i will always kill you first i will always push you away first because she's the only thing i believe in anymore

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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Why me?

Description: The reader is Caroline’s weaker and practically invisible twin sister. You get along with others but they often misunderstand you. So when you are invited to the ball by Klaus, whom you have a secret crush on, it means the whole world to you. And when you get there Klaus makes you feel like the most beautiful girl there.

Characters: Klaus x Reader

Gender: Female/Dress Wearer

Triggers: Mentions of loneliness and abandonment

Words: 2,487 - this is the longest one I’ve written!

This was Requested by anon - This was a great request, I hope I did it justice.

Originally posted by my-king-klaus

Originally posted by parasoli

I’m kind of making some stuff up to fit what I want to do with this prompt

You left the Salvatore house, sure that no one noticed at all. They were to preoccupied to notice you anyway. They cared for a while, when you and Caroline were turned, well, Stefan did. But more and more happened, and it was like you faded away. You had more control over your Vampirism than Caroline, but she was stronger so she was included more in the problems you were all facing, everyone tried to push you out, thinking you couldn’t handle it, so they left you alone. 

You tried to explain to them you could help, Matt could why couldn’t you? You figured it was because no one understood you. You had trouble being clear with your thoughts, no one could keep up with them. Hell, you barely could sometimes. 

You and Carolines relationship was strained these days. You two use to be so close, you were twins after all. Though, not identical. You wish you were sometimes, Caroline was so beautiful, you figured that was why Klaus was interested in her. Why did you care anyway? Klaus was the bad guy wasn’t he? Caroline couldn’t care about him any less. Why didn’t he like you? Why didn’t anyone like you? You use to cry over this all the time, but now, you were so use to it, you no longer wasted your tears on those who didn’t care about you.

Before you knew it, you had walked all the way home. Walking in you call out “I’m home mom!” hearing no response you figured she was at work. You walked up the stairs and went into your room. Your eyes immediately going to the box on your bed. Walking over you saw an invitation to the Mikaelsons ball, you picked it up ready to take it to Carolines room, Klaus must have gotten her a gift or something, and thought this was her room. 

Stopping before you left your room, you looked back down at the box, you wanted to know what was in it. “It was on my bed. If she gets mad at me for opening it, it’s not my fault.” you said out loud to yourself. 

Turning around you put the box back on your bed. You took the envelope, opening it looking at the invitation you turn it over. You couldn’t believe what was on the back. “Save me a dance y/n. Fondly, Klaus” he wasn’t serious was he? He invited you and not Caroline? He must be up to something. Glancing at the box you slowly took the lid off gasping at what was in the box. A beautiful red sparkling gown. You touched it gently feeling the fabric. 

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Lie to me - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 8 (French Mistake AU)

Title: Lie to me

Pairing: Dean/Jensen x Reader x Sam

Word Count: … probs not

Warnings: None

Imagine: Imagine Dean and Sam getting transported to the French Mistake universe. Only for Dean to realize he is married to you, his best friend, love of his life and… Sam’s girlfriend.

Great thank you to @gaveherhearttotheliontattoo for being an amazing beta!

Read Part 1 here! l Read Part 2 here! l Read Part 3 here! l Read Part 4 here!l Read Part 5 here! l Read Deleted Scene here! l Read Part 6 here! l Read Part 7 here!

“Like they either-” Sam tried to swallow the lump in his throat, each option he thought of sounding as intimidating “They either kill her off or… our (Y/n) ends up pregnant too.”

“Wh- what?” Dean blinked “No, man’t that’s- no it can’t happen, it’s just-”

“What?” Sam cut him off “Stupid? Is it, Dean? That’s the only thing I can think of. Yeah she was pregnant before and yeah they didn’t incorporate that in the show but it’s twins now. Her belly’s gonna grow twice as fast and twice in size, and that is definitely something you cannot hide.” he threw his arms in the air and Dean clenched his jaw.

He really didn’t know what he wanted less. To lose the woman he loves or to have to endure you getting pregnant with his brother’s child when he wished so badly he could be the one to make you a mother.

“I mean if you have any other ideas shoot but- I- I seriously have not stopped thinking about it ever since she told me about her pregnancy and I’m- I’m terrified. I mean the pregnancy aspect scares and excites me at the same time and I-” he shook his head “I don’t know about it but the-” he swallowed thickly, fighting the unpleasant feeling in his chest “The other aspect I can’t even dare to think about for longer than a second, Dean.”

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Making You Happy

Request: @buckyappreciationsociety   Here’s my request. Prompt #3 with Bucky. Thanks my friend.

And someone had requested number 1, but the ask despair of my inbox,

Prompts:  1) “Close your eyes.” + “I swear if you do something nasty I’m out of here.”

  3) “I should be the only one making you happy.”

Words: 1181

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluffy and angst. Don’t worry this has a happy ending.

Thank you @widowsfics  you are the best and i love you.

credits to the gif owners 

It’s been 3 months since you broke up with Bucky, it’s been 3 months since he moved out of your shared apartment and it’ been 3 months since you haven’t slept or eaten well. You don’t know how this happened, one day you two were happy, making plans for the future and the next one you were screaming for him to get out of your life.

You miss him every day, you miss talking to him about your day to day life, you miss cuddling to him every night and having that feeling that you are safe. More importantly, you miss knowing that he is happy and safe and if you could turn back time, you would, and you wish you never had that stupid fight.

That is the problem with loving people; you are always going to end up being hurt and you are always going to hurt them as much as you don’t want that, it is unavoidable. You take a deep breath looking at the phone like you do every night, you just need to gather the courage to talk to him, say that you are sorry and that you miss him.

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Choices - Part 1: Never Can Fill the Void

Characters: Y/N Singer (reader), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Mick Davis, Bobby Singer, John Winchester,

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: self blame, self loathing, canon typical violence, mention of character deaths (only as in canon), implied smut

Word Count: 3400ish

A/N: This is 1 out of my 13 entries for @mamapeterson / @mrs-squirrel-chester’s Album Fanfiction Challenge where I chose the album “Smoke and Mirrors” by Imagine Dragons. The song prompt for this fic is: Polaroid

It is also gonna part one of a three part story - the two first fics are entries for the same challenge and the third is gonna be an entry for @plaidstiel-wormstache’s Push yourself challenge. The song I am writing for, for her challenge is also an Imagine Dragons song so their music is gonna be a theme throughout this series.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Thanks so much to my amazing friend and editor @blacktithe7 for betaing this series for me.


Dean stared at the road in front of him as he took himself and Sam closer and closer to their destination. He hadn’t said a word to Sam since they had received the phone call. He hadn’t believed Mick at first. It couldn’t be her. She couldn’t have done any of the things he accused her of. He had know that girl all of her life. She would never kill another human being in cold blood. The picture Mick had sent Sam, dispelled his doubts. They didn’t have the wrong person. It was her. He would know her anywhere, even after three years, a different hair color, and shorter hair. It was his Y/N the men of letters had captured. Dean still didn’t believe she had killed anyone though. He didn’t believe she had done anything to cause the power outage in the Bunker or the one in the British Men of Letter’s headquarter either. She wasn’t a witch like the Brits believed her to be. She was just Y/N.

“Do you ever wish things were different?” Y/N sat on one of her dad’s old cars when Dean walked up behind her. It was like she knew it was him. She always did, and Dean couldn’t help but smile.

“Different like Sam hadn’t left last month?” Dean answered her, hopping up on the car next to her, the smile gone from his face as he thought about his little brother and how much he missed him.

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Primadonna - Dean Winchester

Summary ; in which y/n is massively misunderstood and it had started to get her down. but, it only gets worse when dean, himself, decides that he can’t handle her anymore either and drives y/n into packing her bags and leaving the bunker - leaving him - potentially for good.

Pairing ; dean x reader

A/n ; please pretend that they have the men of letter’s bunker earlier on :)) gifs aren’t mine x

Warnings ; angst, language, mentions of past physical and verbal abuse, verbal abuse (?), dean being a complete asshole

Words ; 4.7k

Published ; 11th june, ‘17


Stay safe + ily🌷

Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can’t help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I’m kinda difficult
But it’s always someone else’s fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave

The first time you had actually heard someone spit out those strident words about you, it had been when you got back from a hunt. You had been utterly bruised and battered by those ghouls and all you wanted to do was head home and slip into a well-earned slumber, your limbs aching incessantly and your eyes struggling to stay open, but Dean had been adamant on celebrating a job well done.

