but tomorrow she's gonna kill me

People always make Juliet out to be dumb in Romeo and Juliet, but I think she at least had some sense where Romeo didn't have much of any
  • Romeo: I was thinking about this chick earlier who I said I was in love with but now I love that girl over there that is very likely to either belong to my family's enemy or be close with my family's enemy as it is their party I am crashing
  • Juliet: I do not like being so young and forced into a relationship with an older man, but oh there's a cute guy more my age over there. And since he's here he must have been invited and is there for a reasonable love match for myself
  • --
  • Romeo: We should kiss right now at this party
  • Juliet: No that is a super dumb idea
  • Romeo: *kisses her anyway*
  • Juliet: That was dumb of you
  • --
  • Romeo: We should get married right now
  • Juliet: We don't know each other. Shouldn't we wait until at least a little time has passed?
  • Romeo: Like tomorrow?
  • Juliet: Sure, fine.
  • --
  • Juliet: We're married now, so we have to try and make things better between our families.
  • Romeo: Right.
  • Romeo: It seems I have killed your cousin and am now exiled.
  • --
  • Juliet: Ok so since Romeo fucked up I'm gonna fix this shit by taking a harmless sleeping liquid. He'll come and get me and we can go away together.
  • Romeo: *immediately kills himself*
  • Juliet: For fucks sake.
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requested by michaelsmoustache: could you plz do one that’s totally platonic, like best friends since day one, share everything and it could just be cute best friend shit cause i honestly need that rn. thank you, have a good day i love yoi

word count: 1099

pairings: peter parker x reader 

warnings: fluffy as hell, y’all 

a/n: okay so it’s not totally platonic, but its still focused on being bffs with peter which is amazing in itself. i’m sorry it took so long, love!! but i love yoi too. and thank you for being so patient with me!! enjoy, darlingssss

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“I can’t believe you like Star Trek over Star Wars,” you laughed, playfully shoving your best friend with your shoulder as the two of you walked home from school.

“I like the science!”

“Half of it’s fictional science,” you shot back. “At least I know Star Wars isn’t real.”

Peter Parker sputtered in frustration, his cheeks growing an adorable red. “You and Ned both love to gang up on me about liking Star Trek–it’s what I like!”

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  • Chaeyoung: For my birthday, you have to be nice to me all day. And that means you can't say anything mean when I make a joke
  • Nayeon: [Groaning] Fine. But I can still be mean to Jeongyeon when she makes dumb jokes right?
  • Chaeyoung: Nope. I'm granting Jeongyeon joke immunity.
  • Jeongyeon: [Leaning over to Nayeon] I guess that means you won't be able to... pun-ish me today
  • Nayeon: When this birthday is over I'm gonna kill you both
  • Chaeyoung: I guess that means tomorrow is going to be our... deathday
  • Nayeon: [Flipping a table] YOU'RE NOT EVEN TRYING ANYMORE
Shakarian: Post ME1

Imagine if Shakarian had happened late ME1/PostME1, how would have Garrus reacted to her death?


Garrus’ blue eyes were transfixed on the vid screen.

Breaking news. The Alliance has just reported that Commander Shepard is formally considered killed in action while scouting for Geth in the Attican Traverse. A memorial service will be held tomorrow to honor the actions of the recent Savior of the Citadel…

Coffee had spilled out of his mug, scorching his hand but he didn’t care. His mind was travelling at a million light years per minute, no Shepard couldn’t have been in the Traverse, she could be somewhere in space, she’s a survivor…

“Vakarian!” his superior barked, “You gonna bring me that coffee or what?”

He didn’t answer at first. The words resembled an echo, a memory trying to bubble up to the surface. With his eyes still glued to the screen, Garrus murmured, “I’m taking a few days off.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” He snapped back into the moment like a lightning rod, shoveing the coffee into his boss’ outstretched hand. “I have something to take care of.”

Garrus didn’t care if he ever worked at C-Sec ever again.

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homecoming {I} (series / peter parker x reader)

hey everyone!

so i decided to do a little series for once! let me know what you guys think about it.

be sure to check out this edit i made over on instagram here and my master list here.

it made me extremely emotional. 

i love you all and thank you so much for the love and support. ♡

hope you enjoy

just imagine him looking at you like that omfg 


Peter Parker’s point of view

Ned and i sat in the lunchroom admiring her as she walked by, talking to Liz. i’ve always had a crush on y/n. she’s stunning, funny, smart, and just hint of more human then the rest of us. she’s like an angel on earth.

“we should probably stop staring before it gets creepy.” Ned said and i nodded.

“too late.” said Michelle at her end of the table. Ned and i gave her a ‘really?’ look and she shrugged before going back to her book.

“did she get a new top?”

“no, we’ve just never seen it with that skirt.”

“gotcha.” i said and then we were rudely interrupted by Flash slamming his hands on the table. 

“what are you two doofs looking at?” he asked as he looked around. his eyes landed on y/n and a smirk played onto his lips.

“ohh, her?” he asked,”she’s pretty. too bad she’s out of your league, though, Parker.”

“you don’t know that.” said Ned and i looked over at him and shrugged. Flash was right, she was way out of my league, but a guy can dream, right?

“she’s already going to homecoming with me, so have fun with your little inflatable girlfriends.” he said and i rolled my eyes as he walked away. it broke my heart to hear that she was going with someone else.

just then, she walked over. i felt like i was going to have a panic attack.

“hey, sorry, did he bother you guys?” she asked. i looked up at her. the way her hair fell, the way she spoke, the way she did everything was just so mesmerizing.

“yeah, he was.” Ned spoke. i tried containing myself.

“are you okay? i know he’s an asshole, i’ve gotta deal with him hitting on me everyday, it’s so annoying.” she said.

“yeah, he’s always an asshole to us. it’s okay though, nothing we’re not used to.” i had to make sure to thank Ned for talking when i could because i seriously cannot talk right now. even if i could, i would probably embarrass myself.

“you sure you’re okay? even you, Peter?” she asked and i looked up and her eyes met with mine. i opened my mouth to speak, but Ned cut me off.

“yeah, yeah. he’s fine.”

she gave me a smile before turning to Ned. 

“okay, well. i’ll see you guys around.” she said before getting up and walking back to her friends. i let out a loud sigh, Ned looked over at me.

“you’re lucky to have me in your life, man.” he said.

“thanks, bro.” i said and he nodded.

“anything to help you get the girl.” he said.

-

i walked down the hallway to get back to class and i saw y/n hanging up posters for homecoming. i guess she heard my footsteps and she turned around.

“oh, hey Peter.” she smiled and i smiled back at her.

okay, keep your cool. you can do this.

“he-hey, y/n.” i said and she walked over to me.

“do you have anyone to come to homecoming with?” she asked.

“no, no. i don’t even think i’m going.” i said and she frowned and tilted her head.

god dammit she’s fucking adorable. 

“why not?”

“well-uh-you see, i don’t have a date. and i highly doubt that someone would want to go with me.” 

“well, i happen to know someone. i’m really close with her.” she said and i furrowed my eyebrows as my heart rate quickened.

“who?”

“me, silly.” she laughed. 

my heart jumped into my throat.

“you-you wanna go to homecoming with-with me?” i asked and she smiled.

“of course, why not? you’re pretty adorable.” she said.

she just called me adorable asjdeismam 

keep it cool, Peter. keep it cool.

“uh- i thought you were going with, Flash?” 

“is that what he told you too?” she asked and i nodded.

