his face in the last gif though

Can we just talk about this moment? He has no idea that Belle said she loved him back. He died before hand.

•This expression on his face says everything. He turns around and looks at Belle as if he truly can’t believe the meaning behind it all.

• “I’m human? But that means….” he whips around and sees Belle standing there. He lets out a breath of relief. Everything he has ever hoped for since she got there has fallen into place. The spell is broken, she loves him, his castle has been saved.

• But just look at this precious cinnamon roll. Look at that FACE. That expression crushes me every time. He looks as though he’s about ready to cry. But following this part, he’s cautious. He lets Belle lead. He’s afraid he’ll scare her somehow. That perhaps his human form is more frightening than the Beast. He knows his character as a human to be despicable, arrogant, hateful, and conceited. That’s the last thing he wants Belle to see. But she sees into his heart. She knows. She knows how loving, caring, kind, and compassionate he’s become. And now so does he.

• That hair tho. It’s so soft JUST LET ME TOUCH IT.

•And those EYES. Hngggg.

10

“What is it?”

Where in the hell was it? You knew it had to be in the bedroom somewhere… Harry was terrible at hiding things, so finding the CD of his debut album couldn’t have been that hard. You were wrong. Because here you were, about an hour and a half into the search, and all you had found was a loose button and some change. 

“Come on!” You whispered to yourself after checking the bedside drawers for the tenth time in a row. You had basically turned the entire bedroom upside down trying to find the CD, and at this point, your back was aching and you were ready to sit down and take a break. Of course, you couldn’t really take a break because this was one of those moments where Harry had gone out, so you had the entire house to yourself. “Okay, let’s do this again.” You huffed, arching your back slightly and wincing as it cracked. 

“Looking for your dignity again?” You jolted, hitting your head against the wooden base of the bed when you heard Harry’s voice by the door. 

“Haha, very funny. I’m actually looking for-” Wait. You couldn’t tell Harry you were looking for his CD. You had been begging to hear it for the longest time, and each time Harry would shoot you down and then send you off with a little kiss. After getting rejected for about the hundredth time, you decided to take matters into your own hands: You’d have to find the CD yourself, listen to all the songs while he was gone, and then slip it back into its hiding place. But for now, you obviously couldn’t do anything with Harry back home. “For my… Reading glasses?” You were a terrible liar, but it was worth a shot. 

“You mean the ones on your head?” Harry raised an eyebrow, pointing to the top of your head with a small smile. 

“Oh, there they are!” You scoffed, slapping yourself on your forehead gently. “Silly me! Well, now that I found my glasses, I can go back to reading.” 

“You sure you were only looking for your glasses?” 

“Of course!” 

“Where’s the book?” 

“Downstairs.” 

“I didn’t see anything downstairs.” 

“Then you must need glasses as well.” 

“What book are you reading?” 

“Harry Potter.” 

“Which one?” 

“The… 2nd one.” 

“Ah, the 2nd one. Interesting.” Harry hummed, stalling for a moment before he was suddenly zipping out of the room and back downstairs. You didn’t understand what the rush was until you realized: There was no Harry Potter book downstairs and Harry was about to find that out in a second. 

“I totally just played myself.” You muttered quietly, hearing the thud of Harry’s footsteps as he rushed back upstairs. A sheepish smile embraced your features when Harry popped in once again. 

“There’s no book.” He breathed out, raising a finger and pointing at you accusatorily. “Don’ play games with me, love. What are you really looking for?”

“Ooh, fine! I was looking for your stupid CD, alright? I thought it’d be easy to find it considering how shitty you are at hiding things.” For your birthday last year, Harry hid your present underneath his pillow. Under his pillow.  

“I already said you were gonna have to wait until May 12th jus’ like everyone else!” Harry grinned at your pouty expression. Usually, that face only came out when you really, really wanted something. 

“Harry, please!” You whined, flopping down on the bed and grabbing one of the pillows to hug. 

“It’s not happening! I love you, but it’s not happening. Nice try, though!” Harry said through giggles, walking over to look down at you. “You know what’s funny?” 

“What?” 

“I was going to let you listen to Kiwi because I love you tha’ much, but you called my CD stupid and my hiding skills shitty. So I change my mind.” 

You really did play yourself. 

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word count : 3 884
summary :  Kai fights the siren’s mind control because of his feelings for Reader.
* gif by phantom-evil
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A week. That’s how long Y/N and her friends tried everything to open the Vault at the Armoury to get back Kai and Damon. None of them was prepared to find the Vault completely empty , none of them could figure out how they got out. Y/N had thought the anguish she had felt during that time was too much but what came next broke her completely. Three months went by before there was even a hint about what Damon and Kai might be up to. Things only got worse from there.
Being separated had always been hard , but this time it was different. Kai wasn’t on some trip for a few days somewhere. There wasn’t a way to find them with a locator spell or anything. It took Y/N and her friends month to track them down and eventually find them at an abandoned slaughter house after a victim was found.
Stefan and Y/N had gone there and had tried to get them back the same second they found them , but things hadn’t gone according to plan. Seeing Kai had been enough to put the pieces of her heart together again and shatter it completely right after specially after hearing Kai say ‘I don’t love you and I never have. Go before I rip your throat out.’ Those words echoed in her mind and they cut deeper than any knife ever could , even though she knew he hadn’t meant a syllable. Kai’s eyes had betrayed him , the way he had held onto her hand for a few seconds before pushing her away - he had done it on purpose to get her to leave. Y/N never gave up hope and seeing him only made her more determined to get him back , no matter what she had to do or who she’d have to go through to make it happen.