You had left to visit the lady’s bathroom; you had only been gone a couple of minutes and already, they had started spewing rude comments about you. 

“Dean, humour me - how is someone like you, with someone like her?” When you faintly perceived the words flowing sourly from some hunter’s mouth, his eyebrow raised in amusement and his lips pulled into a hostile and malicious smirk, you stopped abruptly in your tracks on your way back to the table and slid sneakily behind a nearby wall instead - still able to hear their crude conversation centred around you.

Your boyfriend’s reply was muffled and your eyes subconsciously narrowed down at him from where you stood, hidden in the desolate shadows of the dusty bar. 

“But she’s such a nuisance,” Hearing their preconceived and cruel words, your eyebrows furrowed and your mouth fell agape slightly, dejected that people who didn’t even know you would voice their snide judgement about you to Dean. Upon hearing their words, vicious memories that you pushed so far down began to unwillingly resurface in your mind.

The other hunter spoke up from where she was sat at the dusky marble of the bar, perched on her seat on the other side of Dean, “Typical primadonna girl if you ask me.”

Waiting patiently, but not hearing the man you loved defend you at all, you felt your heart drop; you took a step out from being consumed by dark shadows and swallowed away the sting of tears that threatened to make their escape. 

It was like Aaron all over again, his harsh words echoing in your ears like he had only just spat them at you. Aaron was over five years ago, and still, his words affected you majorly to present day.

“You’re so controlling. Everything has to be your way or the highway! When will you quit being such a bitch? Jeez, you’re so difficult to be with,” You had just told him to stop moving the ‘ugly’ welcome mat from the front door. It had a blood red devil’s trap painted delicately to the bottom side to it. You were just trying to protect him and yourself. 

“Please, Aaron, j-just trust me. Please, just put it back by the front door; w-we don’t need to keep arguing about this,” Your voice was quiet and barely audible as your bleary eyes stayed focused on the bleak ground below you - too terrified to look into his fiery gaze.

“There you go again! Always expecting other people to do things for you! Stop being so god damn demanding and start to understand that not everyone will hand you whatever you want on a gold fucking platter!” His hand came up to run his fingers aggravatingly through his dark hair but you couldn’t help but flinch away from his abrupt action, squeezing your (y/e/c) eyes shut and bracing yourself for the callous hit.

It hadn’t been the first time that he had hit you. So, you had to hide your complete confusion when he caught you expecting the bitter and punitive slap and took an intimidating step closer - gripping at your shoulders harshly, instead. 

Your body immediately tensed up at the rough contact, nevertheless, your figure going rigid when his fingers dug nastily into your skin. “Don’t be such a fucking drama queen. I wasn’t going to hit you this time.” 

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anonymous asked:

RFA reaction to getting told MC committed suicide??

Author’s note: TRIGGER WARNING: suicide || this was hard to write, but I know that things like this have the potential to help people. People would miss you. The RFA would miss you. I would miss you. 


  • “Whew… that was one of the best LOLOL games I’ve played in a while!”
  • Yoosung pushed himself away from his desk and popped his back
  • he noticed how quiet the apartment was and called out for you
  • “Hey, MC? I just finished a game if you want to go get a bite to eat!”
  • When you didn’t answer, he furrowed his brows
  • “MC? Are we going to play hide and seek again? You know I always find you!
  • He walked into your shared bedroom and saw the window open
  • Maybe… you hid out on the balcony?
  • he wasn’t expecting to see your body, five stories down, on the ground
  • when he realized it was you, he threw up
  • and when Zen and Jaehee came to his door half an hour later
  • he was still gagging
  • Jaehee knocked on his door
  • “Yoosung… the police need your statement, and you should really get out of this place.”
  • Zen reached down and got the spare key under the mat
  • They found Yoosung in a ball next to your side of the bed
  • “Yoos-“
  • Zen was interrupted by his hyperventilating
  • Jaehee rushed to his side, hugging him
  • “Shhhhh…”
  • “I-I can’t breathe, Jaehee.”
  • “I know, Yoosung, I-“
  • “No you don’t. I can’t breathe because she’s not here anymore. S-she’s n-not here…“
  • Jaehee tightened her hug, allowing the tears to fall from her eyes as well
  • “I-I always find her, b-but I never wanted to find her… like this”


  • He wrapped his arm around your waist
  • “Goodnight, Babe. I love you.”
  • “I love you too, Zen. I love you so much.”
  • He smiled and let sleep take him
  • The first thing he remembered from the worst day of his life
  • Was that he woke up cold
  • “MC?”
  • He got up and stretched
  • She was probably in the kitchen
  • He yawned
  • “Shit… my morning breath is horrible…”
  • He walked to the bathroom
  • The first thing he saw was blood
  • He didn’t register that it was yours, until he saw your pale body lying still on the floor
  • “M-MC?”
  • He dropped next to your body
  • “MC? HEY???”
  • When he shook you, he remembered getting blood on his hands
  • he still washes them everyday, until they’re raw
  • he wrapped his arms around you
  • “MC, please wake up, okay? We still have to go on that movie date, remember? And you promised you’d teach me your recipe for those chocolate chip cookies you bake all the time! We still have a life together, so PLEASE WAKE UP!”
  • he pushed the hair out of your face and gave you a kiss
  • “P-please… this can’t be real… please”
  • He couldn’t believe
  • That a couple of hours ago you were still alive, in his arms
  • and even though you were in his arms again
  • he couldn’t feel the warmth he fell asleep to
  • and he would never feel it again


  • Her phone rang, and she sent it to voicemail
  • “What were you saying, Jumin?”
  • “Well, parking has-“
  • “Sorry, it’s MC. We got in a fight this morning, so I sent Zen over to surprise with flowers for me.”
  • “Put her on speaker, I want to ask her how she feels about the RFA parking.”
  • Jaehee rolled her eyes
  • “Hey sweet-“
  • “Jaehee, something’s happened.”
  • “Zen? Where’s MC?”
  • “I’m so sorry-”
  • Jumin interpreted
  • “I believe Jaehee asked you a question. Where is MC?”
  • “I-I came over to bring the flowers, l-like you said-“
  • “Get on with it, Zen,” Jaehee cut him off.
  • “She killed herself. She’s dead-“
  • Jaehee hung up
  • She didn’t want to hear anymore
  • Jumin stared at his assistant
  • “I’ll drive.”
  • He walked past her, expecting her to follow
  • But she didn’t
  • She stared straight ahead, her mind buzzing
  • She killed herself
  • She killed herself
  • She killed herself
  • … and I never got to apologize to her


  • “I think that, if the data is correct, this year’s sale-“
  • “M-Mr. Han?”
  • Jumin was in one of the most important business meetings of his life
  • So, when a teary eyed Jaehee popped her head in and disrupted him, in the middle of a sentence
  • He shot the coldest glare he’d ever given anyone
  • “What is it, Ms. Kang?”
  • “C-Can you step outside, p-please?”
  • “If that would get you to speak correctly again, I’ll do anything.”
  • The room laughed, and Jumin chuckled
  • that was the last time he would laugh for a long, long time
  • Jumin walked out in the hallway
  • “What’s going on, Jaehee? Why are you crying?”
  • She looked into Jumin’s eyes before breaking down
  • “It’s M-MC.”
  • “What about her?”
  • “S-She’s in the hospital. She tried-“
  • Jumin didn’t hear the last part
  • He was already running
  • When he got to the hospital, he saw Seven and Zen were already there in front of your room
  • Jumin walked over and tried to push past them
  • “Move-“
  • “Jumin, stop.”
  • He looked at the hacker, whose eyes were still flowing with tears
  • “Why the hell are you stopping me? I need to see her.”
  • Zen put a hand on his shoulder
  • “She took her own life, Jumin. She died.”
  • And that was all it took
  • Jumin fell to the floor and screamed
  • His voice rang throughout the entire hall
  • “WHY? WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY?”
  • He slammed his hand on the ground so hard, Seven swore it was broken
  • “Jumin-“


  • You had mentioned you were hungry
  • And since recently, you had barely ate anything, Seven was quick to pick some up
  • “How about I go get some dumplings? I’ll be right back!”
  • You caught his hand before he left
  • “Seven, I love you.”
  • He turned around and gave you a confused look
  • “I love you too, but why the sudden dramatics?”
  • “I just… I wanted you to know how I felt. And that no matter what, I’ll always love you. Forever.”
  • He smiled and kiss your forehead
  • “I’ll love you forever too, MC.”
  • he walked out of the house, still smiling
  • if only he had known that was the last time he’d ever hear your voice again
  • 30 minutes later, he came home
  • “MC, I have the food!”

