give me one good reason why i should stop

Two Left Feet

Requested by: @seemeinacrownandsuspenders
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Pairing: Reader x 40s!Bucky
Word Count: 1.4K
Warnings: Fluff

A/N: I’ve always wanted to write a 40s!Bucky fic, I hope it’s okay!

~~Steve’s POV~~

“C’mon, Buck,” Steve nervously glances at the clock, knowing that you’d be showing up any moment, “She needs someone to teach her how to dance. I’d do it myself, but I’d just stand on her feet and mess it up,”

“Pal,” Bucky whines for the fifth time, “I jus’ don’t wanna, okay?”

“We’ve known her since school,” Steve tries to reason, “Just do her this one lil’ favour. You love dancing!”

“I don’t wanna help her good at dancin’ so that she can impress another fella,” Bucky confessed, “She’s always refused to let me take her dancing, so why should I help her?”

Steve sighs, and readies himself for another argument about Bucky’s crush on you. But a soft knock at the door stops him, “Because she’s here and I already told her that you’d help,” Steve quickly whispers.

Bucky groans, making Steve give him a satisfied smirk. Steve knew that Bucky could never say no to you in person.

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In the Rough

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 (you are here), part 4part 5, part 6, part 7, based on @skygemspeaks​ ‘s prompt


Previously: Yuuri, runaway prince of Yutopia, has found himself in the service of Victor Nikiforov, crown prince of the neighboring country of Rus. As a prospect for Prince Victor’s personal bodyguard, Yuuri was granted an audience with the Tzar. At first, Yakov is skeptical of this “Yuuri Nishigori” that his sons found on the side of the road, but he’s won over by Yuuri’s eloquence and earnest desire to be of help. Prince Yuri, though, doesn’t seem to share his father and brother’s opinion. Regardless, Yuuri’s appointment is confirmed.

Yuuri doesn’t know what it is that he expects when they leave the Tzar’s presence, but it’s certainly not to have Victor complaining about how tired he is. “Travelling is hard on the body, Yuuri,” he says wisely. “We should go to sleep early, since we have to get an early start tomorrow anyway.”

Oh, Yuuri thinks. Maybe he’s not as immature as I thought. “Then, if Your Highness would point me toward the servants’–”

“Call me Victor,” Victor admonishes. “I already told you that. And Yuuri, don’t you want to sleep with me?”

“Huh?” There’s no way to respond to that other than shock.

“You’re my personal guard, after all. You should be sleeping nearby, not all the way in the servants’ quarters.” Victor doesn’t seem to understand the implication behind his words, and that makes Yuuri feel at least a little bit better. He still has to figure out how to decline, though; Victor is one of the more stubborn people he’s known in a while, and it’s going to be hard, as a servant, to change his mind.

“You’re welcome to retire, Victor, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to borrow Mister Nishigori.” Yuuri’s saving grace come in the form of a young man with dark hair. “We have to go over your schedule for tomorrow and ensure that he knows what’s expected of him.”

Victor pouts, but doesn’t protest that much. Something tells Yuuri that this may be a recurring argument, but at least for now he’s letting it go. “Don’t keep him too long, Otabek. We have an early day ahead of us!”

The man– Otabek? What an odd name –just raises an eyebrow. “You rarely have early days, Victor. You get up whenever you please.”

“Which is pretty early!” Victor protests.

Yuuri is looking between the two of them in shock. Is this really how servants in this country interact with their employers? Never mind the fact that Victor is a royal, it would be unheard of in Yutopia no matter the person’s rank.

Otabek doesn’t look in the slightest as though he’s joking, either. “By your standards, maybe. Now, we really must be going. I’d like to get some sleep tonight as well.”

He steers Yuuri away, keeping his shoulder in a vice grip until they get to the library. “My name is Otabek. I’m the captain of the guard. Before you ask, yes. You do outrank me.”

Yuuri blinks. “I know. I wasn’t going to ask that.”

The captain of the guard is in charge of the general guard, but personal guards are handpicked by the royal family. Therefore, they have more authority. That’s nearly unanimous, no matter the country.

Otabek’s eyebrows furrow just the slightest bit, but his expression is otherwise unreadable. Yuuri hopes that he hasn’t given himself away, and that he’s not sweating with nerves. But Otabek doesn’t say a word about it, instead pulling out a roll of parchment.

“Victor is well-loved by most, so in terms of protection, you aren’t going to have much to do. Always be on your guard, of course, but you’re more of a glorified babysitter than anything else.” He gives the scroll to Yuuri. “That’s his schedule for the rest of the week.”

“Is… why are you giving this to me?” The parchment is about as heavy as Yuuri expects, considering Victor’s title as crown prince, but there isn’t a reason that he should be the one carrying it around.

Otabek shrugs. “Victor is usually good about being where he should be, but both he and Yuri have a tendency to skip lessons they dislike. It’s your job to make sure that Victor doesn’t.”

“If I notice Prince Yuri ditching something, should I stop him?” Not that he thinks he’ll actually be able to, but he can at least try if it’s expected of him.

“Generally, if you see Yuri, either Georgi or I are very close behind him. I assure you that Victor will be more than enough to handle on his own. Just memorize that schedule and do your best to stick to it.” Otabek’s expression hasn’t changed once. “Two more things before I can let you go. You are free to ask for my help with Victor. Georgi frequently does, and he’s been Yuri’s guard for years.”

“I’d never dream of it,” Yuuri says hurriedly. “I’m sure you’re busy enough without doing my job for me. Not to say that Georgi doesn’t do his own job, but–”

Otabek cocks his head, considering him. “You really are interesting. I can see why they like you.”

Yuuri stops rambling. “Um… thank you? I think?”

“Don’t. I haven’t yet decided whether or not I like you. Your work ethic and dedication will decide that.”

The fact that he isn’t glaring only makes that a more intimidating statement. Still, Yuuri decides that he likes Otabek. People who avoid snap decisions tend to be very good judges of character, he’s learned.

He manages a smile. “Alright. You mentioned that you had something else to tell me?”

“Yes. Victor is much more than he appears to be. Keep that in mind and do what he asks.” Otabek shoots him a look that almost looks amused. “That includes his name and your sleeping arrangements.”

Yuuri just gapes at him as he puts a hand on his shoulder and leaves the library, leaving Yuuri to find his own way back.

He manages, if only after about an hour of aimless wandering, to find Victor’s room again. He doesn’t have any nightclothes, so he’s planning on just sleeping in his undershirt and trousers on the chaise at the end of Victor’s bed.

What he’s not planning on is having Victor jumping at him as soon as he opens the door. “Yuuri!”

“Your Highn–Victor, what are you doing?” Yuuri barely manages to keep the both of them from falling to the floor. “Shouldn’t you be asleep?”

Victor looks at him with wide blue eyes. “I decided to wait for you.”

Oh no, Yuuri thinks, face burning as he averts his eyes. He’s cute. Why is he so cute?

“That’s not healthy or appropriate,” Yuuri chides gently. “No servant should be getting in the way of something you need. And you need as much sleep as you can get.”

Somehow, Victor manages to talk Yuuri out of his original plan of using the chaise. Not twenty minutes later, he’s standing in too-big nightclothes borrowed from Victor, being tugged onto the bed. Victor latches onto Yuuri and falls asleep quickly, breathing going soft and even.

Yuuri, on the other hand, doesn’t get much sleep at all.

promise

>> Pairing: Yoongi / Reader
>> Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst
>> Rating: PG-13
>> Word Ct: 2.093
Prompt: Hey ♡ can you do a scenario where Yoongi is a street fighter and y/n is his best friend who’s also in love with him and seeing him getting beaten up sometimes breaks your heart
A/N: Thank you @minimilkiway for the prompt! Sorry for the delay! Hope you enjoy! 

You always promised yourself that you’d support Yoongi unconditionally. He’s your best friend, your roommate, you’ve known each other for years, but he doesn’t always make the best decisions with his life. First there was the shady delivery job when he was in high school, the drug trials he volunteered for, and now this. Street fighting. Of all things. He’s really not making it easy for you to stand by him.

Still, here you are, a towel slung over your shoulder and a bottle of water in your hands, watching him get ready for his fight. The MC announces that the fighters should approach the ring, and you’re fully prepared to have a series of heart palpitations. Yoongi though? He’s ready. He’s rolling out his shoulders, cracking his neck, typical tough guy stuff, and then he smiles back at you.

“For good luck?” He asks, extending his pinky finger towards you.

Looking at it, you remember each time he’s asked you to do this. It started as some stupid little gesture, whenever he’d go in for a test, or a competition, he’d find you. He always insisted that if it was a promise to you, he’d follow through. And to date, he’s never broken a pinky promise. So you indulge him. Every time.

Sighing, you lock your pinky with his. “Promise me you’ll be safe.”

His eyes light up. “I promise.”

“Promise me you’ll be smart.” You continue.

“I promise.”

“Promise me you’ll win.” You finish with a weak smile.

He nods, grinning from ear to ear. “I promise.”