Kai couldnt believe what his life had been turned into the past few months. He had spent years trying to be better and learn to control his blood thirst after he turned , had a girl who loved him enough to risk her own life more than once just to save him and just when he was about to get everything he ever wanted he got himself into this mess. All of this had ruined helping people for him. Worst part of it all was that no matter how much he fought , there was no way out. Kai was stuck with Sybil and his least favourite person on this planet who had tried more than once to kill him. It had been months since Kai had been with Y/N and he had wanted to go back for her so many times but knew if Sybil found out about her , his girl would end up dead or worse. He couldnt let that happen.
    “What is he doing?” asked the siren.
Damon glanced at him. Kai was sitting not too far away from them with some paper in his hands , reading or more like pretending to read so he doesn’t have to think about the things he had done in order to keep Sybil distracted and keep his girl safe. Y/N – he suppressed a smile , just her name was enough to make him happy but he couldn’t let it show. He closed his eyes and he could see her smile , even hear her voice sometimes.
    “Catching up on current events.” said Kai indifferently. “The mysterious disappearances are drawing too much attention. Think you can cut back on red meat a bit ?”
Sybil rolled her eyes. “I spent a better part of a thousand years trapped in a Vault. So no , and who are you to tell me what to do ?”
Kai sighed. He was getting tired of being an evil minion , finding her ‘evil people’ to eat , not to mention how fighting the siren’s mind control was getting harder each day. However he was doing better than Damon , who was flying on full cruise control. His least favourite Salvatore didn’t even remember who Elena was now , thats how much Sybil had messed with his head. Kai would rather die than have his memories of Y/N twisted or replaced with new versions.
    “No one , apparently.” he said with a smirk. “I’m going out to grab a snack. Blood bags just dont do it for me as you well know.”
    “Fine , but dont go too far.” said the siren. “There is a housewife living in the house next door , bet she is delicious.”
    “Thanks for the offer, but I prefer my blood a little younger.” said Kai walking past them. “I’m going to look for a cheerleader at the high school or some confused teen at a bar. Oh or a sorority girl. Who knows what I’d find.”
After all those months they were finally close by Mystic Falls. About two weeks ago when he had briefly seen Y/N for the last time , it had been so hard fighting the urge to pull her into his arms , suffocate her with kisses and never let go of her again. The look in her eyes , how they had lit up when she saw him - it was all seared into his mind. In that moment he had felt happy again but then came the look of hurt when he had said all those horrible things to push her away for her own safety. Y/N was stubborn as hell , more determined than ever - it had been his only option to get her to go. Kai had never been more afraid of his feelings for the brave human girl than in this moment. Even after the merge with Luke , he hadnt been that shaken of everything he was feeling. Just the thought of her getting hurt in any way was enough to send him in a really dark place. There was no life for him without her and he was sure if she died , he’d die with her.
Sybil kept digging in his mind and he knew at some point she’d uncover Y/N’s existence. There was only one thing left he could do to protect her , as painful as it might be for the both of them. After all this mess was over he’d go and find her , move away with her, start a new. Kai walked into town , knowing her daily routine hoping nothing had changed and she’d still be going to work at the Grill. He stood a few hundred metres away waiting for her and just like always at the exact same time every Tuesday - there she was. More beautiful than ever with a look of determination on her face. A gust of wind blew out of nowhere (or more like Kai manipulated the weather) and she turned towards him. The look on her face changed between shock , surprise , caution , surprise and love – sticking to the last one. Her eyes widened and she ran towards him not even paying attention to traffic or cars or anything or anyone else in general.
    “Kai!” said Y/N running directly into his arms. “H-how are you here ? Why are you here?”
Kai pulled her towards him , tighter than ever and smiled at her. He could see in her eyes she knows something was wrong with him. Did he really look as broken on the outside as he felt on the inside? he wondered. His hands cupped her face and he kissed her gently for a few seconds. The young heretic couldn’t believe after everything he had said , Y/N had ran towards him like that instead of going the other way , how she hadn’t yelled at him or slapped him or anything.
    “I’m sorry Y/N … I should’ve never gone to that Vault.” said Kai softly, his voice filled with sadness and regret. “I am sorry for what I said to you a few days ago too. We had ears on us –”
    “I knew you didn’t mean it.” she smiled widely at him , not willing to let go off him or move more than half an inch away. “Whats going on Kai ?”
Y/N gazed into his eyes - he looked different - broken , crushed. The way he had pulled her towards him , as if letting go of her would mean his death both scared her and made her happy. Whatever was happening it was probably worse than she had thought.
    “I … I literally cannot say.” he sighed. Y/N looked at him with a puzzled expression.”No , I mean it – whenever I try to say out loud whats going on it comes out all giberish.”
    “Doesn’t matter , as long as you are here. Come on , lets go home —”
    “I cant.” said Kai. “I want to , more than anything but I — cant. You need to leave town. Now.“ he said with a serious look. “Go home , pack up your things and leave. It’s not safe for you here.”
    “Leave ?! No. Not without you.” protested Y/N.
    “I – the siren keeps digging inside my memories , trying to find what I am holding on to.” said Kai , cupping her face. “There is no way to stop her. Her neck gets snapped and she comes back to life 5 seconds later. If something happens to you -”
    “- I’ll die if something happens to you.” she said pressing her lips onto his. Kai pulled her towards him , kissing her as if its the last time he’d ever kiss her.
    “For once in your life, do as I say.” he demanded. “Don’t make me compell you to forget all about me.”
Y/N took a step away from him. Kai wouldn’t compell her , he wouldn’t go that far. Never. Though this desperate look in his eyes made her feel nervous. She understood he wanted to protect her , like always but he wouldn’t cross that line.
    “You wouldn’t…”
    “We both know I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you. Even if it means losing you.”
Tears had started gathering in her eyelids just thinking how just when she finally got him back , he wants her to go away.  No way. There was another way to get him to go with her , because there is no version of her life without him — and that way was walking towards them in that moment.
    “Okay – I’ll leave.” she sighed in defeat.
Kai looked at her with a mix of surprise and heartbreak in his eyes clearly not expecting her to give in that easily and dreading losing her again.
    “But you are coming with me.” she finished , seeing Stefan behind Kai , holding a vervain syringe. A few moments later Kai dropped unconscious. “Thanks for that Stef.”
    “Yeah. Don’t mention it.” replied the Salvatore, holding Kai’s body. “I suggest you two get out of town. Alaric is working on finding out what that instrument is and how it helps us kill the siren. As soon as we figure it out , our lives would go back to normal or as normal as they were before all this.”
    “What is normal anyways?” she wondered.
With Stefan’s help she got Kai onto the backseat of her car. Y/N put the keys in the ignition and drove off as fast as she could not giving a damn about the speeding limits or red lights or anything. Her eyes kept darting between the road and the review mirror , looking at Kai on the back seat. Everything was fine until they passed old Miller Road and he started to wake up screaming in pain , holding his head in his hands.
    “Y/N… stop the car.” he groaned rolling around the backseat.
    “No. We — we are leaving. There has to be a way to get you away from her and out of her control.”
    “I - I can’t l-leave.” he groaned and reached his hand stopping the car with magic.
Y/N hit the gas pedal again , tried the ignition but none of it worked - the car had stopped in the middle of the road. A groan of frustration left her lips. What had the siren did to him ? Kai got out of the car and started walking back into town. Quickly she unbuckled her seat belt and ran after him , catching up in a few metres. Seeing him in pain broke her heart , even more noticing the tears in his eyes. He kept rubbing his forehead , groaning in pain. Y/N placed her hands on his shoulders making him look at her.
    “Kai , whats happening ? Tell me.”
    “I am too far away from her. She is p-pulling me back.” said Kai taking another step towards town. “Get in the car and go before she finds you -”
    “You are stronger than this Kai. You can fight it –”
    “I’ve been fighting it for months now … ”
    “Don’t stop. I will help you. We’ll find a way to break the link , I promise.”
Kai laughed under his breath. “You can’t help me Y/N. I know you love me and want to help but - ”
    “Well , well , well…” said a young woman with short brown hair and brown eyes , standing a few steps away from them. “I was wondering how you keep resisting my control. Pity this girl didn’t listen when you told her to leave. Damon , if you may –”
Damon grabbed Y/N before Kai had had time time to react , holding her in a tight grip ready to snap her neck at a moments notice. Kai tried to get to her but the siren hummed some tune and he stopped in his tracks , visibly struggling to get to his girl.
    “Now , Kai.” said the siren taking a step towards the young heretic who was trying hard to fight her influence and move. “If you don’t want anything awful to befall your girlfriend –”
    “Fiance.” he corrected quietly.
    “– then you are going to do exactly as I say. Both you and Damon are quite resourceful when it comes to picking victims but I think you’ll be a lot more committed when there is nothing holding you back. So , I am giving you a choice.”
Y/N watched Kai stare at the ground , refusing to meet the siren’s eyes. His hands were shaking and she knew that look very well. Under any other circumstance at this point , whoever had gotten in his way would have had their throat ripped out or their head would’ve rolled on the ground. It was a look Y/N hadn’t seen in almost 4 years and made her blood freeze. Her fiance was angry , hurt and scared and whenever one of those emotions took over things always ended badly. Y/N didn’t care what would happen to her , but she worried about what the siren wants Kai to do.
    “What kind of a choice?” he asked.
    “Shut off your humanity and come with me or watch your fiance die.” said the siren , pausing for a moment. “You know what – maybe I will make it more interesting and make you kill her. Imagine this - having to live with the guilt of killing the one person who you love more than anything.”
    “Don’t — don’t do this to him.” pleaded Y/N , stepping on Damon’s foot with force in an attempt to get free. The vampire growled in her ear. “Let me go Damon or I swear … I’ll get to that coffin and burn Elena’s body myself.”
    “Elena ? Who’s – who’s Elena?” asked Damon.
Y/N gulped. If the siren could erase Elena’s existence from Damon’s mind then what could she have done to Kai ?
Sybil laughed. “I see why you love her. Maybe if she was a supernatural I would’ve taken her with us. ” she paused for a moment. “I still can , find a way to taint her soul and kill her , making sure she’ll end up in Hell.” she thought out loud with an amused look. “So , what’s it going to be - are you coming with me or does your pretty girl gets to die ?”
    “No.” said Kai.
    “It’s really not a choice , honey. Turn it off.
    “No.“ repeated Kai.
    “We’ll have to do this the hard way then.” sighed Sybil and grabbed his head , closing her eyes. Kai could feel her digging in his mind , trying to find something else against him. He tried hard not to think about any of the moments he and Y/N had shared so the siren can’t modify them like she did to Damon’s memories of Elena but seeing his girl struggle to get free from the vampire’s grasp pulled one of the memories to the surface of his mind.


     "Interesting.“ muttered the siren , slipping into one of his memories. "I have to say - that must be one of your best works. Taking your entire family down with you. It’s one of the reasons Cade wanted you. Now why is this memory so important to you—”
Kai stood by the entrance , watching himself walking through the wedding disaster struggling because of the werewolf bite. Bonnie showed up a few moments later but he wasn’t paying attention to that , the other him was dealing with that. He was watching out one of the windows , knowing any moment now he’d see Y/N heading towards the barn. Her dress was covered with blood and her hair was messier than ever. Bonnie flew across the room towards one of the walls and Damon showed up shortly after. Kai sat at the podium , playing with a rose in his hands while talking with the vampire. A few moments later Damon left and Kai saw himself looking around with confusion in his eyes. Then he heard it - the sound of one of Alaric’s compressed air weapons. He turned in the direction of the sound seeing Y/N and then Damon laying on the ground with a piece of wood plunged in his back.
    “What ? No 'thank you'for saving your life ?” she said blowing a strand of hair out of her face. Y/N reached for his hand , instead Kai pulled her into his arms for a few seconds. “Lets go before he wakes up.”
    “One moment … ” said Kai  , biting his wrist and rushing to Bonnie’s side. “Don’t you ever forget this Bon Bon.You didn’t really think I’d let you die did you ?”
Y/N grabbed his hand and both of them run out of the barn. Somehow she was running faster than him and he had a hard time catching up with her. A few moments later he stopped abruptly making her stop too.
     "Why would you save me ?“
    "Because — you are
not this monster. You are good and – I can’t let the person I love die. ”
    “What ?” he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice.
    “I love you Kai. You are my future and you can push me away all you want but even if you don’t let yourself see it or feel in general — ” she said softy , placing her palm on his cheek. “ — I know that you see the same. It’s in your eyes — ”
Kai pulled her into his embrace , holding her tighter than ever unable to believe that after all the things he had done , including a few hours ago there was someone still believing in him , carrying about him and loving him.
    “I love you too Y/N.” he said smiling resting his forehead on hers.