  • “MC?”
  • He wandered around the house, dropping the food in the kitchen
  • He walked back to the bedroom
  • that’s when he saw you
  • on the bed
  • not moving
  • he ran over to you and picked up the empty pill bottle
  • He shook your shoulders until his arms were sore
  • Finally he climbed onto the bed and pulled you in his lap, crying over your body
  • He recalled the last thing he said to you
  • “I’ll always love you. Forever.”
  • He started to shake, burying his head in your chest

Could you write a story based on Cold by Maroon 5?

Hii, thank you very much for your request and your patience. I know it’s been forever since I posted something and I know I still have so many requests to write. I don’t know when I’ll get to them though, I’m struggling with a few things right now and feel like I have to focus on myself. I’m sorry if this is sloppy and confusing but I tried my best.xxx

Sometimes Harry thinks it’s his fault. That maybe he did something wrong that pushed her away from him but when he goes through every situation in his head he comes up with nothing.

They’re engaged. For eight months.
She said yes when he asked her to marry him. She had tears in her eyes when he told her how wonderful she is. How much he loves her. Always. Forever.
She had the biggest smile he’s ever seen on her face when he pushed the ring onto her ring finger.
She showed emotion. She doesn’t do that anymore.
It’s like she’s not even herself anymore. When Harry met her for the first time he was speechless. He never met someone who had such an aura. He knew from the second his eyes landed on her that she was an absolute sunshine. She was glowing. She was happy.
She lost that three months ago.
When he got to know her, he knew she was the one. The one he would love with all his heart, forever. The one he would marry someday.
Now he isn’t sure anymore.
He couldn’t understand it. They had that kind of love you see in movies. That kind of love people write poems and songs about. It was perfect. But somehow it felt like she forgot that on their way.
Nowadays there were no tender touches. Whenever they kissed it felt different. They didn’t kiss because they wanted to show their love and affection for each other. It felt forced.
There were no loving words either. There was only silence. It was killing him.

The only mistake Harry made was to let it get this far. He didn’t realize what was happening at first, he assumed the honeymoon phase was over and all that lovey-dovey stuff would die down. He hated the thought of that but he thought it was normal in a long term relationship.
When he realized there were no loving gestures whatsoever he knew something different was going on. It was too late though. Y/N shut him out completely and he felt like he couldn’t get to her anymore. He didn’t feel her anymore.
Not even when they were sleeping in the same bed, under the same covers. He always used to hold her in any way, sometimes just her hand but often her whole body. He couldn’t reach her anymore.

Sometimes Harry thought it would be better if she just ended it. It was obvious she didn’t want this anymore, she didn’t act like they were together even though they used to be so in love. He always wondered why she was still here. Why she didn’t just pack her things and leave. Why was she still holding on?
But whenever these thoughts crossed his mind he felt a pang in his chest, a pain in his heart. He didn’t want her to leave. He loved her. Always. Forever.
That’s why he gave her time. Time for whatever she was going through. He gave her space. Even though he feared it would only push her away more.
But then came the point where Harry felt like he couldn’t do it anymore. You can only sacrifice your love for so long until the pain spreads from your heart through your whole body. He needed her. Needed her love. Her warmth. Her touch. Her kisses. Just her.

So during one evening he decided he had enough. He couldn’t hold it all back anymore. He knew that if he was without her touch for another second he would die inside.
When he slipped under the covers beside her he didn’t keep as much distance as he used to lately. He was close to her. For the first time in what seemed like forever. He wasn’t touching her though. But he could feel her warmth.
He saw her reaction. He saw how she flinched. How her fingers started to shake as she turned the page of her book. She was reading a romantic story. Ironic, Harry thought.
When her hand fell onto her stomach again Harry took a deep breath and reached out to take it. His fingers wrapped around hers, his thumb stroking over her knuckles once. Somehow it felt familiar. But also like it was the first time he’s ever held her hand.
Her head snapped in his direction, her eyes wide. They flickered from their joined hands to his face a few times until her lips parted.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, but the irritation was clear.
“I’m holding your hand.” Harry replied.
Her eyes flickered to their hands again.
“C-Can you please let go?” she asked after a moment.
Harry was sure his heart broke. He was sure she could hear it shattering. He diverted his eyes to the sheets underneath him, clearing his throat awkwardly. He didn’t let go though. He wouldn’t let her continue like this. She had to understand what she did to him.
“Why won’t you let me hold your hand?” he questioned.
He watched how she closed her eyes for a second before she opened them again, unshed tears making them look glassy now.
“Please, Harry.”
There’s been times she rarely called him Harry. Baby. Darling. Sweetheart. Love. Those were his names.
He looked straight into her eyes, his fingers squeezing hers. No. He wouldn’t let go.
He saw how she flinched again. How her eyes closed again and more tears rimmed her eyes.
His thumb stroked over her fingers again. Again and again. Just how he used to. Until he stopped. Until he felt his heart break again. His eyes snapped to her fingers. To one finger in particular. It was bare.
“Y-You took your ring off?”
He felt like someone punched him. Like someone was slowly cutting through his heart.
That’s when the first tear hit the sheets.
“Why would you take off your ring?”
Y/N took her hand away from his, the disconnection sending chills through Harry’s body.
Her eyes were dancing all over the room but never landing on his. She did that on purpose.
“You don’t want to marry me anymore?”
That’s when she started full on crying.
“No! You don’t get to cry now. Just tell me what the fuck is going on lately!”
“N-Nothing.” she stuttered and turned her back to him.
“Nothing?! Are you fucking kidding me?! You pulled away from me completely. I can’t reach you anymore, not emotionally and god forbid physically. You act like we are not together. Like we don’t love each other.”
When he didn’t get a response other than her whimpers and sniffles he felt like he was being suffocated.
“We do love each other, right?” he asked in almost a whisper.
He felt his own tears sliding down his cheeks when again she didn’t say anything. He stood up then, running a hand through his hair and looking at her back, how her shoulders shook with silent sobs. He shook his head and made his way to the ensuite-bathroom.
“I do love you!” she cried out just before he reached the bathroom door.
Harry stopped dead in his tracks but didn’t turn around.
“I love you.” she whimpered again.
He turned around slowly and looked at her.
“You don’t act like you do.”
“I know I don’t. But I do.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t have to, I guess.”
Harry’s eyes caught hers immediately.
“So that’s it? You won’t fight? What made you give up?”
“No, I want to know. I want to know what the fuck happened that made you pull away from me. I want to know since when you feel like you can’t talk to me. I want to know when you lost the will to fight.”
He saw the hesitation in her eyes, the nervous fiddling with her fingers. But his intense stare made her open up.
“I never understood how you could love me.”
Y/N took a deep breath before she went on.
“You’re this incredible man who’s always nice and well mannered and knows exactly what he wants. Whatever you do, it’s perfect. You’ve achieved everything in you life that you wanted. No matter what others say, you always keep going. You’re confident and strong. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met. It wasn’t hard to fall in love with you, you knocked me off my feet within the first week of knowing you. When someone asked me what I love about you I could tell them billions of things. You always said you felt the same about me. I always thought you were insane. I was sure it was only the honeymoon phase which made you think you feel the same about me. When the sappiness and cheese died down a bit I got terrified. I thought that you would realize that you only imagined all those feelings. That you would realize I’m not as special as you originally thought. I’m a normal girl, I’m boring. I love to lay on the couch all day and watch movies and eat ice cream. I go out with my girlfriends and talk about boys. I can’t cook. I can’t dance. I can’t sing. I hate how I look in photos. I’m incredibly sarcastic. I’m shy. I get tired when I’m drunk. I-”
“Stop putting yourself down.” he interrupted her.
“It’s true, Harry. You’re everything I’m not. I never understood what you saw in me. I never understood what you could love about me. And when the honeymoon phase stopped I was so goddamn scared. I was sure that it was only a matter of time until you left. And because I was sure you would break my heart I tried to protect myself and pulled away a bit. And you did too, you didn’t try to reach out at first. And when you tried to, I thought it would be better to shake it off. And then you stopped trying, ever since then I was only waiting for you to call me out on my behavior. I know you’re going to leave now. And that’s okay, kind of expected it anyway.”
When she stopped talking Harry couldn’t do anything but stare at her. He didn’t understand it. Nothing of what she just said made any sense.
“You are absolutely insane.” he finally breathed out.
He sat down beside her and grabbed her hand again, this time she didn’t fight it.
“I don’t have any idea what the hell is going on in your head right now. I don’t know what the hell I did to make you feel that way.”
He shook his head and sighed.
“When I met you for the first time it felt like I breathed for the first time in my whole life. You looked at me and I knew my whole life just changed. When I got to know you I couldn’t believe how incredibly amazing you were. I still remember what my mum said after she met you: She’s a sunshine. And I said no. She’s the sun. My sun. You were the light in my life. You made me realize what the word ‘love’ means. I fell in love with you so goddamn fast and hard. I knew I wanted to marry you after a few months because I knew you were the one for me. I knew I would love you forever. And when you said yes when I asked you to marry me I was sure I was the happiest man to ever walk the earth. When you started to distance yourself from me I didn’t know what to do. I was scared what would happen so I gave you space but you pulled away from me more and more. And all that just because you thought I don’t love you?”
His eyes searched hers and they both saw the hurt in each others eyes.
“I love you. I love you with my whole heart. With everything I have. I love you with every fiber of my being. I proved it with the ring… but you took it off.” he finished with a whisper.
His thumb ran over her bare finger where the symbol of his love should be. Y/N lowered her head to look down at their hands and intertwined her fingers with his for the first time in three months.
“I had to get it resized.” she whispered.
“I know we already got it resized but it was still a bit big so I decided to bring it to the store again. It’s ready tomorrow.”
“You didn’t take it off?”
“No. I would never take it off.”
Harry smiled softly at her and squeezed her hand.
“I’m quite stupid, aren’t I?” she said after a moment of silence.
Harry chuckled and shook his head a bit.
“Would you be mad if I said yes?”
She laughed softly and shook her head as well. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Harry leaned in and pressed his forehead against hers.
“I’m so goddamn sorry.” she whispered after a bit.
“No. What I did was so unfair to you.”
She pulled back from him and looked at the ground.
“I hurt you for months. Three goddamn months in which I broke my own heart but more importantly yours. And all that just because I’m so incredibly insecure.”
“It’s not all your fault, love. I must have given you a reason to doubt my love for you.”
She looked at him again and sighed.
“But that’s exactly it, you didn’t. You never gave me a reason to doubt you.”
Harry lifted the hand that wasn’t holding hers to her cheek and stroked over her skin.
“It’s okay, my love. C'mere now.”
He opened his arms and signaled for her to sit down on his lap. She did, after a bit of awkward shuffling she positioned her knees on either side of his hips and sat down on his thighs. They haven’t been this close in so long. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist tightly and pulled her as close as possible. Y/N slung her arms around his neck and breathed in his smell. The smell she missed so much.