“ugh, i’m gonna kill him.” she mumbled,”but yes, Peter. i would like for you to accompany me to homecoming this Friday night.” 

sfhdfnrdj why me?! 

“i-i would love to.” i said giving her a smile. she smiled happily as her eyes lit up.

“great. we can talk more about it at lunch tomorrow if you’d like.” she said and i nodded.

“awesome. i’ll see you tomorrow, Peter.” she smiled.

“se-e you tomorrow.” i stammered and she gave me a small wave before walking away. her hair flowing with her. 

i took a deep breath before running back to the classroom to tell Ned.



parts: I II

Best Friends | Adrino

[ao3 link] @miraculousfluffmonth

“Dude.”

“Don’t say it.”

“Dude.”

“Don’t say it.”

Dude.”

“Don’t say it.”

“Your hair is pink!”

“Don’t- wait, what?” Adrien jumped up from his couch and ran to the mirror, looking himself over. Sure enough, his hair was a hot pink that would rival Alix’s. “Oh my God, if that akuma wasn’t already cleansed, I’d kill it! That’s why Ladybug was laughing before she left!”

Nino snorted, watching his friend panic. “You want me to go out and buy you some bleach?”

Adrien whined. “The stylist at the shoot tomorrow is gonna kill me.” He hung his head and whimpered. “You know bleach will ruin my hair.”

“Eh, not if you do right and just the once,” Nino assured him. “My sister had this whole phase where she was freaking out over fitting in at school, so she bleached her hair. Worked great the first couple times, but then she did it too often. I helped her, and I think I still remember how to do it.”

“Really?” Adrien spun around. “You are the best best friend ever, you know that, right?”

Nino smirked. “Yeah, I am. But we’re talking about you being Chat Noir later, capiche?”

Adrien moaned and hung his head again. “Capiche.”

One For Both Teams Part 3

Summary: (High School AU) Starting fifth year in a completely new area proves less confusing than Y/N thought, as she easily befriends a number of people. The only thing is, not all of them get along, and Y/N finds herself torn between them.

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Part Three

“Now, if you want to memorize a bunch of formulas and tricks, that will get you through the tests. Unfortunately, it will not give you an understanding of the mathematical universe, so I still recommend that you look deeper into these tasks and see the connections. Class dismissed.”

You let out a sigh of relief and packed your stuff up as quickly as possible, heading for the door. The other maths classes seemed to have ended a mere minute before yours, and the hallway was swarming with people. Great. Exactly what you needed after an hour and a half of trigonometric functions.

You gently pushed your way forward, trying to reach the door to the stairwell without trampling anyone or stepping on their toes, because good god that would be embarrassing.

Suddenly, your books were lying on the floor, and you had no idea how they got there. You quickly knelt down to pick them up, terrified of being stampeded to death by the masses of teenagers. You looked around for the last book, only to see someone handing it to you. You took it and stood up, causing him to do the same.

“Sorry, wasn’t looking where I was going.”

I’ll say, you thought, but decided not to make that comment.

“Oh, no, it’s fine. Steve, was it?”

“Yeah. Y/N, right?” he asked, and you nodded.

There was an awkward silence as the hallway around you kept buzzing. Was he expecting you to say something? You were just about to open your mouth when he spoke up.

“See you around, then,” he said, offering you a smile, which you returned, before pushing the door to the stairwell open. 

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damn perfume

pairing: lin x reader (shocker)

prompt: (anon) can you write a Lin x Reader with #51 and/or #15? fluffy maybe??

51. “are you jealous?”

15. “just marry me already!”

warnings: swearing? this sucks?

words: 1,795

a/n: i originally rlly liked this but i think it kind of stinks now that i’ve read it over so much. also it just sucks in general. i apologize in advance. okay i love you!! please keep leaving requests, i adore them.


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“Slide over,” Lin grumbled near two in the morning as you felt the mattress dip. Instead of moving, you latched onto him, forcing him closer to the edge of the bed.

“Y/N,” he groaned. Regardless, he wrapped his arms tight around you, pressing sweet kisses to your hair.

You sighed into him, grateful to have him holding you; because if you were honest, you weren’t sure anyone else would.

The following morning, you woke up first - a rare occasion for the both of you. Maybe you would make breakfast, or do the crossword. But as you shuffled towards the edge of the bed, Lin’s grip tighten on you.

Giggled, you curled back into his arms.

Lin smiled.

The pair of you stayed like that for nearly an hour, content in each other’s company.

Around nine, you shoved him out of bed, “You’re gonna be late,” you sang as he rolled his eyes.

“I could call Javi,” he pondered, making you laugh.

“I’ll walk you today, how’s that?”

He grinned like a child, nodding his head rapidly. God, he was cute.


Lin practically dragged you into the theater despite your protests.

“I’m coming back for the show tonight - I’ll see everyone then,” you teased, “Otherwise we won’t be eating this week.” You added, reminding yourself of the lack of groceries in your house.

“There’s someone I want you to meet!” He chimed, a smile plastered on his face as he pulled you through the doors.

Defeated, you went along, clutching his hand and shouting out apologies as you dodged Anthony and Jasmine. By the time you reached his dressing room, you were nearly out of breath.

“Lin, slow down,” you laughed airily. To your surprise, however, there was a girl in his dressing room.

“Cameron!” He gushed, letting go of your hand to run to her. You felt a pang in your stomach but pushed it down.

“This is Y/N!” Lin smiled, pulling the girl towards you. She was pretty. Really pretty. She even dressed nice; her freshly ironed blouse made your cotton tee look like trash.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you! You’ve got to tell me how to managed to rein in Lin,” she grinned, taking a step forward and pulling you into a hug.

Great, she’s nice too.

You forced a smile onto your face, doing your best not ASLDFKJKG to breathe in her perfume. She even smelt pretty.

You let out a low laugh, pulling away after a beat. Lin stood between you, an arm over her shoulder.

“Two of my favorite girls in the same place,” he grinned.

Laughed curtly, you explained that you had some errands to run but you’d see him tonight. Lin frowned, but let you go. Without a kiss.

Walking out, Daveed stopped you.

“Leaving so soon?”

You nodded, feebly looking for an excuse, “I’ve got… things, to do,” you said, gesturing mindlessly.

Daveed saw right through it, placing a hand on your shoulder, “What’s going on?”

You shook your head, the same fake smile on, “Nothing! Really!” Your voice was too high and far to energetic to only be on coffee cup number one.

This time, however, Daveed let it go; pulling you into a hug before waving goodbye.


At the theater that night, you had hoped the worst was over. Waiting backstage with Pippa, you giggled about something Groff had told her.

Instantly, you turned at the sound of Lin.

“Hey, pretty,” he smiled, wrapping his arms around you. You melted in his arms, sighing lightly. Lin gave you one more squeeze before pulling away.

“Cam and I were planning on getting some drinks tonight, you in?” Your heart sank.

Curling your lips into a tight smile, you shook your head. “I’m not feeling all that well,” you tried.

His eyes fell in concern, “Want me to stay home?” He blanched.

You shook your head again, despite the rest of your body telling you otherwise, “It’s okay. I’ll see you later.”

Walking home, you grumbled, “Cam this, Cam that. We’re getting drinks, Cam and I…” You kicked the pebble in front of you. This sucked.

You woke up that night to his soft hum as the mattress dipped. Kissing the top of your head, he mumbled a, “Hi, pretty,” before sighing softly. Happy he was home - at your home - you pulled him closer. Your eyes shot open at the smell of perfume that was definitely not yours. You snaked out of his arms, pushing yourself towards the edge of the bed.

