “I am sure I have because there is no way I haven’t. Do you um want to stay for breakfast ?”
   “Yeah, sure. But after I have a couple of things to do, including getting him four years worth of birthday presents.“ laughed Kai nervously as they headed downstairs. “Hey um, what were you dreaming about last night ? You talked in your sleep.”
   “I did ?“ she asked half-scared half-curious just like every time someone mentioned they had heard her talk in her sleep. Y/N was always terrified she might’ve spilled a secret or said something emberrasing or offensive. “Wh-what did I say ?”
   “’I wish you were here’.“ he stopped at the end of the stairs, bracing himself against the stair railing. “You don’t remember what you dreamt about, do you ?”
   “No. It’s like whatever it was, my memory filters it through that white noise on old TV’s.“ she thought out loud, trying to remember her dream in full but the only thing she could fully recall was the feeling – this sad yet somehow happy feeling. Peter ran right past them laughing, playing with his favourite blue car toy while Kai got to work. "No, no wait –”
   “What ?“ he asked confused, almost dropping the pan he was holding. "Y-you remembered something ?”
   “No, I just – you can’t make breakfast.“
   “Sure I can. Hey, buddy ? What do you want? Waffles ? Pancakes ? Scrambled eggs ? Cupcakes ?” suggested Kai. “It’s your birthday –”
   “Pancakes !!“ exclaimed Peter.
   “He is the pancake monster.” stated Y/N watching her son make a monster face. “See ?”
Kai laughed, tapping his son’s nose. “If it’s pancakes you want, pancakes you shall get.”

*            *           *

   “Fantastic news.“ said Caroline, opening the front door and walking into the living room/kitchen. "Cade is – what is he doing here ?”
Y/N left the orange juice on the table and glanced at her friend who had balloons, a wrapped box with a bow and a pink paper box with either donuts or cupcakes in her hands. Caroline’s eyes widened in shock seeing Kai with an apron by the stove while a very excited looking Peter ran around him laughing and making funny faces.
   “Oh hey, Clarisse.“ said Kai, waving at her while flipping the dinosaur shaped pancakes in a plate before leaving it on the table and lifting up Peter to sit on one of the chairs. "So, you guys really pulled it off huh? Come here and I’ll totally give you a high five.”
Caroline stared at him and pulled Y/N aside. “Why is he here ?”
   “He is Peter’s father.“
   “Wait. You remember ?”
   “Not exactly.“ said Kai, joining them. Caroline stared at him suspiciously. "I told her who I am and –”
   “– the truth or half of the truth?“
   “He told me enough. Look, Kai has every right to be here. Specially today of all days.” said Y/N, glancing at Peter who was about to pour the entire bottle with maple syrup on the pancakes. “I’ll be right back.”
Kai followed her gaze and laughed under his breath.  “Awwh Peter loves maple syrup as much as you do.“
   “Shut up.” laughed Y/N, grabbing the bottle from her son’s hands. "I’ll take that.”
   “You can’t be here !“ said Caroline in a hushed voice. “What the Hell are you thinking being here?”
   “Where else would I be but with my family?“ asked Kai, leaning in towards Caroline who took a step back. "Also be happy I was here other ways you would’ve found Y/N dead. Or worse – Peter would’ve.”
   “Wait, back up. What are you talking about?“ she folded her hands on her chest.
   “Seline. I think she is still mind controlling her somehow because in the middle of the night Y/N decided it would be a nice time to stab herself with that knife over there. Don’t tell me you can’t smell the blood.”
Caroline turned her head sideways for a moment, her vampirism showing, and glanced at him. “Well. Thank you.”
   “Yeah. I need you do to something for me.“ started the heretic. "Don’t panic. I just need you to watch her and keep her from doing anything… dangerous while I go … talk to Seline. There is nothing medically wrong with Y/N’s memory. Its magic and with Cade gone maybe I can get Seline to undo what she did –”
   “You mean torture her until she does?“ stated Caroline.
   “Got any better ideas?” he asked trying hard not to raise his voice. “We can’t keep Y/N under 24 hour surveillance for the rest of her life!”
Caroline stared at him, then glanced at Y/N and Peter currently smiling over the chocolate cupcakes she had brought – Peter’s favourite, and then finally turned towards Kai again.  “Do what you gotta do.“
   “Thank you.” he said, walking over to his family. He ruffled the boy’s hair and leaned in towards Y/N. “Hey so, I’m going out for a bit to um – Will you be okay here with Peter and Clarisse?”
   “Who?“ she asked confused. "Ohh, yeah. W-where are you going?”
Kai glanced at Peter then at Caroline.
   “Gift shopping.” he stroked her hair and snatched a chocolate cupcake from the box before heading towards the door.
Y/N watched him go towards the door, wondering why she feels this pit in her stomach. Like if something happens to him, there won’t be no way for her to recover. Ever. How it was possible to feel like this when you don’t have any memories of the person? When you can’t remember the slightest thing about your shared history even though there is a living breathing proof of it –
   “Hey, Kai?“ she called out and ran towards him, catching him at the door. Her arms wrapped around him tightly and a moment later his arms did the same. "Promise me you will come back.”
   “I promise. I’ll be back before it’s time for cake.” he smiled at her, gently kissing her forehead. “Don’t worry. What can happen to me ? I am an all powerful heretic now.”
Y/N’s lips curled into a smile and she leaned against the door watching him disappear in a split second.
   “You have lost your mind, not just your memory.“ said her friend from behind her. "Did he tell you how he –”
   “–murdered his siblings after his entire family denied him basic things a kid wants because he was born different? How he made a mistake letting his emotions get in the way and paid for it for 18 years?“ asked Y/N in a hushed voice so Peter doesn’t hear. "Yes. He told me right after saving my life.”
   “Did he tell you it’s his fault this happened to you in the first place?“
   “It’s not his fault. It’s Seline’s.”
   “Yeah but if you hadn’t gone to see him –“
   “I never would’ve even been at the Armoury if one of you had called to tell me he was back. I had the right to know.”
   “Are you saying this is our fault?!“
   “No, it’s no one’s fault, Caroline. That’s the point. It just our crazy messed up supernatural lives.” she sighed, wiping Peter’s chin which was dripping maple syrup. “It’s hard, okay. I know, I have no memories but you should’ve seen him last night. He looked as if his life had been just about to end. As if I die, he’d die. I know he has done awful things but, Care, so have I. So have you and Damon and all our friends. I – I don’t know if ever I will feel the same way I’ve felt for him for four years, apparently, but –”
   “You want to give him a chance.“
   “I do. I’ve given him a chance before.” smiled Y/N. “There must’ve been a reason. Plus, I owe it to Peter. He deserves to get to know his father.” she finished in a hushed voice.

