i left because you never asked me to stay

keyed.

Originally posted by jiminnieseyesmile

3.8k words

members: jungkook, oc - reader

genre: fluff

warnings: language

You were sick and tired of your attractive idiot neighbor blocking your driveway.

a/n: i felt like writing this weekend and this happened surprise surprise. this is what happens when i’m buzzed off of two venti macchiatos please leave me feedback TT


“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

You blocked out the angry voice shouting at you from your neighbors now open door. The hurried footsteps were getting closer but you pretended you didn’t hear, continuing to drag your key along the shiny black BMW blocking your driveway. Before you could reach the back tires a hand grasped your wrist, turning you around to face your irritating neighbor.

“Oh! Hey there, neighbor,” you grinned, innocently eyeing your neighbor head to toe. He was dressed casually with his hair tousled as though he’d just woken up. His jaw was tense as his hands tightly held your wrist, nothing but anger found in his eyes. You weren’t sure of his first name but had seen him a few times in silent passing. He was relatively new to the neighborhood, keeping to himself along with his roommate you caught quick glimpses of as well. The two had moved in a month ago and you kept to yourself as well, not bothering to play nice and whip up a housewarming desert you couldn’t even properly bake. It wasn’t until a week ago that you realized your neighbors weren’t exactly your cup of tea. They had people over constantly whether they were attending their overcrowded house parties, movie nights or simply staying over till the sun came back up. It seemed whenever the two had guests around their parking lot quickly become full, causing a new issue to arrive. You noticed the brunette, tall one seemed to have a kick out of parking right in front of your light blue beetle making it impossible for you to maneuver around his pricey sports car. The parties seemed to hit an all time high and you constantly found yourself trapped in your own driveway. You left sticky notes on his windshield, kindly asking him to stop blocking your spot and occasionally he would but it wouldn’t take long for him to fall back into his routine. It wasn’t until he made you late to your job earning you a lengthy lecture from your boss, that you felt you’d had enough, storming outside to drag your keys along his prized possession.

Your decision making skills weren’t the best when you were angry.

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Something Special

Thomas Shelby x Reader

Summary: After a family meeting, the boys tease Tommy about marriage. Aunt Polly predicts he’ll find Mrs. Thomas Shelby soon.

Word Count: 2678

Warnings: Smut and cursing.

A/N: I honestly hope you guys enjoy this random idea that kept me up until 4 A.M.


The Shelby family remained lounging in the wager room after a family meeting. You sat on the stairs below Ada, who was plaiting a braid into your hair. You considered yourself fortunate that the family thought so highly of you. You were neither related through blood nor marriage, but they’d kept you close nonetheless.

Polly had been worried about the recent deals Tommy had been making. She’d done some digging with the help of Ada and the Londoners could not be trusted. You’d only mildly helped by pretending to be a flapper girl interested in a couple of “businessmen”. You were entirely too good at conversation.

The family meeting turned into quips. John had begged the point no one else could have gone undercover except for you because all the other girls were married women; all except Ada, but John claimed she was still a grieving widow.

Arthur took a stab at Tommy’s love life. He claimed he’d never find a woman at the rate he was aging.

“It’s not his age,” Ada roused from the stairwell,” it’s his goddamned moodiness.”

Laughter bellowed from everyone but Tommy, who was eyeing you with a look that didn’t forebode well with you. However, you’d never had trouble staring danger in the face. A smile tugged at the corner of your mouth and you turned your eyes away.

“Is it because you can’t get a girl off, Tommy?” John prodded him. “Or is it too small?” He grabbed at his junk. Ada and you groaned.

Polly slapped John,” Shut it, John. Your brother will find a wife in due time.” She glanced over at you, which caused you to look down at the floorboards. “Won’t you?”

Tommy didn’t even flinch. Arthur piped up before Tommy could reply,” She’s gotta have something no other woman has.”

“What, like three tits?” John leaned in. Esme seemed unamused from her seat next to John. You couldn’t help but laugh. Laughs were not in short supply around the family.

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you told me that you loved me and i didn’t believe you because i thought you were only in love with what I’ve shown you, the least damaged parts of myself and i told you that i was a breaking bridge and you needed to go because i was just going to come tumbling down and i left all the doors open so that you could leave me but you never even used them and i did everything i could to get you to leave me i even set myself on fire and you came and put me out and you touched me like you meant it and i told you to go because i had a sickness and id just infect you but you still stayed and i asked you how you could love someone who is made up of broken pieces and you told me you had never seen anything broken that was as beautiful as me

Capone

Request: You had a similar situation to buckys torture and are rescued by shield. He’s determined to break through your emotionless, sassy shell and to help you in recovery. After a couple failed attempts He finds out you have a soft spot for puppy’s and surprises you with a rescue dog. Which in turn has her confronting him on what this is all about and feelings spill out like a brand new water park. -Anon

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 2237 (ha! Whoops..)

Warnings: Mentions of torture..

A/N: I hope this is alright! It feels kind of like a hot mess, but I didn’t want it to run on too long! Also the dog mentioned is from the hbspca, so if you’re in southern ontario and need a friend :) And yeah, one little part was inspired by Love, Actually. Feedback would be lovely xo

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Answers

**NOT MY GIF**

Bucky Barnes X Reader

A/N: irl i look as innocent as bucky in this gif but in my mind there’s one thought: L U B E  I T  U P  C A P T A I N 

Also, happy valentine’s day

Words: 358

Prompt: Some questions don’t need to be asked.

Warnings: floof

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Some questions are better left unasked because it’s often clear that you won’t always like the answer you’ll receive.

So you don’t ask and no one answers, the words left as fragments of deep thought trapped at the end of your tongue. They stay there, festering in your mind with boiling curiosity, waiting waiting waiting to be said.

Still, the question remains; unasked and unanswered.

But it still exists it’s corporeal form, there in the corner of your mind.

Do you love me, James?

Of course, the words never leave your lips and a reply never leaves his. But he’s not to blame, because he lives his life struggling with his own demons, too unaware of the storm that’s brewing within.

So, when you’re held close at night, hearing soft promises whispered but never reaching your ears, you don’t ask.

Not when he kisses you, pink lips pressing to your own with utter care and gentleness, calloused hands cupping your jaw, brushing stray strands of hair back into place. You don’t ask.

When he smiles at you, all crooked teeth and hidden jokes, innocent blue eyes shining with the sort of childish mischief that is so utterly and completely him, the one that always brings an unbidden smile to your lips, you don’t ask.

When he’s up at night, plagued by those very demons he flees from day after day, slipping under the covers by your side, reassuring himself that you’re real and you’re there. You don’t ask.

Or when he’s talking, hands moving almost comically as he tries to explain a story of his childhood, eyes glimmering with long-lost hope, you don’t ask.

When he’s got his hand in yours, thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand absent mindedly, you don’t ask.

When he’s got you trapped against the couch, head in your lap, refusing to let you move, smirk playing at his lips as your own amused eyes look down at him, you don’t ask.

When he’s looking at you like you’re his everything despite the weight of the entire world on his shoulders, you don’t ask.

Because, that’s the funny thing about some questions.

They don’t need to be asked.

But they’ll still be answered.

Yes, I love you.

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Nightmares

Part six to Nap Date. 2, 3, 4, 5

Shawn’s been gone for about three and half weeks. It’s understandable that it’s hard for the couple, it being his first time leaving her since they’ve been married. It’s more understandable that it’s hard on them because they had their first big fight before he left.

All couples fight, that’s normal. But they hadn’t fought since before the wedding. It was right before he left, and they never really got a chance to make up. At least not in person.

“What are you talking about?”

“Y/n, you need to promise me.”

“Shawn, you haven’t even left yet and you’re yelling at me because you think that I’m not gonna tell you if anything goes wrong?”

“I know you won’t tell me. I want someone to stay with you.”

“To stay with me?” She asks, anger seeping in her voice.

“Yeah one of the boys.”

“Fuck that.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m a big girl Shawn, I don’t need some fucking babysitter.”

“It’s not a babysitter.”

“Yes it is, you want someone to stay here and watch my every move. I’m okay Shawn, and I don’t need some fucking sitter here to make sure. I’m no damsel and in distress. But you know what it’s good to know you think that I can’t care for myself.”

“That’s not what I said.”

“Yes it is, you just fucking said that I wouldn’t tell you if something happens, which for your information I would. Thanks for the thought, but no thanks.” She starts to storm off.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t know, somewhere where I won’t be treated like a child.”

“Stop.” He says reaching out, trying to grab her.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Y/n.”

