i was so distracted by that sentence i had to .gif it


An Alpha!Bucky One-Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 5,109 (oops!)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ EXPLICIT Smut! A/B/O Dynamics, fingering, sexual penetration, slight(?) impregnation kink, unprotected sex, a NSFW gif, some angst (blink and you miss it), language, dirty talk…

A/N: I make my own rules. 

 You smelt him before you saw him.

Your senses came alive when you saw him walk through the main entrance.


He exuded the title perfectly.

This isn’t the first time you had seen him at the museum but this was the closest you had ever gotten to him. He was at the ticket counter, smiling at Mandy as he presented his membership card. The leather jacket he had on moved like soft butter as he put the card in his wallet before it went back into the side pocket.  

Catching a whiff of his scent in the air, you wanted to melt to the floor. Sandalwood. It was earthy and it warmed your whole body.

You could make out his voice from where you were hiding in the gift shop. It was deep and raspy as he talked to Mandy. He took off his baseball hat and ran his fingers through his thick brown hair. He stuffed the hat into the back pocket of his jeans as he laughed at something Mandy had said.

Damn her. You were jealous.

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Summer Holidays: ReggiexReader! Oneshot

hey guys, just a quick lil fluffy oneshot I wrote about Reggie! I’m not really sure if I like this one, but I just wanted to write something kinda cute. If anyone has any prompts, please send them to my ask, though I can’t promise I will write them all!

Summary: Reggie x (Y/N) Flufffff.

(This gif is NOT mine. Credit to @joeck for this beautiful Zach Dempsey gif. Obv I’m aware its not Reggie, but I think it fits this oneshot so wellllllll.)

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Distractions + Bonus Chat

Pairing: T’Challa x F!Reader


T'challa x Reader where she wants to ask him out but the others find the most random things to ask to distract them     

A/N: The bonus chat is at the end of this. And Wade is in it, so as always, language.

Wanda has created a chatroom.

Wanda has added Y/N.

Wanda: So, how’d it go? Did you ask T'Challa yet?

Y/N: Something came up and he had to leave for Wakanda. It’s fine, I’ll ask him when he gets back.

Wanda: It could be months, Y/N. You shouldn’t wait. Ask him now.

Wanda: I know what you’re doing, and don’t you dare!

Y/N: Huh? I’m not doing… whatever it is that you presume I am.

Wanda: So you’re not searching for quotes on being patient as an excuse to not ask him now?

Y/N: Dammit, you know me too well!

Y/N: How would I ask him now, anyway?

Wanda: If only the Avengers had some secure, private means of communicating with each other…

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Too Much Chemistry

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: Both you and Peter are too distracted during a lab, and well, accidents are bound to happen.

A/N: Gif not mine!! I wrote this to take my mind off of all the stuff that happened today. This was also a request!!! I hope it’s good enough for you anon :-) Enjoy!!

The ambiance of a noisy Chemistry lab wasn’t really best suited for studying, but you had to make do.

Your nose was tucked deep into your Spanish textbook as you sat at your desk, waiting for the bell to ring and class to officially start. Though your teacher typically frowned upon anything other than the subject you were in being discussed in the lab, you had your book open under the table anyway. You silently hoped she wouldn’t catch you cramming for the test you had after lunch, one that you studied for all of the last night but still somehow felt unprepared for.

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❝ I want her with me. ❞

Plot: You and Yoongi are both idols and you’re dating. During a Music Award Show he confesses you’re his girlfriend. 

Pairing: YoongixReader

Words count: 2,8k+

Genre: Fluff 

For anon, I hope you like it cutie! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥

“PDnim wants to talk to me, can you stay here with Hobi waiting for me?”  

Yoongi’s request, you just nodded with lightness, giving him a little peck onto his cheek.  

You were accustomed to his continual disappearances, so the fact that he left you alone at that time with Hoseok didn’t bother you that much. In fact, you appreciate spending time with the rest of the Bangtan, because they were as much important as of your own family.  

He smiled at you and your heart made a little flip, not yet accustomed to that sweetness that brightened his eyes every time he looked at you. Nine months and you still felt like a little girl struggling with the first crush.  

“Y/N, come and dance with me!” Hoseok screamed and dragged you to the center of the big Rehearsal room, shaking his head repeatedly; “I don’t accept a no, Y/N. I know you know how to dance!”  

“Hobi I can’t compete with you, you’re a dance freak!”  

“In fact, you have to dance with me, don’t compete!”  

You could not argue with that statement because he was theoretically right, so giggling you started to follow the rhythm of music and move along with him, without being able to keep the laughter. With Jung Hoseok it was practically impossible not to laugh.  

“You say we can change Jin Hyung with you? You dance much better than him! ”  

“Brat I heard you! You should be thankful I don’t spit into your food when I cook! ”  

Seokjin’s voice took you by surprise and you immediately hopped towards him, worried that Hoseok’s “harsh” sentence had been able to offend him in some way. You did puppy’s eyes and he smiled at you, making you sigh with relief. You were still not accustomed to the way they sometimes joked with each other, you cared like a mom nobody was offended or they fight due to trivial things..  

Dating Yoongi had, automatically, involved acquiring six brothers to care for.  

“Yoongi?? He must come and try the outfit for the show tomorrow night. ” Seokjin murmured, made a mess with your hair gently, laying his gaze on Hoseok that just shrugged his shoulders.  

“PDnim wanted to talk to him.. and about the show, I have to go… I also have to try my dress. Can you tell Yoongi that I had to run away?” You asked, hopping to the table to retrieve your purse. Seokjin and Hoseok watched you, amused and cheered by your presence.  

They still wondered how it was possible that you and Yoongi were a couple because you two were completely opposed. But maybe that was your secret, even because they didn’t know the most private side of you.  

Hoseok hugged you from behind, greeting and pretending desperation that you had to go away, so you gave him a pinch on his arm and he pretended to fall to the ground in pain.  

“Don’t worry Y/N, we’ll tell him.. And don’ mind Hoseok ” Seokjin reassured you with a caring and sweet tone while you threw him a flying kiss, which he pretended to take by making a small leap.  

Coming out of the rehearsal room you ran towards one of the side exits of the building, starting to wear the mask and one of Yoongi’s hat. You didn’t want anyone to recognize you because your relationship was still secret, for both your managers’ and companies will.  

It wasn’t a problem for you the secrecy, even in those months you enjoyed the opportunity to know Yoongi away from the public, only you two. And it turned out to be such a pure and fragile soul that falling in love with him had been easy.  

Distracted by your thoughts you came out of the building, after repeatedly checking that there were no fans or even worse paparazzi, walking towards your car.  

Yes, you had to go get ready for the next day show, but the urge to do it was very low since you should have spent hours making your makeup, scolded by your stylistic and hairstylist Unnie.  

Sometimes you just didn’t like your idol life at all.  

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Slow and Steady

A Bucky Barnes One-Shot

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Word Count: 1390

Warnings: 18+ Smut. Unprotected sex, dirty talk, swearing. NSFW gif toward the bottom. PWP… no plot here, just sex with Bucky.

Request Prompt: After taking things slow, Bucky decides he is finally ready to have sex with you. (Post CA:CW Cryo)

A/N: This was supposed to be a drabble for my follower celebration, but it just kept getting longer and longer so it’s now a one-shot. (credit to the gif owners)

Originally posted by secretly-buckybarnes

I want you.”

Three simple words, formed into a little sentence.

You stood in front of him, heart racing and body slightly shivering. You have waited for those words to leave his lips for months.

Bucky walked slowly to you. He reached up to cup your jaw in his flesh hand, “You’ve been so patient with me,” he whispered. “Any other person would have given up on me.”

You shook your head, “I have been perfectly content to wait for as long you needed me to.” You said. “I still will wait if you want too.”

He smiled at you softly, “Oh doll, I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“What do you need me to do?” You whispered, not knowing what to do with your hands.

He slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. Such a simple kiss, but it was enough to send fireworks through your body.

When he leaned away, that small smile was still there. “I know this is going to sound weird because our whole relationship has been slow,” he said, unease creeping into his voice. “But I need to take this slow too.”

You brought your arms up to wrap around his waist, “I’m ok with slow.”

His hand went to the back of your neck, pulling you into his body. “God, I love you.” He said before slanting his lips over yours again.

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Hesitant || Kisses Series

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Warnings: jealous protective Steve, Scheming Nat, and fluff, Whole lotta fluff

Word Count: 2300+

Summary: Love has many different ways of expressing itself. One form, is the different ways you share a kiss.

A/N: So I drove home over the weekend, a nearly 16 hour drive. Now I’m home for a few days so hopefully I can get a few more parts out of my stories… If my mother will ever leave me alone. Also, I am not by any means great a proof reading to begin with, and the exhaustion doesn’t help much. This is a longer part, one I struggled with writing. I knew where I wanted it to go, but couldn’t figure out how to put it into words. . I hope you guys enjoy!! 

The gif is not mine. Credit to the wonderful owner.

Cheeky | Hesitant | Wake up | Sloppy | In the Moment | Distracted | Breathtaking

“What on God’s green earth is wrong with the two of you?” Y/N snarled at Bucky and Sam, who for some reason over the past few days were quiet literally breathing down the back of her neck. They both grinned sheepishly at her, but otherwise ignored her question. Y/N rolled her eyes and elbowed them out of the way and headed towards her room. She found herself running from the two of them more often than usual.

Typically, Y/N wouldn’t mind the hugs. She didn’t have room to argue about their touchiness for the first day or so. But then it got progressively worse as they days drug on. Sam was the extreme of the two. He would either drag her into his side or stand behind her and wrap his arms around her waist. He’d make a big show about getting a hug when others were in the room. Then if Bucky was in the room, he’d fight with Sam for her attention. Y/N had no idea what was going on with the two of them and quiet honestly, it was driving her crazy.

The final straw was when she was sitting on the couch watching TV with Steve and Natasha. Bucky and Sam had both walked into the living room and spotted Y/N beside Steve. Sam moved first, sitting beside Y/N and practically dragging her away from her cuddle fest with Steve. Bucky growled at Sam, and tried to man handle her into his own arms. Before she could start to argue, Steve quickly stood and scooped up Y/N into his arms without a word. He motioned for Natasha to switch seats and took her place on the love seat with Y/N settled on his lap. Bucky and Sam watched the two of them situated on the seat, shooting each other grins. Natasha eyed them from her new seat. A smile grew when she caught on, not having missed their behavior shifts the past week. When Steve leaned down to press a kiss against Y/N’s crown, all three had to stifle laughter.

Since then, Steve wouldn’t let either Sam nor Bucky near Y/N. He didn’t get why they were suddenly so clingy. The feeling in the pit of his stomach grew each time they reached out to Y/N, a possessive side that he never knew he had before. He was irritated when they’d touch her, he felt his hackles rise and wanted to snap at them, to tell them to back off. The impulse startled him. He never had problems with them before, so why did it bother him out of nowhere? Y/N wasn’t his to control who could and couldn’t touch her. It wasn’t until Natasha cornered him that he started to put the two and two together.

“Bucky and Sam have a bet against you.” Steve was sitting in the kitchen, two days after the living room incident, drinking his morning coffee Y/N had made for him. She had wandered out of the kitchen to find Tony, leaving Steve open for attack. Steve gave Natasha a bemused look before lifting the cup to his lips. “Bucky thinks you’ll ask out Y/N by the end of the month, Sam thinks it’ll be by the end of the week, which is tomorrow.”

Steve paused as he lowered his cup. Natasha intentionally left the sentence open, a smirk on her face. He didn’t want to ask the question. He wasn’t going to touch this conversation with a ten-foot pole. Steve shifted in his seat uncomfortable as Natasha smirk grew with each shift. He wasn’t going to ask it.

“What, Natasha?” He blurted, the mounting pressure too much for him to handle. Natasha let out a soft chuckle, her eyes flashed dangerously as she looked him up and down.

“I bet I can get you to ask her out tonight. You and I both know, I don’t ever loose my bets.”

Half an hour later, Steve was all but dragged and thrown into the lab with Tony being ushered out by a very convincing Natasha.

“Alright, alright. You don’t have to threaten the prototype. I’ll leave.” Tony huffed with hands raised in surrender. He cast a curious glance at the blushing blonde and his confused helper before he left with Natasha. He’d ask F.R.I.D.A.Y. to pull up the video feed for the lab while he got answers out of Natasha in the other room.