Kai whooshed himself to the nearest entrance to the underground tunnels leading to the Armoury and slipped in them. For a while he walked in human speed, kicking a rock here and there while he tried to calm down his thoughts. He hoped his suspicions would be wrong, that this had been a one time thing but he knew better. Seline hadn’t been able to take her away from him and now not only she had stolen her memories but made sure Kai will lose her.
As he stepped into the Armoury, he walked past Doryam who was reading a bunch of books on one of the tables with the pitchfork right before him. Alaric’s intern glanced at the clock and rang the pitchfork. Somewhere from bellow Kai could hear the siren’s reaction and a devilish smile showed on his face as he made his way to the holding cells.
   “Kai…“ said Seline, looking up from the cards on her bed. "Thought you might come by. How was your night ? Eventful ?”
Kai flicked his wrist ringing the pitchfork with magic and the siren squinted her eyes, groaning in pain.
   “God, I just love that sound.“ he smiled innocently. "Ahh … people in pain. I had forgotten what that sounds like.” he tapped his finger on the large glass, not taking his eyes off the siren. “Cade’s dead.”
   “Oh is he ?“ said the siren a little amused.
   “Yeah, he is. Which means I don’t have to do what he says and neither do you.”
   “Awwh…“ said Seline, getting up. "And you are hoping that you can somehow appeal to my ‘humanity’ and get me to undo what I did? That I’ll sing a few notes and fix your girl? I assure you, I have no humanity left. All of it got stripped away centuries ago.”
   “Tell me what you did to her and how to fix it.“
   “No.” said the siren, folding her hands on her chest. “You can’t undo it. She will keep trying and trying no matter how many times you save her until it gets done. And then she is going to get dragged to Hell, because –” paused the siren, leaning in towards the glass. “– a few years ago, she killed someone. That’s kind of a deal breaker.”
Kai clenched his jaw. No one had told him anything about this , but he was sure what had happened had been an accident because the girl he knew wouldn’t hurt a fly.
   “You know what it’s like there.“ smirked the siren. "You are on fire all the time and every bad thing you have done in your life, however small and insignificant, comes to haunt you. Cade being gone doesn’t change the way his psychic dimension works. You want to save her ? Leave. It’s the only way to get her to stop.”
   “I can’t leave her.“ he said more to himself than to the siren. "I can’t leave Peter –”
It was a selfish thing to say, he knew that, but there was the possibility Seline was lying. That him leaving would change nothing and Peter would end up an orphan and he couldn’t let this happen. He knew there was a way to reverse it, and if she didn’t plan on telling him he will have to torture it out of her.
A devilish smirk flashed in his eyes and he flick of his wrist, the pitchfork rang again and the siren screamed in pain.
   "For the record, I was willing to strike a deal. To let you out of this place if you told me how to undo it. But –“ he laughed, his blood boiling and fire burning in his eyes. ”– now you have upset me in a way I never knew existed. I may not be able to kill you, yet, but I am sure going to enjoy this.“
Kai smirked and flicked his wrist, snapping her neck. Seline dropped to the ground only to get up a few seconds later with a smirk on her face. He used his magic to repeatedly inflict her pain – causing her to bleed, breaking a couple of her bones but no matter what he tried, the siren didn’t cave in and still refused to tell him what he wanted to know.
   “Do you really think she will except you and let you raise Peter with her ?” coughed the siren after for perhaps the 5th time he had pulled the air out of her lungs with magic. “Sure, she seems open to the opportunity now but how long before she realises you are not exactly a role model? How long before she gets scared having you around might turn this sweet innocent little boy into a monster, same as his father ? How long before you screw up and come home covered in blood scaring your son –”
   “I’d never do that.“ he said, trying to pull at the siren’s heart with magic when suddenly he stumbled backwards, rubbing his forehead and his mind got pulled away.  
Kai walked through the front door, rubbing his forehead with his blood covered hands. He took a few steps inside the house into the darkness when he heard footsteps. Turning around he saw Peter standing on the stairs with his favourite toy going down the railing, his eyes wide in shock and quickly filling with tears and fear. The young boy screamed. Y/N ran towards him, freezing on the spot for a few long moments and then ran towards their son, pushing Kai’s hands away. She pulled Peter into her arms trying to calm him down –
   “S-stay out of my h-head.”
Kai snapped his fingers and the siren’s neck snapped breaking the link long enough for him to recover and get an idea. If he couldn’t torture it out of her, maybe he could find a way to slip inside her mind and find what he needs to end this nightmare the siren had turned Y/N and his life into. Kai’s cold laugh echoed in the Armoury and he flicked his wrist ringing the pitchfork again.
   “You have a thing for worst scenarios, huh.“ he said amused. "Let me tell you something. Whatever scenario you can come up with – I’ve already ran in my head. I’ve endured so much pain in my life you would not believe. You would not believe how much pain I’ve inflicted in return either, and I’ve never been more motivated to do so. Either you tell me what I want to know or you will enter a world of hurt even Cade couldn’t create. Choice is yours. Either way, I always win.”
   “Not this time.“ smirked the siren, sitting back on her bed. "Have fun saving her tonight and the night after that and the night after that because she is not going to stop. A run in with a knife didn’t work. Who knows, maybe she will get more creative next time.”