“Give me a second.” She says walking out of the house.

That’s where it was left, when she returned he was asleep on the couch. She tried to get him to go to bed but he refused, still mad at her. She knew he would be, he hates how she leaves when they get into an argument. In his head it is her way of showing doubts in their relationship.

She stayed on the other couch all night, hoping that he would wake up and they could talk it out before his flight. But he didn’t, he woke when his alarm went off. She was snoozing on the couch. He grabbed his bags, getting ready to leave. When he was about to walk out the door he kissed her forehead, waking her.

“You’re up.” She said sighing in relief.

“I have to go.”

“What?”

“I have to go.”

“Wait, can we talk?”

“No time.”

“Shawn don’t leave like this.”

“Sorry.”

“Wait.” She says grabbing his arm, holding him to her. “For a minute, please talk to me for a minute.”

“I have to go.”

“I know, I know, tell Andrew it’s my fault. I’ll take the blame, just don’t leave like this.”

“You’re okay.” He says noticing how tense she is. “We’re okay. It was just a fight, we’re over it now. I love you, but I have to go.”

“Shawn.”

“I want to talk, I do. But I can’t be late. I love you.” He says walking out the door. She just stood there in shock.

He didn’t even kiss her goodbye.

She hasn’t been herself. She’s not sleeping and is completely obsessed with her phone, waiting to hear from him.

He hadn’t quite picked up on her attitude change, not until she asked to see him.

“Please.”

“Honey, are you okay?”

“Please Shawn can I come?”

“Babe, I don’t know.” He says thinking over his schedule.

“Do you not want me to come?” She asks, voice breaking.

“What? No. Of course I want you to come, I’m just worried about my schedule. I’m not sure how much you’ll actually see me.”

“Shawn, if I only got to see you for five minutes a day it’ll beat not seeing you at all. Please, please can I come?”

“Of course baby, I’ll get you a ticket.” He says, becoming worried on how persistent she is being.

So he did as he promised. He got her a ticket, flew her out to him as soon possible. 

Everyone argued him not too, not to go to the airport to pick her up but he needed to go and see her as soon as he could. She was worrying him and he needed to know what was wrong. 

He stood off to side, hood up, black sunglasses on. He had white roses in his hand. He didn’t know why but he was nervous, but mostly excited to see her. 

She got off the plane and walked out of her gate, standing on her tip toes trying to see Geoff or Andrew. She deflated when she didn’t see anyone.

“Hey Beautiful.” He said behind her, making her turn. 

“Shawn.” She sighed at the sight of him.

“Hey Baby.” He walked closer to her. She just stood their, unsure of what to do. But he took control, wrapping his arms around her. 

“I missed you so much Baby.” He whispered in her ear. She sighed when she heard him say that, some of her worries melting away. 

“I missed you too.” She gasped finally wrapping her arms around him. She buried her face into the crook of his neck, holding on tighter. His arms tightened when hers did. 

“Baby.” He muttered against her ear. 

“Just hold me.” She breathes out. He nods, doing as told. 

They stand in the airport, holding each other for a while. He finally pulls back, making her look at his face. He stares at her, noticing the bags under her eyes and the broken look in her eyes. 

“Come on, let me take you to the hotel.” He says taking her backpack from her. “Let’s get your bag, and then we’ll leave.” He nods to her. She takes in a breath and nods as well. She takes his hand and interlocks their fingers, they both start to walk but he stops short, pulling her back into him. 

“We didn’t properly say hello.” He grins, leaning down and connecting their lips. The feeling that erupts in her, is indescribable. But when he pulls away she feels like she could almost cry. 

This is what she needed, she needed to see him and know that everything was okay. 

He watches her, eyes widening as she reaches up and touches her bottom lip. He leans down quickly, pecking her lips again. That one was for him. He needed to kiss her again, make sure he wasn’t dreaming, that she was actually there. 

He takes her to baggage claim, grabbing her bag. He kisses her hand the whole walk back to the car he drove. He can see that something isn’t right, that he regular self not apparent. 

He throws her bags in the back of the car, kissing her cheek as he walks her to the passenger door. He opens the door but stops her before she can get in. 

“Hey.” He takes her face in his hands, making her look at him. “I love you.” He says, looking between her eyes making sure she heard him. 

“I love you too.” She smiles.

“Don’t forget it.” He says, small smirk appearing on his lips. “You’re mine Y/n Mendes, till the end of time.” 

“It feels so good to hear you say that.” She sighs, and his eyebrows knit together. That was not the response he was expecting. 

He helps her in the car and closes her door. He starts wondering if maybe something happened while he was away, still confused about her response.

The car ride to the hotel is quiet, her hand is in his. He runs his thumb on the back side of her hand, his silent way of letting her know that he’s there if she wants to talk. 

He wants to know what’s wrong, do anything to make her feel better. The thought of her hurting is eating him alive, he wants to make her pain go away. But he doesn’t want to pry and make her more uncomfortable than she already is. 

“How’s tour?” She speaks up looking over at him. 

“Oh um, it’s alright. Tiring, it’s hard to be away from my girl.” He says looking over at her. 

“Yeah.” She says looking out the window. 

It takes everything in him not to ask what’s wrong, he wants her to go to him. He doesn’t want to force her to speak if she doesn’t want to, but she looks so broken and he just wants to help her.

They make it to the hotel and he takes her up to his room, hand on the small of her back as he guides her. 

“How long to I have you for today?” She asks walking into the room.

“All day, I cancelled my interviews today. I needed some time with my girl.”

“Thanks.” She smiles a tight lipped smile. 

“Baby why don’t we take a nap? That flight was long, I want you to be rested.”

“No, I wanna spend time with you.”

“I’ll nap too, cuddle you.” He says taking his jacket off. 

“Okay.” She nods. 

They both make their way to bed, enjoying being in each others arms. She dozes off, finally being able to sleep. He’s still awake, drawing soothing circles on her back. 

It’s peaceful, and she’s relaxed in his arms. 

Until she’s not. She tenses and he can feel it. She clutches his shirt and her breathing picks up. He watches her worried, confused as to what is happening.

“No.” She mutters in her sleep. “No. Don’t go.” She says, a tear running down her face. 

“Baby.” He rubs her arm, hoping to wake her.

“No.” She says louder.

He wanders what she’s dreaming about. 

“No, Shawn, no.” She cries. That’s when his heart stops, she’s dreaming about him. “Don’t leave Shawn.” 

“Baby, I’m right here.” He says trying to wake her up. He’s scared now. 

“Please don’t leave.” 

“Baby.” He shakes her arm. She jolts awake and takes in a huge breath. She looks at him and sighs. “Baby.” He says taking her back into his arms.

“I’m sorry.” 

“What happened?”

“It was just a nightmare.”

“What was it about, you said my name.” He says confused.

“Yeah, you were leaving.”

“Leaving?”

“Divorcing me.” 

“What?” He asks sitting up. 

“We fought and you left me.”

“How many times have you had this nightmare?”

“Every night since you left.”

“Baby.” He says caressing her cheek. “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

“I didn’t want you to get mad.”

“Mad? How could I get mad?”

“I don’t know, I thought you would get angry that I would think that.”

“I’m angry, more sad. Baby, what made you have these dreams? Did I do something to make you think that I would leave you?”

“Um,” She trails off and it clicks for him.

“When I left for tour.” He says, grip tightening on her.

“Yeah.” She whispers.

“Baby.” He makes her look up at him.

“I know you said we were fine, that you weren’t angry anymore but we never really talked it out, you didn’t kiss me goodbye.”

“What?”

“What?”

“I didn’t what?”

“Kiss me goodbye.”

“I did,” He wanders off thinking back to that day. “n’t, You’re right I never kissed you goodbye.” 

“Yeah.”

“Wow, I’m a jackass. I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I walked out not kissing you goodbye.”

“It’s okay.”

“No it’s not, you’ve been home for three and a half weeks thinking that I wanted to divorce you. Baby, that thought has never even crossed my mind.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” He says pulling her into his lap. “I love you so much, you have no idea. I can’t believe that you’ve been home thinking that. Talk to me next time, it hurts to think that you’ve been home hurting all by yourself. You don’t have to deal with this on your own anymore, I’m here for you.”

“I know, I stopped thinking that way. When we kept talking and everything seemed normal but I thought the nightmares would stop. But they just got worse.”

“I’m here now, you’re here now. And you’re not leaving.” He says holding her tighter. “You’re on tour now, I don’t want to be away from you anymore. I don’t thing I can handle being away from you anymore.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, come here.” He says pulling her to his lips. 