They both didn’t know how long they’ve been in this position before Y/N pulled back. Her hands were on his cheeks, cupping his face. She searched his eyes for a moment before she leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a soft and lingering kiss.
“I think… I have to get help.” she told him in a whisper when she pulled back.
Harry searched her eyes but didn’t say anything, he wanted her to go on before he said anything.
“I-I don’t know what’s happening with me and I don’t think I can do this alone.”
“You’re not alone, my love. I’m here.”
“I know you are, but… I think I have to get professional help. I don’t think that what I did was normal. I pushed you away. I distanced myself from the one person I love with my whole heart. I’m constantly sad. I can’t sleep properly. I don’t think that’s normal.” she shrugged softly.
“Okay. We’ll get you help. And I’ll be here through all of this, okay? I won’t leave. I’ll be right by your side and help you wherever I can.”
She leaned down to kiss him again, her lips pressing to his softly but with so much love.
“Thank you.”
“No problem, love. Made a promise to love you, didn’t I? Always and forever.”

Have some Morreyeson fluffy comedy cause I needed a break from writing angst.

It started out innocently enough.

Gabe had been suffering from insomnia since the war started. Technically, they were not supposed to wander around the base in the middle of the night, so he got used to wait until everyone fell asleep and sneak into the gym, trying to exhaust himself.

He didn’t set out to lie to his new roommate or anything, it just never came up.

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girlmeetshit  asked:

(another prompt, sorry but I'M IN LOVE WITH YOUR FICS) Betty and Jughead got stuck in a class alone after months of their friendly break up and realises that they aren't just friends.

This makes me so happy because I was just thinking ‘I hope I’m not annoying anybody by posting all these fics’ so thank you!

Detention (aka I fucked up)

Betty couldn’t believe her luck - she had gotten detention today, the first time in her life, because the teacher thought she was looking at her neighbors paper during a test, thought she - Betty Cooper - was cheating.

She walked into the dark classroom to find Jughead sitting there, facing the teacher’s desk. Were they really the only two who had gotten detention today? 

Betty sat down two desks behind him and sat up straight. 

Jughead had broken up with Betty a month and a half ago. He had said he wanted to focus on his family - who could blame him? - but Veronica told her that she heard on good authority that Jughead didn’t think he was good enough for her.

But Betty knew  he had simply fallen out of love with her. Of course, she had slapped a smile on her face, trying to cover the hurt. She couldn’t lose Jughead entirely - if he didn’t want to be her boyfriend anymore, she needed him to be her friend. She needed him to be a part of her life.

Betty had laid in bed the entire weekend after Jughead left her room that day. She didn’t answer her phone, didn’t eat, didn’t speak to anyone. Her heart was broken.

She dragged herself out of bed on Monday and tried to put on a brave face at school.

They still hung out together, of course. Archie and Betty and Veronica and Jughead and Kevin sitting in a booth at Pop’s, The five of them in Veronica’s living room, studying and eating popcorn, Betty, Jughead and Kevin in The Blue and Gold’s office, studying the murder board.

This would be the first time Jughead and Betty would be in a room together without any of their friends.

Betty cracked open a notebook and tried to distract herself by jotting down article ideas.

Not five minutes had passed before Coach Clayton stood up from his desk “I’ve got an errand to run - no funny business. I’ll be back in five.” He called, then strolled out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Immediately, Jughead got up from his chair and sat down in front of Betty, turning around so his stomach was against the back of the chair.

“What are you in for?” He questioned, smirking.

“They think I was cheating off of Kevin.” Betty murmured, playing with her pen. “What about you?”

Jughead guffawed at Betty’s admission. “I was smoking on school property.”

“Again?” Betty raised an eyebrow.

Jughead just shrugged and pushed back his floppy hair, rearranging his hat.

Betty’s arm reached out before she knew what she was doing, moving the hair that had fallen back in Jughead’s eyes. ”Juggie, what happened?” 

There was a dark purple bruise on Jughead’s temple.

Jughead’s eyes darkened, his head hung downwards. He had forgotten about his bruise. “Dad got drunk, I pissed him off. No big deal.”

“Jughead…” Betty whispered, the word barely making it out of her mouth. She gently touched his temple.

Betty’s fingers lingered on Jugheads soft skin, tracing down his temple and onto his cheek.

They say touch has memory, and this memory was killing Betty. The memory of his skin was too much for her. Tears welled in her eyes and she looked down immediately. 

“Betty, what is it?” Jughead murmured.

“Nothing,” Betty lied, doodling on the paper beneath her.

“Bets, please don’t lie to me. Hey,” Jughead pulled gently on her chin so that she would look him in the eye.

“I just miss you, Jug.” 

“I’m right here, Betty.” Jughead said lightly. 

“That’s not what I mean.” Betty said exasperatedly. She might as well tell him the truth - he knew when she was lying.

“I know,” Jughead admitted. He still had hold of Betty’s chin and he grazed his thumb across her cheek. “I’m sorry that I hurt you, Betty.”

Betty just nodded, more tears welling in her eyes. They were words she had hoped for, had thought about, but they didn’t heal the hurt.

“I was just scared.” He said to her.

Betty looked into Jughead’s eyes, searching for answers. “Scared of what?”