During the following two weeks Kai spent every night by Y/N’s side watching over her as a guardian angel while she slept, keeping her safe whenever the mind control kicked in. There were a couple really close ones and the siren had been right – Y/N got more creative. After the 8th time he had saved her, the most unexpected thing happened and instead of letting him go sit on the comfy chair near by the bed, she pulled him onto the bed with her. It seemed the longer they spent together the more she warmed up to him and some times he’d see those flashes in her eyes as if for a moment she remembered something – a feeling, an image. Sometimes while she was sleeping she’d say something which somehow seemed indirectly directed to him which made him wonder what exactly was going on inside her head while she dreamed. But he couldn’t bring himself to aswhilr permission to enter her dreams, afraid that would ruin what little they had rebuild together.
Kai spent his days either with Peter or at the Armoury with Seline using every chance to find out how exactly to weaken the siren enough for him to sneak into her mind. Ringing the pitchfork disrupted her powers and couldn’t do what he needed but could definitely help. As the days went by he started devising a plan and at the beginning of the third week he already had it laid out in his mind. Only for his plan to work, he’d need the help of his least favourite Salvatore brother, a very reluctant witch and pretty much everyone else in the Mystic Falls gang. Luckily for all of them – Cade was gone and they had found a way to get rid of Katherine and Sybil. But not before Kai had gotten to the siren and had successfully found out how to sneak into Seline’s mind.
   “You want us to what??!!“ exclaimed Damon. "Have you lost your mind?!”
   “It’s the only way.“
   “No. No, no, no. Did I mention?” laughed the vampire for a second. “No!”
Kai sighed, glancing at his shoes before catching a glimpse of a picture of Damon and Elena near by the fire place.  "I’ll wake up Elena.“
   “Oh sure.” stated Bonnie. “Cuz we haven’t heard that one before.”
   “Before the life of the person I – well, one of the people I love the most, wasn’t hanging in the balance.“ said Kai, taking a step towards Damon. "Bonnie will put a spell on the Armoury sealing us in with the siren so she can’t get out. Stephon will be safely tucked away with the pitchfork on the upper floor ringing it every 10 minutes –”
   “No. It’s too dangerous.“ protested Damon. "He is human! Vampire blood won’t heal him if something happens to him.”
   “Nothing will happen –“ said Kai raising his voice. "Imagine it was Elena. Damon, Seline mind controlled Y/N to kill herself. Do you have any idea how many nights I’ve saved her and how many of those were really close ones ? Y/N is your friend. Isn’t helping your friends like your motto or something ?”
   “We don’t have a motto.“ said Caroline.
   “Why should we trust you ?” pointed out Bonnie.  "You have crossed us before.“
   “Yes. I have.” stated Kai. “I also crossed Katherine not once but twice – warning you about her plan about trying to blow Mystic Falls right off the map and then tricking her into the tunnels where by the way we got rid of Sybil as well, after I crossed her too. Do you have any idea how hard it is to cross a psychic?! Only reason Sybil agreed to tell me how to sneak into Seline’s mind was because she hates her adoptive weird cannibal sister as much as you all apparently hate me.”
   “Ahh, you are right. We do hate you –“
   “Not the point, Bon Bon.” said Kai, wiping his face. “Point is – I’ve helped you get rid of two of your largest problems. Quite permanently, if I might add. I promise to get Elena back too, for real this time. I do. I just – I can’t watch Y/N like this anymore. The other day when I came home she was curled up in a ball on the couch, crying because of how awful she feels everyone has to take a break from their own life and and ‘babysit’ her as if she were a child. You can’t even imagine how scared she is to go to sleep every night not knowing if she’d wake up and see Peter ever again.”
   “We love her, that’s why we do what we do.“ stated Caroline.
   “Yeah. I know.” pointed out Kai. “Why do you think I am doing what I am doing?! I love her ! I love her more than I have ever loved anyone in my life. Please ? If not for me me at least do it for Peter. He can’t lose his mother.”
Kai glanced at everyone sitting in the Salvatore’s living room looking for support. A second or an hour passed, he wasn’t sure, before Caroline broke the silence.
   “Whats the plan?“
   “Caroline !”
   “I hate to say it —“
   “Don’t say what you think you are going to say.” groaned Damon.
   “– we have to help him.“ said Caroline. "I remember what I went through when… when my mom died. We can’t let that happen to Peter. But Stefan stays out of your insane plan. I’ll go in his place and ring the pitchfork. I can listen in on whats happening all around the Armoury and –”
   “Care –“ started Stefan but almost immediately gave up knowing there was no arguing with his wife. Damon glanced between everyone in the room, gulping his bourbon at once, before finally looking at Kai, who looked more hopeful than ever, and sighed.
   “Fine, when do we do this?”
   “Tomorrow.“ said Kai.

That night Kai spent by Y/N’s side without taking his eyes away from her for a second. Almost until sunrise nothing happened and he started to think maybe by some miracle that night nothing will happen. Then without any warning signs Y/N pushed her blanket off her, got up from the bed and headed towards the stairs topping right over the railing. Instinctively Kai ran catching her right on time before she had smacked herself onto the floor.
   “Hi.” he grinned at her. “Nice of you to drop by.”
Y/N looked around, not remembering how she had ended up out of bed and in his hands. “That’s not funny.”
   “I know.“ he sighed. Y/N hooked her hands around his neck, both of them gazing into the other’s eyes. It was as if sparks of electricity floated between them and he felt the desire to kiss her stronger than ever. Slowly he leaned in, noticing how her eyes kept darting between his eyes and his lips but stopped himself. Kai cleared his throat. "Oh-kay. Let’s get you back to bed.”
   “What are we going to do ?“ she asked just as Kai walked into her bedroom. "This can’t keep happening –”
   “It won’t.“ he let her down on the bed. "I have a plan.”
   "What plan?“
   “Don’t worry about it, cupcake.” he gently brushed his palm against her cheek, kissing her forehead before sitting on the bed next to her. “I’ll take care of it. I promise. This nightmare ends today, one way or another.”
   “If something happens to you, I –“ she started, gazing into his smoky blue eyes.
During the past few weeks Kai had become her knight in shining armour saving her countless times. He was so caring towards her and Peter, something inside her stirred and every minute they spent together it kept stirring. But there was something else too – the past few nights her dreams were becoming clearer and clearer, giving her flashes of memories they had shared together. At least that’s what she thought those images were, as if the longer they were together the more whatever Seline had done to her was going away. Only it was such a slow process, at this rate, she’d succeed in her night activities before the memories returned.
Kai tilted his head slightly looking at her with curious eyes. "You what ?”
   “N-nothing.“ she smiled shyly, moving closer to Kai. He wrapped his arms around her and both of them laid on the bed, snuggling together. Y/N placed her head over his heart listening to his heartbeat while lightly playing with his shirt. "I’ll never survive losing you.” she said quietly.
NOTE : I don’t know how this happened, but at the moment this is the only story that flows easily while I write. I intended on ending it in this chapter, but somehow I got myself into writing another one (which will quite possibly be the last one). I hope you enjoy reading this story, because it became dear to me in a way I can’t even explain. 

Super Sweet

You could hear Richard and Rob singing. They’d reworked the ‘Where’s Misha’ song into ‘Where’s Jensen’ and ‘Where’s Y/N’ on the fly. The lyrics were horrible, mostly because they’d never had to do this before. The two of you had never been late to a panel before.

“Where the fuck are you guys?” Jared yelled into his mic. 

“Go!” You shoved Jensen toward the stage while he continued to laugh at you and shake his head. “Jensen! Go!” 

“I’m going!” He took one last look at you and laughed again before running to the stage, bursting through the curtain to thunderous applause. 

“Fucking finally!” Jared sighed.

“Wait.” Rich stopped Jared, putting a hand on his chest. “We’re still missing Y/N. Where’s she?” 

“Well…” Jensen raised his fingers to his lips, sucking each one clean. 

“Right here!” You burst through the curtain, completely out of breath, buttoning and zipping your jeans. “Sorry!” Rob, Rich, and Jared just stared at the two of you. You, looking disheveled and buttoning your jeans. Jensen, sucking and licking his fingers clean. The audience caught on relatively quickly too, screaming and gasping.

The truth of the matter was you were in the greenroom during some very rare downtime and you were eating a slice of cake, which you dropped on your pants. Knowing you didn’t have a lot of time until your panel, you quickly changed out of them and threw your cake covered jeans at Jensen while you dug clean ones out of your bag. As a result, his right hand was covered in icing, which he was licking off. But you knew damn well what it looked like. 

“Were you two - “ Rich pointed between the two of you. 

“Don’t.” Jared deadpanned and shook his head. “I don’t need to know.” 

“I kinda wanna know.” Rob stepped forward, crossing his arms over his chest. “Were you late because -” 

“Because…” Jensen led him on, wanting him to finish the sentence. 

“Stop, stop, stop!” Jared threw his hands over his ears and violently shook his head. 

“What, like you’ve never had a quickie before?” Jensen snapped at Jared.

“Yeah, like you’ve never ate pussy before?” You shrugged, shocking everyone in the room, including Jensen. 

“She’s super sweet.” Jensen added. “Like cake.” 

“I’m gonna go…bathe in bleach now…” Jared muttered, dropping the mic and walking off the stage.  