Watching him head out through the crowd, hands above his head, you prepare for the worst. You’ve always heard about the injuries, the horror stories, and you’re asking yourself why you didn’t draw a line here. Why you’re putting yourself through all of this worry just to watch your best friend get beaten to a bloody pulp.

Because you’re in love with him, you moron. You remind yourself begrudgingly. And because you’re the biggest enabler ever.

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Mario Kart || Alex Standall

Pairing: Alex x Reader

Plot: You verse each other in Mario Kart.

Requested? Nope

Warnings: A little swearing, A very happy Alex 😏❤

Word Count: 944



“I’m here to kick your ass!” You walked into his house, shutting the door behind you.

Upon turning around, you saw Alex standing in the kitchen looking at you with an amused smile as his father stood by him, seizing his actions to look over as he raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, hi Mr. Standall.” You smiled, walking over to lean on the counter.

“Hi Y/N.” He chuckled, “Why do you want to kick my son’s ass?”

You laughed, “Not physically. Just at Mario Kart.”

“Which she sucks at.” Alex smirked, taking a sip of his water.

“Shut up, Standall.” You playfully hit him in his chest as he laughed.

Officer Standall shook his head, turning his attention back to what he was doing prior to your entrance, “… that supposed to mean?” He heard you counter his son’s comment that he didn’t catch.

“I’m better than you.” Alex replied, laughing when you playfully tackled him.

His father looked over, smiling as he watched the two of you. He couldn’t be happier that his son found someone like you. There was never a day that Alex didn’t smile and that was all thanks to you.

“We’ll be in my room!” He called to his father as the two of you raced up the stairs, trying to beat the other.

“Careful on the stairs!” Officer Standall answered, amusement in his voice.

Once the two of you were up the stairs, you raced down the hall and barged into his room, quickly losing direction and falling onto his bed in a fit of laughter.

“I definitely won that.” Alex turned his head to look at you as he spoke.

“What? No way.” You protested.

“You cheated, therefore, you were disqualified.” He smirked, getting up to set up the game.

“How did I cheat?” You asked as he hooked the play-station up to the TV before moving to the controllers.

“You pushed me into the wall 4 times on our way down the hall.” He stopped what he was doing to look over at you with a playful glare.

“They were accidents!” You smiled, trying to be as innocent as possible.

You erupted into a fit of giggles when he continued to look at you and it caused him to break out into a wide smile as he shook his head, returning his attention back to the electronics in front of him. Once everything was set up and he put the disc into the game station, he picked up both controllers and began to make his way back to the bed to sit on the floor at the foot of it. You rolled over to get to your feet to join him but hadn’t realized how close you were to the edge and fell right over it, hitting the floor with a thud right at his feet, making him stop short to avoid stepping on you.

“Are you okay?” He asked but it was full of amusement as he tried to keep from laughing, looking down at you.

“I think I broke something.” You answered dramatically.

“You’re fine, Y/N. Move your fat ass.” He laughed.

You playfully glared up at him, gently kicking his leg. Before you knew it, he was on top of you, hands at your sides.

“No! Alex! Stop it!” You protested through your laughter, trying desperately to push him off of you.

“Give me one good reason why I should.” He smiled.

You leaned up, capturing his lips with your own. His actions seized almost immediately, his hands moving to rest on the floor on either side of you as he leaned down more.

“That’s a very good reason.” He smirked against your lips, causing a giggle to climb up your throat.


“You’re cheating!” You laughed, moving over to lean on Alex, trying to distract him.

“I don’t need to cheat, you’re horrible at this.” He smirked, laughing at your actions as you were now behind him, leaning against his back with a forearm on each shoulder, pressing the buttons as you tried to block his vision with your controller, “Now look who’s cheating.”

“I would never!” You defended, “I’m just trying to get a better view.”

Your player, Yoshi, caught up to Alex’s player, Luigi, but once he noticed he slowed down then slammed into Yoshi, sending him across the track and into the water.

“Alex! You did that on purpose, you asshole!” He erupted into laughter, the two of you pressing ‘X’ to begin a new race.

As soon as the countdown hit '1’, you took off ahead of him, trying to stay on the road.

“Its a good thing you don’t actually drive like this.” He taunted, passing you with ease when you collided with the wall.

“Trash talking, is this what we’re doing?”

“I’m just stating a fact.”

You scoffed, “Your hair is ridiculous.”

“Excuse me?” He raised an eyebrow, amused

“I’m just stating a fact.” You mocked him playfully, his adorable laughter filling the room.


It wasn’t a surprise that Alex won again, earning a tackle to the floor from you as the two of you laughed loudly, his father chuckling to himself as he set the table.
You successfully pinned the blonde to the floor as you straddled his hips, “I always forget how much I love it when you’re on top.” He smirked, staring up at you as he licked his lips.

“Hm, me too.” You played along, making him laugh before you leaned down and kissed him.

“Dinner’s ready!” Officer Standall called up the stairs.

“We’ll be down in a minute!” Alex answered then was caught in another kiss when you leaned back down.





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Swooning ((part 2))

Finally made it guys! I am so sorry you had to wait this long though my writing isn’t that good anyway. But thank you for being patient!

Warnings: Uh… a little bit of profanity? that’s about it

Word count: 1082


He had been after you for weeks now. And you had no idea why. And it wasn’t just how you played it with him this time. After that pesky James Potter and Peter Pettigrew had engaged Black in quite the dare, a dare that revolved highly around you. He had seduced you. That seemed to be the aim of the whole big thing. The reason he still followed you around Hogwarts and stopped you in the halls. Why you had still caught him staring during class and why he ran after you when you walked away. But you wouldn’t let him speak, and he never could catch you. No, he couldn’t win this. You were not going to let that boy hurt you even more with cruel words you had expected. Telling you how you’re an idiot for even believing he would like you, the words you told yourself upon every night before tears coursed their way down your cheeks like a steady stream down to your pillow.

You had meant to block it from your memory but truthfully you were never able, you still thought of him daily. His hands, his scent, his lips. The way it had felt when he was pressed against you when his hands moved over your back, hips, ran through your hair so passionately. You thought you had felt something. You still hoped to believe it but all you had been was a dare and you must believe that. You must feel it you must know it. Though his leather jacket you no longer possessed. Black and large, heavy and thickly coated in his smell and whiskey. It laid now at the bottom of a lake never to be seen again. You remembered the tears streaming down your face as if they would raise the level of the lake itself.

For so long you had managed to avoid him. But only so long of hanging around with Lily could make that happen before James Potter neared in on her, and James Potter, always brings associates. You had avoided the traps of Sirius until this point, you had made a stupid mistake, and now you were trapped. After politely requesting to obtain private use of a classroom for extra studying, who would have known that Black would find out. You hadn’t heard him come in but you heard a voice so similar to his, but light and sweet, almost shy. Eyes shot up to stare at him confirming dread before moving to look for an escape only to come up empty handed. He stood in front of the closed door looking down at his feet, lacking a jacket. When he finally looked up at you, he seemed scared but wary, like you were a deer he’d caught in the woods and he must move slowly so as not to make you run away.

“Y/n, just hear me out”

“Why the hell, should I have to listen to you Sirius! After what you did!” you screamed shoving your papers into a bag ready to try the last resort of getting out the door he stood in front of. “I know! I know I fucked up just listen” he pleaded

“Why!? Why should I have to!? Give me one good reason!” shouts left your lips as you attempted to barge passed him, his hefty body barricading the only exit path.

“BECAUSE I’M SORRY!”

Halting in your tracks you stared up at him. This was not something the Sirius Black you knew, would be one to say. Sorry? He was sorry? Did he even know what the word meant? But he had gotten what he had wanted, you had stopped and were now stuck like your feet had been nailed to the floor listening to him. He reached for your hands but you had enough sense to step back, you couldn’t just give in. Not that easy. “Look,” he began, “I lied okay? I was drunker than I seemed for a start and I gave in to the pressure of James and I know it was wrong okay? I know. I made a stupid mistake and I can’t take it back and yes what I did was on a dare okay? But they only dared me to do it because I really like you and they said I wouldn’t shut up about you and… And something stupid about the ’bro code’ whatever that is and…” Sirius rambled on pacing back and forth barely giving time to process but when you did your eyes shot open. Stumbling towards him you stopped him in his tracks his eyes lifted to yours and his hair flounced about his shoulders. “What did you just say Sirius?”

“The ‘bro code?’ I don’t know something James sai..”

“No, no not that! Before that. You like me!?”

“Oh… well um.. Yeah… a lot actually. According to Remus I talk about you as much as James does Lily if that means anything to you….” He had gotten quiet. Almost stuttering through his words. Fighting to keep a brave face as he admitted what proved to be incredibly difficult for him. “Then… Sirius,” a soft look, lifting your arm to gently touch his hair hoping to find proof he wasn’t lying in his eyes, “why did you do it?”

