his face though... in the last gif

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.

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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Imagine breaking up with Chris.

A/N: Just wanted to test my limits as a writer and write some angst. 

You sat outside Chris’ house in a cab, terrified to go inside. The air inside had been thick with an impending tragedy since the morning; though the inhabitants could sense it, neither were ready to face it. Up until a few days ago, you’d never imagine you’d associate the feelings of fear and angst with Chris. It was unbeknownst to you, how a man you swore you saw the rest of your life with could bring forth such unwanted emotions. He was a good man, one of the best people you’d ever encounter in your lifetime. What you felt had nothing to do with him as a person; it wasn’t a reflection of your time together; and it didn’t tarnish the good feelings and wonderful memories you’d procured over three years. There was no explanation as to why a relationship everyone had expected to make all the way to a pretty white chapel was coming to an end. Sometimes things just didn’t work out, sometimes two people weren’t meant to be together despite how perfect they seemed for each other. It was unfair, but that was the odious reality.

Earlier, at 7:48PM, when Chris returned home from the gym to find his house without your presence, he knew you were attempting to prolong your workday in order to avoid the confrontation. He, too, wanted to avoid it; of all the things he’d give to be as far from it, his privacy was one of them. As he waited for your inevitable return, he’d found himself wishing he was on a press tour because he’d rather be with invasive journalists than in the same house with the girl he loved but had no future with. He felt terrible when he realized it was relief surging through him when he walked in to see you hadn’t returned from work yet. He didn’t understand what went wrong, he was so sure you’d been on the same path as him. And why wouldn’t he have been? You’d always been adamant about what you wanted in a relationship; how marriage and kids were part of your eventual plan. You told him when you first met him at twenty-three that twenty-six was the golden age for all of that. So why was it that when he asked you to marry him three days ago, you hesitated.

The diamond ring felt heavy on your finger as you lifted your left hand to grab your change from the cab driver. You got out of the cab and watched it drive away before you took carefully measured steps towards the front door. You felt like a soldier cautiously approaching the enemy’s base. Even with your guard up, you weren’t ready for the battle awaiting you. Your hands were as cold as the metal key you pulled out from your bag; your stomach twisted and turned like the mechanisms in the lock; and your heart skipped a beat that would’ve been as loud as the click when you successfully unlocked the front door. With a deep breath, you quietly pushed open the door and walked into the house.

Like every other night when you returned home from work, Dodger was waiting for you. However, tonight, his tail wasn’t wagging. It was almost as though he knew this was the last time he was going to get to welcome you home and it broke your heart to see his furry face so heavy with sadness. You slipped off your heels, scanning the vicinity for Chris as you gave Dodger’s head a quick pat. The house was unusually quiet, for you to come home to silence when Chris wasn’t working wasn’t something you were used to. He always had something going, whether it was the TV or music. He was definitely home because his car was in the driveway, so where was he? You wandered further into the house, turning to look down the hallway where the master bedroom waited at the end.

“Hey.”

Your whole body flinched when you heard his voice. You turned and found him sitting in the dimly lit kitchen with a beer in his hand. He managed a small smile which you mirrored before dropping your gaze to the ground. You felt numb as your heart ached in your chest. You didn’t want to do this, you didn’t want to lose him. What was your life going to be like without him in it? What kind of misery were you going to suffer if you saw him with someone else? You didn’t want to think about it, but you had to. You were being selfish if you didn’t. You weren’t ready to live the life he wanted and if you forced yourself into it, it would only end in divorce. Right now, you weren’t married and you didn’t have kids; the collateral damage would be less if you left now.

“We need to talk, don’t we?” You asked in a voice so soft and feeble neither recognized it.

Chris’ heart ached hearing how the relationship had reduced you. Did he do that? Did he turn the strongest person he knew weak? He could feel how lost you were when he asked you to marry him. That pause you took before you utter the word “yes,” told him everything he needed to know. You didn’t say yes for yourself, you said it because of him. You loved him enough to help move his plans forward, even if that meant derailing your own. But that kind of love wasn’t going to last forever, he couldn’t have you resent him in the future because you didn’t do what was right for yourself. You were going to be better off with someone else, someone who had a plan similar to yours. The timing wasn’t right, and that was the awful thing about love- it was all about the timing. He loved you deeply and if it were his choice, he’d spend the rest of his life with you. But it wasn’t, so if you wanted to go- he was going to let you go.

“Yeah,” he felt himself nod.

There was a long, painfully deafening pause. You looked up from your feet and met his gaze; both simultaneously teared up. “Can we not?” You asked, trying your utmost best not to break down and cry. He didn’t need to see you cry; likewise, you didn’t need to see him cry.