     "Ohhh , I see.“ said Sybil , twisting his memory and replacing Y/N’s face with hers.
Kai looked at her with a small smile on his face , tucking in a lock of hair behind her ear.  Sybil smiled at him innocently and leaned in to kiss him.
    "Nice try. You are
not her and I am not as weak as Damon.” said Kai , snapping her neck in a few moments later. 


Sybil opened her eyes , clenching her jaw. The siren hadn’t expected the young heretic to be that strong. Damon had resisted her but she had been stronger , this was new.
    “Well , that was unexpected. Shall we try this again ?”
    “You can try all you want Sybil.” said Kai with a smirk. “I’m not Damon and I am not the monster you want me to be. I’m not this person anymore.”
    “Ahh that’s right.” said the siren smiling wickedly. “Because you love this fragile human girl and your feelings for her are stronger than your blood lust. Shame , she would’ve looked beautiful in a wedding gown. Damon — how would you feel about a snack?”
Damon grinned , purple black veins flashing under his eyes and his fangs sank in Y/N’s neck. The girl screamed , dug her nails in Damon’s hands kicked and tried everything to get free but it was useless. Kai took a step towards them but Sybil hummed another tune forcing him to watch as the life drained from the girl he loved. The only person who ever gave him a real chance even before the merge was dying and he couldn’t even move his finger.
    “Let her go.” said Kai. “I’ll — I’ll do what you ask just let her go.”
    “Kai , don’t. You are stron-ger than you think. Fight – it.” said Y/N struggling to speak.
Kai looked into her eyes , her lips forming four words 'I believe in you’.  He struggled , feeling Sybil trying to sneak into his mind again and get him to let go , but it didn’t matter - all he could hear and see was Y/N. His eyes closed for a moment and he found the strength to flick his wrist snapping Damon’s neck , raising his other hand pulling out Sybil’s heart out of her chest with magic. The moment the siren dropped on the ground his mind cleared and he ran towards his girl , biting his wrist bringing it to her lips.
    “Don’t you dare die Y/N.” said Kai smiling nervously. “Not now …. not ever.”
Y/N wrapped her fingers around his wrist feeling his warm blood trickle down her throat. A sigh left Kai’s lips and he caressed her face , placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes opened and she pulled herself up unitl he wrapped his strong arms around her.
    “You did it.” she smiled widely at him.
    “Only because of you. ” he said softly. “Though that wont last for long unless your buddies figure out a way to hold her down. Until then –”
    “– get in the car with me and we drive as far and fast away as we can.” she finished with a hopeful expression on her face.
Kai smiled widely at her. “Pick a destination , sweetheart.”

MASTERLIST - SMUT
MASTERLIST - FLUFF

More dad headcannons because these are fun to do.

Enjoy.
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Dad Thor headcannons:

-Was SO excited when you gave birth. But was too afraid to hold the newborn because of his strength.

-You totally forced the big lug to hold the little one, he couldn’t wait when they were in the womb,so he shouldn’t now.

-He cried when he finally held them. He felt so proud of you that you were able to bring such a joy to the world.

-When you bring them home, he hovers. Like it gets annoying because he’s always there.

-I mean seriously, you open your mouth, he’s there in seconds waiting for your command.

-It’s like having another child in the house.

-You found out when you came home and they both were entranced watching Sesame Street.

-Doesn’t know how to change a diaper to save his life, but so willing to learn how to.

-When he learns it’s like he should’ve been the one to do it in the first place. He’s the master at changing diapers, doesn’t even gag when he has to.

-When someone holds the child he tries so hard not to hover, but does it by accident anyways.

-You’ll have to pull him to you and point it out.

-He’ll embarrassingly agree and sit back down.

-So eager to get the baby back in his arms because he was freaking the fuck out the whole time.

-Totally is a mother bird.

-Never wants to agree to it because he wants to stick to his “tough guy” look.

-Fails at doing so when his friends see him and he’s 100% whipped for his little one.

-The one who gets up late at night to feed the little one, like he wants to do it, tells you not to worry and to go back to sleep.

-Has nicknames for them like young one.

-When the child gets older, it breaks his heart because they grew up so fast, he wishes he could still cradle them.

-Who am I kidding, he still cradles them, even though they 10/10 struggle to break free.

-When they get old enough to have a boyfriend/girlfriend, he tries so hard not to be an asshole, even though it slips a little here and there.

-Doesn’t want to give the person his child is dating “the talk” because he wants to seem like the fun dad, but does it anyways because of this person breaks his baby’s heart, he’s going to break them.

-Totally is the fun dad though. Wanna go for a late night drive? If so he’s so ready to take them anywhere they wanna go.

-When the child finally gets old enough to get married, he’s so pissed and sad.

-Watching his little girl being taken by someone else, and having their last name rips him apart inside.

-His view changes real quick when he sees them walking down the isle, and their big smile on their face.

-Totally cries when it’s all over with.

-Low key wants more kids with you.

-10/10 had more kids with him.

Imagine playing hard to get with Chris.

A/N: This is a request from a wonderfully loyal reader @m-a-t-91, I don’t really know if I lived up to your request ‘cause when I write- I kinda go into a state where I just write what comes to me. I think I wrote what you asked for, I dunno. Enjoy anyway. X

You could feel your best friend, Chris watching you from across the bar as you politely chatted with the third guy to hit on you in one night. You weren’t actually interested, you were just too nice to shoot him down. At least he was slightly better looking than the first two, it helped but he still wasn’t the one you wanted to be with. The one you wanted, the one you were in-love with- had been in-love with since the moment you met him was the blue eyed, brown haired Bostonian that you called a best friend. You didn’t know but he was in-love with you too, just waiting for the right time to tell you.

“Do you want me to get rid of him?” Chris mouthed at you and you bit back your smile, nodding ever so subtly. “Wear the ring,” he mouthed and tapped his ring finger on his left hand; a gesture to the bid the two of you had performed numerous times.

You did as you were told, watching him rise from his stool and disappear into the crowd. You continued to nod at the blond, faking a smile as he talked you through his gym regime. You could’ve listened to Chris talk about his gym regime all day but you couldn’t with this guy, with this guy- all you wanted to do was roll your eyes.

“There you are, my love.” You heard Chris’ voice and felt his warm hand touch the small of your back. “I’m sorry,” his gaze fell onto the blond gentleman who was stunned by the presence of the actor, Chris Evans. “Can I help you? Is there a reason you’re talking to my fiancée?” He asked, grabbing your left hand and holding it up to reveal your ring.

“Uh- no, um-” He stammered, swallowing his nerves as he got up. “I had no idea- I’m sorry, Cap. I didn’t notice the ring and- Have a good night,” he nodded at the both of you and rushed off, leaving you and Chris in stitches.

“I’m sorry, Cap?” You laughed, trying to ignore the butterflies forming in your stomach from Chris’ touch. “That’s fucking hilarious. I have never seen a guy bigger than you so terrified of you,” you said and Chris scoffed. “The role of Captain America has given you a few benefits.”

“First of all, he was not bigger than me. And even if he was, I’m much better looking than that doofus.” He argued and you rolled your eyes; the feeling of disappointment washed over him when he took his hand away. “And yes, the role of Captain America has given me a few benefits. You’re one of them, without it- I probably wouldn’t have met you.”

“But we met at your dad’s dentistry,” you narrowed your eyes in confusion.

“Yes, but you wouldn’t have been interested in talking to me if I wasn’t Captain America.” You rolled your eyes at that. “Please,” he chuckled softly. “Don’t act like you would’ve given me the time of day if I wasn’t Captain America, even after you knew who I was- you barely paid me any attention. All you did was ask for a selfie, you wouldn’t even give me your phone number.”

“I was raised not to trust random strangers, even if said random stranger was Captain America.”

“Bull-fucking-shit,” he laughed. “You just like playing hard to get, you’re like that with every guy.”

“Fuck you, Evans.” You playfully shoved him and he laughed harder, touching his left boob. “I do not like playing hard to get, I’m just not one of those girls who gives her number away willy nilly. Even if I knew who you were, you were still just some random guy. I couldn’t just give you my number, I had to know you were a guy worth trusting.” You told him and he chuckled. “And you are,” you patted his cheek gently and his heart fluttered at your touch, “'cause here we are now, best of friends.”

“I want more than friends,” you thought you heard him mutter under his breath. Your heart skipped a beat but you remained indifferent, just in case you heard him wrongly. “Y/N,” Chris moved in front of you, taking one of your hands in his. “Have you ever thought about dating a friend?”

Your breath hitched in your throat because you knew you had in fact heard what you heard; he was referring to himself and the possibility of him becoming something more to you. You had been wishing for something like that since- God, since before you met him. But like he said, you were prone to playing hard to get; you didn’t know why, you did do it with every guy. It probably had to do with the string of bad boyfriends, after the last one- you were done getting hurt. You knew Chris was a good guy but you couldn’t risk going through another heartbreak and you definitely didn’t want to lose him as a friend.