“Ladies and gentlemen…Jensen and Y/N Ackles…” Richard laughed into the mic and left the stage with Rob, leaving you hysterically laughing with Jensen. 

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9x03 “I’m No Angel”
The Thing about Emotions

Posted as part of the Series “Of Blood, Bone and Darkness”:
A Carver Era Rewatch Hiatus Meta-Series

I know this episode is one of the most hated ones in the fandom. It still has some very very good moments though. This here is one of them. In fact I personally would count this moment here as one of my favourite Castiel moments of the entire show. Because I find Misha captured Castiel feeling overpowered by the amount of emotions he suddenly feels as a human heartbreakingly well. This is the moment in the streets where he stands on the sidewalk and the busy life of hundreds of other people is passing him by and he stands almost frozen unable to sift through what it is that is flooding his head. Whether it is the smell of food from the other side of the road or the noise of cars. In that moment it is save to say it all is a bit too much for Castiel. So he is overwhelmed, not knowing where to go, where to turn, what to do, so he swallows and blinks away the tears in his eyes. And crying, though he has seen Dean cry more than once, certainly is one hell of a new experience for him. And maybe I am horrible, but I just love this moment here, because I think it truly is the only time we have seen Castiel show that much emotion and certainly the only time we saw him cry.

Imagine having a small get-together with Chris.

A/N: Hey guys, I haven’t given up writing the mini-series. This is Part 4 and I’m pushing through and writing Part 5 and Part 6 today. (I am unsure as to how many parts there will be.) Hopefully I’ll get them done and schedule them to be posted tomorrow and the day after. I’ve been really busy with Christmas coming up, and work’s been hectic. So have some patience and we’ll get to the end. Okay, that’s all- enjoy. Oh yes, here are the links to the previous parts. (Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts - Masterlist and Baby Fever Part 1/Part 2/Part 3) I’ll add them once I get home.

“It’s ironic, really.” Your best friend, Luca said as she watched you entertain Phoebe with the snowman plush from your mantel decor. You turned to her with a raised brow and she chuckled before she explained. “How you say you don’t like kids but are so good with them.”

“I am not good with kids,” you laughed. “You’re talking about my better half over on the couch, he’s the child whisperer.” You beckoned your head at your husband; Chris was busy watching the game with Luca’s husband and a few other friends.

“You are so good with kids,” Carly said and narrowed her eyes at your eye roll. “At my wedding, you were the only one who could get Ben’s niece to stop eating the flowers from my bouquet.” She reminded you, and you and Luca laughed. “God, help that one.”

“All I did was give her something better to eat, it was no big deal.” You waved it off and your friends rolled their eyes. “I am not good with kids,” you shook your head. “I don’t even like kids that much. Honestly- if Phoebe wasn’t my niece, I don’t think I would give her the time of day. I guess I’m just one of those horrible kid haters,” you shrugged.

“Stop it,” Luca chuckled. “You are not a kid hater, you just think you are because when you were younger you worked in a restaurant where you met your fair share of little brats that ruined you for other children.” You felt your jaw tightened at the memory of that little boy who dirtied half the restaurant in attempt to get his useless parents to pay him attention. “But you are not a waitress anymore, you’re a writer who should definitely consider having children.”

“I agree,” Carly nodded with a smile. “It is a huge change and it is going to be hard and you are going to be tired, I won’t sugarcoat it. But- it is so worth it, Y/N. Ben and I- we love Jackson. He makes us more than just a married couple, he makes us a family.” You let out a soft sigh because it wasn’t the first time you’d heard that before. “I don’t know, babe. I just feel like you are going to make an amazing mom and your kids are going to be perfect.”

“And I just feel like Chris put you guys up to this,” you joked and laughed when they did. “I am thinking about it, I just- I am not at the point of making a decision yet. I told him I would give him an answer at the end of the week and it’s only the second day,” you chuckled wearily.

“He’s eager to be a dad,” Luca smiled. “You knew Chris wanted kids even before you married him, surely you didn’t expect anything less.” You sighed with a small smile because you didn’t. “You’re not good with change, we get it but- this is going to be a good change.”

“Hold up, did Chris put you guys up to this?” You asked in a more serious tone. “Is changing my mind the reason for this get together? Because we haven’t talked about anything else, just babies.”
Chris overheard you piecing things together from the couch and pressed his lips together. He told you about the get together while you were putting up the tree, you had no memory of it but he assured you that it was planned. And it was, but it wasn’t something you knew about. You assumed it was because you were so busy that you’d forgotten about it but now that you actually thought back, that didn’t sound like you at all; you were always prepared for drop-ins because you were an ambivert that needed to mentally prepare yourself for company. He heard you scoff with realization and quickly excused himself.

“My love,” Chris hugged you from behind and you rolled your eyes, biting back your smile. “Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” He asked then pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Because you look ten out of ten, eleven even.”

“Told you she’d figure it out.” One of your husband’s best friends, Dean called from the couch. “Your wife is more than just banging, she’s got the brains too.” He glanced over at you and winked, making you laugh as you nodded his way.

“Watch your fucking mouth, bro.” Chris jokingly warned, purposely hugging you tighter; your man was being low key protective and you loved it. “That’s my wife you’re talking about. Don’t make me suit up and fight you.” Dean rolled his eyes then turned his attention back to the TV.

“Did you seriously bring our friends over here to sway me?” You looked up at Chris and chuckled when he pressed his lips together. “Why didn’t you tell them to bring their children too?” You quipped sarcastically but he answered.

“‘Cause then it would’ve been really obvious,” he muttered sheepishly and you laughed. “I’m sorry, okay?” He managed a small smile. “I didn’t mean to be manipulative, I just wanted you to hear someone else tell you how great it is to be a parent and how great you’ll do as a parent.”

“I know, baby.” You chuckled and kissed his jaw. “You’re trying to ease my doubt and I appreciate that, I just need you to tone it down a little so I can think.” You told him and he nodded understandingly. “No more, please? At least until the end of the week.”

“Okay,” he nodded.

Everyone chuckled under their breath, or smiled at your naivety. You had no idea and you didn’t suspect a thing; Phoebe was Chris’ master plan, everything else was just a little extra nudge. You were going to change your mind by the end of the week, Chris was sure of it. Even your friends could feel it, just spending a few hours at your house. They saw the way you looked at Phoebe; the way you were enjoying having a little person around; the way you smiled when you watched Chris play with your niece. You didn’t know it yet but- you were ready and you were going to agree to becoming the mother of Chris’ child soon.

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Anonymous said:Dating Two-Bit would include?

A/N: I actually made this one before, but some people complained about it so I took it down and re-wrote it. So I hope that you enjoy it, anon!

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Dating Two-bit Matthews would include:

- Two-bit constantly teasing you and driving you insane.

- Two-bit constantly telling you jokes to make you smile and laugh, because, he thinks you’re incredibly beautiful when you do both of those things.

- You being terrible at telling jokes, so you stick to horrible and cheesy puns.

- “That was cheesier than the cheese on my pizza!” Two-bit would laugh.

- “Oh my gosh, Two-bit! You’re terrible.” you’d shake your head at him.