Y/N watched them leave the room, blinking up at Steve whose face was a dark shade of red.

“Steve, what’s up?” She stood from the stool and moved over to his side. Steve shifted in place, rubbing the back of his neck while he adverted his eyes. Y/N frowned. He seemed uncomfortable, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it. Slipping her arms around his waist, Y/N held onto him tightly.

“You know you can talk to me, right?” She spoke softly, her cheek pressed against his chest. She could hear his heart beat hammering in his chest. When he took in a shuddering breath, she heard the catch and his exhale. Steve hesitated, hands raised to wrap around the smaller woman. Clenching his eyes shut, he decided it was now or never.

“I was wondering, well hoping- I mean, would you be willing to- if you want” Steve stuttered, finding it harder with each mess up to ask what he had wanted since they day he met her. Y/N pulled her head from his chest so she could tilt up to look at him. Steve’s breath caught at her expression, her brows furrowed and eyes shining with concern. Y/N was genuinely worried for Steve. It wasn’t often he stumbled over his words. He was always so sure of what he wanted, it was one of the many things that she admired about him.


Her gentle voice brought Steve back. He felt the jitters from before fading away when he focused on her. He still couldn’t get over the way she fit in his arms, how she only ever called him Steve and never Cap like the others. She was so kind to everyone. Y/N was the reason for the laughter in the compound. He focused on how his heart would stop every time she smiled or laughed. He wanted to be the reason for her laughter. Steve had decided he wanted so much more with her before, his fear of what was to come was nothing compared to the happiness he felt when he had her in his arms.

“What I’m trying to say.” He started as he cupped her cheek, gently rubbing his thumb on her chin. “Would you like to go on a date with me? Tonight?”

Y/N froze. She had dreamed of the day when Steve would finally ask her out. Her own insecurities kept her from asking him herself, or she would have done so much sooner. She also knew he had his own demons to deal with, and didn’t want to cause him any discomfort.  Her heart almost burst in her chest at his words. Her smile was blinding and contagious, Steve’s own smile mirror hers.

“Yes, I’d love to go out with you tonight!” Y/N laughed, tightening her hold on his waist. Steve chuckled, returning the hug. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes away from her face. Everything she did was captivating. From how her eyes crinkled at the corners, to how she smiled widely up at him and right down to how tightly she held onto him. He blinked as a thought crossed his mind. He had fallen for her. Hard.

“Then it’s a date.” He spoke breathlessly. The two stood there for a moment longer, not realizing that in the other room Natasha was gloating to Sam and Bucky, palm up as she waited for her money. Reluctantly, they passed over their $20, muttering under their breaths.

Y/N was a bundle of nerves when she got ready for the date later that night. Steve told her to dress causal, they weren’t going to anything fancy. So, she wore her go-to outfit, a pale pink off the shoulder top tucked in her favorite high waist jean skirt. She was slipping on her sandals when Steve came to pick her up. He stood at the door with a small bashful smile and giant bouquet of her favorite flowers. Lavender and White Tulips.

“Steve, they’re gorgeous!” Y/N gasped, burring her nose in the flowers to take in their fragrance.

“Not as gorgeous as you are.” Steve countered, a light blush spreading on his cheeks. He hadn’t meant to let that slip out of his mouth. Instead, he was rewarded with Y/N’s giggle and a kiss against his cheek. Once she put the bouquet in a vase with water, the two of them went off on their first date, Steve leading the way to the garage hand in hand. Both were nervous, stumbling over their words in the silence of the car. But after a few minutes of awkward bumbling, they realized how ridiculous they were being. Conversation flowed easier once they moved past the awkward.

“Mini golf?”  Y/N bounced excitedly while her nose pressed against the window as they arrived. Steve chuckled, nodding as he moved around to help her out the car. Natasha told him this was one of the things Y/N admitted to have never done before, and expressed her desire to go try the game out. He figured it was a good idea, and from how she was grinning from ear to ear, he knew he chose wisely. 

Steve also learned that Y/N was a natural at mini golf. Either that she had excellent beginners luck. They spent the entire date with Steve over shooting and Y/N almost getting a hole in one every time. By the end of the night, Steve was ready to throw in the towel. Y/N thought his pouting was adorable, giggling when he began muttering oaths under his breath when he saw the score card.

“Come on. Let’s get something to eat. I’m starving after kicking your butt all night.” Y/N winked as she dragged Steve towards the car. Steve whined for a moment but let her drag him away, grinning broadly at the back of her head. The two went to one of their favorite burger joints and spent the rest if the evening losing track of time together. It wasn’t until the waitress came to tell them they were closing, that they realized they had been there for over three hours.

“I had fun tonight.” Steve said as they walked into the compound. He looked down at Y/N through his lashes, his heart swelling at her leaning against his side.

“I did too.” All too soon they found themselves outside Y/N’s room. Y/N stood with her back to the door, hands clasped in front of her. She looked up at Steve, the corners of her lips turning up at the happiness she saw on Steve’s face. It wasn’t often he looked as elated as he did now. All because of her. “We should do this again.”

Steve hummed in agreement, his brows furrowed at the thought of leaving her. Tentatively, he stepped forward, running his fingers down her forearm to grasp her hands. Y/N flushed at the touch, his boldness unusual. His right hand reached to tilt her face up, his eyes searching her face for any discomfort. While he saw none, he was still uncertain. What if he read her wrong? What if this messed up the entire night?  

Hesitant, Steve leaned down making sure his eyes never left hers as he closed the distance between them. Her breath fanned against his lips, eyes fluttering shut when he pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. Fireworks exploded in his stomach, the kiss stole his breath. It was modest in the beginning, a soft uncertain touch between them that quickly intensified as Y/N returned the kiss. They clutched each other, Steve groaning softly as he pulled her against his chest. The world grew silent around them, and all that existed was them. The kiss turned from one, to two, then three. Both were drowning in the touch of the other, Steve pressing her back against the door. Neither stopped until the need to breath was too great to ignore, but even then, they only pulled away far enough to suck in air.

Steve’s eyes fluttered open, taking in Y/N’s flushed appearance. One of her hands had wound up to tangle in his hair while the other gripped the front of his shirt. He clung to her for a moment more before he let her go. Y/N bit back a whine but loosened her grip on his shirt. No one had ever kissed her that way before, it made her realize that all other kisses she had before this were wrong. She wanted more, already craving more of his touch.

Steve stepped away, his arms still loosely holding her hips. As much as he didn’t want to leave her, he knew the evening had to end. He already planned for many more nights out, and planned for several more kisses to be shared. If she would have him, of course. From the giddy, dazed expression she sent his way, he didn’t have a thing to be worried about.

Leaning down once more with more confidence, he shared another kiss and whispered a gentle goodbye against her soft lips. Y/N watched in a daze as he turned to leave, her hands fumbling behind her to find the doorknob. She floated into the room, her fingers gently touching her lips. Yes, she really did hope there would be more nights like this.

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“I can feel you staring.” You muttered, keeping your focus solely on the study notes that you were supposed to have done last week. 

“Am not!”

“Are too.” 

“Am not!” As creepy as it sounded, Harry liked staring at you. (He called it ‘observing in adoration’ to make it less stalker-ish.) It wasn’t like he was doing it to annoy you, he just… thought you had a nice face to stare at. You were especially nice to look at when you were in your studying mode, with your eyebrows occasionally knitting together as you erased something out on the page, or when your lips would purse when you were thinking especially hard about what to write next. 

Of course, you found it extremely distracting. Whenever someone was staring at you, you’d lose focus easily and you wouldn’t be able to properly translate the thoughts in your head to words in your notebook. And as much as you loved the attention from Harry, you needed to get work done! 

“Don’t you have some emails or something to reply to?” Was your attempt to try and get Harry to do something else rather than have his eyes glued on you. 

“Did that all last night.” He hummed, smiling lightly when you huffed in response. 

“Then do something else, but don’t just sit there and watch me.” There was a moment of silence where you could still feel his eyes on you. 

“You can’t prove that I’m watchin’ yeh.” You looked up quickly to try and catch him in the act, only to have Harry immediately look up and divert his gaze to the ceiling. “You’ve been working for nearly two hours straight. Your brain needs a rest or it’ll short circuit! Remember last time?” 

The last time you had studied for two hours straight was when you had forgotten you had a history test the next morning and the only thing keeping you up was continuously downing energy shots. (You ended up crashing in the middle of the test but luckily your professor gave you another shot - you aced the test, obviously.)

“Give me another hour and I’ll take a break.” You waved Harry off, trying to get back onto the train of thought that had just left the station. What were you writing about again? 

“Can’t you take a little break? C’mon, I’m bored. Entertain me!” Harry pouted, twirling in a circle on your rolling chair before stopping. “As much as I like staring at your face, I’d like to get into more active things to pass the time.” He murmured, getting up from the chair and making his way over to the bed. Plopping himself down next to you, Harry looked down at your notebook as you continued scribbling things down.

“Well, go figure it out in the living room because I- Hey!” You didn’t have a chance to finish your sentence before Harry was snatching your notebook out from underneath you and holding it up in the air as he scrambled off the bed. “Harry!” You gasped, getting off the bed and padding over to him, getting up on your tiptoes as you reached for your book. Your fingers barely brushed over the pages, making you jump up a little to try and take it back from your irritating boyfriend. 

“Take a break,” Harry commanded, giggling when your fingers poked into his sides to try and get his arms to a level where you could reach for the book. “You can have this back after an hour.” 

“I don’t have time for- You are such a distraction.” You groaned, jumping up one more time and reaching up only to have Harry quickly move to hide the book behind his back. Your bottom lip pushed out in a small pout before a lightbulb went off in your head. “Fine. I’ll take a break.” 

“Good!” Harry grinned, still keeping your book behind his back. 

“You said you wanted to find a more active way to pass the time?” You smirked, Harry’s eyes widening when your arms snaked around his neck. Leaning in, you began to sponge kisses to Harry’s jawline, keeping your eyes locked on your book when Harry blindly set it down on the desk. 

“I mean, I was going to suggest a jog, but it seems like someone has a different idea…” Harry purred, hooking a finger under your chin and pulling you in for a kiss as his arm wrapped around your waist. Before Harry could walk the two of you over to the bed, you turned around so that he pushed you up against the desk instead, his lips now pressing kisses to your neck while his hands squeezed at your waist. A part of you was tempted to actually take a small break because Harry’s touch always put you in a trance, but your notebook was calling your name… You tried to reach for the book subtley, your fingers once again brushing over the cover lightly and- “Nice try, missy.” You jumped when Harry’s hand shot out to push the book off the desk, his face still tucked in the crook of your neck. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” It was funny how you were still trying to convince yourself to push Harry away and grab your book even when his fingers were already undoing the button on your jeans - once he had gotten you on your back on your bed, the idea of studying was long forgotten. 

“You said you were going to take a break, and I’m planning to take full advantage of that statement.” 

You could spare an hour. 


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Originally posted by mostly-jensen

A Beautiful Distraction

Characters: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 616

Warnings: none

A/N: It’s not long or much, but it’s sweet. It’s not even remotely edited. Enjoy. Thanks @feelmyroarrrr for submitting the gif so long ago you probably forgot about it.

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Bittersweet Anguish - T.H

A/N: Something small n sad that I’ve been working om

Warnings: Sadness at first but overall fluff

“I’ve been trying so hard lately, I’m trying so damn hard to make long distance work but it feels like it amounts to nothing.” You said and placed a shaky finger on the end call button, preparing to hang up before things got to rough.

You new any moment now someone would knock on his trailer door and he’d have to leave for filming, then you wouldn’t receive a call, text or even snapchat from your boyfriend of 2 years for the next 3-5 days. But you’d sit by your phone and wait for him to text, even though you knew he was beyond busy.

“I love you Tom, but i need to know that you love me too and i’m not just weighing you down” You finished

“You know i love you darling, i’m doing this for us. W-when I come home-” Mid way through his sentence, Tom was cut off by that dreaded knock. The knock that ended your call at only 4 minutes, 32 seconds.

4 days without a word from Tom and all you get is a 4 minute, 30 second call

“I don’t want to have to feel like a burden to my own boyfriend Tom, I’m sorry, just- I don’t want this anymore” With that you ended the call. Once Tom’s face was off of the screen you broke down, letting all of the pent up emotion out into you and Tom’s shared apartment. Tessa ran up to you, whimpering and whining, she missed Tom just as much as you.