“Because, y/n i’m an idiot okay? I wish I had a better explanation but I don’t. I’m an idiot and I did what James and Peter said because they said it was ‘what’s best for me’ okay? And I wish I hadn’t but I did and I can’t take it back and I’m so sorry”

“Hey.. shhh, it’s okay. I forgive you”

“You do?” he questioned, disbelief flooding his strong features.

“Yes, I do.”

“Could you ever be with me?” He asked going back to being the scared shy boy he was when he first entered the room. You knew you still liked him. You knew everyone else knew it. But you still needed the time to process this all. Think it through. You leaned up, tip toes taking the brunt of your weight, light press of lips on his cheek, spiked stubble a guard to the softness you now knew.

“We’ll see,” you whispered moving passed and stepping out the door as he stood still taking in the moment. Walking away a smile graced your face as so did on his. “Oh…” you remembered, “by the way, your leather jacket is at the bottom of a lake”

and you walked away, from the boy that had you swooning.

I Need To See Her

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Pairing: Kai x Reader

Summary: After having an argument with Kai you go to Stefan’s house since his your best friend. Kai later comes over to apologize because he feels guilty for yelling at you.


It was possibly the worst argument ever to occur between you and Kai. Things has been tough for him ever since he had inherited emotions. No-one around Mystic Falls could comprehend why on earth you would believe Kai has changed, let alone start any romantic relationship with him. That’s why every single time you showed up on Stefan’s doorstep, he automatically knew why and used that to try and convince you that you deserved better. He made it no secret that he wasn’t Kai’s biggest fan.

“Another fight”, Stefan stated as he welcomed you into the Salvatore household.
Taking off your coat that was keeping you warm from the brisk winter air, Stefan offered you a drink which you took and proceeded to sit on the couch.

“Not a fight, just a small heated argument”. You responded, although that still didn’t sound any better.

He sighed and took the opposite couch, “Y/N-”.

Putting your hand up to signal he didn’t need to say another word. “I know what you’re going to say Stefan. That I’m in way over my head, I’m a fool for believing Kai has changed and my personally favourite, I deserve way better than him”. Taking a sip, the strong taste of bourbon slide down your throat.

“Can you blame me? I hate that every time that doorbell rings there is a strong possibility that you’re standing on the other side, either in tears or in complete anger because of something Kai did. We’re best friends Y/N, my job is to protect you”.

Finishing off the drink, you set the glass down on the table. “I hear you, really I do. And I’m more than grateful for your friendship Stefan. But sometimes it’s hard to explain what you see in a person”. Standing up, you made your way over to Stefan’s side of the couch and sat beside him.

Continuing to speak as you got comfortable. “But your love life isn’t exactly relationship goals either, I mean Katherine Pierce and Rebekah Mikaelson”. Poking Stefan in the chest, he lightly smiled.

“Okay, I see your point but that still doesn’t change how I feel”. He wrapped an arm around you leaning it against the back of the couch. This wasn’t unusual. Stefan and you had always been close, so little things like this was merely an affection of friendship and not anything romantic.

“Do you mind if I quickly go have a shower?”. You asked, getting up from the couch.

Stefan shook his head. “Nope, go ahead”. As you were walking down the long hallway, you reached the stairs and heard Stefan call out. “There’s a spare set of your clothes in the drawer, you know the ones you left the last time you were here”.

You could sense the cheeky tone in his voice. Climbing the stairs you shouted back, “Very funny Stefan”.

While you were off showering, Stefan was cleaning up the two glasses when the doorbell rang. He automatically regretted opening the door, because there stood Kai. Rubbing his hands together he stopped when he came face to face with Stefan.

“Look, your not my biggest fan and I get why. But I know Y/N is here, she always comes here. So please can I come in?”. Kai asked, in fact begged.

At this point Stefan has his arms crossed and wasn’t looking all that thrilled, “She’s better off without you. So give me one good reason why I should let you in”.

Kai sighed. “You really need to ease up on this dramatic brooding demeanor you’ve got going on. I’m trying to be polite here Stefan, so can you just please step aside and let me enter?”.

Stefan didn’t move for at least a few minutes, he eventually allowed Kai in but kept a hawk like stare on him as he sat down on the couch.

Not one of them said a single word, it was like an intense game of who would blink first. Kai exhaled. “I need to see her, I need to apologize”.

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen”. Stefan retaliated.

Kai smirked and got up to the same eye level, “Is this the part where you tell me I’m not good enough for her? Because if so that’s such an overused term in this town, not to mention extremely cliche. I’m trying to change Stefan and I can’t do that if you keep acting like an overprotective ass”.

Stefan was ready to come back with a witty response, when you entered the living room feeling all fresh and clean from the shower. “Kai?”.

He took a step back from Stefan and gave you a small, shy wave. “I’m so sorry Y/N. The argument was stupid and it only happened because I’m still trying to deal with, well…everything. Let’s just go to Mystic Grill, grab some lunch and talk about this”. He took a few steps to reach where you were standing, his height hovering over you.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Stefan roll his eyes at Kai’s apology attempt.

“Pretty please with a cherry on top”, Kai sweetly added while pouting. It was something you couldn’t resist, and a small smile played on your lips.

“Fine, but only because I’m hungry. But your still going to have to work on the apology”. Pointing a finger at him to let Kai know you were serious.

He broke out in a grin. “That’s fair, I’ll take it”.

You knew Stefan didn’t approve just by the look on his face. But like you told him earlier, sometimes a person just can’t explain what they see in another.

Truth

Requested by Anon - Fic where the reader has been down and is going through a hard time and Derek Morgan has a crush on her so he comes to her house and takes her out and just a lot of cute fluff ?

Word Count –  632

Characters – Morgan x Reader



Derek noticed that you were down, you weren’t smiling and laughing as freely it was more forced. He watched as your eyes stay dulled as you talked about your passion. He was going to say something to you the next day but when you didn’t arrive, he worried.
‘Hotch.’ Morgan said when he saw him leave the office.
‘Yeah. Morgan?’ Hotch answered vaguely looking up from the folders.
‘Where’s Y/N?’ Morgan asked.
‘She phoned earlier saying she wasn’t feeling well and wasn’t coming in. I said it was okay, it’s only paperwork day.’ He said to you as he looked at his folders. Morgan nodded.
‘Is it if I go and see her, see if she’s feeling any better?’ Morgan asked, Hotch nodded his head.
‘Just get the paperwork done for Monday.’ He said and Morgan patted his shoulder before grabbing his jacket and walking out.


When he pulled up outside your house he saw that your curtain were closed. He knew something was up. He got out his car and walked over to your door and chapped. He waited until he heard shuffling at the other side. When you opened the door, you looked up and he took in your appearance. You were wearing a really baggy shirt and a pair of shorts, with your hair tied up in a messy bun.
‘What you doing here?’ You asked him.
‘I came to see if you’re okay. Can I come in?’ He asked and you nodded moving away and plopping yourself down on the couch, he closed the door and walked over and sat next to you.
‘What’s up?’ He asked. You shook your head.
‘Don’t shake your head, you’re in a room with a profiler and I can tell somethings wrong. Don’t say your sick cause you’re not.’ He said as he watched you closely. You sighed.
‘I don’t feel okay. I feel as if everything is bringing me down and I can’t control it. I feel as if everyone is watching and criticizing me on whatever I do.’ You said to Derek. You looked up and finally meet his stare. He smiled and stood up.
‘Come on.’ He said reaching his hand out. You looked at him in disbelief.
‘What?’ You asked him.
‘You’re going to go get changed and I’m going to take you out.’ He said to you and shook your head.
‘No, don’t bother.’ You said as you pulled your knees up to your chest.
‘Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t?’ He asked you.
‘No one wants to see me out and about. Plus no one should see me with you, I’ll put you down.’ You said to Derek. Derek stiffened.
‘Will stop saying things like that.’ He said getting angry.
‘Why? It’s the truth.’ You said calmly as you watched him tense up.
‘It’s not the truth.’ He muttered but you heard him.
‘Name one person that wants to see me.’ You said sharply at him.
‘Me.’ He said and this shocked you to silence.
‘Me, I want to see you out and about. I can’t stand the way you think about yourself, you are beautiful and you keep brining yourself down.’
‘Derek.’ You said quietly.
‘I need you out of this house. If need be I will stay by your side and help you through this but you need to realize that I am here for you, the whole team is. We all care for you, we all love you. I love you.’ He said as he stood in front of you as a tear ran down your cheek. You stood up and wrapped your arms around his chest and pulled him close.
‘Okay, and thank you.’ You said into his chest. He pulled you close and placed a kiss on your forehead.

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All Started With a Song Part 9 // Conor Maynard

Word Count- 1058

Summary- conor sees your cover and contacts you

A/n- (feel free to change the friends name I was just too lazy to write y/f/n that may times) haha so here is the long overdue part 9! im thinking there will be two more parts but that all depends on where i take it. also have no idea when they’ll be up. hope you enjoy!

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“How could you?” you whispered, then shoved past him running down the hall, down the stairs and out the front door. You had no idea where you where, but you couldn’t be there.

What the fuck just happened?

Conor was here. But why?

Back in the room Alice was freaking out.