“I’m so tired Shawn, I haven’t slept in weeks.” 

“Sleep now, I’ve got you. You’re okay.” He says helping her settle in bed. 

“Could you say its a nap date?”

“Yeah, our nap dates are always eventful.”

“True.”

“I love you, sleep well.”

“I love you too.”

*Part 7?*

Our Son

HIIII!!! Umm could I request a scenario where y/n has Jungkook’s child but he doesn’t want it and leaves y/n and y/n is all alone until Taehyung says he’ll take care of the y/n and the child and you fall in love with Taehyung and Jungkook Regrets it after the child is grown up… Its kinda long sorry!! BUT I LOVE YOUR BLOG❤❤💙💙💙❤💙

For anon

Here it is

Hope you like it

M

Originally posted by sugutie

Yet another test, another result. Unless they were all flawed, they were clearly saying that you were pregnant.
And it was a big deal. You were too young, you would have had to give up the University and mostly you did not know how your boyfriend would react.
Jungkook was as young as much as you are and you were always so careful. You could not figure out how it happened when memories of the night a few weeks before get into your mind.
You were so taken by the passion that you had given up the condom and that was the result; a completely unexpected pregnancy.
“Baby, you’re locked in the bathroom for nearly half an hour. Are you feeling okay?”
Jungkook’s voice jolted you and you quickly threw the tests in the trash near the sink, by covering them with a paper towel so as not to make them visible.
“Sorry, I was removing makeup. You know things for women, Kooks ” You apologized, coming out of the bathroom and smiling at him mildly; “What are you staring at?”
“You look pale. Are you sure you’re okay? ” He asked curiously, coming closer to you and brushed your cheek with your fingertips; “Don’t make me worry.”
“It’s okay, Kooks. Everything is fine. ”
And that was the first lie in a long line.

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Your lies were getting too many and it was becoming increasingly hard to hide the truth to Jungkook.
After making up some courage you had decided that that night you’d have said everything, hoping that he would have taken it good and above all being happy.
After initial shock, you had begun to accept that pregnancy more and more until you felt happy to bring one creature in your womb. It was the fruit of your love and what could be wrong with something so pure and beautiful?
“Kooks… Do you have two minutes? I need to talk to you. ” You began, sitting on the bed beside him, busy playing a video game that you didn’t know.
“Sure baby, talk to me.” He smiled and hope kept increasing in you.
“A few weeks ago I discovered something. Of course at first, I was scared… but I mean this is an amazing thing, believe me. ”
“Don’t keep me in suspense, tell me what’s going on, Jagi” He encouraged you, slipping on the mattress as he approached you; “Have you found to be the best of your course? Is your brother getting married? Have you won a vacation? Teeeeeeell me. ”
“I’m pregnant.” Your emotion was palpable in the tone of your voice and your gaze was bright, but Jungkook’s look made you freeze completely.
His smile had vanished, his eyes were wide with shock and his look was totally blank.
You immediately took his hand, stroking the backs with the pad of your thumb, waiting for the news to make way into his mind and the happiness you felt became his own.
“Kooks.. I know we’re you–”
“No, I don’t want it.” He immediately stopped you and those few words were a stab to your heart. There was no happiness in his eyes, only anger and you could feel it on your skin as he stared at you. “What you wanted to tell me, huh? I don’t want that son, Y/N, and you should think about your future, how it will be ruined by this child. ”
“You can’t be serious!”
“Yes, I do. We’re nineteen, we are kids ourselves. How are you going to raise him? Huh? ”
“Kooks…”
“No, I’m sorry but… It’s not what I want. ” He almost screamed as he rose from the bed, jostling you away and reaching the wardrobe.
You looked right at him while he was taking a duffle bag and started to throw in his clothes, without bothering to fold them and place them.
He was leaving you and just because you were pregnant, the idea itself disgusted you incredibly much and hurt you so much to leave you speechless.
“I’m sorry Y/N; but this is not the life I want. ”
“So you don’t assume your responsibilities?”
“I… I can’t do that, I’m sorry. ” He whispered, turning to look at you. You could understand his fear, but not his actions. You looked into his eyes for a moment and after that little moment he turned back again, taking the bag and leaving the room.
The sound of a door closing, shortly after, made it clear that he was gone. Forever.

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“Yah, Y/N … He’s a jerk, I’ve always said that. ” Taehyung said for the umpteenth time, while his arms welcomed you with joy and you were hiding among them.
It was in days you were in those conditions, struggling to eat, to sleep, that everything reminded you of him and it hurt you.
The only relief came from the presence of Taehyung, who tried in every way to help as best he could. He even volunteered to come with you to the check up that you had hoped to do with Jungkook, but all your hopes and dreams were completely blown away.
“How… How do I do it now? ”
“What does it mean? Do you want this baby? ”  
He asked earnestly, looking down at you and shifting a lock of your hair so he can see your eyes.
“Of course, Tae. ”
“All right, then fuck Jungkook. The only thing that you have to think about now is your health and the health of the baby ”
“I’m alone…”
“What am I? A Unicorn? ”
You heaved your face, upset by his attitude. He could not have really understood that if he wanted to help you during those months, he would have had to be close. It was too much to ask him and you did not want to ruin his life, it was the last thing that he deserved.
“Taehyung… I can’t ask you this. ”
“Listen, Y/N, you know me. I love children and you’re one of my dearest friends. Let me help you, I want to take care of both of you. ” He said, then giving you one of his brightest smiles. Tears pinched your eyes  (but not enough to make you cry, just smiling back.
He was there and for the first time in days, you did not feel alone anymore.

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“TAEHYUNG.”
“WHAT WHAT?” Taehyung screamed, running out of the kitchen with a fork full of food in his hand, looking upset.
“I THINK… I THINK IT’S TIME … ”
“I’M NOT READY Y/N, CAN’T HE WAIT?”
“ASK HIM!”
“SOOYOUNG, WHY YOU GOTTA GET NOW I’M EATING GOOD RAMEN?”
You, as a reply, threw against him the remote control while the umpteenth and violent contraction made you fold in two for the pain.
They had begun that morning but were mild and your gynecologist had made sure they were normal in calving.
“KIM TAEHYUNG!”
“OKAY, OKAY… WE’RE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL, YOU … THE BAG, I GOT IT, ” Yet another scream as he ran to retrieve the bag, ready for days, for the hospital and came back to you. “ I HAVE TO TAKE YOU IN MY ARMS OR CAN YOU WALK? ”
“JUST GET YOUR ASS TAEHYUNG, IT HURTS TOO MUCH.”
You did not know what to expect, you were afraid that something could go wrong, that your little boy would be likely to hurt himself. A thousand thoughts invaded your mind but when Taehyung, without saying anything, took you into his arms and came running out of the house, all the negative thoughts vanished.
Your guardian angel was with you, nothing could go wrong.

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It was the most difficult and painful twelve hours of your life, but in the end, the little Sooyoung had seen the light. He was perfect, with already a bushy little of hair, powerful and clear voice so as to make the nurses laugh when he started to cry.
You were too dazed to figure out anything and you accepted willingly the anesthetic in order to rest for at least a few hours without the slightest pain.

“Sooyoung, you look exactly like your mom. Yes… You’ll become a beautiful little man. How about I wake her up? ”
A deep and full of sweetness voice woke you up and opening your eyes you laid your gaze on Taehyung, sitting in a chair beside you, holding your child in his arms.
“Hey.. Look who’s here. ” He muttered with sweetness, getting up and approaching you. Gently, he put Sooyoung into your arms and a swirl of emotions made you break down and cry, while you kissed and caressed with your lips that perfect and small face.
“He’s beautiful.”
“As his mom… I’ll leave you alone, you need some time to get to know him. ” He rose from his chair but immediately you gripped his wrist, blocking him from leave you alone.
“Stay.”
“But… I mean, I think you want to enjoy this time with your son. ”
“O-our son.” You faltered while he stared, caught off guard by your words. “Taehyung.. In these months you never left me alone and … I… Don’t go away. ”
“Why? Let me hear you say, Y/N ”.
“Because I fell in love with you, Tae.”

_____________

“Apppppppppppppppppppa!”
“Why is my champion screaming like that? What’s going on? ”

You were sitting on the couch, checking out some books to write the next chapter of your thesis, while Sooyoung kept running around the house chasing Taehyung. Their screaming did not bother you, indeed ,somehow, they helped you to stay more focused. After four years you were completely accustomed to their madness.