You hated feeling so selfish, but you couldn’t help but want some love from your long term boyfriend. You knew how important the movie was to him, he couldn’t have any distractions right now.

You missed his cologne enveloping you as you slept besides him, his arms around your waist and sometimes his nose pressed against your neck. You craved his company and affection. You wanted- no needed to feel like lips against yours and his laugh echoing off the walls of your 2 bedroom apartment.

Now, all you’d had for the last 4 months was his pillow and a few t-shirts that no longer smelled like him, you had memories and videos of the practical jokes you use to play on each other and the rare gif or boomerang where he’d be looking at you like you’re the only girl that matters or placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

You waited and waited, not a call nor text from your boyfriend- now ex boyfriend. With a sigh you gave up staring at your phone, realising it wasn’t going to buzz anytime soon and slid into bed, deciding to sort out your new living situation in the morning. Tessa curled up at the end of bed and plonked down, you loved having her company.


You had to say it must’ve been around 4 am when you woke up to someone placing what sounded like keys on the nightstand and slid into bed next to you, your sudden reflex was to scream but the person slammed a hand down over your mouth before you could.

You wondered why Tessa didn’t freak out and start attacking the intruder, always being overly protective of both you and Tom.

“Shh, It’s just me darling” The British voice spoke

Suddenly you felt all your muscles relax, all trace of fear and thoughts that you were about to die fled your brain, it was just Tom.

“Tom? W-what are you doing here? You’re meant to be filming” You spoke after he removed his hand

“I spoke to the director and told him i had a family emergency, they’re going to be filming with the other guys for a few days until i can get back” He started “After you hung up i got on the first plane i could and here i am” he finished

Your heart practically melted. Only a few hours ago you were mad at him, now you just wanted to jump into Tom’s comforting arms

“I’m sorry, i-i was selfish and-” Tom cut you off by placing a soft kiss on your trembling lips

“I’m here, i couldn’t wait a second longer to see you again” He spoke once he pulled away

You practically threw yourself into his arms, you could’ve sworn his muscles had gotten bigger in the last 4 months but you weren’t complaining.

Yesterday’s argument was completely forgotten as you enveloped yourself in his body. Arms and legs intertwined as he rocked you two back and forth.

“Let’s talk about what happened in the morning, okay darling? I don’t know about you but i’m dead tired and it’s been awhile since i’ve slept in a bed this comfortable”

You laughed lightly at his successful attempts to soften the air between you two

“I have no objections Spiderman”

Originally posted by parkrpeters


Title: The Fearless Spiderman

Tom hits his head after he trips because he saw a spider and Y/N can’t help but tease him about being Spiderman.

Words: ~ 1700


I wake up with a soft groan escaping my lips and I roll over, bumping against the sleeping beauty next to me. Tom’s lips were slightly parted, a few strands covering his forehead while his arms were tiredly wrapped around me. I looked around, spotting Tessa sleeping peacefully at the end of the bed, and
I snuggled deeper into Tom after pulling the blanket back over us.

I loved waking up early. But only to cuddle with my brunet boyfriend, enjoying his embrace and staring at his handsome features.
Letting out a satisfied hum, I ran my fingers through his soft hair that I adored so much before my hand lingered on the back of his neck. My eyes wandered over his face, memorising it like I always did, never wanting to forget his face. My gaze stopped at his lips which I had kissed so many times before and still, I hadn’t kissed them enough. And I would probably never reach this particular achievement: Sucessfully kissed Tom Holland ’s lips so many times that there’s no need to do it anymore.

I leaned down to kiss his lips briefly and he hummed quietly but didn’t wake up before a smile formed on my lips.
Sighing dreamily, I ran my fingers through his curls again and again and again. After about 10 minutes of admiring my boyfriend I carefully freed myself from him, leaving our bed to make some breakfast.

After two years of dating him, I knew how much he liked me taking care of him when he had a rough week. And there was nothing more in this world that I wanted more than Tom to be perfectly happy.

My feet left a tapping sound on the cold tiles as I headed to the kitchen, thinking about what to make for breakfast.
I yawned before pressing the button of the coffee machine, impatiently waiting for my morning medicine. And while listening to that familiar buzzing sound of the machine, I filled the kettle with water for Tom’s tea.

Leaning against the counter and carefully taking a sip of my coffee, I mindlessly stared into nothing. Despite loving to wake up early next to my lovely boy I needed a lot of time to be fully awake in my head.
Placing my favourite spiderman mug on the counter, I filled Tom’s mug with the boiled water before I put in the teabag.

Out of nowhere, Tom suddenly stood behind me as if he had teleported himself. I jumped slightly as his arms sneaked around my waist before he pressed my back into his chest, his chin resting on my shoulder. “Morning, darling.”, he breathed out right next to my ear and I turned around in his arms, smiling at him. “Morning, Tommy.”

My eyes were on the height of his lips, making it almost impossible for me to look somewhere else and to think about something else than kissing those soft lips.
Without any control over my body, my head leaned forward and my lips collided with his, my hands resting on his shoulders while his were firmly placed on my waist. But before I could even dig my fingers into his messy curls he pulled back, “Ew, you taste like coffee.”
A disgusted look was on his face before I playfully hit him and shot back, “And your breath stinks.”

He chuckled softly before he let go of me completely, looking behind me with curiosity in his brown eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Breakfast.”, I replied, “Now, you go back to bed. I’m taking in care of you today.”
Playfully pushing him out of the kitchen, I tried to give him a serious look but rolled my eyes with a smile when he smirked at me. “Wow, you’re bossy today.”, he said with a flirty tone and I shook my head, laughing.
“I meant that in the most innocent way.”, I defended myself, “Now get some rest.”

When Tom finally left the kitchen, I turned around and opened the fridge to-

“BLOODY HELL!”, I heard Tom’s voice before the sound of furniture being moved and then a loud thud. “TOM?” Then Tessa barked loudly.
Panicking, I left the kitchen only to see Tom laying on the floor holding his head. I hurried next to him, my knees hitting the ground before my hands reached out to him.
“Oh my god… Tom, are you okay?”, I wanted to know, panic clear in my voice.
“Yeah, I guess.”, he mumbled, my hands grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up into a sitting position. “But my head hurts. I hit it on the dresser.” Tessa liked Tom’s face, excitedly jumping next him. “Tessa, I’m okay.”, he soothed her, petting her head.

I carefully took his head in my hands, investigating it. “There’s no blood.”, I sighed in relief before looking into his shock-filled eyes. “What the hell just happened?”, I wanted to know and Tom wordlessly pointed behind me.

Turning around, I saw a little spider on the wall. I bit my lip trying to keep myself from laughing at him. “I had a mini heart attack when I saw this monster and fell back against the couch and then I tripped. And then I hit my head.”, he told me quietly, his right hand pressing against his head.

He looked so cute and vulnerable, I couldn’t help but smile at him. “Aww you poor baby.”
“No, seriously. It’s coming to get me!”, he said with panic in his voice after the spider slowly crawled an inch further.
“Maybe you actually can summon an army of spiders, spiderling.”, I teased while helping him stand up. “It’s SpiderMAN.”, he rolled his eyes.

Swaying a bit to the side, he supported his weight with his hand on the dresser and crushed against it.
I gave him a worried look, “Are you sure that you’re okay?”
He shook his head, tensing up when he looked up the spider again. “Let’s get you into bed, Spiderman.”, I suggested but Tom shook his head quickly. “I won’t go near this thing.”
“Okay.”, I smiled before my hands cupped his face, pulling him towards me before our lips met.

My right hand wandered over his shoulder to his arm and I could feel his muscles relax from my touch before he sighed into the kiss. My hand sneaking to his side and then to his back, I slowly stepped backwards. Step after step, pulling him towards the bedroom while our lips softly moved together.
But Tom pulled back when he realised that I was only distracting him, his hands grabbing my wrists.
“Nice try, my love.”, he only chuckled before he pecked my lips and went over to the couch to sit down. Tessa followed him, laying down on the couch and closing her eyes while Tom stroked her back.

“The fearless Spiderman can’t even get near to a spider.”, I laughed and ruffled his hair, a pout forming on his lips when he crossed his arms. Making my way back to the kitchen, I heard Tom’s complain, “Where are you going, darling. Don’t leave me! It will attack me.”
“I’m getting some ice. We don’t want Spiderman to be out of order, do we?”, I chuckled while putting some Ice into a towel before I went back to my whiny boyfriend.

Straddling his lap, I put the towel on the back of his neck while staring onto his brown eyes. “You’re the best girlfriend ever.”, he whispered before his arms wrapped around me and he pecked my lips, my free hand reaching upwards to stroke his hair. “And you’re my spiderboyfriend.”
Letting out a satisfied hum, he pressed me against him to hide his face in the crook of my neck. His hot breath tickled the skin of my neck, causing shivers to run down my back.

“The actor of Spiderman being afraid of spiders, isn’t that ironic?”, I grinned and he shook his head. “It’s definitely not funny! Stop grinning or you’ll regret.”, he warned, leaning back to look at me.“But it’s so cute!”, I objected, pouting my lower lip. His gaze flickered down to my lips before he returned the smile he saw on my lips.

“And I told you to stop grinning!”, he smirked at me before leaning in, his wet lips attacking the side of my neck with sweet, little kisses. I squeled at the contact of his lips on my skin, subconsciously pressing myself against him and tilting my head to the side after Tom decided to use his tongue.
I sighed quietly when I felt the heat rushing to my face, letting the wet towel falling onto the couch before tightly grabbing his shoulders with both of my hands.

“If this is your way of making me regret teasing you”, I deeply breathed in, “then it’s totally worth it.” He chuckled softly and I could feel his smile against my skin before he started sucking on my sweet spot, making me moan quietly.
Wanting to hear one of those sexy sounds from him, I began grinding my hips against his causing him to moan as well. His hands wandered over my sides to my tighs, gently rubbing over the soft fabric of my pyjama shorts. Feeling the electricity coming from his touch, I let out another moan but suddenly Tom pulled back.

“Sorry, I-I can’t…”, he admitted quietly and I looked at him with panic in my eyes. “You’re not gonna break up with me, are you? ‘Cause you just said that I-”
“What? No! I’m not…”, he interrupted me and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Why do you even start a sentence like that?”, I mumbled, my body still recovering from this and the things he did to me with his soft lips.

“I just meant… you look super hot in that pyjamas but I can’t concentrate with this monster chilling on the wall.”, he explained simply making me chuckle.

He was by far the cutest spiderboyfriend.


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New Orleans wasn’t a place for the faint hearted. It bore secrets. Chaos brewed all around. Vendettas were aimed at anyone. And power struggles turned into war.

Ever since Kol returned to being a vampire again, he acted different, which wasn’t all that surprising. The hungry he was so used to not feeling, overwhelmed him at the best of times. The target for being a Mikaelson was the one thing you knew he battled with on a day to day basis. No matter what you did to try and help him transition from a witch to a vampire, you knew that nothing could be done to heal the anger, to steady those heightened emotions.

“Another bloody disaster that was!”, Kol clenched his fists upon entering the room.

You were taking time out to relax. Things around the compound had been relatively quiet, leaving you with the chance to get back into doing what you love - reading. Putting the book down onto your lap, Kol roughly took off his jacket. Not knowing what had gotten him so fired up, you opted to ask.

“And what disaster has gotten you so worked up now?”.

Kol sat on the edge of the bed, taking a few deep breaths. Moving the book form your lap to the bedside table, you moved closer to Kol. Once you reached him, your hands started to massage his shoulders.

“Everything in this city, that’s what. The people, the noise, the god damn chaos. It’s never ending Y/N and it never will be, not for people like us”. He explained.

People like us, he was referring to the supernatural. The vampires, witches, werewolves, even hybrids. You stopped massaging his shoulders and glided your hands down his chest, he held onto your arm.

“New Orleans has it’s flaws, but this city is home”. You breathed.

Something in that sentence made Kol jump up with distaste. “Home!? Darling, this isn’t home for me and it never will be. We don’t have to stay here, let everyone else deal with what’s happening or what will happen. Y/N, can we leave this awful city now?. Before one or both of us gets killed”.