“Babe?” Lin said quietly at the loss of contact.

You took in a sharp breath, pulling yourself out of bed and to the bathroom. You just needed to think.


The following morning, you were tired. It’s not like you slept much that night; no. You barely managed three hours, because every time you climbed back in bed that damn perfume was the only thing you could smell.

Wednesday came soon enough and your old friend Tyler took you to lunch. It was good. Really good, actually. He made you forget about your worries and told you about everything going on with him.

On the contrary, things with Lin were clammy. He spent a lot of his time at the theater, which you were used to, but so was Cam. Every time you walked over to drop off lunch for him, she was there. When he brought you coffee on Thursday, she was there too - waiting in the passenger seat of his car, dressed nicer than you were for the holidays. She was everywhere. Figuring if Lin was going to move on, you needed some outlets, you called your first roommate - Danny - and got drinks later in the night.

On Friday, you walked backstage to say goodbye to Lin before the intermission.

“I’m heading out tonight, I’ll be home late, okay?” You offered, desperately trying to avoid eye contact. Lin’s brows furrowed, but he nodded.

“Want me to wait up?” He gleamed. Shaking your head you pulled him into a light hug.

“I’ll see you later,” you sighed, speed walking away from his room and towards the exit.

It was already nine, so you headed towards the bar to meet a member of the band that had played the night before named Michael. At the sight of you, his eyes light up and he greeted you with a hug.

The pair of you chatted for hours, alcohol coursing through your body. You could feel yourself getting warm, but you weren’t sure if it was the shot you had just downed, the humid bar, or the burning fact that Lin wasn’t beside you.

Laughing at a story you had only heard half of, you put your hand on Michael’s shoulder, assuring him that you were happy he was here. He gave a quirk of a smile, winking at you as he bumped his knee against yours.

“Y/N?” You heard suddenly, making you jump back from him. Lin?

“Hey,” you breathed, seeing Cameron right next to him. Her arm was linked through his, instantly making your face fall.

He stuffed his hands deeper into his pockets.

Cameron whispered something into his ear, pulling him away before Lin could speak. Her slew way of taking him had your heart in your throat.

You felt your throat tighten and tears prick at your eyes as you turned back to Michael, ready to forget what had just happened - as if you could.

You stayed with Michael for another hour or so, begrudgingly walking up the stairs to your apartment. You picked at your nails for a moment before heading inside. You expected yelling, you expected tears - both of which there were, but not immediately.

“Lin?” You called out, tediously walking inside. No response. You locked the door behind you, throwing your purse on the counter. “Lin?” You tried again. He was sitting on the couch, bouncing his knee in anticipation. Already annoyed, you cocked an eyebrow.

Lin snapped.

“Are you breaking up with me?” He instantly asked.

Your neck cracked from moving so quickly, “Excuse me?”

“Are. You.” He articulated, “Breaking up with me?”

Sputtering out a laugh, you placed your hands on your hips, “It didn’t seem like it mattered when you were out with Cam all week.”

“Y/N - you’ve been out with different guys each day this week! And suddenly I’m the bad guy for going out with my friend?” He asked platonically.

“I don’t feel anything for them!”

Lin laughed bitterly at this, “That guy at the bar didn’t seem to understand that.”

Unfinished, you clapped back, “Who are you to talk? Every day this week has been ‘Cam and I are getting drinks,’ ‘Cam and I are getting lunch,’ ‘Cam brought me coffee’ -“

“Are you jealous?”

“Why don’t you just start sleeping with her too!”

“Y/N, baby -“

“Don’t you dare ‘baby’ me.” You spat. He was not playing victim here.

“Oh my God,” he laughed.

“Do you really think this is funny?” Getting angrier at each word he said, you raked a hand through your hair before turning you back on him and heading towards the kitchen for some water. You did not need to be angry, sad, and hungover tomorrow morning. Regardless, Lin was hot on your trails, grabbing your hand to face him.

“I’m in love with you,” he started, making you scoff. “Not Cam.”

You rolled you eyes as he continued, “And she’s gonna kill me if she finds out that this was how I ended up doing it.” Doing what - oh my God, you thought, as he got on one knee, pulling a small black box from his pocket. A hand flew to your mouth, instantly softening your face.

“I didn’t know how to ask you and so I called Cameron because she always talked about her wedding as a kid and,” he rambled, “I figured she could help me plan something romantic - God, this is so unromantic -“

“Just marry me already!” You interrupted, forcing your left hand in front of him. Lin’s creased brows relaxed when he saw the smile on your lips, a sly smirk forming on his lips.

“I haven’t even proposed,” he teased. Still, he slid the diamond onto your ring finger before cupping your face in his hands. His kiss was sweet as his undeniable grin pressed itself to your lips. You grabbed the lapels of his jacket to pull him flush against you. Joyful tears ran down your cheeks as his kisses melted you.

Suddenly, you pulled away.

“I am so sorry,” you said. “I just thought you were going to leave me and -“

Fiancé, I’m not going anywhere,” he managed before his lips found yours again, still grinning.

Presence (Raphael Santiago X reader)

HIIIIIII!!!!! I’m finally back y’all!!!

So here’s what @loveyoulots27 requested

“Can you do 15, and 16? For Raphael Santiago from shadow hunters 😊”

15. I love you, you piece of shit

16. If I choose you over sleep, then you better feel so fucking special.

Raphael called (Y/n) frantically at his phone. “What the hell is wrong with you?” (Y/n) growled over the phone. Raphael could tell that she was cranky and didn’t want to move from her bed.
“(Y/n),” Raphael said calmly, “Are you awake?”
“What do you you think?” (Y/n) nearly shouted. Raphael wouldn’t be surprised if the whole down town New York woke up. “I’m only awake because you called!”
“So?” he asked ignorantly.
“It’s three in the morning!” she shouted.
Raphael sat on the couch as his grip on the phone tightened.
“Can you come over?” Raphael said. Under normal circumstances, (Y/n) would have hung up on him right away, but Raphael’s voice was pleading, and (Y/n) can’t possibly say no to that. She grunted a “fine,” and hung up violently.
-
A knock was heard in the door of the hotel DuMort and Raphael knew who it was. He expected his girlfriend to be there with a smile, but instead what he got was a frown and tired eyes. “If I choose you over sleep, then you better feel so fucking special.”
Raphael smiled. He was used to this treatment. (Y/n) was always so sweet, except for whenever he kept her awake in ungodly hours.
“I do feel special, actually,” he smirked, inviting her in, “I thought you would just wave off my request,” he shrugged.
”I came because I love you, you piece of shit,” she snarled, but Raphael could tell that she was being sincere. “why did you want me to come over, anyway?” (Y/n) raised her eyebrow.
“I have a meeting with the all the North American clan leaders tomorrow,” he started, “and I needed advice on what to wear.”
(Y/n) crossed her hands over her chest and gestured him to come closer. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?” she shouted in his ears, and Raphael only chuckled in response. “I love you too.”
She walked over to the couch and snuggled herself in there. “If you wake me up before the sun rises, I’m gonna kill you,” she threatened playfully as she dozed off to sleep.
Raphael felt triumphant. Little did (Y/n) know, Raphael only wanted her around so she could keep him company, even if she was asleep. Her presence calmed him, and that was exactly what he needed before the meeting.