“Appa I want ice cream!”
“You have to ask mom.” Taehyung gave to you the “problem”, causing you to raise your eyes to heaven in a fake desperate way. Immediately the little Sooyoung jumped on the couch, holding onto your neck and stuffing your face with kisses.
He was a corruptor, just like his father.
“EOMMAAAAA, I WANT ICE CREAM” he screamed, pouting his lips as he always did Taehyung whenever he wanted to get something. “PLEAAAAAASE”.
“All right, let’s go get some ice cream.” You agreed, squeezing him softly in your arms and getting up off the couch completely ignoring your studies; “But when we finish the ice cream, we get back home.”
“YES, EOMMA!”
It was a day in June, the sun was high in the sky and the temperature was perfect. You were holding hands with Taehyung while Sooyoung was two steps ahead of you who hopped, unable to contain the enthusiasm that he was trying at that time.
“Sometimes I wonder if he’ll run out of his energies …” Taehyung whispered into your ear, making you smile and shake your head immediately; “But he’s so bea–”
His break concerned you right away, so your eyes returned to alight in front of you. And the reason why he had stopped was immediately clear to you.
Sooyoung was in front of Jungkook, the last person you wanted to see.  
Jungkook bowed to reach the cap that your son had lost and your looks have met.
“Your cap, kid.”
“Thank you! ” Sooyoung thanked him and you could see his toothless smile even though you were a few steps away from him.
“Sooyoung, come here. Let’s choose our ice cream, come ” Taehyung recalled the child without deigning to glance Jungkook. The little boy immediately turned and ran up taking his hand he was holding out.
They went into the ice-cream parlor, leaving you alone in front of your biggest regret and disappointment.
Jungkook came up to you, his hands in his jacket pocket, and a guilty look drew onto his face. He smiled but you did not smile back, remembering only at that moment how much pain he had inflicted on you.
“You’re looking good.”
“Thank you.” was your answer, totally icy.
“You and Taehyung, huh?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Already… He… What’s his name? ”
“It’s none of your business, Jungkook.” His smile faded away to your answer, but you did not felt sadness at seeing that look on his face. “Now I’ll go back to my son and my husband if you don’t mind.”
“I regretted my choice every day for the past four years, Y/N”.
“Jungkook… I don’t regret instead. Because I found a person a thousand times better than you, who didn’t leave me. On second thought, I just have to say thank you for abandoning me. Thanks to you, now I know what it’s like to be really happy. ”

Originally posted by donewithjeon

You Left [Damian Wayne x Reader]

Anonymous: “maybe a Damian Wayne imagine where he had a girlfriend who was in the League and he had to leave her for the obvious reasons and then they get reunited??”

Pairing: Damian Wayne x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1312

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The city of Gotham had known numerous vigilantes terrorizing the city. Criminals were so common in the city it was a wonder how it was still left standing. Perhaps it was because of the brave heroes of the night that protect the city. They clashed so often that both parties were quite familiar with each other.

However, those heroes were now faced with an unfamiliar threat. This was concerning because with new threats come more casualties and more puzzles to solve. With old criminals patterns can be seen but this new menace was erratic, unpredictable and ruthless. One thing was for sure though; whoever this person was, they were not above killing. This made them all the more dangerous.

This was the reason why Damian was currently searching for this new criminal. He thought it would be easy–after all, he had been trained by the League of Assassins and Batman himself. But the criminal, whoever they were, they were on the same level as him. Their moves were as fluid as water and they moved as if they were riding the wind. Damian didn’t doubt that their fighting skills would be impressive as well.

“Stop!” Damian exclaimed, jumping from roof to roof, relentlessly chasing this person. In the corner of his eyes he could see his brother Dick and his father quietly chasing the criminal in the shadows. Soon, the criminal would have no way out. Surely they couldn’t take on three trained fighters?

As he got closer, his eyes widened slightly at the unmistakable uniform of the League of Assassins. Who was this person, and what were they doing in Gotham? Were they sent by his mother?

All three shared a nod and as soon as he saw the opportunity, Damian increased his speed and struck. He thought it was a good, surprising attack but apparently it wasn’t. Whoever this person was, they knew right away and dodged it was ease before returning the attack.

Damian recoiled back just in time to narrowly dodge the attack. He glared at the attacker–judging by the figure, it was a female–and slightly smirked when she was attacked by the one and only Nightwing. As Damian watched them fight, something made him freeze.

Why did she seem so familiar?

The assassin put up a good fight but once Batman also joined, she was outmatched. Like a trained assassin though, she knew her position and quickly disappeared into the night. Dick was about to pursue but Bruce stopped him.

“Don’t bother,” he instructed, “we need to talk.”

“We need a plan of action,” Bruce stated as soon as they arrived back at the cave, “She’s more dangerous than we thought.”

“Yeah…” Damian murmured, looking down. His mind was still clouded as he tried to figure out what was bothering him.

“Why do you think she’s here?” Dick questioned curiously, “What could she want?” Damian spaced out of the conversation and thought back to the fight.

Her movements were eerily familiar to him, as if he had seen it a thousand times before. He almost knew what move she was going to do next. And the way she moved, her fighting style and her flawless movements…

“Damian?”

“Huh?” Damian snapped out of his trance and looked up to see both Bruce and Dick staring at him questioningly.

“What’s wrong?” Bruce asked with a frown.

Damian shrugged and hesitantly answered the question, “I’m uncertain father… but the assassin seemed… familiar to me.”

“Familiar?” Bruce repeated, “could it be you know this person before?”

“Perhaps,” Damian agreed. He had numerous female sparring partners in his days of the League but he didn’t think there was anyone he knew enough to familiarize himself with. All except…

His eyes widened. It couldn’t be you, could it?

“Father,” he spoke up, “may I meet this assassin alone tomorrow?”

“What?” Dick exclaimed, “Damian, it could be dangerous–”

“No, if it’s who I think it is… she wouldn’t hurt me,” he responded confidently.

“But–”

“No, Dick,” Bruce said firmly, “let him.” He nodded at Damian, a sign that he was placing his trust on his son.

And Damian planned on not breaking that trust.


As expected, the assassin appeared the next night as well, and he was ready. She seemed to have already known he was waiting though and swiftly landed on the rooftop in front of him. He was sure there was a smile under that mask of hers.

“Only you today?” she inquired, “pity.” Damian forced himself not to flinch–that voice. There was no mistaking it, it was you. It had to be.

“I know who you are,” Damian blurted out, getting straight to the point, “I know you’re angry.”

“Angry?” you laughed, shaking your head and not at all fazed by the fact that he had figured it out, “I’m not angry beloved,” he winced at that word, “no. Why would I? After you promised to be with me, only to leave in the end…”

“I never meant to–”

“You did, Damian,” you said with a sigh, “you did mean it. If you didn’t we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now.”

“I did not belong in the League,” Damian reasoned, taking a step closer to you, “I’ve found… a place here in Gotham. It’s where I belong.”

“And being by my side is not where you belong?” you asked coldly, your demeanor switching to an even more hostile one. Damian knew he just said something wrong.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” he insisted, “this was unexpected. I knew how loyal you were, I thought… I thought you could never be happy here. I thought it would be better–”

“I was only loyal because of you!” you yelled, pulling out your sword and pointing it directly at him, “I stayed because of you, because I was willing to sacrifice everything for us. But then you left me and I was stuck… being a puppet.”

“[F/N],” Damian said slowly, keeping an eye on the sword, “I’m sorry… I never knew… I thought… I thought you were happier being with them than with me.”

“All these years… all these years of knowing me and you couldn’t tell that I was happiest with you?” you asked, your voice cracking slightly.

“[F/N]…”

“You know, at first I was angry,” you continued, wiping a tear away, “I was furious at you for leaving me… but then I realized that you chose them over me, the person who had always been there for you. So now I’m not angry, I’m heartbroken.”

You moved the sword closer to him, the edge pressing against his neck until it pierced his skin. As droplets of blood ran down his neck, your hostility withdrew and a sadness washed over you. You slowly removed the sword from his neck.

“I came here to see you, to restore my heart…” you admitted, “but seeing you, so happy without me, it only broke even more. I thought I loathed you, the person who broke my heart… but in the end I can’t even kill you.” You laughed bitterly. “Why? Why must I still love you? After everything you’ve done to me?” Your laughter turned into sobs, sobs you tried to mask.

Damian felt his heart break when he saw you cry. He never wanted to hurt you, back then he thought you would never give up everything you had for him. So he ran, not knowing your feelings.

Acting solely on impulse, he reached out to embrace you. It was a stupid move considering you had a vendetta against him, but surprisingly you accepted his hug. It seemed you missed him more than you hated him.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he said into your ear, “I shouldn’t have left.”