Staring at Kol, you sensed a wave of emotions that he was experiencing. In order to calm him down, you got off the bed and walked bare foot over the floor boards and into his arms.

“You want to leave, just like that? What about Elijah, Rebekah, even Klaus?”. You debated.

Kol rolled his eyes and put some distance between you and him. “And what about us, love? Don’t you want to live problem free, without being threatened with death everyday?”. Taking two big steps, he hovered over you. One hand on situated on your waist, the other caressing your cheek. “I want us to be safe, I bloody need you to be safe. And the only way that’s going to happen is if we leave”.

He leaned in a bit closer, breath could be felt on your bare skin. “We can get a small house somewhere far away, possibly overlooking the beach or a meadow. Just imagine waking up in each others arms, not having to worry about if today will be our last”. His head tilted and his lips begun working your neck. Each word was accompanied by a kiss. “It can be just us, darling. No interruptions, no worries, no distractions…well expect for each other of course”. He cheekily added.

You couldn’t help but smile at that. Kol vamp sped across the room and lifted you up onto the table. “What do you say, love? Leave this city with me. Let’s start our own lives together”.

Thoughts were scattered all over the place. Kol stopped leaving his mark on your neck and locked eyes with you. Biting your lip, you didn’t know what to think, let alone what to say.

“If we leave, you know we’ll get roped back in again. Your family needs you Kol”. Replying back softly. And even though you were trying to convince Kol, you sat on the table not even convinced yourself that staying was a good idea.

His hand rested on your right thigh, and he clenched his jaw. “Your my family too Y/N. I’ve been stuck in a coffin and then killed twice, I’m not going to stick around and wait for either of those things to happen again. Please, let’s just leave and if it doesn’t work then we’ll return. But we owe it to ourselves to give us a fair chance at survival”.

Pulling him down by the neck and stopping just inches away from his lips you faintly whispered. “If you want to leave, then I’ll leave with you Kol Mikealson. Whenever you go, I go”.

Smirking, you wrapped your legs around his waist and the next thing you knew the both of you were laying on the bed. “I bloody love you”. He panted, sealing that response with a lustful kiss.



153. A: Don’t buy a girl flowers. Flowers die. Buy her a dragon.
        B: Because dragons don’t die?
        A: Because it’s hard to say “no” to something that can murder you instantaneously.
158. I’m not a hint taker, you need to speak up.

@preciousnewt Here you go, Love! :)

(with Andrew Garfield as the young Remus Lupin)

Remus was never the one to rabmle about his problems. If there was anything that bothered him he would either ignore it or deal with it on his own. Usually Sirius was the one to notice when something was going on and then tell James about it, and of course they would hot leave Remus until he spills it all out!

This time Sirius didn’t even have to ask. At first Remus tried to hide it, but it was inevitable because he was just so obvious. When it came down to girls James was confident, Sirius was smooth and Remus, well if he really, really liked the girl, Remus was just awkwardly shy.

And with those two dorks being his best mates he had to deal with a lot of teasing, especially when that certain someone was around them. One time Remus had to use the Mimble Wimble on them because they wouldn’t shut up!

“James, my friend, don’t you think Remus looks rather distracted this morning” - James looked at his friend, a wide grin spreading on his face “Yes, Sirius, you’re right. Can you think of any reason in particular?” their little gentlemanly chat was simply ignored by Remus, whose eyes had been stuck on your figure for the last couple of minutes.

But his daydreaming didn’t last for too long, he was quickly brought back to reality from Sirius’ voice “Ey,_____, would you care to join us for a second?” Sirius was waving his hand at you, while Remus was glaring a hole in his head. He was making gestures with his hands, kicking him under the table, but Sirius just rose his brows at him and said smugly “Ah,you want to say something? I’m sorry, Remus but I’m not a hint taker you’ll have to speak up”..

“How are you doing, guys? ” your sweet voice ringed in his ears. James was sitting next to Sirius, across from Remus, so your only option was to sit next to him, which you weren’t mad about at all.

“Hello, Remus” you greeted him with a smile, which he returned back, feeling to awkward to say anything.

“James, I heard you are now the captain of the Quidditch team!“ you congratulated him happily. You chatted with them for a while, had a good laugh at Sirius’ Summer stories. “I missed you guys, it’s always a good laugh when you’re around” you said almost hiccuping, and brushed a tear of laughter from under your eye.

As much as you loved talking with the two troublemakers, you couldn’t help but notice how quiet Remus was, but if there was something he would tell, so you just brushed it off. “I have to go guys, it was nice talking to you. Bye! – Bye Remus!” you waved at them with a smile and skipped back to your friends.

“Sirius, you little dunderhead!” Remus hissed, but his friend reached and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt “Listen you awkward potato, this girl is amazing and unlike you we’re not blind! She likes you, smart pants, so get your ass over there and ask her out!”

Remus was just shook by Sirius’ sudden outburst. He ran a hand though his hair nervously “What on Earth should I do? Like buy her flowers?” he asked, voice cracking in desperation.

“No man, don’t buy a girl flowers. Flowers die. You should buy her a dragon.

Remus blinked at his friend in confusion and retorted suspiciously “Because dragons don’t die?” - “Because it’s hard to say “no” to something that can murder you instantaneously.” 

There was a brief silence, the two friends just looking at each other, “Yea, Sirius, I don’t think that’s gonna work. Dragons are too expensive and I’m broke.” - “Who told you love is cheap buddy?”

“You two morons” - James chuckled and took a sip of his drink, but Sirius moved the bottom of the glass upwards, so James was now soaked in pumpkin juice. “Shut up, James.”

Remus has been nervous the whole day. He was told by Sirius what class you had now and to wait you to finish and finally ask you out. Don’t think he didn’t try to protest or even sneak out, but Sirius was just around the corner for ‘moral support’ as he said it himself.

The door of the classroom opened and he quickly turned his back, ready to leave, but reconsidered his decision after seeing the dangerous glare of his watchful friend. “Remus?”

He turned around quickly, facing your smiling face. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you in class?” the air felt thick in his lungs and his mouth was dry. You had unthinkable effect on him. “Yes - I mean no! I mean yes, I was supposed to be in class, but I was actually waiting for you”

What now? How has he supposed to ask you out? His hand reached to scratch his neck, head looking down, he was mumbling sometimes under his breath. “I’m sorry? I didn’t quite catch that.” you told him, taking a step forward, which did not stay unnoticed by him.

He cought in his hand nervously, fingers now rubbing his jaw and chin. “I was wondering if you had any plans for tonight?” his eyes glanced at you for a second, just enough to see you studying his face.

“No, I don’t actually” - you answered, a little smile creeping on your face “Do you have something on mind?” your lips curled up as you teasingly asked. It seemed like he couldn’t find himself a place, thoughts all over the place and heart beating rapidly.

Remus ran a hand though his hair, trying to find the right words, but looking at you - standing there in front of him, just looking so beautiful it made his head spin. “Ask her out already!” Sirius’ hysterical voice broke her silence and Remus took a deep breath trying not to curse at his dumb friend.

“Will you go out with me?” he finally managed to utter the sentence. This God damn sentence. A very heavy weight lifted off his shoulders, he was feeling so relieved.

You bit your lip gently, hugging your books closer to your chest “Yes” you laughed out, eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’d love to.” His face lit up like a Christmas tree, veins pumping so much adrenaline he could do a backflip if you asked him to!

“DID SHE SAY YES?” eyes rolling to the back his head, a very cringy Remus yelled back “yES NOW BUGGER OFF SIRIUS!”


Reader x Kol Mikaelson



Imagine: You had just been transformed into a vampire and commited your first kill, which induced you to turn off your emotions in order to help you cope. Yet, being so close to the Mikaelson family, they would not allow you to stay that way for long. However, despite how hard they try, the only one who manages to break down your walls is Kol Mikaelson.

Warnings: lights descriptions of torture, mostly fluff and swearing. no biggie. 

Word Count: 2503

I fell onto the cold, hard ground, finally realising what I had done. Blood was spilt across my face and my body, proving it was not just some twisted dream fabricated by my mind to punish me for becoming a vampire; no, I had actually killed all those people. Their limp forms were scattered throughout the dark room, their necks broken due to my brutally. A growing pain took over me, leading to a strangled, loud gasp to crawl out of my lips. The guilt was too much for me to overcome it so easily.

“Y/N?” A deep, somehow soft too, male voice cut through the devastating silence. “What happened here?”

“I murdered them.” I managed to blurt out, tears already streaming down my warm, red cheeks. “I was angry, scared, hungry. I-I couldn’t control myself, Kol. I just couldn’t.”

“Oh baby.” He whispered in a soothing tone, one I did not deserve. “I hate to see you like that! It was a mistake. You’re new, it happens.”

“No, no, no. I ripped these people from their lives. I shouldn't… I can’t!”

“Y/N, listen to me!” My eyes were screwed shut, yet, the salty teardrops kept descending, reaching my bottom lip. “Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

“Turn it off.” Someone else said, coming from behind Kol. “You don’t have to suffer because of this. Just turn it off.”

“Are you insane, mate?” The tall, brown haired man yelled, obviously mad at the proposition. “She’s not going to do this!”

Damon smirked, tilting his head slightly, whilst graciously leaning against a covered with scarlet blood wall. Although it was a entirely crazy idea, my Salvatore friend had a point. Turning my emotions off could be really helpful, for it would rule out of the game all distractions. It would help me develop as a vampire. Plus, if I experience even one more ounce of this crushing pain I have inside now, I would surely break.  

For one second I felt everything rushing through me, every bit of feeling, like pure energy was flowing inside my veins, and then it was over. I did not feel a thing. Not guilt, not sadness. Absolutely nothing. Solely void was left behind.

“Y/N, please tell me you didn't…”

A bright, wide smile curled my lips, revealing there was nothing that the mighty Mikaelson could do, except enjoy this new side of me.

“I did, honey bunch.” I winked at him, getting back on my own feet. “Now, if you excuse me, I have a few business to solve.”

“You’re not going anywhere.” Kol stated, grasping my wrist and forcing me to stay where I was. “And Damon, you better disappear before I have the chance to rip your heart out.”

Those words said, it took less than a split  second for the plain white room to get suddenly crowded. Stefan and Elena went to Damon’s side, gently clutching his arms, assuring he would stay in place; yet, they did not come alone, for Rebekah, Klaus and Elijah rapidly approached their reckless sibling as well. I sighed, starting to get utterly bored from this whole situation.

Klaus cleared his throat, moving one step ahead and shooting a fierce look towards the Salvatores. He was obviously not happy to be seeing this horrific scene.

“Alright, who is going to explain what has happened here​?”

“Why was Kol threatening Damon?” The brown haired doppelgänger quizzed, quirking an eyebrow. “I thought we had decided to call a truce. For Y/N’s sake.”

“He pushed Y/N into turning off her emotions.” The younger Mikaelson brother said, narrowing his eyes and still keeping me under his tight grip. However, even though this dialogue was annoying as hell, I could not care less about what was on the verge of happening. “Is it enough or you fellas need me to find another reason to be mad at the glorious Damon Salvatore?”

“You mean she…” Rebekah’s voice died out before she finished her sentence and her sibling replied with a weak nod. Man, those people were simply pathetic! “Let’s go home, then. We need to get Y/N back as soon as possible.”

Ultimately, I pushed Kol’s hand away from my upper arm and went to the centre of the room, staring each person standing in there. They had quickly formed a circle around me, perhaps thinking they could avoid my escape. Fools.

I chuckled, sustaining their strong glances at me and crossing my arms on my chest.

“Uh, if I may have a say on my own life, I don’t want to turn back on. I’m actually feeling pretty good the way I am.”

“I’m sorry, love, but you have no idea what you want right now.”

“Out of everyone, Klaus, I really thought you would appreciate this new version of me.” Licking my lips, I walked smoothly to where the Hybrid was whilst hearing everyone’s breathing hitch on their respective throats. “I was obviously wrong.”

“No, darling, you were wrong to get closer enough for me to this.”

Then Klaus, piecing his blue eyes on my own, got hold of my neck, his hands soft on the skin he grasped; sharing one last look, he swiftly twisted it, killing me where I stood. Yet, even though darkness engulfed me pretty quickly, I still formed one last thought: the blond Hybrid was totally right.