-

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Remember…..  part 10

You can read part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here, part 4 here, part 5 here, part 6 here, part 7 here, part 8 here & part 9 here


Bobby explained what the plan was. Dean and Sam would be the distraction. You were going to shoot the bow. You just needed a witch to make the spell so that the bow would work. Find a witch who could help you guys out. The night was settling now. You were wandering the streets of New Orleans thinking about how to get the plan to work. Where could you find a witch. When you remembered your talk with Bobby earlier today. I had to talk with Klaus maybe he could give me some answers about all those memories and maybe he knows someone. You made your way towards their compound.

You were standing in front of the door. You still didn’t knock and you were not sure if you should.

“Can I help you?” You hear a voice behind you. You look back and you see Elijah stand behind you.

“I hope so” You say to him. He takes a step closer to you making you take a step back.

“Don’t be afraid I’m not going to hurt you.” He says walking closer to you and opening the door. “Come in” He says. He walks in first and you walk behind him.

Both of you walk towards a side room. It was a little living room. He sits on a chair and he signs for you to take a seat on the couch.

“How can I help you?” He says

“I was looking for Klaus.” You say to him and his face softens at your words. “But I know for sure you can help me to.” You continued. He nods his head. “Did I knew you before a few days ago?” You ask him right away.

His questions takes him off guard. “And why would you think that?” He says.

“How do I know Rebekah is you sister and Kol is one of your brothers.” You say to him calmly He just looks at you and doesn’t say anything. “I’m having this weird dreams about you guys like they were memories. That’s all happened since Klaus gave me some of his blood.”

“I’m sorry y/n but I can’t answer you that’s a answer only Klaus can give you.” He says to you with a smile. A smile you recognise immediately. The smile he always gave you. The noble smile. You just nod you head towards him.

“Do you know somebody who would help us with a spell?” You said to him.

“Maybe.. what kinda spell you want to do?” He asks

“It’s a binding spell.” You say to him.

“Well… Sara could help you.” He says “She has a shop on the…”

“I know where I can find her.” You interrupt him. “Thank you. I should go.” You say to him and you got off the couch and you walk towards the door.

Klaus walks now into the compound when he spots you he gets a smile on his face.

“Hi love and how can I help you?” He says to you.

You smile back at him and you walk past him towards the door and out of the compound.

“Klaus” Elijah says.

“What happened?” Klaus asks

“She’s confused.” Elijah says. “She’s remembering things.”

Klaus looks at him. His face getting a little smile.

“She also asked for a witch to do a binding spell.” Elijah says “I told her to go see Sara.”

“That’s good brother.” Klaus says. He looks at Elijah and then begins walking towards the door.

“Where you going brother?” Elijah asks.

“I’m going to talk to her, brother.” Klaus said walking out of the compound. “This may be the change I have to get her back.”


You walked towards Sara shop as fast as possible. It was closed. You didn’t know what to do so you just knocked on the door. You saw a light appear on the back of the shop. After a few minutes the door from the shop opens. Sara is standing there looking at you.

“I need your help.” You say to her. She opens the door a little further so you can get in. Both of you walk towards the back.

There was a little kitchen in the back of the shop.

“How can I help you y/n?” Sara says to you

“I need you to help me do a spell.” You say to her.  She looks at you confused.

You gave her a little smile and began to explain the plan to her.

Klaus just arrived at the shop. He hears your voice coming closer by the second.

“I will see you tomorrow Sara. Where will come pick you up around 6.” You say to her.

“I will be ready then.” She says to you. She walks you out of the shop. You both say your goodbyes and you start walking towards the hotel.

“Hello love.” You hear. You look next to you and you see Klaus walking next to you.

“Hi” You say to him

“I heard from my brother you were looking for me.” He says.

“Not anymore” You say making a left turn to one of the side streets.

“Elijah told me you were have dreams like there were memories.” He says. You don’t react to him. You just kept walking. Before you knew he was in front of you.

“Tell me what you saw till now?” He asks you softly. “Please?” He says

“I don’t know” You say to him.

“Did you had memories of us?” He asks.

You look down. You feel his hand grab you chin and pulling it up so you would look him in the eyes. Both of you don’t say anything to each other. He rubs your cheek with his other hand. You close your eyes.


“Nik promise me.” You said

“I promise love. No matter what happens I will be here for you. I will protect you and I will not leave you alone. Always and forever.”


You open your eyes. Klaus still in front of you. “Nik?” You say to him. He smiles at you. He pulls you closer when your phone rings.

You pulled the phone from your pocket and answer it.

“Y/n where are you?” You hear Dean say worried.

“Hi Dean, I’m coming just took a little longer then I thought. “ You say to him.

“I will see you in a few then.” He says ending the call right away.

You look towards Klaus. He’s looking at you. Waiting for you to say something.

“I have to go.” You say to him passing him and walking as fast as you could towards the hotel. Klaus watches you walk away. 

Klaus phoned ringed. He looked at the caller ID and he saw Sara’s name pop up.

“Hello Sara.” He says picking up the phone

“Klaus we need to talk. Y/n is in danger.” Sara says

“I coming.” He says. He hangs up the phone and runs with his vampire speed to Sara.

He knocks on the shop door and Sara comes running towards the door and opens it.

“Klaus I need your help.” Sara says

“What’s going on?” Klaus asked “Why Y/n in danger?”

“THey’re going to take care of the witch tomorrow night.” She says. “She just came by and asked me to help with a binding spell.” She looks down. “They can’t kill the witch so their going to take her powers away binding them to the arrows. When the arrows reach the witch body it’s gonna make that person powers go to the person who shot the arrows and in this case Y/N.” She says.

“How can we stop it?”

“We can’t I have to do the spell. But I need your blood to make sure if the powers is to much for her that she doesn’t die.”

“No..” He says to her firmly. “I’m going to be there tomorrow. I will give her the blood myself” He says.  “Call me when you arrive at the place you gonna make the spell.” He says. He leaves immediately letting Sara alone in front of the shop.


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Custody

Originally posted by grayground

Note: Due to recent events and the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

I give full credit to the original owner of any gif or pic I use.

Length: 2,997 words

Genre: Angst

Trigger Warning: There is a racist undertone to this story and there will be a slight use of the N word.

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Nevada Ramirez x Niñita / Valentine’s Day

Related to my Don’t Call Me That series,
my first Nevada Ramirez x Reader/’Niñita’ story.

Originally posted by ruuuzek

Written per request by @marujovi & an anon… also threw in an old request from  @domcarisijr “Rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.” ;)

PS: This is definitely longer than most of my fics… there’s been a big lack of Nevada & Niñita lately, it’s worth it.


“What’re you two doin’ for Valentine’s day?”

Natalia was busy painting up her face- she had plans on going out that evening, had met a ’sweet man’ at the park. She had proposed this as a switch, a compromise you didn’t really need; she could go out on the 13th and she’d be able to handle the baby solo, giving you the 14th. How benevolent.

“Prolly nothin.’” It wasn’t the answer she was hoping for, obviously, from the way she gaped at you via her reflection. “Don’t act like your brother is the King of Romance or anything,” you rolled your eyes while clapping Lillian’s precious little hands together, maintaining a high pitch sing-song tone through the berating of her uncle. “He’d rather take me to an alley than out to dinner.”

“You know that’s not true,” Thoughtfully, she pouted at herself, and finished coloring her lips crimson. “I thought you two were gettin’ along fine lately?”

You shrugged your shoulders aloofly; you didn’t want to get your hopes up. When you had suggested going out for Valentine’s Day, Nevada had scoffed- ‘Don’t I do enough for you as is?’ of course he did, but wasn’t today supposed to be special? So much for that. 'I get you shit all the time, just call it early.’ Reaaaaal gentleman you managed to land, good job.