“Never,” you lied and shook your head.

“I see,” Chris mumbled; his heart sunk as you pulled your hand away. “Yeah, neither.” He forced a smile on his face but you could see the pain in his eyes; you suffered immediate guilt and regret. “I think it’s stupid to ruin a good friendship, I just- I was asking for a friend.”

“Yeah, sure.” You nodded, smiling even though you were dying on the inside. “This is why we’re best friends, we share a similar form of thinking.” You said and he nodded, chuckling with very limited humor. “I’m starving, do you want to go grab some Leone’s?”

“You know I do.” He smiled more genuinely; he couldn’t be with you but at least he could be around you. “Let’s go,” he held out his arm for you to take and you took it without hesitation. “What are we thinking? Eat in or take it back to my place?”

“Anything as long as I get to eat with you,” you told him and his smile widened a little bit. “You know I love you, right?” You asked and he nodded, pressing a quick kiss to the side of your head. “Good,” you managed a small smile, ignoring your aching heart. “Now let’s go get some pizza.”
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“I will never ever get sick of pizza,” you grinned as you took another slice from the box. Chris chuckled and took a sip of his beer, smiling as he watched you devour the slice. “Thank you so much for introducing me to Leone’s, it is honestly- the best.”

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and lowered his beer onto the hardwood floor. “You know something, Y/N?” He quizzed, crawling across to sit next to you. “I think you’re amazing.” He told you when your facials prompted a continuation. “I think you’re beautiful and funny and talented and- perfect. I think you’re perfect,” he whispered and brushed your hair out of your face.

“I think I’m all of those things too,” you joked because you knew where he was going with all of that. “What can I say?” You dropped your slice back into the box and brushed the crumbs from your hands by swiping them together. “My parents made a masterpiece when they had me.”

“Can you please be serious for once in your life?” Chris narrowed his eyes at you; he was buzzed enough not to care about the consequences. “I’m trying to tell you I like you, Y/N. I’ve been trying to tell you all night,” he said and you sighed. “I know we’re best friends and you don’t want to ruin our friendship by giving this a shot, I don’t either- the last thing I want is to lose you.”

“Then stop,” you told him.

“I can’t,” he shook his head. “I can’t keep pretending I’m okay with just being friends anymore. I know you’re sick of it too, I’m not crazy- I can see the way you look at me. You want this too, you’re just too afraid of getting hurt again which is why you’re constantly playing hard to get.” He took your hands and pressed it to his heart. “But I would never hurt you, Y/N. I would never ever because- you do this to me, you make my heart beat- you make each day worth more than it should. There has never been a day with you that has been bad,” he told you.

“Chris, stop-” you tried to pull your hands away but he tightened his grip. “I can’t lose you, I can’t lose this. Maybe we try this out, maybe it works but- what if it doesn’t?” You felt your eyes well with tears. “What are we going to do then? Who am I going to have in my life?”

“Me,” he answered. “Because you’re never going to lose me, Y/N. You’re the love of my life, I didn’t realize it until now but- I can’t imagine myself with anyone else. As long as you’re around, you’re the one I’m going to love until my final breath.” You felt a smile stretch across your face; the tears that welled from the fear of losing him, fell out of joy. “Even as a ghost, I’ll still love you.”

“Shut up,” you managed a soft laugh and he smiled, leaning in to press his forehead against yours. “Fine,” you huffed and his breath hitched in his throat when he realized what you were about to agree to. “We can try this, but if things don’t work-”

“It will,” he interrupted excitedly.

“If it doesn’t,” you continued your previous sentence. “You don’t get to run out on me. You are going to stay my best friend until the end of time, even if you hate my guts- you’re going to be there for me. Those are my terms, otherwise- it’s a no.”

“More time with my best friend who is also the love of my life?” He quizzed rhetorically and smirked when you bit back your smile. “How could I possibly disagree to those terms?”

“Good,” you smiled. He released your wrists so he could caress your face; you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in. “Because I was getting a little sick of playing hard to get.” He chuckled then smiled when you pressed your lips against his.

Title: Let’s Stargaze

@chunex/anonymous requested: Love your fics girl ! You are an amazing writer please can you make a fic where Jason Crouse and his girlfriend have a baby boy ?! Fluffy and smut please ! 💖💖

Character(s): Jason and Reader
Summary: After a long day at work, you decide to cook dinner for Jason and your son, Luke, while the two stargaze out in the backyard.
Word Count: 3,758
Warning: Smut and fluff! 
Author’s Note: I decided to combine both requests since they were extremely similar! I have a soft spot for Jason and if you add in a child into it, well, my heart just melts into a puddle lol. Also, excuse my attempt at trying to incorporate dialogue for a three year-old boy haha. Anyway, to the anon and also to @chunex, I hope you enjoy this! I had so much fun writing it! :-)