- “You love it really, baby.” he’d grin.

- Learning how to cock your eyebrow.

- Examining and taking his switch blade.

- “You be careful with that, alright? It’s sharp.” Two-bit would warn you.

- Two-bit being very protective of you.

- “Listen, buddy, pick up your own kind, and get the hell away from my girlfriend before I show you what this blade can do to you.” he’d threaten.

- Two-bit rarely getting jealous but when he does things get real serious.

- You getting jealous whenever girls flirt or try pulling moves on Two-bit.

- Two-bit constantly flirting with you and flattering you.

- Having the kindest, funniest boyfriend in existence.

- Not agreeing with the fact that your boyfriend drinks way too much.

- You and Two-bit prank calling people.

- Two-bit always offering you a chew.

- “You want one? You’ll grow lot’s of hair on your chest.” he’d tease.

- Two-bit opening up to you.

- “I only drink this crap to help me feel less afraid. It makes me forget most things for awhile.” he’d admit about why he drinks so heavily.

- Two-bit allowing you to open up to him, and vice versa.

- “Shoot! I don’t know much about these types of things, baby, but; life get’s tough and I know the chips may always seem to be down on our side, but, you’ve got to make the best of what you’ve got. So make the best of it, I guess. Either you like it or you lump it: And that’s law.” he’d say.

- When you cry or get upset, it breaks Two-bit’s heart so he always does his best to know what to say to make you happy again.

- Lot’s of banter.

- Cuddles.

- Learning how to do phenomenal voice impressions because Two-bit teaches you how to.

- Sex at the lake in the back of his Thunderbird.

- Getting mad at Two-bit for going too far with his jokes.

- You punching him for banter or hitting him on the chest when he says or does something way out of line.

- “It was a joke!” he’d utter, exclaim.

- “Yeah, whatever! You’re lucky that you’re you, or I would have hit you so hard your head would have spun right off!” you’d retort sharply.

- “You’re like honey! You wouldn’t hurt a fly!” he’d grin at you.

- Both of you being madly in love with each other.

- Two-bit taking you to the Drive-in’s every week or two.

- Being a happy couple; - a genuinely happy couple.

- Watching Mickey Mouse together.

- Pigging out on chocolate cake together.

- Baking chocolate cake together and have it turn out into a disaster so the two of you head to the Curtis house and steal their chocolate cake.

- Dancing to Elvis together.

- When you get jumped or hurt, Two-bit get’s real serious.

- “You drive this hood crazy, baby!

- Two-bit being sweet to you.

- Him stealing stuff and giving it to you.

- “This is stolen, isn’t it?” you’d inquire.

- “It’s only a candy bar! And besides, you had nothin’ to eat.

- Two-bit picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

- “Put me down, Matthews!

- “Nope!

- “Oh my god! I’m gonna barf!

- Two-bit never listening and you end up throwing up.

- Getting worried whenever he’s in a fight or participating in a rumble.

- “Baby, don’t sweat it! I can handle myself.” he’d reassure you.

- Being close to the gang/ the gang becoming incredibly protective over you.

- “I love you, (Y/N).

- “I love you too, Two-bit.

- You getting Two-bit.

-  Two-bit getting you.

- “You dig okay, baby.

- You and Two-bit getting overly lovey dovey in front of the gang to annoy them.

- “Get a room! You two make me sick.” Dallas would growl.

- “You can join in, Dally. She doesn’t bite, but I do.” Two-bit would waggle his eyebrows.

- “Get outta here!” Dallas would try not to laugh.

- Being the only person to call him by his real name, Keith. (And usually only when he does something stupid, wrong or terrible).


- “What’d I do now?

- Being the only one that Two-bit opens up to over serious topics.

- Both of you pranking each other and everyone else.

- Loving each other unconditionally.

- When driving with Two-bit, he makes you sit on his lap.

- Two-bit always showing you off to people because he thinks you’re the most beautiful girl ever.

- “Two-bit, stop! This is embarrassing.” you’d whine.

- “How so, baby? You’re beautiful, and I want every guy to know how lucky I am.” he’d beam at you.

- Two-bit teasing you over anything and everything.

- Helping him with his homework.

- “Boy howdy! You sure are smart, doll.

- Laying in bed together on a Sunday morning before watching Mickey.

- Getting along well with his kid sister.

- Reminding him to take certain things more seriously.

- Him reminding you to live a little and not take everything so seriously.

- Two-bit walking you home every night.

- Loving Two-bit’s laugh just as much as he loves yours.

- “I don’t know what I’d do without you, (Y/N).

- “Same, baby. You mean the world to me.”

- Two-bit loving you more than he loves Mickey.

- “You love me more than Mickey, right?

- “Hell yeah I do! What kind of question is that?

- Treating each other right.

- Being each others everything.

- “You know I’d do anything for you right, baby?” Two-bit would ask.

- “Yeah. And I’d do anything for you.” you’d reply.

- Both calling each other cheesy pet names.

- Being goofy together.

- You not liking Kathy, Marcia or any of Two-bit’s past many blondes.

- “You jealous, baby?” Two-bit would inquire.

- “No!

- Lot’s and lot’s of PDA.

- Being each others best friends as well as each others partners.

- Being partners in crime.

- Both having Minnie and Mickey shirts.

- Constantly stealing and borrowing his shirts.

- “Soon enough I’ll be walking out naked if you keep taking my clothes!

- “I’d like that sight.

- “I bet you would, doll. But you’ve got a jealousy issue and girls would be staring.

- “Don’t flatter yourself so much, Matthews.

- “That’s cold!” he’d laugh.

- “I was kiddin’!

- “I know baby, don’t sweat it.

- Making each others lives a heck of a lot better.

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Theo Raeken Imagine
Warning: Death

Theo couldn’t understand why and how she could be dying. He thought for sure his bite was enough to save her. It worked for everyone else why not for her.
“No no no no. This wasn’t supposed to happen!” Theo cried out.
She laid in his arms trying her best to stay alive. But the blood was coming up to quickly. She was loosing alot of and fast.
Theo held her close to his chest, rethinking everything he had done to her. He kept trying and trying but couldn’t come up wih a solution to stop her from bleeding out.
She screamed in pain as the bite began to spread quickly throughout her body.
“Its okay. Everything is going to be fine I’m going to find a way to stop this.” Theo reasured her.
But he was running out of time. It was only a matter of time before she will die in his arms.
Theo reached for his phone desperately calling the only person he could trust, Scott.
“Come on pick up the phone!”
The phone rang three more times before a tired Scott answered.
“Scott I need your help.”
Scott groaned, “After everything you puy my pack through-” Theo quickly cut him off.
Scott stayed quiet for a moment before answering, “what do you mean? Theo what did you do?”
Theo hesitated, “I bit her. I gave her the bite thinking it would save her and now she is coughing up a lot of blood. Please just help me.”