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anonymous asked:

HELP!! IVE LIKED THIS GIRL FOR A WHILE NOW AND I HEARD FROM HER BEST FRIEND THAT SHE LIKES ME AND IS PLANNING ON ASKINB ME OUT TOMORROW????????? AND SHE ASKED ME WHAT MY FAVOURITE FLOWER WAS TODAY DURING GYM??? ENTIRELY OUT OF THE BLUE?????? I THINK IM GETTIN A GIRLFRIEND??? BUT IM SHY? HOW DOES ONE GO ABOUT THIS?????? Also I'm not allowed to date anyone and my mom would kill me if she found out I was dating a girl

AWWWW omg. You’re gonna be great. Don’t worry!!! Do be careful of your family though. Stay safe 💖

Don’t Mess It Up - Carl Grimes.

a/n: I didn’t even mean for this fic to be so long. Idk I had this kind of idea in my head for a while. Let me know if you like it. Requests are always open and messages I always answer lmao.

Summary: Carl is being very shady and sneaky and (Y/n) just can’t understand why. But Carl doesn’t mean to be. Maybe he’s doing this he shouldn’t be doing. Maybe he’s planning something. Maybe he’s not doing anything at all. (Y/n) finds out one way or another. 

Warning: None. Smut free lol.


You wake to the sound of rain hitting the window and try to stir, only to be imprisoned by Car’ls arms. You lightly lift his arm so that he doesn’t wake and you sit up, feet dangling over the edge of the bed as you vigorously rub at your eyes and yawn. You stand and put on one of Carl’s shirts and some shorts and make your way downstairs where you find Michonne sat with Judith in the kitchen.

“Good morning honey, sleep well?” She asks and you smile and nod.

“It was okay. Carl snores very loud.” You laugh and she nods but then you hear footsteps behind you.

“No I do not.” You hear Carl protest from behind you as you turn to gaze at him and raise an eyebrow.

“Sure. How would you know, you’d be sleeping, and I’m the one laying next to you so?” You utter and he frowns playfully as he walks to you and places a kiss on your lips. You flush as you realise that Michonne was still in the room. You pull back and he smiles.

“Get a room.” You hear as you see Rick walk past you both, smiling and chuckling.

“I was just coming to get Judith actually, if you want me too have her now I’ll take her?” You say as you turn to look at her sat in her chair. She looks at you and holds her arms out to you as she smiles. You pick her up and brush at her hair with your fingers.

“Thanks (Y/n) we’d really appreciate that.” Rick says as you walk upstairs with her and look at your clothes.

“So help me out Judith, should I wear one of Carl’s flannels or my leather jacket today?” You mutter and hold them both up and she points to Carl’s flannel. “Of course you’d go for something that’s Carl’s.” You whisper. “Whatever you say. You’re the boss.” You change your clothes and put your boots on before you grab Judith and take her downstairs with you.

“Hey, you seen Carl?” You ask when you spot Michonne and Rick in the kitchen talking. They both frown and shake their heads.

“Nope, haven’t seen him. Thought he was with you upstairs.” Rick shrugs his shoulders at you.

“No, it was just me and Judith up there, I’ll go look for him.” You say as you turn to leave with Judith. You step out the door and spot Tara so you decide to ask if she’s seen him.

“No honey sorry. Last I saw him he was with Enid talking about-” She stops what she’s saying as then looks you dead in the eye. “I don’t really know what they were talking about.” She whispers the last part as you freeze and your heart starts to speed up. If Tara was thinking what you thought she was thinking then she must be wrong. No way.

“It’s okay, thanks though.” You smile as you walk away and turn your attention to Judith. “ I guess it’s just me and you today Judith.” You mutter to her and she reaches out to grab a strand of your hair and give it a quick but small tug.“ You chuckle to yourself as you walk around a little more, still looking for Carl in hopes of finding him. You look everywhere and you start to worry so you just go back home. Either he was missing or he was off with Enid but you couldn’t bring yourself to think about that so you head home.

You place Judith in her bed carefully so that she doesn’t wake up. When you leave the room you jump as you bump into Carl. Your heart slows a little as you control your breathing and then you look up at him to see him smiling at you before walking past him to go downstairs, acting oblivious to his sudden appearance. When you get to the living room you stop an you know if you don’t say something to him you’d burst.

"Where the hell have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere from you all day. I asked Tara if she’d seen you and she said she’d seen you with Enid. What are you up to Carl?” You half shout have whisper as you see his eyes widen. You can hear the door to the kitchen shut and you assume it’s Rick and Michonne giving you guys some privacy. He gulps as you wait for his answer. You can’t look him directly in the eye so you just look at the clock behind him. 11:23pm. You sigh. It had been a long day and you didn’t want to have to do this now.

“Yes, I was with Enid. I can’t exactly tell you why but you have to trust me. I’m sorry you’ve been looking for me. I’ve been…busy.” He utters to you and you scoff.

“So then why can’t you tell me. What’s going on with you and Enid Carl?” You ask and he steps back a little as his face drops into a frown.

“You think I’m cheating on you?” He whispers. “So you don’t trust me. It hurts me that you think I’d do that too you. I love you (Y/n) and for you to think that- oh my god.” He shakes his head in disapproval.

“What do you expect Carl? First you take off without telling me where you’re going. In fact you took off without even saying goodbye or even I’ll be back. Then when I ask Tara, she says you’re with Enid and she said she didn’t have a clue what you guys were doing. Then you come home really late telling me that you cant tell me what you’re doing with her and know here we are. I can’t do this. I’m too tired, I’m just gonna go to bed.” You say as you storm off and stride past him.

Carl’s PoV: She pushes past me and leaves me hurt and confused. It’s killing me that I can’t tell her. I love her so much and to see her hurt. I never want to hurt her. I hear the door to the kitchen open and I see my dad and Michonne walk out. They look at me with utmost sympathy as they walk over to me.

“She’ll understand tomorrow. Just you wait, she’ll love you for it.” He whispers as he snakes his arm around my shoulder.

“But now what do I do. I can’t let her go to sleep angry.” I exclaim and my dad sighs.

“You may have to right now. How about don’t let her wake up angry. Make it right again son. You love her and she loves you.” He utters as he kisses Michonne on her temple and she blushes and smiles. I nod. Okay yeah, I won’t let her wake up angry. She’ll be happy tomorrow, no matter what.

Normal PoV: You pull the blanket closer to you as you shut your eyes. Your blood boiled as you tried to sleep but all that kept going through your head was Carl and Enid and it had your head spinning. So much so that you ended up falling asleep.

You wake with a jolt as you feel that Carl isn’t beside you and then you remember last nights happening and sigh to yourself. You dangle your feet over the bed and then see a box on the desk. You open it too find some flowers and a note.

‘I haven’t forgotten. I love you. I hope you can forgive me. - C’

You put the note down and pick up the flowers. They are pretty Tulips. You smile to yourself as you set them down and put on some shorts before you walk downstairs. But you aren’t greeted by Rick or Michonne or Carl. You aren’t greeted by anyone but you are greeted by a green balloon and a piece of paper.

'I’m sorry about how I’ve acted. I have to make it right. I will explain everything but first you have to find me. I’ll be waiting. -Carl x’

You put the paper down and frown in confusion. You walk into the kitchen only to find that there isn’t anyone there. You shrug and then go to put on some clothes. You decide on one of Carl’s flannels again. As you leave the house you see Tara waiting on the porch. You sit on the chair next to hers.

“What are you doing here? And where is everyone?” You ask and she smirks.