“Don’t leave me,” you whispered, “don’t leave me again.”

“I won’t. You have my word, I will never leave you again.”

- I.. You look.. Wow.
- You said you didn’t get me anything.
- Yeah. Obviously I lied. So you’re leaving with Sebastian?
- Yes. And before you say anything
- He seems like a great guy. I tried to find some dirt on him but I couldn’t. Are you excited?
- I am.
- Good. You should be. You deserve something that inspires you, something that makes your heart race.
- I had that.
- I love you.
- What?
- I want to be with you for the rest of time, and that’s exactly what I intend to do, because happily ever after it’s real. And we’re gonna find it, together.
- So you think the fact that you love me, that’s supposed to change things?
- Yeah.
- Do you realize that when I told you that I love you, you told me you don’t do relationships, and you broke up with me?
- You never said you loved me.
- On Christmas. In that letter. The most girly, vulnerable, stupid, pathetic love letter I’ve ever written, and I must have checked that library a thousand goddamn times, and every damn time I hated mys- Why are you smiling right now?
- Because you look like a princess, but you don’t sound like one. Uh I never got that letter. If I- If I had, I never could’ve left.
- But you did. You could have been honest with me, told me the truth, and we could have worked it out together. And now I have a chance to do something great.
- I’m not asking you to stay. I- I want you to stay, or I want to go with you, but I want you to be exactly who you want to be. And I know that being with me’s not easy, but you’d be you’d be bored if it was too easy.
- No. I want easy. Okay? I want comfortable and I want calm. And Sebastian is.
- But he’s not the guy for you. I am.
- I came through the fire and it was so hard, ‘cause I was so in love with you. Jasper, I can’t do it again.
- I know I hurt you. I’m not expecting you to just run back into my arms, but.. if you leave this palace behind, don’t leave us behind. You’re my girl, Princess. And I’m gonna love you no matter what.
—  The Royals (3x10)
I’m doing a balancing act with a stack of fresh fruit
in my basket. I love you. I want us both to eat well.
We’re not allowed to buy blackberries anymore
because they’re mean to their workers and you
read left-wing news sites. Till when? I asked and you
said nothing. So that’s one healthy food off the list.
I’m still buying pineapples and you’re still eating them.
I guess you’ve never seen the websites about those.
Nobody in this supermarket knows that I am a puma.
This morning our cat rolled on the floor showing me
her belly which I leaned down and rubbed.
Beneath a backyard pine tree the neighbor’s cat
was eating one of our cat’s moles—at least the moles
we rent from the landlord for her. It’s so complicated
staying alive sometimes. The voices of the collection
agencies on the answering machine sound menacing.
They’re paid to sound that way and they’re not paid
much more than the people they’re menacing,
which can get you thinking if you’re the sort of
person who likes to think about that sort of thing.
Other people subscribe to adventure cycling
magazines and read about men who rode across
Turkey in the late 1800s before anything was
happening in the world. Before cantaloupes
probably existed. When you could get an honest
wage for an honest day’s blackberries. When we
loved like fierce mountain storms, with the blood
of eagles in our hearts, exchanging grocery lists
that just said you you you you all the way down.
—  Christopher Citro, “Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks”
Requested Imagine 23 Monty

can you do an imagine based on “say you won’t let go” by james arthur with monty? can the imagine be like monty has a very important game but the day before he and the reader had a really bad fight and he’s worried she wouldn’t be at the game, but she’s. and very fluffy at the end?? i love your imagines so much!!!!!!


“Just get out!” Monty shouted at you, making you shake with fright at his booming voice, you picked up your bag and walked out of his house.  You’d just had a massive fight about your friendship with Jeff, Monty gets very protective and jealous when it comes to you and with you being friends with Jeff he gets at his worst, he has it in his head that you have feelings for Jeff and that you’re going to leave him for Jeff, all because you slept over at his, you slept in Jeff bed and he slept on the floor.  You told Monty all about it because you thought he trusted you but he blew his top and told you he never wanted to speak to you again.

You went home and texted Jeff, the only friend you had left.

Monty broke up with me – y/n

Are you serious!? Why!? – Jeff

Because I stayed over at yours last night, he says he hates me and never wants to see my again.  Just a heads up, he might kill you – y/n

I’m sorry y/n he can be such an ass! Don’t worry about me, I’ll talk to him – Jeff

 

You sighed, plopping your head on your pillow and crying yourself to sleep.  The next day you lay in bed all day, not answering anyone’s texts or calls.  You thought hard about the game tonight, it was the biggest game of the season, Monty had talked about it for weeks and how excited he was to see you in the crowd, although now you wondered if you should go.  You thought about it all day and decided not to go, just as your phone buzzed.

I don’t know how today’s game will go, Monty might just kill all the opposing team.  He’s already punched 4 lockers – Jeff

 

You sighed and decided you had to go, just to see if Jeff was exaggerating a little bit, he was desperately trying to get you both in the same room together, he felt guilty about your break up.  You got dressed and headed towards to playing field. “Y/N!” Jess shouted from the parking lot as you got out your car, you waved and walked over “What happened??” she asked gasping “Long story, Monty being a typical ass” you reply not wanting to go into details “seriously girl I don’t know why you put up with him” she said flippantly “Because I fucking love him” you say back in an offended tone, she snorted a laugh and walked away “you better let him know then” Zach said from behind you, turning round he gave you a small smile “seriously he’s a mess”.

Monty sat in the men’s bathroom getting more and more angry at himself “she’s not going to be here, I’m going to pay terribly and I’ll get kicked from the team” he thought to himself, he needed you to be watching to relax and play well.  “Dude we gotta go now!” Bryce shouted banging on the door, groaning Monty got up and reluctantly left the cubicle and out of the bathroom “forget about her for now man, we have to win” Bryce said hitting Monty’s back making him want to punch him endlessly.  He walked onto the field with his team mates, he zoned out most of the game not caring about how it played out if you weren’t there.  “Monty do something!” Bryce shouted across the field, but he didn’t care, he just kept thinking about how he told you he hated you, he hated himself now for saying it because he’d never told you he loved you he was too scared to let go of his freedom, you were a laid back girlfriend you see, he could party after games and hang out at Bryce’s for days on end and you hardly bothered him, you trusted him completely and knew when he needed space – and al you wanted was to hang out with your best friend in the most platonic way and he accused you of the worst.  

“Monty if you keep playing like this, you’re off for the game!” the coach shouted, you knew it would break his heart if he was benched, you weren’t sure if he wanted to see you but it was worth a try, you stood in your usual spot when he played so he could find you and turned on the torch on your phone, holding it up.  After around 5 minutes of switching arms because they were getting sore, Monty finally glanced up and his eyes locked with yours, smiling you put your arm back down and gave him a little wave, he gave you a nod and instantly focused deeply on the game, bringing himself back.  It was all he needed, some people need music to work out, and he needed you watching to play.  

The game finished and they won.  You rushed to the parking lot to wait by your car, knowing Monty wouldn’t take long in the showers.  “what happened dude, it’s like someone stuffed a firework up your ass!” Bryce joked at Monty he just shrugged, took off his kit and rushed out.  You say Monty walking towards you, he hadn’t even showered, your heart quickened as you worried he’d be angry you came but he marched right up to you and kissed you hard, pulling away you looked confused “I didn’t mean what I said, I can’t believe I said it” he told you holding his breath you just smiled, “I’ve been very good to you Montgomery, don’t treat me like that again, please” you reply looking at him smugly “Never! I know it doesn’t sound like much but I didn’t beat up Jeff?” he tried to think of a way he’d gotten better since being with you “and would that be because you needed him for the game?” you asked and he looked defeated “okay maybe but I still didn’t!” he protested making you laugh “I’m so in love with you, And I hope you know” he blurted out making you give him a shocked look “I love you too Monty, you know that” you replied “Yes I know, because you’re not a coward and actually show me love and affection but I’ve been a lousy boyfriend and never given you what you deserve” he told you “get in the car my love” you said smiling at him and he got in the passenger side as you drove him to your house.  “You left clothes here, you can shower and get ready for the party if you want?” you ask him walking into your house and he tightly wrapped his arm around your waist “I’m not going, im staying here with you” he said matter of fact making you smile “De La Cruz missing a party?” you joke and he laughs “Just say you won’t let go” he whispered pulling you closer to him “I won’t Monty, don’t let me go” you replied, he smiled whole heartedly at you and kissed you deeply. You spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching movies, you lost count the amount of times he said I love you, you had a feeling he wouldn’t stop now.