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Monthly Troubles

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 1 963
warning : slight smut
summary : Reader is on her period and Kai is trying to be cute which only ends up annoying her but she is too shy to tell him whats happening , but he figures it out on his own.
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Y/N woke up with cramps in her stomach. Instinctively she curled into a ball on her bed pulling the sheets and covers with her, her hands holding onto her stomach. Those days of the month were the worst , not all times but most of them. Usually she’d stay home curled up the same way on her bed or the couch , wait it out  until the pain went away. This time however was different because her boyfriend Kai Parker was in the next room. She could hear the clattering of dishes and pans from the kitchen as he was making breakfast. Kai was the best , always loving and caring towards her… Today tho she didn’t want him around. Those days of the month also included crankiness and last thing she wanted was to get him upset with her but Y/N didn’t know how to tell him she was on her period. She was too shy to do so.
Another cramp followed and Y/N curled into a tighter ball , closing her eyes wincing at the pain. Being human is awesome , but on days like that she wanted to just stop being one for a few days.
A few moments later Kai walked into her bedroom with a food tray with pancakes , bacon , orange juice , coffee and a small vase with a flower in it.  He left the tray on the far end of the bed and leaned in towards her from behind , kissing her neck gently while wrapping his arm around her.
“Morning princess.” he said smiling , making her roll to her other side until she faced him. Kai pressed his lips against hers kissing her briefly. “How did you sleep ? Hope I didn’t wake you earlier…”
Kai was looking at her with his smoky blue eyes which always made her heart flutter , her knees weak and sent butterflies in her stomach. He was waiting for her to smile back at him like always and attack him with a long good morning kiss as usual. He always kissed her briefly , enough to start a fire in her and make her want more. Instead Y/N just stared at him without saying a word, closing her eyes for a few seconds trying hard not to let the pain show on her face as another cramp followed. Kai tucked in a strand of hair behind her ear , tapping her nose.
“Where is the smile?” he teased. “Smile or I will tickle  you until you do.”
Y/N kept starring at him , wishing he’d just stop being so cute all the time. On any other morning by this point she would’ve smiled widely , snuggled closer to him as he fed her as he always demanded. A deep sigh escaped her lips and she pulled the covers over her head to hide her face from him.  It wasn’t his fault she was in pain and not in a mood at all. Y/N felt his hands trying tickle her through the sheets , hoping to get her to smile.
“I woke you up , didn’t I ?” he said with a hint of a smile in his voice. “Sorry about that. I’ll make it up to you , promise.”
“It’s not that.” she mumbled.
“She speaks.” said Kai poking her in the stomach. “What is it sweetheart ? Tell me. You know there isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do for my girl. I would cross the oceans , walk through fire … Tho the last one would be painful and would probably kill me but I’d still do it for you.” he said, poking her stomach again.
Suddenly Y/N pulled over the covers from her head , her hair a complete mess from it. Kai was being annoyingly cute with his smile not leaving his face , poking her every few minutes in an attempt to get her to smile.
“You look so cute with your hair all messed up.” he teased. “Though I like it better when I am the one to mess it up like that.”
Y/N shot him a warning glare. Kai couldn’t understand what was happening , what he had done to get her this upset with him. He thought back but couldn’t come up with anything that could make her act like this. Everything had been fine the night before. They had cuddled and she had fallen asleep in his arms while he had been  stroking her hair gently. Y/N seemed on edge , she placed her hand on her forehead starring at the ceiling. Just as he was about to ask again she curled up into a ball again , a low pain filled groan leaving her lips.
“Are you okay ?” he asked concerned. “Whats wrong ?”
“I’m f-fine just … stuff.” she mumbled , wincing in pain again. Her entire body felt tense , every muscle hurt and she felt as if someone was trying to yank her stomach out of her body. Kai tried to touch her but she pulled away.
“Come on princess , you know you can tell me anything.”
Silence.
Clearly something was wrong and he didn’t understand why Y/N wouldn’t just tell him like she usually would. Then he thought back to the last time she had been acting that weird around him … a month ago , and then the previous month too. How hadn’t he figured it out earlier ?
“Oh.” he whispered. “I’ll be right back.”
Kai got off the bed , moving the food tray to her desk a few meters away and walked out of the room. Y/N stared after him , slowly sitting on the bed and sighed. She wished she wasn’t that shy and would just tell him. Seeing him like this - thinking he is the one who had done something… thought she already suspected he knew. Kai went back to the kitchen , boiling water for tea. While he waited , Kai searched through the kitchen cabinets looking for her favourite dark chocolate with whole nuts. It always seemed to cheer her up and make her feel better whenever something was wrong. A few moments later the water was ready and he made her camomile tea to help with the pains and headed back towards the bedroom only to find her hiding under the covers again. He sighed , leaving the cup with tea and the chocolate on her nightstand before gently pulling the covers away and sneaking them with her.
“Come here.” said Kai as she snuggled closer to him. “Why didn’t you tell me ?”
“Cuz its embarrassing…” she whispered. “Wait … did you sme-”
“No. I just made the connection between today and the last couple of times you were upset with me without apparent reason.” said Kai softly kissing her forehead and placing his hand on her stomach rubbing it gently. “It’s not embarrassing , its… girl stuff.” he laughed awkwardly. “I am going to take care of you until its over.”
“Thank you.”
“Always sweetheart.” he said reaching for the chocolate. “Hey do you want some ? I know you love this one …it has whole hazelnuts in it.” he teased , breaking a piece of the chocolate bar. “And almonds too..”
Y/N opened her mouth waiting for him to feed her as usual and Kai smiled.
“I made you tea too to help with the cramps.” he said softly. “Though I think this will help you a lot more.” Kai rubbed her stomach  gently clockwise and then counter clockwise over and over , kissing her forehead from time to time.
“Can we stay all day together like this ?” she asked softly , with a hint of smile in her voice.
“Anything you want princess.”
Kai had been right - him rubbing her stomach had helped a lot more than the tea and a part of her wondered if he had used magic or something to dull the pain. By the end of the day her mood had improved a lot. Kai was so nice to her , carrying her around the house just in case it causes any more cramps. They spent most of the afternoon on the couch watching Tom and Jerry as a distraction. The few times her stomach started to hurt again , Kai would pull her closer to him and rub her stomach again while talking and talking about everything just to distract her.
Later on they sat in the kitchen having dinner together , Kai holding her hand on the table his thumb rubbing circles on her hand when suddenly Y/N stood up from her chair.
“Where are you going ?” he asked starting to get up only to have her push him back on the chair , sitting on his lap and his hands instantly found their way on her waist. She hooked her hands around his neck looking into his eyes for a long moment. Kai tried to say something but she shushed him with a kiss. “You must feel better.” he smiled pulling her closer to him.
Y/N swung her hand over her head , pulling her hair to the side.
“I do actually. Thanks to my blue eyed handsome hero in shining armour.” she said smiling a second before kissing him again. Kai’s hands slid up her back towards her head pushing her lips closer to him. She tug on his lower lip at the end of the kiss , smiling widely at him afterwards. He couldn’t tear his eyes off her - her smile , her eyes , the way she slightly tilted her head when she wanted something. Kai could see Y/N’s eyes darting between his eyes and his lips. A split second later Kai’s lips crashed against hers , drowning her in a demanding kiss. Her hips swayed on his crotch as she moved closer to him. He could feel his pants getting tighter around him with her every move. Kai’s lips left kisses all the way her jaw line towards her neck , kissing every inch. Y/N arched her back towards the table a little as Kai’s hands slid under her shirt cupping her breasts. Her eyes were gazing into his , seeing how they had turned a darker shade of blue.
“It’s a little hot in here isn’t it?” she asked with a mischievous spark in her eyes , pulling her shirt over her head.
“Y/N… we shouldn’t … not when you ar-”
“Shhh..” her lips pressed against his at the same time her hands gripped on his shirt pulling it over his head. For a second they gazed longingly into each other’s eyes before they lips crashed against each other. Y/N tilted her head giving Kai full access to her neck to bite , kiss , do whatever he wanted. He kissed her neck leaving wet sloppy kisses all over.
“You are driving me crazy …” he whispered in her ear , biting on her earlobe.
Y/N ran her fingers through her hair , feeling Kai’s lips leaving soft kisses on their way to her chest. He looked up with his brilliantly blue eyes that always made her weak as he pressed the flat of his tongue onto her left breasts , swirling his tongue around her nipple. Meanwhile his hand massaged the other , listening to the soft moans tumbling off her lips.
“MMmmm that feels so good.” she whispered.
Kai trailed his way back to her neck leaving kisses all over , his hands holding her steady as he sucked on a spot and then another and another marking her as his. Y/N’s head was spinning , feeling his lips on her body , his tongue drawing circles across the sore spots. Only he could make her feel this way - like her body was on fire , just with one touch. He brushed his fingers against her cheek rubbing his nose lightly against hers.
“I love you.” he said, lovingly gazing into her eyes.
“I love you more.” replied Y/N , kissing him briefly.
“I love you most.“ 

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Heartbroken

Summary: Imagine Sherlock breaking up with because he doesn’t want you to get hurt due to him, but something goes wrong and he is forced to track you down again

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Requested by: Anon
Made by: PJ
A/N: This is 6 months after parts 1-4, there will be flashbacks scattered throughout the next few parts if you guys want me to continue the story.
Words: 700

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I Don’t Know

summary: basically post breakup sadness
word count: 106

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Imagine though…

The face Joshua makes when one of the members asked him about you back stage. Everything including the voice message he left you comes flooding into his mind.

“Hey… How are you…hmm..I don’t know why I called you, but… When we see each other again- no, never mind. Bye.“

He didn’t notice he was deep in thought until the other waved a hand in front of his face and called his name multiple times. It was days since your last talk, and you made it clear that’ll be the last (u broke up with him :(( ), so he answered the question honestly.

“I don’t know.”


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Goodbye *oblivate imagine*

NewtXReader

Info: one simple spell changes everything between you and Newt, leaving you feeling empty. Can old flames be ignited once more?

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Empty.

That’s all you felt.

Why?

You hadn’t a bloody clue.

You had become a silhouette, as if you walked from a photograph and left behind blackness.An ache that comes and goes, always returning in quiet moments. Although not knowing what has caused the upset within you, you feel as though someone ha became an absence in your life.

A certain aura remains, beautiful and strong, making the pain all the worse, keeping the feelings so raw. How could you miss something which you couldn’t even recall….

The only place you found peace at is the little cafe you worked at. The tiny café was huddled despondent among the huge city buildings. Washed out under the overcast sky, it hunched in itself, fighting against the drizzle. Unlike the outside, the interior of the café was warm and cheery, with bright lights and colourful walls.

Hundreds of people rushed by it, outside on the crowded street. The half a dozen customers glanced up as the door swung open, heralded by a blast of cold wind. The customers returned to their conversations as the door swung closed behind the new entrant and the cold breeze was forgotten. That’s when you saw him.

The same man which had been coming to the cafe everyday for the last couple on months. Messy auburn hair fell over his forehead, little freckles scattering his face. His tall frame effortlessly towering over yours, but what you never failed to notice was his eyes. His eyes were the glimmering color of emerald, sparkling in the light of the morning sun like a fresh sheen of morning dew. When he turned his head, they caught the light and played tricks with anything and everything that screamed ‘spring.’

He came most days always ordering just a coffee. Even though you had never personally served him before you always caught him sneaking glances at you. Today was no exception, as he sat alone at the table.

“Y/N can you get table 12 please?” Your boss Thomas asks you.

Lifting a notepad and pencil you made your way over to were the strange man is sitting, “hi can I get you anything Sir?” Your politely asked. Remaining professional was a task, as a little bit of you couldn’t help but this man attractive.

“Em-” he nervously cleared his throat, “Newton is fine, no need for Sir” he looked up giving you a warm smile, which could thaw ice.

“Well the usual I take it?” You tease him, watching his cheeks tint red. He didn’t realise you noticed him in here everyday.

“Eh yes just a coffee thank you” shyly he mumbled. God this man was just adorable- no stop Y/N, he’s a customer not a date.

“I’m more of a tea person”, you playfully joked writing down his order on the notepad.

I know” he whispered softly, the smile on his face turning sad, the green in his eyes becoming washed out.

“Pardon?” What did he mean, 'he knows’?

Startled the man abruptly snapped out of his solemn state, “Sorry, I s-shouldn’t of … I can’t do this….pardon me but I have to go”. He quickly stood up from the table, briskly walking out from the cafe. Hurt was hazed over his face, as though he were recalling painful memories.

Taken back a minute you replayed what had just happened in your head. Was it something you said? You’d only been polite to him..

Turning your attention back to the empty table, you saw the so called 'Newt’ had forgotten something, an old battered brown case lying beneath his seat. As you stared at the piece of luggage, an overwhelming feeling hit you. Almost as though an immense headache had just hit. Holding tightly onto the edge of the table, dizziness spelled over you, as you felt areas of your mind become unlocked. The emptiness you had felt for so long became filled. Only one man would own a suitcase like that.

You remembered.

Everything.

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*6 months ago*

You drifted in and out of consciousness, the world a blur in your half asleep state. The gentle hand running through your hair momentarily brought you back to the outside world, knowing the touch to be Newts. A content smile settled itself on your face as you stretched slightly in the comfort of the bed sheets.