“Liv, go find Y/n.” she said, still sitting in her spot on the couch.

“Okay,” she said, running out the door. She made sure to push Conor a little on her way out while muttering something that sounded like ‘jackass.’

“Bro, what the fuck did you just do?” Anth said, walking up to Conor.

“I was going to apologize,” he sighed.

“I’m on my way,” Conor said, immediately getting up and heading to his room.

“Wait, what?”

“I’m on my way. I’ll be in LA by tomorrow.”

“But why?”

“To apologies to Y/n, why else?” Conor answered, grabbing his suitcase.

“I don’t know, it just kind of seems like…” Anth trailed off.

“Like what?” Conor asked, grabbing a few t-shirts.

“It sounds like you love her bro.”

Conor froze where he was, “What? No! I don’t love her! I just need to apologize! I swear.”

“Okay,” Anth chuckled. “But I’m not sure I’m the one you need to convince.”

Anth hung up and just stood there. He didn’t love her, he was IN love with her.

~~

“Apologize???” Alice stood up, furious. “You wanted to apologize??”

“Yes?” Conor said, slightly scared.

“God, you’re such a fucking prick!” she threw her hands up.

“How?” he said, flinching when she glared him.

“What exactly were you going to apologize for? Hmm?” she said, stepping even closer to the man who broke her best friend’s heart.

“For ruining the collab,” he said. “Wasn’t the obvious?”

After he said that, Alice just lost it.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You only had one thing to apologize?? God you’re so thick!” She began pacing the room. “How about how you ruined that collab. Or lying to face saying you forgot? Or how about unadding her on everything? Like can you be any more of a child. And right when she’s about to move on…” she walked up to Conor, poking his chest her between every word. “You. Fucking. Like. Her. Picture.”

“You’re right,” he sighed. “I need to apologize for everything.”

“You don’t get it do you?!?” she continued due to his questioning look “You fucking broke her. You broke Y/n. More than once. She cries in the shower because she thinks we can’t hear her in there. She won’t cry in front of us because she doesn’t want us to know how hurt she really is. She can’t even say your fucking name because it hurts so much. She blocked me out, her best fucking friend. All because of you. You broke her. And the only way you can fix it is by leaving her alone and letting her heal.”

By now Conor was upset, he hadn’t cried yet. But he was close.

“I was jealous okay?!?! I thought she liked me but then she started getting short with me and then I saw the guy on her Instagram! I was jealous and thought I should make her jealous too! I regretted it the second I saw what I did to her! I didn’t know what to do! So stop making me relive the worst mistake I ever made!” he was shouting. He didn’t meant to, he knew Alice was just defending you. But he couldn’t help it.

“Believe me,” he sighed. “I fucked up and I just need her to know I’m sorry.”

“Give me one good reason as to why I should let you anywhere near her.”

“Because I’m in love with her,” he sighed in defeat. “I am in love with Y/n and I need to tell her.”

~~

You and Olivia had made your way back to hotel. But only after you went to the store nearby to get ice-cream.

You two were currently sat on the ground of the balcony outside your room. You were on a high enough floor that you could see all the way to the ocean, something you had to see before you left.

“So, wanna talk?” Olivia said, taking another bite of ice cream.

“Honestly? I don’t know what to say,” you laughed.

“He came all the way to LA,” she started.

“I know, but he’s ignored me the past two weeks. Why would he do something so drastic?”

“I don’t know babe. Maybe Anth will find out for us,” she wriggled her eyebrows.

You laughed again, “Maybe.”

“But in all seriousness, how are you?” Her tone had changed.

“I mean, I’m okay,” you started. “At least I thought I was. You know what pisses me off the most though?”

“What?”

“I actually thought I was getting over him, then I saw him in person. And…” you sighed. “And I realized that I really am still head over heels for him.”

You heard the sliding glass door that lead to the balcony open and saw Alice walk out.

“Hey babes,” she smiled as she sat down against the railing that kept anyone from falling off. “What’d I miss?”

“Y/n still likes Conor,” Olivia said, handing her ice cream and spoon to the brunette.

You couldn’t look at either of them. So instead, you looked at the ocean. It was beautiful. Like nothing you’d ever seen, especially with the sunset. You saw as the tide came in and then retreated back. It was like you and Conor to be honest. You wanted so badly to not like him. He’s given you so many reasons not to. But right when you think you’re over him, you realize you’re not.

He came all the way to bloody California just too tell you that he’s sorry.

And you would’ve forgiven him, but he had ignored you for the two weeks prior to this. Maybe he only apologized because he realized that you were moving on. Maybe he’s still using you. Maybe he just wants your body. Maybe he’s going to leave you all over again.

“Babe, please don’t cry,” Alice whispered, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

You hadn’t realized that you were crying.

But you had realized something.

You loved Conor, but you weren’t sure if you could forgive him.

And that scared you.

rapture [M] // JIMIN

summary - you didn’t know what you expected when you made a deal with the heartthrob every girl on campus was longing for, Park Jimin - it wasn’t the situation you found yourself in, that’s for sure.

word count - 4.3k

genre - mostly angst, fluffy ending

warnings - mature language, implied sexual intercourse

Originally posted by 9taefox

“I have nothing to apologise for.” Jimin’s voice was cold, his eyes studying your slumped figure sitting on your bed. You couldn’t wrap your mind around how he was capable of being so cruel, shocking you with his confession this morning.

You were supposed to be in class right now, but when Jimin, heartthrob No. 1 entered your room at 7am after what you had to witness yesterday, that was all you could think about.

“What do you mean you have nothing to apologise for? You broke his fucking nose, Park!”

“Do you think I did that for fun, Y/N? I was protecting you and all you can do is keep going with this-this…whatever this is!”

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anonymous asked:

Hello! How are you? Could I request a aiden x Reader where the he and the pack are arguing about who the most attractive/best with the ladies is and they end up daring aiden to seduce the reader. They fall in love but then reader finds out it was all a bet. Sort of a '10 things I hate about you' / 'she's all that' scenario haha Thanks lovie

Hi! I am great thanks for asking! Thanks for requesting!

Aiden’s POV

“You know I think I can get Lydia to finally go out with me.” Stiles declared to the boys of the McCall pack.

“pssht yeah okay, Stiles. Whatever you say.” I said scoffing.

“Do you think you can do better than him?” Isaac asked. Scott and Derek looked at one another before rolling their eyes, leaving the three boys to their unnecessary argument.

“Yeah, yeah I do.” I told them.

“Alright, if you are so good with the ladies, I bet you that you can’t make Y/N fall in love with you.” Stiles said.

“Deal.” I automatically said without thinking it through.

Readers POV

I was at my locker trading my Algebra textbook for my Psychology textbook when I felt a presence leaning against the locker next to mine. I shut my locker door and saw the one and only, Aiden. Well I guess he isn’t the only one since he has a twin brother.

“What do you want Aiden?” I groaned.

“Oh, come on Y/N. Don’t be like that.”

“Tell me what you want or leave me alone.” I told him.

“I just wanted to know if you would like to have dinner with me.” I looked at him with raised eyebrows.

“Right.” I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. I turned to walk away but he ran in front of me, bringing me to a stop.

“Come on, Y/N. Give me a chance. Please. Just one dinner, that’s all I ask.” I stood there thinking about it. I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Alright, Aiden. One dinner, that’s it.” I agreed having no idea what I was getting myself into.

3 Months later

It’s been three months since Aiden asked me to dinner and now, what can I say, I fell for him. We are dating and I couldn’t be happier. I am actually on my way to meet up with him at Derek’s loft for a pack meeting right now. I finally arrived and was walking up to the big loft door when I heard the boys talking about me.

“I’ll give you credit Aiden. You actaully got Y/N to fall for you. Heck she probably even loves you by now. What’s it been? Three months? You do know she was just a bet right? You can dump her now.” Ethan said. I walked into the loft and all of the boys looked horrified. I walked right up to Aiden.

“I was just a bet?” I asked him as tears threatened to spill. He didn’t say anything and I took that as a yes.

“You fucking asshole.” I said and marched right out of the loft and back into my car.

At Home

I was at home eating ice cream straight out of the carton and flipping through channels. I stopped on a random romance movie. The girl in the movie was crying because her boyfriend just dumped her. I groaned and picked the remote back up.

“Oh shut up already! He’s just a boy.” I said to the TV and then started to flip through the channels again.

“You know, the TV can’t talk back.” A voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw Aiden. I quickly stood up.

“Get. Out. Now.” I demanded.

“Y/N. Please, I just want you to hear me out.”

“Why in the hell should I do that! Huh?! Give me one good reason why I should stand hear and listen to your bullshit!” I shouted angrily. He stood there completely quite.

“Yeah. That’s what I thought.” I walked around him and started walking up the stairs to my bedroom.

“Because I love you, Y/N.” He said and I stopped in my tracks.

“What did you just say?” I asked as I glared at him.

“I said I love you, Y/N.” He repeated.

“Don’t. You don’t get to play around with my heart and place bets on it and then tell me that you love me! That is not how love works!” I exclaimed.