“The place that you first tripped and fell into his arms.” She says and your brows furrow.

“What?

"The place that you first tripped and fell into his arms. You want to find Carl then you need to find that place.” She nods ans stands and then you click on.

“So this is like, a puzzle?” You ask and she laughs when she sees you rolling your eyes. “So cliché.” you mutter to yourself and smile. “Fine, I’ll go.” You stand and walk to the place. When you guys first arrived at Alexandria you decided to go walking around for bit. You guys had found some alcohol and decided to drink a little bit. When you stopped outside of Carlos house you accidentally tripped over a rock and feel into Carl’s arms. He caught you and that was when you knew you liked him more than a friend. So there you were, walking to Carols house. You stop outside of it to see arrows point towards her porch. There was another green balloon with another piece of paper.

'Did you think we forgot? You remembered this place. You love me and I love you. Walk inside. Go on you know you want to. - Carl’

You fold the piece of paper and put it inside your pocket as you turn the handle and walk in.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” You step back a little and smile. You look at everyone. Rick is there, Michonne, Carol, Daryl, Maggie, Glenn, Abraham, Sasha, Eugene, Rosita, Judith and even Tara made it there before you.

“Oh my god.” You whisper and then everyone moves to the side and you frown. Carl pops out from the middle of the circle and then holds your hand. “You did all this? For my birthday?” You ask him as his free hand runs through your hair. He shrugs at you as a tear slips down your cheek. He steps back and lets go of your hand only to reach in his pocket and pull out a black box and get down on his knee. Your eyebrows shoot up as you step back a little.

“Look we may be young. But this is the apocalypse I mean, I’m not gonna save this for another time because in this world now we might not get another time. It’s always gonna be right now or never. So that’s what I’m taking advantage of. I know I love you and I know that I want to spend the rest of the life I have now with you. So, (Y/n), will you marry me?” He utters and you breath in and a tear falls down your cheek as you nod and smile.

“Of course I will you imbecile.” He chuckles at your choice of words as he places the ring on your finger and then gets up to kiss you, long and hard. You are then brought back to reality as everyone around you starts cheering. Your cheeks turn crimson as you hide your face in Carl’s neck. Rick come’s up to you both.

“See, what did I say. You both love each other. So don’t mess it up okay!” He says as he pats Carl’s shoulder.

Your 'Birthday party’ is still in action as you speak to everyone and have a laugh. You walk to the side and feel your arm get pulled and you immediately struggle out of the hold until you see the face of your kidnapper. Carl stares down at you with a grin.

“I just wanted to see you, felt like I haven’t seen you much tonight.” He mutters and you kiss his lips quickly.

“I’ve just been speaking to everyone. Thank you, for all of this.” You whisper. “So can I ask, yesterday?” You say and he sighs.

“It was a surprise. I couldn’t tell you anything so I just had to leave without saying anything. I agree I should’ve said something, maybe made up a lie but I didn’t. And Enid helped me set this all up. Those are her balloons. This day just had to be perfect and yesterday with Tara she almost slipped up, so the way she said it all made it sound terrible. She is sorry for that, which is why she came to you today.” He says and you sigh and kiss him again.

“Thank you.” is all you can manage to say as you stat to feel overwhelmed. You cuddle close to him, your head resting on this chest as his hands run through your hair. “We have experienced a lot of stress over the past two days.” You mutter, barely audible but he chuckles.

“Some of us more than others. Do you know how nerve racking it has been. Not knowing what to say when I’m around you. And anyway, all that stress will be for nothing when you see what I have planned for tonight.” He whispers and your head whips up to look into his eyes. He winks at you and you bite your lip at the sound of that. You start to wonder what he could have planned, resting your head back on his chest. It’s quite, until you hear the voice of Glenn through the corridor you guys were in.

“C'mon you two love birds, everyone’s looking for you.” He says before he shouts to everyone, “Hey, I found 'em.” You both look at each other and take a deep breath as you he kisses you on the forehead.

“Come one, let’s enjoy go enjoy the party. Just keep tonight in mind. You’ll love it, I swear.” He mutters into your ear as you walk back into the room. A shudder runs down your spine as you think about what he had planned. It was going to be great. And you couldn’t wait for it. “I love you.” He whispers as he kisses your hand. This man was going to be the death of you. But you didn’t mind. You loved him. And you couldn’t wait to spend the rest of your lives together. No matter how short or long. He was yours and you were his. And you have never been happier.

An Owed Debt- Bucky x May(oc)   Chapter 22

Authors notes: So, obviously it’s been a while. Sorry about that. Hopefully I make up for that with this almost 2K fic. Thanks for reading and for sticking with me through this funk I’ve been in. Your support means the world to me.

Notes/Warnings: Loss of memory, headaches, more running (I still think its a form of torture) Nothing else I can think of- let me know if I’ve forgotten something.

Originally posted by breakmybedbarnes

 May swallowed hard and shook her head. “No, I don’t remember them.”

 Bucky nodded and shut the laptop that had been resting across his knees. He set it down on the coffee table and chewed the inside of his lips as he leaned back on the couch. They had been going through pictures of May and her parents for the last three hours hoping there would be an image that sparked a memory.

 May leaned back beside him and stared at the ceiling. She sniffed and took a deep breath, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I’m so tired of crying.” She confessed. Bucky nodded again, not knowing what else there was to say. “Who is the woman with the dark hair?”

 “That was your mom.” He reminded.

 May shook her head. “No, the woman from your memories that I dug through. She was with me and her fingers glowed.”

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Nurse

Originally posted by tomhollanderr

I was woken up to the sound of pounding on my window. Opening my eyes, I saw a blur of red sitting outside my window. I knew that it was Peter, probably wanting to talk about what crime he stopped tonight. I got up, and opened the window.

“Hey, Peter. You know we have school tomorrow so you should- are you okay?” I noticed that he was clutching his stomach. 

“I need your help. If I went home and May saw this, she would kill me herself.” He removed his hand, and what I saw terrified me. A huge gash was present, and it was bleeding profoundly. 

“Oh my goodness! You need to get to the hospital!”

“No! How am I supposed to explain this? Please. No hospitals. I need you to help me.” He begged me.

Nodding my head, I agreed. “Okay. Get the suit off. I’m gonna go get the first aid kit.”

I left him in my room, and hurried to the bathroom. Opening the cabinet, I grabbed the box of supplies and a bottle of rubbing alcohol. I then ran into the kitchen and grabbed a roll of paper towels. I rushed back to my room. When I got there, Peter had taken the suit off, and was standing awkwardly in my room, holding onto his stomach. 

I sat everything down. “Okay. This is gonna hurt, but please don’t scream. My parents are sleeping.”

I dabbed the rubbing alcohol onto a paper towel and rubbed it onto his wound. He groaned in pain. “I’m sorry, but I’ve got to clean it.” 

After a few minutes of soaking paper towel after paper towel in blood, I seemed to have cleaned the cut as much as I could. Reaching into the first aid kit, I grabbed a roll of bandages. “I really hope we have enough.” I mutter. 

I start to wrap the bandage around his middle, covering the gash. As soon as I was done, I clapped my hands. “Yes! Gosh, I’m good.”

Peter smiled. “Yeah. You are. What would I do without you?”

“You would bleed to death. And you would have died.” 

“Right. So, I guess that I should say thanks.” 

“You know that you don’t have to do that.” 

“I know, but I want to.” And he leaned forward and kissed me. 

When he pulled away, he looked into my eyes and said, “I love you, Y/N. I always have.”