Jughead took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Scared of how happy you make me - made me.” He correctly himself. “You made it easier for me to breathe. And when you weren’t around, my world felt like it was crashing down around me. And I remembered what it felt like to be alone. When the only thing you know is happiness being taken away from you, you don’t know what to do with the light in your life - so you extinguish it.”

“Jughead -” Betty started.

“I figured that you would realize that I wasn’t what you wanted. That you would leave me like everyone else does. So it was easier if I left you first.”

“Jughead -”

“Betty, I didn’t mean to hurt you - I just thought it would hurt less if I ended it on my terms, before things went too far, and that the inevitable end came and I was crushed but, I sort of fucked things up and got hurt anyway.”

“Who says there’s an inevitable end, Jughead? Who says if we make each other happy we can’t just keep being happy together? Maybe the world was trying to give us both a break.”

Jughead looked down. He was the dumbest person alive.

“I wasn’t going anywhere, Jughead.” Betty whispered. She took Jughead’s hand that still lingered on her cheek and held it in hers.  

“I fucked up.” 

Betty nodded. “Lucky for you, I’m pretty forgiving.”

Jughead’s head snapped up. He thought for sure that she had moved on.

“We could be each other’s salvation.” Betty murmured.

“Betty, I love you. I’m so in love with you. I always have been and I always will be.” 

Betty leaned forward and kissed Jughead on the lips lightly. “I love you, Jughead. We’ll be each other’s light and if you’re ever scared again, you have to just talk to me. You’re not allowed to leave me again.” Betty gave a small half smile, tentatively. 

Jughead shook his head. “I promise, Bets.”

Happy Birthday Tony

Tonys birthday was never anything special. He was pretty sure that he had a few good ones when he was a kid. But he remembers not getting any presents, because he already had everything. Or so his father always told him when he asked for a present, once.

But he had Jarvis and sometimes even Peggy there. So that was good.

After his parents died, Tony didn’t want to celebrate his birthday anyway. So he wasn’t mad when Rhodey didn’t plan a party for him. It was enough for him to cuddle with Rhodey and eat cold pizza.

When he was in a relationship with Pepper, she asked if he wanted to do something special on his birthday. Tony wasn’t sure what you would want to do on a birthday, so he told her he would just …work. Like always.

He can’t help the pain around his heart. It would be nice if someone would do something for him anyway.

He knows that he has no right to be this bitter. He could say something and Pepper and Rhodey would buy him the world. He loves them and he knows they love him, too.

Then came the Avengers in his tower and Tony secretly hopes they would throw a party for him. He had spent months of works for their birthday presents, so he was excited to see what he would get.

His last birthday with the avengers were unimportant. There was always an ultron, civil war or Loki. But now they had peace for almost two months. So he cant wait to see his friends.

The civil war was hard the first month but now he is glad that the team is back. He also met the guardians a few months ago and liked them as well. So yeah he was pretty happy.

Maybe this would be his first birthday that he actually liked!

Or not….

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philip hamilton x reader
(soulmate modern au)

in which the first words that your soulmate says to you become tattooed to your wrist when you turn 18; and when they are spoken, the said words disappear.

words: 2294

warnings: mentions of sadness/somewhat of angst?

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Firewall Down (AI/Robot! Jungkook x Reader)

Originally posted by jeonify

Important Author’s Note:  Hello everyone! I am back again after a brief hiatus or whatever you would like to call it. This new story is quite special to me as it is my first request that I have decided to try to turn into a story, hopefully, quite a few chapters long. Thanks to @line-fangirl for the request and I hope you thoroughly enjoy this work. Please don’t hate me for the crappy summary that is to follow or any crappy writing mistakes as this work has not undergone any form of editing. 

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut (eventual)

Rating: PG - PG13 (for this chapter)

Characters: Reader, Jungkook, BTS (Eventual)

Word Count: 4,146

Summary: (Y/N) lives in a world consumed by hate, famine, and fear. A nuclear stricken world characterizes the loss of all chances of hope, love, and trust. Living in a world so far from the world that we know today, (Y/N) and her dad try to prolong their own survival, nevermind their existence in a group. (Y/N)’s intention to secure only her own survival in a world so hell-bent to erase it is slowly altered by a most unusual source. Though AIs were created with solely the intent of destruction and control, (Y/N) finds herself taking a deadly interest into an AI by the name of Jungkook assigned to her survival group. His continual expresssion of his lack of emotion only encourages (Y/N) to find out more about him. And suddenly, the unfeeling Jungkook is made to feel things he never considered and unintentionally change the course of (Y/N)’s life for forever. 

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Kissing Tybalt - A birthday gift for @xerxia31

Today is the day, the big day of @xerxia31. You know her as an awesome writer, an impeccable beta ( the Queen of Red Pencil), but most importantly, I know her as a friend - and here I lack words and superlatives to describe what her friendship means.

With the help of @burkygirl for the betaing (and there was a lot, thank you so much for helping me) and the amazing art @akai-echo did for this story, here is my humble birthday gift.

Have the bestest of days, my friend !


“How do you feel about kissing Tybalt?”

How do I feel about kissing my friend on stage ? Last I checked, the script says nothing about exchanging saliva with Tybalt. Well, technically with Peeta. My friend, who’s playing Juliet’s cousin in this musical he dragged me into.

“Uh-” is all I manage to say. I’m so eloquent, right? But what can I say? Maybe something like: Shouldn’t we have discussed it  more than three days before the premiere of the show? But that’s how our director, Effie, is. Crazy. She has two thousand brilliant ideas just like this one on a bad day. Don’t get me started on how many she has on a good day.

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pieannamay  asked:

Shieldshock prompt: Darcy and Steve get trapped together somewhere.

It was an unusual situation of epic proportions.

There were aliens, yes. There was a Hulk, yes. There was fighting and screaming, yes. And yet Darcy had no idea how she had ended up trapped beneath a building with Captain America of all people. One minute, she had been panic-running to the exit, herding others before her like the saint she secretly was, and the very next minute something (or rather, someone) had burst through the glass window and a bomb had exploded. Now buried beneath all the rubble with an unconscious superhero sprawled on top of her, it was hard to decide whether he had jumped in to save the civilians or whether someone had pushed him through the window and then tried to bomb them all.

It was just her luck that she was right in his trajectory and that he had basically stopped her from getting crushed by wrapping his body around her and taking the brunt of all the falling debris. She was grateful to him but her head hurt and she was pretty sure she had sprained her ankle due to the fall, so excuse her for being a little scared and uncomfortable.

“Hey, wake up,” she wheezed, poking the prone body on top of her. Both his arms were caging her head and his masked face was buried in her hair, breathing steadily against her neck. “Dude, come on. You’re really heavy.”

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 3 993
summary : based on the song ‘Happier’ by Ed Sheeran
note i couldn’t help myself with the ending. sorry not sorry.
* gif by chris-woods

Losing the best thing in his life hurt like hell. What hurt even more was seeing the person he loved in someone else’s arms. It had been a month since Kai and Y/N had broken up because of a stupid impulse to get back at his coven and Bonnie for ditching him in 1903. He should’ve known this would be a mistake. He should’ve gone directly to his girl right after coming back instead of getting on the revenge path and losing everything. Instead he had let anger get the worst out of him again.

They had been together for almost three months , the happiest months in his life. He had never really understood love or falling in love until he had met her. Y/N had given him a chance even before the merge and always had stood up for him to her friends until his sister’s wedding day. He had pushed it too far that day and his life got turned upside down – and even though they had been apart for a month he was still in love with her and needed her in his life more than ever.