Life was perfect. Whole even.

You tried to keep your eyes open, you really did but it became impossible. Soon, all you were aware of was the soft mattress underneath, the warmth of the sheets around you and Newt whispering sweet nothings in your ear. Your eyes drifted closed, blissfully unaware of what was going on around you.

Newt however stood over you, a crying mess. Why did things have to be this way? Why did he have to leave?

How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard”, Newt softly whispered, low enough so you wouldn’t stir.

Although quiet, his voice trembled slightly, still unprepared for what he was about to do. A tear drop lightly hit your arm but peacefully you slept on.

In the corner the room Newt’s one item of baggage sat readily waiting. Removing his wand from the pocket of his vintage blue coat, he took a deep breath.

This was it.

There was no going back. Tears flooded his eyes as he gave you one last loving look, leaving was never going to be easy when it was the only option he had. Deep down he knew the reason it hurt to say goodbye was because he’d never get to say hello again.

“Please..please forgive me” newt begged, his voice sounding broken.

Shakily raising his arm, he cast the one spell which would change everything

'Oblivate’

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*Back to the present*

Tampering with the locks you wanted to see if you were just imagining all this, but as the little 'muggle worthy’ tag popped out you knew the truth. (shown in gif)

Completely forgetting you still had your work apron tied tightly around your hip, you rushed out into the street, taking his case full of creatures with you.

“Newt, Newt?!?” You desperately called into the street. Oh merlin no. He’d already left, what if you never found him again?

The bad weather had scared most into staying off the streets, the echoes of your voice bouncing down the lane way. His vibrant blue coat stood out strongly among the dull grey buildings.

Newt turned on his heel, words unable to describe the shock plastered on his face. He helplessly looked in your eyes, hoping that this wasn’t jut some cruel joke. God knows it would break him if it was.

“Don’t you mean Newton?” he attempted to say blankly, testing if you really remembered. That this wasn’t just a dream. He wouldn’t allow himself to get hihopes up  quickly, just to have them shattered.

“No”, you smiled in euphoria, before panicking, “Newt…please I remember…” you desperately begged him, praying you weren’t crazy.

“Y/N” Newt cried engulfing you into a hug, your defences becoming paper, the rain masking his tears.

Before you can draw in the air your body needs you have melted into his form. You felt his firm torso and the heart that beats within. His hands folded around your back, drawing you in closer. Your body shook, crying for the missed time you will never make back, crying to release the tension of these 6 long months.

He pulled his head back and wiped the tears with a calloused finger, even this roughness brings more relief than your heart can hold. Running his hand through your hair, as if he couldn’t. He didn’t quite believe your not part of an almost forgotten dream. Leaning in towards you he gives you a kiss, sweet, gentle, and tastes of tears.

You wanted to speak but all you could do was croak, “Don’t go, not again.” His mouth painted a soft smile and he nodded once before folding you in his arms again. Pulling back from the hug your sniffles became weaker, “Why did you leave?”

“Y/N…please I didn’t mean to hurt you b-but I didn’t have a choice. You know the rules about muggle and wizard relationships…MACUSA was going to come after you if I didn’t do it myself, I never meant to hurt you”.

“Newt how was this not supposed to hurt me. You left. Not even giving me a proper goodbye, I would’ve left for England just to be with you…”

“That’s the point Y/N, I don’t want you throwing your life away for me. I’m not worth it. You’ve got a bright future here-”

“-Working in a bloody cafe isn’t a future Newt. Look what happened when you left! You were the only one who gave me adventure. Newt, you were the only stable thing in my life, I fell apart when you left and you knew that but left anyways. I would’ve happily gone to England with you”. You cut Newt off completely angry at his excuses. Him leaving ruined your future, not him staying.

 Newt, who looked completely heartbroken brought his gaze directly on yours. “Y/N love, I regretted that spell everyday for the last 6 months, the guilt bringing me back to you. I still love you Y/N”

The sincere look in Newt’s eyes made you believe every single word which spilled from his lips. You knew that look anywhere.

“I’m sorry that I can’t make up for the time we lost but only promise to do better in the future…

Please - just let me show you”

 

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Unfaithful : Part Twenty-Three

Summary :
In the Pre-apocalypse , you went to your aunt Lucille’s house in Virginia to spend the summer there, but you fell in love with her husband Negan .

**drama - romance - angst- smut - betrayal**

Pairing : Negan x Female Reader OC.

Dedicated to @negansmainwife

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Warnings : language

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This fic is about betrayal or adultery, call it what you want, please if you feel triggered about such thing don’t read. If not , you can be wether team y/n or team Lucille. LOL

Previous chapters :

https://negansslowlyburn.tumblr.com/post/159839481553/unfaithful

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You lazily laid on the soft sofa by the balcony of your hotel room, wearing only a white shower robe, as you gently chew on your thumb nail, it was a bad a habit but it was involuntary especially when thoughts drift you away from reality.

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The Secret Life of Murphy MacManus - Part 2

Summery~ Murphy MacManus notices you at the bar of McGinty’s and promises himself that he will look after you when he sees a man taking your photo. Without telling you who he is, without telling Conner about you, Murphy goes on to live two completely different lives–that is until they have to merge in order to save you.

  • Fandom; Boondock Saints
  • Murphy MacManus x Reader
  • 1129 Words
  • Warnings: It’s a Boondock Saints story, prepare for cursing and violence

Drift wood.

Your bed smells of drift wood and…beer. No, whiskey.

The sun shines through the window in your room, warming your naked leg as you lay on top of your blanket. It’s comfortable, relaxing. Add in the sound of the water running in the bathroom and you start to feel yourself drifting back into a deep sleep.

You sit up quickly, realizing that the shower was on in your bathroom. You can hear singing, low and rough. For a second, you’re paralyzed at the thought of someone in your shower—and then you remember Murphy. Sweet, little Murphy. You calm down and lay your head back in your pillow.

Murphy spent the night, wanting to make sure you would be okay during the night. Nothing happened, except a lot of holding. Murphy held you close all night long, combing your hair with his fingers. At some point, you asked him about the scars on his wrists which he replied with, “’Tis nothing, lass. Go to sleep.”

The shower stops and you hear some rustling as Murphy gets dressed. When he walks out, he’s wearing a shirt of yours that was far too big and you only kept to sleep in on cold nights. The long sleeves on you just hardly came to Murphy’s hands and when it looks like a dress on you, it fits him perfectly.

A little smile slips on your face as he walks over and links his fingers together, looking at you from under his eyelashes. “I have ta go.” He murmurs.

You sit up and criss-cross your legs. “This early?” You couldn’t mask the disappointment in your voice.

Murphy bits at his lower lip and nods his head, his eyes avoiding yours for the minute. “Aye. Me brother needs me.”

“Oh. I suppose you shouldn’t keep him waiting then.” You think Murphy wants to leave, maybe he had enough. Maybe his thing isn’t hooking up but it’s having a place to crash after drinking.

Murphy looks down at you, his fingers wiggling away as they stay linked. He picks up on your thoughts, it seems. “Can I come back tonight?”

His question takes you by surprise. “If-if you want to.”

“Take you out, maybe. On a date.” He offers.

Again, something you didn’t expect. The air around you changes and suddenly you can’t have enough of him, just like last night. “I think I can pencil you in.” You tease him and kiss his cheek.

Murphy’s eyebrows shoot up and he looks back at you, his whole face stiff and emotionless. Your eyes lock onto each other’s and it was like you knew what he was about to do, because you feel it, too.

He attacks you, crashing his lips against yours and causing you to fall backward, hitting your head against the pillow. His body crushes yours, though you don’t care. You love the feeling, wanting him closer if that were possible, and he tries.

He grabs your cheeks and his hair is tangled between your fingers as you two figure each other out. At first, he was rough, wet even. He wasn’t sure how to start, but he learns quickly and his tongue glides over your lip, asking for entry.

Denying him for fun, he grows impatient and grinds into you. You let out a moan in response and he smirks into the kiss, grinding into you a second time.

“Murphy…” You moan, giving him the confidence he needs. He runs his hands down your sides, stopping at your exposed thighs. You don’t remember when your pants came off last night, or if you were the one that took them off. All you know is that you were glad they were off. It felt much better as he grabbed at your skin, as if he knew you will bruise easy later.

His touch feels amazing. The way he holds onto you, clamps his fingers around your legs and pulls them over his waist. He grinds down again. His jeans rub against you, the fabric feeling nice, but not as nice as his skin would.

Murphy pulls back and ducks his head down, kissing on your chest and your neck, biting down here and there to try and make you moan again. You’re refusing to give him the satisfaction.

“Your brother…” You remind him as he kisses your collar bones. “I thought he needed you.”

In response, Murphy bucks his hips into yours, causing you to moan yet again. He smirks against your skin in triumph. Your fingers that were at work in his hair, give a tug, he growls.

“He does. T’at arse can wait.” He goes to kiss you.

You turn your head so he kisses your cheek instead, giggling a little as he groans in frustration. “Murphy, go see your brother. I’ll be here when you’re done and we can postpone the date.”