I smiled. “I love you, Peter Parker. I always have as well.” 

“I should go. May is gonna wonder where I am.”

“Okay. Be careful.” 

And with one last kiss, he pulled his suit back on and jumped out the window, and watched as he swung away.

Chucky Impression
( probably gonna regret this tomorrow )
Chucky Impression

hey andy, don’t you remember me? i know .. it’s been a while huh?
got me stuck in this fucking body. kept trying to kill me. .. good times.
but now im back, as if it wasn’t obvious through that THICK FUCKING HEAD OF YOURS.
… but thats besides the point.
im here, to finish what i started andy. after all, we were going to be friends till the end. until you couldnt keep your fucking mouth shut for me. screaming, whining, crying– and look at you now.
i killed your childhood, andy. sure i meant to give your whore mother a visit, but i wanted to see how you were doing thus far after i scarred you for life.
… i think ill kill you slowly this time.
are you gonna call your mommy for help again? *laughs*
BECAUSE I PROMISE YOU. SHE ISN’T GOING TO SAVE YOU.
… i just have one more question for you.

wanna play?

Shit I've Heard In Class (Part Three):
  • "No one's hunting you."
  • "She's really smart, she just does it out of hate."
  • "All I'm thinking about is broccoli, cauliflower, and sex."
  • "Please try to like not do that."
  • "I'd like to retire and start doing walking pub tours instead."
  • "If that's your best parenting then put your kids up for adoption."
  • "I didn't lie, I told the truth as I knew it, but now I know the truth differently."
  • "What were you thinking promising to return my book to me tomorrow?"
  • "I'm gonna put this ladder on the trampoline."
  • "That's hurtful to my feelings and therefore I judge it as immoral."
  • "Are you saying I'm not a hipster?"
  • "Can I have a sign that that was a sign?"
  • "I hope I never have to live without you."
  • "Uh-oh, I think I might be killing someone today."
  • "Is bug spray okay?"
  • "Put that in your sovereignty and smoke it."
  • "You can just say 'yeah thanks—no'."
  • "Can you predict my behavior?"
  • "I'll deal with this person later, I know where she lives."
  • "IF the dead have feelings."
  • "You're still lazy and you're still stupid—no offense."
  • "We're all immoral when we tell our children Santa is real."
  • "It's almost not tomorrow anymore."
  • "Dogs don't lie to you, they have an innocence about them."
  • "Today may be your last day to have sex, eat a doughnut, drive fast..."
  • "The love and cherish things are a little iffy."
  • "Don't need condom."
  • "You will not leave."
  • "Jackasses are still people?"
  • "I swear to you I'm awake today."
  • "Can you promise to love someone?"
  • "You know what smarter creatures are doing right now? Stealing my car."
  • "Maybe we messed up our feelings."

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hAVE YOU SEEN VOLTRON S3?

UGHHH NOT YET ITS KILLING ME. I’m visiting my friend and she doesn’t watch it. BUT I GET HOME TOMORROW AND IM GONNA STAY UP ALL NIGHT WATCHING IT

I was able to watch the first episode and it was SO GOOD

Blood Money BTS | Part 3

Pairing: Unknown

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 (part 4 next wednsday 9:00pm central timezone)

Originally posted by tearsavi

“I’m gonna go pick up y/n.” Jimin called before walking back up to the ‘main’ floor.

You stood there tired and worn out, but you had learned something useful about reverse psychology. Tucking that away knowing it would be handy, especially when you were forced to join a gang, although it’s probably better you joined your brother’s gang than some random one. Then again you didn’t even know your brother was in a gang so you would have to talk to him about that….

“Ya! Are you gonna get in or are you planning my funeral?” Jimin called from the car snapping you out of your stupor. Shaking your head empty of those thoughts you opened the door and fell into the seat. “Are you okay? You look really tired….” he trailed off.

“Well considering I was not only awake for a full two days with a minimal of about half an hour of sleep because some asshole forgot how to drive when this thing called rain starts so he caused a major collision, so yeah, I am gonna look tired I feel dead Jimin.” you snapped, before sighing and apologizing.

“Hey, it’s okay I get it you’re tired let’s get you back home so you can rest.” He said driving onto the highway.

Once he pulled into the driveway you got out and opened the door to be greeted with silence. “Where is everyone?” you asked, turning to Jimin who just led you to the living room and opened a secret trap door that led down to a secret hide-away. “Um…” you started, it was well hidden, the door corresponded with how the wood laid so no one would be able to guess it was there.

“C’mon, the real place where we all stay is down here.” he said before gently nudging you down the stairs. Nodding too tired to really question him you walked down to be greeted by six boys around a kitchen table talking.

“Hey y/n!” Taehyung said happily coming over to hug you.

“Hey Taehyung.” you said quietly before staring at Jungkook who shifted awkwardly, inwardly groaning you walked over and placed your purse on the counter. “Take your shirt off Jungkook.” you said simply, everyone’s mouth almost fell to the floor.

“Excuse me you want me to what?” Jungkook spluttered,

“Did I fucking stutter?” you asked,

“N-no.” Jungkook started,

“Then take your shirt off I can already tell you’ve reopened your wound. I need to look at it, you idiot.” you muttered before wetting a cloth in warm water and dabbing around the stitches. “You did a good job cleaning him up Jimin, He could have been on his way to recovery if he hadn’t been a dumbass.” you said smiling at Jimin who glowed with praise. “You, my friend are staying in bed until you heal.”

“What?!” he started but you shook your head raising a hand.

“Nope, you heard me mister you’re going to stay in bed and let that heal, that means no working out, no mini fights. You are off the field for a few weeks sorry.” You patted his shoulder before telling him to go to his room and rest which he reluctantly did. “You and I are gonna have a nice talk too Jinnie.” you said pointing at him, “But first I need to sleep because I feel dead.”

“Let me show you to your room then y/n.” Hoseok said before you left the kitchen.

“Great.” Seokjin groaned sitting next to Namjoon, “I hate getting told off by her, especially since she’s my younger sister.”

“At least she’s going to be asleep for a while so you can mentally prepare yourself?” Namjoon said but it sounded more like a question. “The more important thing is that Jungkook will be unavailable for a while, so we should take that time to train her. From what I got a couple of days ago when she literally got away virtually unscathed she will be a great asset to us.” he said, before patting Jin on the knee. “Good luck man.”

“Thank’s Hoseok,” you said before walking into your room, it was quaint, not too big not too small. There was a single full sized bed pushed up against the corner with a single nightstand next to it, a desk was at the end, a dresser on the side and a closet on the other end. You found out that you shared a joint bathroom connecting to Jimin’s room. Sighing you dug through the drawers and found that they had gone to your apartment and taken all your clothes to transfer them here. You locked both doors of the bathroom before entering a steaming shower. Sighing as the warm water caressed your body you washed two days of grime off, shampooing your hair with what was presumably Jimin’s shampoo and conditioner before turning off the water and wrapping an insanely fluffy black towel around your body before walking into your room. Turning to grab a shirt you heard your door open.

“Hey y/n-oh my god i’m so sorry!” Jimin started before covering his eyes after noticing you only had a towel around your body. “Wait-is that my towel?” he asked, then you noticed the silver ‘J’ embroidered into the corner. Shrugging you sighed.

“I guess so, did you need something?” you asked slipping on some black underwear and a green t-shirt.

“Uh-well I just wanted to apologize, for earlier when I was rude to you in the car.” he muttered.

“Okay, is that all?” you paused, drying your hair and combing out the knots.