The room I woke up to was bright. And amazingly beautiful. Like it belong to a king. Or a queen. Its walls had a miscellaneous set of colours while the expensive furniture was perfectly positioned, like it had been made to that exact spot. The whole thing was simply perfect. However, whatever amazingness I should have been caught into, it was broken the second I realised I was chained up. Urgh, why couldn’t they just let me go? This is so boring!

“She’s awake.” Rebekah muttered, swinging the tall white doors open. “Hello, Y/N.”

“Oh, hello, munchkin.” An ironic smirk lied carelessly on my lips. “Such a nice day, isn’t it?”

“I definitely hate turned off Y/N.” She rolled her eyes, annoyed, yet, I could still see sadness playing on her gorgeous traits. “Come on. I want to try it first.”

“Poor Rebekah, always trying to save the ones she loves.” I said, staring at her emotionlessly. It was odd, though, for the memories of our friendship were still fresh in my mind.  I was not able to care, though. “Don’t you get tired?”

The blonde soaked a small blade in a transparent, thin liquid, right before she dug it into me. I could sense the stinging pain, yet, it was not enough. I smiled faintly at her failed attempt to flip the switch back on.

“Try harder, Bekah!” It was teasing. Oldest trick in the world to get people mad. The ones who cared, anyway. “Come on! Fight for me.”

“God, you are such a spoilt brat!” The original snarled, burying the knife deep within my flesh. “Why don’t you obey, for once, the elders?”

“Enough, sister.” Klaus put his hand on her shoulder, stopping her to go any further. “Let me handle it. I might have a better chance.”

“Uh, I feel so especial! The mighty Hybrid caring for me.” A maniac smile changed my traits, giving it a crazy gleam, as he took his sister’s place, removing the blade afterwards. “Well, I should, shouldn’t I? I don’t. I feel nothing. Or does boredom count?”

“Look at me, Y/N.” I raised my chin, defying him by fixating my eyesight on his. “Now pay attention: you are loved. By everyone in this family. We would risk everything for you. Do anything. You’re a Mikaelson just as much as I am. Why don’t you try for us? Me, Rebekah, Elijah, Kol…”

“Really, Niklaus? That’s the trick you are using? Trying to make me feel like I belong?”

“You do belong, Y/N.” He stroke my cheek, his slim fingers tracing my cheekbones. “You are family. Come back to your family.”

“Nah, I don’t think that’ll break me.”

Klaus allowed a tired exhale to slip, shaking his head. I could bet he thought this was going to be easy: just appeal to her loyalty towards her family and she’ll be right back on track. Not exactly, Nik. I bit my bottom lip to avoid a sneer laugh. .

“Don’t make it so difficult, sweetheart.”

“I wouldn’t if you just let me go.”

“You see, darling, that’s not happening. You either flip back on or flip back on. There’s no other possibility.”

“Now what is it? Rage? Or is it pity? Doesn’t matter. It won’t do the trick, Niklaus.”

My last remark had done it for the Hybrid, because the anger within his irises announced what he was going to do next: snap my neck. For the second time. It must be my lucky day.

Simply marvellous!

“Are you awake now, love?” Someone questioned, tenderly massaging my arms, bringing me to a rather spinning reality. I blinked quickly, adjusting to the new found darkness. “Are you okay?”

“I am fine. Perfectly fine.” My voice sounded hoarse, probably due to the hours I spent “asleep”.”I imagined you would be their last resource. The reckless Mikaelson. My boyfriend, or is it ex? I don’t quite know.”

“Oh dear, it’s going to take a lot more than a humanity switch off for you to get rid of me.” He chuckled, bitterly. “I didn’t come here to convince you that this is wrong. I’m afraid you already are aware of it.”

“Then what?” I whispered, fighting against the tiredness. It was getting harder and harder to not feel anything. The emotions were scraping the walls of my head, crawling back to where they belonged. Nevertheless, I would not allow them to surface it. No. Never. “What do you want, mighty Mikaelson? Torture me some more? See if you, out of everyone, can make me flip back on?”  

“Nah, I just want to talk to you.”

“Care to be more specific, sweetheart?”

“I want to tell you a story.” He clarified in a smooth tone, his lips dangerously close to mine. His mint scented breath fanning all over my face, making me want to kiss him, to taste that mouth. Urgh. “About a relationship I had in the past.”

“Oh, I see. You do want to bore to death.”

“Quit being a brat and listen!”

“Fine.” A soft sigh escaped as I nodded, agreeing. “Go on.”

“Before I met you, I was madly in love with this girl called Davina Claire. Damn,  she was perfect! In every way.” Kol paused, swallowing thickly; perhaps he was struggling with the memories of his old ex girlfriend. “However, when she brought me back to life, it came with a price. I was cursed with an unbearable thirst. I tried to resist! It was worthless, for in the end, she died by my hand. And, God, it hurt like hell! I mean, I had lost the only thing that had ever made me feel something. I killed the only person that had ever touched my soul.”

“Is this supposed to be touching?”

“Oh come on, I’m not finished.”

“Proceed, then. At least it keeps me distracted from this knife buried in my skin.”

“I beg your pardon.” The brown haired Mikaelson smiled, gently, and pulled the blade off, winning a relieved gasp from me. Klaus must have put in back on to keep my blood flowing. “Now, as I was saying, I had lost everything. My magic. My Davina. Then I was bitten by Marcel and put into a slumber.”

“Didn’t you ever live? All your stories end with you in boxes.” The statement slipped and I widened my eyes, surprised. I did not care, why should I be asking stuff?

“I blame Nik for that, but you are right. My life kind of sucked and with Davina gone, it all became pointless again. That was when you, my tiny witty human, showed up.”

“I’m not tiny. Nor witty. Not even human.”

He laughed, clearly amused.  

“Yes, you’re still tiny and witty. For me anyway. And I love you. So much.”

“Can’t do anything about it.” I shrugged clumsily, still restrained by the chains soaked in vervain. “This is ridiculous, don’t you see? All of you? I won’t get my feelings back.”

Kol, suddenly, cupped my cheeks, his eyes filled with everything mine lacked. It was hard to sustain the intimate exchange of looks, for tears began to well up on that chocolate sea. If I kept staring, I knew I was not going to be able to resist any longer.

“I don’t want to lose you too, Y/N. You’re the only good thing in my life right now and I can’t afford it. I won’t let you destroy yourself because of a reckless mistake. Because I wasn’t around to teach you.”

I chewed my bottom lip, finally caving in and feeling the energy of my emotions flooding back in. All of it. Pain, guilt, rage, love. Love! I had hurt so many people I loved! How dared I say so many hurtful things to them?

Salty teardrops fell down my cheeks with the realisation of the evil I had performed in the time I spent off. No one should forgive me for what I did or said. I was not worthy of it. A cry rumbled in my chest as I absorbed, bit by bit, the enormous acheness from my previous actions.


“I’m so s-sorry, my love.” Those words came out mingled, stuttered, strangled. I closed my eyes, avoiding the silky, reassuring look I got from my boyfriend when I voiced a coward apology. What good have I done to have someone so sweet to look after me like him? “The pain… It took over me. Made me do things. I thought I was going to break!”

“Hush, sweetheart.” His warm digits silenced me, resting against my mouth delicately. “First let me get you out of these chains.”

“How can you trust me, Kol?”

“We’ve been together for a while now and I got to know your eyes, those sweet Y/E/C eyes, very well. I know when you’re lying.” He broke the iron that held me up, which lead to a clumsily stumble, for I was unable to stand on my feet properly. The brown eyed Mikaelson picked me up, carefully placing me on his toned arms as if I weighed nothing. “Thank you for coming back to me. I don’t what I’d do without you.”

“Oh, Kol.” A goofy sigh slipped. “I will always come back to you.”



Afterwards, a smirk still enlightening his traits, he stole a kiss from my lips. It was just a peck, yet, it made me feel warmer. Of course my guilt, self loathing, hate, the whole package, remained, nonetheless Kol managed to shake it all off, forcing me to concentrate on the present and, for now, that was all I needed.

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Originally posted by samcroimagine


Request: Juice taking Readers virgintiy!


You woke up gasping for air feeling a strong arm wrap around your waist holding you securely to the person’s body “Babe, nightmare?” Juan said slowly sitting up next to you as you nodded, it was worst than a nightmare though, the dream left a pit in your stomach and a knot in your throat. “Do you want to talk about?” he asked rubbing your back softly as he laid your head on his shoulder as he kissed your forehead, but when you looked into those sleepy brown eyes you saw love but in your stomach you felt regret, the dream still lingering in your head. You snuggled towards Juan laying down next to him cooing him to fall back asleep, he had slowly began to fall back into unconsciousness and as you heard his snoring became steady you rolled on your back looking at the blank white ceiling trying to recover some parts of your dream but you only remembered one thing.

He was pulling him into her room, locked in a heated makeout session, hands roaming over each others body, moans floating in the eye, the club looking at him with proud eyes. But as you stood there watching them you couldn’t help but feel that this was a memory and not some random dream, that you’d seen this before, that you were truly experiencing everything happening around until Juice looked at you and said “Virgins just aren’t my thing babe.” he said shrugging dragging Cherry into his room leaving the door wide open so you could hear their actions, the bed squeaking, her moaning his name, him moaning her name, the grunts and screams as they both climaxed and just as you thought the dream was over, Juice stepped outside his room pants hanging low and in only his kutte he grinned at you “That could’ve been you babe, but you just didn’t make the cut huh?” he said walking past you shoving you in the process as he disappeared from your dream.

You hadn’t even realized you had fallen asleep until you woke up to an empty bed causing you to panic until you saw Juice step into your room with a towel wrapped around him “Hey baby, I didn’t want to wake you. How are you feeling?” he asked sitting on the bed next to laying his hand innocently on your thigh causing you to flinch at the touch which led him to smile softly mumbling an apology as he returned his hand back to his lap. “ Juan, I need you to be honest with me, have you fucked anyone since we’ve been dating?” you blurted out not letting your sentence process through your brain. Your question obviously affecting Juice enough for him to scoff and get dressed “No (Y/N) I haven’t slept with anyone since we started dating. Is that what you take me for? A cheater? Jesus Christ. I masterbate in the club house with you in my bed, the only pleasure I get is from my own hands yet you think I’m like everyone else huh? Cheating? Banging other chicks meanwhile my woman is home waiting for me? Wow (Y/N).” he said grabbing his kutte and slamming your bedroom door loudly along with your front door, you knew it was okay to burst out into tears when you heard the roar of his bike become completely silent.

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Words Can Break You.

Request from @melconnor2007:Hi I was wondering if your not to busy, cause your other one was amazing, a one shot requests on Bucky, something along the lines the reader and Bucky have been dating for ages, but she’s struggling with being happy about the way she looks, when she over hears some other agents or people talking about how good looking Bucky is and how muscles he is, then they start saying how the reader isn’t pretty enough to be dating Bucky, and she gets upset locking herself in her room, and Bucky breaks in and is reassuring telling her how pretty she is and how much he loves her and it’s really fluffy if that makes any sense please 

Note: This idea was just too cute to pass up on and, as you can tell, my muse levels for this were pretty high! <3

Bucky x Reader

Words: 2,394

Warnings: Swearing and upset. That’s all I can think of as the rest is fluff! :)

Disclaimer: All the GIFs used are not mine. All credit goes to their creators <3

There was no better feeling in the world than that of your boyfriend’s arm wrapped around your waist as you lay your head onto his chest and listen to the steady beat of his heart. You were supposed to be watching a film, one that you had been trying to get him to watch for weeks, yet all you could do was get lost in the feelings he brought out of you.

Even now, months down the line, you could feel the butterflies in your stomach dancing about from just the feeling of his fingertips absentmindedly tracing along your skin underneath the hem of your shirt. It was a simple enough gesture that a lot of people probably took for granted but you never did. Not for a single second. You were incredibly grateful for having Bucky in your life because you knew all too well how quickly he could be taken from you.

If it wasn’t his dangerous job that proved to be a threat to your relationship it was the dark shadow cast over you and The Avengers from the looming presence of HYDRA. All they needed to do was say a string of words and the man you were falling head over heels in love with would be gone and taken over by a cold-blooded killer.