“Theo you need to…” Scott was gone. Theo’s phone died leaving him with no options.
He knew she was in horrible pain, but he couldn’t let her see him crying. He held her closer to him, rocking back and fourth. The only thing he could do for was take awsy her pain and wait. He winced in pain as he was felling what she had been feeling. She slowly closed her eyes, her hand falling from his chest and onto the floor.
Theo stop moving, listening as her heart took one last beat. He screamed in anger, crying as he kissed the top of her head. She was gone, and it was all because of him.

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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Fell From Heaven - Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: English is not my mother tongue so I apologise in advance for any mistakes.

Words: I have no idea I just started writing down everything and got carried away.

Y/N Y/L/N and Sirius Black have a very strong relationship. No, you are mistaken. They are not a couple that are completely and perfectly in love with each other. Their relationship is based on hate. At least that’s what they say and what they want it to be. But everytime one of them talks with another boy or girl everyone in the room can’t help but notice the glares that are burning on each others backs. Everyone except of these two.

Every single day when they meet, mostly in the corridors, Sirius would bump into her on purpose and tell her with his signature smirk on his face “Watch where you’re going Y/L/N” only because it annoys her. And then, it begins. A series of screams, yells and objects thrown everywhere between them that always leaves the place in a horrible state like it’s been hit by a tornado. Which is true, because Y/N is a real life tornado always ready to destroy everything and everyone, especially someone who answers to the name Sirius Black. In fact, when someone met her for the first time she gave the impression of a very sensible and mature girl, always writing her essays, never causing any trouble and never acting foulish. This picture of her, though, disappeared when the infamous grey eyed boy gave her the attention she never craved. That’s when it started. He stumbled upon her in the corridor and when she lifted her gaze on his face she was met with his grey eyes that screamed mischief and his flirtatious smirk and right then, right there in that corridor she knew she will never get rid of him.

Sirius on the other hand is a whole different person. Every student, even every professon, at Hogwarts knows that he will do and get what he wants at the end of the day, even if that means that he will have to do something against the rules which is his favourite thing. He knows he’s got the power of persuasion and he likes it, he loves it actually. He could persuade everyone. Everyone except himself. He had tried several times to stop bothering poor Y/N, but he couldn’t help himself and that’s what annoyed him the most. He could do everything he wanted, damn it, but that specific person drove him crazy. He couldn’t control his mind. He couldn’t control his heart either. He didn’t like to torment the girl, but that was the only way to interact with her in a daily basis. It wasn’t the right way to get somebody’s attention, he knew that, but he was desperate, he was a puppet she liked to play with.

Half the school year passed this way. Sirius kept getting in Y/N’s nerves and she kept getting in Sirius’. She was ready to explode at any minute. Sirius teased her constantly and she couldn’t take it anymore. Athough she thought that she could kill him whenever she felt like doing so, she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t do it because she was used to it. She was used to him. He was a part of her everyday routine and she couldn’t let him go.

Today was different, though. Y/N went to her classes as usual and when she was ready to head back to the common room she used the corridor she used every other day and prepared herself for her little meeting with Sirius. But that never happened. Sirius wasn’t in the corridor. She thought that he was pulling a prank on someone with the rest of the Marauders but that thought disappeared from her mind the moment she saw Remus and James passing right next to her and walking in the opposite direction. That, set her heart on fire. She didn’t know why and she didn’t care at that moment. All she cared about was to find out why Sirius didn’t bump into her as he did everyday.

‘How could he ignore me like that? We have a thing. He does it every day. Oh my God is he alright? Maybe he’s got himself into a fight. What if he’s hurt? And why do I even care about him?’ With all these thoughts occupying her mind she found herself standing outside the entrance of the Gryffindor common room. With quick steps she burst inside and found Sirius sitting on the couch with a blanket placed on his long legs gazing at the fire in front of him. When he heard that someone entered the common room he turned around to see who it was. The moment their eyes met Y/N sighed feeling relieved as the worry washed off of her and approached Sirius.

“Hey” she whispered reluctant, like they didn’t even know each other.

“Hi” he said in the same tone.

“Are you okay?”


“Alright. Umm I have to go now have a nice eveni-”

“Wait!” he cut her off.
“I’m sorry of cutting you off I didn’t have that intention but I couldn’t help but wonder why you asked if I was okay” he asked so nicely she thought he was just messing with her.

“I-I just saw you sitting here and I thought it would be nice to ask how you are doing”

“Why do I feel like this isn’t the reason you came to talk to me?” he said with a smirk and a tone of sarcasm in his voice.

“Wh-why would you say that?” she started getting nervous.

“Because you always stammer when you lie” he laughed.

“And how do you even know that? Why would you notice such thing? We only yell at each other! WE HATE EACH OTHER!” she started to lose her temper.

He chuckled.
‘Is he mocking me?’ she thought.

“What the hell, Black!” she fired at him.
'Seriously if he is really mocking me he won’t live to do that again!’

“Just answer me, love!”
'That bloody bastard. And that stupid smirk of his! I want to wipe it off of his face! And who does he think he is to call me 'love’? Enough with this. I’VE HAD ENOUGH!’ She was furious. She had to get everything out of her and that’s exactly what she did.

“You didn’t bump into me today and you always do it, it’s a part of my life now and it’s important to me because we never talk to each other and then you come and bump into me which makes me feel special because you never gave so much attention to a girl and at first I hated it and I hated you but now I’m used to it and I like it and I like you and I need you to bump into me everyday because my life depends on it and-”

“Easy now, love.” He laughed. “Breathe”
She obeyed and took a deep breath, the oxygen relaxing her aching lungs from her fast monologue-confession.

“I said too much didn’t I?” she asked sheepishly. He nodded.

“Shit” she cursed under her breath. Sirius chuckled and she glared at him.

“This isn’t funny” she said with a pout and sat beside him on the couch while crossing her arms on her chest like a little girl.

An idea passed through Sirius’ mind and he couldn’t help but ask with a grin splattered across his face.

“Tell me, love. Did it hurt?” he wondered, the grin still on his face. The girl chuckled as she tried to prevent herself from laughing.

“What? When I fell from heaven?” she laughed no more able to hold herself, thinking he had just used a cheesy pick-up line, but no, Sirius Black had other things in his mind. He dropped his blanket and scooted closer to her. She could smell his scent. It was intoxicating and it drove her crazy. He kept getting closer and closer until there was no space between them. Their noses were touching and their lips were inches apart. She didn’t know what to do. She only stared at his stormy eyes and held her breath. She couldn’t possibly know what will his next move be and it made her think she will go insane. He finally moved and closed the space between them. The kiss was short but tender. Their lips were moving in sync like they were made for each other. When they parted she held her eyes closed trying to comprehend what just happened. When she opened them they were met with a pair of grey ones. She looked at his face and she finally realized that she didn’t hate him, she hated the fact that she loved him so damn much. Sirius licked his lips and then his smirk appeared on his precious face. He leaned in and placed his lips close to her ear, whispering his reply to her previous question that he left hanging.

“No. When you fell for me.”