“Yeah,” he felt himself nod again. “Have you had dinner?” He asked and you shook your head. “You good with spaghetti?” He asked and you nodded. It was like you couldn’t speak because you knew if you did, your voice would shake and you’d break down crying. “I made it while I was waiting for you, I was hoping we could have dinner together.” It was unsaid: “for the last time,” but it was there.

You sat in the bar stool adjacent to his and brushed your thumb over the diamond ring that wouldn’t be there in the morning while he plated. Neither really saw the point of pretending like you had an appetite, but it was a charade that helped slow the painful realization that it was over from reaching your hearts. “Thanks,” you mumbled when Chris placed a plate of spaghetti down in front of you. He placed his down in front of him then grabbed cutlery to distribute between the two of you before taking his seat.

The two of you managed a few mouthfuls- Chris one more than you, before reducing to just poking at the food. Chris didn’t know what to say. This was easily one of the hardest breakups he’d ever endured, mainly because he was so sure about you being the one. What if he offered to wait? Would you stay if he took back his proposal until you were ready? He couldn’t lose you, just the idea of waking up tomorrow to find that ring on your bedside table and his house emptied of your things stopped him from breathing.

“If I take it back,” Chris began and you looked up from your plate, “will you stay?” Your eyes quickly filled with tears, falling over the edge and rolling down your cheeks. Chris started to weep himself, “if you’re not ready to get married, I can take it back.” His tone was started to get frantic because he was afraid he’d never see you again after tonight. “We don’t have to get married, okay? I don’t need to have kids right now, I can wait. Please just-” He reached across and caressed your face in his hand. “Don’t quit me, Y/N.”

“I don’t want to,” you admitted as you started to cry. “I don’t want to, Chris.” You wrapped your hand around his wrist and he got off his chair to wrap you into a tight hug. He could tell from your tone that you’d made a decision he couldn’t sway you from. “But I might never be ready.” He closed his eyes, squeezing the tears from his corners as he pressed his lips to the top of your head. “I’m so sorry.” It was over, there was nothing up for negotiation; what was shattered was unfixable. You weren’t the girl for him, the run was over.

“Me too,” he whispered into your hair then drew back, brushing your tears with the back of his hand. “Will you at least stay the night? I don’t want to sleep alone tonight,” he admitted, earning a nod from you. “No,” he shook his head when he saw you’d started to take off the engagement ring he’d bought for you. “That’s- I got it because I believed it belonged on your finger.” You left it, getting to your feet and wrapping both arms tight around his neck. You started to sob the second he hugged you back. “It’s okay, we’re going to be okay.”

“I love you so much, Chris,” you choked out, cupping his face in your hands.

“I love you too, Y/N,” he managed a smile through his tears. “I just wish that wasn’t the only thing we had in common.” You buried your face back in his chest, hugging him tightly. “Promise me something,” he began then continued when he felt you nod, “don’t settle for less than you deserve.”

“Only if you promise me the same thing.”

That night, you slept in Chris’ arms for the last time. And in the morning, before the sun reached its peak, you pressed a soft goodbye kiss on his lips. You slipped downstairs and kissed Dodger goodbye too before leaving the house you’d called a home for two years. Your things would be retrieved later, on a day he’d promised he wouldn’t be home for. You hoped he’d keep to his promise after he woke and saw what you’d left on his bedside table.

Chris woke a few minutes after your cab pulled out of his driveway. “Y/N?” He rubbed his bleary eyes as he propped himself up on his elbows. “Y/N, are you-” He was cut off by the glistened of your diamond ring, sitting on top of a small notecard; they patiently waited for his attention. He had expected this, but he was still unprepared. His tired, puffy eyes started to weep again when he saw that one simple word in your handwriting: “Goodbye.”

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I’m really liking how this one turned out. Such a cute little fluffy ending, too! Let me know what you think about this one guys. I might just go reread it because I so enjoyed writing it! Thank you to all the people leaving feedback last time - I’m looking at you @cajunlizard, @thevanishedillusion, @the-blue-haired-boy, and @legrandfoyer! Enjoy, everyone.

Prompt[s]:  Is there more? Please tell me there is more.

An Interview With Tony Stark was one of the nicest, vanilla-coffee-with-beatles-background-music level of delighful, and best written stories I have read in a long long time

I’d definitely love to see more of this story! … maybe Tony can keep stealing the reader away from Bruce to help him with his projects…

‘An Interview with Tony Stark’ (Part 2)

Part 1

Bruce bashed his fists against the door to Tony’s lab incessantly. They used to share a laboratory space, but a combination of Tony’s spread-everything-everywhere habits and Bruce’s growing need for a larger room forced them to different floors. Luckily they weren’t so far apart that, should there be an emergency, they could still reach each other in short time.