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if u haven’t noticed yet, Remus John Lupin is the love of my life

This is part 2 of Truth or Dare, but it could also be a complete different imagine, so you don’t really need to read part 1

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word count: 1521

Originally posted by potter-imagines-here

“Hello, Y/N.” You look up from your book only to see James taking a seat next to you. “Why are you reading? You’re supposed to eat. Did you accidentally switch reading with eating?”

“No, I already ate breakfast, James. What is it?” you ask, as courteously as possible, eager to go back to your book. You were in the Great Hall, finished breakfast quite early and it was Saturday, so you didn’t have anything to do until afternoon.

“Can’t I make conversation with my friend?” he asks innocently and you raise your eyebrows at him. “Fine, fine,” he sighs. “I just… you have a date with Remus tonight, am I right?”

“Yes,” you answer and can’t help the redness appearing on your cheeks.

“Well, you see, I’m really not supposed to tell you this and I know we’re all friends, but…” he trails of, taking a deep breath. “Remus has liked you for a while and he was and still is very insecure about himself. We always try to raise his self-esteem… he has some… problems, which he should tell you about, it’s none of my business, but sometimes, most of the time, it’s not really working.“

“What are you trying to say, James?”

“That he’s head over heels for you and don’t expect him to act as a tough boy or something, he’ll probably be shy and closed in himself because, as I said, he’s very insecure and probably thinks he doesn’t deserve you-”

“That’s nonsense! I like him very much, he deserves me as much as I deserve him,” you say, frowning.

“I know, Y/N, that’s why I’m saying this. You both are amazing persons and I am very glad you two finally are dating, but be gentle with him. Please,” he looks at you hopefully.

“There is really no need to ask me to be gentle with him,” you say softly. “Repeating myself, I happen to like him very much and I wouldn’t hurt him. He’s also my friendーwell, now obviously more than that, but he was my friend first.” You smile.

James smiles, nodding. “I’m glad to see someone finally treats him the way he deserves, so with all of this being said, I wish you luck with your date. Oh, and Y/N?”


“Whatever he tells you, don’t say something that could hurt him. Where are you going, anyway? He wouldn’t tell any of us, he said we’d make fun of him.”

“Oh, just Hogsmeade. Where else could we go?”


“Remus,” you said, as though making sure he knew you were here. You were supposed to meet in the Entrance Hall to go together in to Hogsmeade.

He turned around, facing you, and a slight blush appeared on his cheeks, along with a sincere smile. “Y/N. You look amazing.”

“I’m pretty sure I look like any other day, but thanks, Rem,” you laugh.

“Yeah, but the difference is that now I can tell you without it being awkward. It’s just that you look amazing everyday,” he smiles cheekily at you.

“Oh, aren’t you charming.” You laugh, trying to hide the fact that you were blushing. “Shall we go?”

He nods and you two start walking in silence, both of you being scared to ruin the mood, until you both reach the magical town. “So… where were you planing to go?” You ask, looking at him for a second, then back at the road, recognising a few of your house mates.

“Well, there’s this book shop-”

“Ah, books. You know me very well, Remus Lupin,” you playfully wink at him.

“Y/N, we’re both bookworms, how can I not know?” he laughs. “And after that we could go wherever you want to go, as long as you’re happy.”

“We should do something that makes you happy as well,” you look at him, frowning slightly.

“Y-yeah, well, um, what about Honeydukes?” he stutters.

“That’d be great,” you smile and remembering what James said about his insecurity, you take his hand in yours and drag him towards the bookshop.

You enter, hand in hand, something that made you feel protected and giddy, because, as cheesy as it sounded, it felt like it was made to fit in yours. The smell of old books fills your nostrils and you rush toward the shelves with your favourite genre of books. You’ve never been to this bookshop before and it was very far indeed, but you would have noticed it. “Pretty awesome, isn’t it?” Remus whispered in your ear. “They have a section with muggle books as well, isn’t it just perfect?”

You turn aroun, facing him. “How come I didn’t know about this place?”

“What can I say? I’m full of surprises,” he smirks. You put your arms around his neck and press your lips on his. “Yeah, you are,” you said.

You started looking at the books, finding all of them very interesting, but one of them caught your eye, so you took your wallet out, ready to buy it. “Dang it,” you mumble. You took the wallet with your muggle money.

“What is it, love?” Remus appears by your side, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Nothing, nothing.”

He frowns. “No, really, what is it?”

You sigh. “I took my muggle money instead of wizard money, no big deal,” you smile up at him.

He takes the book from your hand and goes to pay for it. “No, Remus, don’t!” you whisper-yell after him, but he already paid for it.

As you get out of the shop, he hands you the book you wanted to buy and smiles at you. “Remus, you didn’t have to,” you sigh.

“Nonsense, love. You obviously wanted that book, consider it a gift,” he smiles innocently at you. “Besides, would you rather me buying you a drink or a book?”

“What did I do to deserve you?” you mumble to yourself, smiling at the ground.

After you both went to Honeydukes and bought a lot of sweets and candy, which he paid for again, because you had muggle money, you went to sit on a bench and eat them. “You know I’ll pay you back when we get back to the castle, right?

He chuckled. “You can try, but I won’t accept it.

“But why?” you whine.

“If money can buy things that make you happy, then I don’t care, Y/N,” he doesn’t look at you, but distracts himself with opening a bar of chocolate.

“You’re being so nice to me,” you mumble, now imitating him and opening more sweets to eat.

“Because you deserve it,” he looks up at you. “But Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you before we take this further. I know it’s just our first date, but… it’s important. You need to know what you’re getting yourself into.” He frowns. Was this what James was warning you about?

“You know you can tell me anything Remus, you’re still the same in my eyes and will always be.” You look at his concerned face and suddenly start to become worried. “What is it, Remus?

“I-I just don’t want you to see me different, t-that’s all…” he trails off. “You just, you just mean so much to me and I don’t want to ruin this day we had together, but you deserve to know this before we get into something serious-”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” you cup his face in your hands, letting him know that you’re here for him. “Whatever it is, I’m sure I’ll still see you the same loving, kind and wonderful person you are.

“I just don’t want you to leave me,” he sobs.

“I won’t, I promise. Just tell me so you can get it off your chest.”

“I’m-I’m a werewolf,” he looks down, as if ashamed of himself. “Go ahead, you can gasp, widen your eyes and run, I won’t bite until it’s full moon,” he says in a low tone.

You wrap your arms around his torso and squeeze him as tight as you can. “That’s okay.

“You don’t wanna run away?” he mumbles in your shirt. “B-but I’m a werewolf!” he pulls away, looking at you surprised.

“So what? That doesn’t make me love you less,” you smile endearingly.

He had his mouth open, as if trying to find words, but now knowing how to put them in a sentence. “I love you so much, Y/N, you don’t know how happy I am that you’re not scared of me,” he pulls you back in the hug.

“I’d be a twat if I’d do that, honestly. Hey, Remus?”

“Yes, babe?”

“Do you wanna be my boyfriend?”

“I was supposed to ask that! Don’t take away my masculinity!” he exclaims with the biggest grin on his face.

“Oh, so you don’t wanna be my boyfriend, fine then.” You get up from the bench and start walking, until he grabs your wrist and yanks you towards him, making you bump into his chest and kisses you passionately.

“How stupid I’d be if I’d say no to such an opportunity?”


Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 4 707
warning : smut
summary : Reader has a paper due, but Kai has other ideas about their afternoon together.
*gif by lightwoodxalec