“Fuck.” Murphy whines and stands up. You can still see that he’s excited as he moves to adjust the zipper on his jeans. “You’re mine tonight.” Murphy insists.

“I’m yours now.” You sit up and playfully rub the front of his jeans. He throws his head back and a moan slips. “Have a good day.” After lifting his shirt and kissing his happy trail, you let him go,

“Oh, it’s gon’ be a fuckin’ long one.” He pecks your lips and grabs his coat, slipping it on as he walks to the door with a bit of a hard time. You snicker to yourself when he stops, hand on the handle, and takes a few deep breathes.

The door closes and it was like reality hit you all at once. The clock blinks 10am, meaning you were very, very late for work. Which didn’t matter now, you were already fired for not calling in. But the thing was, you didn’t mind. The night spent with Murphy was great, and this morning was even better. You couldn’t wait to find out how tonight’s date was going to go.

Title: Anyone But You, Pt 1

Author: mylittleACobsession

A/N: This is another one shot for @imakemyownblog who requested the following:

“Could I pretty please get a Jacob oneshot where the reader is a high-ranking member of the Blighters and one day they have to face down with each other, not realizing that they were childhood friends until the actual fight? To make it interesting, Jacob had a huge crush on them? XD Pretty please & thank you! <3”

Given the amount here that I want to play with, I’m actually breaking this one into multiple parts.


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Fear

Word count: 1444

Part 3

You spent weeks in your room at the Salvatore’s house because you felt safe there. Safer than anywhere else and you knew if Kai came for you again, no one would let him do that. You couldn’t figure out what Kai wanted with you and why he did those terrible things to you. It wasn’t enough that you  were thinking about it all day and every day, you even had nightmares about Kai trapping you and siphoning you. You stopped counting the times you woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat because of that. But you couldn’t spend the rest of your life hiding inside the house. You had to move and live your life, even if that meant running into Kai and come face to face with him.

You were sitting on the grass in front of the Salvatore’s house, reading a book. Your skin soaking up the sun light. You weren’t concentrating on anything but the book, but when you heard a well know voice, you looked up and saw a person that was last on the list of people you ever wanted to face again.

‘Hi’ Kai said as he started approaching you slowly.

'Stay away from me!’ You said with a raised voice and closed your book.

'Please, let me explain-’

'There’s nothing to explain!’ You stood up, walking towards the house, Kai following you.

'Please, I-’ he didn’t even finish his sentence. You slammed the doors and leaned against them. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes for a minute or two.

'Everything ok?’ Damon asked, standing in front of you.

'Yeah, yeah, everything is just… fine..’ you said as you walked straight into the living room and sat on the couch, opening your book again.

You knew it was pointless to hide from Kai all the time, but you just couldn’t find yourself to face him and tell him everything he deserved to hear. You weren’t even focusing on the book anymore. You were turning pages in the book, but you weren’t even reading them. Who knows what was the last page you actually read so you closed the book and looked up to find Kai standing right there in front of you.

'Damon?’ You said as you looked around.

'Just listen what he has to say.’ Damon said, crossing his arms.

'Oh, so what, you two are like best buddies now? Awesome.’ You said sarcastically.

'Hey, listen’ Kai started talking as he sat down next to you, really closely. He ran his fingers through his hair, clearely unsure of what he wanted to say.

'Spit it out!’ Damon said, looking at Kai.

'I'm… really sorry. For everything I ever did to you. But  mostly I’m sorry for the last thing I did to you.’ Kai said, looking at you. By the look on his face, he really looked like he was sorry and telling the truth but you weren’t completely sure of that. You weren’t saying anything. You kept looking at him, processing words he just said.

'So…’ Kai said, but you just got up and went upstairs to your room. You couldn’t find the words, you couldn’t focus on anything, everything from that day when Kai took you came flooding back. Generally, you weren’t that scared of him, the thing that was scary, is he could siphon all of your magic and then you’d die. He could do it while you’re asleep, but then again, something deep down inside you was telling you that maybe there really is something good inside him that cared about other people, but maybe you were wrong. Maybe it was like that because he merged with Luke. He surely wouldn’t have apologize to you when he was just Kai.

'Hey’ you turned around and saw him, standing right there, leaning against the door frame, looking at you.

'Hi.’ You said, crossing your arms, not taking any steps closer to Kai.

'So how about we talk in private, like here, where Dam-’ he tried to take a step and come into your room, when he did that it bounced him back again to where he was standing.

'I put a spell on this room so…’ you said proudly, lifting your hair up into a ponytail. 'And Damon can still hear us even if we’re up here. He has super hearing, remember?’

'Did you forget that I’m a heretic? You know, a vampire and a siphoner that could suck up any magic? Including, the one you put on this room?’ Kai whispered, you could barely hear him, but then again somehow his words were loud and clear.

'I didn’t forget. You just won’t do that now. You apologized and you don’t wanna hurt me anymore so, what would be the point of you getting into this room?’ You said proudly, this time feeling more confident and managing to keep your heartbeat as still as possible. Kai kept looking at you, a smile appearing on his face. 'Acting brave, aren’t we?’ He cocked his head to the left, with that familiar grin that’s always on his face.

'I’m not acting anything.’ You said, stepping closer to him. 'I am brave.’ You whispered, standing in front of him, only a few inches seperating you. His tall figure towered over you.

'You are, except when it comes to me.’

'Can you blame me? You hurt me, Kai. That’s why I don’t want to face you ever again.’ You said, as you stepped back, playing with your fingers.

'If you’re not afraid of me, why are you hiding here with a spell on this room?’ Kai asked, waiting for your answer which seemed like it took you forever to say.

'Fine’ you waved your hand, taking the spell off, as you saw Kai slowly stepping inside the room, each second getting closer and closer. With every step forward, you took a step back until your back faced the wall and there was no way to go from there. Your breathing was suddenly shallow, Kai being that close caused some sort of mixed emotions that you couldn’t explain, but it wasn’t fear anymore.

'You’re not gonna hate me.’ Kai whispered, now closing the gap between you two, looking deeply into your eyes.

'I already do and there’s nothing you can do that will change that. You wrote your own destiny Kai and if I see your face again’ you got closer to his face 'in an attempt to just talk to me or siphon me again, I will break every single bone in your body.’ You whispered, as you freed yourself from his body pressed against you, proud of your courage and the words that came out of your mouth. You turned around to see Kai standing there, befuddled, an expression on his face that seemed like he was hurt. He was standing there for a minute or two, you not taking your eyes of him when he suddenly took a few large steps towards you, coming as close as he could’ve and looked deeply into your eyes.

'You’re gonna forget I’ve ever hurt you. You’re gonna forget we’ve ever met and-’

'You can’t compell me, Kai. I’m a witch and witches can’t be compelled.’ You whispered, Kai’s lips almost touching yours. Your breathing turned shallow. Neither Kai nor you were moving. You stayed like that for what it seemed like forever.

'Wow, so much tension is in this room, you can cut it with a knife.’ Damon said, making you and Kai both jump and making you go around Kai and walk to a different corner of your room.

'See you around.’ Kai said, disappearing in a second, leaving you and Damon stumped and in silence.

'You should just forgive him so he stops coming to my house all the time.’

Damon walked out as you sat on your bed and ran your fingers through your hair. You kept thinking what  you should do, forgive Kai or not. He did hurt you, but that could’ve ended up completely differently. He could’ve killed you and take your magic. But why would he take your magic if he had his own? Also, even though you weren’t afraid of Kai anymore, at least not as you were before, the thought of having to face him again, alone, gave you chills all over your body. You took a deep breath as you grabbed your jacket and ran downstairs and stormed out of the house, deciding to face Kai again and this time it would be the last time and you were ready to cut him out of your life once and for all.

Word Count:1,500

Warnings: Daddy kink, language

Summary: Bad boy/psychopath Tyler in prison, based off of Heathens music video

Request: can u do a tyler joseph daddy smut

I looked at my reflection in one of the many metal tables around me and centered my thin silver necklace. It was a gift from Tyler and I never took it off. The necklace was just a thin chain, but where someone might put their name or a small heart charm, I instead had “Daddy” in silver, cursive letters hanging delicately around my neck.

I took a deep breath and turned to the prison guard behind me, “I’m ready.”

We walked through the gray, concrete hallway, the only noise being my black heels against the hard surface. The prison guard accompanying me remained stone-faced the whole walk to Tyler’s visiting area. I couldn’t visit Tyler like everyone else got to visit their incarcerated loved ones. He was in the isolation unit. I wasn’t even supposed to get to see him, but he was friendly with some of the guards.

I could vividly remember the moment I showed up on my mother’s doorstep, crying, telling her that Tyler had gotten arrested. She looked down at me, her lips in a tight line, her eyes cold and adamant, and said, “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave him and run as far as you can.” Those were her last words to me before slamming the door in my face. I understood. Hell, I always knew Tyler would end up in prison, and if not prison he’d go somewhere worse.