Kai heard her coming before she had even stepped inside the barn. There was no way for him to mistake the speed of the steps or her heartbeat. Someone had told her about what had happened , that he was back and – that he had linked her cousin and best friend to Bonnie. Before he had had the chance to get outside Y/N ran inside , stopping so abruptly at the entrance she nearly slipped on the blood on the floor.
    “Oh my God –” she muttered , covering her mouth with her hand. Her eyes took in the scene in front of her - all the bodies , the blood mixed with flowers and glass shards. Then she saw him and her eyes lit up. For a moment she took a step towards him then stopped. “You are alive. T-they said you killed yourself.”
    “I did , but I came back.” he smiled nervously at her. “I missed you so much Y/N -”
Kai took a step towards her but she took a step back , holding a hand out gesturing for him to stop. Almost two weeks since he had last seen her , hugged her .. kissed her. His girl was standing right there barely a metre away and he couldn’t touch her because she wouldn’t let him. A tear rolled down her cheek and he reached to wipe it away faster than she did. Kai couldn’t help but notice how her heart skipped a beat when he did yet she didn’t smile.
    “You screwed up Malachai. Big time.” she said quietly. Kai flinched - the only time she used his full name was when she was beyond upset. “How can you even — You liked Bonnie to Elena. Elena who is not just my best friend , she is like my sister the only family I had left. You didn’t even come to see me when - ”
    “I was going to. I swear , just things got in the w-”
    “Yeah , I see. Things always got in the way… ” she pushed away his hands. “I stood up for you. Even tried to convince Bonnie to let you out or to send me there so I can be with you not giving a damn we’d be stuck there and what do you ? You didn’t even talk to me - ” she raised her voice. “ - instead you proved to everyone you are still the same monster they saw you as when you first got out of 1994. You lived up to everyone’s horrible expectations of you. Congratulations. Now you are the monster everyone sees when they look at you.”
Kai took a step towards her , stepping over one of his family’s bodies reaching for her , dying to wrap his arms around her and apologise. Nevertheless what came out of his mouth was completely different. He knew Y/N’s words hadn’t meant to hurt him but that had been exactly what had happened and they had cut deeper than any knife ever could. How had he managed to push away the only person who ever gave him a chance and ever made him happy? The only person he ever loved and who ever loved him ?
    “That’s right. I am the monster , the abomination. Always the one everyone treats like some irredeemable piece of trash. All my life that’s all I’ve ever known. All those people you see here - you have no idea what it was to live with them. To be always the one to blame , not to be able to touch anyone because they shriek in fear – I thought you were different. I thought you’d understand like always - ”
    “Understand what ?” she snapped. “That you acted on an impulse again ? Not thinking or caring who you’d hurt in the process ? You know what — I can’t do this anymore.”
    “Y/N please -” he took a step towards her trying to touch her but she pulled away not even looking into his eyes. “ - I can change. I will find a way to undo the spell. I will do anything.”
    “No. No , Malachai.” she said quickly wiping away a tear from her cheek. “This is too much.  You lost me the second you decided getting revenge is more important than what we had. We could’ve been happy. We could’ve had a family of our own. You could’ve had everything you have ever wanted but - ”
    “You have been waiting for this moment haven’t you ? You and all your stupid friends. You never loved me or cared about me. It was all pretend so you keep me in check wasn’t it ? I can’t believe I spent even a second believing you love me and you’d be by my side.”
Y/N’s eyes widened. “Actually no. I haven’t , they might’ve but not me.  I believed in you and loved you and if you had chosen to come to me first things would’ve been different.  I was ready to leave town with you before you got trapped in 1903 and even after you got stuck there. We could’ve left , but instead you made the decision for both of us. You know , I kept trying to convince them to let you out. To give you another chance , to except you despite of everything you had done… I have done that ever since day one , remember ? I am done with all of it. I’m done.”
    “Wh-what are you -”
    “It’s over. We are over. I – ” she wiped a few tears off her cheeks. “ - I don’t want to see you or hear from you. Ever.”
    “Y/N …” he took a step towards her as she spun around on her heels running outside. He could hear her crying on her way to the car and afterwards punching the steering wheel.
    “What did I do?” he whispered looking around , holding his head in his hands before smashing one of the chairs into the wall screaming out in pain.

A lump got stuck in Kai’s throat when he stepped into the town square. Across the street walking towards the Grill were Y/N and … her new boyfriend. Kai stopped right on his tracks looking at them. For a moment a small smile spread across his face seeing her after all this time , then his smile faded.
Y/N and her new boyfriend had wide smiles on their faces and he couldn’t help but notice they were wider than the ones he and Y/N had had on theirs when they had been together.  His girl was moving on and looked happier with someone new , laughing at something her new boyfriend said to her while he put his arm around her shoulder leaning in to kiss her before they walked inside.
Kai looked at the ground feeling his eyes starting to water. It hurt so much seeing her with someone else , worse than having his heart ripped out ever would. This should’ve been him with her. Putting his arms around her , kissing her , waking up next to her in the morning…  not this person.
Last thing he wanted now was to watch his girl with someone else at the Grill and he started to turn around when Damon bumped into him , putting his arm around his shoulders.
    “There he is. My favourite heretic.” smirked the vampire. “Come on , lets go get a drink so I can tell you all about how much it hurts being away from the person I love the most.”
    “Not in the mood Damon. Why don’t you find another drinking buddy ? I can’t lift the spell even if I wanted to. I told you and no one hates me more than I hate myself for what I did that day.” replied Kai , pushing Damon’s hand away. “You lost your girl because of me and I lost the best thing in my life trying to get back at you.”
    “And that’s exactly why we need to go get a drink my friend.”
    “Not your friend.”
    “C'mon , I need a new drinking buddy. Alaric’s alcohol tolerance as a human is a joke now -”
    “I said no , Damon. Your girl is in a coffin taking a magical nap but you will see her again one day and she will be in your arms again. My girl … is happier without me.”
Damon’s expression changed suddenly , looking at him almost sympathetically . He knew how the young heretic felt , not exactly but he got enough. He had had to watch Elena with Stefan for years before they finally got together and seeing the person  you love with someone else is one of the worst feelings ever.
    “As someone who had lived longer than you – one day you will be happy again. You will get over her.”
    “No. I will always love her , it will always be her and only her even in a thousand years. It will always be Y/N and no one else. All I can do is try and not to take it personal while she moves on with someone new. Try and smile to hide the truth –”
    “ – and get drunk with your knew best buddy.” grinned Damon.
Kai scoffed pushing Damon’s arm again. “Go find another drinking buddy Damon.”

A couple of hours later Kai got in his apartment , reaching almost immediately for the bottle he had bought on his way home. It was full but in an hour or two it would be empty just like the rest of them. He pulled out his phone , feeling an ache in his heart seeing his screen wallpaper - a picture of him and Y/N. A whole month and he still hadn’t changed it. Why would he ? He liked seeing them smiling widely at the camera with their arms around each other. They had been so happy before he had screwed everything up. Y/N had been right - they could’ve had it all together. They could’ve had a family of their own in some other town away from his family and everyone else. All they had always needed had been each other. Now — he was alone , and she … she was moving on with someone else. A tear rolled down his cheek but he didn’t even bother wiping it away not realisig when he had opened the bottle. He didn’t bother to pour the amber coloured liquid into a glass. What would be the point ? Its not like pouring it into a glass would get things back to the way they were before he had linked her cousin and best friend to Bonnie that day making it so Y/N would never see Elena again. It’s not like it would stop him from drinking the entire bottle.
He searched through his contacts , scrolling until her name popped up on the screen. For a few long moments his finger hovered over the screen as he was debating whether or not he should call her. A deep sigh left his lips and he rested his back against the wall with the bottle in his hands. His eyes closed and he slid down sitting in the corner of the room , bringing the bottle to his lips. He didn’t even know what he’d say to her or if she will even answer. Seeing her earlier in the day had wrecked him all over again , shattering all the pieces of his heart to dust.
Sitting in the corner of the room Kai could almost see her walking around , could hear her laugh echoing in every room of his apartment. He glanced at the couch and she was standing there waving for him to come over before the movie started , snuggling into his arms the moment he sat there. Then turned around seeing her leaning against the kitchen door frame with a smile on her face before running up to him and jumping into his arms while he was making breakfast.
How it was possible that everything reminded him of her ? Even that wine stain on the carpet which had been a complete accident and she had tried so hard to remove. A whole month and he could still smell her perfume in the air. Not even in the Prison World he had missed and needed her so much. By the time he got up the bottle in his hands was empty. Quickly he got a piece of paper , a pen and started to write. He planned on sending his letter the same way he had sent her hundredths of messages while they had still been together. Maybe she’d read it — or maybe she will toss it in the trash and forget about him completely. Who knew , maybe she already had.

Y/N was laying in her bed starring at the ceiling thinking about how it had been a month since everything. Or more like trying not to think how it had been a whole month since the last time she had seen Kai. When she had told him to never call her again , it had been her emotions in that moment talking. There hadn’t been a part of her thinking he’d actually give up that easily. What they had had been this instant connection where you see the person and you just know thats him/her. So many nights every time her phone buzzed she thought it was him but it never was. Every time someone knocked on the door or threw pebbles at her window her first thought was KAI. It never was.