Have a good night ;) – Jeff.
You just laughed at his text, as he obviously noticed neither of you at the party.



Hope this is okay!

He asked me why I loved you,
and all I said was that you were
an easy person to love,
because listing out all the reasons
would bore him,
and besides,
those reasons are secrets,
private matters only for the two of us,
meant for whispering to you at night,
as your on the verge of falling asleep.


At first I noticed how you would
smile like a little kid
when you ate sugar honeycomb,
and it made me feel warm
on December evenings,
when you would touch my flushed cheeks,
and smile,
and my skin would be left buzzing
for eternity.


I used to ask you
‘how long can you stay?’
and you would tell me,
'until you’re ready to leave,’
and the thing is you made it so,
I was never ready to leave,
because I wanted to stay with you forever,
in the security of your arms,
drifting toward wonderland.


You left cigarette burns
in my favorite winter coat,
and sometimes when I miss you,
I pull it out,
just to trace the markings,
so I know that you weren’t
an illusion after all.
So I know that you were
mine after all.


Your laugh was the sound
that darkness made
when she met light for the first time,
and was finally able
to see the beauty of her own insides
after hiding them for so long.


You wrote poetry about me,
and you saw things about me
that I couldn’t see,
and the same was true about
my view of you.
We were both insecure
about a lot of things,
but never doubted
each other,
and that was love.


The way I fell in love with you
was like sipping hot chocolate in Bourbon Coffee,
each gulp sweeter than the one before,
and truly you were the best thing
that ever happened to me,
because when I was with you,
it didn’t matter that
people were mean,
because in those moments it was
only you and me.

—  V.I.P.P.
Find my way back to you

Theo Raeken

Song

Bold Italics - flashbacks

Warning- Sad but ends with fluff

Word Count-1,107


Maybe I’ll forget and maybe I won’t
I’m stuck in the moment
And so far from home

Three months, it’s been three months since Theo was sent to his own hell. Three months of losing the person (Y/N) loves. “I should’ve done something.. I should’ve tried to release myself from Scott’s grasp and help Theo out of the ground that was created by Kira’s sword.” All (Y/N) could think about was how she could’ve and should’ve done something but.. she didn’t. She’s tried, she tried her best to forget about Theo but how can you forget your first love? How can you forget someone you love?

Theo Raeken. Stiles was suspicious of Theo from the night he returned the of eve their senior year. He immediately caught (Y/N) eye that charming smile was the cherry on top. 


Cause loving nobody
It’s breaking my heart
But you’ll never know this

(Y/N) would go to their special spot on the beach where Theo confessed his love to her, she’d sit on the sands and watch the waves crash against the shore line it was quiet and calming but her thoughts were loud. “Theo.” she traced random figures into the sand “I miss you.. I hope you know that.” tears prickled on the edges of her eyes “I don’t know what to do Theo… I’m failing my classes and I feel so.. so empty without you.” fresh tears streamed down her face.

Theo lifted (Y/N) off her feet and twirled her around as she giggled at Theo’s actions, he carefully placed her back onto the sand his hands cupped her cheeks as his thumb brushed against her cheekbone his ocean blue eyes met her (Y/E/C) “Dammit (Y/N) I’m love you so much… I’m so damn in love with you.”

“I love you Theo…”


Wherever you are
Well maybe I don’t give up easily
But I know this is hard to see

When (Y/N) found out Theo had killed Scott it was hard to believe, that Theo the love of her life had killed her friend. She didn’t want to believe it her head began to spin at the thought. 

Till one night she confronted him and his excuse was “I was trying to protect you, I never hurt you because I love you.” (Y/N) scoffed at the words that left his mouth “If you never loved me, then you would’ve killed me?” (Y/N) questioned as Theo pressed his lips into a thin line opening it to speak but quickly closed it.

(Y/N) avoided her pack, ever since Kira sent her love to hell. Till one day, they had been acting so weird when she’d ask about Stiles they remark with “Stiles? Is this a joke?” “What’s a Stiles.” 


But I wish time would slow down
So I could keep your heart around
If I can make you stay another day

All (Y/N) could think about was how have Theo in her arms right now.. about how she shoud’ve told him she loved him.. if only she said it back.

“Scott! Scott help me!” Theo begged as he held on for dear life from being dragged into hell from his sister (Y/N) attempted to run forward till Scott wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her back “Theo! Scott! Scott let me go! Kira, Kira please don’t do this.” She begged as Theo locked eyes with her “(Y/N).. remember I love you!” just then the hole closed up (Y/N) ran towards the closed ground sobbing uncontrollably “(Y/N) I had no choice.” Kira reasoned as she stepped forward to place a her hand on her shoulder/ (Y/N) quickly shrugged her off standing to look at the pack “I could’ve changed him!” she yelled as the pack took a step back “I loved him! I love Theo! But I didn’t say it back.. I didn’t tell him I loved him back!” (Y/N) sobbed “I didn’t say it back.”


I’ll wait another day for you, and for you
Maybe I’m love drunk, I wish that I’d known
What you would say if time would slow down

(Y/N) was headed over to the underground tunnels Liam had texted her that it was emergency as she quickly responded ‘On the way.’ on her way there all she could think about was how Theo unromantically stole her first kiss in the tunnels.

“Theo! It stinks down here!” (Y/N) complained as he covered her nose following closely behind Theo “Hey, you didn’t need to follow me here princess.” (Y/N) scoffed as she crossed her arms onto her chest “Theo will you just hurry? Why did Stiles tell us to search the tunnels!” she continued to complain “Theo will yo-” Theo turned around cupped her face kissing her to shut her up. (Y/N) was taken back a little but slowly found herself kissing him back. Theo Raeken just took my first kiss.


So I could keep your heart around
If I can make you stay another day
I’ll wait another day for you

Liam and Hayden had texted (Y/N)  where to meet them as she followed to where Theo had been sent to hell “Guys? This isn’t funny.”  (Y/N) said from around the corner she heard the ground rumble causing her to pick up her pace running to where Liam and Hayden were to see he had stabbed Kira’s sword into the ground. She gasped as it opened up revealing Theo rising from the ground covered in dirt Theo raised himself to his feet meeting eyes with Liam as they finally landed on (Y/N). “(Y/N).” Theo whispered as (Y/N) ran up to kiss him not minding the dirt on his face and lips she pulled back a few seconds later as tears fell down her cheek “I didn’t say it back.. I didn’t tell you I loved you when I should have.” (Y/N) rambled as Theo cupped her cheeks brushing the tears away “You don’t need too.” he quickly placed his lips back onto hers.


Well maybe I don’t give up easily
Oh but I know this is hard to see
But I know time won’t slow down
So I can keep your heart in my hands
Oh but maybe if you stay a little while
You might feel like I do for you

Once Theo helped get rid of the ghost riders and Stiles back everything went back to normal. “I’ll always find my way back to you.” Theo whispered as he and (Y/N) laid in bed “Well, I think you be stuck with for…ever.” She joked as Theo kissed her forehead “I have no problem with that.” Theo answered as they held each other in their arms.

Confessions - Thiam

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Word Count: 2,601

Summary: Theo has been sleeping in his truck for a while, not having a place of his own. Liam notices and offers him a place to stay which eventually leads them to confessing their feelings for one another.

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It hasn’t been easy for Theo ever since he came back from hell. The only reason he came back was because the pack, well Liam, thought he could be of use. Which he wasn’t. He wasn’t sent back because he remembered Stiles. Helping the pack bring Stiles and everyone else back was a challenge. It made it even harder for Theo, in fear of him messing up, he would be sent back. He couldn’t go back, not after what he went through down there. He wouldn’t wish that on anyone, not even the person he hates the most. Getting taken by the wild hunt, just to prove to Liam that he doesn’t want power or a pack, that he just wants to stay alive. It helped the pack with getting the wild hunt open, which got everyone out. Life after that was not easy, it only got harder.

During the months after, he went to go look for his ‘parents,’ he knew that the Dread Doctors killed his real parents so his ‘fake parents’ were the only option he had left to turn to. They were the only hope he had at having people in his life. He didn’t have high hopes of them being alive, or even want to listen to anything Theo has to say. It was a long shot that he was willing to take. Finding them was the easy part, they left Beacon Hills as soon as he went to the underworld. They wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, they were terrified of Theo and of the supernatural world. Theo couldn’t blame them, he did terrible things to them.