“I know and I am so, so sorry. When I agreed to that bet I didn’t properly think it through. And yes I admit it was just about the bet in the beginning, but then I got to get to know you. I got to hear that amazing laugh, see that gorgeous smile, and look at that beautiful face and dear god, you had me then and there. I fell for you Y/N and I fell hard. Please give me one last chance. Please.” He begged with tears brimming his eyes and that’s all it took for me to be running into his arms.

“Please don’t leave me, Y/N. I love you so much.” He whispered into my ear as he hugged me tighter.

“I won’t. I love you too, Aiden.” And things were finally back into place, the correct way.

2

Pairing: Cesaro x Reader
Prompt: “Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”
Word count: 1,688
Warning(s): Angst, Violence, Murder
A/N: READ WITH CAUTION! This is a bit more on the evil side, nothing fluffy or lighthearted about it. Sorry if you were looking for something sweet but I wanted this to be sour…..really sour.

“Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”

You looked up from the book that you were reading; making eye contact with Cesaro, your boyfriend. You closed the book and gave him your undivided attention but you weren’t sure as to what he was going to tell you. This can either be good news or really bad news and you were hoping for the former. Cesaro sat down on the couch next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

Your eyes shifted left to right in confusion, Cesaro wasn’t saying anything and this pretty much confirmed that what he was about to tell you wasn’t good at all. You shifted your body in his direction and stared right into his eyes “What’s wrong babe?” Cesaro folded his hands together and looked in your direction “I think we should break up.” those words stung like a knife piercing your flesh.

You remained quiet, not wanting to explode with rage and give this man any more reasons as to why he should leave you, but the question is: why is Cesaro breaking up with you? If he loves you so much, why is he ending things with you? Cesaro knows you have a bit of a temper so when he didn’t say anything for awhile you got pretty pissed off.

You shifted to the further side of the couch, away from Cesaro while folding your arms. You really wanted to bite his head off right now but you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt “So is there a reason? Or are you waiting for me to cuss you out? You’re awfully quiet over there.” Cesaro knew what made you tick, what made you angry, what made you happy, what made you sad. He knew his next sentence would cause an uproar out of you, so he wanted to take it slowly.

Cesaro looked forward, towards the wall “I don’t want you to take this the wrong way but….I found someone else.” You could’ve sworn you heard something break, it was probably your heart. You took in a few deep breaths and exhaled slowly, trying to calm down but it wasn’t working. You stood up from the couch and turned your body in Cesaro’s direction “Who?” you tilted your head.

“It doesn’t matter who, (Y/N). All you need to know is that it’s over between us.” He said it again, and you found yourself cracking your knuckles. You never laid a hand on Cesaro, probably because he never pushed you to the point of getting violent, but if there’s one thing all of your exes can say it’s that they NEVER left you unscathed. This was probably due to underlying abandonment issues that you refuse to address.

“Who. Is. She?” You repeated the question once more “None of your business.” Your internal ticking time bomb went off and before you knew it you had punched Cesaro in the face. The Swiss superman’s nose became bloody and he was shocked that you actually punched him. He touched the blood with his fingers and looked at you, standing up “Have you lost your mind?”

You lost it a long time ago. Man after man, leaving you for another woman…you eventually snapped in two and became a crazier version of your former self. It’s amazing how none of your exes pressed charges against you for battery and assault. Maybe you put enough fear in them that they refused to go to the police, maybe it was something else. You smiled at Cesaro and chuckled a bit “You’re going to tell me who she is, AND you’re going to tell me why you’re leaving me.”

If Cesaro wanted to, he could easily outmuscle you and get out of the house. He wasn’t a big fan of putting hands on a woman so that wasn’t an option for him anymore. Your happy expression soon turned to an angry one when Cesaro continued to refuse to answer your questions “So you’re just gonna stand there and not answer me?”

Cesaro shook his head “I think you need some time by yourself to get yourself together, besides after this encounter I definitely don’t want to be with you anymore.” You kept quiet, really quiet and began to pace back and forth in the room. You crossed your arms and stopped pacing “So….I’m going to assume this woman that you have waiting for you….she must have something I don’t….or I clearly have something you don’t like, which is why you’re leaving.”

Cesaro leaned against the island in the kitchen, resting both forearms on it “What did you expect? You tend to get angry easily, you always wanna argue over the dumbest things, and now you’ve punched me in the face. Give me one good reason why I should stay with you?” If Cesaro didn’t date a crazy girl before, he sure as hell was about to be in for the ride of his fucking life.

“Let’s see….why should Cesaro stay in a relationship with me?” You posed this question in a sarcastic, yet serious way “I’ve done more for you than any other woman has.” You began to pace back and forth in the kitchen with your hands behind your back. You knew Cesaro was going to leave you no matter how many reasons you gave him. You also knew that if he wanted to he could go to the police if you let him leave.

“I’ve been with you, stuck with you throughout thick and thin. No matter what. Every injury you’ve sustained, I was there to heal you back to 100%.” You looked over at Cesaro and he didn’t look impressed with your reasoning, not at all. You stopped in front of him and clenched her hands into a fist.

“Stop looking at me like that Cesaro.”
“Like what?”
“Like you don’t give two shits about what I’m saying to you right now.”
“Well after you punched me I pretty much stop giving a shit.”

You took a step back and stared at him. Cesaro probably thinks if the two of you talk long enough then he can get out of this house scott-free. It wasn’t going to be that easy, not by a long shot. You felt your eye twitch a little and you sighed “You’re not going anywhere, Cesaro. You’ll have to put me down like a rabid animal to get out. I love you and you love me so there shouldn’t be any reason why you’re leaving me.”

The more you spoke the more crazed you began to sound and that’s what’s making Cesaro less and less attracted to you. Cesaro chuckled and wiped the side of his mouth with his thumb “You can’t keep me in here, people will start to notice that I’m missing and soon the cops will be involved….I don’t think you wanna go to jail.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his words “This is just hysterical to me, first you wanna break up with me out of "love” for me, but now you wanna threaten me with police. Really?“ Cesaro sighed through his nose "Look, I don’t wanna make this any more difficult than it already is. So please……just let me go.” You looked Cesaro in his eyes, and you can tell he was being genuine.

How can you hurt someone like this? This sweet and kind man? You didn’t have it in your heart to keep him in your life….especially against his will. You sighed, wiping your eyes so tears wouldn’t come out. You walked towards to drawer and opened it “Fine. Go. I’ll just…cook dinner or whatever to keep my mind off of things.”

Cesaro stood there for a brief moment before gathering his things, he wasn’t sure if he should thank you or apologize. Maybe both options would make the situation worse so he just walked to the front door. As the door knob turned Cesaro felt a sharp pain in his side. Then he felt a lot of pressure “If I can’t make you happy, then that bitch can’t either.”

Cesaro’s vision got blurry, real blurry and when he looked down his saw a huge puddle of his own blood at the bottom of his feet. His body slammed against the door and slid down, blood against the door. Cesaro looked up and saw you standing over him with a bloody kitchen knife, with a smile on your face. You wiped Cesaro blood off of your face and kneeled down to his level.

“Awww, baby….does it hurt?” Before he could even answer, you plunged the knife into him again and again and again and once again. Eventually, you were just stabbing a lifeless corpse, the light in Cesaro’s eyes were completely gone and his warmth was starting to fade away. You stood up and sighed “Such a shame…..he was a good man too.” you walked to the sink and tossed the knife in.

You walked back over to Cesaro’s body and stared at him “I can’t just leave him right here now can I?” you asked yourself while giggling. You grabbed both of Cesaro’s legs and began to drag him away, making your way to the basement. You had to admit, Cesaro a pretty heavy…especially as a lifeless corpse.

You stopped at the basement door and opened it, the stench of death filled your nose and you shivered a bit and the smell “Boooooys~! You have company.” You lifted Cesaro’s body up and tossed him down the basement….along with the rest of your dead ex-boyfriends. You began to laugh as you closed the basement door, locking it.

Stolen Innocence (2nd half) *Part 3*

Jace Wayland X Reader

Word Count: 2060

Requested: @queen-twerks-a-lot

Request: I do request that you continue with the series once the episode airs 😊

<< Part 2 (2nd Half)

Took in a deep breath sitting up and looking around, you couldn’t see Jace or Clary anywhere and “(Y/N) I’ve been looking for you.” You looked up and found Camille with what looked like a group of other vampires.
“I imagine you would be.” You sighed.
“You’ll be coming with me sweetheart.” she smiled gesturing for you to follow her.
“Nope.” You answered. “I have more pressing matters to attend to.” You pushed passed her causing some of the vampire to hiss. Someone grabbed your arm and you immediately turned stabbing whoever it was and watching them turn to dust. “Don’t stay out too long now will you Camille, the sun will be up soon.”
You walked across the shoreline, there was a Stele on the ground, it wasn’t yours, you hadn’t had one for a while, Clary had told you that she’d left hers at the institute, so it had to be Jace’s considering the fact that it didn’t seem to be worn by the water. You picked it up and played with it, you used your warlock tracking to find him and started on your way to where he was.