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Bonkai Fanfiction
word count : 2 475
summary : Bonnie and Kai are a couple , its been a few years since they had gotten together and now … someone has a surprise ;)
*not my gif

At first when Bonnie started having feelings for Kai , she thought something has gone horribly wrong with her because their history was .. well , complicated to say the least. For a long time Kai had been the enemy and even after Bonnie ditched Kai in not one but two Prison Worlds , Kai hadn’t been able to think about anyone else but her. He came back from Hell and all he wanted was to see her. Things hadn’t worked out well the first time they saw each other again - she sent him to another prison world … Later on Bonnie came back for him to ask if he’d be willing to undo the spell linking her and Elena. Kai had agreed and Bonnie had made him promise to leave town in exchange for his freedom. Shortly after they ran into each other … She didn’t trust him at first but eventually she saw he had changed and fell in love with him.
Bonnie’s friends weren’t too happy about it but as long as Kai behaved and Bonnie was happy - they were fine with it , but they still kept a close eye on Kai waiting for him to screw up… He never did and eventually they learned to trust him too.

About 5 years later…

Bonnie and Kai were sitting in their livingroom enjoying some quiet time. Bonnie was reading a book and Kai … he was enjoying watching her read. He was trying to figure out how to bring up the subject he wanted to talk to her about , specially considering what he had already done behind her back.
“So , BonBon … I’ve been thinking” Kai said breaking the silence. “Why don’t we adopt a kid ?”
Bonnie looked surprised , he had never said anything about having kids in all the time they’ve been together. She wondered what had prompted this…
“You want a kid ?” she asked putting her book down.
“Yeah , actually.” he said scratching his chin nervously. “Never thought I’d say this.” he laughed and Bonnie smiled. “You changed me and you are still changing me… and lately I’ve been thinking a lot about it. I can’t be a father myself because of the vampirism but we can still raise a mini you running around the house. That will be fun. What do you think ?” he said looking very excited about her answer.
Bonnie liked the idea , tho she couldn’t quite imagine Kai as a father. He’d say the inappropriate thing or the kid’s teacher would say / do something he doesn’t like and he’d use his magic on them… Then again he had changed and she had been thinking about them being parents too , specially with all their friends having kids.
“Why not a mini you?” she asked smiling.
“Oh no , I like the idea of raising a mini you better.” he said smiling. “Who would want to raise a mini me ? It would be hell… ” Kai laughed.
Every time Kai smiled , Bonnie couldn’t help but smile too.
“You surprise me.” she said smiling.
“I surprised myself.” Kai said , wiking at her and for a moment a devilish look sparked through his eyes. Kai’s expression changed suddenly and he got all serious.
“I want to be a father , Bonnie.” he said nervously. “I want to give my child all the love and attention I was denied… I want the kid to be proud of me being his dad. I know for sure he or she will be proud of having you as his mom.” Kai said smiling nervously. “You will want to send me flying across the room in a moment … because I may have already arranged a meeting at the adoption agency for … tomorrow morning.”
Bonnie’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected this and for a moment she considered throwing him across the room with her magic for going ahead with things before even talking to her… Then she saw the look on his face - his eyes filled with hope and love , he was playing nervously with his fingers and looked so much like a little boy who had messed up trying to do the right thing and the corners of her mouth twitched.
“At what time?” Bonnie asked softly and smiled at him.
Kai couldn’t help but smile back. “At 9.30AM. ” he said. “So you are not mad at me for going ahead without you?”
“No.” she said softly , her hand on his cheek. “I can see how much it means to you … and I’ve already been thinking about it too. Seeing Caroline with the twins and now Elena and Damon.” she pressed her lips on his , Kai pulled her closer and kissed her deeply. “You will be a great father , Kai.” she said smiling and he smiled at her too. “… but I am making you pay for going about this behind my back.” Bonnie said winking at him before leaning in to kiss him again.

- -

The next day Kai was awake before dawn , he had hardly slept during the night from excitement. He couldn’t wait for them to go to the adoption agency in a few hours. Kai brushed Bonnie’s cheek with the back of his hand , watching her sleep and still unable to believe things had worked out the way they had. Ever since he saw Bonnie for the first time he felt something for her , only after the merge he realised what those feelings have been and how majorly he had screwed up. The day he finally got Bonnie’s forgiveness was one of the happiest in his life … the happiest however being the day she told him she loved him.
He waited a while before waking her up with a kiss , just like every morning since they had been together.

They got to the angency about half an hour earlier because Kai had been so impatient driving on the way there.
After they talked to the adoption agent for a while before she took them to see the kids playing in the backyard. There were so many kids , different ages - from little ones to 10-13 year olds running around playing tag , playing with a ball or drawing on the ground with chalkboards.
A small ball rolled on the ground and stopped bumping into Kai’s feet. He knelt down to pick it up and when he looked up his eyes saw a little boy , 2-3 years old maybe , smiling at him with semi toothless smile. The little boy’s eyes were blue and he had brown hair just like Kai. He smiled back at the boy and held out the ball towards him.
“Heey. ” Kai said smiling. “I think this is your ball.” The boy took the ball from Kai and in his hands it looked so much bigger than it really was. “Do you want to play with me ?” Kai asked softly and the little boy jumped excitedly taking Kai’s hand in his.
Kai smiled feeling happiness he hadn’t even known existed, the little boy reminded him a little of himself or maybe it was just the resemblance between them. He already liked the kid and they’ve barely spent a few moments together. Kai turned around a gave Bonnie a smile. She was currently talking to the adoption agent about all the formalities and things that have to be done after they’ve chosen a kid.
Bonnie kept looking at Kai and the little boy playing with the ball and laughing. It seemed they liked each other already. He had knelt on the ground and the boy gave him a hug , a surprise hug-attack Kai hadn’t seen coming and nearly got knocked over. He turned around and saw Bonnie laughing , catching a part of the conversation with his vampire hearing.
“He has a sister.” the woman said. “A twin to be more precise.”
Kai froze on the spot and gently pushed away the little kid.
“I’ll be right back.” Kai said smiling, ruffling the little boy’s hair and watching him run to play with the other kids.
Bonnie looked nervous. She saw how much Kai had the little boy and how much the kid liked him , but twins ? Surely Kai hadn’t had in mind two kids let alone twins…
“It’s ideally if you can take both , a separation would be traumatic for them at such a young age…” the woman said , just noticing Kai had joined them. “He seems to like you.”
Kai only nodded in response , his eyes searching among the kids for the boy’s sister … and then he saw her. They resembled each other so much - she had the same blue eyes and dark brown hair. He couldn’t look away.
“What are their names?” Kai asked. The little girl noticed he was watching and smiled and waved at him. He waved back at her and looked at the ground.
“Jake and Katie.”
Kai’s gaze stayed on the ground , he looked very interested in his shoes shifting on his feet nervously every few minutes as Bonnie kept talking to the adoption agent. He wasn’t even paying attention to the conversation , instead he was trying to find a way to tell Bonnie he wanted not one but two kids now.
“Excuse me ..” Bonnie said to the woman and placed her hand on Kai’s shoulder. “Kai , are you OK?” she asked worried. He looked up and nodded , his eyes drifting towards the little boy , his sister and back towards Bonnie.
“Could we have a minute alone?” he asked the adoption agent and she nodded.
“Of course. I’ll be in my office when you are ready with the decision.”
Kai waited until they were alone , looking more nervous than Bonnie has ever seen him before.
“We can’t separate them.” Kai said. “They are family. I know what it’s like to be separated from your family and it hurts , even if my family were a bunch of … ” he stopped himself taking in a deep breath. “We can’t do that to them. I know this isn’t what we talked about but … can we adopt both of them?”
Bonnie cupped his face and smiled. She had already fallen in love with the twins and the effect they had on Kai. Seeing him play with Jake and the way he kept glancing at Katie , ready to jump in to her rescue at any second… it warmed her heart.
“Are you sure about this , because there is no going back later. It will only break their hearts if they get sent back.” she asked softly.
“Yes. I’m sure and it seems fitting , I’m a … I was a twin too. Maybe this is a chance to make up for past mistakes. Plus..” he said turning to look at the kids. “They are so cute ! Look at them !”
Kai couldn’t tear his eyes off the little kids playing tag and Bonnie couldn’t look away from him. Part of her had expected him to back out his idea of adopting a kid but instead he dug his heels deeper. Seeing his soft side had been one of the reasons why she fell in love with him.
“They seem like nice kids and with a mother like you they’ll be the luckiest kids in the world! ” he said , his fingers carressing her cheek. “We can be a family. A big happy family.”
Bonnie pressed her lips against his and took his hand.
“Come on…” she said smiling and pulled him behind her towards the adoption agent’s office.