Theo wasn’t surprised when they slammed the door on his face when he arrived at their home. They had every right to do it. It didn’t stop Theo from trying to apologize to them. He sat outside their door, explaining everything to them. He knew they could hear him, he heard them debating on letting him in. While Theo was in the middle of his speech, with tears rolling down his cheeks, the front door opened and Theo felt a pair of arms wrap around him. They knew they shouldn’t have done this, but they aren’t heartless. It’s hard to ignore someone when they are on your front porch crying.  They listened to everything he had to say, but they couldn’t forgive him. Not after everything he did.

Theo dreaded coming back to Beacon Hills, he had no one there to turn to. Everyone was against him, no one trusted him, and no one liked him, and that was completely his fault. Theo knew that, but something about Beacon Hills was pulling him back. Or someone. Reluctantly, Theo found himself back in Beacon Hills. He had no clue where to go, or where to even sleep. Theo never got the opportunity to finish high school, he wishes he could go back. Going to school was the only normal thing he had in his messed-up life. That’s the one thing the Dread Doctors allowed him to do, even though he was always the new kid every few months. They never liked to stay in one place for too long. Their time in Beacon Hills was the longest. It brought some stability to Theo, even with everything going on.

 Theo was thankful that his truck didn’t get repossessed or that his fake parents took it with them. His truck was his home now, it wasn’t ideal but it beats sleeping in the streets. Theo always had to move his truck, the Beacon Hills police department would always wake him up, telling him he’s not allowed to sleep here. Theo knew that, and it would become a constant thing for him. He didn’t know what else to do, he debated calling Scott numerous times, but he knew it would be no help. Scott wants nothing to do with Theo, he couldn’t care less about what happened to him. It sounded harsh, because Scott always gave people the benefit of the doubt, and second chances. But with Theo, he couldn’t, beinging killed by him was the final straw. It leaves a lasting mark on someone.

It’s been a few weeks since he came back to Beacon Hills and a new threat has come up, hunters. Theo has dealt with hunters before, but nothing like this. Everyone was afraid of everything. The word of supernatural creatures living in Beacon Hills had gotten out, which only made things worse for everyone. The anuk-ite was an even a bigger problem. It made everyone’s fears heighten. It hasn’t affected Theo yet, growing up with the Dread Doctors, it’s hard to fear anything anymore. Liam has been hit the hardest by the anuk-ite. His anger has gotten worse and worse. Brett’s death didn’t help. Despite all of that, Theo and Liam have gotten really close, ever since he brought him back. Liam started to bring Theo’s humanity back, slowly, but it’s coming back. When Theo was with Liam, he felt different. He started to really care for him. His feeling towards the boy was more than just platonic, not that he was going to admit that. Theo had gotten really good at calming Liam down, making sure he doesn’t kill anyone. He knew that if he allowed Liam to kill someone, the beta would live with regret for the rest of his life and Theo didn’t want him to go down the path he did.

Theo was lost in a daydream when he heard a knock on his window, he sighed and sat up thinking it was a deputy telling him he had to move. He started his car, ready to take off when he heard another knock. Rolling it down, he was surprised to find the beta standing there. He was soaking wet, since there was just a big rain shower. The two just stared at each other without saying a word. It was Liam who broke the silence first. Liam was trying to find the right words to say, he truly didn’t know what the right thing was to say in this moment.

“What are you doing here?” Liam asked, a hit of concern in his voice.  He tried to read Theo, to see if he is giving off any chemo signals.

“Like you would care, Dunbar.” Theo said with a straight face, trying to keep his heart rate normal.  

“I do care. You care that I asked, your heart rate is rising. Tell me why you are sleeping in your car.” Liam was completely oblivious of the answer. Theo never said anything, he just looked at the younger boy then looked away. Liam was trying to put the pieces together until it finally hit him

“You don’t have a place to stay. You have been sleeping in your car since you have gotten back, haven’t you? Why didn’t you go back to your parents?” Liam was asking a million questions, he felt bad for Theo.

“Because my real parents are dead, and my fake ones left town as soon as you guys sent me to hell! That’s why I’m sleeping in my truck!” Theo snapped, he didn’t mean too, but it happened in the spur of the moment. Theo sighed and tried to calm down.

“Look, I’m sorry. I just haven’t been getting sleep, I’ve been constantly getting woken up by the police department and the nightmares have been getting worse. I didn’t know who to turn too,” Theo stopped and looked at Liam to see if he was still listening, “I figured you guys wouldn’t help, with all the shit I’ve put you through.”

Liam didn’t know what to say, he just kept looking at Theo in disbelief. He couldn’t believe that he never thought about any of this. The two of them have been through a lot together recently. Liam knew what he needed to do, he needed to help Theo. It’s the least he could do, after Theo constantly helping and saving his ass.

“Come stay with me. I have a spare bedroom, you can shower, and have a warm meal.” Theo looked up at Liam skeptical, like he was just telling a joke. But much to Theo’s surprise, Liam is serious.

Liam didn’t let Theo say anything, he just got into the passenger side of his truck. Theo looked over at Liam and took off. The two of them didn’t say anything, they just sat in silence. It wasn’t the uncomfortable kind either. Both of them were content with being in each other’s presence, Theo more than Liam. Theo didn’t have anyone, he didn’t want this moment to end. This just has to be a dream, this isn’t real. Theo thought. He kept his focus on the road, it wasn’t a long ride to Liam’s house. Upon arriving, Theo sat in his truck looking at Liam’s house, still not sure if he should go in or not. Liam noticed and told him it was alright.

The pair got out of the blue Toyota and entered the house, Theo falling suit of Liam. The chimera has never been in Liam’s house. It was your typical two-level house. It has a nice homey feeling, something Theo hasn’t felt in a long time. Both of them walked up the stairs and Liam showed Theo were the spare bedroom was. No one has ever been this nice to Theo, not even as a kid. It’s something he wasn’t used to. Theo set his bag on the full-sized bed and looked around, the walls were covered in pictures of Liam’s family. They were all smiling, like how a loving family should. It hit Theo hard, he never had a loving family, but he longed for one. Theo hadn’t noticed the tears running down his check, or how Liam was trying to ask him a question, until Liam yelled Theo’s name.

“I’m fine.” Was all Theo could say, but he didn’t mean it, and Liam knew that too.

“No, you’re not Theo, I know you are lying. I don’t have to hear your heartbeat to know that. Talk to me.” Liam pleaded with Theo, he needed to a find a way to get Theo to open up to him. No one said anything after that, which caused Liam to sigh.

“If you need anything, I’ll be downstairs.” Liam reassured Theo. Theo just nodded his head, facing away from Liam.


Once Liam was down stairs, he could hear the shower running. Liam had to figure out a way to get Theo to open up to him, he knew it wasn’t good that he kept this all in. It’s going to blow up in his face sooner or later. Liam stopped dead in his tracts and asked himself; Why do I care so much about Theo, and why am I helping him? He stopped and thought about it, until he realized that he was in love with him. He hated to admit it, but it was the truth. Liam Dunbar, was in love with Theo Raeken. His feelings for the chimera started the night at the hospital, fighting the Ghost Riders. Theo risked his life, for his. He saved him from being taken from the wild hunt. Ever since then, there has been that feeling in his heart, that his boy would mean something more to him. Liam was the first one to notice a change in Theo, the first one to give him a chance. Everyone thought he was crazy for doing it, but it was worth the risk. He couldn’t get Theo out of his head.

“Liam?” A quiet voice broke Liam out of his train of thought, it was Theo.

“What do you want Theo?” Liam asked, hoping it didn’t come off in a negative way.

“You were just standing at the end of the stairs, I was wondering what you were doing.” Theo replied walking all the way down the stairs.

“Just thinking, that’s all” Liam answered back, walking towards the living room to watch a movie. “You coming?” Theo nodded his head in agreement and made his way over to the couch.

Theo felt his eyes following the younger beta with every move he made. He was afraid that if he takes his eyes off him, he would leave and not come back. There’s a feeling in his stomach every time he is around Liam. His feelings for him were very clear, he just didn’t know how to show them. He has never been good with emotions. Physical pain he could deal with, but emotions are like a foreign language to him. Theo knew Liam would never feel the same towards him as he does. Liam is straight, and dated Hayden. Why would Liam feel the same, after everything Theo put him through. Theo knew he couldn’t keep this a secret anymore, he had to tell him, even if it ruins any chance of a friendship they might have.

Liam was the same way, confused as to why he feels this way towards Theo. He knows he shouldn’t. Liam was trying to figure out how to tell him. He figured Theo would just laugh at him.  Scott wouldn’t approve of this, but he’s off at college now, Liam can make decision for himself. He was going to tell Theo tonight, It’s now or never.