“Hello?” Izzy asked.
“Izzy, it’s me,” Jace said.
“Jace. Are you okay?” Izzy asked.
“I’m a little soggy, but I’ll live,” Jace answered. “(Y/N)? Clary? Are they there?”
“Clary’s here but (Y/N) isn’t here.”
“Jace, it’s me,” Clary said taking the phone from Izzy. “We need to get you to Alec.”
“What do you mean? Why?” Jace asked.
“He tried tracking you with his parabatai rune, but now, it’s like he’s stuck in some kind of nightmare and can’t wake up. He was looking for you, so you’re the only one who can help him.” Clary explained.
“Okay. I’ll get there.” Jace informed her.
“But you can’t. The Clave still wants you dead.” Clary reminded him.
“Yeah, well, who doesn’t? They can get in line.” Jace argued.
“Meet us at Magnus’. We’ll figure out how to get Alec there.” Clary ordered.
“Okay. I’ll get there as soon as I can. And see if you can find (Y/N)” Jace said before hanging up the phone.

You walked towards the shore that you tracked him to, there were police and part of the shore was cordoned off as well as a large crowd of Mundanes hanging around to see what was going on. You pushed through the crowd to see the girl from the boat on the floor dead. “Damn!” You cursed running your hands through your hair.
“Hey, are you okay?” Someone asked looking down at you having noticed the blood on your clothes and face plus your wet hair.
“I’m fine.” You answered pushing your way out of the crowd. Jace wasn’t here, not anymore. You used the Stele to track him again trying to get to the next place quicker than this one.

You got to the bar too late the glass at the front was broken and that was your first clue, you walked in to find a number of aggravated werewolves. “Where’s the Shadowhunter?” You asked.
“He’s our kill.” One of the men growled.
“Excuse me?” You asked.
“He killed-” You cut him off by lifting him by his neck.
“I suggest that you tell me where he is or I swear to god there will be no way to save you.” You threatened and he just smiled.
“You think you scare me?” he asked.
“No, I  know that I don’t but I should.” You answered squeezing his neck.
“(Y/N)!” Luke called.
“Hmm.” You hummed not taking your eyes off the man that you had lifted into the air.
“I need you to put him down.” Luke pleaded and you looked at him in the eyes.
“They said they’re going to kill him so I’m going to kill them first.” You informed him and he sighed.
“I’m not going to let them kill him unless we prove that he kill that werewolf,”  Luke assured you.
“Well, he didn’t.” You informed them through gritted teeth.
“How do you know that!?” A new voice asked.
“She was alive when we jumped off the boat,” You answered.
“So you left her there?” The guy you were holding up asked.
“Yeah.” You answered. In seconds Luke was between the two of you holding back the guy as he shifted the wolf growled and you smirked down at it before looking at Luke. “He loses the growl or he loses his life.”
“Taito please, we have to do this properly.” Luke warned, “of we’ll start a war and more will die the same way the Gretel did.”
Taito looked over at you as your wrist twitched your Seraph Blade still sheath for the moment. “Looks like he made his choice, tell Gretel I said I’m sorry.” You lifted your blade.
“(Y/N)!” Luke warned grabbing your wrist, dizziness washed over you and Luke move his hands to support you. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” You answered pulling back. “Where’s Jace?”
“Some Mundanes found him after he had a fight here they called an ambulance, he’s in the hospital,” Luke answered.
“Finally, some answers.” You pushed passed him and out the door.

You managed to sneak into the hospital and into the emergency ward before Luke got there with the girl from the bar. You walked into his room and sighed, he had some cuts and bruises but he seemed like he’d be okay. You walked over placing your hand on his cheek tears welling up in your eyes as his eyes fluttered open. “(Y/N)?” he asked lifting his hand placing it over yours.
“Hey.” You smiled.
“We have to get to Alec!” He said quickly trying to get up you helped him.
“Why? What happened?” You asked.
“He was trying to track me and something went wrong,” Jace explained.
“Okay, let’s go.” You turned hearing Luke outside, you let Jace leave first before going out yourself you purposely catching their attention.
“Where is he?” Luke asked and you shrugged he rolled his eyes “Look around he can’t have gone far.”  You watched the girl walk around the corner before gesturing for Jace to go. You both began walking when a nurse called out to him.
“Damn Mundanes.” You grumbled eyes set on the werewolf behind her, as the nurse lecture Jace the girl from the bar slowly shifted you looked for the best way out of the situation, you grabbed Jace’s wrist and run, you both went up the fire escape, Jace tried to kick open the door but it didn’t work instead Jace got pulled through the door and you had to jump over the banister so that the wolf didn’t crash into you. “Oh, this is a bad idea.” You mumbled as you let go of the bannister and grabbed onto the one that was a few stories down, someone grabbed your wrist pulling you up. Luke pulled you behind him as the wolf hurtled down the stairs. You rolled your shoulders and groaned in pain as you tried to move (Y/D/S) shoulder.

“Still no improvement?” Victor asked walking into the room that Alec was lying in with Izzy sitting next to him.
“Happy now?” Izzy asked.
“Not at all. Alec’s one of our best. It’d be a shame to lose him.” Victor admitted.
“We’re not gonna lose him,” Izzy assured standing to face him.
“So confident. Almost too confident.” Victor said walking over and running his Stele over Alec’s wrist and he changed from Alec to Raj. “Well, that’s unfortunate.”
“When are you gonna realise that Jace is on our side?” Izzy asked
“Our side doesn’t murder werewolves. Oh. So he didn’t mention that little transgression.” Victor mocked.
“I’m sure there’s an explanation,” Izzy argued.
“Not according to Lucian Graymark’s pack. I was hoping to protect Jace by bringing him here, but clearly, you’ve made other plans. So now it looks like the pack will get their pound of flesh after all.” Victor teased.
“How far is Luke’s pack from closing in on Jace?” Izzy asked.
“Why should I tell you anything?” Victor asked.
“Because I know where Jace is. He’s at Magnus’ loft in Brooklyn.” Izzy answered.
“Well then, the wolves are close. Getting to him before they do could prove difficult.” Victor answered.
“Not if you give me access to a Portal. I’ll save Jace and I’ll save Alec.” Izzy informed him.
“All right. But afterwards, you turn Jace and (Y/N) over to me. Do we have a deal?” he asked. Izzy nodded.

You had long since left Luke you shoulder was still killing you, your healing gene wasn’t working your body was too tired, you’d heard the Maia the wolf from the bar was closing in on Jace fast, you were hurt but in your wolf form, you were making good time. You rounded the corner and saw the black wolf stopping Jace from running, you growled and that drew his attention to you. He stood to challenge you, you waited and he jumped at you and you easily knocked him away. You were slightly bigger than other wolves but the biggest difference was your eyes while normals wolves have brown and in some cases, blue eyes but you just like your human form had bright purple eyes. You stalked forward coming to stand in front of chase shielding him from the remaining wolves although they had all noticed you limp. “Gretel was our pack member. And she was my friend. You need to pay for what you did to her.” Maia said from her place between the two opposing wolves.
“I didn’t kill her.” Jace informed them “Valentine used me, just like he’s using you right now. Us fighting with each other is only giving him what he wants.”
“Really?” She asked as the wolves snarled. “Give me one good reason why I should believe you.”
“Because I know what it’s like to lose someone you love. My brother is counting on me. Just,” Jace sighed before continuing “You can kill me Just please let me get to him first.”
“Well, I wish I could, but, uh It’s them you’ll have to convince,” Maia smirked as the wolves began to walk forward and you sized both of them up to see where the weaknesses were.
“Stop!” Clary yelled you didn’t stand down, though.
“Stand down!” Luke ordered.
“Keep out of this, Luke,” Maia warned.
“Jace didn’t kill Gretel. It was Valentine. I’m telling you the truth. I swear!” Clary yelled but the wolves continued to growl, suddenly the wolves jumped forward while you pinned down one of them and Izzy appeared out of nowhere taking care of the other one.
“Stay.” Izzy mocked “Good doggy. By the order of the Clave, Jace Wayland is coming with me!”
“Maia. I said stand down.” Luke ordered his eyes glowing all of the wolves baring you bowed their heads in submission.
“Thanks, Izzy. I owe you one.” Jace said and you changed back to your human form.
“Don’t thank me yet,” Izzy said.
“Why?” You asked a Luke helped you to make a sling out of the jacket that you were wearing.
“Are you okay?” Izzy asked.
“Yeah, stupid mistakes lead to amazing stories, what’s the problem?” You asked again.
“I have to hand you both over to the Clave once we save Alec,” Izzy answered.
“Okay.” You nodded “let’s go save Alec.”