Usually Bonnie was against Kai using compulsion on people but it sped up the adoption process. He couldn’t wait another moment to bring the twins home. Somehow the little kids had found their way in his heart and he promised himself to protect and love them always.
A few hours later all the paperwork had been done and the adoption agent had called for Jake and Katie to be brought in her office.
Bonnie and Kai knelt down to meet Jake and Katie’s eyes. The little kids looked a little confused and scared probably thinking they are in trouble. Kai smiled and took their hands in his hands , Bonnie’s head resting on his shoulder. She counldn’t stop smiling. Kai glanced at Bonnie and she nodded.
“You tell them.” she said.
“Jake , Katie … We are going to be your parents , you mom and dad and we will love you forever and ever.” he said softly. Jake and Katie’s faces lit up with happiness at Kai’s words , jumping in to hug them a split second later.
Kai wrapped his hands around the Katie , closing his eyes for a moment. She was so small and fragile he worried he might break her. Katie didn’t want to let go of him and he got up with her , her hands holding onto him. Jake was in Bonnie’s arms.
The adoption agent smiled.
“Congratulations !” she said. Kai reached in his pocket to get out his phone.
“Do you mind taking our first picture as a family?” he asked smiling. His eyes were filled with happy tears and he tried hard to push them away , at least for the time being.
“Of course.” she said , taking the phone from Kai’s hands and taking a few pictures - one when they weren’t expecting and another when they posed as a family.
“Thank you for everything.Now our family is complete. ” Bonnie said to the adoption agent and shook hands with her. “What do you say we go for an ice cream? ” Bonnie said and reached out to tickle Katie, making her laugh.
“Ice cream !” the twins squeeled with excitement making Bonnie and Kai laugh.

Bonnie and Kai took them to the best ice cream place in town and bought giant piles of ice cream with cherry on top and sprinkles and everything else the kids pointed at.
Kai took his phone out of his pocket and took a selfie - him , Bonnie and the twins smiling and hugging.
“This is my favorite picture!” he said proudly looking at his phone. “This is going everywhere - Twitter , Facebook, Instagram …”
“Don’t forget Snapchat.” Bonnie said winking at him before pulling him in for a kiss.

* * *

When they got home , there was a surprise for Bonnie and Kai. Well , more for Kai and the twins.
Earlier that day Bonnie had sent a text to Elena and Caroline without Kai noticing and walking in their house everywhere there were balloons and a giant banner saying WELCOME HOME , the twin’s room already ready for Jake and Katie just to hop in there and play with all the stuffed toys and cars.
Later on that night , Bonnie and Kai stood at the door watching Jake and Katie sleep. Kai had hugged her from behind , his head gently resting on her shoulder , their fingers intertwined , both of them smiling.
“I love you , Bonnie Bennett.” he said softly , squeezing her body gently.
“I love you too Malachai Parker.” she said turning her head a little so she can kiss him.


MASTERLIST March / April 2017


I think we can all agree that this was one of the most emotional scenes that any us of have ever seen. I mean I bawled my eyes out the first time I saw it, yet somehow it breaks my heart more and more everytime I watch it. And I’ve just finally figured out one of the many reasons explaining why I do that. 

Look at his face. We can all see those tears. However I think when the majority of us watched this, we saw them, let it increase our pain, and accepted them as a part of the overall emotion of this scene. But have any of us really asked the question:

Why is he crying?

Sherlock knows he won’t die. Obviously. It’s obvious that his plan to fake his death was pre-meditated. We know this. And even though we cried and cried, we knew Sherlock would come back just as he himself knew. So why is he crying? One could say that he’s just trying to convince John that he really is about to kill himself. But come on, there is no way in hell John can see the tears from there. And a guy like Sherlock can undoubtedly make it sound like he’s crying without shedding actual tears. So why is he crying?

I think one has to look at what he’s saying and to whom he is saying it.. I invented Moriarty. I’m a fake. It’s just a trick, just a magic trick. He says these words to John. To protect him, Sherlock tries to make John believe that he is nothing but a fraud. And although he wants John to believe this lie to keep him safe, I think Sherlock is terribly terribly afraid that John really will believe it. This is why Sherlock is crying. Because he is absolutely terrified of the possibility that the person whom he cares about most in the world will believe he is a liar. Sherlock doesn’t want John to be let down, and he doesn’t want to be the one to let him down, but he forces himself to look like a horrible liar to keep John safe, and it wounds him deeply to do so.

This makes the scene so much more emotional for me, while simultaneously increasing my respect for Sherlock. This exact moment is proof that Sherlock will always always put his friends, especially John, before himself and his pride.

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Spent so much time trying to get this one right XD and then it couldn’t be used today because of streaming software issues.  oh well!  gives me time to fix the horrible edge tearing due to reducing it to a .gif

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I just hit my next thousand (whee) so to celebrate, I thought I’d show my appreciation for the amazing writers of the bellarke fandom by compiling a list of my all-time favourite bellarke fics! Hope y’all enjoy, x. 

Like Ships In The Night (Passing Me By) by viansian [11k, one-shot, immortal au, historical au,]

This fic gets a special place in my heart because it was the very first fic I read for bellarke and I fell in love with it immediately. Basic premise? Bellamy is an immortal and Clarke isn’t, and he meets her seven times throughout his life. It’s heart-breaking and poignant and the characters are written with so much thought. (With an happy ending, to boot.)

First Impressions Often Lie by @antebellamy [9k, multi-chapter, completed modern au, boarding school au, enemies to friends to lovers] 

Listen, this fic is amazing. Mia writes like magic; it’s nostalgic and sweet and angsty all at once, and there are some lines in here that just make me shiver and cry and have a lot of feelings, okay. Overall, it’s engaging and fun and will stick with you for days after. 

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