“Y-yea sorry i’ll let you sleep now.” Jimin then closed your door quietly and you collapsed in your bed wrapping your body in the silky gray sheets and warm black comforter.

Waking up a day later to a loud commotion in the kitchen you yawned before getting up and opening your door.

“What in god’s name is the noise about?” you said leaning against the kitchen doorway, then your eyes fell on none other than Jeon Jungkook, being told by Jimin that he needed to rest.

“Jungkook you need to rest and heal.” Jimin told him the others nodding in agreement.

“I don’t! I’m perfectly fine!” he argued.

“You are certainly not perfectly fine Jungkook.” you snapped before grabbing him and pushing him into the hallway back to his room.

“I am I prom-” he started but you cut him off.

“You won’t be as fine as you claim to be once I sew your mouth shut Kook. You will stay in this room until I say so and you will heal. Otherwise you’ll never be back out on the field with us. Got it?” you snapped before shutting and locking his door from the outside.

“Your sister’s kinda scary.” Hoseok whispered to Seokjin who nodded in agreement.

“She probably gets it from our mother, she was very scary too.” Seokjin whispered back,

“Jinnie, why didn’t you tell me you were in a gang?” you asked, “And South Korea’s most wanted too.” you narrowed your eyes,

“You’re on your own, Jin fighting!” Hoseok whispered before they left you alone to talk to him.

“I didn’t think it was important…” he started,

“Not important?? Now I know why you always had cuts and bruises. I should have recognized your face on the news…”

“I can explain!” he blurted out

“Please do!” you snapped.

“Our mother, she had a debt she owed because of her drug addiction.” he started, you just stared at him, “She owed Bangtan lots of money, we’re talking billions y/n.” Jin ran his hand through his hair sighing. “It wasn’t just for the low level drugs either, it was for the high end very expensive ones. She gave them me to pay back that debt, our mom isn’t who you think she is, neither is our dad.”

“What do you mean our dad?” you paused, “what about him I already knew about our mom’s drug addiction.”

“Our dad, he was a part of a gang called Got7, he, he killed our mom.” Jin look down at you to gauge your reaction. You paused, before walking away from Jin.

“Hey y/n!” Namjoon called you over, “we’re gonna teach you the basics of how a gang functions. Today you’ll be with Yoongi who specializes in drugs. Tomorrow you’ll be with Hoseok who does the explosives. Friday you’re with Taehyung to learn how to seduce and kill men, kidnapping and killing really. He likes to call it double K. Saturday you’re with Jimin for blade/knife skills. Sunday you’re with me to learn how a gang actually works. Monday Jin teaches you how to be flexible and adapt to your surroundings. You’ll have to wait till Jungkook’s well enough and he’ll teach you how to use automatics like guns.” You nodded before Yoongi dragged you off to another room.

“Here you’ll learn about different drugs and their effects. The first one, marijuana. You probably know this one can you point it out?” he asked before pointing to a table that had three drugs. You simply pointed to the one on the left, he nodded approvingly. “Can you tell me what it does?”

“It gives you a high, it’s a hallucinogenic drug that slows down bodily functions.” you said. Yoongi nodded before showing you some different pills. The ones that look like candy are ecstasy, we also have a small square you can put on your tongue.

For the next couple of hours he drilled you on different drugs and even had some of his guys bring in clients so you could see the effects. He also showed you how to mix certain drugs to get a heightened sense or a different reaction.

“Alright, you can take a break, I’ll be back in about half an hour okay?” Yoongi said before leaving you in an empty room full of illegal drugs.

“Y-yeah.” you murmured before sighed and followed leaving the room empty. Looking around you found a small library, peaking your interest you wandered in. Finding a book you sat down and opened to a random page discovering five hundred dollars hidden within the pages. Eyes widening you put the book down and pulled another one discovering more money. Suddenly it hit you, this library wasn’t actually a library. It was a hidden bank of books filled with money.

“What are you doing in here?” Namjoon said surprise showing on his face,

“I just wandered in that’s all, sorry I didn’t touch anything.” you lied before leaving quickly. Bumping into Hoseok you muttered another apology before fleeing to your room. Closing the door you sighed and walked to your desk to pull out a leather journal.

August 24

Dear mom,

I got kidnapped by a gang called Bangtan, this is my first actual day here. They have a whole house down under the house they bought. It’s well hidden too, I’m scared. My brother isn’t who he said he was, he never told me he was in a gang. He even said that our father killed my mother AND that our father was in a gang called Got7. You had an addiction to expensive drugs that made you forget about the bad divorce between you and my father I know, but would that addiction really make you give my older brother Seokjin to a gang to pay off the money you owed? Also, you owed billions of dollars how is my brother equal payment? What happens to what he was if he died, does that get forced onto me?

I still intern at the hospital which is good, it provides some normalcy that seems to be lacking in my life. Apparently Namjoon sees that I could be an asset to the gang and has gone about training me. I’m spending today with Yoongi, tomorrow with Hoseok and so on with all the other boys.

I also discovered something interesting today during my break, I wandered into a small library down here and wanted to read so I opened a book.

I found money, I don’t know what kind of money it was or where it came from but i’m almost certain after finding more in other books that it’s a secret bank where they keep their extra reserves.

I wonder if it’s blood money, has my brother had to kill to get that money that was in the books? How many people has he murdered, or wounded. How many families has he torn apart without blinking an eye? How many will I have to kill?

What do I do mom?

Tell me what to do, send me a sign. Should I stay and accept my fate or should I try and escape?

I don’t know.

Love, Y/n.

Closing the book you sighed, looking around there wasn’t a window anywhere it was dark except for the light from your lamp on the desk. There wasn’t even a clock, you’d have to go back to your apartment and get some stuff to decorate. Yes, that’s what you needed to do, you couldn’t breathe. It was suffocating, running you ran past Taehyung, past the kitchen and up the stairs. You almost got to the door if Namjoon hadn’t grabbed you by the waist and pulled you down the stairs.

“Woah there y/n calm down.” he said groaning because he fell down the stairs. Your breathing was uneven and you were panicked.

“Out, I need to get out.” you gasped before pushing off him and shoving Taehyung on top. Running back up the stairs you pushed the door open and smacked your head on the underside of the desk. Groaning in pain you crawled out and into the living room where bright sunlight shone down on your face. Sighing you sat in the middle of the carpet, tears falling slowly down your face. Closing your eyes you whispered “mom? I’m scared what do I do?”

Taehyung poked his head out followed by Namjoon and Hoseok. They stared at you crying in the sunlight.

“Y/n?” Yoongi asked opening the door to be surprised by you in the living room.

“Yoongi.” you said before getting up and walking to the window. A clock on the oven said it was around ten in the morning.

“What are you doing up here?” he asked, Taehyung crawled out from the door and shrugged.

“I have another shift at the hospital in about seven hours. I’m going back to my apartment I’d like some normalcy in my life.” you said before turning to Namjoon, “You couldn’t stop me last time, you won’t stop me this time.” you whispered before opening the window and jumping out onto the grass. “Thanks Jinnie!” you called before yanking him out of the driver’s seat and slamming the door.

“Wait! You can’t just leave like that y/n!” Jin called, the other boys running out onto the driveway.

“Yes, I can and I will, I’ll see you in three to four days.” you yelled before driving off.

“Goddammit why can’t any of you guys stop her?!” Namjoon roared, “There’s literally seven of us and one of her what makes it so hard to stop her?!” Namjoon kicked a wooden stick off the porch making it fly across the yard before slamming the front door closed so hard it made the whole house rattle.