You weren’t in the room when Jace saved Alec, you were out on the balcony you hated the fact that there was very little that you can do to help them, so you chose not to be there, but you picked up his voice when he spoke. “Jace Wayland! You are hereby sentenced to the City of Bones to await trial for the charge of high treason and aiding Valentine in the war against the Clave.” Victor announced. “Where is she?”
“She is here.” You mumbled walking in your Serif Blade balanced on your good shoulder. One of the other Shadowhunter walked towards you “Touch me and I’ll cut your hands off.” She looked over at Victor who nodded and she gestured for you to follow Jace.
“Wait, what What the hell is going on?” Alec asked.
“It’s all right, Alec. All that matters is you’re back.” Jace answered and you winked.
“Later guys.” You waved.

Part 4 (2nd Half) >>

Requests and general question!

Prompts: Quotes (Part 1)

Send in a number with a character and who you would want to say the quote and (optional) what you would like to happen. You can send as many prompts as you want! Have Fun!

  1. “Are you having any fun yet?”
  2. “I’ve seen more places than I can name and over time they all start to look the same.”
  3. “Now is not the time for modesty!”
  4. “You broke your promise.”
  5. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”
  6. “I just need some time.”
  7. “You were wrong about me.“
  8. "You sure like the color black, don’t you?”
  9. “I have excellent posture and good hair. Why wouldn’t you want to marry me?”
  10. “Why are you making such a big deal about this?”
  11. “Say you miss me. Even if it’s a lie. Just say it, please.”
  12. “ Dance with me and pretend the world doesn’t exist.”
  13. “I came here to kick your ass, but I have to admit, You have a really nice ass.”
  14. “There’s a pistol in the locker on the other side of the room. Hurry!”
  15. “Everything you’re running from is in your head.”
  16. “Nah, I’m not freaking out, I’m Chill.”
  17. “So you taught your parrot to bark?”
  18. “You grabbed the wrong one.”
  19. “I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.”
  20. “You have no idea how lucky you are.”
  21. “I’m here… . Where are you?”
  22. “This was supposed to be my day!”
  23. “All I wanted to do was to was to save the universe!”
  24. “Was it your brilliant idea to give him all that sugar?”
  25. “That’s positively gelatinous!”
  26. “Your freckles are a genetically engineered code.”
  27. “I just lost a month’s worth of progress.”
  28. “No more of this! No more!”
  29. “Unfortunately, It is rocket science.”
  30. “I’m going to nope right out of here.”
  31. “If you leave, I will freak.”
  32. “That story sucked.”
  33. “Well, It’s the thought that counts.”
  34. “Call it. Heads or tails?”
  35. “I carried the picture with me everywhere. It was a reminder not to get too close to anyone.”
  36. “I think I’d love you if I didn’t hate you so much.”
  37. “Good luck out there. You’ll need it.”
  38. “Sometimes, you just have to laugh.”
  39. “I hate you least.”
  40. “I miss you. God, I do. And I can’t help but wonder if you miss me too.”
  41. “Stop.”
  42. “A little heads up next time.”
  43. “Pleasant and tired are not words I would use to describe her at the same time.”
  44. “Deep meditation doesn’t solve everything you know.”
  45. “No. Not you.”
  46. “Let them do their weird thing!”
  47. “Can we just … pretend that never happened? Please?”
  48. “Have you ever been homesick for a place you know you hate?”
  49. “I … think … I’m sorry.”
  50. “What did you want me to take away from this again?”
  51. “Yes, this is a competition! It’s always a competition!”
  52.  “I don’t expect you to believe me when I say this, but thank you.”
  53. “You were supposed to stay in the past. I left you there for a reason.”
  54. “You ever just miss something with everything you have?”
  55. “I don’t want to leave. This place feels more like home than home ever did.”
  56. “Now is a good time to shut up, yes.”
  57. “Is there an actual reason you have to disagree with everything I say or do you just take pleasure from having me cringe?”
  58. “I wish I could say I didn’t see that coming.”
  59. “Yes sitting on the floor is comfortable. No, I don’t need a chair. Thanks for you concern, though.”
  60. “Are you having any fun yet?”
  61. “Why do you come here, when you know I get troubled enough?”
  62. “Sometimes … You make a mistake. You’ve got two choices: you live with it, or you fix it.”
  63. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
  64. “Nobody’s tomorrow is guaranteed, right?”
  65. “I got kidnapped. By this guy. He wasn’t good at it.”
  66. “Maybe I am a monster. I don’t think I’d know if I were one.”
  67. “I don’t want you to have to stay loyal to someone that you probably don’t have a future with.”
  68. “I like my coffee as black and as bitter as my soul.”
  69. “You never think of anyone but yourself!”
  70. “I needed someone, and you were a safe choice, and that wasn’t fair to you, I’m sorry.”
  71. “On a scale of one to ten, how likely is it that this gets us arrested?”
  72. “I call you at two o’clock in the morning just to hear you voice and you answer ‘who’s this?’?!”
  73. “I’ve been hurt before, but not like this. Never like this. You’re the only one who’s ever been able to hurt me like this.”
  74. “It doesn’t matter. You’ve moved on. And I have to be okay with.”
  75. “You’re as bad at flirting as Anakin Skywalker in Episode 2.”
  76.  “We make the perfect couple. We’re both rude, we both piss people off, and we’re both hated by basically everyone.”
  77. “I wish you loved me as much as you loved that dog.”
  78. “Man, I wish my life was as easy as you make yours seem.”
  79. “I don’t know why you’re surprised. Betrayal never comes from an enemy.”
  80. “Wow. That’s attractive.”
  81. “Well, that wasn’t supposed to happen.”
  82. “Are you sure Pottermore sorted you into Ravenclaw? You’re kinda stupid.”
  83. “Did you know it’s illegal to put everyone in Central Park under mind control?”
  84. “Wow … hmmm … fake boyfriend … I’ll have to ponder that one …”
  85. “You’re lucky I’m tired because if I was fully awake  I would have already shoved you off this roof .”
  86. “You’re pretty happy for a dead man.”
  87. “If end up strangling you to death one day and show a jury every pun you’ve ever told me, they wouldn’t convict me.”
  88. “Stop laughing and help me out of the trash can. I think my foot is stuck in a coffee cup.”
  89. “Look, I love you and all, but I’m not getting arrested for you.”
  90. “Give me one good reason why I should let you buy a cart full of fireworks.”
  91. “The whole town does not need to see you falling off my balcony, leave
  92. “What are you doing in my house, you dork? How did you even get in here?”
  93. “If you don’t let me in that room he’s going to die, and then me and you are going to have a problem. Understand?”
  94. “You know, maybe running two miles with a sprained ankle wasn’t the best idea I’ve ever had.”
  95. “That can literally be used as a Frisbee. You’re not allowed to make pancakes anymore.”
  96. “I don’t care if you panic, just panic quietly.”
  97. “It’s 2am and you’re deciding you want to go on an adventure now?”
  98. “You know, looking back now. I realized that could have gone a whole lot better.”
  99. “You don’t look half bad for a dead man.”
  100. “It’s amazing watching your ego. If it gets any bigger we won’t need a car, we’ll just hang on to you and float wherever we need to go.”

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I will also like to credit these amazing blogs for the prompts:

@lazy-writing-prompts @awritingpromptaday @writing-promts-otp @allwritewithyou @creativepromptsforwriting @ourwritingprompts @unblockingwritersblock  @writeaboutnowblr @hourlywritingprompts

Thank you!

Also, I have a couple of requests that I have to do, so sorry if it takes a bit. I am working on another part of this, but don’t expect it to come so quickly.

Taking WWE Imagine Requests

I’ll work through some imagines tonight during Battleground! Send a name and number <3

  1. “Will you shut up for a second and let me explain?”
  2. “I swear that was broken when I got here.”
  3. “Before we go any further, there’s something you need to know.”
  4. “He says he loves me, but I just don’t believe him.”
  5. “I swear to God, if you don’t kiss me right now I’m going to kill you.”
  6. “I have never in my whole life met anyone as arrogant as you.”
  7. “Look, we can argue about the details later, but we’ve got about two minutes left before this whole place goes up in flames.”
  8. “Stop arguing with me and go, it’s not safe for you to be here.”  
  9. “I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you but it needed to be said.”
  10. “Give me one good reason why I should.”
Vacation (Part 4)

Summary: In which Tony decides to take the Avengers and you on a trip to Hawaii.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Originally posted by prettystucky

Slowly but surely you ended up having a fun time with Peter as the two of you were snorkeling.

You were able to snap a few shots underwater with the waterproof camera Tony gave you so that was pretty generous of him to buy that for you.

“Y/N, pass that camera over.” Peter mumbled as he came back up from underneath the water.

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"Because I’m In Love With You” Theo Raeken

Request: 1 with theo and a happy ending please ? :)

and

#1 and #4 for Theo?

1. “Because I’m in love with you no matter how fucked up our relationship is!”

4. “Give me one good reason why I should still be with you.”

Prompt List: x

A/N: okay okay, I’ve literally been waiting for someone to request the first prompt bc when I first wrote it, I immediately thought of Theo.

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You stood there, in front of Theo, spluttering all these words to him, saying them so fast that he could barely make out anything you were saying, he could only register a couple words as you kept talking.