Ever since she and Kai became a couple about eleven months ago and moved in together in a small apartment near her college campus, her studying process consisted of distractions. It wasn’t like her boyfriend was doing it on purpose, most times, it was just how things were. Y/N’d catch a glimpse of him walk by shirtless or he’d just sit next to her watching her study and her concentration would shatter, which was exactly what happened that weekend while she was trying to finish a paper, two weeks over due.
A sigh left her lips and she reached for her iced tea glass on the coffee table by the couch when she heard the water in the shower stop and shortly afterwards footsteps nearing. Y/N closed her eyes for a second trying hard not to think about how her boyfriend was naked, barely a few steps away from her –
‘No, no.’ she willed herself. ‘Paper first…’
    “Aww that’s my girl.” said Kai, stepping into the living room. “Studying hard. You know I can take care of this paper business for you, right ? I already compelled you two extensions –”
    “No. I told you before – compelling extensions, yes. Compelling grades – no. Plus I am almost fin–ished.” she gulped, looking up from her laptop.
There he was, freshly out of the shower with water still dripping down his completely naked body. His hair was wet and his towel, which was supposed to be wrapped around his waist, was nowhere to be seen. For a second she forgot to breath, her eyes travelling up and down his body while her mouth hung open and her fingers froze mid-sentence on the keyboard. Her boyfriend looked hotter than ever in that moment, unshaven and his muscles flexing right before her eyes…  Her mind got flooded with thoughts about him, breaking her focus and involuntarily she bit her lip.
    “Are you– will you, um.” she blinked twice, still unable to look away from him. He was standing barely a metre away, so close she could see every single drop drip down slowly on it’s way to the carpet. He took a few steps towards her and leaned in to kiss her, his famous smirk showing on his face. “K-Kai. W-woul-d you put on a s-shirt ?”
    “Don’t tell me you are not enjoying the view?” he pouted for a split second, a devilish spark flashing in his eyes. “I mean, look at me – I am irresistible.”
Y/N put her hands on his bare chest feeling his heartbeat and lightly pushed him away, trying hard not to let her gaze fall to his crotch or she’d be done with the paper. “I am more than enjoying the view, trust me. It’s just … I have to finish this paper. I p-promise you, afterwards you won’t ever h-hear me say ‘get dressed’ again.”
Kai grinned at her, taking a step backwards and towards their shared bedroom, her eyes following his every move. For a second he stopped at the door and shook his wet hair, a couple of water drops hitting her face before he disappeared inside. Y/N returned her attention to her paper, trying to remember what the topic was, her mind playing on repeat and in slow motion everything she had just seen. She closed her eyes, throwing her head back for a moment groaning in frustration quietly before opening her eyes just in time to see her boyfriend walk out of their bedroom, putting on his black boxers and black t-shirt with an innocent smile on his face.  Y/N stared at him, unable to tear her eyes away from him for a second as he made his way towards the kitchen corner, walking right past her. He watched her bite her lip lightly, hearing her heart rate increase and her breath getting caught in her throat.
    “Mmmm… cupcakes.” he grabbed two chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting from the counter and sat next to her on the couch, putting his arm around her shoulder. “I love you almost as much as I love those. I love you more, obviously.” he kissed her cheek.  "Want one ? You know, chocolate is great for concentration. Brain food and all –“
Y/N sighed and turned towards him. “Kai, n-no distractions please.” she smiled at him. “Y-you can’t walk out of the shower completely naked, dripping all over and expect me not to ge–”
    “Awwh, you find it hard to concentrate when I am around.” he grinned and pinched her cheek lightly, swiping some of the frosting with his finger before licking it clean without taking his eyes off her. “I’ll try not to be distracting … but we both know your concentration goes poof just knowing I am in the apartment with you.”
    “So full of yourself.” she teased, returning her attention towards her paper. Her boyfriend was right, though. There was no way for her not to be distracted when he was around, but somehow she’d have to find a way. “Cupcake me.”
Kai grinned, holding out the cupcake for her to take a bite before taking one himself and cleaning up some frosting from her nose with his thumb. Her fingers moved swiftly on the keyboard, words forming almost with the speed of sound even though she ended up having to re-write entire paragraphs. He could barely tear his eyes away from her or the way her slightly bigger top had found a way to slip off her shoulder giving him a peek of her cleavage. More than a peek really, since she wasn’t wearing a bra and slowly he started to feel his boxers tighten around him. Every now and then she’d run her fingers through her hair,  trailing her hand down her body towards the keyboard, or lightly bite her lip while trying to figure out the next paragraph. He could hear her heart rate jump up every time he moved next to her, or when his fingers tapped on her shoulder and even more when he leaned in to take a peek at what she was writing.
Time flew by so fast he didn’t even realise how an hour and a half had passed and with each minute his boxers tightened a little more around him, making it harder for him not to try anything that might distract her. In the end he couldn’t resist and lightly brushed his fingertips on her bare thighs almost all the way to her heat, listening to her breathing instantly turn shallow and her heart rate jump off the roof. A smile hid in the corners of his lips and he leaned in closer, quietly humming in her ear and her fingers slowed down on the keyboard instantly.
    “Your starring is so distracting.” she turned towards him and instantly his lips met with hers in a slow gentle kiss. He cupped her face with one hand and rested his forehead on hers, longingly gazing into her eyes. “Kai, I have to finish this paper. It’s like two weeks overdue and –” his lips collided with hers again, a little more demanding this time not willing to let go for a second until he had left her breathless.
    “I am not starring. I am gazing at my sexy girlfriend.” he smiled innocently. Y/N turned back towards the screen and continued to write, or at least tried to. “You look so hot right now.” he whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her skin. Her fingers froze on the keyboard again and he trailed his fingertips on her inner thighs, feeling her breath getting caught in her throat. “So fucking sexy when you concentrate on something and how you bite your lip, I just –”
    “Kai –” her eyes fluttered closed for a second, feeling his fingertips brush against her neck while he moved her hair and his lips touched her bare skin. “S-stop distracting me –”
Kai smiled into her skin and he rested his head on her shoulder, noticing how her top had found a way to slip off her shoulder even lower and he could almost see her breasts and hard nipples from his point of view. Y/N shifted on the couch, sitting cross-legged and her short shorts pulled themselves so high up, it was almost as if they were panties which made him wonder if she was wearing any at all.
    “Stop what ?” he whispered into her skin. “I am not even close to distracting you, baby girl.”
Y/N closed her eyes for a second, trying to focus on what she was writing, but a second later it became a mission impossible. His breath on her skin, his fingertips lightly brushing up and down on her arm all the way from her elbow to her shoulder was making it so hard and things didn’t get easier when he tilted her chin, making her turn towards him. Their eyes met and a devilish spark flashed in his smoky blue eyes at the same moment she felt pressure on her clit as if a finger was caressing her clit. He rested his forehead on hers, still hearing her type something and when he glanced at the screen, he realised out of everything she was spelling, his name was the only thing that was in an understandable language and his lips curled into a small smile.
Damn it. she thought, feeling all her concentration starting to melt away completely. Teasing her with magic was one of Kai’s favourite ways to get her right where he wanted her. Not that he had to try hard. Every time they were together she got weak-kneed. It was enough for him to look at her, to glaze his fingertips on her bare skin just like he was doing right now and she’d melt completely under his touch. He had her completely under his spell since the moment they had met and almost a week later, the tension between them had snapped in two… along with her bed.
    “Kai –” she said quietly, gazing into his eyes. He hummed, moving his magic fingers slowly in a circular motion on her clit, applying more pressure every time. “This is the definition of distracting.”
    “Hey, you said ‘get dressed’ and I did.” he said quietly, his lips almost touching hers as he spoke. “You didn’t say anything about not teasing you with magic.”
Y/N bit her lip, moaning quietly and pushed her hips down on his invisible fingers. Kai smirked at her reaction. Her eyes fluttered closed for a second and she tried to turn her gaze away towards the screen but he wouldn’t let her. Their lips collided in a passionate kiss and he moved even closer to her, his free hand cupping her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt while his lips moved down her neck and she fought to stop her concentration from shattering completely. Her panties were already starting to pool with arousal and her skin started feeling as if it was on fire, quite literally flaming up the second she felt a finger enter her, curling around slowly feeling every inch, pulling out to the fingertip and going in to the last knuckle at a steady pace.
    “Ahh, there it is.” he hummed quietly in her ear, listening to her moans get a little louder. “That sweet sweet smell. I can’t wait to get nice and comfy between your legs for the rest of the day, sweetheart.”
    “You just can’t wait, can you ?” she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed for a second feeling his fingertips brush on her neck, slowly trailing her carotid artery. ‘No.’ he whispered, his lips connecting with her bare skin, leaving soft kisses on her neck while his tongue drew fire lines on her skin. He took her hand and placed it on his crotch, his palm resting over her hand making her rub him through his boxers. Y/N bit her lip, listening to him moan quietly in her ear when she felt another finger enter her, slowly curling around feeling every inch while an invisible thumb drew slow circles on her clit. He pushed up his crotch at her hand and just as she was about to say something her concentration broke yet again.
    “I want you.” he cooed, his breath tickling the skin of her neck while his fingers pumped inside her a little faster. “I want to toss you under me and make you scream my name for the rest of the day and this shirt… I want it off of you. Now.”
    “You are so horny all the time –” she tilted her neck a little, giving him better access and pulled her hand back, typing furiously on the keyboard in a veil attempt to finish the paper.
    “I can’t help it.” he pushed the sleeve off her shoulder completely. He trailed his fingertips around her nipple, lightly pinching on it while listening to her moan quietly. “There is no control when it comes to you… My skin’s on fire every time you are near.”
With each second it was getting harder to concentrate on anything. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and index finger sending waves of pleasure through her body, concentrating on her heat. Soft moans left her lips and his invisible fingers curled inside her again, making her feel like flames were licking up her skin with each pump. She couldn’t even remember what the paper was about. All she could think about was Kai’s hands on her body, his lips on hers, his naked body pressing against hers and –
    “I bet you are so wet right now.” he cooed, feeling her slip down the couch until she was almost semi-laying on it. He leaned in, using his chance to flick her nipple with his tongue, nibbling on it afterwards while his free hand cupped her other breast completely evaporating whatever concentration she had left. His magic fingers curled inside her again, her walls contracting around them while they pumped a little faster every time getting her right on the edge and slowing down, delaying her release before getting back to work. He was building her up, savouring every the moment and every sound leaving her lips, knowing how every time he denied her what she wanted, it turned her on even more.
    “Kai –” she moaned. Her back arched off the couch, her hips grinding on his fingers while she reached for the bulge in his jeans. “– please.”
    “You want to cum, don’t you?” he pressed the flat of his tongue against her nipple, lightly flicking it. Y/N hummed gazing into his eyes. “Mmmm … Take off your shirt and I will le –”
    “How about I take off yours instead and you can have me any way you want?” she turned towards him, just as she closed her laptop and left it on the coffee table. Their eyes met and she could see dozens of devils dancing in them, joined by another dozen every second. A low growl came from his throat and he trailed his way up her body leaving soft kisses on his way, her fingers tugging on his hair while her body started to convulse as she came, semi-screaming his name. Hearing her in that moment felt like a switch going off in his brain and he pushed her onto the couch, tearing her shirt off her. Their lips crashed together, moving fiercely against each other while his crotch grinded against hers harder every time and she tugged on his shirt pulling it over his head.
    “Fuck Malachai you will have to compel me another extension.” her hips bucking up at his crotch. He was so hard in that moment it was driving her nuts. He had probably been fighting the urge to get his way with her ever since sitting on the couch.
    “I’ll do something better.” he smirked devilishly. “You are done with this paper–”
His lips crashed against hers before she had had time to protest and he pressed his body onto hers, craving her body heat like never before. Y/N’s fingers tangled in his hair, lightly gripping on it while she watched him trail his way down her body towards her core, his lips and fingertips on her skin feeling like fire scorching her. Kai pulled her short shorts down her legs, slowly glazing his fingertips on her thighs the entire way down and then up, leaving her panties on. A quiet moan left her lips, feeling him press his mouth on her core inhaling and exhaling sharply before biting on the waistband of her panties, pulling them down with his teeth.
    “Look how wet you are, so wet you are dripping.” he cooed, brushing his rough fingertips against her heat, spreading her arousal around. He licked a bold stripe through her clit, slurping some of her arousal, watching her lose it, and buried his face between her legs, taking her clit between his lips while his scruff rubbed against her. Y/N tugged on his hair, pushing his mouth further on her just as he dipped his fingers in her warmth.
    “OH fuck –” she moaned, her back arching a little off the couch with every curl. He sucked and tugged on her clit as if his life depended on it, curling his fingers around slowly, going in to the last knuckle and pulling out almost to the fingertips, the cold of his rings brushing against her clit turning her on even more. Her walls clenched around his fingers, her second release approaching fast, but every time she was about to tip over the edge he delayed, building her up even more.
    “So fucking delicious.” he moaned, sending the vibrations directly onto her heat. “I can’t ever get enough of you.”
    “Please K-Kai –” she moaned, throwing her head back. Y/N gripped on his hair while his fingers dug inside her deeper, his fingertips hitting her spot every time and he nibbled on her clit. Every few pumps he’d slow down just enough to get her skin to flame up even more.
     "Please ‘what’?“ he cooed, blowing a light stream of air directly on her clit. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, listening to her moans start to mix with whimpers and his name constantly rolling off her tongue.  "You want to cum ?”
    “Yes, please –” she moaned
Her eyes met with his, noticing a devilish spark flash in his eyes for a second and his fingers got to work again. He was driving her completely out of her mind with every flick of his tongue, with every curl and even though it was torture, it was the sweetest kind of torture and she couldn’t get enough. His tongue lapped around and straight through the middle of her clit while while his fingers pumped inside her faster, getting her closer to her release.
    “Cum for me, baby girl.” he demanded, tugging on her clit while his fingers pumped inside her in vampire speed and she came screaming his name, thrashing and squirming on the couch while he finished her off before shoving his fingers in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around them and her hand instantly shot for the bulge in his boxers while he crawled over her slowly, but his girl had other plans and put her hands on his shoulders, pushing him on the other end of the couch. Her lips crashed against his, greedier than ever while she straddled him harder and faster every time, making him moan into the kiss and his hands held her towards him, wanting her closer even though they were skin to skin and there was nowhere else to go.
    “Damn Y/N –” he tangled his fingers in her hair, watching her slide down his body towards the bulge in his boxers. “– and I thought I was eager.”
Their gazes locked on each other and she pulled his boxers down, biting her lip when his hard lenght flopped on his stomach. He propped himself on his elbows, their eyes fixed on each other as Y/N leaned in, licking a slow stripe across his thick shaft all the way from his balls to the head, her nose brushing against him all the way. Her fingers wrapped around him, her thumb drawing slow circles around the tip gathering the pre-cum on it before tasting him on her lips. A quiet moan tumbled off his lips feeling her tongue run slowly on the underside of his lenght while her free hand fondled his balls.
    “Oh shit –” he groaned, trailing his fingertips on her back. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, watching her tongue swirl around the tip as if he was the tastiest lolly pop in the world, taking him between her lips while she stroked him at a steady pace. Kai bit his lip and his eyes fluttering closed for a second. His girl was taking her time in driving him completely out of his mind, taking him a little further every time, the vibrations of her moans hit the tip of this thick shaft directly. What drove him even crazier was the way she looked at him with innocent eyes as if she wasn’t doing anything other than having her favourite treat.   “How can you look so innocent when doing something so dirty ?” he moaned, tangling his fingers in her hair. “It’s driving me nuts. You are driving me nuts.”
Y/N hummed and moaned around him, her tongue swirling around and straight through the middle of the tip while her fingernails lightly scratched on him and she nibbled on him. Kai looked so hot looking at her with eyes black with lust and his lips lightly parted, moans and short breaths escaping his lips, her skin turned to fire just looking at him. Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes and he grabbed a fistful of her hair, pushing her mouth further on him making her take him all the way for a few seconds. He bit his lip and gripped her wrists, pulling her up until their eyes were on the same level.
    “I want you to ride me.” he moaned, feeling her straddle his lenght slowly. “Hard.”
He watched her eyes lit up and let go of her wrists. Her fingers wrapped around him, rubbing the tip against her clit for a few long moments before guiding him inside her and she slowly sank down on him, taking in every inch inside her. Y/N placed her hands on his chest and his found their way on her waist, both of them falling into their rhythm instantly. Her nails dug into his skin nearly drawing blood, feeling his heart racing in his chest and his thick shaft filling her in to the brim again and again while her walls tightened around him. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and lightly pinching on her nipples, neither of them willing to look away from the other.
    “OH shit – ” she moaned. Her fingers tangled in his hair, lightly gripping on it, feeling her walls tighten around him. Purple/black veins flicker under his eyes and he thrusted up at her so hard for a second she forgot where she was. A louder moan tumbled off her lips and she leaned towards him, their lips crashing together as she went down harder and faster on him, her breath getting knocked out every time his hips pushed up at hers. His hands travelled up and down her body, holding her tightly towards him while she rested her forehead on his, feeling his breath intoxicating her more and more with each second. It felt as if all of the sudden the temperatures in the room had gone up and the only sounds in the apartment where their moans colliding in a perfect harmony mixing with the unmistakable sounds of flesh on flesh.
    “Ride me harder.” he groaned, feeling her nails dig into his skin turning him on even more. Kai watched her throw her head back, listening to her moans get louder while she went down as hard and fast on him as she could. He loved watching her like this –her breasts rocking with every thrust, biting her lip while moaning his name louder every time until the sounds coming from her parted lips turned to small screams and he lost all control. He pushed her roughly on the other end of the couch, lifting her leg over his shoulders and entered her with a hard deep thrust, hitting her spot directly. A small scream left her lips and she braced herself for another heavy thrust. Her body jolted forward, feeling every inch of him on the way out before filling her in to the brim again, each thrust rougher and harder than the last, making the couch screech on the floor. His lenght twitched inside her and her walls tightened around him, earning a low growl from him.
    “Fuck, go f-faster –” she moaned, feeling the air being pushed out of her lungs. He entered her so hard the couch rocked and the reading lamp on the small table by the couch fell on the ground, shattering to pieces.
    “Whoops.” he grinned and wrapped his fingers around her neck, holding her steady while continuing to pound her senseless, making her scream his name louder than ever. 
Y/N’s walls tightened around him again, more frequently and her fingers wrapped around his wrist for support while the other slid down towards her clit, drawing circles on it trying to match Kai’s thrusts. Almost an impossible task seeing how he was using his vampirism from time to time to thrust inside her faster and deeper as if he wanted to bury his entire self inside her, feeling his lenght twitch inside her. He loosened the grip on her neck, his thrusts getting a little sloppy but still hard and rough, setting her on fire every time. Y/N hooked her hands around his neck pulling him towards her and their lips crashed together, moving so hard against each other her lips almost hurt, but neither of them could stop. Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes and he sank his fangs in her carotid artery. Y/N dug her nails in his back, almost drawing blood while he continued to feed on her and her walls clenched around him a little more intensely, triggering his orgasm with hers following a split second later while he continued to thrust inside her until they were both finished and he collapsed on top of her, trying to catch his breath.
    “You are so getting it for distracting me like that.” she said, feeling his heart thumping in his heart matching her heartbeat. A wide smile spread on her face and she cupped his face, gazing into his brilliantly blue eyes. “You are so in for it.”
Kai rested his forehead on hers, blood still dripping down his chin and his lips met with hers in a gentle kiss.   “Oh am I ?” he said amused. Y/N hummed.
    “I haven’t decided how yet but – ” she played with his scruff. “– payback is in your future.“ ‘So hot.’ she mouthed.
Kai smirked at her, purple/black veins flashing under his eyes and he pulled her on top of him, forgetting they weren’t in their bed but on the couch and both of them ended up on the floor.
    "Are you okay ?” he asked concerned.
    “Me ?” she laughed, her laugh making him laugh. “I fell on you. Are you okay ?”
    “Vampire, remember ?” he smiled, brushing his fingers through her hair. “You look so freaking hot with your hair messed up –”
Y/N laughed under her breath. “Want to take another shower – with me before I try to finish my paper?” she slowly started to get up.
    “I told you – your paper is taken care of.” he pulled her down again until her warmth hovered over his lips. “And I’d love to –”
    “Kai –”
    “Shhh, baby girl.” he smirked devilishly at her. “Daddy is nowhere near done with you –”
Valkyrie has the vapours