Tyler had never been mentally stable. He never killed them though. That’s what he told me, even when he came home soaked to the bone in someone else’s blood, he never killed them. I believed him; even when he got sentenced to 25-life in a maximum security prison, he was still innocent to me. No one understood that. But they didn’t see the man that I did. I was his princess, he was my daddy, and I was going to visit him as much as I could.

The six foot something prison guard led me through several locked doors until we finally came to a room. There weren’t any windows, but the single fluorescent light hanging from the ceiling was enough for the teeny tiny room. It was just like a concrete box, except one wall was made up of the bars they use on prison cells. The only difference between this and an actual cell was the table and chairs in the middle.

I muttered a quick thank you as the prison guard pulled out a chair for me. It was the chair facing the bars. This was the chair I always sat in. I liked it because I could see Tyler as they brought him to me. No matter how many men, dressed in their full military uniforms, with their big guns pressed to his back, were with him, his face always lit up when he saw me.

“They’re bringing him down.” The man told me before leaving and locking the heavy metal door behind him.

I knew he was just outside the door, ready to start the clock. Thirty minutes. That’s all the time I got, and I planned on making the most of it.

Being by myself was an adjustment in more ways than one. Tyler and I had gone from having sex five or six times a week to nothing at all. It was torture; especially because Tyler looked great in his orange jumpsuit.

I knew it was wrong. I mean my boyfriend was in prison and all I could think about was sex, but I had always been attracted to the “bad boy” type. So seeing Tyler in handcuffs did something for me and there was nothing I could do about it.

My head snapped up and the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. I smiled and adjusted my cleavage so just enough was spilling out to get Tyler’s attention, but it still looked effortless and natural. Me, of all people, didn’t have a problem with pushing my boobs up to my ears, but Tyler did. Every time I tried to make any sort of advance, he shot me down. I didn’t see why, he was already in here for life with no chance of parole, it’s not like he could any more trouble.

A man, dressed like the SWAT team members I saw on TV, removed the lock from the bars. Then, for the first time this week, I saw Tyler. His face looked pretty banged up, but other than that he looked the same as usual.

When he saw me, he smirked and looked me up and down before being led inside by a group of officers. Once he was inside they sat him down in the chair across from me and re-handcuffed him with the handcuffs that were connected to the table. That meant he was basically chair-bound, which was perfect for me.

After Tyler’s posse finally left us alone, I sat forward in my hard metal chair, “I miss you, daddy.”

“I miss you too babygirl.” He said smiling.

I began slowly dragging my heeled foot up Tyler’s leg, “I miss your eyes, your mouth, your hands, and most of all I miss your-”

Tyler jerked his leg away from me, “Not here (Y/N).”

I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest, “If not here then where? Your five star hotel suite?”

I knew Tyler didn’t like it when I mouthed off, but it wasn’t like he could punish me for it, unfortunately.

“Was that sarcasm I just heard?” Tyler asked, his eyes now dark with what I hopped was lust.

“I’m sorry, but it’s just been soooo long. I need something daddy.” I whined.

Tyler’s eyes flicked up to the security camera on the wall behind me, “I know, but I can’t baby.” He wiggled his handcuffs for emphasis, “You know that.”

I glanced back at the camera and smirked, “I have an idea.”

Getting up from my seat, Tyler’s brown eyes flew to the short hemline of my skirt. I traced a manicured finger along the table as I walked over to where Tyler was sitting. With a little squeezing and shifting, I finally sat in Tyler’s lap, straddling his thighs.

“We have to be quick and quiet, okay?” He told me, glancing toward the door where the prison guard was standing with his back to us.

I grabbed the sides of his face and pressed a desperate kiss to his lips. It had been so long since I’d touched Tyler, let alone kissed him. Tyler, much to his dismay, couldn’t touch me because of the handcuffs, but my hands roamed everywhere. I made sure not one spot was left untouched by my hands or my lips, but I was truly concerned about one spot in particular.

Keeping my lips on his, I lightly palmed Tyler through his boxers until I felt him grow painfully hard beneath me. Tyler attached his lips to my neck, nipping at my sweet spot.

“D-daddy,” I moaned, grinding my hips against his.

Tyler groaned against my neck, “Shit babygirl, keep doing that.”

I brought his face up to mine and connected our lips. I started grinding down on  him as fast and as hard as I could. It was obvious that neither of us were going to last very long. Even though we were both fully clothed, it had been months since anything but my own fingers had touched me down there.

“You’re so fucking beautiful babygirl.” Tyler moaned.

“Oh god daddy, I-I’m gonna-” I tried to warn Tyler before my orgasm washed over me in waves, making my whole body feel tingly in the best way.

I felt Tyler come shortly after me, letting out a long groan and a string of curses.

He placed his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

“I’m sorry daddy, I made a mess on you.” I said, already feeling the moisture drip down my thighs.

Tyler laughed, “God I missed you.”

I laughed too and pressed a quick kiss to his chapped, swollen lips. Tyler turned his head and deepened the kiss, making me moan involuntarily. I was just about to work on Tyler’s neck, when I heard the harsh banging on the door that signalled that our time was up.

I pulled away from Tyler, lightly biting down on his bottom lip before wiggling out of his lap.

Back in my chair, I fixed my hair and the lipstick that had mostly rubbed off on Tyler’s mouth. As if on cue, the prison guard swung open the door and told me it was time to go. But before leaving, I discreetly traced a line up my cilt with my index finger and cleaned it off in my mouth, keeping eye contact with Tyler.

I saw his jaw clench and I smiled, innocently blowing him a kiss before prancing out of the room.

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Honestly I’ve seen a lot of Heathens theories but my favorite is that Tyler went crazy and killed Josh so that’s basically what I went with here and idk but I think I might be in love with incarcerated Tyler??????

Also P.S. I kind of based this off of the Harley Quinn and Joker vibes I got from the Suicide Squad trailers 

@bau-obsessed

Hope you feel better sweetie.  Sorry I fell asleep this morning quickly.  Been tired myself.

Word Count: 1965

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You found yourself staring down at the paper, your mind desperately trying to formulate your next words.  You had been asked about your report 3 days prior but you just couldn’t bring yourself to even write the damn thing.  The case had been a hard one for everyone, including yourself, but it wasn’t something that should be this hard to even write a report for.  You never had a problem before, so what gives?

“Hey pretty lady,” Morgan caught your attention, making you look up.  “You coming with us tonight?”

“Tonight?” you felt your brows furrow before realization dawned on you.  You had promised Garcia that you would go with everyone tonight for a drink.  It was rare for you to even go out at all but you made the promise irregardless, not wanting to upset her.

“Damn it,” you hissed, throwing your pen down on your desk.  You had promised Hotch to have the report in by tomorrow.  He had been particularly hard on you about it, wanting the report as soon as possible.  It was only when you failed to turn it in yesterday did he give you the deadline.  You didn’t like writing under pressure and usually it made it harder to write.  But he needed the report, so you didn’t want to fail him.

“Are you not coming?” Morgan asked, noticing your sudden tensed position.  You opened your mouth to reply, whether or not you denied or confirmed his statement still in the air, when another voice cut into the conversation.

“No.  Oh, no no no no, you are not skipping out on us,” Garcia walked by, placing files on your desk.  You gave her a pleading look in hopes she would understand.  Garcia was the one who wanted you to go and forced you to promise her that you would.  Unfortunately, she didn’t accept your pleading gaze.

“No.  You promised you would go.  You never leave your apartment.  You are coming tonight even if I have to drag you kicking and screaming in your underwear,” she smirked.  You couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Penelope,” you retorted.  She laughed before heading off back to her sanctuary, making it known loudly that you would be joining the team that night at the bar.  You sighed before looking at the paper again.

 Maybe a drink would help.

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“*deadpan* Cinder?”
“YES YES THATS IT! WHO WROTE IT?”
“Uhh I don’t know, why?”
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A/N: I will actually write this imagine in first person just to see how it goes. Also, THIS GIF IS NOT MINE.

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(First Person POV)

I hunched over the toilet once again as I emptied the contents of my stomach once more. I felt my hair being secured into a makeshift ponytail behind my head in one hand while another rubbed soothing circles onto my back.
“Babe, that’s the third time today that you’ve been sick. You were also sick a few times yesterday too. I think you should go to the doctors and get yourself checked out,” Calum told me worriedly.
I sat back onto my heels as I spit into the toilet. “Yeah, I’ll schedule an appointment for tomorrow,” I reassured him and stood up to go brush my teeth.
He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist as he nuzzled his face into my neck as I brushed my teeth. “I’m just worried about you, babe. You don’t get sick often.”
I spit the toothpaste out into the sink, rinsed my mouth, and dried myself off. I spin around in his arms and loop mine loosely around his neck. “You always worry, Calum, but it’s okay because that only means that you care. I feel fine, aside from the sickness. I’m sure it’s just some food poisoning from the food we ate yesterday.”
He still frowned at me. “Still get yourself checked out, okay?”
I rolled my eyes. “I will, Mr. Worrypants. I’ll try to get one around the same time as your meeting tomorrow.”
He nodded, satisfied with my answer. “Just to put my mind at ease.”

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