You had thought about this moment for a long time, debating wether being in a relationship was the right choice for both of you two. And as much as you loved Theo, you never admitted it, and never expected to because, well, there never was supposed to be a relationship to have started with.

It had started out as careless arrangements, hooking up every once in a while. But it eventually progressed into something more than just ‘one night stands’ and turned into date nights, and talking for hours and hours till you fell asleep, coming over each other’s houses just to see one another, not just for hookups. That scared you, because you were falling completely in love with him.

Theo was supposed to be the bad guy, but everything changed when he had met you. He stopped doing all the wrong things, but showing his love and care for people weren’t exactly on his list. He did however, show his care for you a lot, but you never thought the words ‘I love you’ would ever be thrown around as a constant.

So here you were, rambling on and on about taking a break. You wanted this break to make sure your feelings for Theo would die down, because that was the day you realized you were in love with him. But you thought there couldn’t be any possibility that he reciprocated those feelings, and if you said those four words to him, you could only imagine the possible rejection.

“What? Why do you want a break?” Theo asked in disbelief. “Things were going good, weren’t they?”

“Yeah but, I just, I need space.” You say. “I just need time to think, that’s all. We need some time apart.”

“Was it something I did?” Theo asked, hurt clear in his expression. “Did, did I do something to make you angry at me?”

“No, no. Theo, you didn’t do anything wrong, I just, I don’t know, you and I, we need, some time alone for ourselves.” You explain.

But that wasn’t the reason at all. You needed time apart so you could figure out what you were gonna do. From occasional hookups to nearly dating, you didn’t know what your label was anymore. And you didn’t want to be in love with Theo, hell you never even expected that to happen in the first place. Because as the days went by, and the amount of time you spent with him increased, you found yourself falling harder, and harder for him.

“But, I don’t want time alone.” Theo persisted, his voice barely audible this time.

You saw a tear slip out his eye as your chest tightened. You loved this boy more than anything, and seeing him upset made you even more upset than you already were.

“I’m sorry.” You murmur looking away from him. “I should go.” You turned around, leaving his house in a hurry.

You felt a small breeze as you opened his door, allowing yourself to walk out into the dark as you fumbled inside your purse for your keys. You began walking towards your car when you heard footsteps behind you, and none other than Theo panting heavily as you turned around to face him.

“God dammit, Y/N.” Theo cursed to himself as he chased after you. “Don’t walk out on me.”

“There’s no reason for me to stay.” You mutter.

“You can’t leave me.” He exclaims. “You can’t leave our relationship like this.”

Give me one good reason why I should still be with you.” You question. “If you could name one reason, I, I’ll stay.”

“Because,” Theo began, his voice breaking.

You waited patiently for in answer, which you anticipated to be a really idiotic excuse so it would be easier to leave him behind and stop worrying about him. You were expecting his excuse to be so unbelievably foolish that it wouldn’t be a problem getting in your car, and forgetting about ever falling in love with the guy.

Because I’m in love with you! No matter how fucked up our relationship is!” he shouted.

You stopped dead in your tracks from pacing, as you turned to look at the broken boy in front of you. And it was than that you processed what he actually said, and that he actually meant it with all his heart.

It was the first time he had ever told you he loved you, and you couldn’t describe that feeling you got when those words escaped his lips loudly.

“D-do you mean that?” You ask him, walking over to Theo slowly. “Did, did I hear you right?”

“Yeah,” he says, his voice quiet and soft. “I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you for a really long time.”

You were right in front of him now, and you contemplated what you wanted to do, but Theo had beaten you to it and pressed his lips against yours as he pulled you closer to him. Your hands tangled in his hair, and his arms securely wrapped around your waist as his lips connected with yours. You didn’t know what to feel, but you knew that this time it felt right. You both pulled away for air as looked you in the eyes and sighed.

“I know it’s probably hard to believe, that I could ever be in love with anyone. But, ever since I met you I knew that I wanted to change. And I did because I wanted to be everything you wanted in a boyfriend. Ever since you bumped into me that day, I’ve been in love with you.” Theo uttered softly.

“And I don’t love anyone more in the world than I love you. I’m so in love with you, Y/N, I can’t believe it sometimes. And I know this is probably a lot to take in, but I know what I want, Y/N. And I want you.”

Send me a pairing and a line of dialogue and I’ll write you a drabble
  • “What’s in the bag and why are you hiding it here?”
  • “Are you taking his(her) side against me?”
  • “What do you remember about your mother (father)?”
  • “Where does a child hide in a small town like this?”
  • “Well, this is where I live.”
  • “There’s someone in the house!”
  • “Please don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.”
  • “We can’t invite her (him). Mother hates her (him).”
  • “You came back!”
  • “Go and live with her (him), then! See if I care!”
  • “I won’t stay long. I just had to see you.”
  • “Why did you scream like that?”
  • “No! I’m tired of doing what you say.”
  • “Give me one good reason why I should wear a dress.”
  • “Midnight, on the bridge. Come alone.”
  • “Am I supposed to be scared now?”
  • “It looks liked you’re in trouble there. Can I help?”
  • “Quick! Hide behind the sofa!”
  • “You embarrassed me tonight.”
  • “Do you ever think we should just stop doing this?”
  • “I’ll find her (him) and bring her (him) home, I promise.”
  • “How long have you been standing there?”
  • “Are you kidding me? We’re not ‘fine’!”
  • “You were always the quiet one.”
  • “Is there something you want to tell me?”

shy-reader  asked:

Sooooooo, I know you just did a finnpoe one, but I'm in love with the two right now. So if you don't mind could you please do #12 for finnpoe? Pub-leassseeeeeee???

Obligatory “Sorry this took me so long” comment goes here. (For anyone who is wondering, this is from this prompt list, not the one I just reblogged (I did get a prompt from that and will fill it as soon as I clear out my inbox, oops).)

12. Imagine your OTP getting in a fight and one of them yelling that they love the other one and then it gets really quiet.

Everyone who lived at the Resistance base was well used to the sounds of shouting going on, and most of them had learned to avoid it. Leia Organa, however, was intrigued the raised voices echoing down the hallway, largely because, for once, hers wasn’t one of them.

Quelling the pang she felt at the thought of all the years she’d argued with Han at the top of her not-inconsiderable lungs, she headed down the hallway towards the source. She rounded a bend and stopped. Standing on either side of one of the supporting archways were the best damn pilot the Resistance had ever seen–and she was including both her husband and brother in that–and the former stormtrooper who had proved as much a reluctant hero as Han ever had, both scowling at each other. A young mechanic ducked slightly, getting out of the line of fire as he passed between them, but otherwise never broke stride. Neither combatant seemed to notice.

“I grew up with the First Order, Poe, I know what I’m talking about!”

“And I grew up with the Resistance!” Poe shouted back, flapping his hand to one side. “Damn it, Finn, I’m a pilot, I know what I’m getting into, but you–”

Ah. It was this argument again. Leia had heard it more than once–had participated in it more than once, if she was honest with herself–and she was also pretty sure she knew how it would end. Hiding a smirk, she folded her arms across her chest and leaned against the wall to watch the show.

“I’m here now,” Finn pointed out. “I’ve changed, okay? I’m not running anymore. I want to help. I want to fight. And the fact is I know how the First Order fights, so I can help.”

“We know how the First Order fights, too,” Poe argued. “We’ve only been fighting them for years now.”

Finn gestured helplessly. “Yeah, but you only know how they appear to fight. I know how they’re taught to fight, what they’re thinking. I know how to avoid it and–”

“Good, so teach people here.”

“I am! But I need to–”

“You need to stay here!”

Why? Why are you so adamant that I not go into an actual battle? Give me one good reason why you should care so much!”

“Because I love you!” Poe shouted, looking like he was about to grab the front of Finn’s shirt but stopping himself just in time.

Finn’s brown eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly. Poe, too, seemed a little stunned, like he couldn’t believe he had actually said the words out loud. There was a full minute of complete silence.

Leia couldn’t help herself. “He knows.”

Finn and Poe both started and looked up at her in stunned bewilderment. Even though Leia was pretty sure Finn hadn’t known how Poe felt, she still remembered the first moment she’d desperately said those three little words to Han, and the way he’d responded, reassuring her that it was all right, that he’d known without her having to tell him, that it wasn’t something he’d gone his whole life fearing would never happen. She hadn’t been able to resist the urge to give Finn those words, too.

Giving full reign to her smirk, she headed down the corridor, twisting her shoulders to sleep between the two men. A few steps beyond them, she paused, half-turned her head to glance over her shoulder, and added, “By the way, Captain Dameron…if you’re looking for the opportune moment to kiss him, this would be it.”

She didn’t say anything further, merely kept going. But at the next bend in the hall, she stopped again and turned around. Poe had Finn pressed up against the wall of the hallway, his lips over the younger man’s. Finn was clutching Poe’s face desperately, one hand tangled in his curly dark hair, as he returned the kiss with equal fervor.

Oh, Han, she thought wistfully with a sad smile as she turned away. You’d be so proud of these boys. At least it didn’t take them four years to get to this point.