“Theo I-” Liam was cut off by Theo who started to talk at the same time.

“Liam we need to talk” Theo said with a serious voice.

“Look, I’m not good with this type of stuff but hear me out, okay?” Theo paused to make sure Liam was listening, “I’ve never been one to express my emotions, I would always hide them, that way, no one can use them against me. But seeing as I’ve already reached rock bottom, it doesn’t matter anymore.” Theo stopped trying to figure out what he wants to say next. Liam listening with full attention.  

“I’m just going to come out and say it, it might ruin whatever we might have together, but it needs to be said. I am in love with you. Go ahead and laugh and make fun of me. But it’s the truth. You have helped me with so much, you pulled be back from hell. I noticed I have these feelings in my stomach, like butterflies, whenever I’m around you. I can feel myself becoming a better person when I’m with you. I don’t know how to explain it.” Theo was rambling on but Liam loved it, he had a smile from ear to ear. The boy he loves, just told him he loves him.

“Theo, I love you too. When I was with Hayden, I didn’t get the same feeling as when I’m with you. It’s different. I didn’t know how to tell you because I was scared you would reject me. But now I don’t have to worry about that.” Liam was the happiest he has ever been.

The two boys were sitting on the couch, smiling wide at each other. Both of them had just confessed their feelings for one another. Both expecting to be rejected, and laughed at. This night has turned out better than they both had hoped for. They spent the rest of the night, snuggled up to each other, watching movies. Theo resting his head on Liam’s shoulder. For the first time in years, Theo has felt safe, and most importantly, Theo finally felt what it’s like to feel loved and wanted. Nothing else mattered in the world, beside what’s happening right here and now.

Theo was home.

Overdue

A one-shot where Aaron gives Neil a long overdue apology for their conversation at the cabin (2259 words) read it on AO3

It was the little things that made Aaron realize that Neil and Andrew were in love.  It was in the way their eyes always searched for the other in a room, and in the way Andrew’s apathetic mask lifted ever so slightly when Neil walked through a door. It was in the way they snuck off to the roof together when they thought nobody would notice, and in the bus trips to games when they would sit in the back of the bus and make it their own, separate world from everybody else.  Aaron could see it in the way Neil looked at Andrew as though he hung the fucking moon, and the way Andrew looked at Neil as though he were the only thing in the world interesting enough to be worthy of his attention.  Intense wasn’t even an intense enough word to explain the eye contact they shared.  It was in the soft “stays” and the softer “yes or no’s” mumbled in the presence of the foxes. It was in “I asked” and “You were amazing”, and a raising percent nobody on the team understood.

They weren’t an overly-affectionate couple.  In fact, many people would struggle to even call them a couple over the harsh Russian they spat at each other on the court.  But there was no doubt that they cared deeply for each other, especially when Andrew would occasionally amuse Neil and shut the goal down and Neil’s face would light up brighter than a kid on Christmas morning. 

He wasn’t an idiot.  Unlike Nicky, Aaron was smart enough to realize that it was a lot more than hate fucking.  That when Neil disappeared he hadn’t seen Andrew lose control like that, or so obviously feel like that in the entirety that he knew him.  And yet, when Andrew snarled at Abby with murder in his tone, Neil never shied away.  The idiot had actually visibly relaxed more under Andrew’s hands, like they were safe. Like he knew that Andrew would never hurt him.  There was something more there, between Neil and Andrew. There always had been.

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Kakasaku "I know it would be a lie, but please, just say you love me."

just remember: you asked for this.

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“Hey,” he says, his voice smoothed of its familiar edges, tapping at her cheek with the hand not occupied trying to keep her from bleeding out, “stay with me, you gotta stay with me. Don’t you dare close your eyes. Help is coming, I promise, my team is coming and we’ll take you back to Konoha with us. I think you’ll like it; I bet you’ve never seen trees so tall.”

Sakura tries not to think of the home she left behind, of the home she’ll never again see, because she hasn’t a drop of chakra left in her and she’s going to die so far away from home, even as right now another Sakura is safe and unknowing as she goes to school and giggles with Ino, not knowing that her future is bleeding out so far away and much too close.

“Kakashi,” Sakura gasps, blood bubbling at her lips, ignoring him as he tries to shush her, tries to keep that precious blood in her veins (it’s much too late now, the world blurring as it darkens at the edges), “I know it would be a lie, but please, just say you love me,” she asks of the prelude to the man who will one day know her and who she’ll never again see, and she knows that he’s answering her, but the world is rushing around her, and maybe it’s him screaming or her screaming or just the screaming of a future that will never be.

Kol Mikaelson Imagine

@lena-mikaelson -  Hii, can i have #13 and #16 from your line promp 3 with Kol Mikaelson?? Pleaseee!! :)

#13  “Don’t turn me into the bad guy here.”

#16 “This is… exactly what it looks like.”

*Kol challenges you to a drinking competition and you easily lose and end up becoming wasted*

(I have exam all this week so for those who have sent me in requests, I apologise for how long it might take for me to write them.)


You giggled as you swayed while walking home with Kol in tow behind you smirking. He had taunted you into competing in a shots contest against him and of course, you stupidly agreed, forgetting for a moment how easily vampires could drink without getting too drunk.

And now it was you who was wasted as Kol took the pleasure of ‘walking you home’ as he observed every aspect of your drunken state in amusement.

“This…” you suggested as you drunkenly pointed to yourself before aiming a finger at Kol who smiled broadly as he held you steady.

“This is your fault.” You slurred, Kol chuckled and moved away, ridding you of your only balance as you stumbled forward, looking up to notice Kol smirking.

He held up his hands in mock defence, “Don’t turn me into the bad guy here.”

“But you a- you are the bad guy, Mr. Mikaelson.” You spoke giggling as you stumbled forward once again into Kol’s arms.

Your eyes were lightly shut as you rested your head on his shoulder, you could hear and feel him chuckle as he whispered into your ear, “Let’s get you home.”

But you shook your head groaning, “My parents will kill me if I come home drunk, can I not just stay with you, pleeaaase.” You begged giggling quietly, Kol sighed but smiled and nodded as he led you back to the Mikaelson Manor.

You were basically the only human that the original vampires allowed without question into their home, they found your life amusing on most occasions and were always welcoming to you.

Kol led you into the house and up the stairs but you couldn’t remember much more after that since you fell asleep in his arms.

You groaned at the bright bitter light that fell on your face from the crack in the curtain. You buried yourself deeper into your pillow but jump back and gasped as the 'pillow’ moved and snickered at your actions.

“Kol..?”

“Morning darling.” He spoke in enjoyment and when you peeked a look at him you could see the wide grin on his face.

It wasn’t until then that you noticed he was shirtless and you began to panic, “Uhh, what happened last night?” You nervously asked him as you bit your lip which only made his grin wider,

“You don’t remember anything?” He questioned and you shook your head which only strengthened Kol’s feeling of delight, “Well-”

“Kol, where were you at that ungodly hour last- Oh, Y/N?” Klaus’ eyes went wide in shock at seeing you, especially with his fiend of a brother in the same bed as you, shirtless…

“This is… exactly what it looks like, brother.” Kol smirked as his eyes never left yours making you feel shy and flustered. Klaus contemplated the situation in front of him, his eyes going between both yourself and Kol before he shook his head, “No, if I’m correct, our dear Y/N has no recognition of any events that happened last night and you, brother,”

He rolled his eyes playfully for your sake as he turned to his brother, “Wished to tease her into oblivion, well Kol, how about you tell her what really happened.”

Klaus folded his arms over his chest as you flashed him a small grateful smile before turning to Kol who’s grin never left his face.

“I challenged you to a shots game and you miserable lost with your lack of tolerance for alcohol, you refused to go home because of your parents and asked to spend the night here.

I brought you up to my room to get a t-shirt or some form of clothing for you to sleep in but you were already passed out on my bed by the time I turned around.

But I must say, darling, you were quite touchy all night, begging me to stay in bed with you in your dozing state, hugging me tightly as you fell asleep, I’m quite flattered.” Kol finished laughing at your horrified reaction, you glanced at Klaus to notice he too had an amused expression on his face which he failed to hide.

“I think I’ll get some water and painkillers before I drag my ass home.” You groaned out loud as you buried you head into the actual pillow, the two brothers chuckled, Klaus leaving the room to get you the water and painkillers and Kol still lying beside you, propped up on his elbow as he gently moved your hair away from your face and stroked your cheek, which you were quietly grateful for as it distracted you from the pain of your hangover.