Sooo… I am on week 3 of being sick with bronchitis and/or walking pneumonia, so forgive me for my ramblings and for taking so long to post.  Here’s my report from the front lines.  (I’m without my laptop so this will be a challenge.)  You might want to grab a beverage because I’m going to put this all in one post.

THAT HORRIBLE FEELING WHEN YOU REALIZE YOU MIGHT NOT MAKE IT TO THE CON IN TIME:  I came down with a stomach bug on Wednesday night (on top of the bronchitis) and was too sick to fly on Thursday morning.  Though the airline was able to rebook me on an afternoon flight, delays meant I would miss my connection.  After an hour standing at the JFK ticket counter during which options slipped away, I was finally able to secure an alternative flight… but had to endure a coach window seat for 6 hours despite having paid for a first class seat.  Thank god for the copious amount of drugs in my system that I was able to remain calm and get a little nap before running through LAX, rebooking yet again when I discovered a better connecting flight, and finally arriving at SeaTac after 1:00 am - 12 hours after I was originally supposed to land. The silver lining was that I was too distracted by the drama to be nervous about what I would say to Cait and Sam.

WAIT, WE’RE QUEUING UP HOW EARLY?  Luckily @chrismosstree and @myguiltyolpleasure scoped out the situation on Thursday afternoon and figured out exactly when and where we needed to be.  I awoke around 5 am after a couple hours of sleep to bid them farewell as they headed for the convention center, taking advantage of their generous offer to hold a place for me in line. Despite being dizzy and queasy I made my way down the street to our “holding pen” outside the main hall to wait for the panel discussion with Sam and Cait.   We were able to meet up with the lovely @supertam87, @sileas84, and @side-eyeing-you and chatted with a lot of other fans while we waited… and waited… and waited.  Seriously, you guys, attending a comic con is all about standing around and monitoring your fluid intake to make sure you don’t have to go to the bathroom at the wrong time.  Luckily I was dehydrated from the decongestants so I didn’t have to worry too much.

OH, MY GOD, IT’S STARTING!  Being in line so early paid off as we got 5th row center seats in the auditorium.  The hall was huge and completely filled up in a matter of minutes.  I feel like you miss so much in the room because you’re trying to switch from watching them on stage, to seeing them blown up on the screens to the side of the stage, to snapping pics, to trying to anticipate whether they are about to do something cute so your camera is at the ready.  Initial impression was that the panel was merely okay, but I’m jaded by having attended the NYC Apple Store event last year where it was a much more intimate setting and they were less guarded.  I’ll have to watch the video to see what I missed because I’ve seen a lot of cute gifs on tumblr.

GOOD LORD, HAVE THESE PEOPLE NEVER MANAGED LINES BEFORE?  The convention organizers came across as very disorganized.  Rather than routing us toward the hall through a series of roped off rows like an airport security checkpoint, we were crammed together in a pen behind some gates like cattle in a feed yard about to go to slaughter.  That set the tone for the day as staff struggled to figure out what to do with us as we queued for photo ops and autograph sessions.  All sense of time was lost as we stood packed cheek to jowl in very stuffy conditions.  By the time we approached our solo pics with Sam I was a sweaty mess - some combination of nerves, the cramped quarters, and the Robitussin.

A TOTAL OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE:  I turned into a blithering idiot during the photo ops.  For those of you who haven’t done this before, the process is similar to school picture day but with more yelling.  There is a tiny mirror hanging outside this curtained off area.  I seriously thought I was going to hyperventilate as we got close to the front of the line.  You have only a second to realize you are a sweaty mess before you give your ticket to someone and are waved into the booth.  You see Sam smiling with a fan plastered to his side while a photographer screams, “READY!”  *click* “NEXT!”  Then you are thrust toward Sam and he says hello while clasping you tightly.  You are too tongue-tied to say anything and too blinded by his beauty to look him in the eye.  "READY!“ *click* "NEXT!”  It’s over.  You can’t believe it happened, but you assume it did. Emotions were running high and we skipped away, giggling uncontrollably.  Then got back in line for the joint photo op and the solo Cait session…. which took all afternoon.  Observations: I’m shorter than I thought I was after seeing myself next to them.  Sam’s jacket is unbelievably soft and I’m surprised I didn’t pet him (or maybe I did - who can remember).  He smells really good (not that @chrismosstree would know…).  He’s also thinner than I expected.  Not skinny, but not beefy like in S1.  (He’s the same height as my brother but seems so much taller.) Cait’s legs are ridiculously long and her waist is in line with my bust.  She glows. It was all a blur.  I pride myself on being unflapable, but I was - well - flapped.  I was shy and embarrassed and nervous and excited and couldn’t put a sentence together, all at the same time. 

“THAT IS SO COOL!”  On to the autograph session and a two hour wait to deliver the Doll Frasers to Cait.  They had been packed in their little trunk and carried around all day while I mentally rehearsed what I would say.  A few people asked what was in the box (I carried it in a giant clear zip lock bag to guard again rain.) As I explained that our friend makes costumes for a set of Jamie and Claire dolls and poses them in scenes from the show, one woman asked if @outlanderedandoverhere had a booth at the con where she could buy her own set!  (There’s an idea for a revenue stream, Fiona…)  There were handlers taking each item to be autographed and passing them to Cait and Sam so that by the time you were in front of them the item was signed and you could be on your way.  I was a little worried that they might not allow gifts because I didn’t see anyone in front of me doing it and I had visions of carrying the trunk around for the next week only to have to ship it back to the U.K.  I knew I had to be quick and concise, so I removed the trunk from the bag and unlatched the lid.  I flipped it open and set the thr trunk down in front of Cait, telling her that we saw the Doll Fraser calendar on the wall in their makeup trailer and thought the cast and crew might like their own set of dolls to play with.  She said, “Yeah, yeah!” and lit up like a Christmas tree.  Seriously, smiling ear to ear and digging through the trunk.  I pointed out the charity t-shirts and she said, “That is so cool!”  She just could not stop staring at them while I babbled on about how the Doll Frasers have been adopted by our community.  Finally the handler tried to move on to the next fan and Cait sighed and reluctantly closed the trunk before tucking it under the table.  She even made a little sqeeing noise.  Sam was sitting too far away and occupied with signing to notice, and they were running waaay behind, so there was noopportunity to alert him to the transaction. However, the Doll Frasers were clearly a hit.  No telling where they go from here (I assume all gifts were sent to production offices in Scotland) but hopefully we’ll see or hear about them again at some point.

After that we were FINALLY finished for the day and headed out to meet up with other fans for dinner.  And, honestly, that was the best part of this event: meeting up with so many of you.  I have laughed (and coughed) so much in the last week that my abs might actually form a “six pack.” 😂  And I love how willing everyone is to share their experience and that so many are interested.

Some of you have asked about the cock blocking story.  It’s not that interesting and requires props and facial expressions to convey properly so it’s best done in person.  For some reason (ahem, @c2bend and @rainmanjdog) it’s taken on a life of its own.  Truly, I’m not trying to be a tease so I’ll see if I can figure out a way to tell it with @chrismosstree’s help.  We’re off to dinner now but will be back online later. 

tl:dr  Overall impressions are that Sam seemed very tired and a little guarded, Cait could not have been more lovely nor down to earth, and that we are an amazing, funny, smart, and lovely group of women.  Mwah!

Fire Burns Brighter In The Dark.

Request from @brynnleemua​:Hi um could i ask for an imagine where you’re a new avenger and you’re the daughter of ghost rider (you have the same powers but you have red hair) and your powers come out when the team is attacked and after they are really surprised and bucky falls for you? Sorry its long but i love the idea

Note: Hope this is okay! I haven’t seen Ghost Rider so I looked up what he could do and I am PRAYING I did okay with this request for you :)

Bucky x Ghost Rider’s Daughter!Reader

Words: 2,251

Warnings: Violence, anger, injury, death and language.

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

Your bright red locks of hair fell in front of your face as you looked down at the briefing you had just been given in the meeting. It was your first one as part of The Avengers team and you hadn’t yet gained the full trust of every member so you needed to make sure you knew every detail of how the mission was going to play out, well, as much as could be planned anyway; when it came to this Hydra organisation you could only assume that even the best of plans would only stretch so far, they weren’t the most predictable of people.

You knew that you had a lot to offer the team, possessed powers that even rivalled those of the Maximoff twins and maybe even Thor himself, but being able to gain the trust of those around you had never been easy. It had always been the same thing ever since you were young; as soon as people found out who you were it was like you were contagious or something….they didn’t want to be within ten feet of you. But that wasn’t what hurt you the most, no, it was the look of sheer terror enveloping their eyes that really stuck in you like a knife to the chest. Never had you done anything to them but that didn’t matter….

….not when you were Ghost Rider’s daughter. He may have fought the bad guys but to most the form in which he took when doing so was the stuff of nightmares. So, instantly, they wanted to avoid seeing you do the same.

It was this kind of attitude that made you determined to change how people would see you. You learned to control your transformation to the point where the only part of you that turned skeletal was your left arm; your hair would still erupt into flames that would then travel down your body but your appearance was far less terrifying than your fathers.

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