“Get back on the market. It’s the easier way to move on.
What happened was for the best. He would’ve hurt you or gotten you killed.
Why do you keep defending him after everything he had done? He killed his entire family – he linked your best friend , your cousin to me.”

A sigh left her lips. Her friends’ words kept repeating on a loop in her head. A tear rolled down her temples at the last happy memory she had of her and Kai together , right before he had gone over to the Salvatore’s to try and help. He had really thought they were giving him a chance and had been excited about it. They had made plans for the next day , and the next… Then Elena had called and her world had turned upside down. Then almost two weeks later Kai had come back and her world returned to normal for a few seconds before it got turned upside down again.
Y/N’s eyes closed for a few seconds and then her eyes opened seeing flames burn on her night stand for a few moments. Quickly she sat up in her bed confused as to what was happening at first before her mind placed things together. There was only one person who could have sent her that. Kai. It took her less than a minute to snatch the piece of paper and read it twice , tears rolling down her cheek and a small smile on her face seeing his hand writing. There had been smudges on the paper and by the looks of it maybe he had been lightly buzzed while writing it.

“I know you don’t want to see or hear from me but you need to know…
What I did and said that day was the biggest mistake I have ever made in my entire life.  I hurt you like no one else has ever hurt you and I know you won’t forgive me for any of it , I know I will
never forgive myself.
I was happier with you and I know there are others who deserve you and who will love you but no one will ever love you or need you like I do. I saw you today with your new boyfriend and your smiles were twice as wide as ours used to be. You looked happier with him than you had ever been with me and it hurt , but I promise not to take it personal that you are moving on with someone new. I knew that would happen someday… Damon said one day I will find someone else and feel that kind of happiness again but there will
never be anyone else for me but you. I am still in love with you and I will be waiting for you , if he breaks your heart.  I will put on a smile and act as if it doesn’t hurt because you looked happier … Are you ? Happier with him ? ”

Y/N reached for her phone , her finger hovering over Kai’s name in the contacts closing her eyes for a second she tapped the screen with her thumb , wiping her nose with her hand smiling through tears. No answer. Why would she send her a note and not answer his phone later ? It made no sense.

Kai laid almost face first on the couch , half drunk and semi awake when someone knocked on the door. Groggily he got up , taking a few short steps towards the door. His hand hovered over the door knob for a few moments while he tried to figure out who would come over at 3AM. A sigh left his lips and he turned around heading back towards the couch. Probably it was Damon looking for his new drinking buddy. No. Kai wasn’t planing on doing that. Almost half way to the couch whoever it was on the door knocked again and this time he opened the door.
His heart was about to leap out of his chest seeing Y/N there , still wearing her PJ’s and knowing her , probably she had gone outside wearing them and her fuzzy slippers. A small smile spread across her face seeing him smile back at her. Kai wanted so badly to hug her , kiss her – just one more time but no. He couldn’t do that. Y/N had a boyfriend now , not that he cared much about that , but she would.
    “Hi.” he finally managed to say. “Wh-what are you doing here ?”
Y/N unfolded Kai’s note , holding it in front of him. A lump got stuck in his throat. Why had she come in the middle of the night because of the letter ?
    “Can I – ?”
    “Um yeah , of course.”
Kai stepped aside letting her walk inside. Y/N looked around Kai’s apartment - it looked exactly the same except for the empty bottles and the pieces of glass near the wall. A small sigh left her lips hearing him close the door taking a step towards her until she turned around to face him. Their eyes met and for a second everything was the way it used to be. Just the two of them.
    “No.” she said quietly.
    “What ? I haven’t asked anything –”
    “Yes , you did and the answer is no.” she pointed at the letter. “You are not the only one who can put on a fake smile and make it believable Kai. How can I be happy with someone else when my heart belongs with you ? When I — belong with you.”
    “I am drunk and dreaming.” muttered Kai to himself. “Or hallucinating. Definitely.”
Y/N took a step towards him with a wide smile on her face , placing her palm on his cheek. Kai looked into her eyes afraid she’d disappear at any moment.
    “If you were dreaming would I do this ?” she said lifting herself on her toes gazing into his eyes. For a moment she almost kissed him and then she slapped his cheek , not too hard but hard enough to convince him he was awake.  
    “I deserved that.” he said rubbing his cheek for a second , scooping her into his arms and twirling her around in the next. Y/N’s laugh echoed in the house and for the first time in weeks he felt complete. “God , I really hope this isn’t a product of my imagination but even if it is - it feels so good to have you in my arms again. I will never let you go. Never ev-”
Y/N’s lips crashed against his , more hungry and greedy than ever kissing him as if her life depended on it. He wrapped his arms around her tight , pulling her towards him feeling a tear roll down his cheek.
    “Wow happy crying.” she said wiping it away from his cheek. “Thats new.”
    “Tell me about it.” he laughed , not willing to let go off her.
    “Come on. Lets go to bed. I walked like 2 miles in the middle of the night and now I just want to go to bed with my boyfriend.”
    “Y-your b-boyfriend ? What about – whats his name ?”
    “I’ll deal with that tomorrow. Right now , you have a month of cuddling to make up for.”
Kai scooped her up and carried her to the bed unable to take his eyes away from her the same way she couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. Seeing him smile and his eyes sparkle like never before was everything she could ever want in life.

    “Wake up. Kai ?”
No , no, no. No. Don’t wake up. he thought to himself. Whatever you do , do not open yo- Wait — whats happening?
Kai felt someone’s lips on his , kissing him gently as he started to wake up. He recognised who it was immediately and his hands wrapped around her pulling her towards him , not ready to open his eyes just yet. Then his eyes opened slowly finding Y/N leaning over him on the bed with a wide smile on her face.
    “You are here.” he smiled , brushing his fingers through her hair.“For a moment I thought -”
    “That me coming in the middle of the night wearing my PJ’s and fuzzy slippers , slapping you and then kissing you like my life depended on it before we fell asleep cuddling on your bed had been a dream ?”
Kai laughed. “Breathe. That must’ve been the longest sentence you have ever said. And yes , for a moment I was terrified it had all been a dream -”
    “It wasn’t.” replied Y/N , hooking her arms around his neck. “I am here and I am not going anywhere — but to the store. You have no food here and I am starving.”
    “No. No you stay here. I’ll go.” said Kai getting up quickly. “What do you want ? Pancakes ? Waffles ? Ice cream ? Pizza ? I’ll do anything -”
Y/N laughed sitting on his bed with her knees up to her chest. “Whatever you decide. I missed your cooking so even if you fry me an egg I will love it.”
Kai ran back towards the bed , smashing his lips against hers for a long moment before heading towards the door when Y/N got up after him.
    “Hey , Kai ?” she said running into his arms. “I forgot to tell you something very very important. I love you.”
Kai smiled widely at her. “I never thought I’d hear you say those words to me again.”
    “I love you.
    “I love you too Y/N.”


You don’t own me part 11

Originally posted by flesss


“We can do even better things then just kissing. Let us go to the bedroom”, your voice was hoarse. His eyes lit up.

“You lead the way, kitten.”

Word count: 1861

Warnings: Mostly fluff and mentions of sex. Nothing to worry about though :P

Author’s note: I can smell the end…maybe two more…hehehehehehe

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It Was Real.

Requested By Anon - Where Bellamy comes back after the six years and stumbles upon Clarke in the woods. Clarke has been hallucinating Bellamy and thinks Bellamy is just a hallucination.

Bellamy could hardly remember what it had been like to stand upon grass, to look through tall trees and hear the birds singing and the sun or rain bursting through the leaves, it all just seemed like a dream. Coming home had been the main focus when they were up in space, they had settled in and immediately started working on a way to get down to earth safely and also coming up with a fuel that would actually work. So being down on the ground a year late just made everything all the more magical. Bellamy knew as much as his heart wanted Clarke to just stumble out of the trees with her big blue eyes, looking at them as though they were carrying pots of gold and run into his arms like she would if they were in a movie; she wouldn’t. She was gone and they were alive, he’d had time to grieve when he was in space, his mind memorised every little bit of her and stored it in a place in his mind where he prayed it wouldn’t be forgotten. She’d died so that they could live and to him that meant he’d owe her forever, getting back to the ground was so that Clarke hadn’t died for nothing.