Bruce considered this a… mild emergency.

He hadn’t had to “knock” long before the door finally opened. It only opened a crack, mind you. Tony put himself in the small gap between the door itself and the frame. He smiled thinly.
“Hey, pal. What’s going on?”

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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.

I BELIEVE IN YOU


(requested by   @toriar1019 )

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.”

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IMAGINE: Being a college intern at the GCPD and Edward Nygma being your mentor. However, a relationship that was supposed to be strictly professional soon develops into something romantic.

WARNING: Slight smut, and slightly dominate Ed
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You’re organizing files in the archive when suddenly you hear the door open. You look up to see your mentor, and crush, Edward Nygma walking into the room.

“Hello Mr. Nygma.” You say trying not to blush. You duck your head back under the shelf and continue working.

“Hello Y/N.” Edward says as he walks to you. His walk was almost predatorial. He was the cat and you were the mouse waiting for the deadly attack.

There was no denying the attraction between the two of you. You were 22, in your last year of college. Never had you ever felt such yearning for someone.

Edward reached an arm around your waist and pulled you to him. He then spun you around so that you were facing him. “You look good today.” Edward said before bringing his lips down to your neck.

You jumped back slightly, surprised by the shy man’s sudden confidence. There wasn’t much of anywhere to run to though, Edward had you pinned to the wall.

“Mr. Nygma what are you-” He cut you off with a nibble on your ear.

“Fuck. I love it when you call me Mr. Nygma.” He moaned out.

Edward continued to kiss you, soon bringing his lips up to meet yours. With one hand, he had your wrist pinned above your hand. With the other, Edward was roughly running his hand on the delicate skin under your shirt. He reached his hand behind your back and began to unclasp your bra.

“What gotten into you Mr. Nygma?” You asked between moans. “We could get caught.”

“Well that’s part of the thrill isn’t it?” He asked you. You groaned in reply and he continued to take off your bra.

Just as the silky fabric was about to fall to the ground, there was a knock on the file room door.

“Y/N are you in there?” Lee’s voice rang out. You sighed in annoyance.

“Yeah I’ll be right out.”

Edward helped you to pull your bra back into place. You tuned to him and pulled his lips to yours once more. You bit down onto his bottom lip.

“I’ll see you later Mr. Nygma.” You said with a wink.

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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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

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

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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Monthly Troubles

(requested by anon)

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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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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Late Nights With Derek

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Title: Late Night With Derek

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Word Count: 1,034

Warnings: fluff

A/N:  This wasn’t requested by anyone, but I felt the need to write this! I hope you guys enjoy this fluffy fic! Feedback is welcomed & appreciated!

You stayed up night after night, until you eventually passed out on the couch.  You waited for Derek just in case there was a hard case that he needed to talk about.  You also just wanted to see him when he came home.  You didn’t fall asleep on the couch every night.  Sometimes you would drag yourself to bed, tossing and turning throughout the night.  In some instances, if Derek came home after you had already fallen asleep on the couch, he would wake you up and drag you to bed.

When Derek came home, you were already asleep on the couch.  Derek could feel the same pang of guilt in his chest.  He knew you didn’t like to sleep in the bed without him.  The agent sauntered up to the couch and rubbed your shoulder.  He almost didn’t want to wake you up, but he had missed you dearly.

Your eyes fluttered open as you took a long breath.  You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, a small smile unfolding on your lips.  “Hey Derek, “ you greeted in a small voice.  “How was work?”

“Let’s not talk about my day [Y/N],” Derek spoke, plopping down next to you.  He rested his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his arms.  The agent pressed a kiss to your forehead.  “Tell me about your day.  Anything happen at the flower shop?”

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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.

24 Hour Icebox
Pairing: Brendon Urie x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: lotsa cuteness.
Word Count: 1.1K

In other words, a late night trip to the laundromat where you encounter a sleepy and cold man.

A/N: ah okay so I got this really great idea as I was sitting in a laundromat so I hope you guys enjoy!!


It’s freezing. Probably about below 20 degrees outside and the wind is completely unforgiving. You block your face from the harshness of it as you push your shopping cart through the nearly empty streets.

This was the good thing about New York. The 24-Hour laundromats planted almost everywhere. Of course this wasn’t your plan, you’d rather be in bed right now, but your younger cousin had made a mess all over your bedspread. You brushed it off when your aunt offered to wash the sheets for you, but now you were starting to regret that.

So, with a backpack full of things to keep you occupied, you trudged through the bleak streets with a shopping cart that reeked of vomit.

Oh joy.

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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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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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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.