Bellamy missed her so much, almost everything reminded him of her, just looking at the sea reminded him of her eyes or the time when they were with Roan. It all felt like yesterday to him, any memory with Clarke felt like yesterday and it just made the pain worse. The worst thing was hearing Murphy try to whisper quietly under his breath about Clarke being alive, it brought his hopes up, the thought that maybe the nightblood had worked that she really did just get sick before she got better. 

Bellamy knew a part of him would always hope that Clarke had survived, that she’d been the one to keep the land green. His heart would burst with joy if she was alive, if after all this time she’d been safe and healthy and alive. He wouldn’t be able to explain how he’d feel because there would be no words. It would be a miracle. 

Clarke had been hallucinating Bellamy ever since she’d eaten those hallucinogenic nuts, for some reason her mind didn’t process what they were until she’d seen Bellamy. She’d thought he was there before here, staring right at her, giving her that big smile he’d given her years ago. She thought he was finally home and when she ran to him, he vanished. It was only when Madi asked her what she was doing that she realised Bellamy wasn’t there and in a second she’d knocked the nuts out of Madi’s hands and onto the floor. The girl yelling a high pitched “hey!” as she sat on a stump of a tree that was no longer there.

“You don’t want to eat those, trust me. They toy with your mind.” Clarke muttered, lifting Madi off of the rather high stump even though Madi wasn’t five anymore. Madi didn’t bother telling her that she was eleven years old and didn’t need someone to get her down; she knew that looking after Madi was something Clarke had grown to love and Madi loved it too, Clarke was basically her mother. She’d called her mum a few times, a little scared when it first slipped out, afraid that Clarke would get mad and tell her she wasn’t her mother. But the blonde just smiled brightly, ruffling Madi’s hair.

Madi huffed and kicked the nuts that Clarke had shoved out of her hands, she was starving and they hadn’t saw an animal in miles, not even a rabbit. Clarke had noticed the lack of animals recently too and that was how she knew winter was coming. They’d have to stock up on the things they catch now, gather more berries, hope that the plants won’t freeze over so that if they run out they could always rely on them. Clarke had mixed feelings about this time of year, she hated it because it was harder to survive but she also loved it because it was the time of the year when the land wasn’t dark with ash, it was white like a winter wonderland. Everything seemed brand new.

“Come on, Kid. We’ll head out a little further and hopefully we’ll find something.” Clarke sighed, crushing the nuts beneath her feet. She should’ve known what they were, when she spun around for them to start walking the other way she almost jumped back into Madi, the poor girl stumbling backwards in surprise.

Clarke? What’s going on?”

Clarke gulped, her eyes on the Bellamy her mind has made up, swallowing her nerves and carrying on, gesturing Madi to come and walk beside her, shifting gun that was resting in her belt; she only ever used it for hunting seem as she didn’t need to defend themselves anymore.

“Those nuts make you see things, in my case, people.” Clarke finally told her as she kept her head down and walked past the Bellamy that was calling to her. Those damn nuts, she thought. “When we first came to the ground, the 100 and I, we gathered these nuts and ate them like crazy…we didn’t know they were going to give us hallucinations and I didn’t know until I hallucinated my father.”

“You’ve never told me that story before.” Madi said, she had been sure that Clarke had told her every story she’d known, she was always surprised when a new one came up that she didn’t know. Clarke let out a sigh.

“That’s because it was a pretty boring day trip until Bellamy taught me how to use a gun, he left, I ended up getting knocked out from behind after being asked where Bellamy was, I became conscious, went to find Bellamy and there Dax was pointing a gun at Bellamy.” Clarke explained, she made it short and quick but Madi was intrigued.

“Did you talk Dax out of it?” 

Clarke shook her head, “I tried, he wouldn’t listen. Some guy on the ark had ordered him to kill Bellamy.”

“Then how…”

“I had my own gun but they were dead bullets, so when I fired nothing came out. Dax turned on me but Bellamy tackled him to the ground, taking a few beatings before I tried to get Dax off of Bellamy before he killed him but he hit my stomach pretty badly and I ended up on the ground. Next thing I knew Dax was on the floor and Bellamy had crawled to my side, checking if I was okay before leaning against the tree.” 

Clarke could picture it all in her mind, she still felt the memory of the pain of the blow to the stomach, the blood that covered Bellamy’s face. She could remember how broken he sounded as he spoke of how his mother would think he was a monster and how she told him she need him. 

“Whoa,” Madi’s voice snapped her out of it and she smiled down at the young brunette that reminded her so much of Octavia. Madi was always shocked or interested in Clarke’s stories. “Was he the first person Bellamy killed?”

Clarke thought about it for a second, then nodded. She was sure it was. “He’d been begging to die just moments before I came…I’m sure he killed Dax to save me rather than himself. I think if I wasn’t there he would’ve let Dax do it.”

“I hope I find someone like Bellamy when I’m older.” Madi smiled up at Clarke, the blonde’s cheeks blushed knowing she had been lucky to have Bellamy in her life. But before she could reply there was a loud snap of a twig, it was too loud to just simply be a broken twig.

Down.” Clarke hissed to Madi as she readied her gun to kill whatever was heading their way. She put the gun to her face, positioning it so that it was ready for shooting, her eye peering through the focal lens, scanning for the creature. But what she found was nothing she was expecting, her aim landed right on Bellamy.

But this wasn’t the Bellamy from her hallucinations, this Bellamy was different, he had short scruff and deep brown eyes filled with feeling, his hair was medium length now and he was looking dreamily up towards the trees. Clarke wasn’t sure though but she put away her gun and got to her feet. It had to be an hallucination, she would’ve noticed the rocket coming down. Stepping out into the open handing the gun to Madi, was like stepping into a dream she’d had so many times. Bellamy’s eyes fell on her the moment she stepped out from behind the bushes, his eyes sparkling in every possible emotion when he saw her. She was different now too, eyes dimmer, face older, hair shorter and now just a little tad bit of red in it; yet she was still as beautiful as ever in his eyes. It was silent for a long time, Clarke believing her mind was playing tricks on her and Bellamy simply not being able to believe it.

“Clarke…I see him too.” Madi whispered to her at some point, a little cry escaped Clarke’s mouth before she could stop it and she stepped forward, tears welling in her eyes, Bellamy doing the same; the pair meeting in the middle.

Clarke was the first to initiate contact, her hand hovering hesitantly over his face, her nerves terrifying her just in case she touched him and he really wasn’t there. But he lifted his hand over hers pushing it gently to touch his cheek, leaning into her touch the pair of them closing their eyes as they realised this wasn’t just a mind game. It was real. 

I’ll Be Good - Part 11

Masterlist -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 10  -  Part 12

Summary: Series - You’re an old colleague of Natasha’s who finds herself face to face with the Winter Soldier on the wrong end of an Avengers’ op. Chapter – Tired of the Avengers arguing about how to deal with you and your secrecy you decide to come clean, in your way, putting your arrangement with them at risk.

Warnings: Swearing, brief mentions of murdery feels

Word Count: 1785

Author’s Note: Weee! All aboard the Angst Express! This is the final stop on our way to Angstville, U.S.Angst, commonly known as Part 12. Notable sightseeing en route to Angstville (aka Part 12) include, but are not limited to: 1) a healthy dose of angst 2) a little more Bucky’s POV this time, 3) reader stirring the pot! Because I JUST LOVE TO WRITE IT. 4) another bit of a cliff hanger… sorry… I’m a brat.

Originally posted by strictly-bucky

Bucky was completely incredulous and had rushed into the room without a second thought. He couldn’t believe the words that had come tumbling out of Steve’s mouth. When had his friend, his always-do-the-right-thing, I-hate-bullies best friend, started to think of the people around him as weapons and tools for this war that he was perpetually fighting? Bucky knew his own words were hurtful, but watching Y/N was unbelievable.

When he’d first passed her in the hall she looked small and almost timid watching Steve and Tony thundering away about her, how to handle her, but when she strode up to Steve she was bold and intimidating. Her words were sharp and targeted and had left Steve speechless.

However much Steve needed to hear it, Bucky was more struck by a cruel sadness that weighed heavy as he watched her tear down the security she’d built here brick by brick. He knew he was watching her self-destruct.

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